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Authors: Dorian Mayfair
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expression did not make her any less gorgeous, but it left Marie even more confounded.
“You are awake,” the baroness said. She was still smiling. “I was afraid I had ruined you completely. Without even trying,” she added, shaking her head. “That would have been a tragedy.”
“You – you monster ,” Marie said, still struggling not to move closer to the vampire. Gingerly, she reached up to her neck. Her fingers immediately found the twin holes that pierced her skin. “You tricked me into this.”
The baroness’s laugh was loud and deep. “Did I really?” she asked and returned the bar of soap back to its tray. “I can promise you,” she said, “that you entered my bath by your own will.”
“That is not what I mean.” Marie was angry now, but that did not lessen the urge to touch the vampire. “I thought you were in trouble, and you – you used me.”
“Did you not approve?” the vampire asked. Her face was innocent and her eyebrows high. “Then next time, I will not be so hasty.” A fierce light came into the baroness’s eyes. “Or so gentle,” she added softly.
Marie shivered, and to her amazement, it was both in fear and excitement. “How could you?” she demanded, desperately trying to get back in control of herself again.
The vampire looked thoughtful. “Spur of the moment?” she asked, as if unsure why she had seduced Marie. “And there was also a matter of you barging into my bathroom. I would say you brought this upon yourself.”
“You could have told me to go away,” Marie said. Just as they had done before that night, her gaze kept sliding down the baroness’s body.
“Oh, be quiet.” The vampire rolled her eyes. “The effect you have on women is almost cruel. Is that not so, dear Sophie?”
At the mention of her name, Sophie moved to the vampire’s side, walking hesitantly as if approaching a dangerous beast. “Yes, mistress,” Sophie said in a hushed voice.
“Exactly.” The vampire sighed and looked faintly irritated. “I could see Sophie was attracted to you,” the baroness said to Marie. “Her... infatuation was on full display at the dinner table. As she forgot her manners, I had to remind her. Which I did, just before you gallivanted into my room waving that nasty sword.”
Next to the baroness, Sophie blinked slowly and shivered, but her expression was no longer scared. Instead, she looked shy and pleased. Sophie and Marie’s eyes met, and Sophie smiled coyly at Marie.
“Remind Sophie of what?” Marie asked, more and more confused with every moment that passed.
“Of her place,” the vampire said curtly. “Which is by my side.”
The vampire slowly reached out a hand to Sophie, who kneeled and held the baroness’s fingers to her mouth. Still watching Marie, Sophie parted her lips, took one of the baroness’s fingers in her mouth, and sucked gently at the vampire’s fingertip. Sophie closed her eyes in pleasure, and the baroness smiled again at Marie.
“Besides,” the vampire continued, “I knew you would be an easy prey.”
Marie felt her face turn bright crimson. “I do not know what you are talking about. I have never been with another – ”
“Have you forgotten what you told me?”
“But that was – I was under your spell,” Marie protested, knowing that her argument was weaker than a dry leaf in a furnace.
“Dear me!” The vampire laughed again. “I’ve known for a long, long time, sweetheart.” She leaned closer and fixed Marie with her gaze. “You may have kept your tastes hidden from your social circles,” she said quietly, “but I have eyes everywhere. Everywhere. ”
Marie felt giddy. Not only was she trapped; the vampire knew her most guarded secret, too. The baroness had the power to demolish her life at a whim. “Impossible,” she whispered to herself.
“And as you guess,” the vampire went on, “I have the opportunity to spread the word about the people you take to bed. But that,” she added
“You are awake,” the baroness said. She was still smiling. “I was afraid I had ruined you completely. Without even trying,” she added, shaking her head. “That would have been a tragedy.”
“You – you monster ,” Marie said, still struggling not to move closer to the vampire. Gingerly, she reached up to her neck. Her fingers immediately found the twin holes that pierced her skin. “You tricked me into this.”
The baroness’s laugh was loud and deep. “Did I really?” she asked and returned the bar of soap back to its tray. “I can promise you,” she said, “that you entered my bath by your own will.”
“That is not what I mean.” Marie was angry now, but that did not lessen the urge to touch the vampire. “I thought you were in trouble, and you – you used me.”
“Did you not approve?” the vampire asked. Her face was innocent and her eyebrows high. “Then next time, I will not be so hasty.” A fierce light came into the baroness’s eyes. “Or so gentle,” she added softly.
Marie shivered, and to her amazement, it was both in fear and excitement. “How could you?” she demanded, desperately trying to get back in control of herself again.
The vampire looked thoughtful. “Spur of the moment?” she asked, as if unsure why she had seduced Marie. “And there was also a matter of you barging into my bathroom. I would say you brought this upon yourself.”
“You could have told me to go away,” Marie said. Just as they had done before that night, her gaze kept sliding down the baroness’s body.
“Oh, be quiet.” The vampire rolled her eyes. “The effect you have on women is almost cruel. Is that not so, dear Sophie?”
At the mention of her name, Sophie moved to the vampire’s side, walking hesitantly as if approaching a dangerous beast. “Yes, mistress,” Sophie said in a hushed voice.
“Exactly.” The vampire sighed and looked faintly irritated. “I could see Sophie was attracted to you,” the baroness said to Marie. “Her... infatuation was on full display at the dinner table. As she forgot her manners, I had to remind her. Which I did, just before you gallivanted into my room waving that nasty sword.”
Next to the baroness, Sophie blinked slowly and shivered, but her expression was no longer scared. Instead, she looked shy and pleased. Sophie and Marie’s eyes met, and Sophie smiled coyly at Marie.
“Remind Sophie of what?” Marie asked, more and more confused with every moment that passed.
“Of her place,” the vampire said curtly. “Which is by my side.”
The vampire slowly reached out a hand to Sophie, who kneeled and held the baroness’s fingers to her mouth. Still watching Marie, Sophie parted her lips, took one of the baroness’s fingers in her mouth, and sucked gently at the vampire’s fingertip. Sophie closed her eyes in pleasure, and the baroness smiled again at Marie.
“Besides,” the vampire continued, “I knew you would be an easy prey.”
Marie felt her face turn bright crimson. “I do not know what you are talking about. I have never been with another – ”
“Have you forgotten what you told me?”
“But that was – I was under your spell,” Marie protested, knowing that her argument was weaker than a dry leaf in a furnace.
“Dear me!” The vampire laughed again. “I’ve known for a long, long time, sweetheart.” She leaned closer and fixed Marie with her gaze. “You may have kept your tastes hidden from your social circles,” she said quietly, “but I have eyes everywhere. Everywhere. ”
Marie felt giddy. Not only was she trapped; the vampire knew her most guarded secret, too. The baroness had the power to demolish her life at a whim. “Impossible,” she whispered to herself.
“And as you guess,” the vampire went on, “I have the opportunity to spread the word about the people you take to bed. But that,” she added
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