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Chapter 11:  Birth and Confessions

I awoke disoriented, and kept my eyes closed as I sorted the reasons.
First, it was the strange bed. I was stretched out, and couldn’t touch
any of the edges. Second, there was someone lying along both of my
sides, pinning my arms down. Third, a tongue was running up the bottom
of my shaft. Now, that wasn’t disorienting, Mia had awakened me that
way a couple of times, and it had been wonderful. The tongue sliding
down the top of my shaft is what I found disorienting. I decide it was
time to open my eyes.

I looked down and saw the back of Mia’s head, her lustrous black hair
brushing her shoulders as her head lay on my belly. And then I saw a
pair of laughing grey eyes looking up at me. Kiro winked at me and I
realized it was her tongue I’d felt on the bottom of my staff. Then
her eyes flicked away from mine, and I knew she was looking at Mia.
Mia didn’t look back, but she did shift her body off my arm. And then
she spread her legs apart.

Being a wise and loving husband, I took the hint, and began to gently
play with her sex. I could feel her sigh against my rigidness, then
she teasingly nipped me. I gave her a quick swat on the bottom in
response, and could hear her laugh. Then she said something to Kiro
that I couldn’t here, and rolled away.  She turned around and scooted
up the bed to lie beside me and kiss me lovingly.

As we kissed, Kiro gave my staff a final lick, and I felt the bed move
as she rolled away. But then the bed moved again, and I felt Kiro
straddle me. Before I could react, Mia grabbed my face and kissed me
with rising passion, and I felt Kiro’s moist labia engulf me. I
realized I was again a treat to be shared.

Kiro began raising and lowering herself on my shaft swiftly, driving
us both toward a speedy conclusion. Mia cuddled against me, and
watched her friend take pleasure with her husband’s body. She reached
out and lay her hand over the other girl’s flat belly, then lay on her
back and stroked her swollen one, then smiled as I ran my fingers
across it. And as Kiro began to moan and writhe upon me, her climax
approaching, the baby began to squirm within Mia’s womb under my
fingertips. The sudden movement, Mia’s delighted laugh, and Kiro’s
pleasure all joined together to take me over the edge. I jerked my
hips up, driving myself deep inside Kiro, and filled her with the
fruit of my loins. Kiro’s own orgasm followed immediately, and she
pinned me back on the bed by collapsing upon me.

Kiro looked up from where she lay sprawled across my chest and said,
“Good morning.”

I laughed. “Good morning to you! Such a wonderful way to begin the
day.”

Kiro chuckled and kissed my chest. “You don’t mind Mia sharing with
me, do you?”

I looked over at Mia, who leaned close and kissed me softly. “As long
as she is happy, I am.”

Mia nodded her contentment as a knock on the door reminded us we were
guests. “Mistress Nalita instructs me to enquire to your needs.” An
unknown voice called through the door.

I replied, “We will break our fast in an hour, and the Ladies will
need maidens to assist in their dressing fifteen minutes before then.”

“As you request, Master Erlic.”

The bath was refreshing, and I had purposely set a time meant to
inhibit too much playing.  The ladies were quickly made exceptionally
beautiful, and we enjoyed a delicious breakfast, then asked if the
Mistress had time to visit. We were led back to her study, and the
same two men waited with Nalita.

I admitted to Nalita; “You were right, the estate is perfect. But I
don’t feel that you should offer such an extravagant gift.” I was
getting ready to present my arguments when she nodded to the seller’s
agent, and he produced a parchment, signed it with his chop, and
applied a seal to wax at the bottom. This he presented to me. I looked
at it, then at Nalita.

“Erlic, you will learn that there are times that, when you try to
argue with me, you simply waste your energy. This is one of those
times. Now, this other gentleman deals in servants and slaves, and can
also arrange more specialized help, as well.”

I turned to the man. “I’ll need four Lady’s maids, a half dozen
general slaves, and two young women for nursery duty. Oh, and I need a
seneschal. How quickly can you arrange an interview with appropriate
applicants?”

“I can have the slaves delivered before noon. I’m sure Mistress Nalita
could arrange a temporary overseer for them to begin their duties. I’m
sure you would like to occupy your estate as soon as possible. And
I’ll have several applicants report to you tomorrow morning.” We
negotiated for a short while. I was feeling a bit spiteful that Nalita
had refused to discuss the purchase of the estate, and let the
merchant take advantage of me. Nalita glared at me, but said nothing.



It was three weeks later. We had found a seneschal very quickly. The
slave merchant had truly known his profession, and Hiroko had been a
gift from the goddess.  He was skilled, knowledgeable, and
intelligent. He’d also turned into a very good friend. And I thought
that Kiro was finding herself attracted to him. I certainly hoped so,
anyway. The poor man was absolutely smitten with her. But judging from
the amount of time she spent with  Mia and I in our bedchambers, he
hadn’t won her body yet.

Hiroko and I were discussing plans for finishing some of the rooms on
the far side of the house when Kiro interrupted us. “Hiroko, you will
fetch the midwife immediately. Mistress Mialibao’s time is upon her.”
The older man leaped to his feet and moved to obey, almost before he
realized who gave these instructions. When he did, he hesitated and
looked to me. But Kiro was having none of that. “Go. NOW!” As I’d
said, the man was intelligent. He went.  Kiro turned to me next.
“Mistress Nalita instructed me to tell you, when this time came, you
were to attend her immediately. She will explain all, but you are not
to be allowed home until I summon you.” Then she smiled at me. “Mia
will be fine. But for the next few hours, she is not going to like you
very much. Go. I will send for you when the time is right.” Then she
kissed my cheek and made her way back into the center of the house.

What can a husband do at times such as these? I did as I was told. I
made my way to Mistress Nalita’s home. When I knocked at the door,
Kirsty opened it and seemed surprised to see me, but then her eyes lit
with understanding. “Ahh, the midwife has been sent for, then?”

I nodded. “Aye, Hiroko went. And I find myself not only banned from my
own house, but summoned here as well.”

Kirsty tried not to look smug. “I shall inform Mistress Nalita you are
here. She’ll attend you in the sitting room.” Then she made her way
deeper into the house as I made my way to the sitting room.

Unlike Nalita, except for my office, my home was decorated in the way
of the west, the way of the islanders. Cushions to lean against, low
tables and silk screens to separate sections of room. Nalita preferred
the eastern style, chairs, couches and eastern style tables. I sat in
one of the chairs and waited.

I didn’t have to wait long before her footfalls approached. She was
wearing a gray skirt and a light blue blouse that clung to her. Her
flame red hair was braided and tied with a silver chain. “Welcome
Erlic. I am pleased to find you wisely obedient.” She grinned at me.

“I think Kiro would have instructed the slaves to toss me in the
gutter had I disobeyed, actually.”

“Probably. But I’m sure she would have been unhappy doing it.”

She sat on a couch and motioned me to join her. I was nervous. The
first time we were alone in here, it had ended in her tub. “Oh, do
sit. I’m not going to bite you.” Then almost sub vocally, “Not yet,
anyway.”

But her words awoke strange memories within me.

“Now, the reason you are here, and not with your dear Mia,” she had
stopped calling Mia ‘your little whore’ after our meeting about Akira,
“Is that at the moment, she is in pain, and miserable, and if you were
there, she would blame you. In this case, unfairly, since the baby
cannot be yours, but you are still the only man available for her to
vent her displeasure upon. And, being the loyal and loving creature
you are, you would accept her venom. Believe me, this is better.
You’ll go home after all the pain is over, and she has had time to
calm down, and you’ll meet your child for the first time..”

“And, I’ll admit, I have missed having you around. And I need your
help with something.  Come with me.”

She stood abruptly, and I was filled with a sense of deja’vu and
apprehension. But I found it impossible to refuse her. She led the way
to her chambers and dragged me inside when I hesitated at the doorway.
She shut the door behind us. “Remember, dear Erlic. Recall the last
time you stood there. Remember all that happened.”

I felt the blood rush from my face. I remembered her anger when I had
tried to leave. The pain when I bit her and tasted her blood. What
happened as she bathed me. Then my hand flew to my throat and I almost
collapsed.

“Erlic, it has been nearly four weeks since I fed. I need this.
Please, don’t refuse me. Don’t make me threaten you. Please don’t make
me hurt you! If you let it, it can be wonderful. And if you feel you
are betraying your wife and child, I’ll take the memory again. But
please, give me that which  I need!”

I agreed, but felt guilty as I did. Guilty because I gave in, but more
because I wanted to give her some happiness. Then I firmly pushed the
guilt aside. I approached her and began to undress her. I unlaced her
blouse, and let the backs of my hands caress her breasts. The blouse
was satin, and so when it moved under my hands, her nipples hardened
to the slippery cloth’s caress. I tugged the bottom of it out of her
skirt, and she raised her arms so I could draw it over her head. Then
I bent and softly kissed each of her breasts. She gave a shuddering
gasp at the touch of my tongue. Somewhere in my mind, I gibbered with
terror that she would demand I bite her again, that the pain would
return. But the terror was soundly thrashed by the taste and feel of
her flesh between my lips.

“Ummmm, that feels wonderful,” Nalita sighed and held my head gently
to her breast. “But you’ve just started. I’m still feeling confined.”

I released her breast with some reluctance and knelt before her. I
untied the cord that held her skirt around her waist, and slowly drew
it over her hips. It was soon pooled around her ankles, and I noted
she wore a pair of pantaloons beneath it. Slipping my hands into the
waistband, I drew these down as well.

I knew what a woman’s sex looked like. I’d examined both Mia’s and
Kiro’s very closely. I still thought Nalita’s appeared to be groomed.
But from the position I saw it now, I realized it was also partially
shaved.

Nalita looked down at me, watching as I gazed at her. After kicking
off her slippers, she spread her legs apart, and reached down and
caressed my hair. “Would you like a taste?” she teased.

In answer, I leaned forward and ran my tongue across the naked flesh
of her sex. She gave a soft moan of delight, then mewed in
disappointment when I sat back and stood. But she looked pleased when
I lifted her easily in my arms and carried her to the bed. I laid her
down gently, and would have knelt between her legs when she stopped
me. “You have too many clothes on. Let me take care of that.”

She sat up and smoothly undressed me. She had me stand beside the bed,
and she lay down facing me. “I didn’t have a chance to really study
this before.” Her hand gently lifted my staff, and she made a show of
studying it. She carefully cupped my balls, hefting them in a
teasingly measuring manner. Then she released my shaft, letting it aim
at her face. Then she scooted forward a bit, opened her mouth and drew
me inside. She swirled her tongue against my shaft, flicking it gently
as she began to suck softly.

Both Mia and Kiro had taken me this way before, and I thoroughly
enjoyed every time they did. Nalita was different. Where Mia and Kiro
delighted in pleasuring me, Nalita was more tentative. She took her
time, seeming to explore the experience, and not concerned with my
pleasure, per say. She ran her tongue along the shaft, pulled back
slightly and flicked the tip of her tongue across the opening at the
tip. She stroked me as she sucked gently, then released me and
examined the wet flesh. She ran her hand up and down the shaft, and
watched as a clear drop of lubricant oozed from the tip. She looked at
the drop, and then languidly ran her tongue across the tip, sampling
it.

She smiled up at me. “I didn’t know you would taste good. When you
fill me up, is it the same liquid? Does it taste different?’

I shrugged helplessly. “From what I have seen, the liquid that comes
later is much thicker, and usually an off white color. I’ve..er..never
tasted either, so I don’t know if they taste different.”

She smiled at my embarrassment. “Maybe I’ll find out sometime. But for
now, I need you for this instead.” And she wrapped her arms around my
waist and dragged me onto the bed and rolled me onto my back. She
straddled my hips and then reached down. Taking my rigid organ in her
grasp, she settled back, then sank slowly upon it. “Mmmmmmmmm, this is
delightful!”

She began to slowly ride up and down my staff, sighing softly or
moaning with pleasure as she shifted about. Then she bent down, and
her eyes widened as this position caused her clitoris to rub against
me as she moved. “Ohhhhhhhh I lllliiiiikkkkeeee
ttttthhhhhiiiisssss!!!” She hissed softly.

She pressed herself down against me as she continued to ride my organ.
Her breasts were begging for attention, and I stuck my tongue out and
licked one as it came within my grasp. She rose up a bit, keeping half
of my shaft within her, but pressing her breasts to my face. “Kiss
them, Erlic. Suck them, tease them!”

I began to do so, teasing her nipples to stiffness, then suckling on
them. She moaned in delight as I trapped one between my lips and
flicked my tongue back and forth against the sensitive flesh.

She wrapped strong arms around my head, and began to ride me faster
and more fiercely. “Bite me, Erlic! Do it, just like last time.” I
tried to pull away, but she held me tight. “I swear by the goddess,
this time there will be no pain! Please Erlic, bite it!” I realized
that as she was begging me, she was thrusting up and down upon me in a
frenzy, driving to her climax. When I knew by her grunts and writhing
thrusts she was too close, I bit her hard.

Her blood flowed from the torn skin and coated my tongue. I could hear
her scream as she slammed down upon me. I was dimly aware that I
followed her immediately, filling her with the fruit of my loins. But
what transported me were the visions that filled my mind again,
visions of people and places. This time, a man stood out prominently.
He stood beside a tree that flickered every few moments, and seemed to
grow at each flash. The clothing changed with each flash as well, but
the face and form of the man never wavered.

I realized something else. As hard as I had come, I was still rigid
within Nalita. I decided to take advantage of this gift, and rolled
her onto her back. Then I began to slowly make love to her. It seemed
me moved together for hours, and I heard her cry out her pleasure at
least twice more before we climaxed together. After snuggling together
for a bit, she got up and led us to the pool.

As I washed her, I asked her the question that had been bugging me.
“I’d forgotten this last time, but it happened again today.”

“What happened, sweet Erlic?”

“When I bit you, and tasted you, I saw images. Almost visions. What
were they?”

She smiled at me teasingly. “I don’t know. They were your visions, not
mine. Tell me what you saw.”

“Last time, I saw a young girl, in a city full of columns and white
stone. Then I saw you standing in the ruins of a city, filled with
broken columns and scattered stone. Today I saw a man standing beside
a tree, but the vision seemed to flicker. The tree grew, and his
clothing changed, but he remained the same.”

A sad smile touched her lips. “Erlic, you once made light of me,
saying that a woman of thirty six was oh so much older than a man of
twenty four. Do you truly believe me to be 36?”

“Actually, when I see only your smiling face, I think you are younger
than I. But you are too mature for that to be true. I would say no
more than mid thirties, though.”

She turned and kissed me lightly. “Thank you. You are a very sweet
young man. “But to answer your questions of your ‘visions’, I need to
tell you the truth. Tell me, in your travels back home, did you ever
travel to a far off city called Dianisia?”

“On the grekan peninsula? Aye, we made the trip once for olives and
wine.”

“Did you ever get to see the ruins of the old city, beyond the hills?”

I looked embarrassed. “Um, no. We had other matters on our agenda.”
Actually, we’d heard that grekan girls enjoyed sex in an odd and
exciting manner that we hadn’t experienced. It had been a very unique
experience.

Nalita laughed delightedly. “Ahh, I think I understand. Anyway, on the
other side of the hills behind Dianisia are the ruins of a great and
ancient city. What they call Dianisia now was the poor quarter of the
greater city. Beyond the hill was the home of the Great Houses, the
nobility, the Most High Clergy, and the great temples.”

“That’s where I was born. My House was not a Great house, but an
ancillary of one. We lived on the edge of the quarter. I was the third
daughter of seven children. And I was born to my mother twelve hundred
years ago.”

I looked at her like she’d told me the bay had turned to wine.

“Wash my back, dear.” I took up a cloth and began to caress her back.
“The first vision you saw was of me, as a child. Tell me, was I young?
Adolescent? What did I wear?”

I answered her as best I could, trying to remember as my mind
struggled with her claim of ancient birth. “My guess is you were about
eight. Your hair wasn’t as long, but it was braided, and tied with a
pretty green ribbon. The green probably matched your eyes, when I
think about it. You had a sort of robe on. It looks white, but it may
be a very pale color. One shoulder was bare, and the robe seemed to be
tied in some complicated manner. Oh, and a wide cloth around your
waist.”

Nalita sighed in memory. “It was called a toga. And it was probably
white. I was the youngest, remember. So I got white, and my siblings
got all the nice colors.”

She leaned back against me. “When you saw me again, in the ruins? That
was two hundred years ago. It was the only time I went home.” She
wrapped my arms around her waist. “Can you describe the man?”

This was easier. “He’s not as tall as I am, I don’t think, but he
looks stronger. More like a warrior. His hair is a common brown,
almost the color of a wharf rat. His eyes are grey, but they seem to
change with his clothing. He’s not particularly handsome. He’s not
ugly, I mean. He’s just…plain.”

“Ahh yes. No, you’re right, he wasn’t especially good looking. But he
had a presence…” She took my hands and placed one on her breast and
the other between her legs. I noticed immediately that she was
completely aroused. “Even now, the thought of him makes me wet. Para
Halcon d’Pena. Para, falcon of grief. Or, as his adopted son was
called, Sorrowhawk.  Shit, I haven’t thought of Garrett in decades! I
miss him more than any lover I ever had.”

She turned around and took me in her hand, and easily brought me back
to awareness. Then she sighed as she filled herself with my staff.
“You look a little like Garrett. He had your blond hair, but grey eyes
like his father. You are more handsome, I think though.”  She went
silent for a few minutes as she concentrated on her pleasure. “So,
Erlic. Have you realized what I am? Do you know what legendary
creature lives for centuries?” She kissed my throat. “Although many
call us monsters. We are known as creatures of sensual appetites. That
much is true, as you can clearly see.”

She began to rise and fall on my invading shaft. “Have you guessed
yet? I’ll give you one more hint. We drink…” She dropped down and
clenched her sex around my shaft, “blood!” Her fangs tore into my
throat and she drained my loins at the same moment. I throbbed within
her as each beat of my heart pulsed my life into her lips. Then I felt
her tongue running along my throat, and realized the bleeding had
stopped.

“A vampire.” I breathed the word slowly, disbelieving. But I knew it
was true. And I realized the thought didn’t frighten me as it should.
I was sitting here in a stone bath, with a beautiful red haired
vampire sitting on my lap. Well, she was actually still sitting on
something in my lap.

She was watching my face, waiting for something. Her green eyes
widened when whatever she expected failed to appear. “Thank you. I was
afraid you’d hate me like so many others have.” She wrapped her arms
around my neck and cuddled against me.  Then she slowly stood and
stepped out of the bath. I got up and followed. She was reaching for
the bell pull when I took her hand in mine.

“No, we don’t need a servant. I’ll be pleased to care for you.” Then I
took a towel and began to dry her slowly, sensually. When we were both
dry, I sat on the bed and she sat cross-legged in front of me, her
back to me so I could brush her thick locks. “So, what does this mean
for us, Nalita?” This was the first time I had addressed her without
her title.

I told you about the blood you took from me. How it makes you
stronger, and heals you? Well, with the third drink, it creates a
covenant.”

“So we have some kind of contract between us now?” I asked.

I could tell she was confused. “Oh! No. The second time you tasted me,
that first day? No, that one doesn’t count. For the covenant, each
sharing must be at least one full day apart. And it hurt me terribly
to have to wait for you to come back.” She turned to look at me
beseechingly. “Please don’t make me wait so long again Erlic. I’ve
been so miserable. Knowing you loved your wife, I couldn’t find it in
my heart to force you. But oh goddess, I’ve missed you. And no, it
wasn’t your blood. I’ve gone without that for far longer. I missed the
sex, yes, but even that was secondary to just having you with me. With
you near, I feel wanted. Like someone is happy I exist. You have no
idea how much that means to me!”

“You’re right, I do like knowing you are near. I never really thought
about it, but I guess, I think of you as a dear friend. Someone I can
rely on when I need them, and share all my life experiences with. I
mean, look at all I’ve told you about Mia and I!” I grinned.

She grinned back, then scooted forward so I could finish brushing out
her braid. I was just finishing when a knock on the door disturbed us.
“Enter,” Nalita called.

It was Kirsty. “Mistress Nalita, a runner has arrived from Master
Erlic’s estate. Lady Kiro invites Master Erlic to return, and greet
his wife’s child.”

I reached a conclusion. “No, not ‘My wife’s child’. I go to greet our
child.” When I stood up, Kirsty looked at me speculatively, and I
realized I was still nude.

“That will be all, Kirsty.” But I could hear the laughter in Nalita’s
voice as she dismissed the girl.

When the door closed, I began collecting my clothing, and dressed
quickly. Nalita watched me with a smile of her own. I moved over to
her and kissed her softly. “I will return as soon as I can, and you
will tell me more of this covenant of the blood. But you are also
welcome at our home. I know Mia will want to show off the baby.”

Nalita kissed my cheek. “Tomorrow eve, then. I look forward to seeing
your child.” Then she led me back to the entryway, and saw me to the
gates of her estate. “Hurry home, Erlic. Your family awaits.”

I did. And on the way home, I realized no one had said if I had a son
or daughter. I broke into a run.

I burst into the house and accosted the first servant I saw. “Where
will I find Mia and our child?”

The servant grinned but answered promptly. “They both rest in the
Master suite, Master Erlic.”

I left him to his duties and hurried through the house.  When I
entered the bedroom, I saw Mia lying on the bed, propped with a couple
of pillows. She looked very tired, but very contented. A bundle rested
against her chest. I approached nervously, but Mia saw me and her eyes
lit with joy. I sat beside her, and realized the bundle was nursing.

Mai reached out and caressed my cheek.  “Good eve, my beloved
husband.” She turned down the swaddling cloth so I could see the small
head and the face of the babe at her breast. “Say hello to our
daughter.”

Daughter. I had a daughter! And I realized what I wanted to name her.
Francesca, after my mother. We added the name Zara after Mia’s
favorite sister. Thus we became a family. Erlic, son of Gustaf,
Mialibao and Francesca  Zara.

