by M. A. Thomas
She slid a finger inside and threw her head back as she swirled her hips in delight.
He got up from the bed and came toward her. He was holding something in his hand.
“Are you ready for your surprise?” he asked, revealing what was in his hand.
“Oh, you’re naughty. Where did you get it?”
“From a village not too far from here.”
“What are you going to do with it?” she asked, biting her lip.
“Ah, so you’re ready?”
“Oh yes, oh yes.”
He dragged a chair to her and said, “Lean over it and open your legs as wide as you can.”
And she did.
He slapped her hard on her buttocks.
She winced.
“Do you want me to hit you again?” he asked.
“Yes, hurt me until I gush,” she said.
Smacking her again, he said, “You’ll drive me mad, I’m convinced of it.”
He then got down on his knees and bloody hell, began to swirl the cucumber around the tip of her vagina.
She screamed and then screamed louder as he inserted one end of the cucumber into her. Sweet Gods!
“Do you like what I’m doing to you?” he asked.
She liked it so much it embarrassed her. It also reminded her of her night with Xavier and the squash!
“Yes, oh yes,” she said.
He stood, spread her buttocks, and began to rub his cock on her. “Sweet Princess, you make me crazy.”
She flinched with anticipation.
“Let me do what I want to you,” he said.
“Yes, my prince, do as you please. Have your way with me.”
“Do you like the way my cock feels against you?” he asked.
“I love it, oh, I love it.”
He reinserted the tip of the cucumber into her vagina and then he oh so gently started entering her from behind.
When she thought she would faint from the extreme pleasure she was feeling, he sank his fangs into the back of her neck sending potent shrills up and down her body. Blessed Gods! He was having his every way with her…drinking from her, using a hellish vegetable on her, and sweet Gods pleasuring her from…
“I want you to climax first,” he said to her.
“I have multiple times already.”
He pulled her hair back gently. “Are you happy? Do you want me to do anything else to you?”
Oh, he was her prince…her beautiful, forceful, yet selfless lover.
“I’m happy,” she whispered, climaxing again.
He pulled out of her and ejected his semen on her lower back. “Forgive me, love.”
“Don’t apologize. I’m yours and you’re mine.”
As Lela’s drunken, fogged mind began to clear, the reality of what she had learned earlier in the day presented itself front and center.
“Eldrich!” she said.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed putting on his trousers. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“We need to go right now. Get up, hurry,” she said, grabbing his arm and bringing him to his feet.
Quickly, he pulled up his pants. “Where are we going?”
“A witch…the same witch who cursed you has vanished my father and everyone from the castle to an unknown kingdom. We need to meet my handmaiden, Lady Rema, at the castle. She’s a witch and she’s going to let us use her broom to fly—”
“Slow down. I don’t understand anything you’re saying,” he interrupted.
She took hold of his hand and said, “I’ll explain on the way.”
With speed, she led him out of the room and down the stairs.
“You’re not faster than me, love. I’ll carry you,” he said, lifting her into his arms. Then he took a lamp from one of the foyer’s walls, turned it on and handed it to her. “Hold it tight.”
“Fly!” she said.
Off they went. Even in near-darkness, Eldrich danced around branches and fallen trees with ease and in a few minutes, they were standing on the castle’s grounds.
“Lady Rema! Come into view,” Lela said. “I promise he won’t hurt you!” Then she whispered to Eldrich, “Please be sweet to her.”
“I’m not fond of witches but I promise I won’t hurt her,” he whispered back.
“Lady Rema, I promise I won’t drain you!” he screamed.
“Eldrich, for bloody hell’s sake, I said be sweet.”
“Oh, okay,” he grumbled. “I’m sorry. That was rude of me!” he yelled.
Lady Rema appeared holding a torch in one hand, a broom in the other.
“Come closer,” Lela said.
Lady Rema eyed Eldrich.
Lela poked him on the side of his stomach with her knuckles.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said to Lady Rema. “I’m making a rule not to hurt you. As a witch, you should know vampires respect rules.”
She took a step forward and then another until she was standing two feet from them. “Did she tell you everything?” Lady Rema asked Eldrich.
He nodded.
“Then you understand your role? You’re to plead…beg Stiltz to bring back the King and the rest of the people she sent away.”
“I will get down on my knees and weep if I have to,” he said.
“Take it,” Lady Rema said, handing Lela the broom. “It will fly you to the highest point of the highest mountain in Barmoth. It will bring you back. It will not dissuade from its mission, I promise you.”
“Thank you,” Lela said.
“Princess, remember what I said to you earlier,” Lady Rema said, giving Eldrich a brief glance.
He’s not what you think he is. Yes, Lela remembered.
“Wish us luck,” Lela said to her.
“Be on your way, child, and may the Gods be with you.”
Lela put the broom between her thighs.
“Get behind me,” Lela said to Eldrich.
He joined her and in the next moment, the broom began to ascend. Lela closed her eyes and held on tight.
“Don’t be afraid,” Eldrich said. “I’m with you.”
She opened her eyes and looked down. She couldn’t see Lady Rema. All she saw was darkness. The broom rose higher and a thought came to Lela’s mind. One she wished had stayed hidden. Xavier. She remembered feeling safe with him when he was holding her in his arms as he glided through the air when he brought her back to Barmoth from the Kingdom of the Lost. A part of her wished he was holding her, now.
Higher they rose and she thought they were going to collide with the full moon. She stared at it. So majestic and powerful, she wondered how many secrets it was keeping for people.
“We’re almost to the mountains,” Eldrich said.
“Are you scared?” she asked.
“Of a witch? No, of course not.”
He was lying. Stiltz was the witch who cursed him, turned him into a frog!
“She won’t put a spell on you, again. I’m sure of it. That would be too easy. Her intent is to cause us both pain,” Lela said.
“I never told you how many years I spent as a frog. I lived as a slimy, insect-eating close-to-the-ground frog for ten years.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. In that time, I learned a lot about the forest, humans, and I also got to feel the sun’s rays on my skin without feeling pain.”
“Do you miss the sun?” Lela asked.
“When I was a young vampire, yes, I missed it.”
“And now?”
“Now I’m with you and you’re all that matters to me.”
Ahead, Lela could see the tallest mountain. The broom ascended higher.
For an unknown reason, Lela started laughing as the broom approached the peak of the mountain.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
“This is all so utterly ridiculous. If I don’t laugh, I’ll start crying and fall down into the trees.”
“How do you think I feel? Vampires despise witches. And yet, I find mysel
f flying on a witch’s broom on my way to see another witch.”
She laughed, harder. “We’re quite the couple.”
“At least we’re not boring,” he said.
“Mind if after we get through this, we settle in for a bit of boringness?” she asked.
“Even when having sex?”
“Of course not!”
“You had me worried,” he said.
“Ah, don’t worry, my love. I have a few things planned for us,” she said.
“Do tell. More vegetables?” He laughed.
“Is that all you think I like?” she asked, snorting.
“I’m intrigued,” he said.
“You’ll have to wait and see.”
They reached the top of the mountain and the broom began to descend.
“How will we know where the witch lives?” she asked.
“Something tells me she’ll come to us,” he said.
Down through the tallest trees Lela had ever seen, the broom fell.
She looked below and saw a pack of wolves, tearing a dead animal’s flesh.
“Eldrich,” she said.
“Don’t worry,” he said, jumping off the broom.
They were at least thirty feet from the ground. I’m in love with a mad vampire!
The broom halted, hovering in the air above Eldrich and the wolves.
The alpha male wolf leaped onto Eldrich. Eldrich pushed him off with his arm; the wolf landed some twenty feet away. The other wolves growled.
“Who’s next?” Eldrich asked, crossing his arms.
The alpha male regained his stance and came at Eldrich again. This time, Eldrich grabbed and twisted his neck. Upon seeing their now dead leader the other wolves retreated and disappeared into the woods.
The broom started falling again. Lela’s feet touched the earth. She sprinted into Eldrich’s arms.
Before she could contain herself, she unbuttoned his trousers, pushed down his pants and took his cock in her mouth.
Moaning, he said, “Sweetness of mine. Yes, take it in deeper. That’s it, good, very good.”
She wanted all of him in her mouth and she drew him in deeper and deeper, sucking and licking him. His fighting the wolves had aroused her beyond her control. She felt like an animal and she didn’t care. Standing, she lifted her dress and leaned against a tree.
“Come to me,” she said.
He wasted no time. “I want to devour you,” he said, sliding his fingers into her.
“No,” she whispered, moving his hand aside.
“What do you want me to do?” he asked.
“I want your cock inside of me. I want you to push into me as if today is your last day.”
He raised her arms above her head and entered her.
“Harder,” she said.
He obeyed.
She was absolutely intoxicated.
“Turn me around,” she said.
He obeyed. Powering into her again, he put his arm across her upper back and pressed her body against the tree.
“Tonight is your last night, love,” she said.
He pulled out of her and ripped her dress off. Then he grabbed her and threw her to the ground.
“My turn,” he said.
“Anything you want,” she said.
“Crawl away from me.”
The heat she was feeling was killing her. She almost felt nonhuman as if the mountain was turning her into a ravenous animal.
Crawling, she said, “Don’t hurt me.” Yes, oh, yes, hurt me.
“Smother your body with dirt,” he said.
She obeyed. Oh, yes, she did. She spread dirt on her face, her breasts and her stomach.
“Down below, too,” he said.
Gently, she smeared dirt between her thighs.
“You’re so dirty,” he said. “My sweet dirty, Princess. Now get up and run from me. Run as fast as you can.”
Blessed Gods, what has gotten into us? Whatever it is, I want more. I want him to chase me and knock me down and plunge into me…
She came to her feet and soared through the trees as if the God of Death had called her to him. The moon’s glow guided her.
Suddenly, she was no longer running. She was on her back on the ground and Eldrich, oh, sweet Gods, was plunging into her with all his strength. Wrapping her legs high around his back, she gushed and then immediately had a second orgasm followed by bloody hell, a third!
Sinking his fangs into her plump breasts, he drew her blood as if he meant to drain her.
“Love, you’re taking too much. You need to stop.”
He thrust into her one last time and then pulled his fangs from her breasts. “I’m sorry if I scared you.”
Lying on her back, staring at the moon, Lela smiled. He had stopped when she asked him. He had not taken anything too far. She loved him even more because she knew he would never, ever hurt her. She wanted to push the boundaries of their sexual escapades even more.
“You got a little overly excited. As did I. That was intense,” she said, breathing heavily.
“Maybe it’s the mountain air,” he said.
“Or the full moon,” she said.
“Whatever it was, let’s do it again,” he said, standing and offering his hand to her.
“Now?” She could hardly breathe.
“I need to regain my strength,” he said with a grin.
“You’re not the only one,” she said, taking a hold of his hand.
He pulled her up. “I’ll return in a few seconds.”
“Where are you going?”
“To get our clothes and the broom,” he said and disappeared.
Seconds later, he was back.
“Your dress is slightly ripped, forgive me,” he said, handing it to her.
“Ah, yes, I bet you’re very sorry you tore my dress,” she said with a chuckle.
Smiling, he put on his trousers and shirt.
She threw on her dress and tugged at the torn collar. “Barely noticeable.”
“It’s noticeable to me,” he said.
“Quit it. You’re not helping.”
He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the nose. “I adore you. Ripped clothes and all.”
“I’m a princess, you know,” she said. “Accustomed to only the finest of things.”
He tilted his head and then leaned in for another kiss. This time his mouth met hers.
“What a lovely couple,” a voice said.
CHAPTER TEN
Three men and a woman encircled them.
Eldrich got in front of Lela and extended his arms. “Why are you here, Zaul?”
The man whom Eldrich had called Zaul moved in closer. Taller than Eldrich, he had long, flowing hair which fell past his waist. His face was scarred and he wore a patch on one eye. Lela had a suspicion that the newcomers were vampires.
“So lovely, indeed,” he said, his gaze on Lela.
“Without the golden ball, you have no claim on her,” Eldrich said.
Zaul sighed and then sighed again. “Yes, yes, we know.”
“But yet, we still find ourselves wanting her. Look at her, she’s delicious,” the woman vampire said, locking hands with Zaul.
“You’re rather selfish, Eldrich,” Zaul said. “But then, you’ve always been selfish. Does she know who you really are?”
“Be on your way!” Eldrich said.
Lela bent down to pick up the broom. She considered getting on it and demanding it take her away, but she couldn’t leave Eldrich and what’s more, she wasn’t sure if the broom would obey her since they hadn’t completed their mission.
“You have a witch’s broom? Fascinating. What are you two up to?” Zaul asked.
“We ask the same of you. Why are you here?” Eldrich asked.
“Sweetheart, have you seen gold in the forest lately?” Zaul asked, staring at Lela.
Lela came from behind Eldrich. She’d not let this vampire humiliate her.
“A dusting of gold among leaves does not constitute a
golden ball,” she said.
“My, my, she’s brave. Very nice,” Zaul said.
“Unless you see a golden ball here, get on your way,” Lela said and swallowed. Keep still knees, keep still.
“We may not be able to claim you yet, but don’t think the golden ball isn’t coming for you. The dusting you saw is its way of letting you know it’s finding its way back,” Zaul said.
All of the vampires then rose into the air, hovering over Lela and Eldrich.
“By the look on your face, you had no idea some vampires can fly,” Zaul said to Lela. “Oh, Eldrich, you disappoint. Have you told her nothing about our kind?”
“Let us be,” Eldrich said.
“Ah, yes, for now, only for now,” Zaul said.
“Can you fly?” Lela asked Eldrich after Zaul and the other vampires flew off.
“No,” he said, taking her hand.
“Are you keeping anything from me?” she asked.
“Yes.”
She let go of his hand and locked eyes with him. “Tell me.”
“I love you. I would give my life for you.”
“And I would do the same for you. But if we’re to live together, I must know what secret you’re keeping from me.”
“I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you.” He got on his knees.
Lela was tempted to tell him that whatever he was hiding from her wouldn’t make a difference. That she would stay with him no matter what he told her. But she couldn’t bring herself to say those words.
His eyes welling up, he said, “I’m the Prince of the Barmoth vampires.”
Stepping back, she said, “What? What does that mean?”
Bloody hell!
He put his face in his hands and stood. “I wanted to tell you.”
“Why didn’t you? For bloody hell, blessed Gods’ sake, you’re a prince, a real prince.” She picked up a stick and threw it against a tree.
“I was going to tell you the night I came to your room. But I just couldn’t do it. I was falling in love with you. I was afraid if I told you who I was…”
“That I would throw you out, spit in your face. Is that what you thought?”
“I needed to protect you,” he said.
Lela walked up to him and slapped him. “You disgust me.”
“I’m so sorry,” he said.
“Did you have anything to do with my mother’s disappearance? Oh, Gods, did you drink from her?” She burst into tears. Please tell me you didn’t!