C:14 Rough Love

Continuation of Paris's POV:

Richard's eyes widened and he quickly started for the broken sword, swerving around me. I frowned and spread out my wings and shut them around both of us as they dragged him in front of me. I smirked and gave him a small kiss on his cheek. He looked at me then relaxed, purring as he kissed me.

"Paris," he whispered, a loving look entering his eyes. I eyed him over before wrapping my arms around him and bit down into his neck, starting to drain him. He groaned then gave a slight growl, shoving on my chest before he stomped down into my foot. Oh Hell! I can't get distracted! This is a fight! Even if Paris is extremely cute.... I felt his fangs sink into my shoulder harshly before he ripped a chunk out and snarled. I growled playfully at him before I cut him on the wrist and brought it up to my mouth before I started to suck on it. He moaned and fell against me. Paris~ I love him so mu- NO! I need to get it together! I heard him hiss before he smacked me firmly across the cheek then stole the knife from me and stabbed me. His eyes flashed red as he smelled my blood before I felt the sharp blade sliding against my throat, slitting it open. I moaned and fell over, dragging him with me. Oh man~ It feels good when he does it. I felt the cool knife sliding down my shirt, cutting it open and leaving a trail of blood down my body before he pulled the knife away at the top of my pants. He leaned in and moaned, starting to lick up my body, collecting the blood on his tongue. I gasped and melted against the ground. Oh, I hope he eats me up~ I felt his eyes on me before kissed above my stone then licked my neck clean. His fangs began to sharpen as his hands pinned my arms down, the knife falling to the side as he scrapped his fangs against the slit in my throat. I gasped and grabbed his shirt, yanking it up a little. He let go of my arms then pulled his shirt off his body, revealing his strong chest and hot body that had been concealed under it. I could see his muscles tense as he leaned back down and bit into me, marking me quickly as my eyes lingered over his body, trailing down to the top of a v disappearing into his pants. I relaxed under him and lowered my wings. I shut my eyes and smiled in pure bliss.

"Oh, my hell hounds," I heard Dante mutter from where he was standing. "You've got to be kidding me. You're supposed to be fighting. Richard! Put a damn shirt on! You're not having sex out here!" Richard gave a sharp growl and bit in deeper. I gasped and arched my back. Ohhhh yeah~ Richard's hand ran down to my thigh and he pulled it up as he managed to get his fangs in as far as he could and marked me again, giving a dominate growl in my ear. I let out a gasp and tensed up under him. Why is this so hot? He should do this to me in bed~ "Richard," I heard Dante hiss. My lover dug his nails into my thigh before he pulled his fangs out and looked my body over. He leaned down to my thigh then and bit down through the pants, sinking his fangs in as deep as he had gotten on my neck and marked me again. I groaned and felt my body shiver in pleasure.

"R-Richard," I whispered. I suddenly got a flash of Richard dominating me in bed, the headboard snapping from him holding onto it as he looked down into my eyes. It must've been his thoughts as I felt him push down into my thigh for more. I gasped and let out a small scream as I grabbed at my head. That would be so freaking hot! What the hell- is he holding back on me!? I felt his eyes on me as I screamed. He was over me in seconds, his lips crashing against mine eagerly as he moved down between my legs. I want to hear him screaming my name out.... His beautiful, sexy voice screaming my name~ His hips rocked into mine sharply.

"Richard," Dante hissed again, but it sounded far away, like the world had fallen away. I almost didn't hear him.

"Richard~" I purred out and rubbed my cheek. We need to do this more often~! He yanked my hips up against his and pushed me down into the ground with his weight, a growl escaping his lips as thoughts about me laying under him in our bed reached me. He had me chained up; my face full of ecstasy as he pleasured me. I shivered at the thought and let out another moan. He's so.... pervy! "Richard," I gasped out. He looked down into my eyes before he kissed me passionately then sat us up and stood up, forcing me to wrap his legs around him.

"Let's go back to our room," he purred at me and smirked, leaning in and kissing my neck before he sucked against it as he quickly found my sensitive spot. I nodded eagerly and purred.

"Richard, Paris," Laurence called out. "I'm still supposed to fight you. You two can't go anywhere. Knock that out you love birds." Richard walked us up the stairs then and squeezed my butt as he moaned, going to bite me. I exposed my neck for him and purred. "Are you even listening to me!?" Richard kicked the doors open and moved us inside quickly before I felt my back get shoved up against a wall and his fangs sunk into me. I felt his strong body press up against mine as a growl escaped him. "Dante, Victor, do something," Laurence yelled from outside. I gasped and leaned my head back against the wall before I exposed my neck as much as I could for Richard. I smelled Dante nearby before I spotted him behind Richard. He yanked him back from me then slammed him into the ground, pinning him.

"Calm down," Dante hissed. "We're training, not playing around." Richard snarled and yanked Dante down to him, biting into him viciously as he tore a chunk out and shoved him away. He got to his feet and started for me, but Victor tackled him from the side and knocked them over.

"DANTE! GET SOME ROPE!" Dante disappeared then reappeared with rope, grabbing Richard as they both held him down, trying to tie him up. Richard suddenly disappeared and they were shoved back into a wall as the rope fell to the floor. I fell to my knees and looked around for Richard longingly. Where did he go? I miss his touch! I heard his footsteps coming my way before I felt his lips against mine, kissing me deeply as his weight made me lay back on the ground. I moaned and tensed up. Is this really him?! I could smell him all around me as I suddenly felt his hands pulling me close as he pushed what felt like his tongue into my mouth. He's invisible? I reached out and ran my fingers against what felt like a face to me. I heard him moan slightly before he touched my hand then pinned it against the ground.

"Paris?" I heard Dante call as he got up. "What the hell are you doing?" I heard Richard's thoughts focusing on me as they traveled back to the bedroom, returning to his fantasy of me tied up. I closed my eyes tightly.

"Richard~" I breathed out shakily. Does he know he's invisible?

"Richard?" Dante asked and walked over, leaning over to grab me but touched Richard. His eyes widened before he gripped where Richard's hair would be and yanked his weight off me, holding him tightly. I heard Richard snarl before Dante started to bleed on his wrist.

"Let me go!" Richard hissed. Victor's eyes widened.

"He's invisible?" Victor asked and walked over, touching where Dante was holding him. "Wow~! That's amazing! Laurence! Richard's invisible!" I heard Laurence walk in then.

"We should really separate them... but then again if we let them go at it now... we'll get sleep later tonight."

"That's for sure," Dante muttered. "I could hear them all the way in my room last night and I couldn't sleep for a long time." Victor smirked.

"I managed to sleep," he teased Dante who frowned at him.

"Let them go at it," Laurence sighed out. "I don't think they'd be much use if they're longing for each other's touch right now anyways." Dante looked down at Richard then before he let go. He was suddenly knocked over and Richard reappeared, biting into him harshly. Dante yelped then struggled to get free, but Richard pinned him and started to drain him. Laurence walked up and snatched Richard's hair up before he dragged him towards me and dropped him there.

"Run," he told Dante before taking off running himself. Dante got up quickly and took off running, snatching Victor's hand to make him run off. Richard got to his feet quickly and narrowed his eyes, starting for them but paused and looked towards me before he smirked and walked over.

"Paris~" He purred to me then reached down to pull me up into his arms. I purred and leaned in towards his neck before I kissed it.

"Richard~" I husked out. Damn, I love him saying my name.... He yanked one of my legs up, putting it around his hip then grabbed my butt, picking me up off the ground. I'll make him feel so good he'll never forget it.... His body is so hot! He carried me down the hall, starting to give me love bites on my neck. I gasped and buried my face into his neck. I leaned up to his ear and started to suck on his earlobe. He moaned and almost dropped me but held on tightly as he licked my neck. He got us to our room then kicked the door open and shut it with his foot, taking us over to the bed before he shoved me down into it and got over me, tearing my pants off and tossed them. He grinded against me, his lips traveling every inch of my neck till he came back to where I was the most sensitive and kissed it then sucked on it, rocking his body into mine. I ran my fingers over his back until I reached the bottom then ran my nails against it- moving up. I dug my nails in and moaned out his name. He groaned then pulled back from my neck before he flipped my body over, yanking my hips up into the air as he hovered over my back.

I gasped and ripped the covers up then with my sharp nails. I felt him spread my legs out before he reached around my body and trailed his fingers down my stomach, his hot breath against my neck as he slipped his fingers under my boxers. I laid my head down against the bed and moaned against it, feeling my hot breath linger near the covers. My skin crawled with heat all over. "Richard," I gasped out. I felt his fangs against the back of my neck as he tugged on my hairs then reached down to my manhood and lightly touched it before he gripped it. I felt his hips press up against my butt then as his fangs entered my neck and he slowly started to grind against me as his fingers rubbed my downstairs. I felt my knees shaking then and struggling not to collapse. I slowly started to sink and moaned into the sheets as I gripped them. "R-Richard!" His other hand yanked me back up then as I heard him growl at me. He shoved my boxers down to my knees then as he pulled his fangs out then he moved his face down to the bottom of my back and started to lick up my spine, giving my manhood a squeeze. I fell back down and moaned against the bed as well. My body trembled and my hands searched around before coming across pillows to grip. His free hand yanked me back up again, forcing me onto my knees before he playfully smacked my butt.

"Paris~ stay up, naughty boy," Richard growled out to me.

"I- I can't," I told him. "Your touch is melting me like snow," I husked out and pressed my body up against his. I heard him moan before he squeezed me again then reached in front of me, grabbing the pillows. He pulled them under my body then, propping me up before he gripped my hair and tugged on it as he grinded up against me, pressing his aroused manhood into me through his pants. I gasped and pushed my upper body up to suit the pillows and felt my arms shake with the rest of my body that was trembling from his touch. "Richard~" I glanced back at him. He smirked and tightened his grip on my hair, tugging on it again.

"Louder," he ordered me, purring as he slowed down against me to tease me.

"Richard!" I called out to him louder and blushed. He purred then.

"You want me?" He asked me and let go of my manhood, trailing his hand back to my butt and smacked it lightly. I nodded and bit my bottom lip.

"Yes," I whispered.

"What was that?" He asked and tugged on my hair again. "I don't think I heard you."

"I- I want you!" I told him. "Richard," I husked out and felt my heart race. He rocked his hips against me then and kissed between my shoulder blades.

"Scream my name~" He purred and yanked on my hair.

"If I don't?" I asked him challengingly. I felt his lips curl into a smirk as he thought about the rope under the bed.

"I'll punish you."

"What kind of punish?"

"I'll tie you up," he purred out to me. "The rest is a secret." I heard his thoughts running back to how Dante had stolen that whip from Reuben and then towards a whip in the weapon's room. I widened my eyes and felt my heart race.

"Richard!" I yelled out quickly. He laughed and rewarded me with a kiss on my neck before he bit in and marked me, rocking into me again as he grinded against me harder. I moaned and collapsed my arms, falling quickly and felt my whole upper half slump with me. He growled in my ear before he nipped at it and I felt him pushing his pants down to get to his boxers. I closed my eyes and let out a purr, knowing where it would lead. He suddenly yanked on my hair again before he chuckled and teasingly ran his fingers against the lower half of my stomach. I rubbed my face against the bed then and mumbled his name.

"Say it again," he husked out into my ear. "Say it~ Tell me how much you love me."

"Richard," I moaned out and glanced up at him. "I really love you," I whispered and leaned in for a kiss. He kissed me and then kissed my neck.

"I love you too," he told me then pulled away from my neck. I felt his fingers pull away from the front of my stomach before I felt his boxers sliding down his legs. I gasped and glanced over my shoulder at him. He's leading up to it. He looked down into my eyes before his lips crashed against mine. I moaned and felt my knees slipping up a little. He's... so.... great like this. He pulled back from the kiss then looked my body over before he started to trail kisses down my spine slowly. I rubbed my cheek against the bed and licked my lips.

"Let's do this again," I whispered.

"You like it?" I heard him purr slightly before his fingers tightened in my hair. "I could tie you up~" I widened my eyes. He better not. I tsked at him quickly and went to move away from him. He growled and yanked on my hair then pushed my head down into the bed. "No, you don't," he hissed at me. I felt his other hand slip down between my legs before he gripped me. I gasped and got still quickly and bit my bottom lip until it bled. He pulled my head back up then leaned in, licking my lips clean before he kissed me passionately. I moaned and kissed him back quickly and moved to get my body balanced on the pillow again. He pulled back from the kiss then and watched me before he let go of my manhood and rubbed the side of my hip. "I'm going to make you scream my name again," he told me and smirked. I widened my eyes and eyed him over.

"Again?" I husked out.

"Yes," he purred to me and kissed between my shoulder blades before he moved up against me, pressing his weight into me before he began to take this exactly where I wanted, making it the best I've ever felt from him as he dominated me body and soul.

~~~

I heard him panting shakily as he leaned against my back after hours of sex, the sun going down. He rubbed his head against me before he gave a soft moan, breathing in my scent. I felt my wings flutter a little and adjust. My body was exhausted and dying to get a break. I tried to crawl over the pillow slowly, feeling him taking his break. He pulled me back to him and then flipped me, laying out on my body as he laid his head against my chest with his ear over my stone. I reached out and yanked the pillows out from under me and threw them across the room before letting out a shaky breath. He laughed a little then. "That... was amazing," he husked out. "We should do it like that more often...." I nodded in agreement before looking up at the blurry ceiling.

"I'm so tired," I whispered.

"Me too," he murmured then looked up at me before he gave my lips a soft kiss. "I love you...." He leaned his face into my neck and bit down, starting to drink from me.

"I love you too," I mumbled and closed my eyes. He pulled his fangs out then licked my neck before he sighed. He moved off me curled up beside me, pulling me into his arms as he snuggled me to him. I felt the world start to fall around me as I lost consciousness.

~~~

I felt chains around my wrist as a man was yanking me towards a set of grand red double doors. "Hurry up," the man hissed and smacked me. "You good for nothing."

"Good for nothing?" I asked him and yanked on the chains quickly. "Where are we going?" I glanced around quickly and panicked.

"Shut up," the man growled then yanked me into the room. He pulled me up to a throne then shoved me down to my knees in front of it. "We have the traitor right here," the man hissed. A dark shadow sat on the throne, red eyes looking down at me before the figure stood up. I was kneeling in front of my mate, my sweet beloved mate Richard. He was dressed in the finest silks, his princely vest red with gold buttons on it. A gold crown was placed delicately on his head and he looked down at me in disgust.

"You brought the traitor in here?" He growled, his eyes shooting towards the man who had brought me in. "You know the punishment for traitors. Take him to the execution room," he snarled. "I have better things to do than deal with the remnants of my father's era."

"I'm not a traitor!" I widened my eyes. Execution room? "I don't want to die," I told him. "Please!" He looked towards me then and wrinkled up his nose.

"Begging? How disgusting.... Get him out of my sight," he said and waved the man off. The man went to yank me to my feet then. "Anyone from my father's era that believes in what he did finds their way to that room," he hissed at me. "Say your prays."

"I don't!" I told him quickly and started to cry. "For you I'll do anything," I whispered and reached out for his feet before the guy could take me away. Richard watched me, holding up his hand to stop the man and smirked.

"Anything?" Richard purred. I nodded and gripped his feet tightly. Richard studied me before an evil light lit his eyes up.

"We have another traitor... currently imprisoned. I want you to kill him," he told me. "A life for a life."

"W-who?" I asked softly. He snapped his fingers again, and the man stepped back before Richard kicked my body away from his feet and grabbed my hair, forcing me to look behind me to see Laurence chained to the ground on his knees further out in the throne room.

"I can't kill him.... He's a kid," I whispered and eyed him over before I teared up.

"You said anything," Richard hissed at me. "I want a life for a life. Kill the traitor... or... to the execution room you go." He shoved me forward then. I eyed Laurence over before looking back at Richard.

"You won't make me do something like that," I told him. "Killing someone is a sin." He narrowed his eyes at me then.

"I knew you were a traitor," he hissed then exposed his fangs. "Take him away. I want him tortured... and then I want his stone in my hands. I'll personally crush it and send the bastard to hell." The man snatched me up then and started to drag me away.

"Why do you think I'm a traitor?" I asked him. "I haven't wronged you... but you're already wanting to throw me away. I'm your mate." Richard glared at me then.

"You're no mate of mine. A mate of mine would have been by my side when I killed my father. A mate of mine wouldn't be brought to me in chains.... A mate of mine... would believe in using his fangs and taking a life if it was necessary. I don't want you. I will never want you... and I won't miss you," he snarled at me.

"Then I'll say the same to you," I hissed out his way. "My mate would care about me the second he set eyes on me... but all I see is a spoiled rat on a throne. I'm glad I'll die and leave. I don't want to be in a world of the likes of someone as heartless as you!" My surroundings suddenly disappeared, and Richard walked up to me slowly. The chains were gone from around my wrists, and he grabbed my shirt, yanking me to him. He looked me over then shoved his hand into my chest with a snarl. As his hand gripped my stone, I suddenly heard our song playing in the background, reaching my ears. I leaned against him and closed my eyes, softly humming the tune to my death. I felt his hand go to crush my stone, but he stopped suddenly and I was left alone with the song echoing in my ears. I opened my eyes slowly and glanced around. Does death really feel like nothing happened? I saw a tiny Richard run across the black room then, giggling before he crashed into a maid then purr. He looked up at her before he bit down into her leg, making her shriek and kick at him as he drank from her with a whine.

"Richard," I whispered and started for him. My small mate. The room suddenly changed as I took a step, the room becoming a well-furnished living room. I saw his father tsk as he got up from an armchair and walked up, yanking him away from the maid then smack him across the face. "No," I whispered as I watched them. I rubbed my cheek and dropped to my knees. Richard yelped then started to cry.

"Stop crying," his father hissed. "You're a very bad boy," he told him then narrowed his eyes. "How many times do I have to tell you that you can't bite like that!" He forced my mate's jaws open. No! He'll take his fangs! I rushed for them then in a hurry to stop it. My little mate trembled and gripped his father's arm, looking frightened as his father reached in and gripped a fang, ripping it out. Richard shrieked in pain, his knees giving out, but his father kept him up by his jaw and went for the next one as Richard bawled, tears running down his face. I whimpered as I reached them and reached for Dracula's arm to stop him. Dracula looked at me then before he smacked my hand away and glared at me. "Stay out of it. I'll punish my son how I like, Alexandre," he hissed. I suddenly saw my reflection in his eyes, but it wasn't my reflection- it was my father's. I widened my eyes and looked down at my hand before I looked towards Richard then scooped him up into my arms. Was I my father this whole time? Richard held onto my shirt tightly before he let out a blood curdling shriek. I saw his other fang in my bloody hand then like I had ripped it out myself. His father stood up and grabbed Richard's face, forcing him to look at him. "Richardo, shut up," he hissed.

"You deserved this!" I trembled and let go of Richard quickly. No. No, I didn't take that from him... but if I did... it was best two than one.... Richard fell to the floor then yelped as he hit it before he curled up, holding his bleeding mouth as he sobbed. His father narrowed his eyes then bent down and smacked him again before he picked him up and sat down on the couch. "Didn't you hear me?" He hissed then smacked Richard's butt hard. "I told you to stop. You're nothing but a leech!" I hissed and grabbed Dracula's hand before I yanked him away from Richard and tackled him to the ground. I held him down by his throat quickly. Dracula went limp in my hands before I saw my little mate licking his bloody lips as his father's blood dripped down his skin. His father looked like he had been torn into by Richard's teeth, his stone missing. Richard looked at the stone in his hands before he put it in his mouth and sat down, chewing on it. I trembled and reached out- snatching the stone from his mouth. That can't be healthy for him to chew on it. He looked towards the stone as I took it then grabbed it back, putting it in his mouth before he swallowed it.

His eyes widened slowly before he let out a small scream and held his stomach. He fell over and trembled as his breath came out shakily and I could smell his scent fading, being replaced with his father's like his father's stone was taking over his body and destroying his son's stone. NO! I reached into his body quickly and yanked out his stone as fast as I could. Richard's stone started to crumble into sand in my grip, his life slipping through my fingers. I trembled and watched the stone before I glanced at the body and shook my head. Why... I saw Richard's body slowly sit up before he rubbed at his eyes then stood up. "How disgusting.... I'm in his body," I heard his father's voice mutter, Richard's small lips moving before he looked at me. "Alexandre, get me out of this body and back into my other form." I shook my head no and grabbed his neck quickly, starting to choke him. He widened his eyes and I suddenly was standing back in the black room, my hand my own as I was squeezing the life out of my beloved Richard, his body back to the man's body I knew. He looked at me in horror and scratched at my hand in despair. I let him go quickly and shook my head no before I ran for it, running as quick as I could to get away.

"Paaaariiiis," I heard Grimm's voice call out. "You can't run from this. A vampire's love is painful. You'll only hurt those around you. You can't ever get away from this."

"Grimm?" I asked and looked around for him desperately.

"Paris," I heard him whisper. "Paris, the only way... the only way to save him is to kill him. You'll hurt him if you don't." I heard him laughing then. "Kill him Paris. Kill them all and take over the world. Take all the power you can." I shook my head quickly.

"No, I would never do that. That's awful to do. Killing people is a sin."

"You've already killed so many people~ The blood that ran from them could fill an ocean. Their bodies are piled at your feet, can't you see?" He asked and suddenly I felt my foot hit a skull before I was standing on a pile of dead corpses, the Belgium princess under me as her hand held the skull my foot hit. I widened my eyes and eyed over the corpses under me. He's right. I'm a murderer. I killed so many people... Hell is calling my name in the background, waiting for someone to strike the final blow. "Soon all your friends will be added to the pile, you sinful spawn of Hell," he purred, his voice by my ear. I suddenly saw Laurence's body on the pile, holding Baleen in his arms with Mayloi's small corpse on his chest. Richard was sprawled out, one of his arms missing from his corpse with Dante not too far off. He was holding Reuben's hand, his eyes wide open with a look of terror on his face. Victor laid face down on the pile, a knife in his back. Baylorik's throat had been slit, and I saw Val nearby with Alex holding her close like he had tried to protect her. Thomas had bite marks in the side of his neck along with his wife next to him and their small baby in their arms, her little neck broken. Did I do this? I'm a monster. I killed everyone. Why would I do that? "Now take the power," Grimm hissed in my ear. I saw a crown on a pedestal a few feet away from the pile of bodies. "Take it now!" I slowly reached out and touched the crown obediently before I placed it on my head. "Good boy... now...." I suddenly felt a knife hit my stone then. "You'll become a demon unfit to lick my boot~ You were doomed from the very beginning."

"G-Grimm?" I asked and grabbed the knife quickly and groaned. "No... Don't kill me. I don't want to die. Hell- Hell is scary to imagine." He twisted the knife in me before I heard a thud behind me, and mind searing pain took over as I saw my wings bloody on the ground. He cracked my stone then destroyed it entirely, sinking me down into a dark abyss....

~~~

I felt Richard stir beside me before he groaned and moved away from me, making the bed shake. I opened my eyes quickly and let out a small gasp before I closed my eyes again. "What was that?" I asked softly.

"What was what?" Richard murmured from beside me.

"My dream..." I trailed off. "I don't understand it at all," I sighed out. I felt my body ache from the sigh, reminding me I shouldn't be moving.

"How about you tell me it? Maybe telling me will help you," he suggested softly and looked at me, opening his eyes. I frowned as I tried to focus on remembering it all.

"Grimm killed me," I muttered. "That's about all I can remember."

"He killed you?" Richard asked and sat up, looking down at me. "Why would he kill you?" I rubbed my head as I tried to remember.

"I killed everyone... I put on a crown, and he killed me."

"Maybe you're afraid of power," Richard murmured. "You're afraid of it because you'll be top dog and someone will want to kill you for your spot like in the legend about the sword of Damocles."

"I have an overwhelming fear..." I told him as I tried to think on my dream. "Of hell."

"Hell?" He asked me softly and moved closer to me. "Why are you worried about that? We're not going to die. We're going to live forever," he told me then gently pulled me into his arms, cradling me. I groaned out in pain but sighed.

"I don't know... Eventually we could die... a horrible death."

"I won't let it happen," he told me firmly. "I refuse." He looked me over then bit into his wrist and offered it to me. "We'll live forever together." I pushed his wrist away and kissed his chest.

"Forever is a long time. I can't imagine it. No other vampire has lived that long."

"Because forever never ends," he purred to me. "It's never ending... and our love is like that- never ending. You can't say you've lived forever because as each second ticks, more is added to your life and it'll never stop." I nodded as I listened to him.

"Okay," I whispered. Forever... He gave me a small kiss then and smiled.

"You want to live with me forever, right? We'll have all the time in the world to spend with each other and hold each other and love one another." He gave me a small squeeze then before he smirked then started to tickle me. "Think about how close we'll be~ We'll be the best love story in the world~!" I laughed and grabbed his hands.

"Oweee, I'm still sore... stop that."

"Then drink from me and get unsore," he teased me and exposed his fangs. I growled playfully and shook my head no.

"I like it- it reminds me of last night." He smirked then.

"Oh? Is that why you're not drinking my blood? You want to remember last night?" He asked and purred. "I could always refresh your memory." He gave a playful growl and leaned in towards my neck. I yelped and moved away from him quickly and worked my way across the room. "Come back here~" He purred and came after me. "I'll etch it into your memories." I widened my eyes and ran for the door quickly, ignoring the pain sprouting in me. He caught me then scooped me up in his arms before he took me over towards the bed then laid down in it with me, holding me close. I curled up to him tightly and sighed. He purred and kissed me gently before he looked my body over. "You don't really have to stay sore to remember it," he whispered to me. "You have the memories of last night in your head."

"I know... But I like this," I whispered.

"If you like it so much, then I'll make you sore more often," he teased me and gently sucked at my ear. I gasped and moved my ear away quickly. He looked at me then gave me a small kiss before he rubbed my cheek. "I love you Paris.... I'll always love you for as long as my stone beats." He smiled then. "I can't wait to dance with you at the ball that Val is planning.... We haven't danced yet...." He leaned his head against mine and purred. "We'll dance at a real ball together... and no one will whisper about us... or try to tear us apart from each other."

"That would be really sweet," I whispered. I was so mad watching him ignoring me at that ball. He nodded and gave me a soft kiss.

"We'll have to find someone to play the piano for a dance. I imagine they're going to ask me to play for much of the ball," he purred, giving me a thoughtful look.

"No," I hissed and gave him a mad look. "You're not going to play the whole time and ignore me." He laughed a little then looked me in the eyes.

"Alright~ I'll tell them no. They can hire someone to play," he purred. "It'll be our first ball as a couple too, so I should dance the entire night away with you." He moved me on top of him then started to play with my hair as he smiled sweetly. "I'll whisk you away~" I laughed softly and gave his cheek a kiss. I should go apologize to Laurence... He was probably looking forward to fighting with me, but it didn't happen.

"We need to go apologize to Laurence," I whispered to Richard. "We were a little unfair to him yesterday. He didn't get a chance to fight me."

"If you drink my blood, you could make it up to him by fighting him today," he purred. "We didn't get to fight either...."

"I thought we did," I purred to him before leaning in towards his neck and bit down into him, starting to drink his blood so I could heal up faster. He moaned and exposed his neck to me, rubbing my back gently.

"No~ We didn't. We ended up having sex, remember?" I pulled back from his neck and licked my lips.

"Well... I thought we had a small fight before I gave in to you."

"You wrapped your wings around me and then I fed, and we came in here," he told me and smirked. "I wouldn't call that fighting. I'd call it foreplay."

"Well... I'm not sure I can fight you then..." I trailed off and eyed him over. "Every cut you made just- turned me on." I blushed and sat up. He purred and leaned up, kissing me.

"Fight Laurence first... and then we can see about training together. Maybe because we did it yesterday, we won't wind up in here so easily," he told me and sat up, moving his arms around my waist. I nodded before giving his cheek a kiss.

"We can try," I mumbled. He purred before he kissed my neck.

"Let's go find Laurence. I'm sure he's probably enjoying breakfast." He stood up, moving me into his arms bridal style then took me towards the closet before he paused and changed direction. He took me into the bathroom and kissed the top of my head. "Let's take a bath. We've mated twice, and we still haven't bathed." He laughed then. "We probably smell bad. We should clean up then go find them." He sat me down in the bathtub then pumped the water for us, plugging up the drain. "We should get ourselves presentable for them. We are princes after all, and they're our friends." I nodded and stepped into the water and grabbed a rag and soap. I started to wash my body and looked towards my wings in annoyance as I kept them out of the water. He watched my wings curiously before he got in the tub with me and touched them, feeling the feathers on them. "I love these," he mumbled to me. "They're wonderful... so soft...."

"They're heavy," I hissed out. That's one downside about being a demon! I must put up with them.

"Think about it though.... If you didn't have them, you couldn't have wrapped me in them yesterday, and we might have never had that wonderful sex," he purred and smirked at me. I blushed and reached over the side of the tub and grabbed his rag then threw it at him. He caught it then smirked at me before he rubbed it against the bar of soap and began to wash himself, sinking into the water with a pleased look. I finished washing my body then sunk into the water to rinse off. I raised up and stepped out of the bath quickly then grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body. He finished up quickly then got out, draining the water before he got a towel and started to dry off before he frowned. "Paris! I destroyed that outfit of yours," he said and wrapped the towel around his waist. "Damn it, I loved that one.... Maybe we can get it fixed.... I'm sure Laurence's maids could sew it back up."

"You..." I frowned and started for the closet and picked out an outfit I liked and put it on before he could come in and throw one at me.

"Paris~" He started after me and leaned against the wall before he watched me getting dressed. He smirked then before he got off the wall and let the towel fall to the floor, going over to his clothes and started to pick something out, showing off his body proudly to me as he seemed to be the living embodiment of confidence in the way he carried himself. His posture was perfect, and he had his shoulders back like a true prince. He's so showing off to me. I tsked and walked out of the closet quickly since I had my clothes on. He's so confident. He came out after he got dressed, wearing a simple white dress shirt and a pair of black pants. He purred as he saw me then walked over to the door, getting it for me. "Let's go join them. I'm sure they're still at the breakfast table."

"What time is it?" I asked and glanced out the window to find the sun rising.

"Early enough," Richard said, eyeing the window over. "We could go outside and enjoy the sunrise, or we can go sit at the breakfast table with our friends who are probably irritated about yesterday."

"Let's go apologize," I told him and left the room, going to the breakfast room. Once inside, I found everyone at the table but Laurence. Richard glanced around then got my chair for me, helping me sit down then sat down beside me. Dante glared us both down and sipped on his blood.

"So, I heard you two had an interesting fight yesterday," Val purred out.

"Yeah~ we did," Richard purred to Val, ignoring Dante.

"They about mated in front of us," Dante grumbled.

"Really?" Reuben asked. "I missed that. I wonder what face you was making Dante~" Reuben purred in amusement. Dante frowned at Reuben then.

"We tried to pull them apart... but they only were right back on each other. We're lucky they went to their room with the way they were acting," he told Reuben.

"How's your neck?" Richard purred teasingly, making Dante growl.

"Bastard," he hissed at Richard.

"I'm sorry about biting you yesterday, Dante," he told him, the smirk fading from Richard's face as he got serious. "If anyone was going to get bit, all the bites should've belonged to Paris."

"Maybe it'll teach you to back off next time Dante," I teased him. I eyed over Laurence's seat and gave a frown. Is he really that upset at us that he decided to not eat with us? I heard Dante tsk slightly before Victor busted out laughing.

"Aww, it's alright. At least we know that you two really love each other," Victor purred at us, grinning. I heard the doors open before Thomas carried Laurence in like a small child then sat him down in his seat, moving his glass of blood in front of him as he brushed Laurence's hair out of his face.

"Here you go, young master. Drink up," he whispered to him and smiled softly, watching Laurence closely. I saw Mayloi on Thomas's shoulder, looking around excitedly before he jumped down to the table and ran for his bowl to chow down on his breakfast. Laurence gave a small frown before leaning back in his chair and closed his eyes, looking tired. I laughed softly as I watched him in amusement. Did I keep him up last night? Thomas rubbed Laurence's head and picked up the glass for him, bringing it to Laurence's lips and tilted it to feed him. Laurence frowned and snatched Thomas's hand quickly and stopped him.

"Thomas," he grumbled.

"You need to eat, young master," Thomas told him softly then sat the glass back down. "Would you like me to make you some tea to help you wake up?"

"I told you I wanted to sleep longer," Laurence told him and slouched down in his seat.

"Young master, if you slept longer, the blood would have spoiled," Thomas sighed out. "My wife donated this blood personally this morning." Laurence frowned before looking towards the blood in the glass and exposed his fangs. "Baleen is wanting to have tea with you today as well," Thomas added on then smirked.

"Baleen?" Laurence asked before sitting up and grabbed the glass and chugged it before shoving it into Thomas's chest. Thomas frowned then took it.

"Yes, Baleen is wanting to spend time with you today and drink tea with you. I gave him today off from learning his duties," he explained. "If it's too much for you, I will tell him no and tell him to play with Mayloi."

"I'll have a tea party with him at lunch," Laurence whispered before slouching back in his seat and threw his legs over one of the arms of the chair.

"Yes, young master. I'll inform him that you accepted," he whispered then smiled. "He'll be so happy that you said yes."

"I know," Laurence sighed out and placed his head in one of his hands and started to fall asleep on us.

"Laurence," Richard purred out, looking amused at how Laurence was passing out. "Paris wants to fight you today." Laurence's head started to slip of his hand slowly. I smirked as I watched him. Maybe not today.... "Laurence," Richard said a little louder then looked towards the flower arrangement on the table before he pulled a rose from it and threw it at Laurence to wake him. Laurence lifted his head a little and pushed the rose off him and into the floor before throwing his head back and laid it over the other arm of the chair. Thomas chuckled as he watched him then smiled. My young master is adorable.... I'm so glad I was born into serving him personally. None of the other servants really get this close to him.... I get to serve him personally every day and take care of all his needs.... It's like having a child that'll never grow up. I purred as I watched Thomas. He really cares for Laurence. That's so adorable. He looked Laurence over then leaned over.

"Maybe I'll slip you back into bed for a few more hours. You're so tired looking," he murmured under his breath then carefully picked him up. He looked toward us. "Forgive us. My young master will be up again shortly," he told us and bowed his head to us then looked at his master who was sleeping in his arms. Mayloi perked his head up from his bowl and looked them over before he made a break for it, jumping up onto Thomas's shoulder with a purr as he started to carry Laurence out of the room.

"Richard... you made us keep Laurence up all night," I tsked out in his ear.

"We went to bed at sunset though," he said and frowned. I frowned. That's right... we did. He's tired for other reasons than just us.

"Looks like he stayed up past his bedtime," Reuben chuckled out.

"He probably did," Dante hummed out. "I imagine his tiny body gets tired easily. He must've been doing something important last night while we slept."

"Maybe he was catching fireflies," Victor purred out with a smirk.

"Why would he catch fireflies?" Dante asked and looked at him with a frown.

"Because he wanted to," Victor hummed out and shrugged. "They only come out at dusk and night...."

"Victor..."

"What? It's a valid suggestion~" Victor purred and smirked.

"I bet he was doing something he didn't want any of us to know about," Val said softly and eyed me down. "Especially the mind reader." Richard frowned then.

"Of course. If you want to do something secret, you do it at night when everyone is asleep," Victor purred. "That's when I go hunting in the village nearby~" I frowned. Why would Laurence want to wait until night to do something he didn't want us knowing about?

"Or he was catching fireflies," Reuben said quickly. Victor started to laugh then.

"We should catch fireflies tonight," he hummed out and smirked.

"Victor, we're not children. We're not going to catch fireflies. We have two more battles to plan. Richard, we need to discuss strategy," Dante said, looking directly at Richard who sighed.

"I want to play chess today... not discuss strategy. Let's discuss strategy tomorrow," he told Dante.

"We only have less than a month to plan this," I told Victor. "We don't have time to play chess. We can play it once we won." I eyed over Richard then. "Richard and I have decided that we'll raid his parents first." Dante tensed.

"The vampire King. We're raiding him first?" He asked, his breath catching in his throat. "You know what he can do, right?"

"This day was coming whether we were prepared or not," Richard said quickly and gave a growl. "We all knew we would fight him. We need to get him out of the way when it's still uncertain for our parents about who we're going to attack next. If we kill Paris's parents first, my father will know he's next and be prepared for us more than he is now. We need to wipe him out of this world and erase him before he can erase us."

"On the off chance, he probably figured we would hit him first," Val told us. "He'll be even more prepared." Richard sighed.

"Then we need to get rid of him even more," he said. "I don't want us to kill Paris's parents and then have my father come for us. He could compel us to do awful things to each other before ending us. I want him out of this world. I want him in Hell where he belongs."

"We'll do that," I told Richard softly.

"Right... So, when will we do it?" Val asked. "What day?" Richard looked at the table then before he frowned.

"Paris... how are you feeling about your fighting?" He asked me.

"I discovered that some people rely more on instincts during fighting... but others do think, and it helps me," I mumbled. "I'm confident either way." He nodded.

"We'll go in three days," he said then looked up at everyone. "Today, tomorrow, and the day after that will be used to prepare for it. Victor, sharpen all the weapons. We should all practice fighting blind just in case," he said firmly. "We'll all train with blind folds for the next three days.... My father could try compelling us, and if he does, we won't be able to look him in the eyes."

"We'll instruct the army to go out and build more," Val suggested. Richard nodded.

"Yes, turn them loose on nearby towns," Richard said. "Paris, you're going to help me learn to fight with the invisibility trick I did yesterday. I need to learn to use it. It could come in handy."

"You should focus on cutting your father's eyes out while invisible in battle," Reuben suggested. Richard looked at Reuben then before he smirked.

"Reuben... you genius," he purred. "I should've thought about that. We'll blind him."

"Afterwards, Paris you should probably not focus in on his thoughts. He could compel you with them most likely if you're not careful," Reuben suggested. "You don't know how far his compulsions could go. This way you both have an upper hand." Richard nodded then smirked.

"We'll get him...." He purred then laughed. "I have a better idea than Hell for him though. I'm going to swallow his stone and take his power. He'll suffer in agony as I absorb him and devour him into nothing." I tensed quickly as something told me in my mind it was a bad idea.

"No!" I told him quickly. He looked at me and frowned.

"It'll come in handy when we go to fight your father," he told me.

"He's right. Eating stones makes you more powerful," Victor hummed out and smirked. "It says so in the book Laurence gave me." I tilted my head.

"It does?" I asked.

"Yes, it does. It makes you more powerful because you take over their stone as well," Victor told me and pulled the book out of his jacket. "However, there's a chance the stone will fight back during the take over and try to root in your body. It's risky."

"You have to be extra powerful as a stone alone to be able to hold off the other and keep it dormant inside you," Val explained. "Otherwise you will end up in hell." Richard frowned and looked a little unsure about it then.

"If you win though, you earn lots of power from it," Victor purred in amusement. "If you want to eat your father's stone, I hope your soul is powerful enough to beat him out of sheer willpower alone."

"I think you can beat it," Reuben said softly. "You're very powerful and your father is a small-minded weakling afraid to grow powerful like we have." Richard smirked then.

"We all are powerful," he purred to us. "I'll take the risk. It'll come in handy, and I'll win. I know I will." I grabbed Richard's arm then.

"You have to for me," I whispered. "I can't lose you." He looked at me then purred, leaning in and kissing me.

"You won't lose me, Paris. I won't ever leave you or let myself be defeated. I'm your general, and I'm your mate. I refuse to lose." He purred and kissed my cheek. "I'll always be your protector too." I purred and kissed him back. I love him so much... We will win. I love him so much. I have to win for him. I will do everything I can to make this world perfect for him. This is all for him. My sweet mate.... I have to win. I was born to do this for him- to be with him and to protect him.

"Let's get to work then," Val told us. "We can't be lazy at a time like this." Richard nodded and got to his feet.

"Val, what all can you do with your magic? Can you do anything against my father to even the odds?" Richard asked and crossed his arms. "You are able to use magic, yes? I think you mentioned it once."

"Well..." She trailed off. "I guess I could use something to help." He nodded.

"As long as you're comfortable with it," he told her then started for the door. "Dante, come with me. I'll draw the layout of my father's castle, and we'll talk about strategy." Dante teleported over to him quickly and left with my mate, leaving me behind. Val laid out her hand, a small book appearing in it before she opened it and started to go through the pages. I widened my eyes. Wow. She can do magic. Is that a spell book?! I got to my feet quickly and leaned over to look at the book, but the pages were blank- but in her mind she was reading something from it. She must've spelled it to where she could only see the words inside. Alex looked over in interest then smirked.

"So, a witch and a vampire?" Alex asked her and crossed his arms. She looked towards him.

"My ancestor was a vampire that fell in love with a witch- when she betrayed him, he killed her. Her blood runs through my veins alone and none of my other siblings had the power I do. That's why they were so easy to kill." Alex nodded and looked the book over then looked at her.

"I have a powerful maker, don't I?" He mumbled to himself, watching her.

"Wow! Paris has demon in his veins and Val has witch," Reuben whispered. "That's pretty cool you two. You're similar but different."

"Yeah, pretty similar..." I trailed off as I watched Val. She's so different from a few days ago... and Alex? Alex was watching her before he looked my way then smirked at me, exposing his fangs playfully at me. I frowned and sat down.

"I'm going out to the stables then," Reuben said. "I'll see you guys later. Try not to overwork yourselves," he purred out before leaving us. Alex looked towards him and laughed.

"Bye horsie boy," he said teasingly then looked at me before he licked one of his fangs then looked at Val, leaning over her book to study the blank pages she was looking at with a frown. Val glanced up at Alex and frowned.

"You can't see anything, so give up." She pushed his head away before looking back at the pages and flipped a few. "I think I can spell you Paris to advert your eyes from Dracula's stare long enough to help you get his eyes... and I can do it to Richard. If I can make it appear there isn't anything in this book, then I can make it to where you can't see his eyes." She eyed over the pages carefully. "The spells should be close together in here." Alex watched her then frowned. Victor got up and came over before he leaned over Val and wrapped his arms around her.

"Val... couldn't you just spell us to be able to not feel the effects of compulsions?" He asked her and looked at the blank book.

"No. That's something I cannot control. Only other compulsers can handle that." She ran her finger down a page then before tapping it. "I got it." Victor purred then.

"This will be interesting," he hummed out then looked at Val. "How come you haven't really used your magic beforehand like this?"

"I'm three hundred years older. I had to do something with my time alone," she told him.

"What?" I asked and frowned.

"The other day I went back in time and had to live to be here again. I'm older than you, way older."

"That was five years ago though," Victor muttered. Alex smirked and watched the two of them.

"Yeah, because you killed Laura," he said and crossed his legs. Victor growled at Alex then.

"Shut up. If it wasn't for me, you'd have died eventually in battle or in your bed," he said then looked at Val. "So, Val... want to go train with me?"

"Hmmm... it was five years ago... Sorry, time is flying by in a blur to me. I guess it's because of how much older I am than you." Val smiled before looking at Victor. "Sure. We can go fight. I'll kick your butt." She stood up and the book disappeared. I frowned. So that's why Alex is here. That day has been so unclear to me. Victor smirked before he disappeared with her, taking her away so they could go train. Alex stood up then and stretched before he looked at me.

"So~ It's just me and you," he hummed out. I suddenly heard a piano faintly, causing Alex to pause in confusion. "I didn't know that someone played piano here. No one has played it since I came here."

"Richard," I whispered. I got to my feet again and started for the music room. Alex followed me curiously.

"Richard? Is that him playing? It sounds... dark," he told me. I nodded in agreement as I came across the piano room and opened it slowly.