Some 'action' in this chapter. ;) Do let me know what you think! :D
And happy easter to you all! I've taken a week off work, so hopefully I'll get a lot of writing done.
21.
"How long will it take?" Raven asked and stared fascinated at the sealed tube of blood.
"Be patient, Raven. It will take some time." The 'doctor' said. The man that claimed to be my real father. He was inserting the tube in to a strange looking machine, with lights and numbers blinking in a display. Raven was loosening the straps that were holding me down, but I was only staring at the man that said he was my father.
"What's your name?" I heard myself breathe and the man turned and looked at me with a curious smile.
"Michael." He said and he reached out a hand, brushing my hair back. I jerked away in disgust, his touch was anything but fatherly.
"Come now, little bird, we have plenty of time to kill." Raven cooed and scooped me up in to his arms. Again his skin against mine dazed me and if I had to choose between Raven and Michael I'd choose Raven in a heartbeat. The demented, cold and crazed look in Michael's eyes scared me to the core, way more than Raven ever would.
"There's nothing wrong with my legs, I can walk fine." I huffed and with a smile he set me down. His eyes locked with mine as he bound my hands together tightly and jerked at the rope.
"Walk then." He said flatly, getting chuckles from the surrounding crowd.
"Have a splendid and rich night my friends! Soon we will go to war as the most powerful vampires this world will ever meet!" Raven said loudly and the cheers and roars of bloodlust followed us out in to the hallway.
Raven led me down a different hallway this time and when we headed up a spiraling set of stairs clad in red velvet I was really getting worried. I stopped dead in my tracks and held back on the rope.
"Take me back to the dungeon..!" I breathed in fear. Raven turned slowly, his face, once again white stone. His green eyes blazed like uncut emeralds.
"No. Not tonight." He said coldly and twirled the rope around his wrist, forcing me to move up to him. I couldn't match his strength.
"I am offering you a velvet bed and soft pillows. A bath tub. Even food." He said with a crooked smile.
"It is what you desire most. And I will give you that. In return you will give me what I desire most." His voice got hot and hoarse as his eyes slipped down my chest. I tried to calm my breathing, but the fear that clutched my chest made it uneven. Raven interpreted it as locked up lust. His cold hand reached for the edge of my sweater, but he stopped before he touched skin.
"No…No I will have you begging for my touch." He whispered before he turned around and hauled me up the stairs.
"No! Please! Just take me back to the dungeon! Raven, not this! Haven't you humiliated me enough already?" I screamed and used all my strength to fight him. He only laughed in return.
At the top tower of the castle the hall was brightly lit by oil lamps placed in small rooms in the stone wall, sealed by metal bars. The carpet was soft and the colorful drapings on the wall hung between magnificent paintings of old kings and queens, many hundred years old. I knew this hall too well. I had been here many times before, but it was the first time being bound on my hands and dragged forward, like a slave.
Raven opened the door at the end and the hallway opened up in to a huge, round room. The tower suite, as he called it. The massive bed was placed in the middle of the room and it was just as round as the room was. Thin silk drapings in red and purple hung from the ceiling and surrounded the bed and hung down to the floor. There were three huge windows in the room and since it was night the lightproof shutters were pulled away, letting in the moonlight and the bright stars. Behind a screen on the other end I knew the bathtub with the lion feet stood. Beneath one of the windows stood a massive daybed, covered with soft pillows in every color. An armoire stood along the wall next to the door and I remembered that hid the only modern piece of equipment in the room; a TV. The room was lit up in the same way as the hallway was.
"My queen." Raven purred and pulled me inside. I stumbled forward, not for one second giving up the fight against him. He pulled me over to the one bare wall, which I quickly enough realized was not so bare. Two massive metal rings was placed half way up the wall. Raven unbound my hands and instead clasped on a set of tight, thick handcuffs and the chain that hung on the end he locked to one of the rings.
"There. Now you just sit here and we'll wait until the poison gets too high for you to stand. Then there's just one thing to do." Raven breathed hotly and smiled crookedly at me.
"I'd rather die." I glared at him.
"No you won't, you love life too much!" Raven said and laughed out loud. He leaned closer.
"And I know who you want to see again, very badly. For him, you would never let death take you." He said coarsely and the thought brought tears to my eyes.
"Death already has me." I whispered but Raven chose to ignore me.
"I'll go out and feed. When I come back I expect you to be so sick and desperate you won't care who you touch." He whispered coldly before he turned and left.
I slumped down on the floor, letting my sobs out now that I was alone. I pressed my cuffed hands against my chest, desperately trying to calm my sobs. I hate being weak!
I don't know how many hours had passed by. I could see the moon slowly glide across the sky through the massive window across the room and now I couldn't see it anymore. Everything was so quiet. The city was too far away to hear anything of the nightly sounds London used to produce.
For every passing minute I felt the poison stir in me. It grew sharper, stronger and more painful. I tried to ignore it, to fight it away, but nothing worked, of course. I longed for Eric. I physically craved him. It seemed he was one of a kind. His touch worked stronger and better on me than anyone else did. Near him I could be poison free longer. Just being in the same room with him was enough. But if I was away from him for too long the poison grew faster and stronger than normal.
The pain was starting to become intolerable. My sobs turned in to screams and I pulled hard at the chains, hoping that just once I'd be strong enough to break free!
"Eric!" I screamed as the pain reddened my vision and burned in my chest.
"Eric is not here, but I am." Raven's deep voice purred. My body jolted and I pressed my back against the wall. Through heavy eyelids I saw Raven in front of me. He had fed well, I could tell. His skin glowed warmly, almost looking human and he looked full of power and strength. He smirked at me.
"No…let me die…" I whispered. My body seemed to radiate heat as the fever set in. I barely noticed Raven kneeling down in front of me. He cocked his head to the side.
"Oh no, little bird, I won't let you die. I will do what I've waited so many years to do again. And I'm going to do it good, until the sun burns my back if I have to." He grumbled hoarsely. He broke the chains in two and pulled me along the floor over to the bed. Every instinct told me to fight back, but there wasn't a cell in me that could respond. The pain was all consuming. Raven pushed the thin drapings aside and hauled me up on the bed. I screamed, begged and pleaded up until that moment. Just then he brushed a fingertip down my cheek and the sensation sent ripples through my body and a gasp escaped me. Raven chuckled.
"There we go." He whispered. Now nothing else mattered. I lay completely still, waiting, longing for the next soothing touch. He carefully and painfully slowly started to remove my clothing. He made sure he didn't touch my skin as he pulled my jeans off and finally I was in my underwear. My breath came out in jerks. I had my shackled hands above my head and I clawed at the sheets under me.
"Still the beauty I remember." Raven breathed as his eyes moved up and down my body. He stood up and slowly removed his own clothing until he stood completely naked in front of him. I remembered him perfectly as well. His long, lean body, defined muscles, the dark hairs on his chest and his…I almost swallowed my own tongue. Raven might be the most crazed, evil vampire I'd ever met with the desire to see me dead at the end and I would've been had my blood been poison free, but nothing could be said about his manhood. He was like no other. Well. Maybe only Eric could match him. Dark Raven was equivalent with the light Eric. Raven's laughter brought me back to reality and I quickly looked away.
"You never grew tired of watching me, not even back when we were together. You desire me just as much now as you did back then, don't you?" He purred and crawled up to me. I turned my head away and clenched my jaw, willing away both the passion and the pain that was ripping through me. Raven grabbed my chin and forced me to turn and look at him. If the sensation of his touch had a sound it would be crackling and zinging like electricity. White relief trickled in under my skin.
"For as long as you stay alive I will have you." He whispered before he crushed his lips against mine. My body reacted and shut my mind off. My back arched and I rolled over on my side, dropping my hands down around his neck and desperately longed to feel more of his naked body against mine. His tongue flicked in between my teeth and caught my rather eager one. Fingers brushed lightly down my back, leaving a trace of goose bumps on my skin. He caught the elastic of my panties and snapped them off before he continued to do the same with my bra.
"Yes…" Raven breathed before he grabbed my hip and pulled me closer until every inch of me was touching him. There were no restrictions, no rules, no boundaries. It was like I'd never left and Raven never found a reason to hate me. It was just like how it was when there was nothing else than us, our flesh and our greatest excuse to hide away in Raven's room for hours.
He rolled me over on my back and gently pushed my legs apart with his knees. His lips never left mine and the memories came flooding back. Raven was never a gentle man or of the loving kind, but we once shared a passion like nothing else. He forced himself inside me and I dug my nails in to his back. There was no need for force, my core was drenched completely and I arched my hips to meet his every thrust. He pressed himself as deep in me as his massive sex would allow and he let out a roar, his eyes rolled back in to his skull and he grabbed two handfuls of my hair.
"Release me. Please. I need to hold you." I whispered with a shivering breath and Raven opened his eyes and looked suspiciously at me. My body quivered and every time he moved just an inch I gasped. He stopped his movements completely and studied me. I barely manage to keep my eyes open.
"Please, more." I begged and wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Yes..." Raven grumbled and snapped my cuffs off. They fell to the floor with a loud clang.
"Come 'ere." He grunted and pulled me up until I straddled him closely. I moved my knees under me so I could move myself up and down on him. Raven's tongue flickered heatedly over my neck and down my chest before he took my nipple between his lips and sucked hard on it, making me dizzy with lust. I grabbed his hair and pressed him closer. His hand had a hold of my behind and he tipped me backwards again. His thrusts got harder and harder, just as my blood got healthier and healthier. He kept pounding on me until I didn't think I could bare another second of it, until I couldn't hold back and my world shattered and drowned in Raven's roar.