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Damn you Lilith, Damn you for taking my love and smashing it to pieces.
I furrowed my brow and wished for a moment that I had never let her go, that I never let her leave.
9
CHARLES
It wasn’t long before Charity returned to the room, mostly out of fear. And I finally got my wish and gave her a thorough fucking after I’d dried her tears. Although, I know I’d not satisfied her in the way Freyja did—she didn’t squirt with me.
I’d fucked her with me on top and one leg up. Then, I’d turned her over and fucked her the way I did back in Freyja’s cabin. She’d cried out a little, but not the way she’d cried out with Freyja.
I’d come too quickly, pulling out and jacking myself off on her ass, then collapsing. I’d noted her silence but was too glazed by my own euphoria to say anything about it.
Was this something she could always do each time she came? Was it only something she could do with another woman? In a certain position? I thought about it long enough for the fire to go out and for Charity’s soft snores to interrupt my questions.
I folded my body around her smaller frame, and I felt thankful for everything I had, for the first time ever.
Should I be afraid that I was amongst vampires? Should I forget about Freyja and her fate and just get Charity away from here?
I didn’t feel threatened by Domenico, and I sure as hell was happy to be away from the wolf-man back in Wales. The size of that beast was enough to make any man tremble, and I certainly did not want to stick around and find out if they liked the taste of men. I was most certain they did.
I would keep a close eye on Charity, and slowly introduce her to all the wonderful things this castle had to offer.
She’d miss her family for a little while, but I was sure she would forget about them once we found Freyja and made sure she was safe. I knew she had developed a bond with her, but was it authentic? Or was it only magic? I believed the latter, and I knew Freyja would not be happy with me. After all, I’d led her straight to Domenico, and now who knows where she was kept after that hideous cage. I made a silent prayer to God that Freyja was safe and unharmed, for Charity’s sake. Surely if I asked Domenico where she was and if we could see her, he would allow us to.
I held onto that hope while I felt Charity’s back rise and fall into my chest. I smiled to myself, sated and sleepy.
Tomorrow, I’d take her to the kitchens and feed her fresh baked muffins with strawberries. That would cheer her up.
***
I woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat.
Dante’s words stung the insides of my ears, and I couldn’t forget them, no matter how much I tried.
“When you find her, you mustn’t fuck her. That is how she will control you…she will own you.”
How could Dante have possibly known that? Why didn’t he just hand her over to Domenico himself?
I had to fight every urge seated so deeply inside of me, and I had failed. I had given in to my urges, had them both, and still managed to bring her to Domenico. I’d done it, so why did his words fill my head until I couldn’t sleep at night?
I stood from the bed, careful not to wake Charity. I would find him, and I’d question him myself.
I knew exactly where he would be, and my feet carried me through the familiar halls until I was downstairs, facing the tall door of the apothecary.
I knocked twice, gently, and then once loudly. He would know it was me.
The door opened with a creak, and Dante’s beady eyes found mine, “Charles, come in. Hurry.”
“Were you expecting me?” I asked, confused at his eagerness to see me inside.
“I was not, but I had a feeling you would come asking me questions soon enough. Come, I want to show you something.”
The moon was high in the sky, and the light filtering in through the tall, oval shaped window to the left of the potion room. I ‘d never been allowed inside before, but Dante ushered me to the sill, lined with deep red tinctures of blood all standing up.
“Behold…the blood of Lilith.”
Lilith? Was I to know this name?
