Blood of my blood

Blood of my blood

Prologue

It was early spring in New York. The bar was full of creatures. Demons and Vampires. It was one of the most popular places in town. In the far corner was sitting a man who looked like human but wasn’t. He was tall and his body was lithe but muscular. Dressed in leather pants, dark shirt, and boots and black leather jacket. His hair was raven black and dark blue eyes searched through the crowd. His real name was Dwayne but others called him Chagara the Wanderer. Chagara was a vampire. He had lived well over thousand years but didn’t look like over thirty. Chagara was a Master Vampire of his own right but didn’t care so much about bloodshed and mayhem. He only killed humans either to feed or to defend himself. This mysterious vampire travelled a lot and that was the reason why he had survived alive this long. Other reasons wore probably his fighting skills and ability to hide. There was a reason what had brought Chagara here. He noticed the young woman sitting in the barstool. Brown leather pants, tank top and leather jacket accompanied her lithe body. Dark red hair flowed to the back and sapphire eyes danced with laughter. She was beautiful with her pale skin and delicate features. Chagara sighed even he didn’t actually need to breathe. Lauren, his only Childe. Lauren had turned and walked to him. She had sensed her Sire through the Sire/Childe bond even before he had step in the bar. The woman sat in the chair and greeted him. “Hello Sire, what brings you here?”

Chagara narrowed his eyes. “I heard you have been looking for me.”

Lauren smiled. “What can I say? I missed you Sire, it has been time when we last spoke.”

“Quit stalling.” Chagara growled softly.

“Well okay.” His Childe nodded. “I need your help.” She watched Chagara raise an eyebrow. “This is bigger thing.” Lauren continued. She knew that his Sire loved and protected her even more fiercely than most Sires with her being the only Childe. He had saved her life so many times and looked after her when she had needed it. Chagara was abstaining Sire; he was hard to read with his calm and almost gentle attitude. “I was involved with this vampire, Alex.” She watched his reaction and saw only slight tightening of the jaw. It was hard to tell was it jealousy or inkling by the coming doom. “He has done some things. There is small clan that wants him dead.”

Chagara didn’t move but gaze came more intensive. “Are they a threat to you?” He asked seemingly calm.

“Because of the involving, yes.” Lauren nodded.

“Who do I need to kill?” Chagara asked sipping calmly to his drink.

She looked worried. “It’s more complicated than that.” Lauren moved her chair closer to this Sire and placed a hand to his arm. The first few decades when the Childe needs his Sires blood and physical closeness had gone and the pull of the bond was lessen. Still Lauren had always felt the need to her Sire, some kind of connection. When they would meet which was quite often especially with vampires being eternal and all Lauren would seek the comfort and safety of his Sire. “I have a hotel room nearby. Maybe we should talk there, less listening ears.”

He rose to his feet and was already walking out when Lauren catch up with him. They entered the small hotel about ten minutes later. Lauren was staying in a small room, with bed, case, night table and a closet. Chagara looked around and sat the end of the bed. He looked at his Childe with those unreadable eyes. “Tell me.”

She swallowed. Lauren didn’t like asking help from anyone even from her Sire. And she knew he wouldn’t like this. Sapphire eyes were pleading. “He has to win the members of the clan. If he doesn’t kill them, they will just come after him. Alex has help, few members of his own family.” She paced back and forth. “I have only known him a few months and didn’t know about this. They are vindictive; they would kill me as well.”

“What did this Alex did?” He almost spit the name out thinking how this man could have involved his Childe something like this, put her in danger.

“He killed one of their clan in self-defence.” Lauren clarified. “They pretty pissed of. Especially the killed one being grandchild of the head of clan.”

Involuntary growled escaped Chagara`s lips. “We will leave now Childe.” He growled getting up and gripping her arm.

Lauren had expected this and halted his movement. “Now, now Sire.” She reprimanded. “They would just come after me too. Only option is to help Alex kill them.”

He didn’t like this one bit. Chagara pulled his Childe in to his arms and forced her to look him in the eyes. “I am not letting you put yourself this kind of danger. If nothing else helps I will either kill or imprison this Alex and give him to the clan myself.”

“No Sire.” Lauren shouted. “It will not help.” She tried to reason with him by looking in to those dark eyes and resting her hands against his chest. There was a storm in those eyes and she tried to escape.

Chagara`s grip tighten. “You are my Childe, mine.” There was a deep growl in his chest. “I will decide what is best.”

“Yes Sire.” She felt very apologetic. Lauren knew she had upset her Sire and wanted to do something. She reached out to him and melted into his embrace.

Chagara was surprised. He hadn’t expected this from his Childe. He knew Lauren liked to touch him or be near him and he was happy that his Childe came to him for help. Lauren remembered her previous times with her Sire. It had been intense in those times. They hunted, feed and fucked together. He had always given her blood and tried to avoid most of the physical side thought. Lauren had learned to sense his Sires needs and acknowledge her own; she knew he wouldn’t force her by using his power over her. But he wouldn’t say no if she asked him to. It wasn’t that Chagara enjoyed her pleading or maybe a little that. Most vampires didn’t live over fifty and age brought self-control, wisdom, skills and knowledge. Also the longer they lived the stronger they got. Chagara was quite powerful and had more self-control over himself and the demon than any vampire she knew. He was good at hiding his feelings. Lauren almost smiled. Because of the Sire/Childe bond she could feel his emotions and locate him if necessary. She clung to him, pressing her body against him and baring her neck. Chagara`s bite mark by turning was still there.
He nuzzled her neck and cradled his Childe in his arms. Lauren could feel his face change, hard demonic ridges forming. She could almost feel the heat of those golden eyes. Chagara licked with his roughened tongue and kissed the collarbone before burying his fangs gently to her throat. The slow suckling, draining her blood to the veins, draining her very essence made her moan and slid her hands to his Sires neck to intertwine his hair. Chagara didn’t take much, only a taste. His Childes blood with undercurrents to her vampire family. It was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted and he could feel emotions through the blood and their connection. The pleasure, the ecstasy was too much, he reluctantly pulled his fangs and lapped the wound shut. He frowned seeing his arms around his Childe, they had been occupied with out him realizing it and if that hooded look in his Childes eyes was any indication. Chagara struggled for control, pushed his demon down, face melting back to its human features before looking his Childe. He licked the traces of blood to his lips and nodded to Lauren. “I will protect you, what ever it takes.” His voice was hoarse and male vampire feared she had sensed something.

*Like your desire for her. * The voice in his head said. *It’s only natural. She is your Childe that makes her yours. *

“She is free to do what she wants.” Chagara replied angrily. “I will not tie her.”

*But you want to. * The demon in him reminded. *Make her yours. *

“She must want it herself.” Vampire mumbled. “Don’t you remember that she has a lover?”

*Kill him, like you wanted to. * The demon taunted.

“Only if it’s necessary.” Chagara replied.

“I know you do.” Lauren interrupted his inside conflict. She smiled till dazed by having his Sire drinking her blood. Only thing better than that was to drink from her Sire. The emotions running through their connection during their feeding. She could feel the pleasure that had brought to Chagara. And she knew he could he feel her pleasure of it also.

“I want to speak to this Alex.” He decided. “Then I will know what is the best course of action.”

“Thank you.” She hugged him quickly and pulled back before he had the chance to say anything.

“So.” Lauren looked at him. “Have you fed or do you want to go hunting?”

Chagara smiled. “I though we could hunt, rest tomorrow and meet Alex tomorrow night.”

“Sure.” She was spinning in excitement. It had been a long time when they had last gone out to hunt together. Like his Sire Lauren wasn’t that interested about killing anything than food or self-defence. Big deeds draw unwelcome attention and she didn’t need that right now. Still thrill of the chase, the kill, and the warm, fresh blood in her mouth. The blood gave them life; it was the liquor of life. Oh yes. And maybe that would help her Sire relax and stop brooding over Alex. She and Alex had been lovers for a while but not really anymore. Of course she wasn’t going to tell that to her Sire. She would help the male vampire because her own hide would be in danger. She didn’t want her Sire in danger but needed his help.

So Lauren followed him out of the door and in the city. Cool night air greeted them and they started walking through the streets looking for victims. The dark night sky and dark alleys brought no problems with vampire night vision. Two beings both dressed in leather walk graceful, flexible steps. Sometimes they jump to the roof like cats and materialized in the dark like the creatures of the night they were. They stalk their victims walking silently, grabbing them and sinking fangs to their necks so fast they didn’t really had time to realize what had happened. Some vamps like to play with their food, scare them, made them run and then drain them slowly. They said blood tinged with fear tasted better. Maybe so, maybe not. Chagara and Lauren drain their victims effectively. They preferred young, over twenty or slightly older in their prey. Neither ever touched children or very old people. Less blood and didn’t taste so good. Lauren was finishing her meal letting young man drop to the ground. She had blood staining her lips and she sighed happily full. Pale skin glowed to the dark when she raised her pale hand and tugged a couple strands of red hair behind her ear. Sapphire eyes were glowing hint of gold when she studied her Sire. Chagara was few steps away draining some blond haired woman who had already passed out on blood lost. With his black clothing and raven hair he merged to the dark. Pale skin was contrast to that black but not in a bad way in his case. His demon ridges were at forefront and usually dark blue eyes glowed golden. He dropped the women and walk to Lauren. Chagara noticed the blood in her lips, snarled and pulled her in his arms roughly. He grabbed the back of her head and brought her lips to his. He retracted his fangs but stayed in his demon face. Lauren wrapped her arms around him and offered her lips to his devouring mouth. Their kiss became passionate both groaning and moaning and Chagara let his arms slip around her waist pulling her against his body. She tightened her grip in his shoulders and began grinding herself against him. Chagara could hear the moans and gasps by this unexpected assault. Good he liked to keep his Childe on her toes. And she obviously still wanted him. He traced kisses in her face and nibbled and kissed her jaw line down to the neck. He continued with licking and nibbling and his mouth traced his mark on her neck. Lauren clung to him arching her back and moaning. The gasps of delight were too much. He could feel himself harden and started to pull away. Lauren looked surprised but let go. “Come Childe.” Chagara answered walking away.

Lauren was quickly at his side with her vampiric speed. Her Sire was walking like nothing had happened and that was frustrating. He didn’t say anything all the way back to the hotel. She gritted her teeth. What game was he playing again? Had he simply loosed control the sight of blood in her lips? Or did want to continue this somewhere private? Or maybe he wanted to play give and pull back again. She nearly snarled in frustration. Maybe she could just jump on him in the hotel room and made this continued. Oh yes. And be stopped and humiliated by the command voice of her Sire. Lauren remembered him using Sire voice to make her obey when she was younger and too full of her new powers. But if he did it again under attack. No she didn’t want that. Maybe she could ask. Beg, you mean. Oh he would love that and I am not that desperate she repeated herself.

When they returned to the hotel room Chagara sat to the bed pulling his boots and jacket off. He looked the narrow bed, shrugged and flings himself to his back. He looked perfectly content. “We should do this more often.” Chagara seemed to consider this.

“And which would that be Sire?” Lauren asked lightly annoyed. “The hunting or the fucking?”

His eyebrows rose. He could sense the anxiety through the bond and had all the way back to hotel. “I was referring to the hunting.” He said carefully and that wasn’t easy with his demon shouting him to take her. Chagara took a better position lying in his back arms stretch behind his head. “I think I’m tired. All the travelling and hunting.” He decided. “I think I just go to bed, don’t mind me Childe.” Chagara closed his eyes and was perfectly still.

Lauren’s face was full of dismay for a moment. She gritted her teeth, shifted to her nightdress, turn off the lights and walk to the bed. Two could play this game. She glided next to him resting her head to his shoulder and wrapping her arms around him. Lauren sighed happily, habit of her human days and took comfortable position. She made sure to grind and wriggle against him but not too much. Chagara tried to stifle the groans and ease his way further but his Childe wouldn’t have any of that. “This bed is too narrow for two.” Lauren said to his relief. “Hope you don’t mind?” She continued wrapping her legs and all body around him and half on top of him.

“Childe.” Chagara asked in anguish.

“Don’t worry, its not that you need to breathe anyway.” Lauren replied.

Chagara wasn’t happy. His chin was resting against the soft, red hair, the lithe body of his Childe was curled almost in top of him and her thigh was currently over his body and brushing against his member. Not a good position if he wanted to be in control. Flipping Lauren to her back was the only option but that could bring different kind of problems. He was already hard, on a rush from the hunt and his Childes displays. She would be the death of him. All right, his Childe wanted to play. He froze to his place and let her throw her worst. Lauren smiled to herself and climbed in top of him. Her short, sapphire blue nightdress rose to her thigh when she straddled him. Still no reaction. Lauren carefully undid the buttons of his dark shirt and exposed his solid, muscular chest. She let her hands wander over his chest in random patterns and stroke the contours of his abdomen. His nipples harden under her touch and she felt the almost suppressed shudders when she licked and sucked them. She focused on kissing and nibbling her way to his chest to the neck. All this time her hands move to his hands and carefully lifted them above his head. Her grip was gentle like this goal wasn’t important to her. His eyes were still closed like he was in sleep not realizing what his Childe was doing. Truth was she had him on her mercy. Chagara was lying on his back with his Childe straddling his legs and his arms pinned above his head. She knew he was physically stronger and could break her grip. And he could always command her. Lauren traced her mark in his neck with her lips and felt him shudder. She moved her lips to kiss him and almost sighed for contentment. They were so soft but so demanding. She knew how those cool lips felt against feverish skin and it was also a good way to stop him from speaking and especially commanding. She gathered his wrist and pinned them with one hand, other slipping down his body and settling to stroke his member. Chagara managed only half stifle the groan that escaped his lips. She continued kissing him and in the same time using her vampire speed to undid his pants and guides his aching member to her core. He was so hard, it was a miracle he hadn’t said anything and was still firmly on her grip. His eyes flutter open surprised look in his face. He was about to say something when Lauren started to move. She took great pleasure of her up a down move and thrust her hips down on him grinding herself as much as she could. Chagara was groaning and she released his mouth to lick a trail to jaw line to his earlobe, bit down gently teasing him before attacking his neck. His lust filled eyes were fully open now and he had struggled to free from her grip. Lauren had to use her vampiric strength to keep him on his place. His struggles were half-heartedly because he was thrusting his hips up to meet her thrust and was groaning at the contact and the sight of her in blue nightdress, red hair hanging loosely over the shoulders and in demon face forefront, eyes full of desire. She was moaning and gripping his wrist tighter. Chagara growled, eyes flashing cold when his Childe wouldn’t let him go. He tried to command her but the sensations in both their bodies was felt through the bond that was too much to comprehend. Lauren’s thrust came frenzied and more urgent. They were close to release. She lowered herself enough to encourage his Sire to drink. Chagara felt the demon ridges form and bit her shoulder. They fell over the edge together. Lauren collapsed against his chest.

Chagara lay there satisfied but also angry. He was satisfied of having his Childe again. It was a long time and he had never stopped wanting her. But Lauren had done this with out his permission. She had attempted to take him, to dominate him. Yes he had let her play; let her try to seduce him. But she had gone too far. She had fucked him and dominated him and that wouldn’t do. Least she hadn’t tried to bite him with out permission. As a man he could appreciate her enthusiastic but as a Sire he would have to reprimand her. The demon agreed all though it wanted her as a mate and was reeling for joy that his Childe wanted him this much. “Childe.” He started.

Lauren lifted her head and saw his eyes flashing yellow. She had let him go and was just lying there. And yes she knew what was to come. “Yes Sire?” Lauren asked.

“On your stomach.” Was the firm reply.

She did as told changing their positions and rolled over her stomach. Chagara grinned and hovered above her. “Hold still.” He commanded. He made sure she was in her hands and knees. She braced herself digging her claws in to mattress. He plunged his cool, thick member in to her wetness and started thrusting in and out of her. Lauren gasped with pleasure and shock of his sudden invasion and her body started to undulate against him. Chagara slammed his hips against her harder driving into her with his vampiric strength and speed. Lauren moaned and tried to tighten her inner muscles around his member. His lust, need and hunger for her were visible in his eyes but he growled to his Childe to reprimand her. “I haven’t given you permission to do that.” She knew this game. She wasn’t allowed to come before he said so. Chagara slowed his movements with evil grin in his face. Lauren tried to push back and tighten her muscles around his member again but stopped at looking over her shoulder to his Sires golden eyes. There was obvious no to them. He started moving again when Lauren stopped her movements. Message was clear. She wasn’t getting what she needed before she stayed still and begged. If she would try to make him come, he would punish her longer.

Lauren relented. “Please Sire.” She begged in a voice that was almost a moan.

Chagara growled, started thrusting harder and he could feel his climax approaching. Holding himself wasn’t easy and his Childe could be very stubborn. She had managed to surprise him couple on times with her stunts and made him come when he had specially said no. Of course she paid those times but that was the reason why she thought she could do what she wanted. Problem was that Lauren was an independent vampire now and even when he could demand his Sire rights it wasn’t the same. It was true that most vampires like to keep in families or packs. The problem was his grandsire and sire were dead and he had only couple of siblings he was aware of. Lauren didn’t need him like in the beginning and Chagara was loner. He worked his right hand down to shove his fingers through her moist curls and her engorged clit. She was moaning and gasping and tightening her muscles. “Yes Childe.” Chagara howled his head snapping backwards. His body shook in ecstasy. His orgasm was ripped from his body with the tightening of her pussy around his member. He curled his hands on her shoulders; claw marks being embedded in her front and back. He yanked her body up against his and buried his fangs into her neck.

”Sire!” Lauren yelled out in orgasmic joy. Her body rushed over the edge the moment his fangs entered her neck. The rush of his cool seed within her womb did nothing to chill her, but it satisfied her body's need for his essence in any way that she could find it. Her muscles pulsed and rippled around his member, milking each strong jet of thick cream deep within her canal. She slumped to the bed momentarily spent.

Chagara moved to lie next to her and there was smugness in his face. He quickly hided it but Lauren had already noticed. It wasn’t just about domination and submission or begging and denying. Her Sire didn’t usually demand that more than basic rules, he was just a control freak. He only wanted her to acknowledge that control. He wasn’t sadistic like most Sires. When she was younger and full of her new power he had to punish and teach her but he usually played these games and not actual physical punishment. She had to admit they were lot more effective. Lauren looked at him. “Have I been punished enough?” She asked.

“Maybe.” Chagara answered thinking all the things she could do to him.

“I know that look Sire.” Lauren loved to play with him but she had always been impatient. “I am yours.” She said repeating the same words than the night of her turning.


It was crescent moon in the sky about fifty years ago. Chagara was out hunting when he heard the voices of battle. A young woman was fighting against three vampires. They were minions, probably newly raised. She was beautiful redheaded woman with sapphire eyes and lithe body. Her top was torn a she was bleeding. Chagara guessed they had been trying to bite her and she had fought back. He watched her kick one of the vampires of her and back to the nearby tree. Her mouth fell open when the minion was punched by the branch and turned to dust. Two others attacked her again. She seemed to know a thing or two about fighting but wasn’t a match to two vampires. Other came behind her and bit her neck and the bigger vamp gripped her shoulders to hold her still. Chagara saw her going limp and decided to step in. Chagara had never had a Childe. He was a loner, a traveller. Most vamps in his age had at least one or two children. He figured he never wanted so much responsibility, teach and look after the Childe. Chagara had kept his eyes open though. If he ever created a Childe, he wanted him or her to respect and obey him but also be strong and independent. He wanted to check this one. She had the spirit of a fighter. She didn’t run or scream for fear like most. Chagara slide a stake to his sleeve and dusted the bigger vamp. “Hey.” The smaller, skinnier vampire yelled. “Find your own meal.”

“I think I take this one.” Chagara replied.

Vampire let the woman fall to the ground and attacked. Chagara gripped him and drove the stake to his heart. Dust had barely landed when Chagara kneeled down beside to the woman and listened her wavering heartbeat. He could tell that she didn't have that much time before her heart would cease to beat. When he was sure that the coast was clear, he bended over her body. Lauren fought for each breath of the air she needed to live. So many regrets crossed her mind. What were the last words she said to her mother? Had she told her friends how much she cared about them? Why had she been so stupid to walk here this late? She didn’t know what those creatures were but they sure as hell weren’t human. She had studied some amount of martial arts. Was that the reason she though she was safe? Obviously that had not been enough, she had just fought her final battle. Chagara lifted her head into his lap. He looked down at the woman. She looked so frail, so helpless. His warrior was dying. She stirred in his arms. She weakly pulled herself up further into his lap. Darkness was encroaching around her. Her eyes flickered open to the sight of dark figure against the background of a dark night. She could see him in the light of the moon. Those mysterious dark blue eyes were serious and his raven hair was waving in the wind. She hardly felt the leather covered arms that were holding her. “Who?” She asked trying desperately to focus.

“I am Chagara.” The man said. “I got you. You have to keep fighting.”

Lauren shook her head back and forth. How could she tell this man it was too late for her. She was so tired. It was time for the end.

“I can help you. You need this.” He told her. She had to do this willingly. If she wouldn't accept his blood, there would be no chance of reviving her. The more willingly she followed, the tighter their bond.

Chagara leaned down to the side of her neck. He knew that his mark would eradicate all others automatically. “I promise that I will care for you. I will love you, Childe. I promise you that with all that I am. Tell me you’re mine.”

“I am yours.” The woman whispered.

She twitched when his fangs entered her neck. She shook slightly as a different sense of pleasure and pain coursed through her body. Previous bites had been fierce and cruel and vicious. This bite, even with the small amounts of blood that he was slowly taking, seemed to be more potent. It was as if he was carefully siphoning out something that he held precious and treasured. Flashes of light bounced behind her eyelids while her heart slowed. When the blood stopped flowing easily, he withdrew his fangs and rasped his tongue over the wound, in a definite pattern. He traced a half circle to represent the moon, three dots to represent stars. Order of Tamarra. He sank his fangs into her again, drew two more swallows of blood, and licking the wound, he traced a line down the centre of the moon. Childe of. He bit her for the third time, sinking his fangs into her as far as they would go, and tugged backwards on them, stretching the holes. “Mine,” he whispered. Chagara took as little as possible with each pull. If he took the blood too fast, she’d be too weak to drink, and her heart would stop beating too soon. Bringing someone across was a tricky business. The steps were different depending on if you wanted a Childe, a minion, or a strong Childe. Quickly he slashed his wrist with own fangs and held it to the woman’s mouth lips. He dribbled the blood into her mouth. “You have to drink,” Chagara growled and massaged her neck with his free hand after securing her position with his arm around her to encourage her to drink. The blood filled her mouth and started to trickle down the back of her throat. He continued to massage her throat in a swallowing motion. He patiently let her drink until he couldn’t withstand anymore. His head was spinning and he didn’t have the strength to stand up. “I'll protect you, keep you safe.” He promised. Even though Chagara hadn’t made a Childe before, he wanted this with every part of his being. It felt right, somehow natural.