Warning This chapter has very mature content, and rape scenes. You have been warned.
-Chapter 3-
-Modern day Dallas Texas The Queen's pov-
Stepping out of a black limo I stand in front of hotel Camilla, my child is by my side in an instant.
"Mother, are you sure about this? You two haven't seen each other in a over a thousand years, how do you know he's even the same person?" He asks as we pass the threshold of the building. A soft smile spreads across my lips.
"That's the thing my child, I know he's not the same." I say pulling out my cell to text the thorn in my side.
"Is that the queen of Louisiana?" A hushed whisper of one of the many vampires in the room fills the air as others soon follow.
"The Queen of Mercy."
"What's she doing here?"
"Is that her prodigy?"
"It's Doninas!"
"The knight!" The whispers continued as I look at my phone only to catch a scent I could never forget. Looking up I race up the stairs as my child calls after me.
"Mother! Stop! Fuck!" He yells following me only to abruptly stop right behind me.
"Do you have any Fucking Idea of the Prs mess you just made!" Nan's voice hits my ears causing me to growl.
"Shit." My son whispers as I throw open the door, strutting into the room like I own the place, drawing everyone's attention.
"Your Majesty! What a unexpected surprize." Nan says as Eric stands only to drop to his knees in front of me, keeping his eyes on the ground. Looking down at my most trusted sherif, I pat the top of his head as my eyes meet his wide muddy river eyes.
"Godric" I whisper before kneeling in front of him. "Oh my heart and soul! What have they done to you." I whisper in Gaul pressing my hand to his cheek, his own hand rest on top of mine.
"Leave us!" I say keeping my eyes on his.
"Your Majesty I'm not-"
"Leave now, Nan." I order not breaking eye contact. Hearing the door close, I grab his head with both hands trying to contain my tears.
"Fionnghuala." He whispers not believing his eyes, one of his hands brush my hair out of my face before resting on my cheek.
"You're really here. After everything I did, you're still here." He whispers before I grab him, in a flurry of motion I lay myself on the couch resting Godric's body on top of mine. He head tucked into my neck as I lock my arms around him.
"My Goddess." He whispers kissing my neck while I run one of my hands over his back, the other through his hair.
"Whatever it is you plan to do, Beaglaoich. You can not follow through with it. I can not bare it." I whisper kissing his forehead.
- Rome 52 bc-
Time means nothing to a vampire, one moment you could be looking at a child the next and old crown. But like the other side of a coin, when you have all of eternity you learn to value your time with creatures of lesser lives. In what seemed like a blink of an eye for me was two years for Godric, and in those years he has grown. Looking away from his toned form that I always seem to crave, I notice my maker's eyes lingering on his form aswell.
"Moira" He calls in his soft voice.
"Tell me, how old is that boy right there?" He asks pointing at Godric.
"Master Gaius, Godric is now sixteen winters." I whisper looking away from my master knowing whatever he plans for My Beaglaoich will not be good.
"Hm, he looks simply delectable don't you think?" He asks with that mad lust filled gleam in his eyes looking up at me with a knowing gleam in his eyes.
"Moira, how would you like a brother?" He asks not really waiting to hear what I have to say. Standing up he turns to place his hand on my cheek before it slides down the side of my breasts and waist to rest on my hip. My eyes glance past him to see Godric glaring at my maker's back.
"Of course my maker." I answer looking back into his dark eyes, his lips crash onto mine forcing them to mold to his. His presence is overwhelming as he takes what he wants from me. Breaking the kiss he looks into my eyes then my maker is gone. Taking an unneeded breath, I try to calm my nerves as Godric looks away from me in anger. Listening to make sure my maker is truly gone, I use my speed to flash in front of him.
"Come." I whisper taking his hand leading him away from prying eyes. Bucking into the barn I pull us into one of the stables.
"Moira?" He asks tangling our fingers together, feeling a warm fluttering feeling that only he gives me fill my chest I turn to press him against one of the stable walls.
"My beaglaoich," I whisper kissing his neck causing him to moan as my tongue darts across his flesh.
"Moira, what are you doing?" He asks through a moan grabbing my hips and thrusting his own against mine. With a 'click' my fangs are out, slowly Godric angles his head giving me more of his neck.
"Go ahead Moira. I know you havent feed tonight." He moans, running my fangs against the side of his neck goosebumps rise in my wake. Grabbing the collar of his tunic I tug it open before my lips travel down to his collar bone. Opening my mouth wide, I sink my fangs into his soft flesh. Godric's head falls back thudding against the wooden stall while one of my hands travels between us to find his hardened cock. Stroking him I continue to suck and lap up his blood while my hand brings him to the edge of bliss.
"Mo ghealach agus na réaltaí! Tá mé mise!" He cries as he cums for me. Pulling back I look him in the eyes as his blood stains my lips.
"Godric, leave with me. Become mine, the first of my bloodline." I whisper drawing his eyes to mine, unaware of the ears listening to us.
"Be mine and walk through eternity by my side. I will give you the moon, the stars, and the sun. I will be your mother, your daughter, your child, your mate, just as you will be mine." I whisper only for him to press lips against mine, pulling back he looks into my eyes.
"I will be the first of your line." leaning forward our lips crash against each other in a fiery embrace.
"Meet me here at daybreak, when the master is resting. Then we shall leave and start a new life." I whisper between our kisses. Kissing him one last time I stand up only to have silver chains wrap around me. My flesh burns where the chain touches causing my fangs to extend as I scream.
"Let her go!" Godric yells only to be punched in the face and knocked to the straw the covers the ground.
"My, my. What do we have here." My maker asks stepping into the room as his men keep ahold of my chains.
"Oh my wild rose, do you think I wouldn't notice?" He asks before appearing next to Godric and grabbing a fist full of his long, dark hair. Lifting him up he forces Godric to look at me as he whispers in his ear.
"Do you really think I would allow you to leave with what is mine, boy." He laughs as Godric groans.
"Oh I'm going to make sure you both wish you were dead for betraying me. Bring them to my room." He orders his men as I hiss at him in anger.
"He is MINE!" I roar lashing around in my chains, causing more burns to form on my body. Flashing in front of me he grabs my chin in a bruising grip. Forcing me to make eye contact with him I see that his own fangs are extended in his anger.
"YOU ARE MINE! Everything that belongs to you is MINE! No one, not even this boy will have you unless I will it!" He growls in my face. "As your maker I command you, go to my room NOW." Feeling the pull that I can not ignore I march to his room growling the whole way. Fear turns in my gut as I step into the room, Godric being thrown in behind me.
"Now I'll teach you two what happens when you defy me. Moira as you maker I command you, do not fight me or try to stop what I'm going to do to you and the boy." He orders, tears stream down my cheeks as he rips the chains off my body and I feel the new shackles lock onto me with his words. Turning to Godric next he grabs his face forcing him to make eye contact.
"You will watch everything I will do to her this night, never once will you close your eyes or try to stop mme. Then my boy I will do the same thing to you, and once I am done I will turn you into a beast like me and make you do this to her over and over for my own pleasure until I am satisfied." He says glimmering Godric with a wide sadistic smirk on his face. Appearing behind me he grabs my robes he rips them open, shredding the fabric as he appears behind me nood. Grabbing my wrists he holds them in one hand as he enters me in one hard thrust, smaking his hips into mine causing me to cry out.
"Thats right little slut. Cry for me." He growls doing it again and again. His fangs sink into my back as he rips flesh from bone causing me to scream in pain as my blood falls from his lips. White, hot, blinding pain rips another scream from my throat as the sound of a bone breaking fills the room. My right arm hangs limply by my side as my maker keeps up his furious pace. The smell of blood fills my nose as the warm liquid pools down my legs as I feel something in me rip from his pace. He leans forward to my ear.
"I will ruin you for all others, my child." he coos looking up to meet Godric's wide eyes.
"Look at your lover now, Moira. She how he comes to save you. You Little Hero." He growls as I keep from looking at him.
"Look at him!" He snarls slapping his hips against mine causing my bones to creek. His hand finds my chin making me to look at Godric. His wide eyes are full of fear and anguish, his own tears stream down his face as he watches my body be violated and broken in front of him.
"YES!" My maker crys finding his release inside of me as he bites into my back again to drink my blood. Once he has his fill he throws my to the ground in front of Godric before snapping both of my legs. The pain causes me to black out for a moment only to be awoken at Godric's cries of pain. Opening my eyes I see my maker has Godric on his hands and knees by me taking him. Tears stream down his face as my make does the same to him as he did to me. Reaching out I place my hand on his as my maker grunts entering him again.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I whisper over and over as Godric cries in pain. My makers booming laughter fills the room as he watches us. Pulling out of Godric my maker flashes over to the fire only to appear behind Godric with a brand in his hand.
"No!" I cry grabbing Godric's head and bringing him into my embrace only for my maker to press the brand against Godric's right shoulder blade. His scream fills my soul with so much pain, only for my maker to grab his hips again and enter him.
"Please my maker, Please stop." I beg, as Godric cries against my breasts.
"I will do whatever you ask of me, please just stop." I cry only for my maker to grab my head and slab it to the ground.
"This is the lesson you will both learn, my children." He growls pulling Godric's arm out of mine only to snap it.
"I am in charge and you follow my rules." He growls ripping into Godric's neck, drinking his blood greedily. Slowly draining him in my arms, my maker's eyes meet mine. Once he has him almost drained he releases his neck only to rip open his wrist and forced it to Godric's trembling lips.
"Drink, my son." He orders, groaning as Godric starts to suck mouthfuls of his blood into him.
"Yes, that's it little one." He urges petting his head. Once Godric has swallowed enough of his blood. He picks him up taking him away from me.
"We will see you at nightfall, Moira" He says taking my Godric away and sealing his fate.
