Oh god I have to fix this.
FAST.
BTW i made a mistake in the last chapter... she was not wearing a black dress. She's NAKED.
Gah
P.S. : Shoysrock, I adore your pieces, they're so amazingly dark and painful. This one's dedicated to you!
Enjoy.
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Chapter 17: Red Eyed Demons
Terra let her longer talons scrape over the thin chested vampire beside her, letting him think she was ready for him.
To hell with that. She planned on sucking more of his blood- then ripping off his most precious organs, then killing him. And then she'd find the Count. Oh god.. what had she done? By her own words had she condemned him? Or was Dracula- Eleric, already planning it...
Her mind spun with the unanswered questions. Suddenly, a throbbing pain pressed on her mind, and she recoiled from it, horrified. Eleric was trying to destroy her from the inside.
"Troubled, my dear?"
Her eyes snapped up, black with barely controlled rage. Eleric leered down at her, staring at her pale skin. Terra blushed as she tugged her hair over her breasts. Eleric defied her attempts in a single swipe, her curls pulled back over her shoulders, baring her chest, neck and everything she wanted only one person to see.
Did she?
This revelation struck her.
She could not sleep with this vampire. No matter the price, or pain, she couldn't.
Not just because she'd be made his bride, but because she wanted to give her vampire 'virginity' ... only to a certain someone.
In her mind she accepted it now that her mortal qualms of life had gone. In eternity, she would be only to happy to live with someone as long winded as she would be.
But she didn't want to give up her freedom just yet.
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"No, master," she husked, allowing her eyes to glaze over. He seemed satisfied enough, turning away and pulling her closer to him as they walked- more like trotted down the hall.
"Well, don't worry.. we're almost where we need to be, my red haired vixen," he hissed seductively in her ear, and her stomach flipped.
Red haired vixen.
What about beautiful, good hearted, soulful dancer? Did none of her other qualities count? No, of course they didn't.
Nothing counted where he was concerned; only long stamina in bed and an amazing body.
What she felt for the count was different; alive.
If that made any sense to a now-dead person such as herself.
She tried to make her mind as blank as possible, knowing the sick creature clutching her upper arm in a taloned, curved hand would hear anything outstanding.
They crossed through a huge sunken doorway, delapitaded marked with long rows of gouges on both sides. Obviously, this room was used quite frequently.
Fear curdled in her stomach and she supressed a shudder.
As she stepped beyond the door, a dark presence swept over her, and she swung around, her eyes widening at the black shield now sitting directly in the doorway.
There was no escape.
The room was dark, long and littered with torn pillows, shattered glass and broken tables. At one end, the closest, there was a blood red sheet on a huge bed- one that she was not quite sure had been originally that colour...
Terra turned, fully ready to fight, but Eleric's claws dug into her pale skin, forcing her shoulders against the bed's top as she thrashed beneath him.
He bared his fangs in a feral grin, allowing her to struggle. He didn't care. All she was doing was arousing him more- he wouldn't stop until she was begging for death.. or release.
Whichever came first.
Eleric let his claws surge through muscle and stifled a groan at her screams of pain.
He moved quickly, tossing her further onto the bed- in a more favourable position. She struggled to get up but collapsed. He'd cut the muscles in her arms. Now she was really trapped.
Eleric caught her long hair in a taloned fist, yanking her face to his as her face tightened. His mouth descended on her fragile neck, inhaling her scent as her claws tore across his back.
He growled his fury; wrapping his hand around her wrists, he shoved them above her head. Eleric's grin had widened now, her sobs had subsided, and now her coal black eyes snapped furiously.
He could feel the heat coursing through his body at her defiance.
"This won't end quickly, little vixen," he hissed, foul, bloody breath pouring around her.
Terra cringed as she fought to heal; but she hadn't been trained properly. Damn it, she thought, fighting back another piercing attack on her mind.
What had she done to deserve this? Why-
Eleric's shirt was gone, his pants the only separation between them. Her chest tightened.
No- she couldn't- she'd drown in her own blood before she let him control her.
"Get off. You can't- do this," she snarled, knowing full well how pointless that statement was. Her eyes were brilliantly green now, luminous behind walls of terrified tears. He smiled, one hand sliding beneath her waist as he settled between her legs.
"I believe you'll find I can." Her hands balled into fists as his mouth sealed around hers, and his pants were discarded as well.
She let her mind fade as the first piercing pains coursed through her body. Her head fell back as fangs buried in her skin, joining the pounding pain inside of her.
His free hand pulled her legs around his waist, ignoring her thrashing as his passion mounted.
Terra screamed, her eyes closing as she reached out for the Count, but his mind was gone.
As if it had been erased.
All the colours around her bled into shadow- before her eyes closed and she abandoned her body as a shell; fading into unconsciousness.
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Bah I knowit sucks.
Deal with it.
I updated didn't I?
Well I might again tomrrow so keep the eyes peeled!!
Hadasah
