Chapitre 34: Crossing the Line (R18)
"So she's been turned."
"Yes, she cut herself after knocking you unconscious."
Amelie stands up and walks over to me until she's only a few feet away.
"I still want to be turned."
"Amelie, I don't want you to have to watch your friends grow old. Your future family."
"You are the only one that matters, friends can be replaced."
"That's not a good way of thinking love. Treasure your friends. That's the beauty of being human, you know you have limited time in the world so you make the most out of every day."
"That's just it! I don't want limited time in the world, I want all the time in the world. With you. Maman, she passed away when I was young, and I worried you would eventually do the same. But when I found out that you would live forever I could not help but to think. 'Who will be there for him?' So I made the choice, I would have asked you to turn me when I was done with school. This just sped up my plans."
I looked at Amelie, she had always been thoughtful. But this, thinking of me when she should have thought about her own happiness and future.
'Anais, you'd be so proud of her.'
I closed my eyes and sighed, opening them again. I caught Amelie biting her lip before she saw my eyes on her and looked away. I ignored her antics and looked at her closely.
"You have to understand, this isn't a choice to be made lightly. You will thirst for blood, you may even lose your magic."
"I have never used my magic to great degrees, and drinking blood does not bother me."
She takes another step forward and pushes her hair away from her neck.
"Amelie, I- This may hurt."
There was no point in arguing with the headstrong young woman. I pulled her close and looked at her neck. I could see her fidget in anticipation, so I leaned forward. My fangs elongated and hovered above her neck. She smelled amazing and I cursed myself for thinking like that, I had raised her as my own. I shouldn't be thinking about how her scent makes me feel. She let out a small gasp as my fangs pierced her delicate skin. I felt one of her hands clutch at my hair while the other grabbed a handful of my shirt. If Freya's blood had been nectar, then Amelie's blood was ambrosia. Each gulp I took energised me sending tingles from my head down to my toes. Amelie let out a breath moan and I felt her growing warm. I nearly stopped in alarm but her grip on me didn't loosen. A moment later I lowered her onto the floor after giving her my blood. She had a faint blush on her face as she fell asleep to complete her transformation. Carrying her back to her room I tucked her in too and quickly left.
Amelie's strange behavior did not go over my head, I knew that drinking and sharing blood was very intimate so I chalked it up to that. But then there was that lip bite, I had heard of daughters being attracted to men like their fathers. But this was something else, I shuddered at the thought of Amelie being attracted to me. We may not have had a blood relation, but I had raised her and seeing her as anything but my daughter would have been exceptionally weird. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. Hoping that the next day would be much simpler.
I woke up the next day, my senses feeling sharper than they used to be. I looked around my room observing details in the woodgrain and cloth. Mentally subduing the overwhelming details I got dressed and made my way to the dining hall where Amelie and Freya already were. They each had a cup of blood and a plate of food in front of them. Once I sat down they looked at me excitedly.
"We're immune to the sun. And I kept my magic."
Smiling at Amelie I turned to Freya, who remained silent.
"Freya, anything to add? Is your magic still working?"
She nods but remains silent, I begin to eat, occasionally glancing at the two. Amelie seemed to be more excited than Freya. Who was taking small bites out of her omelet while sipping the blood. I may have been dense with women at times, but even I knew something was bothering her.
'I hope he doesn't notice one of his servants is missing.'
I look back up at her. She was still eating, but I just heard her voice as if she was next to me. I looked around and noticed that Fred, one of my newer servants, was indeed missing.
'Oh gods, he's noticed.'
I raised an eyebrow at her and she paled. I sent her a look that said we'd talk later and I finished my meal. Cleaning up I went back to my study and watched Freya excuse herself from the table. I sat on my desk and waited, Freya came in a moment later. Embarrassment on her face, she quickly made to apologized and I stopped her with a raised hand.
"I know, I take it you had a hand in one of my servants disappearing?"
"I-I didn't mean to, I was just so hungry when I woke up and he was just there in the halls. I drained him dry before I realized what I was doing."
I sighed before turning around and pouring myself a drink, I offered her one and she shook her head.
"While I have no problems with you drinking blood, don't make eating my workers a habit. Now if you excuse me I have a long apology to write to the poor man's family about an accident their son had with an alligator."
Freya quickly apologized again before leaving my study. I wrote the letter and included two years pay in a parcel before sending another servant to the post office with the items. I sat back down on my chair and sighed. Siring Freya had let me hear her thoughts or so it seemed, I wondered what else I could do with the new bonds I had made. I was about to close my eyes when Amelie walked in through my door with a smile on her face.
"What is it love?"
She raised her hand and I watched as a small flame grew in the palm of her hand. The fire danced around leaving her hand unharmed. I stood up and walked over to her to get a better look.
"I was practicing magic and I read a book about how powerful witches could summon fire into their hands."
"That's amazing love, did you show Freya?"
"No, I wanted to show you first."
I smiled and gave her a hug. She pulled away but didn't lower her arms from my neck. I looked at her questioningly, before I could protest her lips were on mine. I tried to push her away but with her new strength I only encouraged her to deepen the kiss. I finally manage to break free, I blur to the other side of the room. She looked at me hungrily and slowly walked towards me. My morality had already been dulled by Morgana's spell and it took everything I had to not take Amelie then and there.
"Amelie, stop. You're my daughter. This is wrong."
"But papa, you cannot deny that it feels so right."
It felt wrong, her eyes had started to glow. She was stalking forward towards me. She licked her lips and smiled at me. I tried to dodge past her only succeeding in crashing into the door that wouldn't budge open. Turning back to her she laughed.
"There's no escaping, I've trapped you in this room."
"We can't do this, let me go Amelie, I don't want to hurt you."
"As if you could hurt me papa ."
She blurs over to me, her lips find mine again. Her fangs cut my lip and she sucks. I groan and try to freeze her, push her off, anything. I felt her tongue trace my lips and all my control went out the metaphorical window. I pulled her in and kissed her back hard. She lets out a yelp of surprise before returning the kisses with a fervor. Her hands tear at my shirt as I fumbled with her dress. She shrugged off her dress in a moment as she finally tore the rest of my clothes off. Sweeping the things off of the top of my desk I set her down. I felt her hand grasp onto my hardening length and begin to stroke. I growl as I push her back trailing kisses down her stomach before licking her wet folds. She let out a long moan as I began to suck on her engorged clit. Her hands curled in my hair, holding me down on her heat. Moments later I felt a splash of warmth hit my chin as she climaxed on my mouth. Pulling back I began to tease her nipples with my tongue as I lined myself up with her entrance. I bit down on her supple skin before pushing the head of my cock into her. She lets out a long moan as her nails dig into my back. She bit my shoulder eliciting a groan from me as I thrust another several inches into her.
The wrongness of it all sent shivers down my spine as I sheathed myself fully in her. Her tightness massaging my length. I stopped for a moment letting her adjust before pulling back and slamming forward as hard as I could. She screams out and wraps her legs around me. The desk was rocking beneath us as I built up a rhythm, the sounds of our flesh slapping together filled the room. She growled out before pushing me off and onto the floor. She's quickly on top of me teasing me before impaling herself on my member. Her breasts bounced up and down as she rode me hard. Her eyes closed and her mouth an 'O' of pleasure. She shuddered and fell forward into my chest as she orgasmed again. I withdrew from her and put her on her hands and knees before thrusting myself fully back into her with a groan, her muscles pulled me back deep into her. Grasping her hips I slammed into her repeatedly as she gasped and screamed. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled as we continued to rut away. Letting go of her hair I grab onto her breasts as they swung back and forth. She began to meet my thrusts with her own and I fought back my own impending climax.
With a blur of speed she throws me back onto a chair and is on me again. My length fully sheathed into her molten core she ground her hips against mine as she stared into my eyes.
"Amelie, I'm close."
"Come in me daddy, come in your little girl."
Realization dawned on me too late as she slammed her hips into mine one last time. I closed my eyes and clutched at her hips as I pumped her full of my baby batter. She was still grinding her hips into mine after I had emptied myself into her. She had a look of satisfaction on her face, I pulled her off and stood up.
"Amelie, that can't happen again. What we did was wrong, I- you're practically my daughter. I can't do that and still call myself your father in good conscience."
She grins before pressing a hand over her womb.
"The present you left me says otherwise."
"I-I wasn't thinking clearly."
"It's okay if you want me, we aren't related by blood after all."
"It's still wrong, what would Anais say?"
"Maman made her choice, and I am making mine."
Her face darkened, she picks up her dress and disappears in a blur of speed. I looked around my trashed study, sighing. I picked up the remains of my clothes and made my way back to my bedroom, being careful to avoid anyone. I drew myself a bath and lay in the water as I thought about what I had just done.
'Amelie had seduced me, I lost all inhibition due to-'
'No, those are excuses, I fucked the girl I had raised as my daughter. I could have addressed the issue before it became a bigger problem, but it wasn't like she went out of her way to make moves at me.'
I pushed my thoughts aside as I sank lower into the water.
'Being a vampire in this world does mean heightened emotions. Her feelings of affection could be getting turned into feelings of lust. That being said, we are a different species of vampire so I don't even know if the same rules and conditions apply to us. They kept their magic and are immune to the sun after all.'
"That still doesn't change that you slept with her."
I nearly jumped out of the tub, I turned to my unwanted visitor and spotted Morgana lounging on my countertop. She was playing with her hair while looking at me.
"She's basically my daughter, sleeping with her was wrong. I feel like there's a special spot in hell for me."
"Hell doesn't exist Seth, and enough sulking. You can't deny that being with her felt so right."
"What are you talking about Morgan?"
"Well I haven't seen someone make those sounds before in my life, you must have rocked her world. Plus did you see how much you came? I'd be surprised if you didn't knock her up with that load you blasted into her."
Grimacing, I threw a brush at her, she caught it before it could pierce her heart.
"I didn't need that imagery, she's m-"
"She's also an adult now, and she can make her own decisions, Seth."
"Even then, there's the age difference. I'm hundreds of years older than her."
"So? We had sex and I'm nearly two thousand years old. You don't see anyone calling me a cradle snatcher."
"Well I still see myself as he-"
"Seth I swear, if you call yourself her father one more time I'm going to erase your memories of ever having raised her. Yes you raised her, but she's her own woman, and you are not her actual father. So stop stressing and just live your life."
Morgana fades into the air before I could say anything else and I quietly finish my bath. I had quite a bit to think about, I finished up and wrapped a towel around my waist just as there was a knock on my door.
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