Chapter Six - Valnoir
5 Days Later - Monday
Wait, guys, wait! Please! Before you start judging me or all the vampires, let me tell you that I wasn’t planning on kidnapping Lola. Yes, I drugged her, and other vampires do kidnap and bring girls to the Fort. The Wicce said we had to keep a normal appearance so we do have to bring humans here. Some are kidnapped and some just fall in love with us and move in willingly. They go on to have kids (Vampire man, human woman only) and their kids grow up all normal and can choose whether to stay or leave, although staying is encouraged and preferred while leaving is looked down upon. Anyway, I’m getting off track.
Here’s the thing: I wanted to go and rob the blood bank and return her card and expected a simple thank you, but she was being all arrogant and it didn’t sit right with me. So I mixed a little something in her coffee and brought her home. I didn’t know what I was going to do when she woke up, but you know how things turned out. She initiated it. Her seeing me naked was totally accidental, but hey, it turned her on. What offended me was the way she suddenly said she wanted to leave after using me. I mean, just because she is beautiful, has a pair of flaming hot tits and a bouncy booty doesn’t mean she can treat men like that. She even downplayed the vampire part. I couldn’t just let her leave.
It’s been a week and I haven’t been down there to see her, but I told the women there to look after her and make sure nobody gets physical with her. The Harem isn’t a brothel, although the bedroom where I sent her is sort of the place where everyone goes to have sex. Maybe that will make her appreciate how nice it would be if she gets the opportunity of getting fucked by me in my bedroom. Anyway, I am just on my way downstairs to see her.
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I expect her to be mad but when I enter the Harem I see her sitting on a bed calmly. She looks at me but doesn’t make a move and goes back to staring at the ceiling intently. I walk over to her and can feel all eyes fixed on me. I am kind of a prince here because my father is the king in a way; he has been ruling the house since the beginning. The eyes are not on me because I am a prince, though — well, not entirely. My brother Prince Magnus frequents the Harem all the time and people hardly bother. It’s just that I don’t frequent this place often. My father even asked me once if I were gay and was relieved to know I wasn’t. He still has that ancient mindset in which being gay is a sin.
I join Lola in bed and draw the curtains, then sit across from her. She looks at me and then lets her gaze wander.
“Have you been alright here? They didn’t bother you or anything?”
“Aside from your brother trying to force himself on me and telling me ‘You got nice tits,’ nope, nothing happened.”
I want to apologize to her and let her go, but I am waiting for her to continue talking. She doesn’t say a word, and I realize locking her up here was the right decision.
“Do you have anything you want to say to me?” I ask, in an attempt to initiate conversation.
“Do you want me to have something to say to you?”
“No, I mean after everything that happened that led to you being locked up here, I thought you might want to say sorry for being so rude. A girl in your position would be begging to be set free.”
“You think I can’t escape this place?”
“I doubt you can.”
“When I want to leave, I will, trust me.”
“You tell yourself that, baby, because I am never letting you go now. Enjoy your stay.” I get off the bed and make for the door. The door is half open but it slams shut as I get near it, seemingly of its own accord. I open it again, lock it from the outside and leave. As I head back upstairs, I feel like I am being shadowed, but there are lots of people here so I don’t pay much attention. About three flights of stairs up, I see Lola following me with a smug expression, her head cocked up arrogantly. I stop and wait as she comes up.
“Told you,” she says with a smirk.
“Somebody let you out?”
“I told you I can let myself out.”
I grab her by the wrist and take her back to the Harem, close the door, lock it and leave. I am not even at the end of the corridor when I hear screams coming out from the Harem. I run back there and unlock the door to see all the women standing in one corner of the room, Lola in the middle, and all the beds on fire.
“Who did this?” I roar.
“I did, of course,” Lola exclaims, a mock-innocent look on her face.
I tell one of the girls to go get the fire extinguisher, but Lola waves her hand. “There’s no need for that,” she says. She snaps her fingers and all the fire goes out.
Victoria’s voice sounds from behind me, “She’s a witch! Valnoir brought a witch. Father will be pleased to know.”
“Don’t tell him anything yet, Victoria,” I say. “I’ll tell him later.”
“She doesn’t belong in the Harem. I’ll go tell him now.”
“What are you doing here anyway? Finally found a man?”
“I was on my way downstairs for a feeding, heard the commotion and came to check it out. Now act like a gentleman and set her free or you will complicate things.”
Victoria leaves and the girls slowly return to what they normally do in the Harem. Magnus comes in, takes a good look at Lola, then signals to another girl and takes her to bed without drawing the curtains. But since he has fucked every girl in the Harem already, there’s nothing new for them to see. I take Lola to a bed and draw the curtains.
“What was that?”
“What do you mean?” she says, gloating.
“You know what I mean.”
“I wouldn’t have asked if I knew what you meant,” she says. “Talking to you isn’t something I like doing, you know.”
“Then why are you here? Why don’t you leave? Clearly, you are more than capable of it.”
“I am not going to answer all your questions. I don’t have to.”
“You are messed up, you know that?” I say, frustration burning through me.
“Drugging and kidnapping girls is clearly considered noble in this house of bloodsuckers, but you are right, I am the one who is messed up.”
“Why are you making things difficult?” I ask, resigned but trying not to show it.
“Oh, you poor soul, is this all too difficult for you? Am I too much for you to handle?”
“I never said that. I am trying to be nice to you, but you are not making it easy for me.”
“So why are you whining? Who are things difficult for? Clearly, they aren’t for me.”
I bring my face close to hers so I’m staring straight into her eyes and am about to say something when she pulls me close and starts making out with me. After two seconds of confusion, I return her passionate kiss and we fall back onto the bed slowly. Our clothes fly off, but I take charge this time. This is my turn!
Turning her around, I kiss her on the back of her neck and massage her clitoris. Pushing my cock up her ass, we fall into a rhythm as I fuck her sideways. She pushes back on top of me, forcing me onto my back. I grab her legs and pull them up so her ass is in the air again, pull out my cock from her luscious ass and push inside her pussy. There’s a large mirror on the headboard and we can both see everything in detail. She clearly enjoys the view as my cock comes out of her pussy while her asshole is left gaping open. I switch between the holes and continue fucking her this way, and every time her body tenses and she gets closer to orgasm, I stop and pull out. I want to make her beg.
I don’t care who sees me now. I get off the bed while she’s lying on it, pull her legs off the bed and back into the air and push inside her again. Sex is amazing for vampires, especially because of the warmth of the humans. I turn her around so we are both standing on the floor, kneel a little and enter her pussy. Pushing her down, we kneel together as I pull her hair with one hand and grope her tits with the other while fucking her. We move in a rhythm, going faster and faster until she’s out of breath and begging me to slow down. I shoot a week’s worth of semen inside her and we crash on the bed.