The Essence of Eternity - Awaken

Chapter X - The Lake - the morning after

I am a bit embarrassed to think what I did…what did I do? Well, I am not a virgin anymore, but this is the least of my shame. At least I remembered to take my pill this morning. Finally, taking all these pills my mum insisted came handy!

But I bit him and I drank from him… and I liked it so much. His blood, is it actually blood, it was so delicious, so tasteful…and it seemed so normal to do that. What is going on with me? I have accepted the fact that something is changing in me, but I could never think of drinking blood. Isn’t this what vampires do? I accused Kellan of wanting that from me, but I also remember how arousing the feeling I had was when I saw Alicia drinking from him.

Dubhghall is feeling my distress and embarrassment, so in order to soothe the feelings; he tries to explain to me."You can drink from me whenever you want you know. It gives me extreme pleasure as well."

"What do you mean I can drink from you? People don’t go around drinking blood from other people." I am ashamed of what I did.

"You are not mortal my love; you have changed now. You are an immortal fairy."

"Again, not a good enough reason for me."

"It is normal to want it," he assures me. "Drinking blood is normal for immortals of all kinds."

"So you do it as well?"

"Yes, but only under very special situations."

"Such as…?"

"I used to do it much more often when I changed. We do not need to drink blood to survive as vampires do, as we were not created that way, but when we do, it empowers us, and of course it feels good. The pleasure goes both ways. During the first years of an immortal, our bodies welcome the blood as it liberates the powers and the elements we each have. It separates us from our mortal nature. That is why you were so eager before. The s****l act brings all our hidden needs and desires to the surface. It was your body that hungered for my blood, not your mind. It is fine, though. You should not feel bad or embarrassed. I enjoy it when you bite…too much I must say."

"Do we drink from mortals as well?"

"If you choose a mortal to be your partner then you can drink from him. We do not abuse mortals and of course it is forbidden to feed the mortals blood. Only vampires do that. This way we do not create immortals that were not meant to be!"

"Oh, I see…" It is so wonderful and comfortable to lie here talking with him.

"You will still enjoy eating food and drinking beverages and alcohol, but blood will always taste better! Especially immortal blood."

"Yes, I got that. Yours tastes like expensive wonderful wine!"

"You really cannot imagine how yours would taste, my love! Fairy blood…"

"So, drink from me…"

"Not now, but thank you. Maybe later!" He laughs with my innocence and ignorance and I guess I am being a bit naive, like offering a beverage or something, but I want to give back to him.

"That is why Tirinda told me we prefer raw food. I thought she meant vegetables and fruits but she meant meat and blood…"

"You met Tirinda? You did not tell me that? What did you think of her?"

"She was nice and really beautiful. We did not have much time though -it was the afternoon Kellan arrived really angry."

"I see…"

"I also met Elijah…" his eyes are really focused on mine now and seem a bit…

"Really? When did that happen?" Was that a flash of jealousy I just saw in his eyes? I can feel he is getting tense now. He is also trying to restrain his thoughts from me, but why?

"Just today."

"You are full of surprises," he says unhappily.

Yep,  he is indeed jealous. I guess even extremely gorgeous, powerful, immortal men can get jealous. It is odd though…I try to ease him.

"I would have told you all about it…"

"When?"

"After!" I say.

He laughs again and I smile and sigh. This moment is so beautiful. Everything is in place, everything is perfect. I wish things could stay like this but I know that is not going to happen.

Dubhghall does not plan to let this moment pass so soon.

"Ok, so you’ll tell me after…" he says and starts kissing me again. This time it comes more naturally. I am familiar with his body and he has already discovered every bit of mine. I catch him examining my tattoos. He is kissing them, kissing me everywhere.

"Everything on your body is magical."

"I feel the same way about yours," I say and then I pull him close to me and ask him to make love to me again. I am his and this time I want him to bite me. I want to feel how he felt when I bit him.

I climb on his lap now where our lips are conveniently close to our necks. I beg for him to bite. He sinks his teeth at the lower part of my neck and he starts drinking from me he moans. Oh my God, I love this feeling! I cry out with pleasure and push his head so he can sink his teeth deeper in my neck. It feels magnificent! I am so aroused. I want to bite him again this time I do not doubt my nature. I lick my teeth; my fangs are sharp and pointy. I rip his flesh and sink my fangs into his vein. I start drinking his precious blood. This doubles his pleasure and I feel him close to ecstasy again. Incredible emotion; unique and magnificent! Filled with my fairy blood, he takes his teeth out and we start kissing again. His eyes are hazy. His moves are more fluid now and he seems almost drunk!

"I have not had blood for a really long time," he says. "Centuries, I would say and I had forgotten how incredible this feels."

I am thinking that this should be exactly how Mary Anna also felt with her lover. I place my head on his chest and lie next to him. I feel his pleasure, satisfaction and love. I love him more than anything else in my life. At this moment I feel I am the luckiest person alive and I cannot believe that just one week ago I was arriving to Galway, lost and uncertain about my life. I wish I could stay in Dubhghall’s arms forever.

"What do we do now?"

"We can do whatever you want. The night is yours."

"I am opposed to anything that would require getting out of your arms and into my clothes. I love how your body feels clung to mine."

"You do not have to get dressed now my love. I would hate to miss this beautiful view. The candle gives us many hours still. We can simply spend them lying here together."

"What about the morning?"

"What about it?"

"Don’t you mind being in the sun?"

"There is a small cabin really close to here. Before the sun rises, I can carry you there…don’t worry!"

"I never worry when you are around."

"That is my purpose. That, and loving you with all my heart!"

I smile and start telling him about the day that Tirinda appeared, about Faelis and how strange they sounded and I ask him if he can also speak the language of the fairies.

He says that of course he can. This is the only language that was spoken among immortals in the old ages. As centuries passed and new cultures and religions appeared, new languages also did. However, every immortal creature knows how to speak it and he is certain that I can as well. I make a mental note to try that when I am alone; I don’t want to look like a fool in from of him!

I tell him then about Elijah; how I knew from the beginning that he was a different creature just by looking at him - how pale and shiny and handsome he looked, but not in a 'macho' way. He asks me what does this mean and I explain that a 'macho guy' is a guy that looks really handsome and sexy and bad-ass, like him! Dubhghall is laughing really loud now. He cannot believe I described him as a kick-ass guy. I am smiling and understand there are a lot of things of the new world that seem strange and funny to him.

I continue explaining to him that Elijah was like an elf. We have a word in Greek: 'aeriko', which refers to the spirit coming from the sky. This is what Elijah reminded me of. He told me he is a Sylph, a fairy of air and his elements are the sun and the wind. He also told me he came from Greece to meet with me.

I feel Dubhghall is tense again. I cannot understand this. Didn’t we just make love? Didn’t I tell him that I love him more than anything in my life? How much more proof he needs? Well, I guess he is reading my thoughts now, and since he does not speak, I drop the subject. I don’t want to spoil this between us.

I ask him if he has ever been to Greece and he tells me that indeed he lived in Greece for many years. He used to love it there. Ancient Greece was a unique place to live, as the Greeks were really in touch with the supernatural, they accepted the existence of immortals and respected the Gods. I am very well aware of the Greek mythology, so I understand what he is referring to. Greeks used to worship the twelve gods of Olympus and they also respected all the immortal or half-human creatures. They used to live among them in peace and make offerings to them as well as demand from them. The gods often mated with the mortals to ensure the existence of demigod creatures. I ask him to tell me more about the old ages. How he remembers them.

Dubhghall tells me that there was a time that they did not need to hide. Mortals embraced their existence and worshiped their powers and asked for their help and favor. He used to travel freely and appear in the mist and mortals admired and respected him.

Elijah was a carrier of news and a prophet and he served the God Hermes as a follower. Hermes was one of the most talented Greek gods. He was the only one that could walk the three worlds; sky or the world of Gods, underworld or the world of the dead and the world of living. He used to help the dead find their way to the underworld and he mixed with mortals and provided them with knowledge and wisdom. Elijah was the prophet who communicated with mortals through their visions. Later, after Jesus Christ walked the earth, Elijah was re-named and served as a prophet for the message of God.

I tell Dubhghall that I know some of the information he is giving me. He shakes his head and tells me that everything I have read in books has been altered by human hands. Most of the things we read have been written to serve the church and the people of power. I believe him as I do find that many of the stories and myths that we are taught in school are a bit too convenient.

We talk until I see the first signs of the sun rising. Suddenly, I feel a bit too naked, so I put on my underpants, bra and my cardigan. Dubhghall watches me but makes no move to get dressed. He tells me that in the ancient years immortals used to cover only very small parts of their body with clothes. Mortals would dress to tolerate the cold and as immortals do not feel cold, they did not have the need to get dressed. A healthy naked body was the best attribute to carry and people worshiped the beauty of their bodies. A healthy body implied a healthy mind. I look at his body for the first time fully naked and I can’t help but thinking that he must have a very healthy and strong mind!

He laughs again. I love his laugh. It makes him seem even younger and more attractive, if this is possible. He continues telling me that nudity is a taboo created mainly during the Christian era, as the church wanted to limit the people’s passions and needs and therefore, s*x and nudity became forbidden in public places. Humans were limited to one partner and the concept of monogamy was first introduced in some cultures. It was then that the supernatural began to lose its power. Humans of power were afraid of immortals and sprites and therefore everything not of the mortal world was banned. They hunted the witches and killed vampires. All the stories about vampires killing people or bad witches using black magic against mortals were created to urge mortals to reject the supernatural and to deny worshipping and accepting their previous Gods. After thousands of immortals were killed they began to become embittered.

"I am not saying we wanted to get even, because this could end up with the m******e of all mortals, but we decided to protect ourselves. From then on we appear only under specific situations and only use humans with special qualities to transfer our messages, like Aisha."

The sun is rising now, so Dubhghall is carrying me in his arms to the cabin he told me about. When it comes into view I am reluctant to believe this is visible to humans. It is a small wooden hut set amongst a few trees, with a small pond outside and it seems like a picture from a fairy tale. I remember now all the paintings and drawings I had in my room, I have seen this before in my life; another life! I see the windows are covered with hoar frost from the cold morning and the moisture. Dubhghall opens the door and carries me into the house. I wonder if he knows that this is the traditional way for a groom to carry a bride into the house the first night after they are married. It is actually really funny and I smile, but Dubhghall has a questioning look so I guess he does not know about that custom. He places me on a wooden bed with no sheets, only a mattress. He gives me a kiss and tells me he will be back in just a second. I look around and see that the house is equipped with only the basics, a bed with a naked mattress, a table with a couple of chairs and a big sofa at the other end of the living room. I see no kitchen, no bathroom, no electrical appliances, and of course, no TV. Dubhghall returns carrying my belongings. He is now wearing underwear and his jeans but no shirt so I am admiring his upper body; his wonderful shoulder blades and strong muscles, his flat stomach and the beauty of his long neck. I see my marks there on his neckline and I feel the urge to have another sip. Maybe later…

Dubhghall comes and lies next to me. He has placed all my stuff carefully on the table and also brought the black candle inside the house. I enjoy the stiffness of my muscles and the numbness of my body after my first time having s*x. I know that is not often that a girl’s first time is as wonderful as we all naively expect it to be, but for me it was magical. I could never expect anything more. Now I just want to relax and enjoy the feeling of satisfaction and joy that comes after the act of making love. Dubhghall plays with my hair and softly touches my body; He teases me and gives me small kisses on my lips, my nose and my ears. I am all excited and aroused but I do not want to have s*x with him right now. I want to enter his body and make him feel my ecstasy. I sit on the bed and ask him to sit opposite of me, looking in my eyes and I place my palms on his.

I close my eyes and focus. I call my energy to gather and I channel it through our hands from my body to his. I open my eyes and see a blue shiny light leaving my body and entering his. Now it’s his turn to shiver. He opens his eyes and he cannot believe what he is feeling. I know it is so much stronger than last time. I am stronger and I know how to channel it better. He looks hypnotized. He leans over and kisses me; he wants me again. I can see that in his mind. I can feel everything he is feeling. I get closer to him and the proximity of my body raises his hopes. I enjoy having this power over him. I whisper in his ear that I have never felt so complete and beautiful in my life. I want him so much. He moans and enjoys it.

I know what he wants most from me at this very moment and it’s not my body. It’s my blood. After all this time missing this unique feeling fairy blood is giving him, he cannot hold back. I am impressed to be able to read him so clearly, but I guess the connection my energy created among our bodies was complete and unique. He kisses my neck and my shoulder but does not try anything further. He is a gentleman. He will never act upon his will, as imposing as it may be, if I don’t ask him to. I do not talk but simply push his head down, his mouth, his teeth to my breast. I want him to bite me there, as I remember Mary Anna was describing this place as the best experience. His fangs are out and he sinks them in my skin, just above my left breast and it feels amazing. She was indeed correct! I cannot help but groaning heavily. I cannot understand how I was living a week ago without this man, and I really cannot understand how I was living without having s*x and blood. Could having s*x with a mortal man ever be as magical and stimulating as this? After drinking from me for a while, he is kindly licking the marks his fangs made on my breast. I may not have had any blood or s*x this time but I am satisfied and happy. I start feeling really sleepy. I have been awake for almost twenty four hours now. I am cuddling in Dubhghall's hug and as he caresses my hair, I fall asleep on the sheet less bed but I do not care. I feel Dubhghall’s arms around me and I am content.