Count Dracula opened his eyes to find the beautiful sleeping face of one of his bride. This was his favorite way to wake up, sandwiched between his two beautiful brides, their naked lush bodies pressing tight against him, the musky smell of sex still hung in the air. Few people know about the myth of the vampires and lesser even cared or believe them to be real. But he and his brides were real. But they were also beautiful, rich and elegant people, hardly the kind of people someone would connect to a race of bloodsucking monster. Count Dracula's move to England was based up on the fact.<br/><br/>So there he laid for the moment, staring at his bride, feeling the press of a pair of lush breasts against his back, a long leg over his body and a soft belly pressing against his erection, making him want to push his bride on her back and just rut her. But he knew the time. They were in his lavish bedroom, created to his exact specification months before his travel to England. It was a beautiful estate, ensuring the complete privacy needed for him. The staffs were a mix of gypsy and English, to avoid any talks and for the lack of knowledge about proper English etiquette in his gypsies. It was huge room with an equally large room for him and his brides and occasional pets passionate play. There are secret doorways connecting it to the rooms of his so called cousins, allowing them to play even while the staffs remained unaware.<br/><br/>Dracula wiggled between his women, controlling his lust knowing that they have an engagement to join for the evening.  ....<br/><br/>..............<br/><br/>It was couple of hours later when the mint carriage drawn up at the Grey household. The party was a vision to watch. One tall, tanned man of exotic look, perfectly groomed in the latest of ton fashion, closely escorted on the two side two beautiful women of equally exotic look in lush gowns. They were announced while the party was already in full progress and even as the eyes of guests turned for a moment to look at the new comers they were locked on to the three exotic beauties.<br/><br/>Count Dracula's party had only been to few select engagements and most people didn't know much about them or have looked at them up front. It was no wonder between their foreign looks and exotic beauties they were stared and talked about. Women regardless of age wanted to dance with the man who seemed hypnotic and dashing and men lusted after those cousins not knowing what dangerous ground they trod upon.<br/><br/>But tonight it was the Counts' eyes that stared. It was him who got caught off guard watching a laughing girl, someone newly into womanhood, gossiping with her friend, her pale skin in that beautiful green dress, her lush body and that flaming red hair. He whipped his eyes back and forth between his two cousins, his brides and her. Unknown to Anna Wright, her fate was sealed in that instant. She became destined to wake up beside him in a tangle of limbs.<br/><br/>He pulled one of his bride close, wrapping his arm around her waist and whispered. "Find out who that girl is. I want her", his hissing voice was filled with power. "And tell your sister I plan to ride all night long ... so be ready". It was clear that this girl had him all excited despite the look of utter calm in his face and his brides will sate that lust for tonight.