by Caris Roane
Oh, Marius, this is driving me crazy. I want your beautiful cock inside me.
He kissed her harder, now pummeling her mouth with his tongue, letting her feel exactly what he intended to do to her.
But after about a minute he left her breast, caught her exploring hand with his, and made her stop. He was breathing hard. He pulled her up against him and held her. We’d better just watch the show.
She shifted her attention to the stage and watched as the professor kissed his student all over, using his tongue in parts, suckling her breasts until finally she begged for him to use his rod and teach her the final lesson.
She watched him enter her and her own body clenched with need.
Soon. Marius’s voice both soothed and excited her.
She couldn’t wait.
She almost asked Marius to take her back to the villa right then, but Eve had told them to watch the finish.
The professor was rolling into her, the woman’s legs and wrists struggling against the bindings. One by one, he began releasing the neckties, and with each release the woman wrapped an arm around the man, then a leg, then she was free, holding him and crying out as he thrust into her.
She screamed her ecstasy and with a few dedicated swift thrusts, the woman entered paradise.
Moans and cries filled the small room as other couples climaxed along with them. Applause followed.
How do you feel? Marius asked.
Like I know what this would do for me. I want this with you so bad. Can we go back to the villa?
That’s the plan.
He held out his arm and she stepped on his foot, carefully of course.
He kissed her cheek. “Hold me down low for the trip. I want to feel your hand on me again.”
She slid her fingers down what was still really hard. She whimpered as she touched him, savoring the feel of the silky skin covering the hard stalk.
She kissed his neck as he flew, speeding through rock and other caves. She kept her eyes closed and focused on what she wanted more than anything in the world right now.
The next thing she knew she was back at the villa, but not in the canopy room, in a different space altogether. “Eve also set this up for us. She wanted it to be a surprise.”
There was a waterfall in this room near a bed that had four short posts. Hanging from each were several long black cords made of silk, waiting for them. Candles were lit all around the room, and red rose petals dotted black silk sheets.
“Marius, this is perfect.”
* * *
Marius didn’t say anything to Shayna; he just undressed while watching her do the same. He felt her excitement and her nerves, the two blending to arouse him even more.
The bed was oversized, even for him, which would allow for movement. Eve had done this, providing him the right tool to take Shayna the distance.
He understood Eve’s thinking as well, because the experience with Shayna, when he’d broken out of the restraints, had done something for him, set something inside him free.
He wanted Shayna to feel the same way.
She stood naked and trembling, her nipples peaked in the cool, moist air, her light-blue eyes glittered. His gaze raked her and what was already hard, stiffened a little more.
With his clothes off, he went to her, sliding both hands beneath her long beautiful hair to cup her neck. He kissed her, a full wet kiss, his tongue piercing her mouth, her hands gripping his arms and digging into his muscles.
Marius.
Her voice in his head made him groan. He drew back and looked into her eyes. “I want this for you. I want you to know what it’s like to be bound, pleasured, then set free.”
She nodded. “I want to be bound by you, Marius.”
He felt the level of her arousal, almost off the charts, and he loved it. Leading her to the side of the bed, he commanded her, “Stretch out on your back.”
She didn’t hesitate, which was one of the things he loved about Shayna: Once committed, she jumped in.
She looked so beautiful lying before him. He chose not to tie her up right away. Instead he moved to position himself over her, his knees between her legs. He settled his lips on her neck and sucked. When I have you bound, I’m going to drink from you.
She whimpered. I would love that.
He drew back, looking down at her. “You like when I feed from you.”
“It’s been the most exhilarating experience I’ve ever known, especially when you make love to me at the same time, when we’re connected low.”
She was a generous woman, something she probably didn’t realize.
“Let’s get you tied up then.”
She drew a shuddering breath and nodded.
He moved around to the other side of the bed, but didn’t immediately use the cords. Instead he placed kisses over her forehead, sliding his hands down her chest to fondle her breasts.
Marius, you always surprise me.
He kept kissing her, wanting her to know with each touch and caress, each press of his lips to any part of her body, that he valued her. I want you to have the pleasure you were denied. I want you to know how much you’ve come to mean to me in just a couple of nights together.
Her chest rose and fell. She stroked both his arms and hands as he kneaded her breasts and pinched her nipples gently.
He sensed that she’d fallen into a languid state, one full of surrender and willingness.
The time had come.
He moved slowly, savoring what the blood-chain bond told him: that Shayna floated on the desire she felt, her body humming.
He bound her wrists first, taking his time, giving her slack with each so that she had some freedom of movement. She would be able to touch his shoulders and arms, but she wouldn’t be able to embrace him. She could also bring her legs close to his and make contact, but she wouldn’t be free to wrap herself around him.
Once she was fully bound, he moved back to look down at her. His gaze slid over her breasts, her navel, and between her legs. He saw how she glistened—a sight that brought his hand to his cock. He stroked himself and savored what he saw.
“Marius, you have no idea how much what you’re doing, and how you’re looking at me, turns me on.” Her hips dipped into the mattress, rocking gently.
He released his cock and began at her ankles. He kissed each of her legs, going back and forth, moving slowly upward.
“I want to touch you, but I can’t.”
He looked up at her while nibbling on the inside of her thigh. And I love that I have all this power over you right now, that I can do anything to you and there’s nothing you can do about it.
He felt a shiver race through her, goose bumps riding her flesh. She found his words thrilling. He stroked the outsides of her thighs with his hands while he kissed his way closer and closer to the small line of blond hair that made his mouth water.
The scent of her sex became an intoxicating fragrance. He’d loved the way she smelled from the first, like something floral and lush that had to be tasted. Now he was going to eat until he was full.
He slid his hands and arms under her buttocks and began to feast.
* * *
Shayna trembled, head-to-foot, from the feel of his mouth on her low. His lips surrounded her fully as he suckled. The next moment his tongue flicked over her, afterward moving in a long sweep over her clitoris.
She writhed and cried out and he kept feasting, kept repeating his suckling, flicking, and sweeping movements.
Her hips rocked and she wanted her hands surrounding his neck, his arms, his back. But she could only barely touch his shoulders.
He had her bound.
He had control of her.
And she loved it.
Chills raced through her as he dipped lower still and his tongue penetrated her. She felt him inside her now as he drove quickly in and out.
“Marius,” she cried out. Images of the show at The Ruby Cave slipped through her mind, intensifying what Marius was doing to her.
She’d needed this desperately, and now Marius was taking care of her.
He moved faster and because her cries had grown steady, he went vampire-fast, using his phenomenal speed. And just like that she flew over the edge, ecstasy grabbing her up for a flight that took her into the heavens.
He kept driving his tongue into her, so that the orgasm rolled on and on, pleasure flowing, streaking, filling up her abdomen and swelling her chest. Her cries echoed to the cavern ceiling and back.
When the moment passed and her body began to settle, he kissed his way up her abdomen, nipping and sucking repeatedly wherever he landed.
She wanted her hands on him so bad, but with each impulse to touch him came the tug of the cords and the reminder that he was in control. What was it about being restrained that made her clench?
When he reached her breasts, he slowed his progress and focused his attention on tending to her, using one hand to prop himself up. He used his free hand to cup her breast as he swirled his tongue over the nipple and covered her with his mouth. He sucked her greedily, which had her hips arching and dipping so that she was once more becoming aroused.
“Marius, that feels so good. You have no idea.”
I can feel your pleasure, Shayna, one of the wonderful perks of the blood-chain bond. And what I’m sensing from you moment to moment, how my tongue, my lips, my teeth feel to you, has me hard as a rock.
“Let me touch you, Marius. I want to feel your cock in my hand while you do that. Let me give you pleasure at the same time.”
He looked up at her and slowly shifted his hips until her hand could fondle what she craved more than anything. She loved the feel of his cock and took her time exploring him with her fingers. She ran her hand the length, then returned to the crown, to pluck at him, teasing the sensitive ridge so that he groaned as he sucked her breasts.
But she needed more. “Marius, I need you inside me. Now.”
He left her breast and returned to plant his knees between her legs. “Is that what you want, Shayna, my cock driving deep?”
The slack in the cords allowed her hands to stroke his shoulders. “Yes. I want you drinking from me and driving into me. That’s what I want.”
“I love doing this.”
She nodded and as he placed his cock at her opening, she cried out. “You feel so good.” He pierced her with what was so essentially male. And he’d pierce her again with his fangs.
She wanted it all.
* * *
Marius could hardly believe how much he could feel Shayna’s pleasure and, at the same time, feel his own. The dual sensation had him grunting as he pushed into her, then pulled back, pushing farther each time, making his way deep inside her body.
Making love to a woman had never been like this before. He’d marched into new territory without realizing that’s what he’d done. But she was a new land to explore and he was loving it.
He planted his hands on either side of her shoulders and curled his hips. He was seated deep by now and he wanted her to feel the length of him as he moved in and out. With each thrust, he drew back just to the point he could slip out of her, then drove back in.
Each time her body writhed beneath his, her head would roll on the black sheets and a new cry would leave her mouth. He could feel the exquisite sensations his cock brought her, making him harder still. If he hadn’t had so much experience, he’d have lost it by now. But he wasn’t four hundred years old for nothing.
He sustained the slow pace, watching her passion build.
Finally, she focused her gaze on him and between gasps said, “Drink from me, Marius. Please, take all that you need. I want to do that for you while you’re giving me so much pleasure, while I’m bound like this.”
He leaned down and kissed her, adding a line of kisses to her throat.
She moaned as he licked above her vein. His vampire nature called to her body and the vein rose, her heart rate increasing, getting ready to deliver what he needed to survive.
Saliva flooded his mouth and his fangs emerged, two sharp points, ready to penetrate Shayna in a new way.
He grazed her throat with the duller sides of his fangs. I’m going to bite you now.
In response to his words, her hips jerked, sending a streak of pleasure along his cock.
He arched his neck, then struck to the exact right depth.
Her blood hit his mouth and he moaned as he retracted his fangs and began to suck. How could he explain what her blood was like, as though it had been specifically created just for him. The flavor was ethereal and bold, the texture like silk.
But it was what happened to him when the elixir hit his stomach and began streaming into his bloodstream that stirred his soul. Energy started to vibrate through his veins, and his muscles expanded. He could feel his essential vampire power thrum to life. He knew that was why proximity wasn’t an issue with them anymore and why she could now travel with altered flight at great speeds and not become sick.
Her blood had somehow permanently altered his power level. For that, he owed Shayna more than she could ever possibly understand: She may have made it possible for him to battle and defeat Daniel.
As he drove into her and sucked her vein, his need for release strengthened.
He felt Shayna straining at each of the cords, yet thrilling to them at the same time.
The heels of her feet rubbed the backs of his knees in anxious jolts, the only way she could reach him with her lower limbs. Her hands plucked at his shoulders, digging her nails in.
Shayna?
I’m here. Marius, this is beyond anything I’ve ever known. I wish I could tell you what it’s like to have you moving inside me and drinking from me at the same time. I feel like I could fly. I swear it.
I can sense your pleasure. And he really could. Can you tell what I’m feeling?
She was quiet for a moment, then: That you’re ready to explode, but more than that. I think your body really loves my blood, really responds to it, as though I’m not just feeding your muscles but the depths of your vampire being as well.
Yes, that’s exactly right.
She squeezed his shoulders. You feel damn amazing, bigger when we make love.
How close are you? He needed to know. He had to make this mutual, this last run at flying into the stars.
If you just do your vampire thing, I’ll come, but I have to warn you, I might scream this time.
She was breathing hard and he loved it.
He wanted to look at her, but also knew she’d love experiencing her orgasm while he drank from her.
He began to thrust faster and she cried out, sinking her nails into his back.
Shayna, stay with me, right with me.
I will. God, you feel so incredible and I can feel what you’re experiencing now, how your cock feels gliding in and out of me. Oh, Marius.
He sped up once more, this time having to work to keep his lips around her neck. The restraints helped.
She writhed beneath him now. I want to be free to hold you, Marius.
He knew something in that moment: Shayna could siphon his power and do this herself. It was something she needed to do. Just break the cords.
By myself?
You can do it. I know you can. He was so hard right now, he ached, but he held back his release. He wanted her to come when she broke free.
I can’t.
Yes, you can. Siphon more of my power. You can do it.
He felt her shift internally as she began to draw more of his power into her, then tug with all her might on each cord at the same time. The first pop sent her right arm slapping against his back. She cried out at the same time.
He kept drinking and working her with his hips.
Guttural sounds came out of her. He felt another tremendous wave of his power flow through her and with just a flick of her left wrist, she broke the second cord.
You’re doing it.
I am! And I feel like I could fly. Her hips moved against his.
Fina
lly, he released her neck so that he could look into her eyes. He stared at her, curling his hips, working her deep.
She gasped as she used her now free hands to move over his pecs, his shoulders, his arms.
“You’re breaking free, Shayna. Now tear apart the cords that hold your legs captive.”
She tapped into his power once more and pulled on both ankles at once, staring into his eyes. The connection he felt to her in that moment was profound. And just like that, the remaining two cords broke and she surrounded him with her legs.
Tears flowed from her eyes down the sides of her face and into her hair. “I think my life just changed forever.”
He nodded. “I know that feeling.”
“My God.”
He smiled and kissed her. She surrounded his neck with her arms and kissed him back. “Marius, can you bite me a second time? I want to finish this while I’m feeding you.”
“Absolutely.” She slowly rolled her head the opposite direction so that he had a new vein to pierce.
As before, he licked her throat, encouraging the vein. Her hands began a serious exploration of his neck, and back, and now his shoulders. Her touch fired him all over again.
His heart ached, he wanted this so much, even though he’d already taken from her.
But this time, she was free. She’d siphoned his power and liberated herself from restraints that she couldn’t before.
When he punctured her throat this time, she cried out and he felt her grip him low.
She was really close.
He began to drink and once more drove into her. She was so wet, so aroused by all that had happened between them. She hooked her legs behind his thighs so that her well seized his cock, claiming possession.
He sped up once more, thrusting heavily at the same time and sucking hard at her neck.
Small cries came from her mouth as he drove them both toward ecstasy. His own body felt on fire now, heat pouring out of him, his cock a missile ready to launch.
And he was giving his woman what she needed. Nothing felt better or more profound. And he wanted her full of his seed, bearing the mark of his scent to warn off other vampires.
The distant thought occurred to him that only vampires of Ancestral power could do that, could create a mark that other vampires could detect. But he knew that was what he was doing as he powered down her blood and thrust faster and faster.
