The Tale of the Vampire Brides
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				Title: <strong>The Tale of the Vampire Brides</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sansa</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 07:58:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i963.photobucket.com/albums/ae115/meganyoungtx/c3530e26-ba58-44f0-ac6c-5b9c84c7dec7_zpscb9c62d3.jpg)</div>Looking out of the window, Anna's red curls came loose from the twists and twirls of the up-do her hand maiden had struggled to perfect due to the naturally wild curls of her hair. The wind was cool and calm this fine evening, all that could be heard was the wind flying past her window as the horses trotted, pulling the carriage swiftly to their destination as her parents spoke in the background about her and other matters that Anna had not been paying any lead to. A smile curled on her lips as she watching a pair of rabbits waiting to cross until the light from the beautiful manor where the party was hosted came into view, brightly shining and filled with laughter, gossip, music, and vibrant party goers. But most importantly, men with wealth and a good home would be there searching for a bride. This seemed as though it mattered but Anna could care less. As they approached closer, the smell of food and different perfumes touched the tip of her nose, bringing a small smile to her face. Her smile ended as her mother pulled her arm back to bring her back into the carriage and away from the window to fuss at her. <br><br>"Really Anna, you must spoil your hair and let the wind fade off your perfume before we even arrive?" Lady Wright, Anna's mother, scolded to her.<br><br>Anna sighed not truly caring. It was not uncommon for her mother to scold her about something she had done wrong. "Mother, you can not expect me to be perfect. Besides, the food and perfumes of the other girls over power my scent any way. Think positively... such as... I do not smell foul." she smiled innocently but her mother still pouted.<br><br>"Do not tease your mother Anna, you have been difficult of late and we only want what is best." Anna's father assured her sternly though warmly as most loving fathers do. <br>Anna had always gotten along better with her father then she did her mother. Sometimes it seemed as though it offended her mother for not being as girly as the other English women were. However, Anna was not like most of the other girls her age nor did she ever want to change herself to fit in. Oddly enough though, many young men who sought for young Anna's hand were very attracted to her spirit and individuality. She was different, adventurous, and unfamiliar. Anna never meant to be a tease or force herself to be different for any particular reason. She is who she is. Her father and mother both accept her for it and her brother and her have become quite close due to her unique attitude. <br><br>Anna&nbsp; pursed her lips in a childish manor for a moment because she knew her father was referring to the fact that she had refused the offers from different men for her hand in marriage. Anna knew it was frustrating her parents and she was truly sorry for them but she just had never been as eager to settle down and get married as the rest of the women she knew were. In fact she really had no wish at all to be married off and fulfill her duties as a wife. She longed for freedom and independence. But Anna knows her place in this world. She hates it all the same but knows what lies ahead for the future.<br><br>As the carriage parked out front and the driver came around to open the door for her family, Anna's mom tried fixing Anna's hair a bit as Anna sat there patiently without complaining. Her father was the first to get out, then her mother, and then her. Anna smiled politely at the driver unlike most highclass people and gave him a wave as she caught up with her parents, following them behind in a green dress with ivory stitching to accent the color and bring out her emerald green eyes against her pale ivory skin. The family walked in proudly mingling as Anna followed behind them giving polite hellos and small conversation that she quickly forgot about. Her mother left to join a group of older gossiping women as her father engaged in an interesting conversation that she was clearly not invited to listen to as their backs turned to her and she was shut down.<br><br>&nbsp;Anna sighed turning around and looking in different directions to keep her attention but found nothing interesting enough. A man approached her with a smile and politely introduced himself as Daniel Scott. Daniel had sandy brown hair, brown eyes, a lanky build and a few crooked teeth but otherwise, he was an attractive young man. He was not at all what Anna found appealing though; but the man was polite and clearly seemed nervous so she agreed to a dance. He stumbled some as Anna lead a bit which seemed to embaress him but she tried to encourage Daniel he was doing very well. The song ended though and she excused herself politely which he seemed to almost expect. She let him kiss her hand though before she walked away to take a seat by a friend of hers who had just gotten engaged.<br><br>Lucy Cordwall and Anna Wright had been friends since they were toddlers waddling at parties that parents rarely allowed their children to go to. Lucy recently accepted to marry a young gentleman named Edward Rice who Anna approved of for her dear friend. Edward was in sales and currently away as the two sat and sipped on their wine together. They laughed and were happy to be around one another since both were dateless at the party hosted by Aliza and Michael Grey. 
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				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 16:42:23</strong>
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				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.&nbsp; ....<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.
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				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 20:36:31</strong>
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				She was a dainty woman, very much petite in comparison to her handsome husband.&nbsp; Her blonde hair was done up in curls, the string of amber and pearls better showcasing her slender neck and the drop of emerald sliding down her cleavage.&nbsp; That was not to say that she was inappropriately dressed, however; in fact, it was obvious that she was a Lady from the jade green silk of her gown showcasing her slender figure to the self-assured smirk that curved at her lips.&nbsp; Elisabet nodded her head in response to her husband's words, standing up on her tip toes to press a fond kiss to his cheek before parting ways at the party.<br><br>Elisabet was pale in comparison to her husband's exotic looks but didn't draw any less attention from the other sex, her white teeth flashing at the flattery they threw her way in their human attempt to impress her, her musical laughter only drawing more of them closer.&nbsp; Once they were comfortable, they she leaned back against the column behind her, giving her a contradicting look of innocence but being sensual enough to beckon her wanna be suitors closer.&nbsp; "Who's the lovely miss?"&nbsp; she craned her head towards the redhead that seemed to draw as much attention as her husband and sister did.&nbsp; For all her years of living, her words never lost that playful Scottish lilt that she was originally born with, and that only seemed to encourage the men surrounding her even more.&nbsp; <br><br>One of the men leaned closer, close enough to catch the scent of her vanilla and jasmine perfume that she preferred - a scent that was both playful and sensual, without being overwhelming.&nbsp; Elisabet couldn't help but smile inwardly at his quick intake of breath, being fully aware of the aura she exuded, turning her deceivingly innocent gaze up at him.&nbsp; "S-she's the Lady Anna Wright."&nbsp; The man stammered over his words, wanting to please the lovely blonde that had no qualms against using her charms on him and resting a small hand on his arm.&nbsp; "Fresh miss out of the schoolroom and looking for a suitable husband."&nbsp; His words died off to a mumble.&nbsp; He attempted to be one of the Lady's suitors, that much was obvious from his discomfited tone, and that only brought a grin to Elisabet's face.&nbsp; So the Lady that her Count was interested in was of the difficult sort; this was something that she knew would be a challenge her husband would appreciate.<br><br>"Be a dear, will you and get me a drink.."&nbsp; her grin tapered to a more appropriate coy smile, her hazel eyes wide as she looked up at the man.&nbsp; As soon as he was gone, she glanced around the room to find her husband.&nbsp; Years of being a vampire and of being his first wife, Elisabet had developed a... telepathic connection, if you will, with her Count.&nbsp; It wasn't difficult to relay the information she learned of the lady - Anna was also a youngest child, something that Elisabet could relate to, but she know that the saucy redhead wouldn't be content with the simpering English lords for long.&nbsp; As she mentally relayed the information, however, the beautiful blonde couldn't taper off her impish side... having woken up next to her husband and not having her lust sated before attending their event - before she closed the mental connection between them, Elisabet couldn't help but relay her own mental image of the lovely redhead astride her husband as she and her sister played with her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tale of the Vampire Brides</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 05:51:30</strong>
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				Tatiana's lashes lowered demurely, a coy smile flitting about her full lips as she affected an air of youthful naivety that had long since been shed. Waiting a beat, then another, she then lifted her gaze to the male just across the way from where she stood with her husband and sister—though at this point she'd been introduced only as a family relation—and her smile grew a tad more bold, seeking to empower the young man. He could have been no more than 20, sporting a slim, wiry build that had not yet filled out to match the set of broad shoulders that filled his coat. Yet, despite his good looks, it was the pure innocence that radiated from him that drew Tatiana like a beacon. So when he returned her smile, playing to her tune quite beautifully, something inside her uncoiled, awakened at the possibility of such pretty and eager prey. <br><br>It would be so deliciously easy to hook him and reel him in to be devoured. They had been at the party no more than 10 minutes before he'd first spotted her and with the way his gaze boldly caressed her features after such minimal time he would come most willingly into her embrace, of that she was sure. Of course, knowing her husband as she did she'd likely not be allowed to pursue her hunt but she couldn't resist toying with him at least a little. Tatiana did have a penchant for playing with her food. <br><br>Miming a giggle, she turned from the young man then as if recalling proper behavior, wondering idly if he might try for an introduction at some point. As she did she allowed her attention to return to the tall and commandingly handsome man beside her who held both her heart and her life in his hands. There were times when the gypsy utterly resented the restraints put on her but even when she wanted to claw his eyes out in frustration, she loved her husband dearly. It was that love that tethered her more surely than any command he could give, Keeping her at his side throughout the ups and downs. Still, it did not mean she didn't sometimes test his patience.<br><br>Her actions thus far were not a result of any sort of tantrum but rather a symptom her her typically passionate nature. It was no more nor no less than she had done at any other public function they might have attended under the guise of cousins. In some ways, while it might cause a slight bit of gossip, it did help protect the the believability of their cover for her to appear as though she might indeed be in the market for a suitor.<br><br>Tall and slim with enticing curves packaged well in a gown of rich sapphire blue, Tatiana and her Roma heritage were a fitting complement to Dracula and provided a lovely contrast to Elisabet's pale Scottish beauty. Any man would be lucky to have such a bounty, and indeed there were many a gent who cast somewhat envious glances their way, yet one look at her lover's expression said clearly there was another he coveted. Perhaps in another age she might have wasted time with pointless jealousy but after more than two centuries she grown quite accustomed to his appetites. More curious than anything, Tatiana merely shifted so that she could spot who it was he sought to claim while her sister split off from them to gather information and perhaps plant the seed for a proper introduction.<br><br>It took her absolutely no time to pinpoint the young Lady and a smile of wanton delight began to curve the edges of her lips. Lifting a hand to shield her speech, she spoke not above a murmur but knew he would hear. “Oh she is darling, my love.” Her voice was a low purr, heavy with the tones of her homeland. "I do hope she likes to play." Lust danced mischievously in her dark gaze as she looked up at him but she said no more than that. Her husband well knew her own appetites by now, further words were simply not necessary. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tale of the Vampire Brides</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sansa</strong> on <strong>06-03-2013, 03:56:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i963.photobucket.com/albums/ae115/meganyoungtx/c3530e26-ba58-44f0-ac6c-5b9c84c7dec7_zpscb9c62d3.jpg)</div>Anna was lost in her conversation with Lucy, but Lucy on the other hand was always the one to have a wandering eye. Even though Anna had thought Lucy was focused, Lucy's attention had been drawn to the suspicious beauty of a blonde haired woman and a man she was accompanied with. Anna had not noticed the woman but followed Lucy's gaze to see the mysterious man which she had never met before. Anna was surprised to see an unfamiliar young man. She had thought at her age she had met every body- or at least she hoped she did, in which case she had denied every body and her parents would give up on their search for her to be married. Though Lucy- a soon to be married woman- looked at the man with admiration, Anna watched the man almost cautiously. His presence was strong and almost uncomfortable. However he did not keep his attention on her long, nor did he really have a look to make her uncomfortable, he was just a very attractive gentleman who happened to glance at her as far as she knew. Anna looked away and sipped her wine. <br><br>"Lucy it is not polite to stare." she finally spoke warning her kindly. <br><br>"I am sorry." Lucy looked away from him and put her attention back to Anna. "I suppose I am just missing my fiance." she giggled. "And I have never seen that man nor the women he is with." <br>"The women?" Anna asked surprised and looked back for a moment to find the man was gone and there were no women with him. <br>"Oh yes, well I have heard of the man and the women. He goes about with these two women who are actually his cousins. They are such a beautiful family. He is a Count. My father and mother spoke with him once or twice I believe about property here in England."<br><br>"Oh, we should not gossip on them." Anna stated calmly.<br>"It is not gossip Anna." Lucy laughed. "I'm only informing you. Besides, you are still on the market. You may as well learn of any new elligible suitor." she teased.<br><br><br>"Lucy!" Anna scowled and the two ended with laughter as the vampires hunger for her grew without her knowledge.<br><br>Lucy laughed girlishly. "Well are you not curious of the women that are with him? I am." she admitted with a mischevious smile. <br>"We do not need to talk to young ladies we do not know anything about." Anna warned. <br>"Oh come come, they probably have no friends and it will be rude not to speak with them." Lucy chimed bravely as she always did. It was clear other girls at the party were intimidated by the beatiful women but Anna was never one to let people make her feel inferior. Lucy stood up and pulled Anna to her feet. "Come let's talk to them." she smiled.<br>"Lucy, no! I am in no mood to mingle." Anna scowled clearly not enjoying Lucy's game to make friends with the popular attraction. Lucy ignored Anna as she approached one of the beautiful women who had gorgeous blonde hair. <br><br>Lucy smiled at Elisabet and curtsied. Anna followed her lead but pursed her lips not really interested in talking but smiled politely. Lucy boldly spoke up with a gentle smile. "Hello my lady, I am Lucy and this is Anna. We had noticed you have yet to be given a proper introduction to most of the ladies in England and hoped we could offer a friendly greeting." she smiled. Lucy was very interested in the new parties as she always was but Anna just silently strung along and added a small greeting. "How do you do?" Anna spoke kindly. <br><br>-----------------------------------------------<br><br>John Wright, Anna's father walked up to Count Dracula politely and calm by the beverage table to get a refill. He paid little attention on whether the Count was drinking or not, but after his wife insisted on him talking to the man after learning he was single, it was time to see if the man was looking for a wife or not. <br><br>"Hello sir, I do not believe we have met." John casually spoke up with a polite smile offering a handshake. He was not cocky in his action nor showed any level of high confidence. He was simply a good man offering a hello to the stranger. "John Wright." he introduced himself. "Well I suppose the title is Sir John Wright." he added passively clearly much like his daughter- no real care for titles and such. <br><br>It was clear they were related by their matching hair color, however Anna had her mothers eyes as her father had brown eyes. Anna's mother was with her friends as John picked up conversation with Count Dracula but the vision in blue with blonde hair was never too far and watched with a delicate smile then looked at her daughter with a hopeful look that they may have found a match for her. She gave her attention back to her friends with a sweet smile as they spoke highly of their children. <br><br>John's hand was offered to the count with a warm smile as he spoke. "I hear you are with family, mine is here as well. My sweet wife and lovely daughter." he slyly snuck in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tale of the Vampire Brides</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 01:58:05</strong>
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				The blonde's lush eyelashes covered her thoughts as the young man went to the refreshment's table, his glance always returning to her every so often - albeit nervously - and he clumsily poured a glass for her and himself.&nbsp; <em>How silly, these events...</em> Elisabet fought not to roll her eyes at the simpering men that turned their attention to her and her sister.&nbsp; As a human, she didn't care much for these events but her husband was on the prowl for another wife.&nbsp; And she had to admit... sometimes mingling with them was amusing but now she wanted nothing more than a lusty romp in the sheets with him and her sister.<br><br>Hoping to avoid her male audience, she gracefully made her way around the room.&nbsp; Most people were curious, of course, but none were really brave enough to attempt much light talk with her despite the charming aura she attempted to wrap around herself.&nbsp; Perhaps she just came off as haughty, but... she <em>did</em> know that she and her sister were better than these ladies... who likely would've shrieked in fear, had they known who - or what, rather - was mingling with them.&nbsp; The blonde fought to hide a grin.<br><br>Elisabet's sultry lips curved in a warm smile at the greeting directed towards her, her head inclining in a bit of a bow at the interruption of her thoughts.&nbsp; "How do you do, Lady... Anna, is it?"&nbsp; the Scottish lilt was still apparent in her words as she extended a slender hand.&nbsp; <em>She was, after all, a lady.</em>&nbsp; "Countess Elisabet.&nbsp; It's a charming soiree, is it not?"&nbsp; In a graceful gesture, Elisabet flicked out a silk fan.&nbsp; At first glance, it would have looked like an ordinary fan that a high born lady would have on her but upon a second glance, it was obvious that the fan itself was a very well-preserved relic; perhaps of a finer craftsmanship that wasn't seen around England.&nbsp; Finely edged with lace, charming little flowers and bees dotted along the edges; the fan itself had to have been handmade, but from another time.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tale of the Vampire Brides</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 19:52:49</strong>
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				The count was sipping slowly at his drink while watching Elizabeth move and go mingle with the woman or rather the girl waiting to be his woman. There was a beginning of smile on his lips as his blond lady's deliciously naughty mind gifted him with a sensual sultry image that tightened at his groin even as the heat in the eyes of Tatiana told him that he had made the right choice for his next woman.<br><br>He was still thinking about that when a man introduced him. Impeccable in his politeness he turned to face him, giving him a short bow, "Count Dracula at your service my lord." He was charming and polite and connected the dots looking at his face and mannerism and the glancing of a hopeful blond lady. He smiled inwardly even as the man talked about his family, realizing that the prey had come to the web on its own and the game of getting to the girl became that much easier.<br><br>"Yes my lord", he answered while thoughts churned in his head. "I came with two of my dearest cousin, who are living with me." He turned aside to show Tatiana before pointing to Elisabet. Is that your daughter my cousin Elisabet's talking with. I seem to see a resemblance, if you don't mind me saying."<br><br>"It is nice to see my cousins mingling with the woman of the society. They have been lacking in company, with me not really knowing anyone. They need a friend, a lady to show them around and help meet others of the society."<br><br>Yet even as he talked with the father, sipping his bandy and concentrating on him, not really looking at the daughter or showing his interest beyond a polite observer, setting up the ground for the expectant father to encourage a relation, his devilish mind wondered about the fresh flower that he wanted to devour and he couldn't help but tease his decadent wives.<br><br>Count Dracula floated an image in both his brides mind. An image of their bed, him half lying on the bed, a flushed, shocked and embarrassed Anna sheathing him completely in her snug back passage. Her fresh petals glistening with her need, utterly exposed to the hungry gaze of his beautiful wives. The showed them their own lustful gaze, let them hear their own moan, the wet sound of their furious self pleasure, and a suggestion that the one to make herself orgasm first will get to taste Anna first and make her scream. It was unlikely that the count wouldn't let them both taste her, play with her and make her theirs but it was the image that mattered, the sense of raw desire, utter domination of the three most beautiful women in the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tale of the Vampire Brides</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sansa</strong> on <strong>17-04-2013, 05:48:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i963.photobucket.com/albums/ae115/meganyoungtx/c3530e26-ba58-44f0-ac6c-5b9c84c7dec7_zpscb9c62d3.jpg)</div>Anna could not help but look at the blonde haired beauty with the same amazement that Lucy had. She was dangerously beautiful and made Anna feel weak for an odd reason she could not comprehend. Anna had a dark sense that she was being watched but by who, she could not decide. Little did she know was that there were three beautiful creatures sealing her fate and watching her closely this night. Anna and Lucy both nodded in agreement of the nice evening as Lucy seemed transfixed on this woman while Anna took Countess Elisabet's hand that she had offered. Her hand was cold yet soft. It was quite odd in comparison to Anna's warm hand. She stared a little stunned at first then noticing her title as Countess. Being a lady, Anna knelt her head down and kissed the woman's hand quickly finding it quit odd to do to anyone and especially to another woman but offered a small smile before trying to change her direction as she slipped her hand away from Elisabet's. Anna peeled her eyes away from this woman letting her eyes search for her father who was speaking with an unfamiliar man before noticing it was the Count. Anna did not know if she should be angry or worried not wanting her father fishing out any more suitors to court her for a marriage contract. Anna's perfectly shaped eyebrows burrowed down in stubborn frustration. She was always so wild. Anna turned her attention back to the Countess quickly when she saw the Count turning his direction towards her. "It is a lovely evening Countess. Has the evening been fair to your...sister? Husband? I had noticed you and another woman with a man." Anna stated quite boldly, making Lucy a little unsure of this conversation. "Pardon my curiosity, but may I ask if you settle here as a family together or seeking to add to your family?" she smiled a little proud of how she had worded her question. "I am certain I can introduce you to the men who ask for my hand." Anna laughed "I want nothing to do with the whole thing." she tossed her red curls to one side with a small laugh. Lucy giggled a little with Anna "Oh indeed. I think you, Anna will die alone as a hand maid." Lucy teased making Anna smile. "If all goes accordingly." she smirked defiant of her Aristocratic ways of Britain. To mary who your parents tell you to for wealth and social standing was an utter bore and she hated being a woman in this world of men. <br>----------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John looked over at the beautiful Elisabet and to his lovely daughter, Anna, with a proud smile. "Indeed Count Dracula that would be my dear daughter, Lady Anna Wright of England. My daughter knows all of England. We have a wonderful house and as I see she is getting along well with your cousin. We welcome you and your cousins to our house if your cousins seek company. Though I am sure your estate is just as well. Anna does enjoy the company of friends." John urged on like every persistant fool of a father in England did for daughters to get married.
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				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>22-04-2013, 00:21:40</strong>
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				She gracefully accepted the redhead's respects, inclining her head before bringing Anna into upright position.&nbsp; "Tsk, now.&nbsp; There isn't the need for formalities, now is there?"&nbsp; Had it have been any other woman but the one her husband was considering as a new bride, however, her response would have been different.&nbsp; As much as they didn't mingle with normal human society, the Countess was still well versed in high society.&nbsp; <br><br>Which was why Elisabet's eyebrow quirked at Anna's thinly veiled question, as well as over the boldness that the redhead was showing.&nbsp; As usual, her Count had chosen well with this woman.&nbsp; When again, if she could say so herself, he had chosen well with her and her "sister" as well.&nbsp; "Why don't you ask her for yourself?"&nbsp; The blonde demurred; while she had been talking to the prospective third bride, Elisabet had been communicating with her sister, knowing that Tatiana would want in on the action as well.&nbsp; The more exotic of Dracula's brides--at least in Elisabet's opinion--the Romani woman would likely be the one that turned the redhead's attention more.&nbsp; <br><br>"We are, of course, new around here and are still... deciding."&nbsp; On what, exactly, Elisabet would leave to the imagination.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tale of the Vampire Brides</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>02-05-2013, 02:57:40</strong>
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				Tatiana was more tuned in to her husband and sister's minds than she was the actual scenes unfolding. She was restless and anxious but then she had never been one to enjoy these sort of stuff affairs for the scene alone. She was polite of course, restricting herself to behavior becoming of the young woman she was perceived to be with her beloved entertaining so near to her. Though that did not mean she did not continue to flirt with her eyes and coy movements aimed at her would be suitor just across the way. <br><br>It was her husband's imagery that caught her up first, a ever so slight gasp leaving her lips, too low to be heard by anyone other than the Count himself. The glance she tossed his way was not of one cousin to another but thankfully it was brief enough that it wouldn't be noticed as she allowed herself to be swept up in the conversation her dear 'sister' was having with the lovely prospective bride. Sensing it to be appropriate, Tatiana dismissed herself from Dracula's side politely, giving a slight curtsy to Anna's parents and the handsome Count. <br><br>It was an easy matter to locate Elisabet. After so long together she was as attuned to her as she was Dracula himself in that regard. With unhurried steps she found her way to the beautiful blonde's side only moments after her question, a wide, lovely smile gracing her features. "Ask what dearest?" She turned her dark gaze on Anna and her companion. "Well now, what lovely company. Won't you introduce me to you new friends, my Lady?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tale of the Vampire Brides</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 10:32:27</strong>
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				"Thank you Lord Wright. I very much appreciate the invitation. I'm sure my cousins will like to thank you when they hear about it too. We are new in the country and haven't gotten much chance to socialize yet. So I thank you for the kindness."<br><br>He looked at Tatiana joining them smiling inwardly at the heated glance she parted his way. It was one of the fun advantage of their telepathic link, to share the desire, to inflame each other even in the midst of a crowd. "They seem to be getting along fine don't they." He commented to the eager lord with a smile.<br><br>"Well I'm happy to join you at your estate any time my Lord, if the ladies permit." He chuckled at the other family man, "they do seem to hold the leash don't they despite all us men pretending to be the one in charge." He knew such words would placate the Lord who seemed to favor his daughter and wife very much. A man who wouldn't fear his very much headstrong daughter. And in all honesty Dracula didn't mind the headstrong nature of his new desire. She could be all fiery and independent as long as she knew to play safe when it mattered and as long as she submits to his delicious, depraved pleasure.<br><br>"Her father already offered an invitation to the house", he whispered mentally to his brides. Years of practice allowed him to carry on two conversation in his head fluently and even supply his women with tantalizing images. "I want to touch her tonight, want to watch her flesh bared for me", the hissing went through the mental communication even as his lips were closed listening attentively to the lord.<br><br>"Have I made you wet my ladies", he whispered to them. His mental tone filled with the husky seductive tone, something his brides associated with immense desire and shocking pleasure. They are all versed to each other's thoughts, desires and many ways of pleasure. Yet the savage passion remained all very new and powerful.<br><br>"I want you to think about her my ladies. I want you to think how you wanna pleasure her, prepare her for me and show her how to pleasure all of us. You are gonna teach her, seduce her even as I take her won't you?", his voice was a moan of hunger. "I want you drenched wet the next time I cup you. Feed me your desire, show me how you like your new sister". The Dracula understood domination in so many forms. Maybe its because his supernatural physical prowess he enjoyed the power of the seductive words and persuasion. Nothing like demanding his brides arousal and lusty fantasies in the middle of a prudish Victorian party to inflame his need for his brides.
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