Drained To The Point Of Death

By Armand

Armand turned around. I could see his preternatural smooth face, the contrast of his black velvet hair and his white, hard skin was breathtaking. He was in deliberation, and we knew it.

I was lying on the silk couch, my hands trembling, my breath irregular, the sweat flowing in extensive volume down my temple. I saw Lestat"s face, his fierce eyes and his luscious golden locks, but the image was too blurry for me to recognize the fine pattern of his handsome face.

"Take her, Armand".

Lestat stood up from my bed and walked through the room. Because of the great pearly baldakine at the sides of my lair he vanished out of my viewing extent. I heard the sound of the two vampires whispering, then Armand sighing, and we all knew it had to be done. I was too ill. I would die. Within seconds, Armand and Lestat both approached me again; their arms wrapped around each other, caught in an apparent emotional struggle.

"You know it has to be done", Lestat whispered. "Armand, please take Antonye, I am too weak now for such a siege, after all I"ve been through".

Looking at the various scars on his beautiful face and the way in which he was injured by Claudia"s attack, although decades ago, I knew this was true. So did Armand, Amadeo, the mysterious one of us. I tried to move and say something, but my throat was so sore and the poison had already decayed my female body. Finally, Armand agreed.

"Yes, I will, for she will be one of us forever, in our midst. We will take care of her", Armand said silently.

Lestat smiled and kissed Armand on his lips.

"How you satisfy me, my love, my Armand", he said. And to me; "Be prepared, my darling".

I lay as still as possible as Armand"s extraordinary beauty bowed over me, kissed me softly on the forehead, wiping my anxious sweat away.

"You will be saved, darling, and be my and Lestat"s lover. Forever. But I must ask you first. Do you come, or no?"

I nodded, reluctantly in all my feverish pain.

"Yes, my masters. I will join you, in darkness and despair, in hope and affection. I sacrifice my body entirely to you".

Lestat smiled with glee. His delicate, small hand snatched mine and didn"t let go.

"Now then, my pure one, I will drain you to the point of death", Armand interrupted.

I could feel the heat of his breath on my mouth and cheeks. Silently he bowed over me. Then, suddenly, I felt a paralyzing pain in my neck artery and silently gasped. I felt his luscious lips in my neck and pulled the back of his head closer to me. At once, Lestat tore my wrist and started to drink from there. I saw the two vampires kissing my skin, stroking me, getting excited, and a single spilt drop of blood somewhere beneath their mouth. Armand gasped, his fingers clutching around my upper arm, as he drained my human blood out of me. When I started to get really sick, the two withdrew, leaving me with two punctured wounds on my inner wrist and neck.

"Now, you will take me, Antonye, my love", Armand said gently, taking out of his pocket a handkerchief with which he cleaned his mouth. After that, he presented me a rain of sweet kisses, in which Lestat greedily joined.

Then, he pointed at his bare neck.

"Take me now, angelic beauty" he whispered.

My own golden, curly locks integrated with his straight streaks at the moment I grasped his neck and set my teeth in it. The moment was intimate, our two heartbeats coming together, beating as one, a moment even in which my beloved Lestat could not take part. I felt one with Armand, holding him so tight beside me, my heartbeat speeding up and then fading, as I withdrew and let go of him. Heavily breathing, I fell back on the bed, Lestat immediately but tenderly upon me, caringly licking the blood of my lips. I felt his tongue play with mine, his sharp fangs tickling my gums.

"Let me join", I heard Armand"s voice from beside. Lestat nodded silently.

Then, the two vampires both started kissing me again, and then kissing each other, the human and vampiric blood of the three of us mixing, tenderly embracing me in their powers, sensuality to satisfy us all. It was Armand who came over the top first.

Five minutes later, I felt the first strong pulse of vampiric blood flowing through my veins. Armand"s mouth locked onto mine and with his silk tongue he followed the curves of my teeth.

"They are already growing, cherie", he smiled, as his tongue slid along my canines.