The sun was slowly rising in Wallachia's skies. Before the sun could set, Angelina slowly woke up from her slumber; her sight was slightly blurry. After massaging her eyes, she regained her eyesight, but Angelina then felt sore throughout her body, but mostly in her vagina. When moving her legs slightly, she couldn't help but feel something drip down between her legs.

A tingle of embarrassment and excitement overwhelmed her. Her eyes trailed on Vlad's slightly hairy chest, where she gently played with his hair. Realization slowly hit her; Angelina had sex with Vlad the Impaler, the man who was considered a frightful legend—a man who inspired the creation of Dracula. 

Angelina smiled as the memory of them making love almost felt like a dream. Vlad was a passionate lover. When they first met, Vlad had an intimidating aura that demanded fear and respect, but after getting to know him and surviving his threats, she discovered that he was a product of his environment. While gently playing with his chest hair, Angelina noticed some scars in different parts of his body. She didn't notice much since both were caught up in the morning. 

Many scars were faint, some small, while others long and deep. "He suffered so much. Oh, Vlad..." Looking more closely at the scars reminded Angelina of Vlad's declaration of going through a possible war against Sultan Mehmed II. Although she helped Vlad change certain aspects of himself, his determination to destroy the Ottomans was strong. However, Angelina also remembered when he mentioned that, when seeing the pictures, he had to fight and die for Romania to keep its beauty and culture.

Vlad accepted his fate that he was going to die but thought of it with dread. She didn't want him to die, but would the future change if Vlad didn't die? Would it change for the better or the worse? 

"Good morning." Vlad woke up from his slumber as he stretched his arms. He then put an arm around her, pulling her toward him. Memories of last night flooded his mind; it was the most passionate night he had ever had. Angelina told him she loved him, but he couldn't believe she confessed. Deep down, he felt warm. He told her his true feelings when she slept; he feared she would hear his confession. Vlad didn't want her to stop him from his plans.

"Good morning Vlad." Angelina realized that she sounded shy and spoke quickly; Vlad caught up to her as he looked and smirked at her. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You seemed to have slept pretty well last night, hearing your snores made it sound as if you were exhausted. I must imagine that  last night's activities had you drained." Vlad's smirk grew wider.

Angelina stumbled to find the right words, but it was difficult since her embarrassment got the best of her. She looked away from him and tried to use the bed covers to cover her face, but Vlad grabbed them before she could. He lifted the covers and noticed the sight of his dry cum on her entrance and legs. "A sight that would make any man energetic in the morning."

"V-VLAD! KNOCK IT OFF!" Angelina tried to get the bed covers to cover herself, but her strength was nothing compared to Vlad's, who looked amused. He wouldn't budge and kept his grip on the bed covers. Suddenly, Vlad pulled the bed covers and covered them both, surprising Angelina.  He then got on top of her, putting his entire body weight on her. "Gah! V-Vlad! G-Get off of me! You're too heavy, damn it!" 

Vlad chuckled as he wrapped an arm around her, enjoying the feeling of her skin and body on his. The contact made him slowly erect; Angelina stilled, feeling his erect cock. The Voivode lowered his face close to her right ear, making his warm breath felt; he smirked. "You are making me want you again. Perhaps last night wasn't enough."

Angelina couldn't believe that Vlad had a lot of energy and sex drive. Still, feeling his erect cock made her tingle. She knew that Vlad enjoyed being on top and being in power. She wanted to play his game and slowly turned to see his face. The young woman then touched the side of his face. "Oh, is my Impaler horny again?" she asked while slowly moving her bottom on his cock, making Vlad flinch. Angelina slowly moved her ass side by side and then up and down, making his cock move alongside with every movement. Vlad's breathing became rapid as he then motioned his hand on her moving hip, enjoying the feeling of her ass. "You love the feeling of me,  don't you, my Voivode?" Angelina gave out a quiet moan as she kept teasing his cock. Vlad's breathing deepened, and they gave a low growl while teased.

"I thought I told you to call me by my name...woman."

Vlad was challenging her; he knew that Angelina didn't like being called anything but her name. Still, she wanted to end up the victor. Angelina bucked her ass higher, putting his cock between her ass and moving it in an upward and downward movement. "Ooh! Is my...Voivode upset?" Angelina gave him a sideways glance, eying him with lust and passion. Her lips turned into a smirk. She slowly licked her lips while moving her ass faster, turning her on. Vlad couldn't take it; he flung the bed covers away and then squeezed her ass cheeks harder onto his cock. He had never done a position before, and her ass made his cock excited and want her to move. Vlad then humped her while squeezing her ass checks harder onto his cock. He groaned, feeling that he was going to cum.

Vlad's actions and movements made Angelina feel so hot that she felt her juices dripping from her entrance. His movements were rapid; Vlad groaned as he came on Angelina's back. He let her cheek go as he took his cock away from him; parts of his cum dripped on her ass and parts of the bed covers. "You truly know how to get to me...Angelina."

The young woman knelt as she kept her back facing Vlad, feeling his cum slowly drip down on her back. "Well, I did learn from the best." 

Suddenly, a loud knock on the door made Angelina squeal and almost jump from the bed. She then got the bed covers, covered herself, and lay on the bed to avoid being seen. Vlad thought it amusing. "Who is it?"

"Voivode, your bath is ready."

"Very well. I shall wish to bathe alone. You may all leave." 

Angelina slowly raised herself from the covers. "Damn it, that scared me!"

Vlad rolled his eyes. "Well, you will come with me. We will bathe together."

"Together? I-"

"Do you wish to go to Ioana and your friend in disarray. Although, I wouldn't mind if they smelled my scent." 

Angelina knelt up; it was the covers. "N-No! I'll bathe!"

"Heh, good choice."