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“Vlad,” I moaned.

He rose and kissed my mouth softly. “You are mine. Tell me that. That you are mine. ”

I sucked on his bottom lip, tasting my blood, and he pushed me down.

“Tell me,” he said. “Tell me that you are mine and I am yours. ”

Slowly, drawing my tongue over his lips, I reached down and gripped his length firmly in my hand. “I am yours,” I lied.

Whatever he saw in my eyes, he relished it and kissed me deeply. Sliding one arm under my leg, he opened me and pushed inside. I remember the intensity of that moment for it is the only time I lay with him that I truly wanted him within me.

In the aftermath, he lay with his face buried in my neck, his arms around my waist. Our bodies were intertwined and I could feel my heartbeat fading as the blood that gave me life slowly lost its power.

The windows were closed, sealed shut to keep out the sunlight, and the room was thick with darkness.

His fingers combed through my long red hair as he lay next to me.

“You are Countess Dracula in all ways, Glynis,” he said finally.

“I know this,” I answered softly.

“Do you?”

“Yes,” I said, turning to gaze into his green eyes through the gloom.

He returned my gaze steadily. “I do not think you do yet. ”

I had to concede this point. I could not fathom half of what he said to me or believe it. My fingers played with his long hair idly.

“You are my wife and I will not share you with any other. You are mine,” he said in a low voice.

I sighed and tried not to think of Ignatius. I did not wish to feel I had betrayed him by submitting to Vlad. The bond I share with my Master angers me, yet that night, it comforted me.

“You are a brute,” I said at last in response.

He slid his fingers into my hair and pressed his lips to my cheek as he whispered, “I forgive you. But I will not forgive him. ”

“I know not what you speak of,” I answered, sliding my hand down his chest to caress his manhood.

“You are a vixen,” he said with a laugh and the dark tone was gone from his voice. He caught my hand and drew it to his lips to kiss. “Tomorrow, I shall arrange for us to move on to Vienna. I am not satisfied here,” he said at last.

I nodded, understanding far too well my own dissatisfaction.

“Vlad,” I said softly.

“Yes?”

I hesitated, then said, “I still hate you. ”

He laughed with delight. “Yes, I know. ”

I sighed as he pulled me closer to him. Wrapping his arms around me, he nuzzled my cheek.

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nbsp; “If you know, why do you keep me as your first?”

Vlad was very quiet and very still, but at last said, “Because it is your right. ”

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