Béla Book 8: Second Chances
Chapter 4

Copyright© 2013 by DanK

Vampires Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Second chance for the vampire Bela to redeem herself

Caution: This Vampires Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers   Consensual   Reluctant   Lesbian   Hermaphrodite   Science Fiction   Time Travel   Post Apocalypse   Humor   Tear Jerker   Extra Sensory Perception   DoOver   Vampires   Sister   BDSM   Rough   Sadistic   Snuff   Group Sex   Orgy   Oral Sex   Masturbation   Fisting   Sex Toys   Bestiality   Exhibitionism   Body Modification   Violence   Transformation   Nudism   Porn Theatre  

The sun glowed against her closed eyelids, warming her skin, letting her know that she was outside and that she should be up and awake by now. A hot, gentle breeze stroked her naked flesh, then stopped, allowing the tropical heat of the day to soak into her. The brief zephyr carried the pleasant scent of damp grasses as well as another smell which Lisa recognized as her own sex and perspiration. She sighed to herself as she slowly realized that she wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep ... back to her dreams of making love to Vlad...

A hand gently stroked her body; fingertips slowly traveling along her ribs and down across her stomach. The fingernails tickled, and Lisa was unable to prevent herself from trembling at the exquisitely soft sensation. A low, pleasant chuckle emanated from close beside her as those tickly fingers retraced the movement that had caused her to jerk. A human chuckle...

Puzzled, she opened her eyes and turned her head. 'Vlad?' Lisa stared for a moment, not understanding. Vladimir, smiling and hairy as ever, very human and very naked, lay next to her in the tall, beaten-down grasses that hid them from other predators.

'I'm dreaming... '

Vlad continued to smile into her face as his fingers traveled down, one gently catching in her navel before he allowed his hand to slide down and drop to the ground between them.

'I'm NOT dreaming!'

Lisa bolted upright, sitting up so quickly that the bones in her shoulder, back and hips crackled in protest. "It's you!" she exclaimed, her oval face full of surprise. "It's really you!"

Vladimir's smile widened and his reply was soft; "And it is really you, my lovely Elsa."

Vlad had been awake for several minutes, at least, and was obviously more aware of ... whatever had happened ... than she was. Lisa continued to stare, her mind working furiously to catch up, broadcasting surprise at Vlad's inexplicable human state, uncertain that she should believe what she was seeing, and a small amount of repressed delight, as she was still unsure this wasn't a dream.

What Vlad did next did nothing to help her believe she was awake...

A tiny, searing flame pierced Lisa's abdomen and she yelped, rolling back quickly as she jerked her gaze downward. Her mouth dropped open even further as she stared at his gnarly finger. Flecks of dried blood, probably hers, adorned his mottled skin, but what she couldn't comprehend at all was...

'There's a little blue flame flickering at the end of his index finger ... How can he do that?' Lisa looked up, staring into his eyes with her need to know; "How... ?"

Vlad leaned forward to kiss her pouty, open mouth, his lips gently brushing against hers. At the merest contact, he eagerly pushed forward with his mind, flooding her with his thoughts and emotions. With a stunned whimper of shock at the psychic impact, Lisa fell backward into the grass, nearly knocked unconscious at the power of the being who had just dissolved all her mental defenses as though they weren't even there.

Her powerful mental shields were down, completely gone, at least for the moment, and she could see everything in Vlad's mind – just as he could see into hers. Lisa didn't realize it yet, but her shields weren't gone; they simply surrounded them both now. That had actually happened earlier, during their lovemaking; two beings of pure energy sharing themselves completely with each other, physically, mentally and emotionally. He was forever a part of her, and Vlad had a part of her inside him.

'I understand ... so much more than before... ' Vlad thought into her mind as he watched her reach that conclusion. 'I have learned much from you, Elsa. I know who you are, who I am. I understand that we are meant to be together. And I understand your power ... and how to use it.'

His mental touch was gentle this time, with an aura of beneficence that Lisa didn't understand at first. Thoughts, images and emotions were still roiling around inside her, and she was frustrated that she couldn't grasp everything all at once. But Vlad was there, inside her mind, sharing her thoughts, her turmoil, her very soul...

'He loves me!' Lisa suddenly realized, and began to laugh – even as new tears of joy began to stream down her face. For the first time in her entire existence, Vlad understood her. He loved her. He trusted her. She reached forward, needing to hold him against her, needing to feel the firm press of his body against hers. She hugged him tightly, trembling with joy and never wanting to let go.

Vlad held her close, reveling in the ardor that flooded through them both. Something was definitely different about Elsa. He had held her many times exactly like this, her needs and his desires complimenting each other as they did in the past. But this was different.

Previously, Vlad had believed that Elsa would destroy him, and was more than willing to end his tiresome immortality – hoping that she would consume him utterly. What had happened instead was much different. He had become Elsa – Lisa, Beth, Elisabeta, - and others. He recognized in her memories that she had even been the priestess/whore whom the Christ in his bible had rescued from the mob when they had tried to stone her for her differences.

He could see her entire existence. He could see how his influence had shaped her into what she was more than any other in all that time. Christ himself had had a lesser influence on her – Vlad had owned her heart from the moment she'd met him and he could see the centuries of bitterness she felt toward her father, her creator, for taking her away from the life she wanted to spend with him. No matter the centuries that passed when they were apart, she always sought to return to him.

This revelation was new, but it wasn't what made this embrace different. Vlad was puzzled, the coldly logical part of his mind insistent on understanding, even through the euphoria of the present moment. Lisa finally noticed his thoughts and sent a gentle, loving query into them. Vlad didn't flinch at her mental touch. For the first time ever (well, the second time, now), Vlad didn't flinch away from her.

'I'm/He's not afraid of her/me anymore!'

They stared at each other in wonder, Lisa biting her lower lip as she trembled with her emotions while Vlad gazed down at her, truly unafraid. He was stronger than her. For the first time, his power was greater than hers. He didn't need to fear what she might do in retribution for what he had done to her over the centuries. And in her almond eyes and in her mind, he could see that she would never harm him.

"You were afraid of me?" Lisa asked incredulously. "That's why you kept pushing me away?"

"I'm not pushing now," Vlad replied, his voice softer than she'd ever heard him speak.

Lisa understood now why he had kept her at a distance. Even when they'd been together, he had always made certain she vented her destructive urges on the Turkish prisoners and not himself. His most terrifying moment in that existence was not when he was in the midst of battle surrounded by flashing swords and dying men – it was that night in Poienari when Elisabeta had bitten him and forced him to drink her blood – the night she'd made him immortal.

Then later, when she'd found him again – the last man on a dying planet – the first thing he'd tried to do was subdue her; to skewer her lengthwise so that she could only lie helpless before him. She smiled to herself as she remembered how that had felt, and now she could see in Vlad's memories his fervent, fearful prayer that skewering her would keep her under control.

There would be no more being tied up or being fed to raptors, no more carvings of fresh bloody chunks from her thighs as Vlad attempted to become her equal in power by consuming her flesh. She understood now.

The only thing she was curious about was why Vlad wasn't afraid of her anymore. She still had power – enough to destroy this entire world if she should desire it, and Vlad had always feared that power. If she ever decided to use it against him, he would have no defense. Or would he?

'That's what's different!' she suddenly realized. 'He has MY power!'

She stepped backward out of his embrace to look carefully at him. Vlad was surprised, but still calm – not the least unnerved by her objective appraisal. For the first time in her life, Lisa was looking at someone more powerful than she.

 
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