Edgar -Part 7-
I wake up woozy,my head spinng. The room is dim, the sun setting behind the mountains. I sit up slowly, trying not to vomit as the room starts to spin. I look over to the window and see an older woman sitting in a chair reading. As I sit up, the bed squeeks and she looks up. "You're awake dear, how are you feeling?"
"I'm alright. Where is Victor?"
"He is with Miss Victoria in the dinning room having dinner. Or at least SHE is having dinner, he is just sitting there sulking. Would you like me to inform him that you are awake, or would you rather go down there and eat with them?" Dinner did sound good, I was starving from all that walking. "I can always bring you a plate. I can tell your hungry."
"How?"
"Your stomach was growling so loud, I was wondering when you were gonna wake up. A wolf always fallows his nose, especially with food. Now do you wish to join them, or am I to have a plate sent up? And make it quick, I do have other things I need to take care of before tomorrow morning." Even though her tone is stern, her face is warm and her voice soothing.
"I'll go downstairs." As I get up, she grabs a pile of clothes and brings them to me.
"Here, your old clothes were to soaked in blood to save, so miss Victoria has given you these. If you don't like them, too bad, this is all we have in your size. For now at least." She begins to dress me.
"I can do that for myself, thank you."
"Nonsense, It's a miracle you're even up, as much blood as you lost, but, then again look at what I am talking to."
"How much did I loose?"
"Enough that the mayor will be reaphoulstering his entire front hall and stairway."
"Oh, sorry." I look away from her. She flicks my forehead. "Ow! What was that for?"
"Quiet your whinning, Victors already caught hell from Miss Victoria! She blames him for taking such bad care of you."
"But Victor took great care of me, I wouldn't be alive right now, had it not been for him." A smile comes across her face.
"Well looks like we are all set to go." She steps back, and examines me. "Victor was right."
"About what?"
"You are a handsome young man." I look at myself, Victoria has given me a pair of black pants and new leather boots, a dark green shirt, and a black vest. "Need a little more meat on your bones though, but don't you worry, i'll take care of that in no time. Now come on, let's get some food in you." She gives me a cheary smile as I fallow her out into the hall. We walk past two men, pulling the carpet off the stairs. Almost all of it was gone. They stare at me as I walk past them. "What are you two staring at? Dont you have a job to do?" The two men return to their work as I continue to fallow her downstairs.
"So what is your name?"
"My name is Martha dear. I am in charge of the house staff. Right now I am in charge of Miss Victoria."
"Why, is she in trouble with the mayor?" I smile, trying to joke with her. Martha does not find this funny and turns, stopping in front of me.
"If you don't mind, please refrain from speaking about the missus like that, I won't be so nice next time. For your information, Miss Victoria is pregnant, seven months to be precise. The mayor has asked me to watch her while he is in town during the day, at night he watches her. She has a nasty habit of trying to do too much herself, and always hurts herself."
"A reckless vampire, I know one of them."
"Yes and they are twins, it's much worse when you get them together, well, here we are." She enters a beautiful dinning hall, brightly lit, she turns to a woman sitting next to Victor, his back to me. "Miss Victoria, our guest is awake and has decided to join us after all." Victor stands up and turns as his sister lifts herself out of her chair. They make their way over to me, both standing before me, As I look at Victoria, I find myself staring at a female Victor. Her hair the same fire red as Victors, her eyes, the same icy blue as his. Her face, her chin, her shouders, everything about her is identical to Victor. 'He wasn't kidding when he said twin sister'
"Hello my dear," Victoria comes up to me, I can see now that her features are actually softer than Victors, her eyes are also slightly darker than his. "I hope you are feeling better, you look better. You almost gave my brother a heart attack for a moment there." A large, toothy smile is on her face, I can see a hint of red, as the smell of blood reaches my nose. "Oh my you were right Victor, his eyes really are the most stunning shade of green."
"Yes, they are." I feel my cheeks blush as he tucks a strand of hair away from my face. "You need to eat, come, sit." He guides me to a seat next to him and I sit, as he and Victoria sit with me. Martha brings me a plate of boiled potatoes and what smells like roast pork. I dig in, not realizing how hungry I was untill just now.
"Oh my," I hear Victoria say. "he is a hungry pup, isn't he?" I blush and slow down, chewing my food. After four full plates, I am finally full. The first real meal I have had since, well...
"How was that, dear?" Martha asks me.
"Delicous."
"Good. At least now we know he is on the mends, you don't need to mope around the house any longer Victor." She and Victoria share a laugh at his expense. I can't help but to smile as I see the tips of his ears turn red as he starts to blush.
"Well you can't blame me for caring, can you?" He looks at me and my heart flutters as I turn back to my plate. The images of our night in the cave flash before my eyes, causeing my groin to ache at the thought of his touch. To feel him on top of me once again, bringing pleasure to every inch of my body as he does as he pleases. "So how are you feeling Edgar?"
"I'm fine, much better now, actually." I shake the images from my head.
"You look alot better, now that you've had a decent meal and sleep."
"He needs much more of it Victor, he is still to weak for anything rough." She gives him a stern look.
"I know, I wont do anything 'rough' just yet." He chuckles as I feel my entire face blush. 'Just how much more does he want from me?' Martha comes back into the room.
"The bath is all read, sir. Better hurry before it gets cold."
"Thank you, Martha." Victor stands up taking my arm and half lifts me out f my chair. "Come, you need a good soak to help you relax. You don't mind the water do you , pup?"
"Fuck you, bat." He simply laughs at me. We say good night to Victoria and Martha and go back upstairs, the two men on the stairs now gone, all of the carpet pulled up. We go back into what must be his room. The fire is now burning brightly, a large wooden tub now in front of it.
"Go ahead, it's all for you. I can help you, if you think you're, too weak." A smirk is on his lips now, as he tries to get his way again.
"No I can Handle it myself." I get undressed, placing my clothes on the bed. Once naked, I can feel Victors eyes on my body. I make my way over to the tub, testing it with my finger, the water is perfect. I slowly get in, sinking as low as I can untill the water is up to my chin. It feels so good against my scabs, I can smell some type of oils or perfumes in the water. No dought Victorias doing. My muscles seem to relax almost instantly. I dunk my head into the water, staying submerged for a few seconds then resurface. I open my eyes to see Victor standing by the tub.
"How is it?"
"Really nice. The water feels really good."
"Good." He gets a stool and sits behind me. "Here let me help you. I don't want you to strain yourself." He grabs a rag and starts to rub my neck and shoulders. I lean my head down, giving him more acsess. I bite my lip as he continues to bathe me. Protesting seemed rather pointless at this point. He nudges me slightly, leaning me forward as he scrubs the rest of my back, his breath making the hairs on the back of neck raise up. "How is this?" He wispers into my ear.
"Go-good. You have such a way with your hands."
"You've only felt the beginning, these hands can do anything you want them to." His voice is silky and seductive, I try to fight the temptation to give in, but quickly loose. I give in to Victor, letting him do as he pleases, again. He begins to kiss my neck as his hands come around to caress my chest. I bite my lip as he finds my nipple again. This time playing with both, tormenting me with pleasures I never imagined. He slides a hand down my stomach, stopping at my wound. After just a brief moment he continues down, diving deep for his treasure. His fingers are soon wrapped around my cock again. 'Why the fuck do I keep letting him do this to me?' That thought is quickly taken from my mind as he begins to stroke my shaft again, his teeth scrapping against my neck as his fangs begin to protrude. My knuckles turn white as I grasp at the edges of the tub. He picks up speed, using his free hand to turn my head, he begins to kiss me again, a sudden urgency in his actions. I return his kiss, wanting to fill his skin against mine as I tangle my hand into his hair. I want his body pressed against mine. In an instant, I am out of the tub and on the bed. He takes off his shirt and soon joins me. He grabs my hips, grinding against me as he begins to kiss more passionatly now, his urgency and need becoming more and more obvious. I trace my hands down his stomach, a patch of soft hair meets my fingers as I reach his buckle. He stops and looks into my eyes.
"C-Can I see you?" I ask, almost begging. "You've seen mine, it only seems fair." He gives me a lustfull smile as he unbuckles his pants. He slowly leads my hand into his pants, helping me pull out his already hard cock. He wraps my fingers around himself and begins to move my hand up and down the length of his shaft. I am at a loss for words as I try to take in what my eyes are looking at. 'I never imagined a vampire to be so, well, gifted.' He leans his head back slightly, I take the opportunity to kiss his neck, nipping at his skin slightly. He rolls over to lay on his back, pulling me with him. I continue to stroke his cock, going faster as he leans back, his breathing getting heavier. I begin to kiss my way down his neck, nuzzling into the soft patch of red on his chest, I continue my journey down. 'What the fuck am I doing?' I am between his knees. 'What the fuck am I doing here?' I begin to lick the length of him.
"Take it in your mouth. I want to see those plump lips wrapped around my cock." I do as I am told. I slowly take him into my mouth, almost gagging as the tip hits the back of my throat. His hand is in my hair as he moves my head up and down. "Mmm, thats right, just like that. Look at me." I look up at him, lust filling his eyes as I suck his cock. I go faster as he forces more of himself down my throat. "Fuck, Edgar, you have an amazing mouth. That's right please your master-" At these words I stop. Flashes of dark figures surrounding me, a dark voice echoes in my ears. 'That's right, please your master, you fucking mongrel!' I jump out of bed and quickly find my clothes, getting dressed. I hear Victor quickly getting up as I pull my pants up.
"Edgar, what's the matter? Did I say something wrong? Edgar look at me!" I grab my shirts and run for the door, tears now running down my face again. He is quickly on me, I fight to free myself. He pulls me against himself. I can feel his warmth against my back. "Edgar, please, look at me, What did I do?"
"Please...just go. Please,"
He embraces me and kisses my head. "If thats what you want, I will leave." He grabs his clothing and leaves without another word. I go back to the bed and lay down, burying my face in the pillows as I cry again. The haunting images of years past come flashing to my mind as the words echo in my head. 'Why did he have to say that? Of all the words he could have chosen, why those words?'
