Bate

by Jessie Rose Case

  Blane increase his pace and hit it every time, her body started to shake with the need to come. “Not yet female, I am not done,” he told her pulling out from her body and turning her around. He grabbed her and placed her on the counter, pulling her legs wide, he shifted her to the edge and slammed back in. He watched as Ena’s eyes became unfocused with need. He grabbed her breasts and played with them. Picking up the pace his beast in control.

  Ena tried to focus on his movements but it was too fast and too consuming, she stayed with the physical and emotional sensation he was driving into her. She could feel everything. Her body alive with the bombardment of firing tissue. She flung her head back and clung to him digging her nails in, “so fucking close need to come,” she ground out hearing is replying grunt, a guttural growl, unable to comprehend what he was saying, it didn’t matter nothing mattered, but the need of having this male fuck her. Blane again grabbed her hair and pulled her neck to him, he leaned in and breathed her in running his nose up and down her neck as he piston fucked her. Ena’s shuddered, nipples became tighter still against his cooler body pounding her. “Gonna bite you now and you will come,” he told her, she felt the pain of his bite as he continued to pound into her, followed by the euphoric overload of her sensations as his bite took hold and her climax slamming into her. Ena screamed as the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had raced through her body and rolled over her for a second and third time.

  Blane couldn’t stop. She’d come and was coming again and his beast wanted to make her come again, he fucked her though the second orgasm and increased his pace through the third. She was becoming boneless in his arms, it called to him. He needed to dominate, to be in control, to own, he could feel her muscles squeezing him along his length, it was powerful, alluring, made him crave. He held her tightly as he kissed her deeply and moved to mouth her neck. She tasted delicious, the sweat of their mating layering her skin, her come smelt like heaven, surrounded him and pulled him in. He fucked her harder. She would remember this, nothing would compare to him. He grabbed her thighs and pulled them apart harder giving him more access. “Come for me gràdh,” he demanded from her as he ploughed the gift she’d given him. He couldn’t help the other words spilling from his mouth, he was close to coming and his beast demanded release, demanded her, he wanted to coat her in his come, his essence, wanted her to carry his scent, his seed, needed others to know she was taken, she was his. “Mine,” he punched out with every deep thrust, “mine, mine, mine. Your life before mine.” He felt her pulse rise and trust into her until she created and fell into her release, Blane gripped her hips hard and gave her everything he had to give in one final slam and spilled into her.

  Ena came back to reality slowly, she was in the shower, she must have passed out. The last cognitive thought had been how amazing the feel of Blane inside her as she came for what seemed the fourth time. She had been exhausted by the pleasure he had pulled from her, no emotion left, no strength to carry on. She smiled. Wonderful. She had seriously been fucked and got what she’d asked for. Blane was washing her, he was attentive and so very careful. It brought tears to her eyes. Ena frowned. Her emotions were way off track. Clearing her eyes, it would be easy to give into that and let him take over but her resolve stopped her. She had allowed herself to be vulnerable because of good sex. Good? Dam it, it had been magnificent, she had no words to explain it. He was washing away the soap and on his knees playing, giving his attention to her clit and nether lips holding her up with one hand on her stomach. The cool tile a balm to her rising need. It was sensual, her breasts so heavy and nipples hard. Ena licked her lips, she must have moved, her breathing changed, the hand that was holding her up moved. “Are you ok?” He asked her not looking up but continuing with his stroking. “Yes,” she panted, “good,” he told her and pulled her nether lips apart and face planted to fuck her with his tongue. Ena reached out and grabbed onto the tile and shower head and let him work. He was dam good at this too. He was unyielding in his dominance of her body bringing her to climax quickly, the biting of her thigh blasting her with another orgasm as she came. Unable to hold back this time she cried out his name and caressed his head. Barely having time to recover, he was lifting her out of the shower and walking with her into her bedroom, Ena realised he must have brought her up here when she’d passed out. Blane sat on the bed and lifted her placing her over his cock and dropped her on it encouraging her to ride him. “Fuck me.” He told her.

  She moved unable to do anything else as her body responded. It felt so good to be in control. She didn’t know if he felt her need to be in control or not, but this felt so right. She opened her legs wider taking more of him working herself into a frenzy. Blane reached out and caressed her breast, bring it to a point with his thumb and finger rolling it, the nipple exposed pointing up at him. Ena grabbed his shoulder for better purchase and rode him watching what he would do. Blane opened his mouth, she knew his incisors were razer sharp, he looked up at her as she bounced on his cock pulling her tit towards him, he positioned it in front of his teeth never leaving eye contact with her, she didn’t stop him, it was as if he was giving her a choice, she wanted him to play. He quickly nicked the teat and blood bubbled out the top and ran down the sides. “Suck it,” she told him breathlessly. Blane moved forward and licked the blood running down the side of her breast around the areola. Ena ground herself into him she was close to coming again. Blane sucked in her breast and suckled pulling from her. Ena couldn’t help the cry of pleasure as she bombarded his cock in her frenzy to come. She was close just needed a bit more. She watched as Blane plopped out her nipple and went in search of the other one and did the same again. The nick adding a bit more to her pain pleasure threshold. She opened her legs further and ground her clit against him, she could feel her climax rising, cusping. “More need more,” she told him panting and watched as Blane opened his mouth, his teeth on display. He pulled her breast to him, her nipple begging for him. “Yes,” she cried out and felt the bite on her breast as he took her into his mouth and the tongue lashing Blane was giving her nipple. Ena crashed over the top of her climax, flinging her head back and thrusting her breast to his mouth and came with a force that robbed her of all reason.

  Blane picked up the pace as Ena came, it hit her hard, she had wanted his teeth in her, wanted him sucking on her and he needed to come in her. Holding her, he dominated, fucked her hard and fast and rammed into her to spill deep within her. “Child,” his beast crowed out. Blane collapsed taking Ena with him. Shit had that just happened? What had he done?

  CHAPTER THREE

  Ena woke up alone. She must have fallen asleep. She rolled over and checked the time. Nearly mid-day. Had they been at it for three hours? She couldn’t help the cat who got the cream smile that crossed her face. O she’d had it alright. Or help the grin that burst forth onto her face. She had to be at the shop for 1pm. She dragged herself back into the shower and got ready for work. Thank god she was only 20 mins to the shop she hated being late. A quick glance in the mirror told her she had no bruising. Her body felt well used. It felt so good. She wondered as she showered if Vamps got that after sex glow?

  She arrived with a couple of minutes to spare with a car escort curtesy of Arturo. She hadn’t seen Blane and although part of her was saddened by that her rational self, told her it was a good thing. No after sex awkwardness. The shop opened five days a week and from 1pm to 9pm. She would see special private clients by appointment around these times. It tended to be a good compromise. Ena had to slow down reaching the underground entrance, she flashed a couple of times and put on her full brakes. The driver came out and around to her door. “It’s a single car entrance you won’t get in. Take it to the car park at the back of the shop.” She told him. He nodded and went back to his car. Ena put the car in drive, opened the electronic gate and drove in closing it behind her. Security the car she walked up into the shop and checked the security had not been messed with, then opened all the barriers and grills. A k
nock on the back door signalled the arrival of her staff. She checked the cameras. They were alone. Ena opened the electronic bars on the door and the security grills and pressed to unlock it. She watched as both girls walked in, no alarms sounded and she secured the door behind them. Ena relocked it with the bars and walked out to meet them in the staff room.

  Both of them looked up and stared at her. “What?” She asked frowning. They both started laughing. “You got some girl, how was it?” Ena grinned, “so dam good I recommend it.” They all laughed. “Good to know.” Carol told her. “Ok, ok let’s get this day started, I have to leave at 4.30pm I have a meeting so I’d like to go over the closure security with you both. I hope to be back but just in case.” They both nodded and they all walked into the shop. “First things first, coffee and lots of it. Then check the refreshments in the reception room, clean and make good.” She told them. If anyone wanted in, she put the please buzz sign up on the main door. They worked steadily and luckily their first customer didn’t arrive until after 2pm giving them plenty of time to get everything checked and double checked. Both girls worked well. Shortly after lunch Ena put together her show and tell for Arturo. She had some historic pieces she thought he would like and some special show pieces, a mix of guns lighter for females, her special selection and something she’d been working on for some time. She loaded the dumb waiter and took it down to the garage. She hadn’t seen Arturo’s man but guessed he was aware of her appointment, as she came out of the garage, she saw his car and he pulled in behind her.

  Blane had had five hours of sleep. It was enough but he felt the pull for a couple more. It would have to do. He headed into the shower and then down to the club. He worked his way through several business emails and checked on the staff. He was working the club tonight and he needed it to keep his mind off other things.

  Ena arrived at the house. She had pulled over some time back and allowed Arturo’s man to lead her in. It was a magnificent house. It rivalled her own at three times the size. It was like a museum piece. It was an historic building and clearly well maintained and cared for. She wouldn’t be surprised if the building had stayed with the current owner all its life. She smiled, try telling that to the tax people. A man stepped forward to open the door, “good afternoon Ms you are expected in the reception room, this way please,” he was clearly a butler. Ena was a little shocked. “I err, have a number of items in my boot for Lord Arturo to look at,” she told him, “yes miss one of the men will bring them in for you, if I could take your keys?” Ena handed them over and followed him in.

  Ena followed the Butler trying to look at everything at once. He stopped at some double doors and opened them, “your guest My Lord.” The butler moved out of the way for Ena to walk forward. She entered the room and found herself in a sunny south facing room. She was surprised again. A woman rose from a chair and held out her hand. “Hello Ena, I’m Regin Arturo’s wife.” Ena smiled and shook her hand. Arturo came forward and stopped. He sniffed the air and looked at her. He smiled. Then held out his hand. “Thank you for coming, I thought it a good idea that we get to know each other.” He told her. Ena had the feeling he knew a bit too much about her already. “Please take a seat”, Regin told her ushering her forward, “I have ordered tea and coffee we can offer you a cold drink if you prefer, we have dinner at 7, I hope that is acceptable?” Ena smiled, Regin seemed keen to welcome her. “Yes that sounds great and coffee will be just fine, thank you.” “I can’t tell you how excited I am to meet you,” Regin told her as the coffee arrived and she was handed a cup. She indicated a little cream. “You are?” “Yes, do you mind telling me how you got your name?”

  Ena took a sip of her coffee. Clearly Regin didn’t mess about. “Did my father not tell you Arturo?” She asked. Arturo shook his head, taking his own coffee. “He said he would speak of it one day but that day never occurred.” Ena nodded. Her father avoided what he did not wish to dwell on. Ena took a breath and leaned back into her chair. “My parents were unable to have children for a long time or so they thought. My brother was adopted and a lot older than me, they loved him like their own son and he and I returned the affection when I was born. It was a huge blow to our family when my brother died. My mother had already passed, my father believed that to be a blessing, she would not have survived him going like that and it would have been torture for her. A few years after my brother joined my parents, they took a trip to Greece on a second honeymoon. My parents visited the Temple of Zeus. My brother was with a sitter. My mother had a passion for Greek mythology. She spoke of it often. The day was hot and drawing in, my mother laid on the stone said to be the alter of Zeus. It was written that he had seduced many a beautiful human female on that alter. It was late and they were alone.

  I’m told my mother had an adventurous spirit and encouraged my father to make love to her. He didn’t need much encouragement.” Ena shook her head, “He loved her very much. Anyway, they were caught up in the deed and hadn’t noticed the weather changing until they were caught up in the moment. My father got up and started to pack up their things when lightning struck the rock my mother was on. She cried out and dad raced back and dragged her off it. She had stopped breathing and my father gave her mouth to mouth and brought her back. It was only moments. Two months later she found out she was pregnant with me. Dad jokingly called the baby Zeus’s revenge for using his alter.” She grinned and looked at both of them. “That kinda stuck in some way. When mum went to see the doctors, they couldn’t understand the conception. Mums ovaries worked poorly and Dads sperm count was low, they had tried everything including IVF, nothing had worked, the combination of both made it impossible. So the only explanation Dad had, was Zeus and they believed and embraced it. They named me after his daughter Athena because against all odds, I was there.”

  Ena looked at her hosts. They seemed a bit stunned. “I’m sorry” she told them worried she had upset them, “it’s just a story.” Regin reached out her hand to Arturo and smiled at her. “May be not.” She told her. Ena frowned. “Let me tell you of my birth,” and Regin did. Ena was lost for words. “You’re the daughter of a goddess?” Regin grinned, clapped her hands together and pulled them apart. A blue lightening moving from one hand to the other. “Something like that.” Regin told her closing her hands and the light going out. For a moment Ena wondered if the women was mentally insane. Regin burst out laughing and Ena looked up at her. “She thinks I’m mentally insane.” She told Arturo. Ena’s face flared in embarrassment. “You can read my mind?” Regin shook her head. “No, I can read your emotions and can interpret the rest. You’d be amazed how easy it is.” Ena nodded. “I’ll take your word on that. I didn’t mean to be rude.” Regin just smiled. “Your not.” Arturo moved forward, “you have brought some things for us to see and my guns back?” Ena was on firmer ground here. “Yes, your man said they would bring them in.” “Indeed, they are in the dining room, I thought the table to be best. Shall we?”

  Ena followed them into the dining room. It was dominated by a high gloss ornate table. It was old and beautiful and matched several of the wooden cases now sitting on it. Ena walked over to Arturo’s case and opened it turning it towards him. “As you can see, it is as you gave it to me.” Arturo came over and ran his hands over the gun almost lovingly. “Thank you for bringing it back.” Ena moved over to the box of her guns and opened the lid. “And these are mine, you wished to see.” Ena stepped back and allowed Arturo to look them over, “may I?” He asked. “Of course, they are all here to be seen.” She told him. Ena took a seat allowing both Arturo and Regin to look their fill. It was clear that his wife knew a lot about guns. Maybe more that Arturo. Ena liked her and thought about what she had said about her birth. It was certainly intriguing and the evidence of Regin’s birth could not be dismissed. She had powers that was for sure. “They are beautiful Ena,” Regin told her. “Yes the last weapons my father made with me.” She told them sadly. “Can you use them?” Regin asked. “Yes they are perfect
ly balanced for me and can be for everyday use.” Regin nodded, “I’d like to see that.” “Any time.” Ena told her.

  Arturo moved to another box and opened the lid. It was a selection of women’s jewellery. He turned and looked at Ena, “bring the wrong box?” Ena laughed and walked towards him, “no.” She told him picking up piece after piece and put them together, it made a glittering jewel of a gun. She held it out to him. “The rounds are the charms on the bracelet.” Arturo looked stunned. He turned the piece over and over, he handed it to Regin, “that works?” He asked. Ena nodded. “It’s a masterpiece Ena.” Delighted with his response, Ena walked about the table and opened, box after box saving the best till last. She would wait to open that one. Arturo and Regin walked around the table and examined every piece. She had to put together a couple of other pieces for them. They were equally complex. Then she moved to the last case and opened it. Arturo looked at the gun, it was slender, light weight and had an unusual design. He picked it up. “What does it do?” He asked her. Ena leaned in and pick up the magazine and indicated where to engage it. Arturo loaded it. “Ultraviolet and silver rounds.” She told him. “Vamp killers.”

  “Is this for sale?” He asked her with concern. Ena looked at him. “No. Dad made the design for you. He showed it to me some time ago when we talked of coming. I made it better. Then added the special bullets and had them made to order. Two separate components that I put together myself. On impact the silver enters and the contents disperse. Its deadly and it’s a gift.” Arturo handed it back to Regin. “Thank you.” He told her. They stayed discussing the different pieces until disturbed by the Butler. “Dinner in 30 minutes My Lord and your guests are arriving.” “Thank you Jenson.” Arturo told the man. Ena dismantled the several pieces that needed to go back into their boxes in pieces and those that went back in one piece and closed the boxes. She handed the gift to Arturo. “I might want to discuss some of this later and some orders I’d like to make.” He told her. Ena smiled. “Great, I’m always looking for a new challenge.”