Queen takes King

Dracula was feeling unnerved…

Dinah had become… Secretive of late, keeping to herself and leaving the castle more often than he had kept up with. That would not be so troubling under normal circumstances, she could come and go as she so pleased now, released from his will. What has been troubling was Oliver Queen was missing from his offered quarters as well. His wife, Selina had no idea where he was and assumed like he that Oliver was in his quarters. So, he had ventured and searched throughout the castle for the man he granted sanctuary, spending days going over the other quarters and chambers of his castle he would have been able to get to, but he was nowhere to be seen or heard of. Not only that, but he had also not seen or heard of Zatanna since he had taken in the man, after she had shown him to his room, she dropped off the face of the Earth. Making his way to the grand halls of his castle, Dracula sat at his throne and rested his chin over his enclosed fist, his mind racing.

There was something afoot, he was sure of it.

But those thoughts were dismissed when the tall wooden doors of his castle’s entrance opened. Looking up, he found his frown softening at the sight of Queen Hippolyta and two of her guards entering his castle and approaching his throne. Their poise and step both commanding and regal as they marched their way up the carpeted approached and kneeled before the throne. Sitting up to stand, Dracula bowed before the queen as she and her entourage of two guards returned to their feet.

“Your highness, it pleases me to see you here, I hope this is not in response to the general of your army’s displeasure with me keeping a guest.”

Tilting her head with a pleasant smile, Queen Hippolyta folded her hands in front of her when she answered. “Artemis is a… Passionate woman, but sadly she has not had much experience with men as I have.”

“Indeed, how can I assist the Queen of the amazons?” He asked, stepping down from his throne to offer his hand to the queen.

“I wish only to catch up with current affairs with a very old friend… Tell me Cain Adamson, how have you faired in this century? My daughter only tells me so much of man’s world.” She looked to the Count longingly, a warmth in her eyes he had not seen in her before. Had the many long centuries softened the Queen’s heart? He never considered she would tolerate a man long enough to have a daughter, and yet… She seemed paler of late, but it did not dissuade her legendary beauty.

“I must apologise your highness, my time in the world has been somewhat brief, my wife Selina, blessed is her kindness has taught me much about the modern world. So much so I will be attending an annual event in Gotham, I believe the locals call the tribute to Samhain as Hallow’s eve?”

He noticed the queen’s eye twitch at the mention of Selina’s name, the woman straightening herself and exuding the same friendly demeanor as before she heard the name. “Hmm, my apologies… Your wife has been a complication to my people, they are not used to such brazen displays of… Of…”

“Will?”

“Caprice… She shows little respect for the guards and mocks our laws and culture, not to mention she exposed my people to such strange artifacts from man’s world.”

“In all honesty I find the cellular phones to be quite useful… Though many of my brides have been… “Ghosting’ me of late. I’ve not heard even a whisper from them in days.”

“Still as lonely as ever oh Count?” Mused Hippolyta, tracing a finger around a red jewel around her neck, the act drew Dracula’s attention to its facets. “It saddens me that in all these centuries you never found love in another… Or in me.”

Still looking into the ruby necklace, he almost didn’t notice Hippolyta trace her other hand over the man’s shoulder until she softly squeezed, and he blinked, looking back at the Queen smiling back at him.

“I… I have never seen such a stone, where did you get it?”

Looking down at the necklace in her hand, she continued to trace her finger over it, its facets shimmering in the cool candlelight of the hall and giving off a glow that was almost transfixing to look at. Seeing its effects on the man, the Queen’s smile grew.

“Oh, this is an heirloom of my kingdom, the eye of Aphrodite. The legends say you can hear her lilting voice in its presence, urging those who can hear it to open their hearts to love… Can you hear it?”

Tracing her finger over the gem again, a sound could be heard, like when a wet finger is traced over the rim of a wine glass. Staring into the blood drop shaped ruby, Dracula found himself staring into it again, more intensely. A siren’s call filled his ears to the sound again, and his red eyes softened looking into the ruby’s core.

“Yes… It’s so… Serene.”

“Yes… Isn’t it so? Does it remind you how we first met? You stared at me the same way you stare into the gem now, was I nothing compared to your lost love?”

“You… You never.”

“No. I never gave you the time of day… But that was centuries ago, and in those long centuries I found myself wondering what could have been.”

“Your highness.” Immediately her finger pressed against the divot of his upper lip with a shush as she continued to trace her thumb around the ruby, the calming sound it exuded drawing him back to stare into it as Hippolyta whispered.

“I have been listening to our gods oh great warrior, she calls me to sooth your heart, the way your wife never could.” Pressing against his chest with her hand, she guided him back to gently sit back into his throne, swaying the ruby in front of his eyes for them to follow its hypnotic sway. Unseen by the vampire count, her eyes became sharper, more predatory as her lips curled into a fanged smile. “If I knew then what I knew now, I would have joined your hand in marriage, we would have been king and queen together for all eternity, ruling the world as husband and wife.”

“It… It was not my place to claim you as my own. Hera would…”

“I have severed ties with Hera long ago… Her and the rest of the pantheon. I serve a NEW goddess, one who promises eternity and splendour, she wishes us to seek out our pleasures, to be true to our desires and ambitions.”

Caressing his chin, Hippolyta pulled the man close and kissed him full on the lips, for a moment the man nearly broke out of the spell before his red eyes met her own red irises, his reflection in her eyes. By now the siren call was all he could hear, dissolving his resolve as the queen kissed him passionately. Slowly climbing up to join him in the throne’s seat, the queen pulled up her robes to free her legs and sat in his lap, tugging her toga strap down to free her perfect breasts and expose her chest to him. Undoing her hair, her black locks cascaded down her shoulders and back, framing her beautiful face.

“I want you Count, I always have. You don’t deserve that alley cat. You deserve a queen! One who knows the burden of immortality.”

“Hippolyta…” His lips captured again, the Amazon Queen moaned into his mouth, pulling away only to kiss him again and let his passions go wild thanks to the enchantment in the ruby necklace she wore. Like a tiny speaker, it exuded the calming singing voice of the Black Canary’s siren call, its surface formed with the crystalized drop of her own vampiric blood to enhance its potency. And seeing the man growl into the kiss and turn his attention to her cleavage to suck and kiss at her breasts, its effects worked like a charm.

While the Queen grinned looking down at the man licking and kissing at her bare breasts, the vampire fledgling looked to her side and nodded to her goddess who watched with amusement, gesturing for the amazon guards to gather the transporting mirror she gathered with them, while the heavy breathing of some terrible monster huffed in the darkness. Tugging at its bridle, Dinah smiled as her ‘pet’ followed her, its pinioned claws, each as long as sword blades clicked against the stonework of the floor and its heavy tail slithered behind it like a serpent. Dracula was oblivious to all of it, focused completely on the Queen and her necklace drawing him in like a lure. Over the course of the hour, more and more artifacts were taken from the castle as Hippolyta masterfully seduced the Count, pulling the man into another kiss as she shed off the last of her robes and straddled the man’s waist, undoing his belt and freeing his erection.

“Show me Cain Adamson! Show me the passion you wished to show me so long ago… But could not. Bound to the love of…”

Grasping at her bare waist, the woman laughed and swooned as he pulled her close and thrust deeply into her moist folds, her pussy gripping around his length as she gasped from the intrusion. “YES! It’s been TOO long! So many centuries wasted in chastity and discipline! More! Give me MORE! Take me oh Count! CLAIM ME! CLAIM YOUR QUEEN!”

Bucking his hips and gasping with his fanged mouth open, Dracula lost himself to the siren call and seductive caresses of the Amazon queen, the two capturing each other’s lips again and again, lost in a raging sea of passion and lust. Leaning back and thrusting her chest out, Hippolyta smiled and laughed as he captured one of her tits in his fanged mouth, her toes curling from the sensation of being so aggressively taken by the man. Thunder could be heard outside, a sign of the gods fury with her. But she didn’t care. The NEW goddess had set her free, set ALL her sisters free. Free to lust, and thirst and embrace the eternal night. Feeling him thrust deeper into her, Hippolyta gasped as she felt her body reach its peak, then stars filled her eyes as she finally felt it and gave off a scream.

Outside the open doors of the castle where the Black Canary smiled impishly to the queen’s wails and cries of passion, she had everything she needed now to implement her plans. The two guards had already made several trips from the castle back to their paradise island with all they had gathered, listening in on their queen’s screams of ecstasy and pleasure made them shiver and yearn to join them. Crossing her arms and tapping her fingernail against her pert lip, Dinah’s eyes shifted from the Queen lost in nerve shattering orgasm, and the two guards squirming on the spot.

“Go… My servants, join your queen. All I need is already at our paradise, I shall wait for your return at my temple.”

“Y-yes oh goddess of the night. Oh, great and powerful blood goddess.”

Raising her chin with an imperious smile, the Black Canary stepped onto the boat just as the two guards quickly ran into the hall, stripping down their armor, but before they crossed the threshold, Dinah stopped them. “Be sure he remembers this. Make this the most carnal night of his undead life. I owe him at least that. His dead heart will be torn, conflicted between the love of his wife and lust for the queen… That torture will madden him, and what a delight that shall be.”

“Yes Black Canary, we shall do as you command.” Finally pulling free their clothes and sauntering into the hall to join their panting and moaning queen, the first guard pulled Dracula into a kiss while the other quickly tried to disrobe him. Closing the castle doors with but a gesture from her hand, Dinah smiled darkly and created a fog under the boat she stood in. It was only a matter of time. In just a few days, it would be Halloween in Gotham.

And when that night comes, the Black Canary would be the goddess of Blood for real!