Impaling my Heart: Vlads story (Annalese and the Immortals Book 2) (3 page)

"Dear Annalese, our bond will always be strong, it would have made no difference and you are ill because of it. You need blood, take mine. I will do my best to behave." She smiled and shut the double doors to the library. She had the Vlad grin when she turned back towards him." What is that look for my dear?"

"Oh my sweet, sadistic man. If I need to explain I've been doing something terribly wrong." He knew exactly what she wanted. Vlad stood, unbuttoning his shirt, as soon as his trousers hit the wood floor his erection jutted out, asking to be touched. Annalese reached for him, gently stroking and drawing whimpers from Vlad. Listening to him made her even more aroused than she was, and being with him always had her heated to the core. "Knife?" She asked him.

"Not needed my love, watch." he raised his hand and his index finger turned into a claw.

"Hmm neat trick. What else can you do?" He had many talents, none he wanted to discuss at the moment.   All Vlad wanted was to be deep inside of her.

"I can do many things but right now all I want is to be buried balls deep inside you, come here my love." She let her nightgown drop to the floor. Vlad pulled her onto his lap and slowly lowered her down. She was so wet she slid easily until he filled her completely. Annalese stared into his eyes and spoke softly,

"Vlad, remember I won’t break, I loved how rough you were today, please." Oh how he loved this woman! Vlad had always worried about being too rough in the past, but with her, she was asking for him to be rough, raw. He helped her slide up and down his huge shaft, harder, rougher with each thrust. Impaling her on his dick. "Oh god Vlad, yes, yes!" He could lose it and come now she felt so good, and the moaning was killing him. Annalese whispered in his ear, "God Vlad, you feel so damn good. I love the way your dick feels inside me. The burn is so freaking amazing!" She had upped the ante with dirty talk and Vlad had to grit his teeth to not explode inside her at that moment.

"Now Annalese feed my love." His claw sliced a path across his neck and she latched on, sucking his life force in. "Fuck Annalese, you are so perfect. So god damned tight, so beautiful. Yes that’s it baby, take what you need, fuck you feel so right." He kept up the rhythm, taking her up and slamming her back down. Vlad could feel her body start to tense up, he knew what was coming. "Oh baby yes, that’s it, I can feel you Annalese, come for me baby." And that’s exactly what happened, her head fell back and she was shouting his name and moaning incoherently. With one more pounding thrust Vlad found his release. His warm seed jetting into the depths of her womb, both panting, sweat glistening on their skin.

Vlad brought his lips to hers, "Gods woman, you are incredible. This," he waved his hands at their joined bodies," is why I do not sleep. Being so close to you, connected like this is all I think about. I love you Annalese. By the gods I always will."

She leaned into him and held him tight. "I meant what I said earlier, I'll find a way. I need you just as much as Lachlan. I love you Vlad, so very much." He stood and she wrapped her legs around him, wanting to stay as one for as long as possible. He opened the private door on the opposite side of the library and took her to his chambers using a private walkway he had built for privacy. There he bathed her and made sure she was settled in her suite before returning to his own. She was asleep before the door shut; he looked in on Michael who was also asleep. He thought it odd until he checked the time. Five-thirty a.m. and it was then he realized no Lachlan.

Once he was back in his chambers he opened the link,
"Lach, is everything alright? It is nearly dawn."
Vlad only had to wait a minute for Lachlan to answer.

"Aye T. I'm fine, just working on a little something. Is me angel sleeping?"
She was and quite peacefully.

"Yes, she is not feeling well, please Lach, do not hesitate to give her blood. My bond will always be there."
Lachlan explained that they weren't sure and now that he knew it wouldn’t happen again.

"Oh T, I'm goona be a few more hours, can ye take care of our family. Stay with her."
Holy fuck, she was Lachlan's mate and he said our family. Holy Hades!

"Of course Lach, you know how I feel about her, and Michael. And yes you too you damn ugly Scot!"
They broke the connection and Vlad stepped under the spray of his shower feeling better than he had in a year. Not quite normal, but definitely better. He dressed in only pajama bottoms and walked back down the main hall - back to her.

Vlad tried so hard to slip in unnoticed but she woke. "Hmm Vlad, what's wrong?" She was absolutely beautiful when she was half asleep.

"Not a thing my love; your mate is tied up and asked me to take care of our family. That is what I am here to do, I have already checked on the little Prince. Now come here and let me hold you."

FINDING THE LOOPHOLE

Lachlan and Mehmet had been in Mehmet's study for so many hours they'd lost track. "Aye there's got to be something - one way or the other. Fuck!" It was making him crazy, they had searched hundreds of documents and found nothing either way. 

Mehmet said "I have no clue why you would want to share your mate, but if there's something to be found, trust me I will find it. I know we are on a bit of a time constraint, fear not my friend. Oh and I would like to join you at the council; if for nothing more than to show my support for Vlad."

Lachlan nodded; Vlad would need all the support he could get. He had a feeling Sophia was going to get nasty. "Aye, thank ye Mehmet, can ye take me back. Tis verra late and I need to get back to me family."

The old Turk had such an evil grin on his face, but Lachlan didn’t have to wonder long. "Well if you are into sharing, I certainly would not mind borrowing her for a night, or a year." His laugh was slightly maniacal. Mehmet was one scary son of a bitch.

"Nay, not goona happen old friend, t'was her choice not T's. She chose him, and you know my friend for what she wants, I'd move the rock of Gibraltar to give her, plus you'd scare the shite out of her." It was Lachlan's turn to laugh, and then he had a thought. "Hey, something just occurred to me, can ye get a hold of the Iscariot Parchment?"

Well that was one item the ancient hadn't thought about. "I think I can, yes. And I have a feeling you may be on to something. If memory serves me correctly, Judas took a mated woman as his mate, which would make him the second. Let me dig; like I said if there's something to be found, I will find it. Now let's get you home."

The next twenty four hours were a blur. Vlad’s mind was on the council. He stayed in his chambers, needing to find focus. Standing up in front of five council members was the last thing he wanted to do this night. Vlad would much rather cut off an arm, it would grow back and probably be less painful. Even though he had sequestered himself, he kept his link with Annalese open. She spent hours just talking to him. She was still feeling off and he was kicking himself in the ass for it. He had explained to both she and Lachlan that he being a true born his blood ties were so much more powerful that she could never lose her bond with him.

Lachlan had said Mehmet would be joining them, to lend his support. That gave Vlad cause for concern. Mehmet was intimidating all on his own. He was usually quiet, but once in a while things would fly out of the old Turk's mouth that could scare the nastiest of demons back to the pits of Hades. Vlad shot up a prayer to whoever was listening that his dear friend would just be his silent, intimidating self. Prayers, too many this week. He had prayed more this week than he had in a hundred years. Sundown was upon them, and it was time he readied himself.

Mehmet met with Lachlan and Annalese in the garden. There were things to discuss out of earshot of Vlad Tepes. Mehmet knew instantly when they met up Annalese wasn’t ill. He'd save that tidbit for later. "Ah my Princess," he bowed knowing it tested her patience. He was laughing as he did it.

"Ugh, why does everyone think that’s funny?! You know that makes me crazy right, and oh yeah I'm not afraid of you anymore. I am a mother, and that boy," she pointed at Michael running and getting into all the flowerbeds," is by far scarier than you could ever be." They all laughed and Lachlan motioned for them to sit.

"So Mehmet, it’s do or die time. Is there anathin we can use in T's defense? I love Sophia, but T's me sire and me best friend. That trumps me love for her. He hasn’t come down for almost two days. Me angel says he's ok, but Imma bit concerned anaway."  Mehmet understood that. Vlad wasn’t actually social but this behavior was definitely not normal, even for the Dark Prince.

"I know I will regret saying this for however long I shall live but here it goes: You my friend are a fucking genius! You were so right it actually scared me. I found everything we need in the Iscariot Parchments. They held all the answers, so my lovely Annalese not only
can
you have a second mate, it's the law. An old one, but law just the same."

Annalese sat in shock; this is what Lachlan had been doing, what he'd been so secretive about. "Oh God Lachlan, I can't believe you did this, why?" She had tears streaming down her face and he reached over and brushed them away.

"Ah angel, why? All I want is for ye to be truly happy. I know without one doubt ye love me, heart and soul. But ye love T too so why wouldna I wanna give ye whatever makes ye the happiest."

Annalese jumped into Lachlan’s arms and just held tight. "Oh Lachlan!" And she nuzzled even closer.

Mehmet explained how once it's written; vampire law couldn’t be changed, done deal. That’s how it worked in their world. "And are we keeping this little tidbit to ourselves or are we going to let the Prince in on it?" Mehmet figured this would be their ace in the hole if they needed it, but Lachlan may have other ideas.

"Nay, I'm thinkin' we should keep this under wraps until we need it, and I've got a feeling we're goona need it. Please tell me ye have those papers?" The maniacal laughter started again, the Ancient really was a scary son of a bitch.

"Of course I have them.” Mehmet told him, and then to her, “Annalese have you told Vlad yet?"

She looked at the ancient Turk like he was off his rocker, and maybe he was a little. "Um didn’t we just decide to keep things to ourselves like ten seconds ago? Did the rules change and you guys forget to let me in on it?”

Lachlan was first to speak, "She hasn’t figured it oot yet, but I was pretty sure and ye knew the second ye saw her. Didn’t ye?" Well of course he did, Mehmet had a knack for these things, plus her scent had changed. There was absolutely no doubt.

"Yes of course I did. How she hasn’t figured it out yet I am not sure." The Ancient replied with a secretive smirk. 

Oh how she hated vampire riddles, and every damn one of them spoke that way. "Holy Hell guys, what are you two talking about? You're both making me nuts!" The men just stared at each other for a moment and Lachlan gave him the nod.

"Well my lovely Annalese, you may want to keep this to yourself until we finish with the council, and it is very early in the game, just a few days, maybe a week, but you are most definitely pregnant." Mehmet’s smirk broke into a genuine smile as he imparted this knowledge.

She almost fell over; Lachlan was there to catch her. "Oh holy shit! Are you sure? Oh God how am I ever going to know who the father of this baby is? Oh my God, oh my God!" Annalese was in a panic; both men could see she was on the verge of a major freak out.

Lachlan saved the day. "Angel, calm down, tis ok me love. Ye did in two tries what Sophia couldn't do in twenty years. Ye know it's T's baby, and I am as happy as if it were mine. Michael needs siblings, doona fret angel. T's gonna shite a brick though, so let's wait until after the council meeting, ok?"

Annalese was still in shock, she couldn’t believe she had gotten pregnant. She had just assumed with Vlad never having children before that he couldn't. "Um yeah wow, is it too soon to tell me what I'm having? I hate saying it." The old Turk said nothing, laying his hand on her middle and staying silent. The look on his face made Annalese think he was having some deep conversation with the tiny fetus. He smiled, removing his hand.

"Can ye tell Mehmet?" Lachlan was tense in anticipation.

Still grinning he spoke to them," This baby is a very happy child, knowing how it was created out of so much love. I was told to expect violet eyes like daddy and red hair like you Annalese." He was intentionally trying to drive her crazy, she knew that for sure. Mehmet loved to toy with people, humans especially.

"God Mehmet, yes or no!" Annalese was about to really loose it.

His grin had turned into a cackle, Mehmet was enjoying himself absolutely. "Ok enough fun for me, you are having a girl, and she says to tell you she loves you and cannot wait to meet her daddy. Are you going to be able to keep this to yourself Annalese?"

A girl, oh wow! Dresses and pigtails and tea parties and a million other things she couldn't think of now. "Yes, I'll be fine. Let's go get the Prince of Wallachia so we can finish this chapter and we can all start anew." She took Lachlan's hand, interlacing her fingers in his and walked through the garden to the house to escort Vlad to the council meeting.

They went by limo, Annalese curled up next to Lachlan but held hands with Vlad. A second mate, by law. How would she ever make this work? Could she give them both what they needed? Enough time for each of them, and another baby. Vlad’s baby, a daughter. Annalese even had a few names in mind. Vlad’s mother was Lillian. So Annalese had thought maybe Lily or Lyla. Oh holy shit fire, if they could just get through the council, everything else would fall into place.