Images of the little blonde waif from over the road filled his mind, conflicting with the red hair of the woman sucking his cock. He wanted Arissa but he couldn’t have her, and now she was fucking with his blow job. He needed to push her from his mind and focus on the warm wet mouth that was wrapped around him right now. Frantically he tried to focus on the woman on her knees before him but that only made it worse. He was going to lose his fucking hard on at this rate.
Jamming his eyes shut to close out the sight of Summer sucking on his cock with all the enthusiasm of a Dyson vacuum cleaner, he concentrated on the images in his mind of Arissa’s blonde hair and those stunning blue eyes. He pictured himself kissing her, touching her, and with a loud guttural cry he exploded, and found himself dragged from his thoughts of the girl from over the road, by the sounds of the woman at his feet gagging on him as he shoved himself deep into her mouth, slamming into the back of her throat.
“Fuck.” He pulled back and slipped out of her mouth as his cum began to dribble past her lips. At the sight of it, his fangs descended and Lucian reached down, hauling Summer up to him and buried them in her neck. Briefly he released her, spun her, ramming her body into the wall, hearing the air leave her with a loud whoosh. Hungrily he began to suck her warm blood into his mouth as he thrust up burying his still rigid cock in her, groaning at the feel of her tight warmth.
She cried out and when he began to thrust hard into her, slamming her body against the wall over and over again, he heard her scream, her muscles gripping him as she came, her juices flowing around his cock.
As Lucian lowered Summer to the floor and pulled free of her body, he released her and she sank to the carpet by his feet, totally spent. He smiled as he watched her. It was always the same with the women. He fucked them until they couldn’t stand but sadly that occurred before he was finished with them.
The sounds of gasps and grunts nearby drew his attention and Lucian turned to watch as Damien slammed hard into Meagan’s ass. He had her bent over one of the lounge chairs, an arm curled around her to hold her to him, and the other one was under her, between her legs, working a couple of fingers over her clit.
He bent down sinking his fangs into her shoulder and she screamed, her whole body convulsing under him as she came. Lucian watched his blood brother thrust a couple more times and then stiffen, his back arched, hips hard up against Meagan’s ass before he threw his head back growling as he reached his own release.
Lucian felt his already hard cock get even harder in reaction and he moved over to Damien who met his eyes and nodded. He stepped in front of Meagan who was still bent over the arm of the chair and he thrust his shaft in her face. She opened up and he pushed inside past her teeth, feeling her lips close around him, sucking on him.
While she sucked on him, Damien started thrusting into her again forcing a groan from her. The vibration went through Lucian’s cock and he hissed in reaction to it, surging forward, deeper into her mouth. The brothers settled into a rhythm, both thrusting into her. her body swaying back and forth between the two of them. Summer recovered and came over to them her hands cupping her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she watched.
Lucian reached out and dragged her closer, slipping a hand between her legs, pushing through her soaked folds until he could bury a couple of fingers inside her. As he worked them in and out of her, his thumb flicking over her clit, he lowered his head and covered her lips with his, closing his eyes so he could pretend she was the object of his desire from across the road.
He could feel the pressure building in his balls as his release drew nearer but he fought it off, concentrating on Summer’s lips, teasing them, nibbling along them, while his fingers caressed her.
She pulled her lips from him, gasping and moaning, her body shaking. Lucian dropped his head against her neck and lowered his fangs before biting into her, immediately causing her to orgasm, her cunt clenching and pulsing around his fingers, her juices flowing over his hand.
Just moments later Meagan cried out, nearly losing her hold on Lucian’s cock in her mouth as she orgasmed but he grabbed a fistful of her hair and held her steady while he thrust into her, feeling the head of his cock graze the back of her throat. When she sucked on him hard, tugging on his piercings, that tipped him over the edge and he started to come, his body shuddering and shaking as he pumped his release into her mouth. Just as he started to recover from his climax, Damien suddenly shouted out and his hips jerked violently as he came.
Lucian stepped back from the women and moved to the bed to lie down, staring at his image in the mirrors above his head. He could see the light shining on his piercings as his cock now rested on his stomach, softening finally.
The mattress shifted and he watched through the mirror as Summer climbed onto the bed by his side. She studied his face for a while, saying nothing, but other than a quick glance over at her, he continued to stare at their reflections.
Finally she shifted closer to him, one hand coming out to lay over his chest, her fingers running through the light spattering of hair he had there. “So is it true? You’re a vampire?” She reached up and touched the puncture wounds in her neck. “You bit me and drank my blood didn’t you?” She pressed her palm over his heart. “I don’t feel a heartbeat. Holy fuck, it’s true isn’t it?” She lifted a hand, suddenly fascinated by the tattoo on his neck. “What’s that tattoo? It looks like a barcode that grocery items have on them. Do you lot have to be scanned or something?” She asked.
Lucian sighed. Ok, so him and Damien being vampire didn’t appear to have these two running for the door screaming, but that didn’t mean that this one wasn’t starting to bore him now. She wouldn’t shut up with the endless fucking questions. “The tattoo allows us to walk in the daylight, and no we don’t need fucking scanning. You ask too many damned questions. Now get on me, shut the fuck up and ride my cock.”
“Are you always such a bossy bastard?” She asked and reluctantly he grinned at her.
“Only when I want to fuck, and I want to fuck so do as I ask, and get me balls deep in that hot little cunt of yours right now, there’s a good girl.” He tugged on her arm and watched her through narrowed eyes as she straddled him. She curled a hand around his cock and slowly lowered herself on him, gasping as each piercing disappeared inside.
Lucian watched himself being absorbed by her hot little pussy and once she finally settled on him, he growled, his fingers digging into her hips, indicating he wanted her to move.
As she settled into a rhythm, rising and lowering on his rigid shaft, he watched Damien approach, his cock standing hard and slapping lightly against his stomach with every step.
He bent over Summer’s shoulder and whispered in her ear, his words making her gasp and moan, before reaching into a drawer by the bed, pulling out a tube of lube which he began to pour generously over her tightly puckered hole. Once she was glistening with lube, he crouched behind her, one hand braced on her back to push her forward onto Lucian’s chest as he began to ease his way into her ass.
When Lucian felt the added pressure on his cock of Damien’s making its way into Summer’s ass, he growled, his excitement rising causing him to buck up.
Meagan came over to join them, crawling onto the bed and Lucian beckoned for her to straddle his face. She eagerly complied and his nostrils flared when the smell of her cunt reached him, mixed with the smell of his blood brother’s cum that filled her ass.
She lowered herself over him, and his tongue began to lap at her folds, pushing into her, licking and sucking at her before closing his lips around her clit, flicking his tongue against the hard little nub.
Both Lucian and Damien settled into a rhythm that was every bit as familiar as it seemed. This was not the first time they’d fucked a woman at the same time and it probably wouldn’t be the last. They often indulged in threesomes, foursomes and occasionally even more. Of course when their sire had been single, they had enjoyed many group sessions with him but Fabian had become boring n
ow; committed to one woman only and almost disgustingly domesticated with a son.
Fabian and Sirene’s son was now an adult though, after an incident one night outside the club. Some men had shot at them, hitting Adrian and the only way they could save their infant son, was to turn him adult, then make him a vampire. He wasn’t just vampire though, he was also a warlock.
Still, their sire might not have an infant child dependant on them all the time, but he was still a one woman man, much to their disgust. Without him to join in anymore, they hadn’t had any group sex parties in a while.
Lucian allowed his mind to wander as he fucked Summer and used his well-developed talents to bring Meagan closer to her orgasm. It helped to keep him under control as he wanted to ward off his own release for as long as possible.
He could hear Summer moaning and gasping, Meagan was beginning to writhe on his face and with a loud cry, she ground down on him suddenly, the flood of her juices wetting his lips and skin. Lucian lapped at her before growling and sinking his fangs into her inner thigh, which triggered another orgasm from her, soaking him in her release yet again.
He only just pulled his fangs from her thigh before she collapsed alongside of him, the sounds of her heavy breathing filling the room. A loud cry from Summer drew his focus back to her and he felt her muscles clenching down hard on both him and Damien testing their control.
Damien roared, his fangs descending before he bit down on her shoulder which made her scream and buck over Lucian, her cunt like a hot little vice around his cock. It was too much for him, and with his eyes jammed tightly shut, an image of Arissa in his mind, he exploded, swearing and thrusting into Summer as he ground out every drop of his release.
Before his cock softened, he felt the jerk through her inner wall from Damien and the rhythmic pumping of his release into her ass. When he was finally spent he pulled out, flopping down on the bed and Lucian lifted Summer off the last of his dying hard on letting her fall to the sheets by his side.
They all lay there for a while, the vampires’ silent as they listened to the heavy breathing of the women finally slow to normal.
Damien was the first to sit up. “Come on girls, time to go home. We need to sleep.” He said as he climbed off the bed and began to dress.
Lucian sprang up from the bed too, quickly dressing. He was just as keen as his blood brother to get the women out of their home and out of their lives. They’d served their purpose so time to get them out.
The women were a little slower to start dressing but finally once they were all ready, they left the communal bedroom and headed towards the front door. As they opened the door ready to leave the house, they passed Adrian, Fabian and Sirene’s son just coming home. When the girls saw him, they gasped. Lucian felt a small stab of jealousy at their reaction. Why did he have to be such a good looking fucker? The women adored him and nearly fell all over themselves trying to get to him, but he was not like the rest of them. He never got involved in group sex; in fact Lucian didn’t know where Adrian was going for it. He was disgustingly private about what or who he was doing.
They acknowledged him with a nod of their heads, ushering the awestruck women from the house and out to the car.
“Fuck, was he another one of you lot?” Meagan asked.
“By us lot as you so eloquently put it, I presume you’re asking if he is vampire too? Well, yes he is, but Adrian is much more and he keeps himself distanced from women. You would do well not to look at him as a potential evening of fun. He will not be interested.”
“He’s gay is he?”
Lucian chuckled quietly. “No he’s not gay, well, I don’t think he is anyway. He just keeps to himself more than the rest of us. Now shut up, get in the car and let’s get you ladies home.”
They helped them into the car and as they backed out of the driveway and paused in the road for a moment before Damien put the car into drive, Lucian looked over to Mrs Appleby’s home where the woman who had featured in part of tonight’s sexual activities lived. Well she had featured in his imagination anyway; the beautifully fragile Arissa who plagued his thoughts and fantasies. He wondered what she was doing now. She’d be sleeping of course, but he allowed his mind to indulge the fantasy of letting himself into her room, looking down on her as she slept, before slowly waking her with his lips and hands, gradually working her up to a level of sexual need and desire that would have her begging him to fuck her.
Just thinking about it made him hard again and he cursed her for having this effect on him. As Damien started driving the girls towards home, Lucian grabbed Summer’s hand and pushed it down over his cock. Her eyes lit up as she unzipped him, reaching into his jeans to pull him free. She didn’t hesitate, immediately closing her lips around him, sucking hard, working him quickly to his release.
As he watched her bob up and down over him, he finally dropped his head back on the headrest of the seat, closing his eyes; letting images of Arissa fill his mind.
When he finally came in the mouth of Summer, he felt her swallowing until he’d finished coming. She sat up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as he tucked his cock back into his jeans, doing up the zip again.
Everyone remained silent for the rest of the drive until they pulled up at the house the girls shared. Before Damien and Lucian bid them goodnight, they bit into themselves enough to bleed so they could feed some of their blood to the girls which would heal the puncture wounds on their necks and remove any traces that they had ever done anything to them. They couldn’t do much about the cum inside them but Summer and Meagan had been drunk, they would probably think they’d done something while intoxicated and by morning had no memory of it.
Well, they were kind of right about that. The girls would have no memory of their time spent with them. They wouldn’t remember they’d met two vampires, they wouldn’t know vampires existed. That was the way it had to be, to keep their identities a secret from the humans. Of course both their sire and Dominick had broken those rules but they were in love with their women who had been human at the time, neither he nor Damien had ever loved anyone and they had no desire to be stuck with clingy, needy women now. Sometimes being vampire certainly had its benefits.
Once they’d escorted the girls inside, altering their memories, leaving them looking a little like deer caught in the headlights, they headed for home. The girls would be fine; they’d wake in the morning with no memory of what had taken place. It was a handy talent to have, wiping the slate clean so to speak, leaving women who simply had no memory of ever knowing them. It certainly saved them having to deal with clingy girls or ones who were like the Town Crier, telling everyone what they were.
It was just getting that grey pre-dawn look to the sky when Damien pulled up in the driveway of their sire’s home. When they were inside, they parted company, both ready for some sleep in the peace and quiet of their own rooms. Some thought that they were both bisexual since they enjoyed group sex but although they were comfortable performing sexually in front of one another, neither had any desire to fuck each other. They were not gay, just sexually permissive, they preferred to call it.
When Lucian stepped into the peace and sanctuary of his own bedroom, he stripped out of his clothes and walked straight in to shower, washing all traces of the women from his body and once he’d dried himself, he collapsed into bed, suddenly weary. As he began to drift off to sleep, his mind filled with images of the blonde haired, blue eyed beauty from over the road again. Damn her, he wasn’t going to wait much longer to have her. If it meant bending her mind to his will then so be it. He wanted her, he needed her and nothing was going to appease him until he was finally buried deep in that hot, tight little cunt of hers. The fact that he suspected she would be a virgin only excited him more and fuelled his desire for her. As sleep finally claimed him and his fantasies took over his body, he convulsed, unable to control his physical reaction in sleep and without him being aware, except in his dreams, his release pumped out over his sheets. A
release born by his desire for the woman across the road who had no idea how much she tempted him.
Chapter Four
Arissa
I was settling into life with Daisy, caring for her and her little dog Milo and loving it. For the first time in my life I felt safe, happy and content but underneath it all, a shadow loomed and at times I felt the nerves starting to set in. It had been three weeks and I knew that Daisy’s broken leg could be healed in as little as another three or four weeks and then I didn’t know what would happen to me.
I knew I’d have to find somewhere to live and another job, but the idea of leaving this home where I felt safe scared me. This was like a sanctuary for me even allowing for the fact that I’d run into the man from over the road nearly every evening for the last two weeks. I was beginning to think he was doing it deliberately, finding a reason to leave the house when he knew I’d be out walking Milo.
Against my better judgement he was starting to arouse my curiosity. He was beautiful to look at, so tall, with his shiny over long black/brown hair, eyes like dark chocolate that drew me in and made it hard to look away and those lips. God they were so pretty and full, too full to be on a man. His voice was deep and smooth and for some reason it made me shiver when he spoke my name. He had a trace of an accent and something about the way he said Arissa sounded so sexy when rolling off his lips.
Of course when I thought he was sexy I immediately berated myself. That was very wrong of me. Father would be furious if he knew. Thinking about a man that wasn’t him would be enough to earn me a beating, but to think he was sexy would result in me being whipped until my body was like a tragic art piece, depicting every moment of his rage in a series of welts over my body. Still, despite knowing it was wrong, I couldn’t stop thinking about him and the longer I stayed in Daisy’s home and the more books she gave me to read, the more I thought of him.
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