by Bella, Sarah
The act of complete submission on the part of the donor triggered our Alpha instincts. The desire to dominate – to completely dominate – was innate. Feeding from another vampyre, especially a female vampyre, charged you up like to the nervous system.
Enjoyable as feeding from vampyres was, life was so much easier before they enacted the ban on feeding from humans. As the humans had accepted us as myth, hunting had become easier. They became lazy. Hunting increased to the point that the council grew fearful of human extinction and outlawed feeding from humans at all.
I pitched her off me and ripped her pants from her body before she could blink.
"I like the way you think."She attacked her shirt while I ditched my own clothes, shredded denim and cotton piled on the floor beside us. Both finally naked, we stood there, chests heaving, just watching, waiting to see who would cave first, who would make the first move.
It would be me. I knew it.
So I caved.
I launched myself at her and wrapped my arms around her shoulders.
She staggered backward, sagging against an end cap full of butt plugs.
My calves found purchase around her hips and I cocooned her in my embrace. I licked and nipped at her jaw and neck without biting hard enough to break the skin. I wanted to savor the experience of drinking her, to prolong the inevitable and drag out the pleasure as long as possible. My fangs punched out as I breathed in her scent. It had simply been too long. My need to feed would quickly outweigh my will power.
She slid a hand down my waist and tucked between my legs, gliding through my wetness. Fingers found my clit, pinching and twisting it, her arm pinned between our bodies.
My hips ground against her of their own accord and I hissed at the heat already pooling within me. I kissed my way up her neck and chin, finally finding her mouth. When our lips met sparks shot through me and I was burning alive. The kiss was all fangs and tongues and fire. Her lips mashed against mine struggling to get ever closer. I breathed her in and lost myself. Breathlessly, I threaded my fingers into her hair and pulled her away from my kiss.
I unwrapped my arms and legs from her body and dropped slowly to the floor, my jelly knees collapsing beneath me. On my way down, my mouth latched onto one of her perfect tits.
She cried out as I savagely attacked her nipple.
"I have an idea," I mumbled around my mouthful of perfection. I led her by the hand, mouth attached to the smooth skin of her neck, to our sex swing display.
Her eyes lit up. "Get in."
"After you."I debated trying to force her into the swing, but it had been so long since I fed, I wasn't sure I could overpower her physically.
She cocked an eyebrow, dragging her eyes slowly up my body. "This should be interesting."
I showed her how to adjust the straps and helped her climb in.
The stark black leather of the straps made a beautiful image against her alabaster skin. Blue veins carrying her vampyre blood ran along her limbs, through her breasts, up her neck.
I adjusted the butt pad and strapped her ankles into the harness. Stepping between her thighs, I ground my pubic bone against her wetness. When I held up the spreader bar, she just smiled.
I shoved it between her ankles and strapped it on.
It held her legs nice and wide – too wide for her to close her thighs by bending her knees. She shifted in the swing, twisting and bending, unable to hide her bare pussy from me.
I adjusted the shoulder strap of the swing and then the pillow/head strap assembly.
I used the pulley system to raise her up to mouth height so I could explore her glistening pink pussy. Her thighs were wet with her own juices and I couldn't resist running my finger through her slit and licking it clean. "Mouthwatering," I dove in and ravaged her, licking a long swath from her ass to her clit, sucking hard on her lips, letting her writhe against my face. Knowing it would drive her crazy, I took my time exploring her. I lapped slowly at her opening, penetrating her with my tongue over and over as she arched and strained.
When I knew she could take no more, I latched onto her clit, massaging it with my tongue and sucking for all I was worth.
Her muscles clenched against my intruding fingers, as I curled them upward, looking for her sweet spot and finding her nipple with my other hand. I twisted and pulled, pinched and sucked while she screamed, moaned and thrashed against my mouth. The best part about the swing was that it allowed no leverage on her part, leaving her completely at my mercy.
And I had none.
I watched her face while I fucked her with my mouth, waiting for a sign, some symptom of her pleasure that would tell me just how close she was.
Her fangs slid out.
I shivered, my thighs rubbed unconsciously together, creating just enough friction to get me hotter.
When her moaning grew rhythmic, and fucking louder, I pressed my pinky against her ass, smoothing it round and round until her muscles loosened up. Then, I slipped the digit in.
Her moaning turned guttural, low, thick and sexy.
I instinctively knew my way around her body, knew which places would make her cry out and which ones would make her knees weak. My fingers played her like they'd been doing so for centuries.
A match made in heaven.
I rubbed my fingers against one another through the thin membrane of tissue inside her and pinched her nipple viciously, twisting it hard and sucking her clit inside my mouth.
She came with an earshattering cry.
I smiled victoriously up at her while she clenched around my fingers over and over. I rubbed her g-spot gently, riding out the aftermath of her orgasm.
When she finally stopped moaning and took a shuddering breath, I climbed to my feet and stood next to her head. "By the time I'm through with you, you're going to wish you'd never come back into my shop."
"Try me."
I cranked her head upright so she could watch me while I walked over to the purple dildos we'd spilled earlier. Ripping open a box, I twisted the knob to high. The quiet buzzing seemed magnified in the huge, empty store. I could see her thighs clenching, struggling to close.
"That's not all."I walked away, out of her line of sight and found a bottle of lube. On my way back to her side, I added a butt plug to the small pile in my arms. "Are you ready for me?" I called and traced the vibrator up her thigh.
Her response was a highpitched, shuddering whine proudly announcing her ready for round two.
"Not one for much recovery time?"
She shook her head and wet her lips. "I'm always ready."Her eyes flashed darkly and her nostrils flared.
"We'll see about that."I showed her what I had in my hands.
She moaned again – loudly this time.
I set it all down on the pile of boxed up swings next to her ass. "One more thing,"To her left sat the vibrating nipple clamps linked together with chains. I leaned over her, pressing my tits into her face, smothering her in flesh.
Her tongue slipped out of her mouth, searching across my skin. Her mouth opened greedily when she found a nipple.
I snagged a package from the display and lingered a second longer, letting her mouth work over me.
She cried out when I pulled away and I stifled a laugh.
"If you can't be quiet this time, I'll find you a nice ball gag,"
Her legs shook, and her nipples looked hard enough to cut glass. I ducked under the spreader bar and stood between her knees before I licked my way up her thighs, taking the time to clean up her pussy.
Thoroughly.
I licked and kissed up her stomach, swirling my tongue in her pierced belly button, giving the ring a good yank with my teeth. I traced the tattoo on her ribs with my mouth, following the swirling vines and leaves. I licked and sucked up the valley of her cleavage and the underside of each gorgeous tit, leaving bright red marks in my wake.
I took one nipple between my fingers.
She moaned before I even pinched. "You're a tit girl, aren't you?"
I paused, studying the blissful expression on her face. "You're already nice and primed. Let's see if we can make you come without touching your pretty pussy."
I pinched, rolled and twisted one nipple, yanking and bruising her delicate flesh. I followed with my mouth, licking and kissing away the soreness. I scraped my teeth against her, watching her flesh swell in response to my assault.
She groaned louder, pressed her body against mine, rocking her hips despite the spreader bar preventing much movement.
I flicked my tongue across her nipple. The tightening of her skin triggered a twisting in my stomach. Imagining the feel of her mouth on me, of her tongue inside me, her fingers exploring my body lit me up.
With a yank of my hand, the nipple clamps slid from the package. I turned them on low and held them close to her ear, watching as the gentle hum of the motor had her licking her lips in anticipation. "When I'm done with your titties, I have plans for your pussy."I skimmed the clamps down her neck and over her collarbone, finally making skin on skin contact when I reached her breastbone, her skin prickling and rising to my touch.
Her rosy nipples puckered at my words, begging to be bitten.
I ran the loosened clamp around her areola, circling closer and closer to the tip while she squirmed and moaned through clenched teeth. Instead of putting the vibe on her nipple, I shut it off, opened the clamp, pinched her tit and sank the teeth into her soft flesh.
She moaned.
I released the clamp, leaving her sighing and squirming in the swing.
I twisted the screw, forcing the little teeth closer together until there was nothing else to give. Repeating my action on her other nipple had her legs straining against the swing straps as she tried in vain to arch her back. I flipped the switch and the vibrator function of the clamps buzzed to life.
Her body jolted in the swing, back arching hard, pressing her tits skyward.
Fluids dripped from her onto my thigh.
"I want to drink you down but then I'd lose my little contest with myself, wouldn't I?I'm not touching anything but your gorgeous tits until I feel you come all over my thighs."
Her eyes rolled back and she breathed in deeply through her nose.
"Can you smell yourself?No one's ever made you this wet before, have they?No one else knows just how to play you."
She whimpered and her mouth fell open soundlessly.
"It's the blood bond. Imagine how it'll be once we've sealed it."I lowered my mouth and flicked my tongue across the exposed tip of her nipple, purple from the clamp. I touched her with my tongue.
She bucked, presumably from the lack of blood flow.
Tonguing one nipple, I pinched the other, right over the top of the clamp, jamming the teeth further into her.
She cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain and threw her head back hard, jerking the head strap of the swing.
"This one's special," I told her. "I had it made just for girls like us. It's a bit stronger than the original."I winked and grinned.
She thrashed wildly, for the first time truly straining against her bonds. A wicked smirk spread slowly across her face when she finally conceded defeat. "I guess I'm yours then. What're you gonna do with me?"She raised her chin, issuing a direct challenge.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"I flicked my fingertip against one of her nipples and she flinched at the impact. I circled the tip of her abused flesh, rubbing my finger over her again and again.
Her hips rolled to the rhythm of my finger. The vibrating bases of the clamps rolled off her ribcage as she moved, pulling on her nipples. The chain between the bases pulled taut against the weight of the clamps and her tits.
I closed my mouth over one clamp and let the vibrations of the toy move my mouth over her. I sucked and rolled her nipple in my mouth, twisting the clamp with my tongue.
"I need something in my pussy," she moaned. "Fuck."Her voice was rough and low, almost a growl. "Now!I'm so close."Her hips rocked uselessly with nothing for friction.
"Not happening."I yanked on the chain resting on her ribcage, watched the teeth pull on her nipples, making the clamps stretch and pinch.
She howled and moaned, finally screaming when the teeth pulled straight off her nipple.
I smelled her orgasm, the pheromones pushing me to feed. I bit down, my teeth tearing through her flesh as I drank her in, her orgasm sweetening her blood. I pulled, suckling her while she thrashed in ecstasy.
I licked the wound, sealing it closed.
She panted, recovering from her second orgasm.
"I think you've got another one in you."I met her heated gaze, "But this time it's my turn. That stuff can wait."I nodded toward the dildo and the butt plug. I loosened the head strap so she could lay her head back. When I lowered the whole contraption, she looked at me quizzically.
As I crawled up her body, she seemed to grasp the concept, lifting her head and nuzzling into my crotch. I rested my knees on the shoulder straps, straddling her face, and hooked my elbows around the straps supporting the butt pad. I leaned in and went to work on her cat just as her tongue found its way into my slit.
I moaned, letting the vibrations from my throat work on her pussy. Apparently, she liked it because she did the same, moaning and groaning while lapping at my core.
Watching her come twice had me so worked up. I wouldn't last much longer.
She wrapped her arms around my thighs and pulled me open, blowing lightly across me, her hot breath making my knees shake in anticipation.
"Put your mouth back on my pussy or I'm going to leave you here for the customers."
She laughed throatily and slipped a finger inside me, curving it just so, pumping it in and out of me. She clamped her mouth down on my clit and sucked hard, pressing her tongue against my bundle of nerves while she fucked me with her finger.
All the coiled energy in me exploded as I came undone a second later, massive spasms of pleasure wracking my body, my knees clenched together, holding her captive between my thighs, her finger trapped in my pussy.
Her teeth sank into my thigh and she drank deeply, sealing the blood bond. When I could think clearly, I focused my attention on her again, angling my finger inside her to find that little smooth spot. Her thighs shook.
Her clit had to have been sensitive to the extreme after what I'd put her through. I bit down on it lightly and tugged, scraping my teeth across her.
She came and bucked hard enough to knock my right knee off the shoulder strap.
I straddled her face as I finger fucked her, her inner muscles clenching and grabbing my finger.
She fell apart completely, hanging spent in the swing.
I dismounted, pulled the ropes and adjusted the straps so she could sit upright, then I unhooked her.
She stumbled free and collapsed to the floor in a weakkneed pile. She panted for a minute before looking up at me wide-eyed. Her chest heaved wildly as she sucked in mouthfuls of useless air.
"Come upstairs with me?"
She rubbed the back of her hand across her weary eyes.
"I've got a place up there. We could shower, get something to eat and climb into bed."
She didn't answer immediately and for a panicked moment, I thought she would say no.
"Can we sleep for a decade or two?"She sagged visibly.
"Maybe three."I cocked an eyebrow, my silent challenge. You really think you can handle it here?
She returned the raised eyebrow, but her posture spoke of defiance. Make me leave, it said. "I've got a bag in the car."
"Just one?You're never leaving my sight again."
"I travel light."I have everything I'll ever need.
CHAPTER 3
Living with another female was the hardest thing I'd ever done. Harder than scaling Everest, harder than surviving for four centuries on my own, harder than the first time I bottomed. Her toothbrush was always on the counter; her socks were on the floor. She's a morning person, I'm a night owl.
For every negative, there were two
positives. I never had to worry about the Blood Sickness again. Sex whenever I wanted it. Someone else to wash the dishes. And she just got me – understood me. We meshed like two halves of a whole. Like Blood Mates.
The combination of my knowledge of sex toys and Edana's marketing skills turned the Toy Chest into the local muststop shop for anything sex related. I extended the shop hours and took on another employee – a first in the history of the Toy Chest.
Kitty was everything Edana and I weren't – happy, bubbly, a people person. She was the unofficial greeter and official cashier. Edana and I stayed in the background, answering questions and chatting with the regulars. I stocked shelves, Edana arranged displays.
Another night dawned and the metal shades rose on their tracks, allowing the wan moonlight into my little shop – our little shop. Half the overhead lights dimmed, filling the shop with mood lighting, rather than the artificial sunlight of day.
The scent of the lube samples filtered through the air and I decided to take a tube of the new coconut upstairs to sample. Kitty's radio blasted '80s hair bands across the store. Edana's fingers flew over the keys of her laptop. I could hear the click-click-click from the other end of the store. The bell above the front door chimed and I paused my shelf-stocking.
"Welcome to the Toy Chest. How can I bring you pleasure?" Kitty's saccharine voice greeted the customer.
I emptied my box of dildos onto the shelf and walked toward the front of the shop. The customer's voice was low, gravely, and I couldn't make out his words.
But I didn't need to; I knew his voice.
And Edana would too. I selfishly hoped she'd stay put and let me deal with him.
As I rounded the last aisle separating us, his eyes landed on me, went wide with fury. "You," his voice hit an unnatural octave. "You're keeping her from me. She needs me, I know she does." Hollows lined the underside of his cheekbones. Dark shadows colored his eyes
He wasn't the first crazy in my shop and he wouldn't be the last, but he was the first crazy who was after my Blood Mate. "Adrian," I kept my voice light. "Been a while since you fed?"
