by M. A. Thomas
“I’m intrigued,” he said.
“You’ll have to wait and see.”
They reached the top of the mountain and the broom began to descend.
“How will we know where the witch lives?” she asked.
“Something tells me she’ll come to us,” he said.
Down through the tallest trees Lela had ever seen, the broom fell.
She looked below and saw a pack of wolves, tearing a dead animal’s flesh.
“Eldrich,” she said.
“Don’t worry,” he said, jumping off the broom.
They were at least thirty feet from the ground. I’m in love with a mad vampire!
The broom halted, hovering in the air above Eldrich and the wolves.
The alpha male wolf leaped onto Eldrich. Eldrich pushed him off with his arm; the wolf landed some twenty feet away. The other wolves growled.
“Who’s next?” Eldrich asked, crossing his arms.
The alpha male regained his stance and came at Eldrich again. This time, Eldrich grabbed and twisted his neck. Upon seeing their now dead leader the other wolves retreated and disappeared into the woods.
The broom started falling again. Lela’s feet touched the earth. She sprinted into Eldrich’s arms.
Before she could contain herself, she unbuttoned his trousers, pushed down his pants and took his cock in her mouth.
Moaning, he said, “Sweetness of mine. Yes, take it in deeper. That’s it, good, very good.”
She wanted all of him in her mouth and she drew him in deeper and deeper, sucking and licking him. His fighting the wolves had aroused her beyond her control. She felt like an animal and she didn’t care. Standing, she lifted her dress and leaned against a tree.
“Come to me,” she said.
He wasted no time. “I want to devour you,” he said, sliding his fingers into her.
“No,” she whispered, moving his hand aside.
“What do you want me to do?” he asked.
“I want your cock inside of me. I want you to push into me as if today is your last day.”
He raised her arms above her head and entered her.
“Harder,” she said.
He obeyed.
She was absolutely intoxicated.
“Turn me around,” she said.
He obeyed. Powering into her again, he put his arm across her upper back and pressed her body against the tree.
“Tonight is your last night, love,” she said.
He pulled out of her and ripped her dress off. Then he grabbed her and threw her to the ground.
“My turn,” he said.
“Anything you want,” she said.
“Crawl away from me.”
The heat she was feeling was killing her. She almost felt nonhuman as if the mountain was turning her into a ravenous animal.
Crawling, she said, “Don’t hurt me.” Yes, oh, yes, hurt me.
“Smother your body with dirt,” he said.
She obeyed. Oh, yes, she did. She spread dirt on her face, her breasts and her stomach.
“Down below, too,” he said.
Gently, she smeared dirt between her thighs.
“You’re so dirty,” he said. “My sweet dirty, Princess. Now get up and run from me. Run as fast as you can.”
Blessed Gods, what has gotten into us? Whatever it is, I want more. I want him to chase me and knock me down and plunge into me...
She came to her feet and soared through the trees as if the God of Death had called her to him. The moon’s glow guided her.
Suddenly, she was no longer running. She was on her back on the ground and Eldrich, oh, sweet Gods, was plunging into her with all his strength. Wrapping her legs high around his back, she gushed and then immediately had a second orgasm followed by bloody hell, a third!
Sinking his fangs into her plump breasts, he drew her blood as if he meant to drain her.
“Love, you’re taking too much. You need to stop.”
He thrust into her one last time and then pulled his fangs from her breasts. “I’m sorry if I scared you.”
Lying on her back, staring at the moon, Lela smiled. He had stopped when she asked him. He had not taken anything too far. She loved him even more because she knew he would never, ever hurt her. She wanted to push the boundaries of their sexual escapades even more.
“You got a little overly excited. As did I. That was intense,” she said, breathing heavily.
“Maybe it’s the mountain air,” he said.
“Or the full moon,” she said.
“Whatever it was, let’s do it again,” he said, standing and offering his hand to her.
“Now?” She could hardly breathe.
“I need to regain my strength,” he said with a grin.
“You’re not the only one,” she said, taking a hold of his hand.
He pulled her up. “I’ll return in a few seconds.”
“Where are you going?”
“To get our clothes and the broom,” he said and disappeared.
Seconds later, he was back.
“Your dress is slightly ripped, forgive me,” he said, handing it to her.
“Ah, yes, I bet you’re very sorry you tore my dress,” she said with a chuckle.
Smiling, he put on his trousers and shirt.
She threw on her dress and tugged at the torn collar. “Barely noticeable.”
“It’s noticeable to me,” he said.
“Quit it. You’re not helping.”
He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the nose. “I adore you. Ripped clothes and all.”
“I’m a princess, you know,” she said. “Accustomed to only the finest of things.”
He tilted his head and then leaned in for another kiss. This time his mouth met hers.
“What a lovely couple,” a voice said.
***
Three men and a woman encircled them.
Eldrich got in front of Lela and extended his arms. “Why are you here, Zaul?”
The man whom Eldrich had called Zaul moved in closer. Taller than Eldrich, he had long, flowing hair which fell past his waist. His face was scarred and he wore a patch on one eye. Lela had a suspicion that the newcomers were vampires.
“So lovely, indeed,” he said, his gaze on Lela.
“Without the golden ball, you have no claim on her,” Eldrich said.
Zaul sighed and then sighed again. “Yes, yes, we know.”
“But yet, we still find ourselves wanting her. Look at her, she’s delicious,” the woman vampire said, locking hands with Zaul.
“You’re rather selfish, Eldrich,” Zaul said. “But then, you’ve always been selfish. Does she know who you really are?”
“Be on your way!” Eldrich said.
Lela bent down to pick up the broom. She considered getting on it and demanding it take her away, but she couldn’t leave Eldrich and what’s more, she wasn’t sure if the broom would obey her since they hadn’t completed their mission.
“You have a witch’s broom? Fascinating. What are you two up to?” Zaul asked.
“We ask the same of you. Why are you here?” Eldrich asked.
“Sweetheart, have you seen gold in the forest lately?” Zaul asked, staring at Lela.
Lela came from behind Eldrich. She’d not let this vampire humiliate her.
“A dusting of gold among leaves does not constitute a golden ball,” she said.
“My, my, she’s brave. Very nice,” Zaul said.
“Unless you see a golden ball here, get on your way,” Lela said and swallowed. Keep still knees, keep still.
“We may not be able to claim you yet, but don’t think the golden ball isn’t coming for you. The dusting you saw is its way of letting you know it’s finding its way back,” Zaul said.
All of the vampires then rose into the air, hovering over Lela and Eldrich.
“By the look on your face, you had no idea some vampires can fly,” Zaul said to Lela. “Oh, Eldrich, you disappoint. Have you told her nothing about our kin
d?”
“Let us be,” Eldrich said.
“Ah, yes, for now, only for now,” Zaul said.
***
“Can you fly?” Lela asked Eldrich after Zaul and the other vampires flew off.
“No,” he said, taking her hand.
“Are you keeping anything from me?” she asked.
“Yes.”
She let go of his hand and locked eyes with him. “Tell me.”
“I love you. I would give my life for you.”
“And I would do the same for you. But if we’re to live together, I must know what secret you’re keeping from me.”
“I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you.” He got on his knees.
Lela was tempted to tell him that whatever he was hiding from her wouldn’t make a difference. That she would stay with him no matter what he told her. But she couldn’t bring herself to say those words.
His eyes welling up, he said, “I’m the Prince of the Barmoth vampires.”
Stepping back, she said, “What? What does that mean?”
Bloody hell!
He put his face in his hands and stood. “I wanted to tell you.”
“Why didn’t you? For bloody hell, blessed Gods’ sake, you’re a prince, a real prince.” She picked up a stick and threw it against a tree.
“I was going to tell you the night I came to your room. But I just couldn’t do it. I was falling in love with you. I was afraid if I told you who I was...”
“That I would throw you out, spit in your face. Is that what you thought?”
“I needed to protect you,” he said.
Lela walked up to him and slapped him. “You disgust me.”
“I’m so sorry,” he said.
“Did you have anything to do with my mother’s disappearance? Oh, Gods, did you drink from her?” She burst into tears. Please tell me you didn’t!
“I...was the one who made the pact with your mother. She came to me and begged me to let you live. My kind wanted to kill you from the moment they discovered that the golden ball was following you.”
Coughing and gagging, Lela tried to keep from fainting. He had broken her very soul.
“You evil, despicable creature! Get away from me!
“Let me finish my words, please, Lela, you have to let me tell you everything.”
“If I had a stake, I’d pierce your heart.”
“I tried to keep my kind from trying to hurt you. I swear it. They wouldn’t listen to me.”
“You’re their bloody prince!” She gagged again.
“And the golden ball is our God. How could I ask them to ignore our God? Vampires despise who they are. We want to be human again. To fall in love. Have children. Walk in the sun. And die from old age. The golden ball chose you.”
“Oh, Gods, I can’t hear this.”
“Your mother visited me and asked me for my help. I knew that if she offered herself to my kind, they would leave you alone for a while. Her blood saved you.”
“I hate you.”
“It was either her or you. Do you understand what I’m saying? There was nothing I could do.”
“My poor mother.”
“She saved you,” he said.
“Did you drink from her?” she asked, sobbing.
“No. I swear it. I swear it on the love I have for you. I swear it on my life. May the sun come up now and strike me down. I swear I did not drink from your mother. The night she gave herself to us, I renounced my crown. I walked away from my kind. I was ashamed.”
“I can’t be with you.”
“I turned from my kind. What they did was wrong. I wish I could have prevented it,” he said.
“But you didn’t. You let it happen and then because you were ashamed, you walked away from it all. Do you think that makes you a hero?”
“My deed did not go unpunished. The same night I abandoned my kind, a witch cursed me...turned me into a frog.”
“And stupidly, I helped you break the curse and then I actually fell in love with you. Oh, hell, did you know who I was when you found me in the well?”
He raised his eyes to the moon.
“You did, didn’t you?”
“I lived in the forest, the same forest which you visited often. How could I not know who you were? Bloody hell, Lela, I was guilt-ridden. There were so many times I thought about coming up to you and telling you everything. I was a frog! What was I supposed to do? Hop over to you and start talking to you? You would have run away screaming.”
“So you waited until I fell in the well. How very sweet of you.”
“No! The golden ball decided to make itself known to you that day. I knew that vampires were going to come after you. They would not have hesitated to drain you. The ball led you to the well. It wanted you to fall in.”
“Hold your tongue!”
“Listen to me. The ball wanted to keep you trapped until sundown. It was holding you captive for vampires.”
“Luckily, you were there to help get me out,” she said.
“I don’t expect you to believe me. But I’m telling you the truth. I couldn’t let what happened to your mother happen to you,” he said.
“What about the witch’s curse?”
“It sounds absurd but it’s the truth. In order to break her curse I had to lie with a princess. I knew you would agree to anything I asked for. You were at the bottom of a well. I had to try.”
“You’re disgusting.”
I wanted to protect you. How could I defend you as a frog? I needed to redeem myself.”
“You and I are no more,” she said, hoping the earth would open below her and swallow her.
“I can’t breathe without you,” he said.
“Then you will die,” she said.
“Enough!” a woman’s voice said.
***
“You’re here to ask my forgiveness. I will not stand here for a second more listening to a spoiled princess and a pathetic, guilty vampire arguing about things I care not about. Now, both of you kneel in front of me.”
“Are you Stiltz,” Lela asked.
“If you say my name again, you’ll never see your father again!”
The witch was not at all how Lela imagined her. She was beautiful with long black hair, soft facial features and a curvy body.
“Forgive us, “Eldrich said, kneeling.
“Seeing you like this makes me wonder why I ever wanted to lie with you. A vampire kneeling in front of a witch. Sad, so very sad. Yet here you’re,” the witch said to Eldrich.
“Forgive us, please forgive us for hurting you,” Lela said.
“Do you have a problem following orders? You’re not a princess here. The mountains belong to witches.”
“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again,” Lela said, getting on her knees.
“That’s better. Now then, let’s get started,” she said.
“You’re here to beg me to return your father and the rest of your people. It’s all rather easy. I despise you both. I used to think I hated Eldrich more for rejecting me. But then, I decided that indeed, I hate you both equally. You see, although witches are secretive creatures we cannot stand rejection. It drives us mad. And when we don’t get what we want, well, someone has to suffer for it.”
“Tell us what you want from us,” Lela said, interlocking her fingers.
“Grovel. Plead with me,” she said.
“Will you then return my people?” Lela asked.
“Your people? Of whom do you speak?” she asked.
“My people...the people from the castle,” Lela said.
“And also—”
“Quiet!” She interrupted Eldrich. “You have my word,” she said to Lela.
“I beg you. Please forgive me for hurting you. You’re a merciful and beautiful witch who deserves to be treated with respect. You deserve love. Eldrich and I deserve nothing. We were wrong to have fallen in love,” Lela said.
“It was wrong of me to reject you,” Eldrich said. “Someone as
beautiful as you should never have to know rejection. I beg you. Forgive me. Forgive us.”
The witch twirled around and began to dance. “Your words have made me happy. When I’m happy I dance.”
“Seeing you happy is all that matters to us,” Eldrich said.
“Dance, oh, beautiful witch,” Lela said.
The witch twirled and twirled and then bowed.
Lela and Eldrich clapped.
“Bravo,” Lela said.
“Well done,” Eldrich said.
“You may both stand,” she said.
“Are we forgiven?” Lela asked.
The witch put Lela’s hand in Eldrich’s. “I forgive you. The spell is lifted.”
“Thank you,” Lela said, kissing the witch’s hand.
