A Vampire’s Embrace (Unchained Melody)

DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
 
“Would you like to go and get some breakfast? We do have a very long day ahead of us.”
 
“I would love that.”
 
“Ahh…was that guy really someone you know.”
 
“Yes.”
 
“I thought you had a boyfriend.”
 
The inquiry caught Naynina off guard.
 
“I do.”
 
“Just watch yourself. These Romania men are known to be possessive and territorial.”
 
“You are not Romania, therefore, where did you hear such nonsense from.”
 
“I have eyes and ears.”
 
Naynina leaned over.
 
“I will keep your thought in mind.”
 
Professor Peeples parked his vehicle in front of a five-star restaurant. He turned off the ignition and withdrew the key.
 
Naynina looked at the front entrance of the restaurant. She turned to face Professor Peeples.
 
“Very Nice.”
 
“Some students are worth it.”
 
Professor Peeples winked at Naynina.
 
Naynina unsnapped her seatbelt.
 
Professor Peeples was already out the van. He pushed the door close. He walked around to the passenger side; he opened the door for Naynina.
 
Naynina stepped out the van. She lost her footing.
 
Professor Peeples linked his arms around Naynina’s waist. He uprooted her presence.
 
Both stared into each other eyes.
 
“I’m...sorry.”
 
Professor Peeples slightly dipped his head.
 
“I thought that was you two,” a voice broke the moment.
 
Professor Peeples stepped back. He did not release Naynina’s waist in a hurry.
 
Naynina pivoted in Professor Peeples’ arms. She saw the anger in Dracon’s eyes.
 
Dracon turned to face Professor Peeples. He saw where his arms rested.
 
Drop your arms you lusting bastard Dracon thought.
 
Professor Peeples dropped his arms from around Naynina’s waist.
 
“We were going to get a bite to eat before we began to dig.”
 
Naynina looked from Professor Peeples and then back at Dracon.
 
Neither man volunteered a word.
 
Naynina looked up into Professor Peeples’ eyes.
 
“Professor Peeples, breakfast.”

Another time. I really need to get to the digging site.
 
Dracon’s telekinetic powers proved worthy.
 
“Another time. I really need to get to the digging site.”
 
Professor Peeples stepped back. He pivoted to push the passenger door close. He walked around the vehicle to the driver side.
 
“Wait a minute. How do you reckon I get to the digging site?”
 
Professor Peeples looked down at his wristwatch.
 
“The students are not due for the groundbreaking ceremony for another two hours.”
 
Professor Peeples opened the door, got inside the van, and then pulled the door close. He inserted the key inside the ignition and pulled away from the curve.
 
“He never answered my question about my transportation.”
 
“You know I will never allow you to fend for yourself, never.”
 
“Then I suppose breakfast is on a handsome professor.”
 
“You much later.”
 
“Spoiling me with your manly body already huh.”
 
 “I will love to spoil you woman with anything I have.”
 
“I could become fixated with that preferential treatment.”
 
Dracon feather touched Naynina’s chin.
 
“I have the best interest of your heart.”
 
Naynina looked over Dracon’s widen chest wall. His dreads was contained in a black band worn at the nape of his neck. She relished the pleasant manly view.
 
“By the way you look handsome today.”
 
“Much appreciated for you to notice. Would you like to join me for that breakfast?”
 
“Yes I would.”
 
Dracon grabbed ahold of Naynina’s hand.
 
Both walked the boulevard in the direction of the restaurant.
 
VACOME’S CONDOMINIUM
Constana, Romania
 
Vacome looked down at his double-breast Armani suit. He palmed down his chin.
 
If he goes through with the outing with Naynina. He would have betrayed his brother.
 
“It will never work out with us between. Mostly likely she will tell me where to go. Dammit, but the only way to know that is for me to at least take her out, and pick her brain about how she really feels about my brother. Yes, that’s it. Someone has to pull her from Dracon’s clutches and as the senior member of the Tremere Clan, I will feel honored.”
 
Vacome walked into the bathroom.
 
CASA FERDINAND
Sighisoara, Romania
 
Dracon looked over the table at Naynina while she studied the menu.
 
She was a breath of fresh air in a world full of darkness he thought.
 
Naynina looked up over her menu.
 
“I will take the grapefruit.”
 
“And the orange juice I suppose.”
 
“And the orange juice.” Naynina winked at Dracon.
 
“Would you like to order sir?”
 
“I’ve already eaten.”
 
The waiter lifted both menus from off the white table cloth and walked away.
 
“Have dinner with me tonight.”
 
“I’m sorry I’ve already made plans.”
 
With a very handsome man…damn, she never got his name.
 
Dracon was pissed Naynina had plans with another man.
 
“Well change them.”
 
“I’m sorry, I’m committed.”
 
“Yes to me.”
 
Naynina looked over the table at Dracon. She waited for a laugh to follow. As handsome as he was, she wondered why he wasn’t married.
 
“I was once married.”
 
Naynina cleared her throat. She wondered was she voicing her thoughts aloud and not aware of it.
 
“Once married.”
 
“Yes, unfortunately my wife ran off with another man.”
 
“That’s so unfair.”
 
“One day, I hope to tell her this.”
 
“Is she still with the person she left you for?”
 
“Unfortunately, the man went delirious.”
 
“Serves him right for stealing what wasn’t his.”
 
“Wouldn’t the woman be held partial responsible in this man’s downfall as well?”
 
“Maybe she was in love with them both, and fate handed her to this man on a silver platter.”
 
Dracon banged his hand down on the table
 
“Well dammit not this second time around!”
 
He got the attention of the other seated diners.
 
Naynina looked down at Dracon’s bleeding hand. A heat rush blanketed her skin.
 
“Your hand is bleeding.”
 
Naynina reached down and scooped up a tiny fragment of blood with the tip of her index finger. She inserted her finger inside her mouth and suckled it; she then licked over her lips.
 
Dracon looked around. He hoped not one noticed Naynina’s odd behavior.
 
 “I think you need to use the bathroom.”
 
Naynina rose from her chair and rushed in the direction of the bathroom.
 
Dracon stood and walked back to the men’s restroom.
 
Naynina awaited by the entrance to the men’s restroom door.
 
“You are….”
 
Naynina pulled Dracon into her arms. The moment Dracon’s lips matted her lips. She melted within is embrace. She lifted his hand and licked the stream of blood treading down his bleeding wrist.
 
Dracon threw his head back in immoral ecstasy.
 
 The draining of his blood by her, released a floodgate of endorphins.
 
Dracon lifted Naynina’s face. His lips covered hers. He circulated his blood with her mouth. He maneuvered her body backwards. He palmed the bathroom door and opened it. Once inside. He extended his hand backwards and flipped it. The door locked.
 
Naynina was famished for Dracon’s taste of blood. She continued to step back; pulling Dracon’s presence with her. She backed up into the vanity and perched her derrière on it. Naynina quickly unbuttoned the buttons to her blouse; popping some off in haste. She pulled the tail ends from out shorts. She lifted her lips from off Dracon’s lips, palmed his neck, and then guided his face to her neck. Naynina rotated her neck to the side.
 
Dracon’s fangs instantly floored through the pulp of his gums. He kissed Naynina’s neck. He inched his head back and swiftly declined his face; his fangs broke through the barrier of Naynina’s skin. He rapidly siphoned her blood.
 
Naynina’s body convulsed behind the pleasurable infiltration. Her body was on fire. She palmed Dracon’s chest.
 
“Oh...”
 
The weakening feeling heated her libido.
 
Dracon drained the required amount of blood from Naynina’s neck. He palmed her hands on his chest and squeezed them.
 
“Umm,” Naynina moaned under her breath. She wrapped her legs around Dracon’s waist and pulled his body into hers.
 
Dracon lifted his fangs from out Naynina’s neck and retracted them. He licked up the thin line of blood pouring out the small puncture bites. He kissed her on the neck, and found her receptive mouth.
 
Naynina eagerly kissed Dracon’s lips.
 
Dracon palmed the wall. He caught his blank reflection in the mirror, cracking it into. Dracon pulled down Naynina’s tube top. He dipped his head and suckled a breast; the taste of her blood coated the nipple. He suckled it harder; he eased up the progression and then tenderly kissed around the mound of her breast.
 
“Make love to me Dracon, make me yours completely.”
 
Naynina’s held Dracon’s mouth down on her breast. She arched her back and climaxed inside her thong.
 
“Oh...Dracon. Oh baby.”
 
Dracon suckled Naynina’s nipple harder as her body jerked. He kissed under her neck. He slowly inched back and looked down into her face.
 
The glazed over look in her eyes turned him on. The hunger in her body for his blood fueled his need. Knowing he was solely responsible for the emotion. He refuse to have another vampire claim her time.
 
Dracon kissed over Naynina’s nose.
 
“I love you Naynina, stand on that, always.”
 
Someone knocked on the door.
 
Dracon rushed to button up Naynina’s blouse.
 
“I need you, please.”
 
Naynina leaned in and sniffed Dracon’s aura. Her hand went to the waistband of his sweatpants.
 
Dracon leaned down and whispered in Naynina’s ear, “Not here baby, not here.” He kissed her earlobe.
 
Naynina unraveled her legs from around Dracon’s back.
 
Dracon assisted Naynina from off the vanity.
 
Naynina’s body slumped forward. She passed out.
 
Dracon caught Naynina’s body. He swung her up in his arms and walked over to the door. He mentally unlocked it and opened it; he walked out.
 
A patron palmed the door before it closed.
 
Several men stood outside the door.
 
“She fainted and she had to get some water.”
 
Dracon returned to the dining area of the restaurant.
 
The waiter looked at the man holding a woman in his arms.
 
“Sir your bill for your uneaten food is waiting you.”
 
You will pay for it, and thank you.
 
“I will pay for your meal today sir.”
 
Dracon walked over to the exit door, and then out the restaurant.
 
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
 
Dracon slammed the door close rattling the hinges.
 
Naynina huffed up the stairwell.
 
Dracon was on her heels.
 
“We need to talk.”
 
“I am done talking. How dare you forbid who I choose to spend my evening with? What happened in the restaurant was a huge mistake.”
 
“Dammit for who.”
 
Naynina stopped on a step. She folded her arms over her chest and faced Dracon.
 
“I have been nothing but cordial to you. Why would I want to complicate that? I would like to explore all Romania has to offer. In addition, I sincerely apologize…how we.”
 
“How you let me taste your lips, eat your pussy, made you climax. Now that things are heading in the right direction and we’re becoming serious. You are trying to bell out on me.”
 
“I have to get dressed.”
 
Naynina walked up the remaining steps.
 
“No, we are going to finish this shit now!”
 
Dracon palmed the sides of Naynina’s hips from behind, and propelled her up one more flight of stairs.  He guided her down to his bedroom. He opened the door before they arrived.
 
Dracon and Naynina crossed the threshold. Dracon dropped his arms from Naynina’s hip and slammed the door.
 
Naynina turned around.
 
“I do not know what results you are looking to gain, but this attraction between us has to end.”
 
“Dammit, we haven’t even gotten started.”
 
“I have to go, really I do.”
 
Dracon pulled Naynina’s arm back, stopping her forward progress
 
Naynina looked down at her arm and then up into Dracon’s darken-colored eyes.
 
“You just do not get it. You belong to me, and only me.”
 
“I belong to no one. I am only a guest in your home.”
 
“You are more than that to me, and you and I both know it.”
 
Naynina took a deep breath. With her free hand, she combed through her hair backwards.
 
“Look, I really do appreciate the attention, but I’m still a virgin, and I plan on remaining as such until marriage. And one thing I forgot to mention. I do have a boyfriend back in Brazil.”
 
“You did have a boyfriend. You are now blood-of my blood, heart-of-my-heart in this life and any subsequent lives after this one.”
 
Dracon released Naynina’s upper arm and tilted her face up to greet his. He slicked his hand back through a contained mop of dreads.
 
“I apologize for my outspoken tone.”
 
Dracon leaned down and kissed Naynina on her lips.
 
Naynina attempted to step back.
 
Dracon wrapped his arms around Naynina’s lower back and trapped her against his stature.
 
Naynina’s pelvis bumped into a hard arousal. She scooted closer.
 
Naynina pushed Dracon’s chest back.
 
“I cannot do this anymore, please try to understand. I’m here on assignment to find a vampire, nothing more.”
 
“Well dammit you found yours.”
 
Dracon pulled Naynina back into his arms. He captured her lips. Giving her no time to protest or flee. He took her body backwards.
 
Naynina moaned in the back of her throat. She hoped the carpet cushioned her fall. Instead the softness of a bed welcome her spine.
 
“Make love to me Naynina. I need to feel complete with you, please.”
 
How could she refuse when she hungered to have him deep inside of her since this morning?
 
Dracon reached his hand down. Her slowly unzipped Naynina’s shorts and parted them. He slipped his palm under the band of her thong. He stroked over her downy hairs.
 
“Mmm.”
 
“Make love to me Dracon, in every sense of the word.”
 
Dracon inched his finger out Naynina’s pussy. He smeared her vaginal essence on her lips and then tenderly kissed them. His tongue galloped inside her mouth.
 
“Oh baby,” Naynina softly whimpered against Dracon’s lips.
 
Naynina palmed the sides of Dracon’s face and lost herself in the tide wave of his undulated passion; she was famished for him to make her completely his and all his. Naynina dropped one of her hands down to the front of Dracon’s sweatpants. She cupped a very hard dick. She thumbed the waistband to his sweatpants and struggled to push them down.
 
Dracon lifted his lips from off Naynina. He stood and removed his fleece; he threw it on the bed. He pushed his sweatpants and briefs down to his ankles. He bent over and relieved his Italian loafers, and then kicked off his sweatpants and briefs in union. He leaned over and removed Naynina’s flat sandals. He pulled her shorts and thong down her thighs. Dracon leaned over and clumsily popped the remaining buttons off Naynina’s blouse.
 
Naynina sat up. She lifted her tube top over her head and rested it near the side of her upper thigh. She laid back down; she held her arms out to Dracon to join her.
 
Dracon kneed the bed. He bent his head down and kissed over Naynina’s flat abdomen. His tongue journeyed up to a breast nipple. He planted it between his lips and gently sucked it into attention.
 
“Umm.”
 
Dracon whispered in Naynina’s ear.
 
“Oh baby there’s more.”
 
There was a knock at the door.
 
Dracon lifted off Naynina. He rotated his head to the door.
 
Naynina sat up. She snatched up her ripped blouse and held it up to her chest.
 
“Yeah.”
 
“Sir, there is someone at the front door requesting Naynina’s presence.”
 
“Well who the fuck is it!”
 
Mordecai cleared his throat
 
“It’s Professor Tabarca.”
 
“Shit.”

He didn’t think that fuck had it in him to show his face around here.
 
“I’m sorry, this could never happen again. I will be getting me a hotel room somewhere in town for the evening.”
 
“Not today and not ever.” Dracon angrily lifted Naynina’s chin. “You will remain here the entire duration of your dig; there will be no more nonsense of you trying to escape me, again, ever.”
 
Dracon released Naynina’s chin. He rose from the bed and stepped back.
 
“But...”
 
“Enough said on the issue, Naynina.”
 
She swore she has heard that commanding tone in his voice before.
 
Naynina watched Dracon dress in a haste.
 
“I will be back, and do not move.”
 
Dracon hurried to the door. He opened it, and pulled it close with a bang.
 
Naynina folded her arms over her chest.
 
“Well now.”
 
Dracon looked around. He whisked his presence down the flight of staircases over to the door.
 
“I was invited in, and I am here to see Naynina.”
 
Dracon glanced around. He seethed his teeth in anger as Vasile walked out the Grand Sitting Room.
 
“What the fuck are you doing here, and in my home? Naynina is mine. She now hungers for my blood; the blood that runs through her veins.”
 
“Not possible partner. She’s a Fairy.”
 
Dracon froze. Shit. He never suspected his arch enemy will know of Naynina’s vulnerabilities or her unaware gifts he knew she possessed.
 
“From the look on your face. It appears you are surprised of my discovery. And if I am wrong, feel free to correct. But Fairies are not immune to the hypnotic powers to be, of a vampire-werewolf hybrid. Therefore, Naynina is fair game to anyone who she so calls chooses to keep her bed warm, or a keeper to the one who choses her. Now be a good servant and go and tell Naynina she has a guest, and while you’re at it, do tell her she may want to bring a toothbrush.”
 
Dracon snapped his two fingers.
 
Mordecai appeared out of nowhere. He walked over to the door, opened it, and stood aside.
 
Dracon’s fangs descended. He turned and lifted Vasile by the front end collars of his shirt. He threw him out his home. He did not bother to care where he landed. Dracon’s fangs ascended.
 
Mordecai pushed the door close.
 
Dracon nodded his head at Mordecai. He hurried back up the staircases. He entered his bedroom.
 
Naynina was looking up at the portrait of Dracon’s late wife.
 
“She was very lovely. I remember the picnic we had near the Loch, and the bees stinging the hell out of you and me. We took off our clothes and jumped in the lake just to escape their wrath. You drew me out the water. As much as you were in discomfort. You manage to make the sweetest love to me that day on a soft patch of grass. You kissed over every single bee sting I had gotten. That particular day you made me climax over-and-over again until physical exhaustion.”
 
Dracon closed his eyes to the image of Naynina’s words playing in his mind as if it occurred yesterday. He walked over to Naynina’s turned back and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her against his chest.
 
“I love you Naynina. Please do not leave me behind in this lifetime. I have searched countless centuries for you.” He kissed the back of her neck.
 
Naynina snapped out of her trace state. She looked down at Dracon’s arms as they secured her within his embrace.
 
Dracon turned Naynina around.
 
“I do not remember me in front of this fireplace. I was putting back on my clothes. And this portrait drew me to it. Silly huh.”
 
Words got caught in Dracon’s throat.
 
“No, not in the least,” he whispered in response.
 
Dracon bent his head down and kissed Naynina on her lips. He snapped his fingers.
 
The soft balled of Unchained Melody by the Righteous Brothers embraced the two.
 
 
Copyright©SKC-2024