The Vampire

Chapter nine

She was awaken by kisses on her shoulder, opened her eyes and noticed it was still dark outside. She turned around in his arms to look into the eyes of this stranger. He gazed at her eyes and said. Maybe I should introduce myself. I am count Sebastian Dumont and you Christina are mine. She was speechless then he took her lips into his again. His hands stroking her. She could feel the hard pulsating shaft against her and knew there was more to come. She yielded to him and he rolled her over striding him and say lesson number two my dear. She gasped as she felt herself being lowered upon him and new sensations grew.

The morning light broke through the curtains. She woke up and felt sore yet happy. She turned over to see that the bed was empty. Suddenly she sat up and saw him standing on the patio he was magnificent. He was everything she could have imagined. She wanted more of him and all of him. She wanted him to teach her more she was eager. She said in a soft voice. Sebastian? He turned around and saw her sitting in his bed. Naked, beautiful, her hair all around her flowing like a stream. He walked in. I should send you home my dear. They will miss you if you are not there. I think your parents are due home today he said. How did you know? She replied. I told you I know all before I take my prey. Now get dressed. I have brought a gown for you to wear. And I shall send you home. And come for you when the night falls. With that he walked out of the bedchamber leaving her in bewilderment.

Christina slowly entered her room and crept into her bed. Knowing that Jill would soon knock on her door to wake her. To her luck no one was awake when she slipped in through the servant's entrance and sneaked up to her room. She had not been caught. And hoped that no one saw her.

Jill tapped on the door. And peeked in, miss are u awake. Yes I am Jill, Christy answered. Miss I am sorry I left you alone last night. But I got distracted. Do not worry Jill, all was fine. Yes miss. You parents should be here by nightfall. Yes, sighed Christy heavily. She knew that and somehow dreaded It. She wanted to see Sebastian again and did not know how she was going to. She missed his touch, the way he made her feel. The burning sensation between her thighs was a reminder of last night. Christy fetch me my gown, I would like to have breakfast in the gardens today. Yes miss.

Having breakfast alone was a normal thing to Christy. Her parents were always away somewhere. And she was used to being home alone. But now her thoughts were only filled with one thing. Sebastian. She wondered if he thought of her too. The night they shared. What he did to her. She must be mad. As he said she was his prey. But what did he mean.

He sat in his study, thinking of her. The way she opened to his touches. Why didn't he bite her he thought? He could have turned her and she would always be his. But something about her made him lost, was it her innocence, was it the way she looked? He did not know. This Christy was to be his end he thought or his beginning.

Alone in her room now Christy lay on her bed. She had just showered and lay there naked. She felt an ache between her legs just by the thought of Sebastian.. Her fingers trailed a path over her breasts and down her stomach reaching that throbbing ache. She immediately stopped. Wondering this is not what good girls did. But yet she was tarnished, she had lost her virginity it was gone. Then found her fingers trailing down again this time caressing herself. Making her ache more. She needed Sebastian.

Chapter ten

Dressed and waiting on the patio she heard hooves and a carriage approaching. Her parents had arrived. She ran out to meet them. Papa she bowed her head as he was the first to emerge then he extended a hand out to help his wife descend. Mama she said. And ran to hug her mum. But something was always missing in the hug; her mother had never given her the affection needed. Hello Christy dear. Was her mothers reply. Slowly retreating Christy said there is tea ready in the study, for you. And walked behind her parents.

Night fell. Christy opened her patio doors letting the cool air breeze in. she leaned over the rail and sighed. Where is he? He said he would come for me. But how. She looked down. Her window high above the ground. No way in and she could not got out. She looked at the wide land of their estate darkness around. The garden lit but little torches. Maybe she should take a walk.

Perched on her roof, a growl in his throat, he smelled her scent coming from the patio. Then he waited. Waiting for the right time to enter the house. When all the lights were out. And no one would be awake. Then he spotted her. A dark figure in the garden walking towards the maze. Spread his long cloak and flew down in-between the maze. Waiting for her.

She heard a rustle. Must be a field mouse, she giggled. There were known to emerge at this time of the night to feed. Walking into the maze, knowing at the other end was a bench she could sit and relax on. No one would find her here. They were all sleeping. And she would not be bothered.

He waited knowing she was near. His heart thumping, his groins aching. She made him feel different he had never felt like this before.

She rounded the last bush of the maze then she screamed, but it was muffled for a hand flew to her mouth before it could be heard. Then she opened her eyes and saw him, Sebastian she whispered, kissing his palm. The removed his hand to replace it with his lips drawing her into his body. Melting herself against him she returned his kisses, slightly moving her body against his, she could feel the heat of his shaft. When the kiss finally ended, she said but how? How did you get in here? He laughed lightly and said my dear Christy nothing shall keep me away from you. I told you I would come for you tonight. Now come I have missed you far too much to let words take up our time. It is time for lesson three.

They walked side by side till they reached the bench. Do not sit dear, bend over the bench. I want to taste you first. With no fear but wondering Christy bended over the bench, waiting to see what Sebastian had in mind for her. then she felt it, a cool breeze upon her legs....his hands were there, touching her, his lips kissing her legs, her thighs, then she felt his hands on her wetness, caressing. She moaned. Spreading her legs wider, giving him more room. Yes! He whispered huskily as he kissed her; spread them for me my dear.

Then suddenly the feeling was gone, she gasped and he was leaning against her touching her breasts with one hand while the other dipped low to her folds caressing probing. His lips at her neck, kissing, sucking lightly, the urge in him to bite her was too much. He had to concentrate on something else.

Her moans deepening her hips rocking to the feeling of his probing fingers, she shivered and held more tightly against the hand of the bench. Whispering Sebastian please I need to feel you in me now.

Chapter eleven

That was all he needed to hear, for his shaft was about to burst, his hands leaving her to open his breeches, springing his shaft free. He then placed two hands on her hips, rubbed his shaft between her lovely bottom, making her feel him and squirm. Then he set it lower between her folds and with one hard push, penetrated her with much more she bit upon her lower lip to avoid screaming. Hard pulsating inside her, he let her feel him then he began to rock gently, then harder and harder, the animal in him set lose.

Her body rocking, this new hard feeling making her want more, and more, as if he was possessed he was taking her. She moaned and moaned and begged and thrashed her head as he drove harder, deeper, and fiercer into her. Her knuckles turning white from gripping the bench. More she begged.

The more she begged the more he wanted. He could not control himself, his urge to bite her, his urge to fill her all his urges were concentrated on that probing and taking her harder. His body beating wildly against her, taking her harder, making her scream, feeling her walls tighten around him. She was going to climax, she knew it and she felt he was about too, her moans turned into deeper ones, she felt it coming, it was time. Then his urge to spill his seed came, he grabbed her hips harder his fingers digging into her flesh, his probing faster, he spilled his seed and she climaxed with him.

His panting so hard Sebastian could not believe what he had done, without removing himself from her, his hands left her hips to hold her waist fearing she would fall, he leaned his head upon her back.

Her breath coming out short, unable to speak she let herself lose into his arms. Feeling the comfort, she had been yearning for. Then she whispered, Sebastian.

He pulled out of her, and turned her to him; barely walking two steps he sat upon the bench and placed her on his lap. Shhh!! He said. Kissing her lips, arms wrapping around her, we will talk when we both can.

They remained in embrace for what seemed like ages. Then finally he said, Christy my dear, my Christy. What do you do to me? She lifted her head to gaze into his eyes. Sebastian it is you who does to me. How long are we to remain seeing each other in such a manner?

Don't worry my dear; he kissed her lips all will be over soon. You shall be mine. Now I must leave and you must rest. We shall meet again tomorrow night. I shall come for you.

With that she kissed his lips, he set her aside on the bench and walked into the maze and disappeared.

Chapter twelve

As Duke James Le Conte rode his carriage to meet his future bride, he looked upon his past. He knew this bride brought him many gifts one of them was that she had wealth and he needed some.

Duke James Le Conte was a middle aged man of 39. Not married before yet had a reputation of being seen at whore houses, and around the wrong people. None of his parents were alive and he was the soul heir to what was left of his father's wealth. For gambling and traveling was in the duke's nature.

He was handsome and had a scar on his left cheek. Said to be given to him by a fight in a gambling house. The Duke had many dark secrets, he needed this bride desperately and he had heard that she was a beauty too. What a way to go James he thought. Two birds with one stone. He would use this gift occasionally and then return to his loved ones at the whore houses. For Angelina the hostess of the whore house had given him many pleasures, and he could not wed her, for she was just a whore. A means for him to fulfill his many desires.



Chapter thirteen



Christy woke up early, her body aching of the nights pleasures. Then suddenly there was a knock at her door and Jill burst in. misses she said her eyes full with news. What is it Jill? Tell me! What happened? Misses, Jill knelt by her bed. I overheard your parents talking the duke is on his way today. You shall be wed before nightfall, tears dropping down Jill's eyes.

Duke James Le Conte? Christy asked. Yes misses. Was the tearful answer of Jill? Help me get dressed at once I need to speak to my parents. This cannot be!

Dressed and running down the stairs into her parents study, Christy burst open the doors. Mama, papa? What is this I hear? The duke is on his way here today, and I shall be married before nightfall? Not it was Christy's turn to have tearful eyes.

Yes daughter, was the plain and ruthless answer of her father. Your mother and I have discussed this and since we travel a lot it is not fair to leave you at home all alone. So it is in your best interest if you marry today and leave with the duke after the wedding.

NO! Was Christy's cry, please no.

You shall do as told! Daughter! And I do not want to hear another word about it. Everything has been arranged. You have known that you will marry the duke and you have been avoiding it. But now it is time and I shall not have any disobedience from you. Do I make myself clear? Was her mother's remark.

Christy's head bent for the floor. Yes mama. Her tears trickling down her face. I shall do as told. With that Christy turned and walked towards the door.

Now that is a good girl. Were her father's last words before she shut the door behind her.

Up in her chamber, Christy laid upon her bed crying and sobbing, she loved Sebastian what was she to do, she could not leave the mansion in the daylight they would catch her; she did not know how to reach him, Oh! God what was she to do?

Jill moving about the room speechless, packing her mistress's belongings, wondering how parents could be so cruel as to just wed their only daughter off, but they never cared for her, Jill had noticed. Her poor mistress, she could not help her now. No one could.

Laying out the dress for her mistress, the duke, the priest had arrived and she was to bed ready for her wedding. Christy slowly emerged from the tub, drying herself off, as if she was in a different world, she dressed and got ready for what seemed like her funeral.

The wedding was fast and seemed painless, but Christy's heart was being ripped apart. Her luggage was already packed and ready for them to leave to the duke's home about a 3 hr drive away.

Chapter fourteen

The ride was over, they reached their destination and Christy viewed the house. It was lovely; alas it belonged to this heartless man. The duke descended then held his hand out for his bride. Eyeing her with hunger, he knew she was a beauty and she would be all his, a virgin treat, then he would discard her in the house and return to his harlots and gambling while she gave him heirs.

The front door was opened and a plump maid stood there. Good day ma'am she said. I am Mrs. Hammond, and this is she turned to a frail maid standing beside her, Jolene your maid, and escort ma'am. Hello Jolene, was Christy's simple reply. I shall lead you to your room ma'am.

Walking behind the maid, silently, looking around at the beauty and vastness of the house. She reached a chamber door, ma'am your room, she opened the door to a lovely room, lit by the sun, a huge yet lovely bed stood there covered with peach satin. And by the side she saw a connecting door and she flinched, it must be the connecting door to the Duke's room. Christy thought.

She was interrupted by Jolene saying; I drew your bath ma'am. I assumed you wanted to bathe before supper. Thank you Jolene that will be wonderful.

As Christy soaked in her bath, Jolene proceeded to arrange and unpack her clothes. Dreading the night to come, shivers ran all over her skin, creating goose bumps of disgust.

Dressed and ready for dinner, she descended the stairs leading to the huge dinning room and found her husband sitting at the top of the table while her chair was at the far other end. Such intimacy she thought. Good evening she said as the duke rose to walk over to her and help her into her chair. Good evening was his reply. I trust all is to your satisfaction dear? Yes thank you she replied.

They ate dinner in silence, no one spoke. Christy imagined herself back at home eating all alone again and she simply enjoyed the tasteful meal. As dinner ended sweets and fruits were passed. And they ate and the duke simply said dear will you retire to your room after supper. Please.

Her heart jumped and she felt a sudden fear. Keeping her eyes in her plate she simply said yes sir I shall. Very good was his ruthless remark.

In her room, Christy changed into a simple white nightgown. Not any of those bought for this night, she did not want the duke craving her as he looked at her, and she wanted him appalled by it.

Then the knock on the connecting door came, she sat upright in her bed and held the covers closely beneath her chin, the knob turned and the duke entered. Dressed in a light green robe, he eyed her there, and simply said I am here to claim my prize. Your virginity!

Shocked, scared, on the brink of crying, Christy just looked and him and wanted to scream. He neared the bed so quickly she tried to flee but his hands caught her arm and pulled her back. My dear, you run from your husband? And with that he threw the blanket off yanking it from her grasp. What a horrid night gown. And will not be missed. He took the hem of it and ripped it from her body, leaving her bare to his eyes. Then he came over her, taking her lips and Christy could taste the liquor on his breath, she tried to turn away but one had held her face and the second roamed her body spreading her legs apart, as he shifted his weight between them. Her hands at his shoulder trying to push him off, her pleas of NO! Muffled by his lips, he then opened his robe and steadied himself at her entrance his hands flying up to grab hers and he plunged deep into her. She screamed.

Then he stopped, his face red with anger, he looked at her and said; I married a tarnished woman, a harlot, a whore. You are not a virgin! He kept himself in her, then one hand left hers and slapped her face, you will pay for this whore! No Christy screamed. Please NO! He simply grabbed her arms again. And plunged into her deep hard and ruthlessly. As soon as he emptied his seed. He stood off her, and said now you shall pay the price of being a whore.

Tears and sobs emerging from Christy. God! Please she said. There is no god to help you now! Was his sharp bark. He grabbed her arm and yanked her from the bed, dragging her across the room to his chamber, throwing her aside by the wall; he reached for a whip, used for horses she noticed.

The she felt it. The first strike upon her back, she screamed. Then the second, the third, the fourth, and the fifth. Five lashes ripping through her flesh, her screams no longer heard, for she had entered a different world. She had fainted.

Chapter fifteen

Where is she? Was the loud roar in the count's manor. Where has she gone? He flung one vase against the wall. For that night he had gone to Christy's window and entered an empty room. He had opened her closets and found them empty, all her possessions were gone, her scent, all, his Christy, his love was gone.

In the corner Andre was scared. He had never seen his master in a mood like this before, not even when he was craving blood.

Master! Please. I shall find her for you; I will seek Jill and ask her what happened. She must know. Andre backed back into the corner as a black face with white fangs was turned to him.

You shall find her! He hissed and you will find out what happened and everything from Jill, or she will have hell to pay if she does not tell you.

Yes master, I shall go now. This instance and search for Jill. It is her time to be at the tavern.

GO! Was the last roar, and Andre scrambled out of the room, with a last view of his angry master, holding a bottle of liquor to his lips.

Andre reached the tavern and walked in praying that Jill would be there. Then he saw her sitting all alone in the corner, hands between her head, she looked sad. Something terrible must have happened. He approached her and placed and hand on her shoulder and said Jill?

She looked up, her eyes swollen from tears and then she flung herself into Andre's arms. He took her she wept. They married her off to that awful duke, that man is bad. She did not want to go, it was forced upon her, she wept, and she had a funeral for her wedding.

Oh dear lord! Was Andres whisper. Poor miss Christy he said and poor him he thought when his master discovers this.

Jill do you know where the duke resides? He said. Yes was her whisper, about 5 hours drive from here, he lives in another town. Duke James Le Conte is a bad bad man she sobbed, yet again.

Do not worry Jill he held her in his arms. We shall retrieve your mistress; my master cannot live without her he simply said in a whisper.

Come let me take you home, you should not be out looking so tired and in such a mood.