~France 1473~
Lord Joshua Chasez rode through the French countryside on his way to Paris. There was word of mysterious murders occurring in the city. He knew it was one of his kind, most likely from the Brujah clan. The Prince, who also sired him and was of the Ventrue clan, had sent him to assess the situation and deal with it. He rode hard, determined to fulfill his Prince's wish. But he soon ran into a road block when her came upon a gypsy camp. Since he had been riding straight the whole day, he decided to stop and maybe even feed. He climbed off his horse and tied it to a nearby tree.
"Good day my Lord--what brings you to our small camp?" an elderly man asked.
Joshua sensed that he was one of the elders of the clan.
"I would like a place to rest for a spell and regain my strength."
"Of course, my granddaughter will show you to your quarters."
Joshua smiled at the man's kindness. Gypsies were always rumored to be savages but he knew better than to believe anything society preached.
"Thank you sir, your kindness will not go un-rewarded."
"Thank you my Lord; Janazelle!" the old man called.
A young girl ran up to the two men. Joshua was in awe of her beauty and soon his mission wasn't the only thing on his mind.
"Janazelle, show Lord Chasez to an appropriate tent and fetch him anything he wishes."
"Yes grandfather--right this way my Lord."
Joshua smiled and followed the girl through the camp. She led him to a tent that was full of plush pillows and expensive furs.
"I didn't need something this extravagant."
"Oh, you are not pleased?"
"No, no, it's fine; more than fine actually." She grinned with his approval. "How old are you Janazelle?"
"I just entered my 19th year of life my Lord."
"And are you wed--any children?"
"Yes, I was wed last spring but I am without child."
"Who is this lucky fellow?"
Janazelle blushed and brushed back her long raven hair. "His name is Louis my Lord."
"And do you love this man?"
"Excuse me my Lord?"
"Does he hold your heart Janazelle?"
"Well, he is my husband--I must give myself to him completely."
"No one can force you to give away you heart--you can't be forced to love him."
"I think I should go my Lord," she said turning to leave.
"Wait, I didn't mean to intrude...please stay."
Janazelle looked into his eyes--she couldn't take her eyes off of them. She knew she should go but an unseen force was keeping her from moving. Joshua moved closer to her and pressed his lips to hers. He felt her tense up but she didn't pull away. Janazelle's mind was telling her to leave immediately but feeling his lips on hers made her knees feel weak with lust.
"Janazelle?"
Janazelle broke away from the incredible kiss and Joshua saw the worry in her face.
"Oh no, it's Louis!" she said slipping out of Joshua's embrace. "I must go!"
"When will I see you again?"
"I can't do this my Lord..."
"But you want to--follow your instincts Janazelle."
He kissed her again before she raced out of his tent. She ran to her awaiting husband who had a scowl on his face.
"Where have you been and supper's not ready!"
"I'm sorry Louis I was just..."
"I don't want to hear your excuses, go and prepare my meal!"
Janazelle did as she was told and hurried to their tent. She quickly prepared his food which he complained was the worst he had ever tasted. After he was done eating he became drunk on rum. He then forced Janazelle to sleep with him. She didn't protest, she was his wife and what he wanted from her he got. He passed out after he reached his peak. Janazelle silently cried as she laid next to him. She thought about what Joshua had said to her: "...follow your instincts." For the first time in her life, Janazelle realized that this isn't what she wanted out of life; to be a slave to her husband who only ate her food and fucked her. She wiped away her tears and carefully crawled out of bed. She slipped on a red robe and left their tent. She crept across camp to Joshua's tent. She peered into his tent--it was almost completely dark. She didn't see or hear anything so assumed he was asleep.
"I knew you would come back."
The voice startled her but knew it was Joshua. She looked over and saw him sitting on a bed of furs.
"Come here Janazelle."
She obeyed him and entered the tent. She sat on the furs, across from him.
"I...I don't love Louis," she confessed--she felt a huge burden lifter off of her.
"I know."
He reached up and moved a stray hair from her face.
"You're so beautiful."
He leaned in and she felt his lips again. This time, there was no doubt that she wanted him more than anything. She wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands roamed her body and untied her robe. He pushed it off her shoulders and marveled at her perfect curvy figure. His hands ran over her nipples. She moaned and ran her hands up and down his muscular back. He bent down and wrapped his lips around a nipple. Janazelle shivered, never feeling such pleasure. Joshua laid her down and gently got on top of her. He reached down with his right hand and caressed her awaiting center. Janazelle arched her back, her mind clouded in ecstasy. Joshua entered a finger inside her, feeling how much she wanted him. He looked into her sparkling grey eyes.
"Do you want me Janazelle?"
"Yes, please..."
Joshua smiled and replaced his fingers with his now throbbing dick. She yelped when he entered her...he was much bigger than Louis. Joshua moved slowly at first, letting her get used to him, then he picked up his pace. He pounded into her harder and harder. Janazelle gripped the fur under her and bit her lip, trying hard not to cry out. He began to move at an animalistic pace and grabbed Janazelle's hips, pushing himself in her as far as possible. Janazelle couldn't take it anymore.
"Ohhhhh Joshua...yesssss!!"
"Ohhhh!"
Joshua screamed out as he felt her walls tighten around him. He pumped into her one more time and shot his hot fluid inside her. Janazelle was still dizzy with pleasure. Sweat beads were dripping from both of their bodies. Joshua leaned down and gently kissed her soft lips. A thought crossed his mind and he came to the decision that he wanted Janazelle completely.
"Did you like that?"
"Oh yes...it was perfect."
"Do you want to be with me?"
"Of course." Louis was the farthest thing from her mind.
"Do you want to spend forever with me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Just say yes Janazelle and I can show you the world."
Janazelle thought for a minute and then came to her decision.
"Yes...yes I do."
She watched as Joshua "changed" and he quickly went to her neck. Janazelle gripped his back but she didn't feel any pain, just a euphoria feeling. Joshua pulled away and looked at her. He put his wrist to his mouth and bit himself.
"Here, drink and be a part of me always."
The blood from his wrist dripped on her lips. She licked it off and then took his wrist to her mouth. She sucked out as much blood as she could. The few minutes after that was a blur. All she remembered was waking up in Joshua's arms but her home was no where to be seen. She also had a strange craving; so strong that it was almost uncontrollable. This was the beginning of Janazelle's new "life" as part of the Ventrue clan.