Forever
Chapter Three: The Husband
After
three days of becoming sick on rising in the evening Melinda walked
around in a daze. She had all but given up the idea of having a baby,
especially with Gilles. She walked into the bedroom where Gilles was
reading a book of eighteenth century French poetry. Melinda wore a
diaphanous gown cinched under her breast. She was not showing yet, but
she could tell she had put on a pound or two.
Melinda
sat on the edge of the bed and took the book from Gilles's hand. She
was smiling her most brilliant smile when he looked at her.
"What
is it dear?"
"I
have something to tell you. You're going to be a father."
Gilles
stared at her, dumbfounded. "What are you saying Melinda?"
"I'm
going to have a baby, and you are the father."
"You're
serious."
"Of
course I'm serious."
Gilles
closed his eyes, his jaw slack unmoving, slowly a smile began to form
and at that moment anyone could believe he was a normal mortal man.
"I'll be right back," he said.
Even
as he spoke, he vanished. Melinda stood beside the bed puzzled. Before
she could move away from the bed, Gilles returned. She laughed with
delight when she saw him holding masses of red roses still dripping
water from wherever he had found them.
Gilles
dropped the flowers and he began to remove Melinda's clothes by hand.
He was entirely too impatient to remove his own clothing and they
simply disappeared. Melinda came with him to the floor sprawling out on
the bed of roses. The thorns prickled their skin but they ignored them
as they took their pleasure. The thorns had left Gilles and Melinda
with dozens of small wounds and they finished their lovemaking, licking
each other closing the wounds.
Gilles
lifted Melinda and carried her into their crypt. She began to worry
because the look on his face was so serious.
Gilles
lifted Melinda and carried her into their crypt. She began to worry
because the look on his face was so serious.
"Nothing."
"Please
Gilles, I know you well enough to know that something is bothering
you."
Gilles
lay Melinda inside the coffin, and took several paces away from her. He
seemed to shudder under an invisible weight, returned to her. He wanted
so much to shed a tear but could not because of what he was. Taking her
face in his hands, he said, "I'm sorry, there has never been a live
birth from a vampire."
"No,
you have a daughter waiting to be born. You cannot have these negative
thoughts. You cannot give these negative thoughts to me. I'll not allow
it."
Gilles
was shocked at her vehemence regarding the child. "Believe me, there is
nothing I wouldn't do to insure the safety and health of our child, but
. . ."
"But
nothing Gilles."
"Very
well, but there is something that we have put off far too long, your
husband."
"We'll
go see him tomorrow."
"I
urge you to kill him Melinda. If you want, I will go and take care of
him myself."
"I
don't think I could kill him Gilles."
"He
could become dangerous if allowed to live."
"Wilson
dangerous? No, he's not a violent man."
Gilles
didn't like it but he accepted Melinda's decision and would allow
Wilson to live. Even so he could not help but think of the hunter,
Dragonfire. He had been quiet for too long.
Gilles
wore his black leather pants and jacket, white silk shirt, and black
boots, while Melinda wore a black leather skirt and bra, black fish net
stockings, and black leather pumps. They entered the house through the
back door. Melinda looked wistfully at some of her possessions. Gilles
whispered in her ear, "You will take whatever possessions you want to
keep."
"I
would like that. Wilson and Diana are in the bedroom, come on."
Melinda
led the way to the bedroom where she stopped at the open door. On the
bed Wilson was pumping his puny dick in and out of Diana's sloppy hole.
She felt Gilles nuzzling her neck planting light kisses. She looked
thoughtful as she watched, wondering what she ever saw in Wilson. His
cock used to fill her, but it would not be enough anymore. Gilles had
spoiled her these past few months.
She
looked up at Gilles and kissed his lips. "Any regrets?" Gilles asked.
"Not
a one, I love you, Gilles."
Gilles
stretched Melinda's long neck and from behind kissed her lips hard.
Then they heard Diana screaming through her orgasm. Melinda turned to
look at them. Wilson was groaning as he came. Gilles's hands were all
over Melinda's Breasts and bare midriff, nipping her neck. "What did
you ever see in him?"
"Lord
only knows Gilles."
"Are
you going to fuck him?"
"I
don't know, but I want you to take her though."
Diana
saw them first. "Melinda," she gasped.
Wilson
rolled off Diana pulling the sheet up to cover himself.
"That's
right, cover your puny little prick, Wilson. I don't want to see it
anymore."
"Where
have you been, I thought you were dead?"
"Oh,
poor baby, you were only half right. You see, I am dead, or should I
say undead." She revealed her fangs to Wilson and Diana. Diana started
screaming.
"Shut
up Diana."
Melinda
had taken control of Diana, and she stilled immediately. She looked at
Wilson and hypnotized him into submission. "That's much better. We have
much to talk about so pay attention and you'll be left alone."
Diana
was eyeing Gilles as he stepped to Melinda's side. "This is my new
husband Gilles."
"What
about me?" Wilson asked.
"I'm
not human anymore Wilson, and why would I want you anyway. You've been
screwing Diana for who knows how long before I found out."
Wilson
looked appalled that she had known. "That's right, I knew about you and
Diana."
"I
came home a day early from that last business trip and found you and
Diana in my bed."
"I'm
sorry Melinda," Diana said. "He told me you didn't care any more about
your marriage."
Melinda
almost felt sorry for Diana for she knew how manipulating Wilson could
be. "Diana, show Gilles your breasts."
Diana
let the blanket drop exposing her thirty-eight-C cup breasts. "She is
lovely, isn't she Gilles?"
"Yes,
she is."
"What
are you going to do with us?" Wilson asked. "Are you going to kill us?"
Melinda
laughed, She came and straddled Wilson's body. "I don't know what I'm
going to do with you, but Diana is going to suck Gilles's cock. Then
Gilles is going to fuck her."
"Diana, remove Gilles's clothes and suck his cock till he cums."
"Hey
he can't do that. She can't do that." Even as Wilson spoke Diana was
removing Gilles's shirt. He tried to throw Melinda off, but she put a
sharp fingernail to his chest and made a two-inch long scratch. Blood
welled up in the wound.
"Do
not forget what I am Wilson." Melinda, already excited by the smell of
blood, hissed and her fangs extended. Licking the wound her fangs
scraped his flesh.
Diana
squealed when Gilles threw her onto the bed, and shoved his cock into
her frothy cunt. Melinda smiled, Wilson could not look away from Diana
and Gilles.
"Look
at my husband's mighty cock Wilson. You will never be able to satisfy
her again. She will be Gilles's slave after tonight."
Wilson
could not stop watching Gilles screwing his woman. Melinda observed
that he must be getting something out of watching because he had taken
hold of his cock, jerking on it.
"Oh
yes Wilson, it is exciting watching your woman being taken like this."
Melinda caressed Wilson's neck stretching it out and whispering
obscenities in his ear.
Diana
screamed as Gilles sank his teeth into her neck. Diana panicked for a
moment but the orgasm overcame her. Diana's screams galvanized Wilson,
and he started spurting his sperm. Melinda sank her fangs into his
neck, his sperm flew in every direction as he struggled with her. The
fear in his eyes as he lost, consciousness was priceless. Diana and
Wilson were now their slaves, and would do Gilles and Melinda's bidding
whenever they called.
Melinda
gathered a few items that belonged to her mother, along with some
school mementoes to take with her. Melinda held Gilles's hand, took one
last look around before she and Gilles went home.
Six
months later Melinda gave birth to a female child whom she named
Lillith. As time passed the baby looked and acted like any human child
would. Only time would tell what awaits Lilith as she enters puberty.
End! For Now...
