The Night Captive Part 2: A Vampire Story
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The failing sun beat against the windows in a desperate attempt to penetrate the heavy curtains. It was futile. Victor's apartment - in a refurbished Gothic church - was like a cocoon and the darkness would not be breeched. They all reacted to the sunlight differently. Rarely did exposure result in death, but did cause a loss of power. A loss of abilities. All that made them who they were. In Victor's 400-something years, sunlight had only made him feel very ill.
He looked down upon the woman he had taken evening last. She rested supine in shadow while her slow and rhythmic breathing caused her bosom to rise and fall like the gentle heaving of the earth. So much had he taken from her. She would sleep for another 24 hours at least. He would drink from her again, but she needed to regain her strength. And then he would have to teach her. She was like him now and there was much she had to learn. Tomorrow. There would always be tomorrow.
He bent down to the small punctures, each encircled by a purplish bruise and kissed her there, inhaling her scent deeply. He could smell the blood coursing beneath her skin, a river's banquet of promises. She was already emitting the sweet aroma that came from the transformation. He would study her for a few hours until his time came to seek out the new. He reached and gently touched her hair, and put it against his pale cheek. It felt of silk and entangled limbs and ecstasy.
At last the hour came and he set out into the streets of the city. Conquests were not difficult for him and there were no boundaries, no fences that confined his choices. He could as easily seduce a woman of high social rank at a cocktail party as a woman walking the streets. Or a débutante or a doctor or a social worker. It mattered not – in the larger scheme of things. Just by locking eyes he held a hypnotic power over his pets, as he liked to call them. There was so little to stop him. A crucifix held before him was laughable and the smell of garlic made him hungry. It was easy. Too easy. Victor enjoyed the hunt. The thrill of the chase with his captive left sanguine in blood, her life force drained from her and into Victor. For he needed her blood too. There were no morals involved. No social mores. Victor simply was. And that was why he walked the streets. That was why he had a critical eye. And that was why on this night he walked again.
He passed many on the streets. Women alone, hurrying along or walking the dog. Couples too, the men instinctively moving between Victor and the female as if to protect them. Victor smiled ruefully to himself. If he wanted them he would take them. It was that simple. Invariably, the women stole a glance in his direction, sensing his power, his virility, his propensity for danger and ecstasy. And then he got the feeling. Deep inside his being a warmth ignited, a rumble like the distant heat thunder of the desert. It was the building. She was in there, he knew. He would find her and he would have her and he would go on his way.
He moved down the alley between the two apartment buildings and emerged at the rear. The black iron fire escape zigzagged up the brick wall in the slow and steady manner of a mountain climber, securing each handhold with a spike driven directly into the stone before proceeding upward. And then Victor saw the lit window. The warmth inside him increased and with a leap he found himself standing on the fire escape outside her window on the fourth floor. He peered inside between the slits in the blind. Somewhere a feral cat emitted a languished cry.
She had her naked back to the window. He stared at her raven hair spilling onto her, accentuating her narrow shoulders. Her back was long and elegant, her spine a gentle gully cutting gingerly between her shoulder blades. Her sides tapered down to the small of her back. He could not see lower. Victor's mouth was watering, and a single drop of saliva escaped his mouth and flickered on his lip. His lust and hunger grew until he could wait no longer. With sheer will power he appeared behind her. She turned abruptly, mouth agape, taking that deep breath one takes before screaming. But no scream came forth. Victor had locked eyes with her and she was mute.
“Don't be afraid, my pet,” Victor half-whispered in a deep baritone. “You are mine now. You have nothing to fear.” His eyes moved down and took in her whole body. She was glorious. Her breasts were ripe as fruit and he was Adam, ready to taste the forbidden. They were perfect, neither large nor small and they beckoned with the promise of nourishment. Her hips were girlishly feminine and framed her mound as if an exquisite painting. Her legs belonged to a different species, something animal, powerful and detailed rising up to her buttocks that were firm and round as planets.
Victor took a step towards her. She moved away a step while slowly moving her head from side to side while mouthing “no.”
“Yes, my love,” Victors melodious voice soothed her, “Do not fight it.” He raised one hand toward her and she took another step and backed into the wall.
In a moment Victor was against her,
pressing into her, pinning her there. “You are lucky, my pet.
You have been chosen.” His hand commanded her body. The girl
breathed deeply, her chest expanding with each massive inhale.
Victor's hands found her, explored her. He discovered every nuance of
her physical being. He kissed her hard. She did not resist. She
began to kiss him back, their tongues diving into each other's
mouths. His hands moved over her form and found her wetness,
lingered there, explored as she gasped, her breathing coming more
rapidly now. Their passion was a palpable, tangible thing, occupying space and time. An entity to be fed and nourished.
He reached up and grabbed her by her
raven hair and pulled her head to his right, exposing her neck. It
was tense and pulsing with the rhythm of her blood. His lip curled
and there they were, the two long teeth, wet and sharp. He entered
her, filled her, and she gasped. Then he bit down on her lovely
neck, slowly, deeper, until they were totally one, a writhing fierce beast. Her gasps turned
to moans as he drank and his hips hammered her to the wall. Her eyes
were wide. Dazed. Confused. She was not herself and she spoke
nonsensically. Her body began to tense and all at once her back
arched and she let out a quiet scream as Victor tensed as well,
sucking her life force from her with each wave. Again. Again. Over
and over until the woman fainted, held up against the wall by Victor as he withdrew
from her body.
The vampire lowered her to the floor where she lay unconscious. He stood over her and admired her beauty. Her dark hair a tangled forest of frantic lovemaking. Her once pink skin was now china white and the burgundy liquid dripped slightly from her love bite and onto the floor. She was still breathing, Victor noted. He thought she would live but it was no concern of his. If she did, she would learn in time what to do. Necessity would be her teacher, even as it had taught Victor some 400 years ago.
He left her there and was quickly on the street walking home, and then sitting on the bed looking at the one he had taken for his own.
She was lovely. Again he stroked her hair and admired her features. They would share so much. So many adventures. So many conquests. Victor moved to her on the bed and lay down next to her, his left arm draped across her belly. He buried his face in her neck, closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. She had the scent. It comforted him. He had been alone so long. So long. But no more.
He drifted off, protected by the heavy curtains.
The Night Captive: Part One
- The Night Captive
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Candie V: Thanks so much! Glad you to the time to read it and I appreciate your comment! Thanks!
Wow , let me have a moment here to gather myself.....I sincerly hope you are a published author. If not, you need to be and If you are, please tell me where I can purchase your book. "He could smell the blood coursing beneath her skin, a river's banquet of promises."
lol You are an artist , my dear, painting pictures with your words.
Forget Twilight (too feminine for me)- I want more Victor!
oxbpoet: Wow! Um...thanks. I'm speechless at your kind words. Made my day. Not published I'm afraid. From your mouth to publishers ears, eh? Thanks so much for your lovely comment!
I won't lie - I got lost in this story, as well. So much so, that halfway through I actually found myself looking over my shoulder. Please tell me this is only the 2nd of many more chapters? I am thoroughly addicted.
Azur Moon Wolf: Hi. Thank you so much. Glad you read it and "got lost" in it. I don't know if there are any more chapters or not, but I appreciate the thought...and your lovely comments! Thanks!
I am very much aroused at this point, I better go walk it off. I concur though with Azur Moon Wolf, you better not stop now CR.
GT: Ha, ha, ha! Um...I got nothing.
See? You can't stop now. Golden concurs... and I'd listen to him - I think he means business! :)
I must agree with GT, I'm very aroused also. But ya, walking? Not really what I was thinking. LOL.
Azur: I'll give it some serious consideration (wouldn't want GT humping my leg or something.)
Randy: Me arouse you, Randy? Wow! That's saying something. So no "walking it off" for you. So what did you have in mind? No, really. What are you talking about?
Oh Christoph... I need a cold shower or else Victor... right now!!!
Steamy Christoph! If you need a victim for chapter 3, I'd like to offer my self up on a silver platter.
Princessa: Oh you sweet talker! I'll send Victor over right now.
Patricia: Silk sheets will do, but if you prefer silver platters, who am I to complain? Thanks so much. Your opinion matters a lot to me and if I'm not mistaken, that's a breathy endorsement! Thank you!
I'm sure Victor knows what I'm talking about. :) If you could just send him to my place I'm sure we could sort it out. I'll pull the shades.
Glad you wrote now, Randy. It seems Victor's dance card is going to be full soon. He can pencil you in after Princessa.
Badcompany: Thanks, BC. Always nice to get the support of an Irish bloke. Thanks for the comment!
A fine piece of work, C.R. A delightful read, fortunately I had a dish towel handy to make a loin cloth to wear as I walk out of the office now. I am particularly pleased with the simile "her breasts were ripe as fruit and he was Adam." That's good stuff, dude. Of course you realize that this will require additional response on my part. Mind already awhirl. I can't decide what I enjoy about you more, the fact that your hubs are just a flat f-ing blast to read, or the fact that your facile mind gives my lethargic, booze-basted one fodder to feed on and assorted other mixed metaphorical etc. helping me think of crap to write.
As always, /salute.
Shadesbreath: Thanks, man. As you know, coming from you it means a lot to me. Thanks for the heads up too. I assume you mean where I had a comma instead of a period, which then made the H look wrong.
Thanks again, man! I've got to run but be back soon.
Yup, that's the one I meant.
And I just got home, opened a beer and now have Wendy Carlos' version of Bach's Cantata #29 (one of my favorite writing tunes) fired up on endless loop. My vampire will mightier than yours!!!!
Yes, yes, yes! This is so tastefully steamy that I can barely contain myself!
What a wonderfully engaging story and I was captivated from the beginning by your writing AND Victor. What a rogue he is, yet he is totally irresistible. The setting, the feral cat's languished cry, entangled limbs, a writhing feirce beast...please give us more...as soon as possible! What a novel this would be!
Outstanding! :)
Excellent stuff Christoph, very captivating, and I want to know what happens next!
Shades: Sounds like a plan. Bring on your Vampire. I think he's a wuss. Just kidding. No seriously, don't write about Vampires. That's beneath you.
Pam: Thank you, Pam, so much, for your support, comments, and your friendship. Truly treasured gifts! Thank you!
Misty: Aw...you know. Another day, another bloodletting. Thanks for reading and the comment!
Hey Chris
The opening line alone forewarned me of the things to come (I zeroed in on the right words! LOL)
This has the makings of another guilty pleasure! But what's there to be guilty about when it's this tasteful and entertaining?
Elegant piece of writing, Chris. Don't let up now! :D
I'm normally not a fan of vampire stories, but this one just...excuse the pun...sucked me in. Well done. Encore! Encore!
Cris A: Thanks so much, and for your encouragement also (In fact, I partially blame you.) Can I move on to something else now, teach? Seriously, your kind words are eagerly received. Thanks!
JamaGenee: I'm not really a fan of Vampire stories either (true!) Glad you liked it though, and your comment satiates me...for now! Mwa-ha-ha-ha. (I loved the pun!) Say...how's your neck, anyway?
Chris: Sorry I'm just getting to this now...but I've been on a writing binge myself and have only just surfaced for air. I have to concur with everyone here...perhaps the hubby will get lucky tonight, but only if he nibbles my neck a bit first. :) Hhhhhottt stuff!
spryte: Thanks. How are you doing? You have been very interesting today. Thanks so much for the comment. Hope your husband gets lucky!
No, Christoph... I am totally going to (I just did. Got a 2300 word first draft knocked out now... I'm pleased, but, then, I'm always pleased right after. Have to let it cool and see what I made tomorrow)... but we could make this cool symbiotic thing, a vampire cluster, get enough in there and start pimping the tandem stuff to a wider audience. (Or they die in horrible under-read ignominy like all my other stories that I just can't muster the energy to prostitute out like some ugly whore that nobody wants when I believe true beauty should be obvious... sigh.. sorry, that just came out LOL).
Shadesbreath: Thats what happens to my serious stuff, and I do the whoring and everything. Sure makes a fella feel cheap. Well, it will be interesting to see your take on it. it looms before me like a Vampire on a bridge, biding his time until his unsuspecting prey passes below. 2300 words? Jaysus, Mary, and Joseph!
lol Yeah, I just read it. I like it, but, nobody is going to read it that long on here. I might keep it and try to sell it, but, then, where? And I'm too lazy. So, probably not. And no victimization for you, bro. Simbiotics only. Mine is merely the yin to your yang. I'm semi-serious about trying to do something with the batch if they work out. Odds are they die like all great ideas of this nature, but I'm planting the seed anyway. Stranger things have happened.
Shades: No doubt. You can cut it down, can't you? Like Stephen King said, "You have to kill your babies." Yeah, like he ever edited one word out of his massive books. You'll have to explain to me more what you mean by "doing something with the batch," since I'm not quite following.
I am ashamed to admit, I am here for my forth read. I am drawn to your sensual words. " Dazed. Confused. She was not herself and she spoke nonsensically." I realize now I is not my fault, I can not stay away. "He held a hypnotic power over his pets, as he liked to call them."
Your Pet,... do I have a pet name? ;)
Randy: Yep. Sure do. "Tigress." How's that? I didn't know I had you hypnotized. Hmmm. There must be some way I can use this to my advantage. Hmmm.
I came, I read.....and decided not to comment. :P
Is it especially warm today?
Oh my I was hoping he would kiss her neck , maybe my temperature rise. Christoph naughty naughty lololo :)
AEvans: Me? Naughty? Surely you jest. I am just expressing my admiration for the female of the species. Um...would you hold your hair back from your left shoulder for a second?
So sorry to say, my dear Christoph, Victor will always be a cat to me. I am eagerly awaiting his metamorphosis into or from a WereCat.
Sidestepping my peculiar reactions to this budding epic, kudos to the great writing, the great, mesmerizing "tail".
Your adoring fan, always, S.
Sally: Nowadays, Vampires can change into anything. I could have him turn into a cat just for you.
Thanks for coming by and commenting. It's always a pleasure to hear form you!
Oh my Christoph so glad you decided to do another one. That one had even more sizzle than the first one. Boy oh boy your writing is superb, seriously you got to write a novel, you will be bigger than Alex Haley.
Blondepoet: Thanks so much, BP. So happy you enjoyed it and took the time to read it. If I write a novel you'll be the first to know. Thanks!
you're a fiction writer as well eh? not too shabby! I just posted one of my own short stories, although the plot is quite different haha
colorsuz: Thanksfor coming by and the comment. I'll make it a point to stop by and read your work. Thanks.
Bloody brilliant, CR!
Hey -- can you give petnames to all us domesticated creatures? Pleez?
Hey, thanks MM! How nice of you! Pet names, huh? I said he called them "pets," not that he named them. Oh, my...Momeow? MMeow? SsssexySacramento? This is hard...I mean difficult.
Randy Behavior was the one who asked for a pet name. But now that I think about it, forget the pet names. You should really concentrate on the next installment. Your public is "thirsting" for more!
Awesome. I want to be Victor - he is the coolest.
MM: Yes she did, and I gave her one too. No word on whether she liked it or not. Thanks for stopping in. Sure you can't stay for a drink?
kea: Well, you'll have to find another vampire. Victor doesn't bite men...not that there's anything wrong with that. Thanks for the comment!
Hey. I may be a bit metrosexual, but I like ladies! For some reason, people think Kea is a girl...I'm a male stud....a stallion!
kea: I didn't say you weren't. I simply said Victor will not help you become a vampire by biting you. Ha, ha. Defensive? Besides, you've made your interest in ladies abundantly clear. ha, ha.
CR: whew...I feel better. Yeah, I'm a tad defensive because I've had people ask me for my "female opinion" on matters :) Hey, I never said I didn't like g-strings on men - j/k.
Keep up the great writing!
Kea: G-strings on men???? Maybe if they're wearing them on their heads.
Thanks for reading and the comments!
Swoon Victor. My neck and multiple body parts are all yours. What's a few puncture marks!
Jewels: I am feeling a little hungry. Hey, thanks for coming by and reading and the comment! Sweet!
So THAT'S what it takes to be a chick magnet, you old devil you.?
Chris I've just made a note in my diary " I knew Chistropher Reilly when he was just a Hubber".
You leave most of here in your wake. All I can say is that you write good stuff.
Ag: Why thanks, Ag! That means a lot to me. I appreciate your comments on the stuff I write, so I thank you for that.
Christoph... I'm usually not drawn to this genre, however when I popped onto HP's tonight and saw th epic you chose for your Hub, I was immediately interested in reading. I loved your seductive play on words...many memorable lines. my fav, "Her dark hair a tangled forest of frantic lovemaking..." Shows a picture not easy to forget.
I write historical romance and enjoy writing that "shows" me(rather than tells me) what's going on.
You definitely showed! Bravo! Great read!
Adrianna
Adrianna: Thank you so much. That's a great way to start the day. Thank you for the kind words. I enjoy reading historical fiction - not that I have read a great deal of it - but my fair share. Learning about a different time and place has always been appealing to me. If you have anything in print I would love to check it out. Thank you again for the wonderful compliment!
A great read Christoph. I saw all the naked women with my dirty little minds eye! I guess good writing means being able to paint using the readers mind as the canvas..
Interesting way of looking at it, earnestshub. Thanks very much for the compliment! Glad you made it by.
Christoph, I have been writing off/on for several years but have been seriously putting in writing time, daily, for 6 or so years.
I happened onto hubpages quite by accident, when looking for blogskins for my romance blog. I liked what I read and became a member.
My blogspot is:
http://adriannasromancepages.blogspot.com/
If you're curious and want to check me out. Leave a comment.
I will occassionally post a chapter here and there for feedback on HP's, as well.
Good luck and happy writing
Adrianna: I will definitely check your site out. I hadn't realized before you were on hubpages. Now I know and I'll be stopping by soon. Thanks!
Enthralling. What luck to have come across this. I'm not much for vampire stories, but I have to say, your writing has me hooked on this one.
CabinGirl: Thank you so much for your comment. Glad you read it and took the time to leave word. Thanks!
WhiskeyChick: I must say I am becoming hooked on the "single-malt" quality of your comments and your oak cask smoothness. Thanks so much!
I wonder - does Victor only feed on attractive women? He should know never to judge the quality of blood by its cover :)
Very good read CR. Waiting on a picture of Victor ...
This was even hotter the second time thru.. wow!
Hey Chris, you got mail.
Hi Chris I know how I missed this and others sorry. I really enjoyed the read. Lovely metaphors. I really enjoy vampire stories but I really don't know where to go anymore to find the good stuff.
sixtyorso: I appreciate your finding the tme to stop by and comment. How goes it, sixty? Life treating you OK?
Hi CR pretty good. I have been away on a couple of trips but I manged a couple of hubs on the Hubmob thing. But this challenge has blown my reading of good hubs and hubbers out of whack so now I am looking at my fans to seet what they have published. Hubativity is bit of a nightmare and if I use my own hubativity as guide I get stuck on a few hubs only and there is so much stuff that I can't always track down the source. I have given up on email alerts except for comments on my hubs and i back track the commenters to see what they have written. But his is not as rich as the good ole days of hubstalking.
Sixty: Same here. I have turned off my notifications from HP, so I'm not even seeing when someone publishes who I WANT to read. I have hardly been here. For me, this misguided, ill informed challenge has changed the dynamic of the place and I don't know if it can be recovered.
Very elegant, very attractive, very skillful - that's just you ! Your story is all that as well. I suddenyl feel very restless on what had started as a peaceful Sunday afternoon. Great storytelling.
Iphigenia: Aw. How sweet! Glad you read this and enjoyed it. You enjoy the day. I won't let him get you today. Now, I can't make promises about tomorrow (wink). Have a great day!
thanks for the great read.
Thanks Benson! I appreciate your coming by and reading it!
Chris I don't know about everybody else but I'm ready for part 3... very ready.
Well, thanks for the encouragement. Always nice to see you here!
I loved this...how erotic and sexy...your words were very captivating. All I can say is VICTOR needs to get with LENORE (my character) in my Hungry like the Wolf hubs....They are a perfect match!
Pachuca: I'll make it a point to read them. Maybe they can date? Chaperoned, of course. Thank you for your kind words!
chaperoned??? ah that ruins all the fun! ha ha ha
Well, I was thinking the chaperone would be a lustful, wanton, hedonist...more of a tour guide.
ha ha ha know you are talkin...LOL
hoo hoo!
This is sublimely written. it is as if I were held in a trance and eagerly dined on every written word. such an exotic and dark tale of altered passions of lust...and blood. Deliciously fantastic.
AIDY: Fancy seeing you here (ahem). Thank you again, and your kind words. Coming from such a skilled poetic soul such as yourself, makes your words truly special. It seems my day-long frown has vanished. Thank you!
you're welcome =] as I am flattered by your comment as well. for that I am truly honored.
No...you're welcome...lol
Is it possible that such a well written story, even about vampires, was last read 11 months ago? There is no justice is there? Man, you are good! :-)
DeGreek: Yes, I think that's possible. These two stories - written because someone asked me to write them - are two of my worst performing hubs.
Glad you read it and enjoyed. Thanks.
What! Worst performing? So should I stop waiting for #3?
Well, the true art always is. I was in a serious mood when I left the above comment. Today, I am in an arrogant mood, and I will write part 3 if I want, no matter what the masses say!
(claps hands and grins)
Candie V Level 4 Commenter 3 years ago
Wow. Vampire stories are getting so common I don't get lost in the stories much anymore.. I got lost in this. Great!!!