Dracula finds his first Bride

It was hardly surprising that the animals inside the Zoo were nervous. They sensed a much more dangerous hunter. Maybe Dracula could hide from humans or other magical creatures, but animals could always sense him. As he wandered between the corridors, he saw the animals in the cages that he passed, wobbled wildly against the cages or ran up and down wildly. He stopped in front of a cage. Inside lay a black panther and slowly opened his eyes. For some reason, he always felt very attached to this kind of animal. The eyes of the magnificent animal rested on him and the Panther was the only animal that seemed not to be afraid. Slowly the big predator rose and approached the bars of the cage. Dracula was fascinated by the animal. In the greenish eyes of the big cat he could not see fear. Just a familiar soul. In the earliest ages he could remember, these animals were worshipped like gods. He had to smile when thinking about how long ago that was.

"A beautiful animal, don't you think?" he heard a voice next to him. Had a human being just really managed to sneak up on him? Was he really distracted by the panther in front of him so much that he missed it? He smiled as the animal was amused, almost looking stuck-up, turned away from him and went back to a rock on which it had been lying before.

"Indeed. And apparently he's had enough of me." He said and turned to the woman. He was surprised that it seemed to be just a simple zoo worker. Neither particularly graceful nor athletic. She even seemed a little chubby. Impossible that such a person could have sneaked up on him.

"But it reminds me of a place I lived once. It's been a while, though. But they're wonderful animals. This one's three years old, right?"

"You have a good eye, young man. Yes, indeed. Baghira is a gift from the King of India and he's a she." Smiled the woman, who according to her name tag was an employee of the zoo.

"Thank you very much. You could say we both understand each other. Forgive me. I have to keep going. Thank you for the pleasant conversation. Have a nice day."

He said so and left the cage. He was a little confused how this could have happened, but it was probably because he wasn't used to walking without all his power. It was almost amusing. It didn't take him long to find the woman he was looking for. The photo was really not worth mentioning as an image of this woman. She was a real beauty. Spanish woman as he suspected. A true gem of her country. That she was a doctor amazed him. The women had gained a lot of influence in the last 100 years. It was interesting that women were now allowed to study the scientific arts. In his eyes, it was progress. He had once served under one of the most powerful women in the old world. Thus, thousands of years before the rest of the world, he knew that women could be good and wise rulers. This woman might never become a ruler like Cleopatra, but she would surely be a good wife to him.

Slowly he approached the woman who was standing at the open enclosure of an alligator and saw down on her. He knew exactly that his power was not great at this time of day, but even with that bit of power he would be able to reach his goal. Like a predator he slowly approached his prey and was still about 30 feet away. With a slight step, he approached inaudibly and let his power flow into his surroundings. It would be just enough that he wouldn't attract attention. The last thing he wanted was a stupid eyewitness who would make him uncomfortable. The woman had an extremely fine instinct. She would make a good bride because she felt something. She seemed to notice the sudden nervousness of the animals and turned around. It didn't take long for her eyes to fall on Varcolac, alias Dracula.

He was not wearing the green suit he wore at the party, but he was too handsome to be recognized immediately. He was now wearing an elegant black suit with a white shirt underneath and two white cloves. A red scarf was to be seen that was tied neatly and elegantly in 2 loops. Over the elegant, albeit somewhat antique looking suit he wore a beautiful red coat made of the finest velvet. The entire appearance was crowned by a hat that was also red. In terms of colour it matched the coat perfectly. The graceful, clearly Romanian face rested on her even though she could not see his eyes because of the yellow sunglasses. His figure seemed to be somehow more imposing and it occurred to her that he came right at her.

Dracula walked slowly towards her and stopped shortly before her. His aura now filled a certain area around him and mentally weak people would not even notice him or her. However, it was just a superficial spell and it wasn't perfect.

"You... are Count Varcolac. Isn't it?"

Dracula nodded without a word and looked down at the woman.

"Oh, forgive me. I'm Dr. Eva Mendez. I saw you at the Bruce Wayne party." She said and gave him the hand that he shook with a gentle pressure without saying a word. Right now he needed his concentration somewhere else.

"I hear you're from Romania, Count. You know. I studied your language." Dr. Mendez suddenly stammered. For some reason, she was suddenly insecure and nervous. She could feel the prickly gaze of the Count himself through the sunglasses.

"I've never had the opportunity to speak to a resident of your country who uses such an ancient pronunciation, Count. May I ask why your dialect doesn't correspond to contemporary Romanian?"she asked when Dracula finally showed a reaction. With a slow gesture he took off his sunglasses and put them in a pocket of his suit.

The sunglasses had already irritated her before, but now it was only worse. She had never seen such perfect eyes before. They were of a dark brown, almost amber-coloured, and yet she thought she saw a hint of red. But that's not what fascinated her. It was a breath of eternity that she looked into. A world beyond the world she knew. She wasn't aware that he still hadn't given her an answer and that she was just standing there looking at him.

Suddenly she thought that she would surely find out more about him at home. She just had to take him there. Without losing another word, she turned around and walked slowly forward. Dracula followed her and put his glasses back on. The first step was done. In their home, he would make them his bride. She got into his car and the driver drove them both to her house. Completely fogged, she sat rigidly and immovably beside him while driving and looked empty in front of her. Dracula noticed that Dr. Mendez came from a better area, but that was not surprising. At least she got an invitation to Bruce Wayne. When she finally hinted to stop, Dracula gave her the right of way and followed her. Without thinking about it, she went to her apartment.

But Dracula could not follow her there. He stopped in front of the door and looked at the door frame. Without the owner's invitation, Dracula could not enter foreign rooms. One of the many supernatural disadvantages of his existence. Mortals only ever saw the vampire's obvious benefits. Eternal life, eternal youth, infinite power and stamina as well as great magic power. However, there were other, much more serious disadvantages than just blood thirst.

"Don't you want to invite me in?" he asked the muzzy woman and released the spell on her.

Eva Mendez looked around a little confused and recognized her apartment. She didn't really know how she got here, everything was in a fog, but she saw Dracula standing in front of her door. After all, he was a gentleman waiting for her to invite him in.

"Oh forgive me, Count. Please, come in. Can I offer them something to drink?"she smiled and tried to remember how she had come here. She had missed something. Something important in connection with the door and Romania. What was that all about? But now it didn't matter at first. The count just entered her apartment and smiled at her while he said in Romanian.

"I didn't think I'd meet anyone here who spoke my language. It is very gratifying that in these countries at least a few people are concerned about the fate of such a small country as mine. You have a nice apartment, Dr. Mendez." Dracula nodded as he stepped through the door frame and looked around inside the apartment.

"Thank you, Count. Or how should I address you?"she asked on her way to the minibar.

"Oh, let's leave this game of hide-and-seek. My name is not so, but I prefer not to travel under my true name."

"I knew it! They belong to the bloodless corpses, right?!"she took it from her and clearly saw that he was confused.

"Please excuse me. I belong to what?"asked Dracula astonished because he had no idea what she was talking about.

"A criminal organization that, according to legend, is returning to Radu cel Frumos!" She could immediately see that the face of Dracula was turning into an amused face.

"Radu? You mean the half-brother of Vlad Tepes?"answered Dracula and laughed out loud. "You think I belong to a group of this man?"

"Don't... don't you?" asked Eva Mendez now uncertainly.

"No. I serve no one, let alone anyone who has a weak spirit like Radu." Said Dracula snide. He knew the story of his supposed half-brother. It was at a time when Vlad Tepes was wandering among the people and pretending to be one of their leaders. At that time he was long ago a vampire, but it was one of those phases in which he was thirsty for the life of a mortal. The fact that he had thus created the foundation pillar of vampire mythology had not crossed his mind at that time. If only Bram Stoker had understood the big picture back then. But he had only seen a tiny part of the story.

"Then what's your real name?" Eva Mendez asked uncertainly. Why didn't that miserable doorframe go out of her mind? Good heavens. She couldn't think clearly. Something was there. Something that connected Romania and doorframe. A legend of the..... A legend.

Dracula could see the realization in her eyes. He saw the moment Dr. Mendez got it all clear. How her eyes widened and she became paralyzed with terror. The moment had come for a theatrical performance.

"Vlad Tepes... or as they prefer to call me these days. Count Dracula at your service." Laughed Dracula as he made a slight bow to her.

"Dracula..." escaped it from Dr. Mendez when she looked at him. It was all so ridiculous. So absolutely ridiculous and yet it would explain everything. She was standing in a room with one of the most horrible monsters in history. But why couldn't she move? Was it fear? Or was it something else? That's why he stood at the door and waited. In some myths, Dracula could not enter a room that belonged to another. And she had invited him to her home. She was turning herself in. But it was all nonsense. There were no vampires. He had to make a joke at their expense.

"Very well. But don't be afraid,"breathed Dracula and Eva Mendez smiles while shaking her head as if she wanted to shake off strange thoughts.

"No fear. No fear "echoed through her head over and over again.

"Why... should I be afraid?" she asked confused.

"Come here, my child." He breathed again and watched as Dr. Mendez slowly approached him. Unable to defend herself against his voice, she approached him like a sleepwalker without realizing what danger was in front of her. Only his voice was important. That echoing voice that ran through her head. When she stood only half a step in front of him, he stroked her hair off her throat only to then drill his catches into her throat. The pain was unbearable but only for a fraction of a second. Then a feeling of euphoria spread through her body. It was endless pleasure. It could not be described otherwise. She just felt lust and could hardly suppress her moaning.

Dracula felt the warm blood leave her body and fill his body with new strength. This woman was truly worthy to be one of his brides because she had a strong pure blood. With his gift, she would become a powerful vampire who would be bound to him forever. He embraced her harder as he felt her become weaker due to the loss of blood. He could almost taste the moment her blood wouldn't be enough to keep her body alive. When this moment finally arrived she collapsed weakly in his arms and breathed out one last time before her eyes closed. That was the moment for him. He laid her lifeless body on the floor and led his wrist to his own mouth. With a quick bite he tore open the main artery and led it to the mouth of the dead Eva Mendez. He watched as drops of his own blood flowed into her mouth and after a few seconds her head shook up and grabbed her wrist. Greedy, she began to drink his blood until Dracula pushed her away. Angry, she hissed at him. At the moment it was only the wild beast that was hungry. She squatted in front of him on all fours and hissed wildly at him. Her clutches had already formed and her eyes glowed red with lust for ****. Dracula sat up amused. Apparently he had caught a small wildcat and it still had to be tamed.

"Come on! Get what you want "he laughed as he took a step back and stretched his arms apart. Waiting, he stood there as Eva Mendez looked at him and then jumped out of the squat. With the strength of a dozen men, she hurried to tear her prey to shreds, but Dracula was faster than her. He caught her with an elegant twist and grabbed her neck. With a simple turn of the wrist, he used her own kinetic energy to hurl her into the wall behind him. With enormous **** the newly created vampire crashed into the wall and slid down the wall. Fiercely she looked up at him and slowly the anger and hunger in her slowly cleared up and the mind came out again. But everything was suddenly different. So much brighter and sharper. As if she had never worn glasses before in her life and now wore one for the first time. Also in colour.

"What... what happened?" she asked as she looked at her hands. Even her hands looked sharper.

Dracula just smiled. It was far too long ago that he could even remember his own transformation, but he knew it was a unique experience. But he wasn't in the mood to explain everything to her at the moment. It was over 2 centuries ago that he had taken one of his brides and so undeath he was a little bit of fun was maybe exactly what he needed now.

"Come to me." He just said and opened his pants. It was easy for him to fully control her mind. He enjoyed having power over a woman again. That would numb the pain of losing Mina.

Eva Mendez has always been a self-confident woman of the 21st century with a strong will and she had never submitted to a man. But as soon as Dracula had opened his pants and pronounced his words, her willpower was blown away. His words echoed in her head and reshaped her will. Without the slightest sign of resistance, she fell to her knees before him. Dracula seemed a little confused about this attitude of hers. As a man of a different age, he had not yet been involved in modern women at all. However, he had to admit quickly that it was a pleasant feeling what she was doing.

Eva Mendez felt something ascending. The greater the desire of Dracula, the more her mind was overrun by his will. The first few seconds she fought back against it but the longer she blew his cock the weaker this resistance became. Dracula had created her anew. This creature was really Count Dracula from the legends and that meant that he would have 3 brides. Apparently, he had chosen her to be one of those three chicks. But she would prove to him that only she alone was worth sharing his bed. Maybe his other two women were thousands of years old, but she knew what a guy needed. And Dracula was a man, alive or dead. She felt his lust right in her mouth. With one hand she started massaging him while she was using the second hand to jerk him off. No woman from whatever century would be able to give him what she gave him. What added to that was that he was really the hottest man she had ever seen. Lustily she licked his cock and jerked him both hands.

"Lie down, my husband! Your bride wishes to show her husband the advantages of the 21st century!" Dracula was overwhelmed by the savagery of his new wife and fell on her bed. His new wife seemed to have a little more fire than his last three brides. She looked down at him and Dracula felt like a piece of bacon in the eyes of a mouse.

"You really are Dracula? And now I'm a vampire, too?"she said as she licked her lips and ripped open her blouse. She couldn't wait to fuck Dracula at last. With a wild hissing she jumped at her new husband and master and kissed him greedily while she led his cock to her pussy. A quick jolt and her underwear fell to the ground. As soon as she felt it in her, she felt a greed awakening in her. She bent back and enjoyed feeling his best part deep inside. She could see that also in Dracula the lust awoke when she felt his hands on her ass and his strokes became harder and more possessive. Eva Mendez felt his hands grabbed her tighter and enjoyed it when he turned her over. Dracula knelt behind her and started to fuck her from behind. With a hard hand he tore her bra just to grab her tits. With a loud moaning, she acknowledged his hard shocks and her hands clawed into the sheet. Even though she had chosen her lovers very carefully and only shared the bed with the best, none of her lovers could compete with Dracula.

"Harder please." gasped as she looked over her shoulder and saw how Dracula's catches had grown and he looked at them with blood-red eyes. For her taste he came to her much too early and when he lays down on her back she grinned at him lasciviously.

She lay down next to him and licked over his cock and grinned broadly as she saw his astonished face.

"You'll have to work harder when you deal with the women of today! We are no longer in the 14th century,"she purred as she bent over him and began to suck his cock eagerly.

"You say true words at this time my dear, so show me what i need to know."