"Velkan."

Victoria's mumbled in the night snapped Velkan out of the sleep he had been in, looking down to the sleeping girl in his arms. He could see that she was sleeping, but she appeared to be peaceful. He kept her against his side as he allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness before he felt a breeze wash over him, chilling his body.

Moving gently so that he didn't wake Victoria, he left her resting on the bed as he made his way to the window, pulling the drapes back to reveal the open window. Shuddering in the cold, Velkan pulled the window shut and frowned, swearing that it had been securely locked before they went to bed. With haste, he closed the drapes again and moved to where his discarded clothes lay, searching for his gun loaded with silver bullets.

Looking back to Victoria, Velkan moved around the room, wondering where the candle was on the bedside table along with a match. He found it soon enough and allowed the light to illuminate the room. He could feel his breathing quicken as he noted the room was empty. Slowly, he moved around the room, pulling open the doors to the wardrobe and checking behind the screen in the corner of the room.

"Velkan," Victoria spoke his name, but this time she was fully coherent and sat up straight in bed.

"Everything is well, Victoria," Velkan informed her, but there was a glaze over her eyes as she smiled and Velkan wondered what was happening to her.

He remained stood up, watching her as she moved a hand sensually over her neck, her fingers splayed over her skin as her head tilted back and her hips moved forwards out of nowhere, her body shaking slightly.

"Vlad…" she whispered his name and Velkan knew that he had to be somewhere near her to have this control over her. Her movements were not her own as her hand tugged at the strap of the white nightgown, slowly moving it down her shoulder as Velkan struggled to stop watching her milky white skin become bare.

She soon stopped tugging it down her shoulder as her hand moved along her chest and a low moan escaped her body, her hand engulfing her small breast and weighing it in her grip as she gave another groan in pleasure, her fingers massaging the breast as her other hand moved over her stomach towards her womb.

Velkan felt himself snap away from the trance he was in as she continued moaning at what the vampire was doing to her. He rushed over to the bed, placing the candle on the bedside table and grabbing her hands, pushing them from her body as she laughed softly, her hips moving upwards and begging for contact as Velkan hovered her body.

She continued to moan and Velkan knew that Dracula still had a hold of her.

"Touch me." Her whisper was not for him as Velkan called her name.

"Victoria, fight him," he demanded from her, but it was too late.

A focused look came over her face as she bit her bottom lip, almost hard enough to draw blood as she sunk down on the pillows, her eyes rolling back into her head as her panting became hard and louder with each passing moment, her neck tilting further back as Velkan kept her hands in his.

"Yes…there…I know," she kept on whispering and Velkan did his best to shake her body harshly, hoping that would be enough to get the vampire out of her mind. "So sinful," Victoria whispered. "I am yours…always…yours…"

"Victoria!" Velkan yelled her name as she let her mouth gape then, forgetting about biting her bottom lip as she let out another yell of pleasure.

"I'm yours," she repeated. "Your love…your whore…yours…"

"Christ," Velkan called into the darkness.

"So full," Victoria whispered. "So wet…just for you…for your pleasure…"

Velkan looked down and struggled not to notice her heaving bosom underneath her gaze, her nipples peaking upwards against the material as she arched her back, almost as though she was trying to push them against an invisible force.

"Oh," Victoria moaned as her body still once again, her back sinking down on the mattress as she rested there, her lip once again taking a chewing to as the smile remained on her face and Velkan released her hands once she had stilled. She was quiet as she seemed to slip back into a sleep, but her hands moved down to the cover on her body.

Standing up, Velkan watched her as she pulled the cover down her body, leaving him to look at her nightgown and notice the stain over her crotch, evidence of the pleasure Dracula had just given her.

"Pleasuring her always was a skill."

Turning on his heel, Velkan held the gun upwards, only to have it slapped from his hand. Dracula stood there, his hand outstretched from where he had just pushed the gun from Velkan's hand. He made to grab it, but the vampire took hold of him by the throat, using all of his might to push the Valerious boy against the wall.

"I can still taste her," Dracula whispered and Velkan felt his blood boil at hearing the vampire speak about her in such a manner. "Her arousal…her blood…her sweat…but what has she given you? Nothing but a peck on the cheek and an embrace."

"She is honourable," Velkan declared and Dracula chuckled, keeping the Valerious boy against the wall as Dracula released him from his grip, but kept him under his mind control, watching as he tried to fight it.

Moving back to the bed, Dracula soon sat at the foot of it, his long spindly fingers gripping Victoria's nightdress and pushing it up her thighs, allowing his hands to catch on her pale skin as she made the motion. Chuckling as he watched her shudder again, Velkan tried to fight against the mind control as the Count bent down at the waist, his nose running along her thigh and following her nightgown.

"Perhaps you should see how honourable she is," the Count whispered. "I could take her right now in front of you and she would still beg for me."

"You're controlling her," Velkan spoke as Dracula cocked a brow, still refusing to take his eyes from Victoria as he allowed his mouth the rest on her bare thigh as he spread them wide, the aroma of her arousal hitting his nose as he remained precariously close to her intimate area.

"Delicious," the Count recalled as he moved with haste, swiping his tongue of her and feeling her body shudder as Velkan yelled out loud, longing for someone to stop him as the Count moved his fingers to spread her bare before him and Velkan tried to look anywhere but at Victoria's body.

"She's precious," the Count whispered, looking at her body again as one hand moved over her stomach, cupping a breast as she arched into his hold. "Too precious to be taken under mind control and in front of a Gypsy Prince."

The Count moved away from then, covering her body and pulling her nightgown back down her legs. Moving a finger to his lips, he ran his finger over them and moved to sit near Victoria's head, pressing his thumb over her lips to trace them, feeling her open her mouth and she tried to suck him into his her cavern.

"You will come nowhere near her," Velkan demanded, struggling to fight the Count's spell as Dracula shrugged, offering her the finger that he had ran over his lips that was coated with her arousal.

"Perhaps," the Count said, looking back to Velkan as Victoria engulfed his finger, her hands clutching his wrist as she sucked at it as though she needed it. She sat up slightly, letting her drag the finger further into her mouth as Dracula chuckled, his other hand wandering her body to take her breast into his fingers again.

"But there will be a time when she willingly begs to be taken and it will be by me, not you," Dracula promised Velkan and he stood up, his finger leaving Victoria's mouth and his hand her breast as she flopped back on the covers again. "She will come to me and remember how I make her feel. How I pleasure her more than anyone ever could. Do you think she would be content underneath you?"

"I know that she would be disgusted if she knew what you had just done," Velkan responded and Vlad chuckled, shaking his head back and forth, his fingers once again wrapping around the pup's throat.

"You saw her just now. Did she look disgusted?" Vlad demanded from Velkan. "I came here with the intention of taking her with me, but this…perhaps I can live with this."

"With what?"

"Coming here," Vlad declared. "Coming here and making her body beg for me while you helplessly watch. She will soon realise that she is mine and come willingly. Perhaps waiting for that moment will be more pleasurable than taking her by force."

Shaking his head, Velkan allowed his eyes to glower at the Count as his hair fell in his face. "She will never come willingly."

"We'll see," the Count said with conviction and dropped Velkan from his control, making his way back to the window. "Sleep well, Gypsy Prince."

….

It was safe to say Velkan didn't sleep for the rest of the night. Instead he woke the entire castle to tell them that Dracula had been there that evening. He left Victoria in her bed when he went, content that the Count would not be back for her that night.

"Did he do anything?" Boris demanded from his son as they stood in the library, all of them fully clothed after realising that they should simply get up should an attack be imminent.

"He just threatened her," Velkan said.

"He did not try to take her?" Anna wondered from her brother, the three Valerious's sat in separate chairs on opposite sides of the room. "Why?"

"He's playing a game," Velkan said, refusing to tell them of what had truly unfolded that night. "He's toying with her. He thinks that she will remember her history and go to him willingly."

"Impossible," Boris shook his head.

"Is it?" Velkan doubted. "She has remembered some things already."

"Such as?"

"Such as meeting him," Velkan said. "I want to have faith in her not going to him, but at the same time I am worried what will happen if she does continue to remember."

"I know that this may sound foolish," Anna said, "but he has not hurt her before, has he? What if there is truth to his words? What if she does remember and love him?"

"She cannot love a monster like him," Velkan snapped and stood up. "She might remember, but I will not let her go anywhere near him. He will not have her and that is all there is to the matter."

Velkan let his anger get the best of him as he moved out of the room and back towards Victoria's chamber. He opened the door without knocking, the sight of Victoria in nothing but a corset and stockings greeting him as he walked in. She turned with haste, her hair flowing behind her shoulder as she looked at Velkan.

"I will leave you to dress," Velkan informed her and she shook her head.

"It is fine," she promised him. "Velkan…I need to ask you something first."

Shutting the door behind him, Velkan did his best to avert his gaze from her spilling bosom as she looked to him, biting down on her lip as she reached for her robe and placed it on her body, tying the front of it together to cover her modesty.

"Yes?" Velkan wondered from her.

"Last night," Victoria whispered. "I…I know that something happened, Velkan…when I woke up…my nightgown…"

"He was here," Velkan declared, unable to lie to her. "He was here and he had you under his control. He did things to you…" Velkan turned red as Victoria remained steady on her feet. "He pleasured you."

"Oh." Victoria said, unable to think of anything else as Velkan looked at her again. "And did you see him?"

"I watched him do that to you," Velkan said, the bitter tone of his voice cutting through as Victoria blushed then. "He has no intention of taking you against your will. He intends to wait until you remember the past and you go to him. He thinks that he has enough control over you for you to do that."

"That will never happen," Victoria declared.

"I would never let you willingly go," Velkan informed her.

"I would never willingly go," Victoria promised him.

"I am not too certain of that judging on your performance last night."

The words left his mouth before he could stop them and Victoria let her mouth gape as Velkan swallowed hard and shook his head, regretting his choice of words as Victoria looked at him with annoyance and hurt.

"I did not mean-"

"-Yes, you did," Victoria interrupted before he could make anymore excuses. "I had no control, Velkan. I did not know what he was doing."

"I know," Velkan promised her. "I am sorry, Victoria. I should never have said that. I know that you had no control…just…the things he said…"

"And what did he say?" Victoria wondered from him.

"No," Velkan said, not wanting to go over it again. "They were too crude."

"Did he say how I was a whore for him?" Victoria guessed, having no shame as she spoke the words and Velkan took his turn to let his mouth hang open at hearing her. "Or how only he could pleasure me?"

"Victoria," Velkan complained and Victoria shrugged her shoulders.

"He has said it before," she informed Velkan. "But I have not wanted him then and I do not want him then. I want you, Velkan."

Sighing, Velkan nodded. "I know," Velkan assured her. "But you…I worry that…maybe he is correct…what if you willingly want to go to him?"

"I never will," Victoria promised him, moving towards him and cupping his cheek in her hand. "I do not want you to worry, Velkan. I only want you."

Moving his hand to her cheek, he stroked it soothingly, but Victoria could still see the fear in his gaze. And so she did the only thing she could think of. Moving her hand to his wrist, she took his hand from her cheek and pressed an open mouthed kiss on the palm of his hand, watching as he shuddered at the motion.

"Only you," Victoria promised him, moving his hand to her chest, resting it over her heart as she felt something inside of her turn. She felt an immense burning sensation flow through her veins as Velkan watched her moved his hand down her chest, wondering what she was doing before she placed his hand over her breast.

"What he said was a lie," Victoria said as Velkan's hand remained flat on her mound. "He is not the only man who can pleasure me."

Victoria wondered where her bravery had come from as she moved her hand over his, curling his fingers around her mound as Velkan remained in awe at her movement. He felt her arched her back against his body, pressing herself to him and moving her breast as far as possible into their entwined hands.

"Do you not see?" Victoria whispered into his ear, slowly moving her hand over his to urge him to knead her flesh as his other hand remained limp by his side. "I want you, Velkan. I do not want him. I willingly want your hands on me…in me…"

Velkan frowned as she took his other hand, trailing it up her thigh until it cupped her intimately and she let out a low moan as she felt his fingers against the thin underclothes she wore.

"Do what you want," Victoria urged him, once again untying her robe and Velkan looked down to her as his hand dared to move her corset out of the way.

"Good," she urged him on, her lips by his ear.

Velkan's hand encased itself around her bare breast and she hissed out in pleasure at the feeling of his fingers on her nipple, pinching it lightly as she grinded her hips against his hand.

"The other one," Victoria whispered, guiding his hand across to the other breast. "Touch me."

Velkan did as requested, knowing how wrong it was. He should not be doing this. She was virtuous. She was a maiden and he was a Gypsy Prince. He should be married to her before doing these things to her body. She should not be asking him. But everything was wrong. Velkan knew that everything was wrong. Besides, all he could think about was proving Dracula wrong. He would make her moan his name.

His determination became evident then as he changed, his fingers pushing her robe from her body as he moved her towards the vanity in the room. Hooking his hands underneath her thighs, he picked her up, depositing her on the surface as one of her breasts remained visible and the other covered. Victoria moved her hands to his hair, pushing his head downwards until his mouth was latched onto her breast.

"Oh," she groaned out loud.

Velkan moved his mouth against the mound, holding it tightly in his mouth as her hands remained scratching his head and she kept squirming against him, her hair dangling down her back as she tilted her head back.

Moving his hand down and up her thigh, Velkan finally returned to cupping her intimately, the pressure of his palm causing her to spread her thighs further and beg for more.

Victoria moved her hand to take hold of his hand cupping her before she placed a middle finger into her mouth, sucking on it hastily as Velkan looked to her, the lust clear in his gaze as she popped it from her mouth and guided it in between the valley of her breasts and down her stomach.

"Inside me," Victoria instructed. "Show me what a whore I am."

Frowning at her choice of words, Velkan stood up straight as Victoria urged her hips against his.

"You are no whore, Victoria," Velkan replied and she let out a low laugh.

"I am," she said and Velkan wondered what was happening as she slowly began to undo her corset. "And I am your whore…only yours, Vlad."

Recoiling at the name, Velkan jumped away from her, looking at her as though she was the devil itself. She frowned as she watched him back off. Standing up, she moved towards him, still indecently exposed as she swayed towards him.

"I want you to take me," she demanded.

"No," Velkan denied her. "Victoria, this is not you. He's in your head…somehow he's in your head…"

"Who?" Victoria wondered, trying to reach for Velkan as she bit on her lip.

"Him," Velkan said as if it were obvious. "Dracula…Victoria…he's inside your head. This is not you. You would never behave like this. You would never ask this of me."

Rolling her eyes, Velkan tried to push her from him as she reached for the waistband of his trousers, urging them from his body but failing miserably as Velkan fought with her. He finally run, but before he knew what he had done he had pushed her harshly, watching as she tumbled backwards, her head hitting the bedpost of the four post bed.

"Victoria," Velkan's guilt ate up at him as he saw her on the ground, grasping her head lightly.

Blinking profusely, she looked up to Velkan, frowning at him before realising her state of undress. She covered herself with haste as Velkan grabbed her discarded robe and she pulled it back onto her body, clearly herself.

"What happened?" Victoria wondered from him. "I remember…you…"

"I do not know," Velkan replied. "But he is inside of you, Victoria…controlling you…and I do not know how to make it stop. I do not know how to stop him from taking over your body."

Nodding, Victoria sunk on the side of the bed. "Perhaps he was right," she mused, her hands clasped together as she looked at Velkan. "Perhaps I will go to him willingly to stop him from destroying you."

"No," Velkan shook his head. "It will not come to that. We can forget what just happened."

"I do not know what just happened," Victoria exclaimed as Velkan sat next to her. "I just know that I felt something burn inside of me and I lost control. I wanted…the things I wanted…they were sinful, Velkan. So sinful…but I would never have acted on them even though I wanted them. It is like he can sense that and he takes control of me."

"What you want would not be sinful between man and wife," Velkan told her. "Believe me, Victoria, had you not have said his name I would have taken your body and I would not have stopped…had I have known…I should have known that was not you talking."

Shaking her head, Victoria dared to rest her head on his shoulder. "He's ruining us."

"No," Velkan replied. "He will not ruin us. I will see to it that he does not."

Even if that means marrying you and making you my own.

…..

A/N: Bit of a different chapter for you there, hence why the rating has gone up! Do let me know what you think!