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Chapter 29

Not ready

Anne woke up within Dracula's embrace. It was not sunset that brought her out of her deep sleep, even if she could feel these kind of things now, nor the tickling of the clock on the bedside table, but Dracula's hard-on, poking restlessly in the back of her thighs. She was not sure she was entirely comfortable with this…proof of excitement. His lips brushed against the skin of her neck, making her shiver and sit up with a start. She knew she had sex with him once and that night had changed the course of her life forever, but it did not mean she was ready to repeat her actions

Dracula sat up as well, coming closer to his Anne, slipping his arms around her waist, immediately feeling how tensed she was. She was trembling against him and he knew then she was not about to…receive him again.

-"I am sorry, my love. I did not realize I was making you so…uncomfortable."

He frowned at his own words. It was so unlike him. He used to take what he wanted, when he wanted. As he thought about his love for Anne, he felt a strange feeling coursing though him, making his frown to deepen. What is this odd sensation? He asked himself as Anne calmed down in his arms. He rocked her for a minute or two, thinking about what to do with her discomfort, until he had an idea.

-"I will rent a larger suite, so you can have your own room, to have some time alone, if you want." He said, hoping she would refuse, but she did not

-"It would be best." She sighed in obvious relief

Dracula though was not as relieved, far from it actually. He bit his tongue until it bled, angry for making such a suggestion. He hated to even think about sleeping alone now. But it was too late and he would not go back on his word. He changed quickly and went on his quest for the new room. An hour later, Anne was settled in her part of the suite. Her bed was on the mezzanine, she had a nice view of the rest of the room. Dracula's room was on the first floor to the room, double doors leading to his own chamber. At least, she would not be too far and that comforted him. Oh yes, at the moment, he needed to be with her, not because she was still weak and vulnerable, but because he felt empty without her within arms reach.

As Anne was placing her hairbrush and other useful stuff on the bathroom counter, she gasped then screamed in horror when she could not see her reflection in the full length mirror.

-"You can no longer see how pretty you are." Dracula suddenly murmured from behind her, making her gasp once more. "Someday, I will draw your portrait and you will see how gorgeous you have become."

Anne turned to him as he folded his strong arms around her. Looking up into his eyes, she found in their depths tenderness, along with love, lust but also deep sorrow with a tad of frustration. This sight troubled her and soon, she had to look away.

Dracula saw that change in her and felt like crying, once again wondering what was that strange sensation that made him so…so…emotional. He buried this foreign feeling deep down the best he could. Clearing his throat, he pulled Anne closer into his arms for a brief instant, merely to kiss the top of he head, then pulling back to look into her eyes.

-"I would like to visit Montreal tonight, will my dear Anne come with me, even if she hates the city?" He asked as he caressed her face, hoping she would accept his invitation. "You do not have to come with me, my love, if you do not want to."

To his pleasure, Anne nodded in acceptance.