AN: This chapter was beta read/edited by Dreadknot whom I can't thank enough for her edit/suggestions.
He watched her as she slept. She looked so fragile, so vulnerable, so tempting as she lay in her bed. Integral was just so much like that little girl she was when she had freed him from the dungeon.
Perfect - she was wearing the white nightgown he had given her as a birthday present. Integral looked so pretty in white. The material seemed to make her skin glow in the pitch-black room. He ran his bare fingertips along her arm and up to her neck, just resting his hand above her pulse point. She was so soft, and yet there was nothing soft about her as a woman. Integral's spirit was cold, hard, determined, and cruel. His Master was the only perfect woman, she defined perfection.
Alucard wondered if he should put his plan into motion tonight or wait. He chuckled. To hell with waiting – his patience was running out. He had waited far too long. Alucard had been thinking about this moment since his princess had turned sixteen. Integral was now twenty-three, no longer his princess. She would be his Queen. And the scent of her noble blood was driving him over the edge. At this moment that scent was all that existed for him. Alucard turned around and locked the door.
The servant returned to his Master's side, sitting beside her on the bed. He could not merely drink her blood. No, Integral would awaken and spoil his fun. The Nosferatu would need to use his dark powers to place her in a deep sleep. Alucard would have to use his restraint and drink just a little tonight. He knew that would be hard as hell. But, it was necessary if he were to win the final prize – possession of Integra's body and soul. Each time he came to her, each time he feasted on her blood, Alucard would increase the amount. He would look concerned as she grew weaker and weaker. When her resolve had weakened, Alucard would force her to feed from him and she would be unable to fight back. He found himself getting aroused just thinking about it. Now was not the time for thinking - it was time to act.
Alucard released his dark shadows and ordered them to creep inside his Master's mind. They would put her in a trance so deep, nothing but removing them would wake her. Alucard thought of all the things he could do to her body while she was asleep. No, I'll be a good servant tonight. Being too greedy with Mina and Lucy is what had led to his downfall so long ago. This time Alucard would restrain his hunger so that he would succeed. Alucard took Integral in his arms and lowered his mouth to her neck. He breathed in the scent of her blood. You smell delicious, Master. Alucard felt his spine tingle as he moved closer to her neck. At last he sank his fangs gently into Integral's neck. Was his body trembling as he fed from her? Ridiculous, he thought. Alucard could not deny however, that drinking from Integral as he held her in his arms was simply incredible. The vampire had to fight his hunger for her body and blood. He wanted to drain her, to drink every last drop of her delicious blood. Alucard drank from her slowly, savoring the red, hot liquid as it touched his tongue. The vampire could feel his Master's essence, her power, her will, entering his body bit by bit.
As he was drinking, memories came flooding into his mind: The first time he fed from Mina. Drinking Lucy's delicious virgin blood again and again, as the pathetic men failed to keep her alive. Then, van Helsing waking him – telling him of his capture. Alucard forced himself to stop drinking. He licked the puncture wounds in her neck. Alucard could leave no evidence of his deed. His shadows went to work on her wounds. After a few minutes, all that remained were two faint marks on her neck. Alucard chuckled; the marks looked almost like a mosquito bite. Well both kinds of creatures sucked blood.
Alucard moved away from his Master's bed, watching her toss and turn in the bed. How he ached to touch her soft skin, tear her nightgown to shreds, and ravage her body. Alucard longed to plunge himself deep inside of her – make her bleed down below. Then he would lick every drop of blood, every bit of arousal, from inside of her. No, all of that would have to wait. If Alucard were to succeed this time, he knew that meant denying his needs, his desires, and most important of all, his hunger, for at least a little while longer. The prize, having Integral beside him forever, was well worth the wait.