~Bite of Blindness~ Minyadagniriel

Ch 4: Pain

Once again…she awoke from her slumber. Why does it seem that every time he wants a 'snack' she winds up passing out afterwards? One of these days she was going to give him a piece of her mind.

She rolled off the mattress, noticing in the process that she was still naked. Couldn't he have at least covered her up when he finished? She tugged one of the sheets away from the mess of pillows and comforters and wrapped it around herself. She searched the air for the nearest wall and followed it around to the cabin door; hopefully her clothes were right where she left them in the bathroom.

Alucard must not have seen her when she emerged from the back bedroom and she was able to sneak into the bathroom. Yup, right where she left them. She quickly slid on the pair of jeans; unfortunately she would be going commando underneath.

Shit…that vampire bite on her boob was probably all dried blood now. She located the sink and ran the cool water, using her fingers to wipe off as much as she could. Nearby she found a towel and dried off her skin, it would have to do for now. She put on her green tank top. Cele emerged from the bathroom and back into the main cabin.

"Look who's back from the dead," said a very masculine voice. Cele recognized it to be her vampire 'friend'.

She rolled her eyes and touched the wall, guiding herself to the nearest piece of furniture and ignoring his snide remarks.

"What? Avoiding me at all costs?" he laughed.

Cele sighed, "If you must know, I'm angry."

"At me?" He relaxed into the sofa and crossed one leg over the other.

"Yes, you've been getting your way with me the last two days and frankly, I'm quite sick of it."

"Oh I see, you'd prefer that I let you have your way with me…" He smiled and quickly ducked, avoiding being hit with a desk lamp. "Temper, temper girl."

"You are ridiculous! So sick and perverted, how dare you think that way of me! You know for a fact that wasn't what I meant!"

"I just enjoy watching you get flustered."

He was going to pay one of these days, dearly. She flopped herself down in the closest chair to the wall, just his opposite. "So why haven't you decided to drag me out of this cabin? Usually by now we are searching the ship."

"I'm going to let the scum come to me, I'm sick of looking."

"That's all? Just waiting?"

"Did you have something else in mind?" His interest peaked.

"No," she replied plainly. Her hands settled on her lap and she just stare in his direction.

She must have purposely missed the joke and become slightly frustrated that the game was over. So he found another way to keep himself occupied. Alucard let his eyes meandered all over her body, stopping briefly at her neck. An outline of her vein appeared through the delicate skin, just begging to be bitten. Next they moved to the other side of her throat where he previously left a love bite. It was shrinking in size; her body was healing it.

Then his eyes fell to her breasts, two moderately sized globes, which he had the pleasure of viewing just hours ago. One large red stain had formed over the right swell and trickled down to her stomach. She obviously didn't know it and he wondered if he should say something…hmm…she would probably get dirty again anyways when they found that other vampire. Not to mention this trickling blood would make good bait. He decided not to say anything.

"Are you staring at me? It's way too quiet in here and I haven't heard you move in a few minutes."

"What if I am?" The game was on again and he fully intended to participate.

"I was just asking," she said.

"Well then, yes…yes I was staring at you."

"Okay…um…" She was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the situation.

"What's wrong, do I make you nervous?"

"Very." She began fussing with the shoulder strap of her top. The events from hours ago replayed through her mind. He was the first man to touch her in such ways, to make her feel emotions filled with eroticism. He was right, she had been cut off from the world because of her disability…but even though he was entirely after her life's essence, he made sure she felt good about it.

"I can read your inner turmoil girl."

"What would you know about it?" she snapped at him.

"I know you-"

Before he could finish the sentence, an explosion set off above them, taking out light fixtures, knocking furniture over, and completely destroying the ceiling. Cele fell out of her chair and to the ground; piles of broken wood surrounded her. Metal, nails, and shredded furniture from the upper deck lay about. She unburied herself from the dust and bits of ceiling.

"Vampire, what just happened?"

Alucard was already on his feet and he glanced down at Cele, "Looks like our friend has arrived…and it's a female, it must be my lucky day!" He grabbed her by the arm and helped her up, "Stay down here girl, I'm going to the top deck to confront this bitch." He put Cele into the back bedroom once again and closed the door. Then he leapt through the giant hole in the ceiling to the outside of the ship and landed perfectly on his feet.

The ship's deck was a mess. Chairs were thrown around and glass shattered.

"Hi there honey!" a very feminine voice called out, a strong southern accent tacked on with it.

Alucard looked up, there sitting in the crow's nest of the ship was his target. This vampire was dressed in blue denims, stained with the blood of her victims and a red halter-top. Over it she wore a long brown leather coat, which nearly touched the ground. She had dark brown locks topped of with a leather cowboy hat.

"Aha…so you're the one making all this fuss. I look forward to sending you to the underworld." He cackled and a retrieved Casull from his coat. "A sexy bitch like you should only need one round."

"Awe sugar, why don't you come play a little with me first?"

"I like the sound of that, missy. You're just my type too!" Alucard pointed his revolver at her and squeezed the trigger.

The vampires leapt from the crow's nest, the bullet missed her, "I see you're a quick shot, not much fun for your previous lovers," she said trying to taunt him.

"You'd be surprised bitch." He shot at her once again.

She rolled to the ground to avoid another bullet and got back to her feet, "It'd be a much friendlier game if we knew each other's name, don't you think?" She drew what looked like a derringer from inside her coat.

Alucard let his gun drop a few inches, "It would only be polite, ladies first." He cracked a smile and adjusted his sunglasses with the other hand.

"Nadia. Your name good sir?"

"Alucard," he replied, still smiling, "Now that we're done with introductions, how about I cut to the chase and blow your head off as planned?"

"Or we could just cut to the chase, that is my favorite part," she said and tossed a handful of ammunition at him, "Goodbye handsome." She quickly shot her derringer, letting the bullet fly and strike the others that she had thrown. The rounds exploded close to Alucard's face but he was able to dodge it.

"A shot like that would never do enough damage to faze me," he shouted at her, "Seems to me that you are as weak as your associate."

Nadia chuckled, "My associate was pitiful, he couldn't control his urges and he got himself killed. That shot was a warm up, I hope you're prepared to face the heat of my shotgun." She reached into her overcoat once again and revealed a sawn-off shotgun.

"That is a close range weapon, good luck hitting me with that," he teased.

"Don't you worry sugar, getting up close and personal is my specialty."

"I'll bet it is. I haven't been this entertained in a long time."

Alucard took off in a run along the edge of the ship, firing several shots at his adversary. She was busy jumping from ledge to ledge, all the shots missing and she landed perfectly balanced on the top of a flagpole.

"You're a nimble little creature, I'll give you that."

"Much obliged," she said playfully, "But I have one more toy up my sleeve that I'd like to show you." She pulled aside her overcoat to reveal several sticks of dynamite attached to the belt of her jeans.

"So that's how you've blowing holes in the ship."

"I've saved these especially for you, sweetness."

He pulled the Jackal out from his coat, "I've also got another friend for you to meet."

"That's mighty nice of you, but those little pistols aren't gonna save you." She yanked a lighter from one of her pockets and pulled a stick loose. She lit the fuse and held it for a few seconds, "Now hold still please, it will be less painful if the blow disintegrates you." She threw the stick at him and watched as it blew up. The dust cleared and there was no sign of her plaything anywhere. "There's a real gentleman," she mused at his supposed obedience.

She leaped down from the flagpole and glanced into the hole that was left behind, "Such a shame too, he's so handsome!"

"Then my good looks mustn't go to waste by elimination."

Nadia turned around and there was her toy, he'd somehow gotten out of range of the explosion without her knowing. Alucard smirked and pointed the Jackal at her, firing two rounds right into her chest. She fell backwards in pain, clutching at the wounds.

She put on a brave face, "Now that wasn't very nice…" Quickly she retrieved her shotgun and sent an array of bullets directly into his face and he too stumbled backwards. "Payback's a bitch and so am I."

Alucard lay crumpled on the ground for a moment but he began laughing at this predicament. Two vampires, two guns each, trapped together on a ship. He pulled himself to his feet, laughter turning into a high-pitched cackle. His face was healing itself. "You are fun…I'm going to enjoy killing you slowly."

Nadia, still bleeding all over, got to her feet with her weapon and ran in the opposite direction. She needed to put some distance between them if she was going to take him out. She ripped another stick of dynamite from her belt and fused it. She held it for a moment and tossed it over the side of the ship, it exploded close to the hull.

He had regenerated most of his face and took off after her. A few seconds of running and he suddenly felt the ship shudder. He heard the explosion. She was going to sink the cruise liner! He only had so much time to catch her.

Below deck, Cele panicked when she heard a set of explosions ring out. She left the back bedroom and felt her way through the messy living room until she located a long stretch of metal leading to the deck of the ship. She climbed it to see if she could reach the top and pull herself out. Since there were explosions happening, she did not want to get pinched below a bunch of debris in case the ship sank. Her best bet would be to stay at the highest point of the ship.

Above on deck, Nadia threw another stick at the stern, sending another gaping hole halfway down. When the ship started to go under, it would tilt sideways making it sink faster.

Alucard finally caught up to her as she finished up the last stick. "Looks like you're out of ideas, Nadia."

"Not quite, you're within range sugar." She pointed her gun at him once again.

"Come now, you did this before and it didn't have the affect you hoped it would." He planted his feet firmly and waited for the shot.

She aimed between his eyes and pulled, but…nothing happened. Her eyes widened when she tried to shoot once again and still…nothing. "Fuck…"

Alucard sensed her annoyance, "I may have considered that if you weren't a blood thirsty murderer."

She dropped her shotgun to the ground, now she only had her derringer.

"I'll bet you used up most of your ammunition on the crew, am I right?" he asked.

Nadia looked away.

"Thought so, I recommend carrying additional rounds next time, though…there won't be a next time for you." He stepped towards her but she reacted by pulling out the derringer, "Trust me, you can't win with such a small gun."

She stepped back, "Honey, this ship is going down. There's nowhere for you to go and my soul is prepared to go to hell. How is yours!"

Every step he took forward, she would take another backward. She fired the last shots of her derringer until it clicked empty. Alucard closed in on her, "You like every other vampire I've killed have been naught but a nuisance, killing mercilessly and creating ghouls left ad right. Therefore my job is to keep the balance between the living and the undead." He grabbed hold of Nadia's wrist, forcing the gun to fall from her hand and he yanked her into his chest, "Now you die…"

Nadia screamed as she felt a sharp pain stab through her belly. He'd shoved his arm all the way through her, leaving a large wound in is wake. Her blood spilled down her legs and onto the deck and her faced contorted into what looked like aphrodisia.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" he said with satisfaction, "You know you look like a human who's about to be fucked silly when you have that expression on your face. I admit you're one of the prettier ones I've had to kill."

She grunted and threw her head back; her cowboy hat fell off and landed on the ground with a gentle thump. Alucard had to hold her weight up when she lost her balance. He removed his hand from her belly and let it wander up over her chest and to her throat. Her flesh was exposed, such easy access when ladies wore halter-tops. His bloodied hand smeared the coppery fluid all over her chest and he lowered his face to her skin, sinking his teeth in. He drained her of all strength until her body felt like a limp doll.

Flames spouted around the two of them and he materialized multiple arms. They encased Nadia's body into darkness. Alucard never released her until she was engulfed in black flame. She began to dissipate into his being, becoming another one of the several thousand familiars he held within himself.

She was gone…

Alucard knew he now needed to get off the ship. It was sinking fast and Cele was still back in the cabin below deck. He looked to his left, where Nadia's hat had fallen off and he picked it up.

He rushed back to the other end of the ship where he left the girl. Somehow she managed to climb out of the cabin through the hole. He scared the hell out of her when he caught her arm.

"What the hell! Where are we going now?" she asked.

"Quiet…we're getting off this clunker." He looked around, trying to find a lifeboat or raft.

"What?"

"We're sinking…"

"Oh shit…did you feel like you needed another challenge?"

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Nightfall…nine p.m…

"Any sign of the ship?"

"No ma'am, we're flying within fifty miles of where the ship was last located on radar."

Integra and Walter had been flying around for hours trying to find the doomed ship. No luck, they flew with the current expecting to come across some wreckage or even a few bodies.

Knowing her subordinate, he probably cleared the ship of all the undead and Integra would be the one to let the authorities know that none survived. She was dozing off while looking out her window; it's been four hours…

Another hour passes…

"Sir Integra, I believe we finally found something."

Integra leaned forward in her seat pulling her headset off, "What is it?"

"Due north, I believe that is a flare."

"Head towards it Walter."

They expected to see a large cruise liner in the distance, but instead they found a small lifeboat and Alucard holding the flare gun. There was someone else with him; it was a girl.

The chopper hovered over the boat for a moment and then lowered a cable. Alucard grabbed hold of the thick cable and grabbed Cele around the waist, "Hold tight."

Cele held onto him around the shoulders and the two of them were lifted up.

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The next day…sixteen hours of flying across the ocean…

Walter was escorting Cele down to Sir Integra's office. She was expecting this woman to send her back home, though she had no caretaker anymore, that was Robyn's job and she didn't have any family to look after her.

Cele was seated inside a large room and left alone until this Integra person appeared. She cleared her throat and listened as her voice echoed throughout the space. Only moments passed by when the vampire Alucard joined her, he fazed himself through a wall. Sir Integra followed shortly after, closing the door to her study and taking her seat at the large desk.

"So, Miss Cele Johnston is it?" More a statement than a question, "Alucard's told me all about you."

Cele did not want to talk but she did answer all of Integra's questions. It almost seemed like an interrogation. It was the same old, same old in some cases. Who was her previous caretaker, did she have any relatives, etc. She was also asked to keep Alucard's existence in confidence in addition to her experience. There were to be no witnesses, whether they could see or not.

"You may stay here until arrangements have been made Miss Johnston. Walter has prepared a room for you, please make yourself comfortable and enjoy your stay," Integra said kindly.

"I appreciate it ma'am. Thank you."

Walter returned to assist Cele and bring her to her new room. It was really nice from what she could tell; the bed was huge and covered with satiny pillows. There was very little furniture inside that she could bump into; simple and easy to get around, one armchair and a table at the other end of the room. Integra also instructed Walter to provide a new wardrobe for her since she was still clad in her bloodied clothes.

After a long, luxurious bath and a fresh set of pajamas, Cele flopped onto the bed and let her body sink into the soft mattress. "Wow, this woman is so lucky to have everything," she said aloud and she buried her face in one pillow.

In the early morning hours, Cele shuttered in her sleep and woke herself up. She rolled over to get into another comfy position and tried to fall back asleep. Lately she'd been sleeping so much that it was just impossible. She spent the next hour tossing and turning until deciding to give up.

She sat up on the mattress and climbed out of bed, deciding to make a stop to the restroom if she could remember where it was. Not wanting to wake Walter for assistance, she used the walls as her guide and guessed her way to the bathroom. She found it after several minutes, but it took a lot of work. The problem she had now was how to get back, it was such a huge mansion and she couldn't remember how many corridors she passed through.

"Shit…" she muttered under her breath. Oh well, she may as well explore a bit; someone would eventually come across her.

She was dead wrong…two hours of wandering had gone by and she became frustrated, stopping halfway down a hall and sliding to the floor. "I'm so sick of this…"

"What are you sick of?"

Cele froze for a second and then realized that the vampire found her, "Oh it's you, you scared me."

"I have been known to do that. Tell me what you're doing out in the halls alone…"

"I just went to a restroom and…um…"

"Got lost?"

"Yes."

"Then I shall return you to your room so you may get some rest."

"I can't sleep, so it's pointless to go back there."

Alucard scratched his chin, "I see, well everyone besides me are asleep. If you wish to stay up all night, then come with me."

"Huh? Where?"

He reached for her hand and helped her up, "Downstairs."

"Okay I guess."

Alucard escorted her down many passages. She would have been really lost if not for him.

"It's getting cold." She shivered against him.

"Yeah, that tends to happen in the basement."

"The basement? Why are we going down here?"

"This is where I stay and it will prevent us from disturbing anyone while we talk." He pushed open a creaky door and let her go in first.

Cele kept one arm out in front of her as she went inside, making sure she didn't bump into anything but she made an oversight and nearly fell over a large piece of furniture.

"Careful now," Alucard said.

"What did I hit? It's awfully low to the ground to be a coffee table." She touched the object; it was very long and smooth, made of wood.

"It's not a coffee table, that my dear is my resting place…a coffin."

Cele's hands flew away from the coffin; "There's no corpse in there right?"

He chuckled, "No, nothing like that. In fact, the interior is quite nice, want to touch?"

"Um…I think I'll pass."

"Come on, I promise it won't bite."

"But you might…"

"What can I say, I'm a vampire." He lifted the lid of his "bed" and put it aside, "Come on, you know you want to."

"Okay fine, just for a second." She placed her hands inside the carved wooden frame and her fingers were met with satin, just like her bed upstairs.

"Nice isn't it?"

"It's not as bad as I expected. I thought it would be a hard surface loaded with spikes or something."

"What kid of vampire stories have you heard?" he asked, a bit of sarcasm in his voice.

"Not many."

"So let's rewind," he said, "You didn't answer my question upstairs."

"What question?" She knelt down and rested on her haunches.

Alucard replaced the lid to his coffin, "I asked 'What are you sick of'."

"Oh that, well I was just so angry upstairs about getting lost in the mansion and I said I was sick of being blind. If I could have vision like everyone else, then I wouldn't need a guide. I want my own independence and I think I'd give up anything just to have it."

One his eyebrows raised, "Anything huh?"

"Yes," she replied. She fell onto her bottom and stretched her legs out in front of her, "To be able to see, what a dream."

Alucard could understand, humans tended to want the things they didn't already have, but for her, it wasn't a material possession. She wanted freedom from a cage…to be able to do things on her own. That wasn't a selfish wish. He had one idea in mind that could possibly help but…would she be willing to give up one cage for another?

He touched her shoulder and pushed her down to the floor so she was flat on her back.

"What are you doing?" she asked, a hint of fear overcoming her.

"Relax."

"Why? What are you doing?" she asked again and she shoved his hand away.

He crawled on top of her, "Would you really give up anything for that dream?"

She pushed at his chest, "I told you, yes I would, now please get off me."

Instead of her request, she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her waist and a pair of lips crashed over hers. She squealed and turned her head to the side, separating their lips, "What is wrong with you! This is the third time you've gotten fresh! Do you have a fetish for this?"

"I like feeding off of helpless girls."

"So that's what this is all about, taking advantage of my disability? I can't believe I agreed to come down here with you! You're just a horrid-"

Alucard quickly covered her mouth, "Enough talk. This has nothing to do with taking advantage of you. This time Cele, I want you to trust me."

Cele stopped struggling, he's never called her by name so tenderly before. Something was different about him. By now he would have a million arms holding her down and wickedly biting her in some random place on her body.

"Trust me, okay?"

She sighed and closed her eyes, there was something about his voice…his words repeated over and over in her head…

Trust me…Cele…trust me…

Her head slumped to one side and all of her muscles relaxed. When he was sure she was completely surrendered to his hypnosis, he let his hand fall from her mouth. She didn't scream or call for help. Her eyes were half closed, but she would be able to respond to everything he did.

While she lay there on the floor, he backed off of her and removed his fedora and coat, tossing them aside in a heap on the floor. He returned to covering her body with his own; the backside of his hand caressed her cheek and it slithered down to the collar of her nightshirt. He unclasped the first button and then followed suit down the remainder of her top. In between buttons he kissed every bit of flesh he exposed. His tongue traveled down her belly, moving aside the cotton fabric, as he tasted. She wore nothing underneath; her breasts rose and fell with every breath. They turned a light shade of red, flushing from his affections.

He'd already seen her nude once but never got the chance to explore her fully. He ignored her breasts for now and went straight for her pajama bottoms, gently pulling the waistband down and making sure to catch her panties as he slid them off.

His clothes followed hers and he tossed them all on top of his coat before showering her with kisses along her hips. She squirmed a little, but not too much.

In Cele's mind, she was totally aware of what he was doing and could feel every touch, kiss, and caress…but she wasn't able to act out unless he gave her permission. She wanted him to touch her, but at the same time…she wanted to run away. His hands were so cold, but so gentle. The trance she was kept in was getting stronger.

Alucard nuzzled even lower on her body, just shy of the triangle of curls. Her mouth opened slightly, letting out her ragged breaths; anticipation was steadily growing. Next thing she knew Alucard was backing away even further and he separated her legs into a bent position.

Cele let out a tiny moan, her voice barely worked. Every squeak…every cry…was a terrible burden for her. Her arms were the same; he must not want her to do anything just yet. She could feel him lifting her legs up, what was he up to?

Alucard shifted his weight so he faced her most delicate possession. Her legs were balanced over his shoulders and his hands were wrapped around her thighs.

She gasped, 'oh god' was the first thought that came to mind.

"Be still Cele, I think you'll enjoy this very much," he reassured her.

She lay unmoving and waited for him. Then she felt it…a warm and wet muscle penetrated her core, licking at her insides. Trance or no trance, she could barely take and she whimpered and arched her back. It was like a thousand feathers tickling away at her cervix. His hands held her squirming legs; she wanted so desperately to squeeze out of his grasp.

The heat coiled and rotated throughout her body; she produced so much that Alucard had to stop. His chin dripped with her fluids and he wiped away the excess. She was plenty ready for what he was about to do next. His face returned to the apex of her legs and he carefully inserted two fingers to keep her under as much pleasure as possible.

Cele moaned and whispered several inaudible things. But the voice inside her head was much louder; it drowned out her inner thoughts.

Relax…relax…

It spoke the same words to her as Alucard faced her left thigh. His fingers teased the roof of her canal, looking for that one sweet spot that all women had. When he found it and she cried out, he quickly bit down on her inner thigh, puncturing the skin and letting her blood seep into his mouth once again. He rubbed vigorously at her insides and soon enough, his thumb joined the party by pressing at her clit, sending a flood of passion down her spine.

The blood flowed freely, much faster than before. She was so hot, that her blood almost resembled a mug of boiling water. However, this time around, he would not be stopping until he drained her of all her blood.

Cele lay there in utter ecstasy, trying so hard to writhe or make some form of movement to help with the pleasurable torture he inflicted on her. Something else began to flood her mind and she could feel a tingling sensation around her eyes, so she shut them. Was this what it was like to be made love to? Could she really let him take her on that road? She asked herself many questions, but no answers came with them. Her head was overcome with a thousand emotions and she swore she could see a beautiful sight…for the first time ever. A beam of light that shined down on her…it was so beautiful. Was this what people referred to as the great gates? She closed her eyes, but the image remained…until…until…it disappeared and she blacked out.

The blood flow began to slow; it was almost complete. Alucard finished off her entire life force and her legs now draped to either side of his head. He removed his fingers from her body and released her thigh from his teeth. Now he needed to work quickly before she actually died. He bit down hard on his tongue until he could taste blood and he moved up to her head. With one hand he separated her lips and the other held her skull from the floor. He covered her mouth with his and let his tongue push into it. The cut he created bled heavily and the red liquid drained down her throat. It pooled in the pit of her stomach; her body absorbed it.

At first she didn't respond to him, so he stroked her cheeks and spoke to her telepathically.

Cele suddenly found herself being pulled away from those two beautiful gates. That same voice…

Come back to me…come back to me Cele…

Her eyes slowly fluttered open, but because the room was so dark, Alucard knew she still wouldn't be able to see anything at this stage. He then released her from the trance.

In an instant her arms flew up around his neck and she gasped, "What just happened to me? I swore I saw a picture for the first time but I know it wasn't real."

Alucard touched her face, "Don't worry about, you'll spoil the moment."

She closed her eyes again, relaxing in his embrace and she still felt the exotic aftermath from his ministrations. She couldn't help it when she raised her lips to his and kissed him.

There was no argument from him as he returned the gesture. He let his full body weight down on her and she could feel his arousal pressing into her lower belly. It didn't matter anymore…her fears, her loneliness, and the disability. All that mattered was this moment. She separated her legs underneath him and he fell between. His erection was so close to her…just centimeters.

Alucard felt a twinge of guilt for putting her in this situation and he tried to back off, but she held him tightly.

"Cele…"

"Don't back away…please…" she begged.

"But…"

"Stay…" she whispered into his ear. Her voice was heavy with lust and she wouldn't let him go. "Stay…"

"This is what you want? There will be no turning back," he said.

"I'm certain."

Alucard did something he hadn't done in over five hundred years; he took a breath, filling his lungs with the unnecessary burst of oxygen and he plunged his length into her. Cele cried out, tears formed in her eyes. He gave her no time to adjust, but it wasn't needed. The pain dulled as fast as it was brought on.

She let him create the pace and when she gained some confidence, she responded with moving her hips to meet his. Her fingers tangled into his hair, she raked her nails gently across his skull. Her orgasm built up; the fires relit within her belly.

He was also coming to his end. Her scent was intoxicating and did a number on his senses. He pushed into her harder, wanting her to release first.

She couldn't hold it back any longer; she wanted to let the boiling pot spill over.

Alucard had only a few seconds. He leaned down to her ear, "I want you to scream my name…"

Cele was panting heavily, her body flushed red, and her lower belly was churning faster and faster…

Scream for me Cele…scream my name…

The fires lapped at her, the storm clouds were darkening, and she felt like she was suffocating…the only thing she could do to break free…

At the top of her lungs…the peak of her orgasm, she screamed out loud…

"DRACULA!"

He laughed hard at her bellowing voice, not from humor, but the fact that she was the first to refer to him under that name in centuries. He then released his orgasm into her, enjoying the feel of her contracting walls. They squeezed and milked him for every drop of seed. He stopped all movement and looked down at his partner. Instead of seeing a lustful, tired woman…he saw a pair of red glowing eyes and a partially opened mouth. He had a visual of her teeth, as expected, they'd grown. Seconds after, her eyes closed once again and she fell asleep.

Alucard lifted himself away from her body and picked her up bridal style. He would have a lot of explaining to do in the morning…err whenever she woke up next.

To be continued…

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Holy crap, the longest chapter yet! Comments / constructive criticism welcome. Happy reading!