Walking down the hallway on the first floor, I spot Marcus in his bedroom. Thinking back to when he barged in on me, I become embarrassed.
"H-Hello, Marcus," I say, standing in the door frame.
"M-Milady!" He says, surprised.
"Can I come in?" I ask shyly.
"Of course." He smiles.
I walk over to him and sit on his bed beside him. He's holding a book.
"What are you reading?" I ask curiously.
"Vincent told me to read a book on manners and etiquette…." He says, sad.
"I-I see… I'm sorry." I feel guilty.
"No, no! I'm sorry I should have knocked." He shakes his head.
He places his hand behind his head as he smiles apologetically. He's blushing as well. How cute. I smile lightly in return.
"So… what erm… what were you guys doing?" He asks sheepishly.
"Vincent was giving me an exam and healing me…."
"O-Oh… Is that… all?" He asks, worried something else happened.
"W-Well…." I blush.
"Well?" He waits eagerly for an answer.
"We kissed…." I admit quietly.
"Whaaaat?!" Marcus says, shocked.
He pouts with his puppy dog eyes.
"I thought I was your favorite, Milady. Is it because Vincent is going to inherit the crown?"
"No! He was… um… helping me!" I try to explain.
"Then… am I your favorite?" He smiles.
"I suppose," I place my hand on his head in a petting manner. Marcus stands up and walks to the door to close it. "Marcus?"
He returns to me and gets down on one knee as if he's about to propose. I’m flustered. What's he doing? He takes my hand. The look on his face is serious.
"Milady, I really like you. More than my brothers. Caeru told me he has no romantic interest in you. Vincent just wants you to bear his child. Benille just wants your body- he frequently sleeps with other women. And Lucian… well I don't know about him. B-But I like you for you, milady!" His face is red as he confesses.
I’m blushing. He's serious. Even though I’m nervous, I don’t pull away from him.
I nod. "I like you too, Marcus."
He stands and kisses me on the cheek. My face remains red as I look away.
"Will you let me… mark you?" He looks hopeful.
I think back to what Vincent said about this "mark" and I’m not sure it's something I want.
"Is it reversible…?" I question.
Marcus looks hurt by the question. Is that an offensive thing to say to a vampire?
"I-I'm sor-"
"It is reversible." He says cuttingly. "I'll remove it if you don't want to be with me."
“I see….”
His expression is one of a beggar. "Do you want to be with me milady?" He pleads.
"Ok… just until the end of the week. Then I'll decide for certain." I smile.
He smiles brightly.
"C-Can I kiss you too?!" He asks excitedly.
I blush. "I don't see why not…."
He grabs my hand and intermingles your fingers. While I’m watching my hands, he moves in for a kiss. He closes his eyes and pulls me to my feet. I close my eyes and return his kiss. His lips are soft against mine. His tongue pushes into my mouth as he wraps his arms around my body. I feel his hardness through his pants, pushing into me, making me groan quietly into his mouth. He breaks the kiss.
"I-I'm sorry! I can't control that…."
My face is red and I’m feeling hot. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to fool around with Marcus. He is the same age as me after all….
"Is this your first kiss?" I ask him.
"Yes!" He beams, "Did I do it right?"
Blushing still, I nod my head, "Since we're together… I-I wouldn't mind if you and I have sex too…." I glance toward his pants and then back at his eyes.
His face is red as well.
"A-Are you sure?" He questions.
"Yes… b-but it's my first time so… please be gentle. You have my consent from here on…!" I smile shyly.
"Ok! Milady!…" He wastes no time lifting me and laying me down in the middle of his bed.
With his vampiric speed, he runs over to his door to lock it. He returns and takes his shirt off. I watch him strip his shirt. Next, he takes my shoes off and carefully sets them on the ground. He slides my stockings off as well. I blush as he holds my foot in his hands.
"You're extremely pretty." He says softly and kisses my ankle.
"Y-You too, Marcus," I reply, shyly.
He smiles lightly then climbs on top of me. He kisses me once again. His knee is between my legs. His tongue parts my lips once more, and our tongues dance with each other. He locks hands with me again. The kiss continues for another minute until I have to pull away. I breathe heavily, Marcus examines my face.
"Milady…" He says softly.
"Hm?"
"Can I undress you?"
I smile shyly. "Go ahead," I answer.
He gets up and so do I. He slides my sleeves off gently. Then he pulls the skirt down until the dress falls to your ankles. I step out of the dress and bend down to pick it up. Marcus watches as I fold my dress and set it down beside his bed. He waits, hesitating.
"What is it…?" I question.
"I… I can't take your bra off." He admits.
"O-Oh." I slowly pull my bra over my arms and head, ignoring the clip.
Marcus seems bewitched by my breasts. He grasps them gently, marveling at their weight and softness. He slides his hands down my arms and removes my underwear completely. I step out of those as well. I become bright red as Marcus pulls me against him for another kiss. His hands hold onto my hips firmly. Our chests press against each other. I can feel his heart beating out of his chest. What's more, is that I can feel his penis poking into my lower stomach. I pull away from the kiss again and grab the waistband of Marcus's pants.
"M-May I?" You ask, hot and flustered.
"Mhm." He nods, feeling the same.
I take his pants off. As I kneel to slide them to the floor, Marcus steps out of each leg. I hesitate before pulling his underwear down. He steps out of those too. Now we’re both shining red in the face. I stand back up.
"I've never done this before Milady…. W-What do you want me to do?" He asks me.
Truth be told, I’m unsure how people have sex. My parents never explained it. I think back to a few hours ago when Marcus licked my neck. That felt good.
"Earlier… when you licked the blood off of my neck, it felt nice," I admit.
"Y-You want me to lick you?" His cheeks are pink.
I nod. He leans down to my neck. He gulps before slowly licking me. I quiver. He kisses my neck too. As he gets more comfortable, he gently bites at pieces of my skin. I can tell he's worried about hurting me with his fangs.
"M-Marcus?"
"Yes, Milady?"
"My chest…." I suggest.
He kisses the middle of my chest before stopping.
"Could we sit down again?" He asks.
"Y-Yes of course."
He picks me up by my thighs and lies me down on the bed. He holds himself over me with his arms. My nipples are erect and sensitive. Marcus takes one in his mouth. A moan escapes my lips. He looks at me, lust in his eyes.
"Y-You like that?" He says excitedly.
"Yes…." I turn my head away from him, embarrassed.
His tongue plays with my right nipple. I bite my lip. He grabs my other boob and begins to fondle it. I moan again as he sucks one nipple while squeezing the other. My body feels so good. I didn’t think doing this would feel this good. I run my fingers through Marcus's hair, it's fluffy. He stops playing with my breasts and kisses me again. His tongue immediately enters my mouth. His hands slide down my body to my legs. He holds them gently as he slides his hands up and down my thighs, caressing them. I lean towards him as I indulge in our kiss. His hands slide to my inner thighs.
"Do you want me to lick down there too, Milady?" He asks.
"If you want to…." I open my legs for him.
He lowers his head to between my thighs and gets down on one knee. He pulls me closer to the edge of the bed. Without hesitation, he licks my vagina. I moan immediately, startled. That felt too good. I grab his head and gently bring him closer to me. His tongue slides in deeper. I caress his hair and ears as he pleasures me. He slides his tongue up and down my vagina so quickly... He pushes your legs apart and begins to lick even faster. I don't think I can handle him.
"M…Marcus," I moan, involuntarily gripping onto his hair.
I can feel myself about to orgasm. He figures out where my clit is and begins only licking there. I come, I can't resist it.
"Milady, c-can I put it in now?" He looks up at me.
"Y-Yes, please," I whine, thirsty for more.
My voice must have aroused Marcus because his penis jumps and his face turns red again.
"Please lay in the middle of the bed, s-so I have space." He requests, standing up.
I sit up and scoot to the middle. Marcus climbs on top of me. He instinctively rubs his tip against my wet vagina. I’m just now realizing but he's big. Almost the same size as my forearm. Is that going to fit inside me?
"Are you sure?" He asks politely.
I nod nervously.
"B-Be gentle." I plead.
He slowly slides his tip in, and I gasp and moan.
He watches my reaction as he slowly pushes more of himself in. I cover my mouth. It hurts, but it feels good too. He pushes in a little more. He's in me now. He begins to slowly slide in and out of me. Each time, I let out a couple of moans. It feels so good. I close my eyes and grip onto the bedsheets. It's like the world is spinning as I tilt my head back and sigh.
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"W-Would you like me to stop?" He seems worried that I’m in pain.
"No! Please, keep going…" I shake my head quickly.
He's panting as he watches me. I tilt my head up and look at his face. He has this expression on his face. One that says he's deeply arousal. I become red. As he looks down at my stomach and himself thrusting into me, he speeds up. I lean forward and place my hands on either side of his face. I tilt his face up and make him look at me. He bites his lip, drawing blood with his fang. I move my hands down to his hips. He kisses me deeply, some of his blood getting inside my mouth. Instead of being repulsed, it actually tastes quite sweet. I moan into his mouth as I come again. I can feel myself tighten around his penis. He pulls himself out and shoots his cum onto my stomach.
"Ah! I-I'm sorry I should've asked first!" He panics.
"N-No that's ok!" You reassure him, panting.
"You felt really good, Milady." He says softly.
I blush, "Y-You did too."
He gets off of me and picks his shirt up. He then comes back to bed and uses it to wipe his semen off of me.
"Oh no! You didn't have to use your shirt!"
He looks at you shyly, "Well… if I didn't wipe it quickly then you would get sticky. And that might make you uncomfortable." He says.
"Sticky?" I ask curiously.
"When it dries it feels weird...." He explains.
"Oh…. How do you know?" I question.
"Um… I-I fell asleep one time… after doing that." He admits embarrassedly.
I let out a light laugh. My face turns bright red as I realize we’re both still naked, however. "Perhaps we should get dressed now!" I suggest, flustered.
I stand up and collect my bra and underwear. Quickly, I put them on. Marcus watches me get dressed. As I go to grab my dress from the bed, Marcus pulls me on top of his naked lap. "M-Marcus?" I say, surprised.
"I-I haven't marked you yet… but you agreed so… this might hurt a little bit, milady." He says apologetically before turning your head.
His fangs sink into your neck, making me wince. After puncturing the vein, he sucks on your neck as if leaving a hickey. I can still feel the blood leaving me. It's been about six seconds, I’m starting to feel dizzy. He hasn't stopped yet… four more seconds pass. I close my eyes and accept that I may have to pass out to allow him to mark me. I gently place my hand on his fluffy hair, accepting things.
"You can k-keep drinking M-Marcus," I say weakly.
He holds my head and waist to prevent me from falling. After 15 seconds pass, I inevitably pass out in his arms. When I wake up, I’m in Vincent's room. I’m lying in his bed, Marcus is next to me, and Vincent seems to be mixing something on his medic desk. Marcus beams at me when he realizes I’ve come to. Vincent turns around, he looks displeased.
"You've been out for seven hours." Vincent informs me.
"I-I have?!" I ask shocked.
"I'm sorry…." Marcus says, looking guilty.
"No, I said you could keep going." I smile and place my hand on his.
Vincent looks at our hands touching then turns back around. Marcus slowly moves his hand away and leans closer to me.
"Vincent is upset with me." He frowns and whispers.
"Why?" I whisper back.
"I don't know, ehe." He replies.
I sit up. Marcus must have dressed me before bringing me here.
"How do you feel?" Vincent asks.
"I feel fine," I say.
"Good, after you've been marked your body can produce more blood." He says. "I recall you saying you didn't want to be marked because you thought it was selfish." Vincent says sounding a bit annoyed.
"I-I don't remember that…." I lie, embarrassedly, since Marcus is here.
"Just admit you're jealous!" Marcus says to his brother.
"I am jealous." Vincent brings me the medicine he's been preparing.
The two of them glare at each other. Are they fighting over me?! Vincent hands me the pestle and mortar he was using. The paste is an orange color with traces of green fibers. Yuck.
"I'm sorry it doesn't look very appetizing. You'll feel better a few minutes after eating this." He suggests.
I use the pestle as a spoon and eat a small amount. It tastes horrible… and metallic. I hand the bowl back to Vincent.
"There…" I say, done with it.
"You need to eat the whole thing…" Vincent clarifies.
"…But I feel fine," I insist.
"Stand up then." He says.
Marcus stands up and waits for me. I weakly pull the covers off of me and stand up. My knees wobble, but I can still stand.
"S-See, I'm fine," I smile, hoping he’ll believe me.
"A gust of wind could knock you over, sit back down." Vincent claims.
Marcus agrees with Vincent.
I sit down and take the bowl back from Vincent. I stomach the taste of the medicine and finish most of it, frowning. While I ate, Vincent and Marcus began having a conversation. They seemed to have been arguing rather. I feel my neck for Marcus's bite mark. It's gone. All I can feel is a circle, this must be Marcus's marking. I wish could see it. Marcus's face is red and to the ground, Vincent appears to be telling him something. I set the bowl down on the table beside the bed and stand up and stretch. I sure feel a lot stronger. Marcus looks up at me. Completely ignoring what Vincent is saying, he rushes over to me.
"Milady! You're all better now?" He asks, happy.
"Yes, I am," I answer.
"Let's leave now, dinner is ready." He grabs my hand.
"Thank you for the medicine, Vincent…." I glance over at him before Marcus pulls me out of the room.
I follow Marcus to the dining room and see the other vampires sitting down, eating. For me, there is a plate with cooked meat and veggies. They were serious about making sure my food was to my liking. I sit down between Lucian and Caeru. Benille is just poking his food. Marcus sits at the end of the table. Soon after I arrive, Vincent joins as well. None of them speak. The air is rather dense. I take a bite of my food, it tastes good.
"Why aren't you eating?" Lucian asks Beni.
Finally, someone spoke!
"I ate earlier." He responds.
"Then why would you make yourself a plate?" Lucian says sounding irritated.
Beni sighs and starts eating his food slowly.
"I see that you have been Marked by one of us." Caeru states bluntly.
I look over at him, surprised.
"Yes…. Yes, I have been." I nod, a little embarrassed.
"It was me," Marcus says proudly, "We're dating now."
"We are." I agree.
"Congratulations." Lucian says, his tone sounding devoid of any happiness.
The others are silent. Dinner is very quiet tonight. After I finish my plate, I stand up and excuse myself.
"I'll be going to bed now, goodnight," I tell all of them.
"Goodnight." All of them say.
I begin to walk to my room. Once I’m there, I put
on a nightgown. Before I can get in my bed, I hear a knock. When I open the door, it’s Marcus. "Can we sleep together, Milady?" He smiles.
"Sure," I nod.
He comes into my room. I close the door behind him and walk back over to the bed. I lift the blanket and get under it. Marcus gets in after me.
"May I hold you?" He asks politely.
I think back to the bruises Vincent left. Will Marcus leave that too? Still, it’ll be weird if I tell him no now that we’re dating.
"G-Go ahead," I scoot closer to him.
He wraps his arms around my shoulders and brings my head to his chest. His grip is gentle. I wrap my arms around him as well.
"Sleep well," I say to him, quietly.
"Mhm!" He says bubbly.
I close my eyes and fall asleep. Once again, I wake up in the middle of the night. I sit up in bed. Marcus is fast asleep lying on his back, his arms spread out. There’s a tapping in the halls, I get up and walk to the door to see what it is. When I open the door and look to the left, then to the right, I see Lucian walking down the hall. I rub my eyes to see clearer. What? He's gone now? I step out into the hall and walk in the direction that Lucian went.
"Lucian?" I whisper.
Since he has good hearing he should be able to hear me right? Why didn’t he respond to me? I pick up my pace and reach the end of the hall, near the steps.
"L-Lucian?" I whisper a bit louder.
Did he go upstairs? I head upstairs as well. Right as I reach the last step, I see Lucian walk right past me. I turn my head to see where he went, but he's gone again.
"Luciaannn…" I say quietly, calling out to him.
I wait a moment to see if I'll spot him again.
"Why do you keep calling my name?" A voice behind me says.
I flinch and turn around. For some reason, he won't look directly at me.
"But- you were just over there- what?" I say confused.
"What?" He takes me by the arm and begins taking me back downstairs.
"I think you're seeing things…" He suggests.
"No- I'm sure it was you!" I exclaim.
He walks past my room.
"Hey… where are we going?" I ask nervously.
He doesn't respond. Come to think of it he's wearing a hood right now even though we’re inside. Why is he taking me to the front door?
"L-Lucian?" I pull his hood off.
I shriek. This man is not Lucian!
"You shouldn't be her-" He tries to say.
"Let me go!" I yell.
Immediately, he lets me go and sprints out of the manor. The real Lucian appears next to me panting, and then Marcus, Vincent, Benille, and Caeru all show up too. They all look frightened.
"Are you ok?!" Marcus asks, concerned.
Caeru looks outside the door frantically before running outside to see if anyone is there. Vincent follows behind him.
"Y-Yes I'm fine. Just startled," I say, panting from your adrenaline.
"I'm sorry," Lucian says, "I could hear you calling me- but I… I couldn't move…."
"I couldn't move either…." Beni says, suspicious.
"You should have woken me up if you heard something in the halls." Marcus says, grabbing my hands.
Lucian goes still. After a moment he clears his throat.
"Marcus, go help Vincent and Caeru. Benille, Lilac you two come with me." He instructs and grabs hold of your wrist. Marcus looks upset.
"Huh? B-But I want to stay with milady!" Marcus whines.
"They need your help. Go." Lucian commands.
I give a comforting smile to Marcus and squeeze his hands.
"I'll be fine, I'll be waiting for you to return," I say to comfort him.
He tries to muster a smile back before running off with his heightened speed.
"Let's go now." Beni says.
"O-Okay!" I nod, anxious.
Just what is going on? Lucian quickly guides me to the lower level of the house, Beni watching behind.
"What's going on?" I ask worriedly.
"They were forming an attack against us." Lucian reveals.
"Who??!" I ask shocked.
"Werewolves." Beni answers.
My face turns pale.
"W-Werew-wolves…?" I ask, scared.
"Yes." Lucian takes a key out of his pocket and unlocks a dark door.
He pulls me and Beni inside then walks in and locks the door.
"Benille, Vincent says, in the event a werewolf manages to break through and get inside this room, and manages to kill me, you are to sacrifice yourself to allow Lilac to escape. Is that clear?" Lucian asks.
"…I understand." Beni submits, looking unhappy.
"W-What?! No! Don't die over me! We just met!" I yell at them.
"If you were to die, not only would Vincent kill us, but Marcus would likely get to us first, enraged. But don't worry, vampires don't die easily… unfortunately." Lucian admits gloomily.
I frown in terror. Why are the werewolves attacking them? And why did they say that I shouldn't be here?? Am I going to die?! My breathing rapidly increases as I begin to panic.
"Please," Lucian hugs me, "Don't worry, you're safe here." He tries to calm me.
"Yes, we will protect you," Beni adds.
My heart stops beating so quickly, and I’m able to calm down. Lucian lets go of me. I find a chair to sit down on. This room is quite dark and dusty.
"Is there a light?" I ask.
"Why? Oh- humans can't see well in the dark… hm…." Lucian walks over somewhere and suddenly there's a lit candle.
"Thank you," I say.
I look around the room. This looks like it used to be a bedroom. I wonder if it belonged to anyone. I watch as Lucian walks over to a corner and leans against the wall. He crosses his arms and lets out a quick "tch." He looks annoyed. Maybe it's too loud for him. Benille seems fine.
…
The three of us wait in silence for a long time. I eventually get up and look around, finding a book. I slowly read it, hoping it will make time pass faster. After a few pages, I realize this isn't just a book… it's someone's journal…. Was this a bedroom after all? Should I be reading this? After thinking for some time, I decide it would be best not to read it. I set the book back down where I found it. A couple more hours pass, and, I fall asleep. When I wake, Beni and Lucian are still keeping watch.
"…Are they okay?" I ask, worried.
"I don't know… they're not in my hearing range." Lucian walks over to me and inspects me.
"W-What are you doing… what if they're dead?!" I ask frantically.
"They're not, your mark would disappear if the one who left it died." He explains.
I feel my neck. The mark is still there! That's great. I hope they're not hurt.
"It's possible that they might not be back for a few days… what do we do then?" Benille asks Lucian.
"…I'll bring food. There's no one in the manor besides us. But… who in the hell was able to come inside undetected and prevent us from moving?" Lucian questions calmly.
"Perhaps it was magic?" I suggest.
"Hm…." Lucian thinks. "Before you screamed, what happened? No, no. From the moment you left your room, what happened? Why were you calling my name?"
"Ah… well. I thought I saw you walking in the halls. So, I went to see where you were going but I kept losing you… then you appeared behind me. But it was that man… he had red hair just like yours and he was dragging me toward the main door… he told me that I shouldn't be here…." I relay, glumly.
Lucian thinks. "What would the werewolves want with you?…." He mutters to himself.
He flinches. "Quiet!" He commands to me and Beni, and both of us freeze.
I even hold my breath. Lucian listens for a while.
"I can hear them. Marcus is running home. Vincent is… Vincent is carrying Caeru, his heartbeat sounds faint…." Lucian frowns. "They're still about 24 km away."
"That's so far… where did they go?" I wonder.
"Let's wait for them to come home before going up." Beni says.
"Okay…." I say worriedly.
Beni walks over behind me and places his hands on my shoulders. I turn my neck to look up at him and see what he's doing.
"Your body tells me you're tensed." He smiles as he begins slowly massaging me.
His hands are cold, yet soft and delicate. Should I allow this? I grab his hands and remove them from my shoulders.
"You should wait your turn. Keep your hands to yourself in the meantime." I say bluntly.
Beni smirks and crosses his arms.
"Wait for my turn?" He asks intrigued.
"If there is one," I add.
"Right…." He says, but the smirk is still there.
I watch as he returns to his spot on the floor. My ears pick up on a low growl. I turn my head to the right, where it came from.
Lucian looks irritated again.
"Is something the matter?" I ask, concerned.
He ignores me.
"Hm?" Beni questions if I’m talking to him.
"Lucian?" You address him.
"No…. I'm fine." He says, closing his eyes and putting his head down.
An hour passes.
"They're closer. We can leave the room now." Lucian states.
"Finally!" Beni sighs.
I stand up and dust myself off.
Lucian unlocks the door, "Stay behind me, Lilac." He commands.
"Ok…." I say.
Beni walks behind me. We make our way to the front door slowly. Once we walk past the dining room, the front door flings open.