Hello:)

I might not be able to update this fic this week. I got a lot to do. I will probably update my other fic, mostly because the chapters are already written, just have to type them down.

This chapter is very important and I hope you will find it to your taste and tell me you like it in tons of reviews. lol

Have fun, see you in a week or two.

Oh and in this chapter there is a Warning! But I can't tell you what, or I'll spoil the chapter...

Kaya

Chapter 25

His plan

The young woman stirred from her uncomfortable sleep at the warm feeling surrounding her. She felt the soft caress of silk sheets against her skin. She was about to fall back asleep, when something or rather someone kept her awake.

-"Anne…" A deep yet soft voice called

She did not recognize the voice at first, still groggy from her long sleep, but then she realized it was Dracula's. She did her to focus on reality and saw that she was dressed in a new silk nightgown and was laying in the middle of a large king size bed. The room was furnished with rich furniture of dark wood. Where was she? Dracula's bedroom. She figured.

-"Anne, my love, it is time…"

Slowly, she turned to see Dracula, standing a few feet away on her left. He was only wearing a pair of black silk night pants. Smiling down at her, he walked closer to the bed, then sat down, reaching to touch her face tenderly. Anne's fever had returned.

-"You are very sick, my love." He whispered, stroking her cheek, making her stiffening. "Shh, it will be alright."

Anne shut her eyes tightly, afraid to understand what he had in mind. Dracula stoked her cheeks as he always did and she found herself unconsciously leaning into his soft touch.

-"You are magnificent, sweetheart." He murmured in a deeper voice, brushing the tears from her closed eyes. "Do not be afraid, Anne. I will take you where you will always be safe."

Anne opened her eyes as Dracula came closer and soon, his lips were touching hers in a soft kiss. It was warm, tender and it took over all her senses. The vampire king wanted nothing more than take her then and there, but he had to be gentle, she was very fragile. As he made real efforts to refrain from being too hasty, he was pleasantly surprised when she deepened the kiss on her own free will.

Dracula sighed at the loss when Anne pulled away from him slightly, bowing her head, taking deep breaths. He knew she was lost between what she thought was right or wrong. What she was thinking came clear into his own mind. She was afraid he would hurt her, break her heart. This came as a shock to him and he took her face between his hands once more, looking right into her pretty dark eyes.

-"I would never betray you, dear Anne."

It seemed it was all Anne needed to hear and it was her turn to ask for his lips. Her kiss was demanding, urgent even and it could not please him more. Dracula meant every word he said. He made an oath at that moment, to take care of her for all eternity.

They kissed for several minutes, but as much as he wanted to keep things slow, Dracula needed to touch his Anne, to feel her skin against his, or he would go mad. Caressing her right side, he reached her thigh, but before he reached for her most secret and sacred area, he wanted her to be conscious of the consequences. He needed her to be aware of what he was about to give her. Immortality, safety and most important, eternal love.

-"Do you want this, sweetheart?" He asked softly, wishing she knew what he was meaning

-"Y-yes." She answered weakly

-"Give yourself to me, my love and I will show you the beauty of the night."

-"I-I am yours." She whispered in a trancelike state

That was all Dracula needed to continue on with his plan. He slowly removed the nightgown he magically dressed her with earlier that night. Capturing her lips, Dracula laid next to her, savoring this new kiss, craving to taste the rest of her.

Dracula trailed his kisses down her throat, but did not lingered there as not to make her nervous, so he continued his way to her shoulder, than her chest to end up on her breast. Anne's fingers entwined themselves into Dracula's silky hair as he began sucking at her tender flesh.

She had never been touched in such a way before, she was still virgin. Yet, she was surprisingly unafraid about making love for the first time. Even though it was with the vampire king, it felt oddly right… Anne had been scared of Dracula ever since she first saw him in that dark alley. She realized that he never laid a hand upon her, even if he was the first vampire. He had been kind to her and recently saved her life. She had always been drawn to him and only now was she admitting this fact to herself.

Dracula felt her calm down a bit, something had changed suddenly. His hand slowly found its way down her thigh, caressing her soft flesh. He was delighted when she began moaning. He was careful not to rush things, keeping her heartbeat even the best he could. Any brutal change could be fatal.

Trailing his nails across her thigh, his fingertips ghostly brushed against her entrance, making her gasp. He grinned when he felt how ready she was for him already. He gave her a passionate kiss, almost leaving her breathless. He positioned himself, keeping her mind busy with his kisses.

-"You are mine." He said, thrusting into her swiftly, tearing through her virginal barrier

Anne groaned and winced in pain, but Dracula quickly made her discomfort disappear when he began fondling her breasts. He made slow, tender love to his Anne. He kept this rate for longer than humanly possible, all this time keeping them both on the edge, without ever reaching their climax. Dracula was waiting, taking his time to savor her mortal body, before he would reach his goal; turning her into a vampire, making her his queen.

-"P-please…"She whimpered

He knew he was driving her crazy with pleasure, for he felt it too and it was becoming dangerous for her life to keep her in such a high level of excitement. Dracula decided it was time to fulfill his needs and to finalize the first part of his plan.

As Anne was quickly building her orgasm, Dracula's teeth grew into sharp fangs. He waited between two of her heartbeats and when he finally thought time was right, he bit into the tender flesh of her neck, making her climax at this exact moment. It was in the most delectable nectar that Anne's blood flood Dracula's hungry mouth. Never had he tasted such a delicious blood. Rich, velvety and thick, she truly was delightful in every way.

The young woman began feeling the last of her strength fading as she was blinded by ecstasy. She was not really aware of what was going on, but part of her could not care less.

Slowly releasing his hold on his beloved, Dracula raised his head to meet her foggy gaze. She was very close to death and he had to hurry. Anne realized he had blood on his lips and it took a moment before she processed that it was her blood. He was literally exhibiting his sharp teeth as he smiled down at her.

Maybe it was because she felt weaker than she had ever been, but Anne did not felt overly afraid. Yet, she did fear death, but Dracula would giver her life, she knew it was what he wanted all along. What was even more shocking to her, was that it even felt totally natural to see him coated with her own blood.

Dracula cut into the flesh of his neck, his blood slowly making thick trails down his shoulder. He lowered himself closer to Anne, until his wound touched her lips. He caressed her breast tenderly, as if he was beginning a new round of tender lovemaking.

Even though her conscience wanted to fight, that part of her that just became his lover knew she was to drink. She closed her lips half reluctantly about the bloody cut and drank.

Only once had Dracula given so much of himself to another being, but this time, it was the good one. Pulling away from Anne, he kissed her lips tenderly, tasting his own essence on her, he loved that and he had to calm down because it aroused him more than he would've thought and she was not ready for another round just yet. Withdrawing from her body, Dracula laid beside Anne, smiling when he felt her body slowly strengthening. She was saved and she was his.

-"Now you will sleep, my love." He whispered softly, his left hand caressing her curves on its own accord. "Do not be afraid, dearest. When you will wake, I will be by your side. From this moment on, you are my queen."