There are some more explicit sexual scene than I normally put in my stories, continue at your own risk.

"Lynnette," Laura says thoughtfully, chewing on her fingernail as she thinks about taking that name.

Laura smirks, "You were very close to Lynnette, weren't you?"

Darius is unable to hold Laura's gaze and so nods even as he looks away from her. "Just how close were you two?"

Darius looks at Laura with blazing eyes. "You know damn well just how close I was with her. I will not say it out loud."

"Then tell me how it happened." Laura demands and is rather shocked that Darius is allowing her so much leeway in how she is talking to him.

Greyson had fallen to the floor completely and backed up to the wall. He couldn't take his eyes off of either of them and wishes that he was anywhere other than here, even in the cells awaiting punishment.

Darius offers his arm to Laura to drink from. "Your answers are here, all of them."

Laura accepts his arm and without taking her eyes from him brings his wrist up to her mouth and bites.

"Stop crying Lynnette, should papa come home and hear you he'll beat you." A younger Darius says comforting his younger sister, the last of his family besides his drunk of a father.

"You know he'll not stop until you are bleeding on the floor." Darius says doing his best to comfort her.

Lynnette puts her head into Darius's shoulder by his neck and does her best to stop crying.

Darius does his best to ignore his sister's breast pressed to him and fight his reaction to her. Ever since he watched his sister as she bathed after washing her clothes he's wanted to touch her. He wanted to touch her like the young lord had when he saw her.

"Did the lord hurt you when he took you today?" Darius couldn't help asking her at this time.

"You know?" But even the shame of the lord forcing himself on her couldn't make her leave the comfort of her brother's arms.

"Yes, I'm sorry, there was nothing I could do, I wanted to kill him."

"He's our lord and master. It's his right to use us serfs however he desires. I'm just grateful that he didn't do so when I was younger, it hurt enough as it was." Lynnette was only thirteen the lord was in his twenties.

"I'm sorry, Lynnette." The pain of not being able to do anything to protect his beautiful sister made it so he broke into his father's stash of alcohol. Darius is more than a little dizzy from the consumption of the wine.

"It's not your fault," but any further words Lynnette was going to say were cut off by Darius kissing her like he saw the Lord kiss her.

Lynnette, rather than fight Darius not just kissed him back but allowed him entrance into her mouth. She hadn't liked it when the lord had done it to her, but she liked doing it to Darius and him returning the favor.

"'Nette, I want to touch you like he did." Darius says breaking off the mouth kiss and kissing her neck. At her nod and moan Darius pulls up her shift. "You are so beautiful, 'Nette, so fucking beautiful." Then Darius touched her like he had seen the Lord touch her but the noises she makes for Darius weren't the same as she made for the lord.

"Am I hurting you, 'Nette?"

"No," Lynnette had moaned, "touch me, I need you to touch me." Lynnette takes his hand and has him touch her where he's never touched before. The more Lynnette moans in pleasure the more he touches her. He slides his finger in the same time he gets on top of her.

Lynnette removes his breeches. At her touch Darius just about goes wild, "I need to do more."

With that Lynnette opens her legs and helps him. "Fuck, Lynnette, you are so tight." Lynnette takes his head and brings it down to her. Capturing his lips she kisses him with her tongue like he is doing to her below. Lynnette just as frantic in her movements as Darius is with his. 

Knowing that touching her had made her feel good Darius touches her in the same spot as before and she screams in pleasure even as he feels himself go over as well. Darius's last thoughts before he goes to sleep are, he's never felt so fucking good before and he's going to burn in hell for fucking his little sister, and he plans to do it again.

"I love you, Darius. Thank you for making the worst day of my life into the best." Then Lynnette kisses him one last time.

Darius wakes as Lynnette's hands move to his ass. His dick swells inside her since he hadn't left her from when he released his seed into her. She's so tight and it feels so good when his dick moves in her that he starts moving once more and lays her back on the bed. He wants her to feel good too so he touches her like he had before and as she moans he pumps in and out of her harder.

She screams out his name once more and that sends him over. Exhausted he falls on top of her, he's careful to not squish her. "Are you okay, 'Nette?"

"After that? How could I be better?"

Laura watches as years go by. The Lord continues to come to Lynnette for sex. After the first time she was more willing and started to enjoy having it with the lord. This makes Darius jealous of course and each night after the lord leaves Darius takes her twice as much. 

Darius is seventeen the first time the lord takes his sister and nineteen when she ends up pregnant. Fortunately for Lynnette the whole village knows that she is the lord's whore and there is no doubt that the babe is his. There is little surprise that he takes her to wife, although his other whores are jealous that he chose her over them. The others have had bastards from him and he takes care of them at the castle, but he never accepted the mother's as anything other than a bedmate.

When the Lord informed Lynnette that she would be marrying him she was shocked. "Yes, my lord, if that is your wish. Wouldn't you rather have a high born lady than a poor peasant?"

"The high born bitches are cold. You warm my bed far better than they ever would. Three weeks, I'll have the banns posted. I'll have clothes sent for you to wear."

"Yes, my lord." Lynnette bows her acceptance. He lifts her head up, "I love you, Lynnette, only you, that's why I am marrying you." Darius watches as the Lord finishes doing up his clothes and mounts his horse.  Once the lord leaves he helps his sister get dressed.

"You told him you are pregnant?"

"Yes, he believes the babe to be his."

"Once he marries you, it will legally be his, I will have no say over my child. I couldn't ever claim him or her with out all of us being killed for what we've done."

"I know. I don't want to leave you Darius. I love you."

Darius takes his sister into his arms. "I know. I love you too. He will take good care of you and your child."

Three weeks later Darius says goodbye to his sister as she goes to the castle with the lord. Three months later Darius is turned to a vampire.