Dracula and His Brides

by Darren Cage

  “You spend more time away than you do with me. I haven’t had many long conversations with you because of it. I had no idea if you were going out to feed or fuck.”

  Stela lowered her head. “It’s been a long while now that I’ve been a vampire, but I can’t quite let go of my old life, not entirely.”

  “I never said you had to.”

  She pierced me with her stare. “You kidnapped me, remember?”

  “Yes, but you haven’t truly been here against your will for most of that time.”

  “True enough.” Her long fingers rubbed her forehead. “I just feel like I can’t be in complete control all of the time. I make mistakes too often, and when I do, people die.”

  “Maybe we should rely on each other more,” I said.

  “I… I would like that.” She smiled at me, but then her lips twisted downward. “Did you really talk to her about marriage?”

  “My marriage with Mihaela.”

  “I mean you and her.”

  “She did express a desire to marry me, yes.”

  Stela shook her head. “Does she even know what you are? And who is the other chick? Another one of your human fuck buddies?”

  I winced. “Catina—”

  “Did you feed from her? From either of them?”

  Her tone was accusatory, and I couldn’t blame her.

  “You never said if you slept with another,” I pointed out.

  “I haven’t. Not since we…” She glared at me, clearly wanting me to answer her question now.

  “Catina—”

  “Oh,” Catina muttered softly. Her hand went to her head. “What happened? Wait. You.”

  She sat up and then leapt to her feet, nose-to-nose with Stela.

  “You killed me!”

  Stela gaped at her and then turned angry eyes at me. “You gave her your blood?”

  "It's a good thing he did, or else you would have killed me killed me."

  “That had been the plan,” Stela snapped.

  “Why? Upset that your pussy isn’t enough for Vlad’s cock? It’s not my fault that I’m so successful that I have enough workers that I don’t have to work more than two hours a day to keep my business thriving, which means I can have my pussy available to Vlad whenever and where he wants me.”

  Stela looked ready to kill Catina again, and I shifted to stand between them. Only my vampire strength allowed me to create space in the middle.

  “I’m only going to say this once,” I said in a low tone that broke no arguments. “Vampires crave blood and sex, but I never used you, Catina.” I shifted toward Stela, but before I could apologize again, she nodded.

  “We share a bond,” Catina said.

  “I do. With you. With Stela.”

  Catina’s nostrils flared. “I’m not ready to have this conversation. I… I’m thirsty.”

  “I’ll get you some blood,” I informed her.

  “Not fresh,” Stela called.

  “Why not?” Catina asked. “What does she mean by fresh?”

  “She means from the vein.”

  “Why not?” Catina repeated.

  "Because you couldn't stop yourself when you were a human from giving in to your desires," Stela said. "If you think I didn't overhear about you and your little friend fisting each other—"

  Catina hissed and lunged toward her, but I blocked Catina.

  “Drink and then we’ll talk.”

  “You and me?” Catina asked, brightening.

  “All three of us.” I glanced at Stela, who nodded again.

  It wasn't going to be the easiest of talks, but it had to happen and the sooner, the better.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Catina was thirsty, very thirsty. So much so that I needed to get blood from three different women to get her to stop hounding for more.

  I wasn’t even certain what time of the day it was, but Andreea and Stela were waiting in the parlor. They sat on opposite ends of the couch, and Catina tugged me toward one of the chairs. She pushed me down, but as I figured she meant to sit on my lap, I refused.

  “Please. Sit on the couch with the others,” I directed.

  Catina pouted and then threw back her head and laughed. “I feel as if you’re making me sit there to punish me. Have I been a naughty girl? Do I need to be spanked?”

  She actually bent over, wiggling her ass. Honestly, it was tempting, but I just cleared my throat.

  Huffing a sigh, Catina sat down and then leaned forward, purposely trying to reveal more cleavage.

  She was trying to stake her claim on me. This was not going to go well at all for me, but I only had myself to blame.

  “Why did you want Andreea here?” Stela asked.

  I wanted to smile, pleased that she had learned Andreea’s name, but I was too… I wasn’t afraid. Anxious wasn’t correct either. Apprehensive? Maybe.

  “All of you know what I am,” I started.

  “And now I’m one too.” Catina bit her lower lip, drawing blood and licking it as she grinned at Andreea.

  “I thought so,” Andreea murmured, leaning closer to her friend as if to examine her.

  “Some of you know about my wife, how she died… how she killed herself because she thought I was dead. I tried to join her in the afterlife using magic, but when I died, I didn’t join her. I came back as a vampire.”

  “Magic,” Andreea asked, now turning her piercing dark eyes on me. “Interesting. I was wondering how you changed.”

  “Are you planning on changing her, too?” Stela asked.

  “I hadn’t intended on turning Catina,” I grumbled.

  “Wasn’t it clear?” Catina asked, spreading out her hands. “I wanted to be one.”

  “A vampire groupie. Of course,” Stela said snidely.

  I crossed my arms and tapped my foot.

  Catina pursed her lips. “It’s not like that at all. Vlad, he understands me. He knows my body. He—”

  “Just because he fucks you doesn’t mean he loves you,” Stela said.

  “And you know so much about love?” Catina demanded. “You aren’t ever here!”

  “You can’t judge me.”

  “Oh, but you can judge me?”

  “I was trying to make a point earlier,” I said dryly.

  “Go on,” Andreea said softly, soaking in everything we all were saying.

  “Mihaela was my first love, but she’s not my last. I may be a vampire, a monster to some, but I need love in my life.”

  “So you’re going to pick one of us?” Andreea guessed. She sat back some, most likely figuring she had no chance.

  “I don’t know,” I muttered. “I… I have feelings for you all. Andreea, your mind… I have so many things I want to discuss with you.”

  “And I you. Magic? I’ve learned some, mostly about what monsters can and can’t do, but what exactly did you do to try to find Mihaela? You wanted to follow her soul?”

  “Precisely.” I grinned even though we were talking about one of my biggest failures.

  “You love talking to me,” Catina said, for once being serious.

  “I do. You listen to me, and you do not judge.”

  “Who has the right to judge you?” Catina asked, straightening, pointedly not looking at Stela even though we all knew she was taking a jab at the vampire.

  Ignoring Catina and hoping to prevent Stela from voicing a comeback, I rushed to say, “Stela, we share a bond, a connection. You were the first one I turned, and I didn’t intend to. Just like I didn’t intend to… I made so many mistakes with you, and I wouldn’t be shocked at all if that’s some of the reason why you spend so much time away. If you hate me—”

  “I don’t hate you,” Stela murmured.

  “But she’s incapable of love,” Catina interjected.

  Stela glared at her.

  But Catina was gaping at me. “Do you mean to say that you want to love again, but you don’t know which one of us to pick?”

  “It’s not so much that I don’t know
which one to pick,” I started.

  Catina waved her hand. “If you think I’m going to wait around and let my pussy grow cobwebs while you take your time deciding which one of us you want to bang for the rest of eternity…”

  She turned and kissed Andreea, gripping her boob, fondling her through her nightshirt. It must be relatively early yet. I must not have slept long at all.

  “Catina,” I said. “Stop. Now isn’t the time…”

  But she ignored me, unwilling to behave or perhaps too wild and driven by her vampire impulses. When she buried her face in Andreea’s neck, I winced and moved forward, ready to yank Catina back if she started to threaten Andreea’s life, but Andreea was moaning, and I realized Catina’s hand had slipped to between Andreea’s legs.

  Perhaps not to be outdone, Andreea shifted down Catina’s top to expose her breasts. As Catina continued to lick or suck or kiss Andreea’s neck—hopefully not biting—Andreea shifted slightly to be able to suck a nipple and began to finger Catina in return.

  Stela made a disgusted sound, watching and then turning away and then watching again. But the more she watched and the more I watched, the more turned on we both became.

  Vampires were creatures of lust, blood lust and lust lust.

  Stela waved me over, and as she had while under compulsion, she yanked down my pantaloons and took my cock into my mouth. It was a testament to how much blood I engorged earlier that I could still get my cock to rise. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollow, and I loved the way her mouth felt around my dick. I couldn’t help myself. I put my hands on the back of her head and guided her to take more of me into her mouth. Her lips reached all the way to accept all of me, and the tip of my cock thrust against the back of her throat with each thrust.

  This wasn’t how I expected the talk to go at all. Not at all.

  Catina and Andreea were trading moans, kissing and fucking each other, and I could watch them if I wanted, but what Stela was doing felt so damn amazing that I just wanted to close my eyes.

  Suddenly, Stela nipped my cock. It didn’t hurt, not truly, but my eyes flew open. To my shock, Catina was kneeling beside Stela and had reached over to tease the vampire’s pussy.

  Stela gasped around my cock.

  “Do you… Do you want her to stop?” I asked Stela.

  She glanced up at me, my cock still in her mouth, her eyes wide with… I couldn’t distinguish the emotion, but I had to wonder if she had ever been touched by another woman before.

  “Just relax,” Catina urged.

  “Yes, relax,” Andreea said, coming over to Stela’s other side.

  Stela stopped bobbing on my dick, but her mouth remained tight. There was just enough space between Stela and my legs that Andreea began to suck on Stela’s nipple.

  My hands burned to touch the other ladies, to share in this moment all the pleasure for each one of us, but I would not allow Stela to be a party to something she did not consent to. I had already forced myself upon her once. I would not do so again, nor would I allow the others I cared for to do the same to her.

  “Stela…” I coaxed.

  She glanced up at me, and the emotions swirling there were mostly confusion…

  And lust.

  But did she want her lust to be partially satiated by women including one she professed to hate and had even killed?

  Just then, Stela released my cock from her mouth, tilted her head back, and allowed the others to lay her down, tending to her body and her needs of the flesh.

  It was erotic, and while they seemed willing to ignore me for the moment, I had my own lust to satiate. Watching them lick and kiss and caress each other, so many breasts, so many mouths, so many wandering hands… My own hand gripped my cock, and I nearly yanked it off I stroked myself that hard. I needed release, and I needed it now.

  My tip tightened, and I knew I was close. Stela had already cried out twice, making me think she had come, and she turned her head toward me, licking her lips.

  Andreea, who had been playing with Stela’s nipples, pulled back and slowly made her way toward me. In an instant, I took Andreea’s spot, bypassing her, still stroking hard, and without meaning to, I came, my seed coating Stela’s breasts.

  Stela’s face contorted with pleasure, and she rubbed my cum over her breasts, especially her nipples. Catina and Andreea each took a nipple into their mouths, cleaning my mess as Stela licked her fingers and palms.

  How had this happened? How could they all be willing to do this? Was it merely lust on Stela’s end? Would she regret it come the night? What did this mean for our future?

  Shocked by how the events had played out, I watched as Stela ate out Andreea as Catina finger-fucked Stela. Even the human Andreea seemed to have limitless energy, and I could not say how long they had sex, how many times each came, but it was a wonder to watch, and I couldn’t help myself. I ended up masturbating until I came a second time.

  Perhaps I should have joined in. I wanted to, and yet I enjoyed myself immensely watching the women I loved love each other’s bodies.

  And that was when the truth hit me and hit me hard.

  I couldn’t possibly love only one of them. I loved all three.

  And I wouldn’t be happy again until I could make them all my brides.

  Chapter Fifteen

  My ladies eventually finished their countless round of orgasms. Andreea’s face was flushed, of course, but somehow, even the vampires looked flustered, too.

  I eyed them all in turn. “If I were to leave to find us some drink…” I glanced at Andreea, nodded, and added, “And food, will you all behave? Or do I have to worry about tempers flaring and dead bodies?”

  “The only thing you have to worry about,” Catina said and then paused to lick her fingers and then her lips. She made every move impossibly sexy. “Is if we start round two without you.”

  “That all was round one?” I murmured.

  “It might be good for us to have some time to talk,” Andreea said a little timidly as she glanced at Stela. “I… I never did anything like that before.”

  “You and I have—” Catina started.

  “We were friends first,” Andreea said, blushing even more furiously. “Stela and I barely know each other.”

  Stela placed a hand on Andreea’s shoulder. “We can rectify that.”

  “But first, I need blood,” Catina announced.

  “Which is why I’m off,” I said.

  Yesterday or the day before, possibly even the day before that, I had given all of the servants some time off. I couldn’t even be sure when I asked them to return, but I was grateful for their absence. While it meant I had to go out and shop, it also meant there was no one here to tempt Catina, the new vampire.

  Except for Andreea, but Stela was more than capable of keeping the human safe, not that I feared Catina would drink from her friend and risk killing her.

  How long did vampire blood last in a human’s system anyhow? Should I give Andreea more just in case?

  But the three ladies were sitting back on the couch, talking and laughing, and I hadn’t the heart to interrupt them.

  Away I dashed to my room, changed my attire, and then raced from the castle to the same market I had gone to what felt like a lifetime ago. Not only did I need to find some food for Andreea, but Stela and I, and Catina especially, needed blood.

  A feast of food and blood.

  Not just any kind of feast but a special one.

  It felt strange to roam the market. Previously, it had been overly crowded, but now, it seemed barren to the point of absurdity. Many of the stalls were abandoned and empty, and it took me a moment to realize the cause.

  Me.

  My attack.

  I had almost forgotten the horror I had unleashed. I had truly become a creature of darkness in that moment of weakness.

  Just then, a hand touched my shoulder. I turned to see a familiar short, plump woman. Viorica, the wife of the police agent.

  “How have you been?” sh
e asked in a whisper. Beneath her eyes were dark, the orbs themselves bloodshot.

  “I am fine, quite fine, but you… You look ill. Whatever is the matter?”

  “The monster or monsters… It’s terrible, horrible. The attack… You haven’t heard about it?”

  “No.” I shook my head, my gaze on the ground. I couldn’t bear to look her in the eye.

  “My friends have put their houses on the market. They are going to leave, and I can’t say that I blame them. If it weren’t for my husband and his work… If we want any chance to save the village, we have to stay. We can’t just abandon the city. The monsters will merely move on to another place to victimize.” Her eyes flashed with a strength I thought most humans lacked.

  “What happened?” I asked even though I already knew.

  “Over two hundred people were slaughtered last night. An entire bar filled with people… It was the work of monsters, all right. Not just any monsters either.”

  “No?” I asked. A burning sensation settled in my chest. Anxiety. I rubbed the feeling away as best I could. “What kind of monsters? Are you certain there are more than one?”

  “So many deaths, how could they have all been the result of one person? And the attacks were spread over multiple locations, many villages…” She eyed me strangely.

  I swallowed hard. How far had I gone? Over two hundred? That was impressive in a dark and twisted way.

  “Perhaps I should be glad I never sent for my wife yet,” I muttered.

  “You haven’t yet?” She looked calmer now and patted my hand. “I’m sorry. It must be hard to be separated from her.”

  “I just don’t know if I can bring her here when… what kind of monster is it?”

  Viorica glanced around and leaned closer to me. “Vampires,” she whispered in a desperate tone. She pulled back and almost offered me a smile. “But don’t worry. Where there are vampires, there are vampire hunters.”

  “Vampire,” I repeated, my tone dull. “Vampire hunters.”

  "Well, yes. Police agents can't possibly handle vampires by themselves." Her hand went to her chest. "Imagine that. My husband going up against those monstrous, fanged, evil, vicious—"