Chapter 29
It was the beginning...
The remaining days in the city came fast and furious. Alexis was very organized and methodical, knowing exactly what she was doing at every turn. On the other hand Demetri had fits of irrational thought when he imagined himself running into the street screaming like a lunatic. The reality of what was happening to him and what was yet to happen finally sunk in. He kept thinking about what she was going to do to him, what he wanted her to do. She was his scorpion for better or worse, til death...do they really live forever? On one hand he wanted to feel her injecting her poison into him, on the other he wasn't sure he knew what he was doing.
It was too late anyway. Sometimes he'd look at her without her knowledge or so he thought, while she busied herself with some chore. She won yet there was no sign of gloating on her part. Surprisingly the thought of what she was going to do to him excited him, both mentally and sexually. She was gonna fuck him real good he thought. Every time he thought about it he took her by the hand, leading her into the bedroom in the hopes of cementing their bond and showing her he trusted her. He became obsessed with her, wanting her frequently. She laughed in seeing and feeling his excitement. It made her excited too. The experience was new for her. She'd never changed anyone into a vampire before. Add to it, they were to be married.
Constance and Isabella were in and out frequently. They reminded Demetri of spinsters, clinging to one another frequently, insecurely. One day the two of them sat chatting on the sofa together looking at him oddly. He had the hardest time trying to determine what language they were using, let alone what they were saying. Only an occasional word sounded familiar. In frustration he went to see what Alexis was doing, rather than listen to their confusing and esoteric babble.
"What in the world are those two talking about. I have the hardest time understanding them," he said to Alexis thinking she'd understand.
"They've developed their own language. It's multilingual, ancient vampire with bits and pieces from other languages. They use it when they're in public too, so no one will know what they're saying. I have a hard time understanding them too but I can read their thoughts well enough to know exactly what they're saying.
"They're probably talking about having sex with you, after you're changed and we're married. They don't like the idea of doing it with humans but they're looking forward to it. I told them they could do it now if they wanted but they declined, graciously I might add."
"What if I don't want to do it with them," he asked in annoyance.
"Don't underestimate their ability in seduction. My guess is you'd be helpless to resist, if they wanted you. They could create a scenario you'd find difficult to refuse, a highly erotic one."
He put a fist on his hip, leaning forward over the counter, as though he was a knuckle-walker. He removed his hand from his hip and began scratching his side while making a face like a chimpanzee. She didn't know he was trying to make her laugh with his antics. Protesting further seemed pointless to him as he reverted to his usual character. She knew him well enough to poke him, calling him a fucker when she added,
"It will be easier when you're changed. You'll know when I want to be with someone. You'll feel a sense of excitement in your stomach, like the one we had on the roller-coaster. You'll look at me, seeing a certain smile in my eyes and you'll want me to do it; you'll understand. We won't have to ask permission. We'll feel the same thrill of it when it happens. It's really very beautiful and erotic for us, you'll see."
