Once the ceremonies were over and I dying of starvation. Ethan met me in my room. He unlike myself feasted on all that was offered to him and what was offered to him was a God. Exhausted from recapping everything that happened in the cellar to my parents, I laid across my bed. Dress still on, makeup still on, my argument with Elloren still on my mind.
Sighing, I rolled on my stomach. Opening my eyes, I saw the two versions of the most magnetic colorful sunrises I had ever seen. The pastel pinks and newborn blues blended so well together their reflection almost got it wrong. Sliding my eyes over to Ethan he seemed lost in his own thoughts. His entire body was covered in bruises. Deep bruises, the ones that would take weeks to heal if he didn’t have my blood in his system already. That might be the only source that kept him standing and thinking right now. Lots of bruises but no bites. That meant he stayed with Godric all night.
“Just ask me please.” I could hear the worry in Ethan’s voice as he spoke the statement that was a question.
“Non.”
“Pourquoi.”
“There is not a why. I simply have no space to hold that information right now.”
“Do you have enough space to hold me?” Using my elbows to push myself up I gave Ethan a questioning look. The great thing about our relationship was so much could be said without words. “You didn’t?”
“Non, he wouldn’t allow it.”
“What did he do to you?”
“Everything, rien.” A dark crimson blush spread across his face. Ethan bashful? Ethan may have been a lot of things and probably would continue to be more things, but shy or bashful, weren’t things that described him. With his eyes lowered and hands holding on to each other, I saw what he was attempting to hide. Fortunately for him his was one that could not be hidden by no amount of hands clasping in front of it. Slowing placing my feet on the never cold floors of my room. I watched as the morning sun slowly found its way to Ethan’s face. Not a bruise to be seen.
His ceremonials were also untouched, which meant Godric either wanted to honor them or wanted Ethan not to belong to me for the night. The latter didn’t matter Ethan belonged to me all the time ceremonials or not. And right now, I felt a little possessive. Using my index finger, I called Ethan over to me.
Another beautiful thing about our relationship, was no matter my movements Ethan always saw them. Coming to his knees on the floor as I sat on my bed. His short blonde hair almost seemed translucent in the morning sun. Reaching out I let the short spikes of hair tingle the insides of my hands. Ethan seemed to have felt this slight touch. A low shiver creeped through his spine.
Lowering my hands tipping his chin back with the tip of my thumb, he closed his eyes. Absolute trust in me. Absolute trust in a hungry vampire with his exposed throat. Another thing about our relationship was that I loved the dangerous games Ethan liked to play. His hands were limp by his sides, and he focused on his breathing. My bites hurt like hell, then they burned like hell then they hurt like hell, then they burned like hell. There was no pleasure in my bites. The only pleasure that came from my bites was for me.
Ethan smelled like the color white. Such a pure scent for someone with dark desires. Sliding off the bed into his lap, I whispered in his ear, “Did you beg him to cum?” He shook his head. “Pourquoi.”
“Because what if this was a test of my devotion?”
“You think I would test you in such a way?”
“Oui?”
Smiling against his ear, my teeth grazed Ethan’s ear. That got me a heavy sigh.
“What if I told you that Godric was no test? That you wasted a perfectly great opportunity to be pleasured by a God and you let it slip through your fingertips. Ethan let a low groan die in the center of his chest. For a masochist, last night up until this moment was merely foreplay. Godric gave him physical pain. I would play with his heads. Although this was no game, Godric was no test. Ethan did not need to know that until later.
Biting down on his delicious ear, I filled with truths. A small drop of blood landed on my tongue. My throat tighten as I fought my natural urge to seek more blood. If I let my fangs out now, I just might drain him right here. A hungry vampire was one thing, but an aroused and hungry vampire was another. Moving my hips closer to the bottom of Ethan’s stomach. My clit slid across his dick. I wanted to let out my own growl, but I held back.
Sliding my hand down from his chin to his neck, I gripped it tight. The bruises there had already begun to fade. Godric must have avoided this area.
Whispering more truthful words into his ear. I could hear Ethan’s eyes rolling in the back of his head replaying his night with Godric. Releasing his neck, his head snapped up, his begging eyes meeting my red ones. He watched my eyes, my lips, then my eyes again. Biting his own lip until blood dripped from it. Ethan looked at my lips then my eyes again. This was his version of begging for a kiss. This was his version of offering what he knew, and I knew I wanted. The room filled with the scent of him. The smell of his aroused blood flooded my senses.
Squeezing my legs against the outside of his thighs, I could feel him growing bigger underneath me, however his hips remained still and so did his hands. He is such a good boy. How could Godric let this go to waste? It would be impossible for me to leave Ethan right now. When he is aroused like this, begging like this, being such a good boy like this. It reminds of our first night and how far we have come. I am no mistress or sadist I simply like violence with my sex. Wrapping my hands then interlocking my fingers behind his neck. I closed the distance between our lips. Ethan wanted the kiss; I wanted the blood. But somehow the two different reasons for the kiss made it wild and feral.
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Moans filled the room surrounding us in an echo chamber of desire and instinct. After the blood cease to flow, muscle memory made my lips do what they have always done when begin kissed. But the hunger in me made me kiss him harder. I was searching for more blood. He finally moved his hands, and they felt warm against my back. Even through my dress Ethan’s human body made my body feel as if it was burning up.
His moans flooded into me now and I couldn’t help but react. His reaction to me was always satisfying. He wasn’t scared of me. Not in this way at least. I kissed him deeper. My tongue searching for his moans and blood in the back of his throat.
Pushing him backwards on the floor, we readjusted ourselves without breaking the kiss. If this continued and it would, soon I would start matching Ethan’s arousal. Rolling on top of me, Ethan pressed his knee between my legs to spread them. At some point during the roll, he managed to hike the length of my dress up.
Pushing my hips up to find something to press myself against. Ethan broke off the kiss. With his glossy, pleading eyes to my devil ones. He didn’t have to speak for me to know what he was asking. Nodding my head, Ethan disappeared underneath the pool of my dress. It was no mystery as to where he went. I felt the warm sensation of a wet tongue on my clit.
Ethan kissed, sucked, and licked the small harden ball of flesh though my panties and my hips involuntary thrusted towards the pleasure of his mouth. I knew his eyes were closed. That’s when he ate pussy the best. A low plea escaped my lips, “Please don’t stop Ethan” I felt one weighted hand leave my thigh. Looking down, I couldn’t see where it disappeared to. This fucking dress had to go. Using my powers I made a cut down the center of the dress. The dress parted and fell to either side of my body.
I was naked now, except for my black thin panties and Ethan between my legs.
Leaning up a little I could see where that hand disappeared too. Gripping his beautiful dick, Ethan slowly dragged his hand over his full length. Pre-cum began to drip from the tip.
“Beau.” I whispered loud enough to pierce his concentration. Slowly opening his eyes like a person waking from a deep sleep, Ethan glared at me.
“Good Boy”, I replied as I shoved my hips deep into his mouth. Letting my head fall back I would allow him to bring me to the edge of my orgasm. That didn’t take long, soon enough little white lights began to flash across my eyes, then little bolts of white light began to flash in my body. Panting and holding Ethan’s head in place I rode his tongue as his moans flued my chase to release.
Moan after moan escaped both our lips and I could tell he was jacking off faster now. I wanted to see him cum more than I wanted my own release. So, in one quick movement I placed my foot on his chest and pushed him over. Climbing on top of him I slid my wet panties across his wet dick before letting my knee rest there. Biting his neck this time I told him,
“You are going to cum and I am going to feed and cum.” He didn’t answer me with words instead he nodded his head in agreeance. Sliding down his body, I bit his nipples while digging my nails into the bruises on his sides. I kept my knee on his dick, but he started humping it the more I licked and bit his nipples.
“Mon beau cadeau,” I whispered into one of the bites I made hoping the words would encode themselves in his DNA. So, he would forever remember that he is cherished.
“If you keep this up Alucard. I am going to cum.” He said the words, but they barely escaped his swollen wet lips. I almost forgotten that Ethan could cum from pain alone. We didn’t want that now did we. Well, I may not have wanted it, but from the way he was grinding his hips against my knee and panting. He wanted it.
Without warning him I slid my panties to the side and replaced my knee with my ass. He has been such a good boy I would give him something he has only earned once before.
“Push slowly.”
Ethan sat up now with a look of shock on his face.
“Don’t give me that. You have earned this. You gave up a night with a God to come back to me. I have seen Godric. You performed a miracle.”
“What about prep?”
“Such a human thing to say. Now push.”
Without delay, Ethan did as I instructed, and it felt incredible. It’s been so long since I felt this kind of pleasure, this kind of hunger. I began to ride him slowly now. My clit touching the skin the skin of his stomach.
Ethan put his fingers in my mouth, and I bit them causing blood to drip on my tongue. He moaned in pleasure and his dick did a twitch inside my ass.
Slapping him I said “Don’t do that, you almost made me cum.”
He smirked a little and I couldn’t help but kiss him. He placed his wet fingers on my clit and began to rub. White lightning shot through my body. My mind now flooding with the sensations of an orgasm coming. Ethan lifted his hips going deeper inside me and I couldn’t help but beg for him to keep going.
“I haven’t cum this way in a long time so please be nice to me and go deeper, rub harder.”
He went deeper and rubbed harder. “Alucard soon.” There was nothing more erotic to me then a boy deep in pleasure, moaning and begging directly in my ear. Faster white lighting shot through my body. Three more if those and the fourth would be the storm. Riding Ethan harder he matched my efforts as best as he could but soon, my vampire speed became too much and there was nothing he could do but let me ride him.
Ethan let his head fall back exposing his bare neck. This was it he was about to cum, and so was I. After the third lightning bolt, I wanted until I felt the start of the final one. That didn’t take long. Bending down, I sank my teeth into his flesh. Ethan cried out as blood poured from his neck and semen poured into me. They both flooded me and filled me. My own orgasm continued to happen as pulled blood from Ethan’s neck. I wanted to cry out, but I couldn’t remove my mouth from the red honey that poured into my mouth.
Once the final waves of my orgasm stopped, and I was just feeding now. I finally noticed Ethan was fucking me. With his hands gripping my shoulders and his lips parted in ecstasy. He was on the brink of another orgasm. I did the only thing I could think of to give him another incredible release. I bit the other side of his neck, blood poured once more and so did semen. This time Ethan didn’t cry out. His entire body went limp, and he went unconscious. Removing my fangs from his neck I held him up with one arm. With my clit still swollen I wanted more. Slowly lifting myself off him. His dick fell out of me. It was just as unconscious as its owner.
Laying Ethan down on the floor I turned him over. It wasn’t fair that he released twice and I only once. I wanted more and his ass would do. Ethan’s ass was a good one. Round, firm not to small. Using my own wetness, I spread my juices over the ass cheek I was going to use. Opening my folds so that the swollen flesh of my clit touched the wetness on Ethan’s ass. I moaned out in pleasure. Grinding my hips harder against his ass it wasn’t long before the first lightening bolt came. Gripping my breast, I let my head fall back. This felt so good. Nothing was better than clit stimulation. Wetting my fingers I spread my outer lips again and this time I held them open.
Direct skin on skin, wet on wet. Fuck, this felt so good. Grinding faster and harder the only thing I could smell was my own arousal, the only thing I could feel was my own pleasure. Rolling my nipples around between my fingers Godric came to mind. I wondered about him. About his night with Ethan and what it would be like to see them both in the grips of pleasure. More white lightening. To see Ethan kissing Godric, to see Ethan giving Godric pleasure with his mouth. With one finale thrust of my hips and mental image I came all over Ethan’s ass.