The Dracula Chronicles: For Whom The Bell Tolls Page 22

  His nerves flooded back in an instant. Here he was with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and he worried that he might not meet her expectations. His only experience of sex was with Lucy. Those occasions were so different to this one. Lucy always engaged him in total darkness and without the sensuality or emotions involved in this encounter.

  She gazed up into his eyes as he leaned over her, a hand either side of her head to prop himself up. They exchanged a deep longing look.

  “Be gentle with me,” she said. “I want this to be special. Be soft and tender in all you do, and when you move against me it must be very slow and delicate. I want to feel all of you with all of me.”

  He smiled and lowered his head to kiss her. His heart raced at the feelings this woman evoked in him. This beautiful woman was giving him the whole of herself. She had awakened something inside him he had not even known was there. And the way she was willing to surrender herself to him, he wanted to give the same back. There was no other way.

  “Do not worry,” she tried to reassure him, touching his face with the palm of her hand. “Be at ease with me. For I feel only good things for you. And for the first time in my life I have found someone I want to give all of myself to.”

  He gave her a very rare smile, managing at last to relax a little. She made it easy for him to be at ease with her warmth and the sincerity of her tone. He was not sure how best to proceed and how he might satisfy a woman so much more experienced than he. In spite of that, he had noted every little detail that had brought a favourable reaction from her. If he needed to learn more, he was sure she would guide him.

  “And I want to give you all of myself,” he whispered.

  All his life, those he had loved or aspired to love had hurt him. They had rejected him, overlooked him or abandoned him. He had spent four years in Murad’s custody with a closed heart. There was no one who cared for him or his needs or his feelings. And for that reason, he had grown hard inside and kept everyone away. He trained hard and observed all around him, but gave nothing of himself to anyone.

  Now he had met this wondrous woman. In such a short time, she had found a way through to him. The wall he had built around himself was crumbling. And it had been so easy for her. A few soft words; affection no one had ever shown him; and a keen interest in who he was. Not Vlad the prince or Vlad the warrior, but the Vlad who needed to be loved and feel loved.

  He leaned closer to her and kissed her mouth with every bit of passion locked inside him. This he had no experience of as he and Lucy never kissed. And now that he knew what it was to feel the warmth of a woman’s mouth it was like a drug to him. He adapted to her with ease, moving his lips in sync with hers. When she probed his mouth with her tongue, he met it with his and imitated her actions.

  At the same time, he pressed against her opening, delighting in the feeling of her warmth. She leaked all over both he and the bed and gasped out loud with his every gentle prod. Every few seconds he withdrew and pushed in again in as gentle a way as he could. She put her arms around his neck and back, digging her fingertips into his skin.

  She hooked her right leg around the back of his left knee to hold him there. Never before had she wanted anyone this way and she was determined to savour every last moment. She sucked on his earlobe between gasps and nibbled on his neck. “Let us take this slow. I want you to explore me and discover all of me, as I have discovered you.”

  He closed his eyes and gasped himself when she licked and nibbled on his neck. The sensation sent a tingle from his neck all the way to the base of his spine.

  “Explore me with your fingers and your mouth. I want to feel your tongue and your hands all over me.”

  His lips moved to the side of her neck. He remembered how good it felt when she had done it to him and kissed her in the exact same way. At the same time, he cupped her left breast in his right hand and gently pressed his thigh into her crotch.

  She let her arms fall back on the bed and groaned at all that he did. To have three of her erogenous zones stimulated simultaneously was an incredible feeling. Each time he rubbed his thigh against her she pushed herself into him. Her clitoris throbbed and the juices flowed freely from her, leaving a sticky trail along the surface of his skin.

  Vlad moved his hand over her nipple, loving how her chest heaved to his touch. Her nipples stretched until they were as hard as pebbles, aching and ready for his mouth. He sucked them in turn, taking his time and rolling them between his lips and tongue.

  Ayshe delighted in all that he did. Where she had endured the attentions of the sultan and his friends so many times, no occasion in her memory had felt like this. The young man she had given herself to ignited feelings in her no one else had done. His every touch brought her every sense to life. She knew there and then she would never be able to get enough of this. The sensations he drew from her body she would want again and again. What he lacked in experience, he made up for in so many other ways. And he learned fast and he learned well. All that he did to her far exceeded that which any other had done.

  Vlad took immense satisfaction from the fact he could please her. He slowly licked and kissed the area below her ribcage on either side. His tongue then moved to her centre and found the recess of her belly button. He teased it with the tip and then worked his way down to the joins of her crotch.

  She trembled as his tongue followed the lines either side of her opening to the insides of her thighs. The invisible circles he traced made her ache for him even more. She wanted him so much now she thought she might scream. Yet she held her need for him while he continued down to the back of one of her knees.

  He raised her leg up with both hands so that he could explore that area of her. The reaction it drew from her surprised him. But he had quickly come to realise that when a woman truly wanted you, most of what you did to her would have the desired effect. His action in raising her leg exposed her most secret place. He stopped and almost gasped at the splendour of her, this new position hiding very little from his eye.

  With that he dropped her leg down to the bed and fell on his elbows between her thighs. Her sweet scent rose to greet him, creeping in through his very being. He could hold it back no longer and found her most sensitive place with his tongue.

  Her entire back arched when his tongue eased inside her. She closed her eyes and pushed her head back hard against the bed. With her hands she grabbed at his hair, spreading her thighs as wide as she could to allow him better access. When his tongue found her clitoris for the very first time the longest and deepest groan rose from her throat.

  This registered with him at once. He moved his tongue over it in the tenderest way and in the area around it. The way she pushed and writhed against his mouth and pulled at his hair drove him wild with desire. Her smell and her taste and her incessant moans produced an ache in him he could scarcely contain.

  Yet he did. He wanted to savour this experience and explore every part of her. This might be the only chance he would ever have to be with this amazing woman, and he wanted it to last for as long as it could.

  “Oh, my sweet Prince,” she gasped, her eyes still closed. “I cannot bear much more of this torture. I need to feel you inside of me.”

  As desperate as he was to give in to her, he did not. Instead he slid the tip of his index finger inside her. He rubbed it against her pubic bone while continuing to pleasure her with his tongue. When it seemed like she could not take any more, he pushed his finger all the way in.

  She cried out when his fingertip pressed against the opening of her cervix. In her excitement, she raised her pelvis from the bed in the hope that he might get that little bit deeper. When his finger found its way just inside the small crevice, she released a short gush of her sweet nectar over his hand.

  His confidence soared at the way she reacted to all that he did. He felt his nerves ease as he immersed himself in this beautiful woman. When he sensed she was as close as he could take her without pushing her over the edge, he pulled away fro
m her. Resting on his knees, he directed her with his hands onto her stomach.

  She pressed the left side of her face against the covers, her eyes still closed. Her groin and inner thighs were wet and thick with her juices, but she did not care. She raised her buttocks a few inches into the air to prompt him to continue.

  He slowly began to massage her lower back. His thumbs pressed into her sacral vertebrae while his fingers kneaded the soft flesh just above.

  “Oh, that feels wonderful,” she sighed, relaxing further, though still pushing her buttocks towards him.

  Vlad leaned over her and planted soft kisses in the area he had massaged. His fingers teased the delicate flesh above her hips. When he pressed his tongue against her lower back and rolled it up the length of her spine, she trembled with delight. He stopped at the nape of her neck, kissing and gently sucking the soft area below her ear. As he worked his way back down along her spine, he interspersed it with gentle nibbles of her taut inviting flesh.

  He then accepted her invitation. Using his left hand, his middle finger found her clitoris. His index finger he slid inside her up to the knuckle. He rested his thumb on the join of her buttocks and lower back. Then, with slow deliberation, he made love to her with his hand.

  She writhed and groaned and sighed every time he moved his hand against her. On no occasion in her life had she ever felt anything as good as this. It was hard to believe he was the less experienced of the two of them. But he listened to her and her body, and seemed willing to take the time to do whatever it took to please her.

  He leaned in on his right arm while still playing with her with his left hand. Nuzzling into the hair behind her ear, he whispered, “Do you care to feel me inside you?”

  She opened her eyes and turned on her side, forcing him to withdraw his hand from her sex. It amazed her, the effect he had had on her body. She almost giggled when he looked down at how puffed and swollen her labia were.

  “Do you see what you have done to me?” she asked him, happily resigned to her fate. “I am a wreck and no longer have any control over my own body.”

  Her scent was so strong it left him intoxicated. He closed his eyes and took a long deep breath to better savour it. If only she knew she had the exact same effect on him.

  “Yes, dear Prince. There is nothing I want more than to feel you inside me.”

  “You can use my true name. I wish very much to hear it spoken from your lips.”

  She smiled at him again, not hiding the instant love she had developed for him. “Very well then. I am so completely yours, my dearest Vlad. Make love to me as I know only you can.”

  Her words took his breath away. His heart thumped in his chest in the knowledge he was really going to experience her. And not only that, he was going to know her in a way no other man had known her. This beautiful woman he so desired, wanted to surrender to him all that she was.

  She looked deep into his eyes. Her tone grew a little more serious, though she spoke to him with real affection in her words. “I am amazed and stunned with my own desire for you. I have never felt such a need before. And so much love…”

  He leaned over her until their lips touched. Closing his eyes, he kissed her in the tenderest way he knew. Their mouths joined as one in a long and slow union that left the other in no doubt as to the feelings inside them both. When they separated, he gazed deep into her eyes too.

  She placed a hand to his cheek and kissed him again. “I am aching for you… slow, hot, intimate… no one can ever do to me what it is you do.”

  He felt a long slow trickle ooze from him. His need was as great as hers and his physical condition no better. He had to have her and could wait no longer.

  The words he wanted to say in response to her eluded him. Instead he took her by the hips and lifted her onto her knees. He moved in behind her, pausing to study her from behind. Her opening was red and swollen from her arousal and all he had done to her, the folds of her labia prominent and soaked with her juices. He was mesmerised by this treasure that awaited him, inviting him to venture inside and claim her.

  She waited on her knees, her ache and longing close to driving her out of her mind. The delay in him taking her was enough for her to know he was looking at her. She liked it that he did and that he desired her so. To add emphasis to this, she parted her knees a little wider to allow him a perfect view. It was all his for the taking and she wanted him to know it not just from her words.

  He nuzzled her opening with the tip of his penis. It was enough for her to beg him to take her. He rubbed both her thighs with his hands and eased in behind her, his pressing in against the backs of hers. His slight movement was enough for him to slide inside her. He held it there and did not move, delighting in the warmth of her and the velvet moistness that enveloped him.

  She groaned hard when he entered her and relaxed as it faded almost to a whimper. He filled her inside, his penis more impressive in girth than in length. It felt like a perfect fit, the large head touching her in all the right places. She raised her shoulders and arched her back downwards, adjusting the angle of his penetration to improve the sensations he was giving her.

  He withdrew and eased slowly inside her a second time. At the same time, she ground herself against him to meet his gentle thrust. It caused him to groan out loud too, her heat increasing to give him a sensation like no other he had ever felt before. He held the tops of her thighs with each hand, keeping his momentum deliberate and slow.

  Leaning over her, he reached around and rubbed her crotch. He touched the area around her opening and felt his erection at the point entry, soaked and dripping with her juices. His middle finger found her clitoris and massaged it. Even the gentlest of touches made her cry out each time.

  For her the feeling was amazing. It encouraged her to push harder against him and squeeze him as hard as she could each time he filled her inside. She managed a faint smile when she heard the effects of that on him. It took her by surprise when she felt him tug her hair back with his free hand. The strength of his action drew her face into an upright position with the back of her head pressed against the nape of her back. It still felt good. All three actions together gave her the most incredible sensation right through her entire body. Little did she realise but the best was yet to come.

  He altered the movement of his hand and used his middle and index fingers to rub gently the area around her clitoris. At the same time, he applied a little more pressure. The effect made her whole body shudder. He kept a tight hold on her hair, his fingers massaging her scalp.

  Her cries grew so loud that it made the other women nervous. They feared what could happen should someone enter the seraglio. The Kizlar Ağasi worried about it too and made sure the guards on the doors remained vigilant.

  Vlad felt his orgasm build, but did not want this to end. He withdrew from her and rested back on his haunches. Though he had not exerted himself too much, he breathed quite hard as he sat back. A light film of sweat covered his face and chest.

  She dropped onto her side and turned to look up at him. “Why did you stop?”

  “I had no choice, or it would have been over. I want it to last a little longer.”

  She did nothing to disguise her ache for him. “Then lay beside me. I want to feel you close.”

  He lay down so that they faced each other. Without another word their lips met and blended into a soft, slow and loving kiss. He slid his left arm beneath her neck and drew her in closer to him, their bodies touching. With his other hand he eased between her legs and ran his fingers back and forth from her clitoris to her opening.

  Her juices continued to ooze from her and coated his magical fingers. She placed her left leg on top of his right leg and reached down to take him in her hand. They stayed as they were and continued to kiss and touch for some time.

  She was the first to break from their kiss. “My need for you grows with every moment. I can wait for you no more.”

  To her relief, he got up and climbed onto her.
He placed an elbow either side of her and pushed his hands along the bed beneath her shoulders. It brought him closer to her and allowed him to run his fingers through her hair.

  She gasped when she felt him press against her sex, aching to feel him inside her again. When he surprised her and suddenly pushed her thighs apart with his, her wait came to an end.

  He held it there and did not move. Instead he waited and gazed long and deep into her eyes. When she looked at him in the exact same way, he smiled and then kissed her. The feeling that filled him inside from his chest down to his stomach was close to overwhelming. He had never known such a feeling could exist. Nothing he had ever felt in his entire life had come close to this. Just by looking into her eyes, he knew she felt it too.

  She closed her eyes and tensed her whole body when he filled her inside. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him close and raised her thighs as high as she could. It allowed him to touch her deep inside. As he moved his head to her right side to kiss her neck, her lips also found the tender area of his.

  He moved slowly against her, enjoying her cries of pleasure as much as her warmth. Holding his weight with his left arm, he used the other to stroke and caress her thigh. He hooked his arm under her knee and raised the leg higher.

  Her eyes opened wide when he pushed right in against the neck of her womb. “Do not stop,” she implored him. “I beg you, do not stop.”

  She gasped as she felt her orgasm build, every delicate touch taking her closer.

  He shifted his weight a fraction to assume a more elevated position above her. In doing so, his erection pressed harder against her pubic bone. The slight friction on her clitoris was enough to take her over the edge and she exploded beneath him.

  She cried out and held onto him as hard as she could. Her whole body from her neck down trembled and shook as each wave passed through her. She pushed against his gentle thrusts again and released a hot but ample gush over him. Her eyes opened again and she looked up at him, unable to believe what had just happened to her. She had never enjoyed a real orgasm with a man. The ones she had procured by her own hand did not begin to compare. In that moment, she knew that such things were only possible where real feelings existed.