Scion's Avalon [House of Dracul 2] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by J. Annas Walker

  David followed the blood up to her neck and sucked on the throbbing pulse of her carotid artery. He kept the small hip movements going but applied more pressure, grinding his dick harder against her. Twisting one hand in her hair and holding her head still, he pressed his fangs into her neck, drinking small mouthfuls between needy groans.

  She let go of the sheets to grip a fistful of his hair and brace the other hand on his back. Their souls had been merged when they fully bonded, but if it were possible, she would have merged their bodies into a single being. She wanted to offer more than flesh and blood could give.

  The warm hum in her core purred with satisfaction like a happy kitten and dropped down to the lowest possible point. It radiated pure joy throughout her body. Every touch, every caress between their bodies made the purring more intense. It seemed to be waiting for something. The purring added to her trilling clit and the ripple of her pussy. Together, the effect was a near constant stimulation from the inside. She could only hope the bond shared this intense sensation with David.

  Cassy took her leg off David’s hips and placed them firmly on the bed. She pushed off, flipping him over onto his back. Gently pulling free from his fangs, she sat astride his body.

  She shifted to position herself lower, allowing her to carefully slip his hard rod into her waiting mouth. She swirled her tongue over the round, fleshy cockhead and sucked it into her mouth. Placing it strategically between her fangs, she slowly bobbed up and down the length of his cock. The feel of her lips wrapped around his hard shaft and the taste of his pre-cum intensified her desires. She fondled his balls and gave him head until she could not longer take the anticipation. She had to have him inside of her. She quickly shifted her body to be on her knees with his hips between them again.

  His eyes smoldered as he looked up at her. He placed his hands on her hips, encouraging her to lift her body. Then, he positioned his cock beneath her, allowing her to sink the full length of him into her hot, wet opening. His eyes rolled up, and a look of ecstasy came over his face.

  Cassy enjoyed watching him as she settled herself into a comfortable position. The desperation to be filled with him relaxed. She savored the way his cock felt as it parted her soft flesh. His balls pressed against her ass as he reached fullest limits. She shifted her hips. Once the right pressure was applied in all the best spots, she began rocking her weight back and forth. Riding him, she lost herself to the moment.

  The outside world no longer existed. Time was irrelevant. They were the only two creatures alive. Nothing else mattered except their love.

  She pulled his hands free of her hips and laced her fingers with his. Using his hands for more support, she added more up-and-down movement to the rocking motion. She rode his cock as if he were a saddled steed. She leaned forward slightly, balancing more on his hands. Her pace quickened. Her pussy quivered with anticipation. She felt his cock throbbing inside her and knew he was close to release.

  The bond layered their skin with golden translucent energy. Emotions ebbed and flowed from one body to the other, allowing them to share in each other’s pleasure. For a moment, she felt there was no end or beginning for them. They were a single being dancing its way through perfection.

  The warm purring hum became more pronounced the closer they came to orgasm. The warmth became red heat, the hum a vibration pulsing in time with their heartbeat.

  She did not slow her pace. Her thighs pressed in, gripping his body and giving her more leverage. Her pussy begged for more, for release. She stepped up the pace. Her breasts bounced harder, but she did not care.

  David squeezed her hands tighter, almost to the point of being painful. His back arched slightly as his cock bean to spasm. A deep, throaty groan escaped him when he came.

  Cassy felt his thick, creamy juices fill her pussy. It was enough to send her over the edge. The quivering in her pussy shifted to pulsating waves of passion. She came, crying out with the intensity of her orgasm. Still, she rode him.

  The vibrating, red heat in her core turned to white-hot fire, rushing through her. She thought she would burn with the release of so much energy, but the heat had emotion, unbridled love. She was being consumed by their love. The room became much too bright as the gold layer of energy reacted to the new magic.

  David pulled her down, stopping her movements and holding her to him. “I’ve got you. Give in to it, Cassy. Give the magic what it wants,” he told her.

  She thought a single word, the only word she could manage.

  Yes!

  The magic rushed to a single point low in her abdomen. The white-hot fire turned to a tiny blue-white flame as the energy collected. Once the collection seemed to be complete, the flame cooled slowly back to the warm purr.

  “I love you,” David whispered as he rolled her to one side and cuddled her close.

  “I love you, too,” she replied.

  A soft, silvered glow rode their skin as the bond’s energy relaxed and reabsorbed into them. The waves of pleasure and the flow of emotions remained. Their hearts still beat in time. Lub-dub. Lub-dub. But a tiny flutter of another heart thrummed like background noise.

  David kissed Cassy gently. “Thank you,” he whispered against her lips.

  “For what?” she asked.

  “For coming back. For breaking the spell. For loving me enough to give into the magic. For everything,” he said, giving her a quick kiss between each reason.

  “You make that sound like I could ever stay away,” she teased.

  “Isn’t Avalon supposed to be this beautiful, perfect place? Weren’t you tempted in the slightest?”

  She smiled and nestled against him even more. The warm humming purr liked the closeness. The purr? No. she would have to think of it as a baby from now on, their baby. She laid one hand on top of the source of the hum.

  David shifted to lay his hand over hers.

  Cassy felt the sunrise, at long last. Her powers drained away, and she settled in for the day, glad to be back in her own bed with the man she loved.

  “No. I wasn’t tempted. I already have my Avalon here with you,” she said.

  The three of them slept.

  Epilogue

  Erica sat in her mother’s lap happily draining a bottle of pink, blood-tinged milk. She stopped long enough to grin at Cassy from across the breakfast table. Tiny, pointed fangs peaked out of her gums mixed in with the other growing teeth.

  “I thought Father had a knack for torture, but the elves have him beat! If I hadn’t been so angry, I would have been repulsed,” Liz said. She took a bite of blood sausage and checked on Erica’s progress with the bottle.

  Mills came in late and sat down beside Liz. A plate of eggs and bacon drifted down in front of him. His coffee cup filled itself. He smiled down at it as if it were the only thing in the world worth having. He took a sip and looked up.

  “Evening! I see you two have finished rocking the whole house,” he teased. “I didn’t think I was ever going to get to sleep last night. That was some ride!”

  Cassy looked down at her plate embarrassed. She and David had made love most of the night. Unfortunately, that included raising enough energy to disturb the magical barriers around the house and emitting a shock-wave-like pulse as she conceived.

  David took her hand under the table and gave it a light, reassuring squeeze. He cleared his throat. “All right, Mills, leave my wife alone,” he said with a sly smile.

  Vlad came in escorting the elf king and queen. He offered them the head place at the table with a hand gesture. Before taking his seat, he kissed Cassy on top of the head and gave David a pat on the back.

  “Good evening, Cassandra. David,” he greeted them. He gave them a knowing smile. As he sat, he gave Cassy an approving nod. He was in a very good mood.

  Plates presented themselves to the newcomers. The goblets and mugs by each plate filled. Flatware appeared out of nowhere.

  “How was your ride?” David asked.

  Cassy was grateful David
had started the conversation, steering it away from them. She was embarrassed enough with Liz and Mills knowing. To have her father know was mortifying.

  “Excellent! The entire rebellion vas routed in one night!” His excitement rolled off him like a wave.

  “Thank you again for allowing us to join the vild hunt. I am glad your son and his family vere found alive,” Vlad said to Ronan and Mab.

  They nodded in appreciation of his acknowledgement.

  “Father? What happened to Max?” Cassy knew her father did not want to talk about Max’s betrayal, but she wanted to know what became of her brother.

  Ronan chimed in with the answer. “Maximilian will be spending time as a guest of the Unseelie court under the rule of my brother, Madoc. Since he is fond of intrigue and treachery, he will feel quite at home there for the next few hundred years.”

  “Are Gavin and Leah alright?” Cassy asked.

  “They are healing well. The babe seems to have suffered no harm. The good Ladies are with her now. Josephine abused Gavin and drained Leah to keep her powers in check, but she did not attempt to kill them. Gavin’s death would have alerted us instantly when his spirit crossed over,” he replied.

  “Why not kill Leah? If she was afraid the baby could have been turned, wouldn’t it have made sense to do away with the threat?”

  “Leah did her best to stick to the mantra of harm none. That included Josephine. However, an attempt on her life would have negated the restriction. She protected the child when she had need, but she is a woman of great faith in the rule of three. To kill without needing to in self-defense brought too much bad karma, in Leah’s opinion. Josephine made sure not to cross the line and force her hand,” Mab said.

  She smiled. Her mouth gave the expression a cruel curl, making the smile sinister. “However, I do not suffer such restrictions. Josephine will never be a bother again.”

  From a pouch tied around her waist, Mab pulled out something small and flung it like dice. Two fangs rolled and bounced their way down the table, landing in front of David. Out of Mab’s magical influence, they turned to ash.

  “What happened to Alena, Martina, and Nadia?” David asked.

  “Alena’s husband turned out to be one of Josephine’s spies. He alerted her to the ladies vhereabouts. Alena is a heartbroken vidow. She loved her worthless husband very much. He did not deserve her. I sent her to an abbey, the one she loved to pray in as a child. The good Sisters agreed to allow her to stay for as long as she would like. A servant accompanied her to help care for her needs.

  “Martina’s husband was not in on the rebellion. Apparently, he vas too square, even for Josephine. His house fell into a state of upheaval without Martina’s presence. They are more afraid of her than of him. She is a strong voman and vill have them all back in line soon,” Vlad said with a delighted chuckle.

  “You didn’t tell us about Nadia, Father,” Cassy prompted.

  “She came back and told us she no longer vished to be in a loveless marriage to a man who neglected her. Given the other problems on my plate, I granted her leave to take back her dowry and go somewhere to gather her thoughts. I believe she chose the Carpathian Mountains,” he said approvingly. “It makes no difference now. Her husband arranged Josephine’s finances and is no longer with us. His bother will take over his holdings, and Nadia will remain a free woman.”

  “Well, I think I have to get to the office,” Mills said, pushing back from the table. His half-eaten plate floated gently to a bin of other used dishes. “David, I think you might want to spend the evening with the missus. I’ll expect you back at work later tonight. Say, after midnight?”

  “See you then,” David agreed.

  “Oh, I think I’ll go with you, Mills. That is, if you don’t mind the company,” Liz said, suddenly standing.

  Erica still held her empty bottle but yawned. Her little, white fangs caught the light. She had not yet learned to retract them.

  “Great! Put Erica down for her nap and meet me there,” Mills said with a wink. He strolled out of the room whistling a happy tune.

  Liz excused herself and left.

  “Vell, I hope they are happy. She deserves it after all these years,” Vlad said.

  “How long has this been going on?” David sounded surprised.

  “Oh, to hear them tell it, just recently. But I’m not so old as to be blind. I vould say three months or so,” Vlad said, sounding like an indulgent parent.

  “Our hunt is complete. It is time Titania and her Oberon return home,” Mab said with an air of finality.

  “Yes, my Queen,” Ronan replied with one hand over his heart and bowed in Mab’s direction.

  They joined hands and stood together. Without uttering a word, they turned to leave. Cassy, David, and Vlad followed them outside. The couple stopped long enough for Ronan to turn around, lay one hand on Cassy’s cheek, and whisper something in Gaelic. He rejoined Mab, and as they walked, they faded into nothingness.

  “I wonder what that was about,” David said.

  “It vas a blessing. May you live as long as you vant and never vant as long as you live. And I second that vish,” Vlad said. He kissed Cassy’s cheek. “I have to go home now, but I expect to be back before the blessed event.”

  He turned to David. “I once said you had befouled a great house. If I could have, I vould have killed you on sight for the ruination of my most precious treasure. I am a man of honor, despite vhat you may hear, and I admit vhen I am wrong. You did me a great service when you return Elisabeta and Erica safely to me. You have made a good protector for my daughter. It seems you have helped to further my line, giving me hope that there will be generations to come. I did not see this potential vhen I vished you ill,” Vlad said.

  A sleek, black limo pulled up as if summoned. The back door opened. Vlad disappeared into the dark interior. The limo pulled away.

  “Was that an apology for wanting to impale me?” David whispered to Cassy and stared after the limo.

  “Not really, but coming from him, it’s the closest thing you’re going to get,” Cassy said with a sigh.

  The car disappeared down the tree-lined drive. Cassy and David were alone.

  “Good, I thought they would never leave,” David said. He took her in his arms and kissed her on the lips. He held her, affectionately looking down at her. “It’s just now nine. I don’t have to be at work until midnight, and you have the night off. What are we going to do?”

  Cassy giggled. “I think we should go to our room and create our own personal Avalon.”

  “The cleaning staff is in there repairing the damage we did to the place. I don’t think I want to wait that long,” David said.

  He scooped her into his arms and headed to the greenhouse. Fresh soil and peat scented the warm, humid air. He laid her on a bed of ferns and moss next to the collection of rare orchids in full bloom.

  He slid his hands up her loose, black skirt, pushing it to her waist and exposing her neatly trimmed bush. He trailed two fingers along the length of her slit, slipping them into her wet opening. He used no pressure to finger her pussy.

  “So wet already,” he observed.

  “You have that effect on me,” she replied with a girlish giggle.

  Cassy tugged her white shirt free from her waistband. Slowly, she slipped each button through its hole and opened her shirt. She left it on but undid the front clasp to the lace-cupped bra she wore beneath.

  She caressed her hands over her breasts. Her nipples responded by hardening into tight, rosy pebbles. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the humid air as she enjoyed David’s gentle touch.

  She smelled the usual green house scents, but tonight there was something more, the heady aroma of lust and man. The combination overwhelmed her. Her fangs dropped into place, and she looked up to see David’s had extended, too.

  He pulled his fingers from her body and licked them. A deep hum issued from his throat. Dropping down between her thighs, he lapped at her folds, humming his mo
ans of satisfaction. Using his thumb, he rolled her clit in small circles.

  Cassy felt her nectar flow from her pussy. Ripples of pleasure crawled along her skin. A faint silver glow rippled with it, covering her and David as the magical bond reacted.

  David reached down and freed his cock from his pants. He came up for air long enough to strip his black work polo from his torso. Resuming his task of tasting Cassy’s juices, he stroked his cock until it was rock hard in his hand.

  Cassy loved watching him handle himself. She gave her nipples a sharp squeeze and parted her legs as wide as she could. It had the desired effect, a wash of juices flooded David’s mouth.

  David seemed to enjoy drinking her down. He sat up on his knees. He tossed back his head and gave a guttural groan. With no warning, the full length of his cock bored its way into her moist slit. He stopped short of putting the usual amount of pressure behind the thrust.

  She gasped with surprise. Her pussy clamped down tight on his shaft. The magic flashed from the cooler silver to warm gold in an instant.

  David did not seem to notice. He leaned over her and started pumping in and out of her body. He appeared to be making an effort to not fill her to her limits as he stroked.

  His bare chest brushed her nipples with the rocking motion of their bodies. The tight pebbles became peaked mounds. His bare shoulder and neck tempted her. The thrumming carotid artery pulsed inches away. The lusts blended into a continuous stimulation.

  As David came, filling her with his creamy cum, Cassy’s own orgasm rocked her body. Vaguely aware of her actions, she struck, sinking her fangs into his neck. Blood gushed into her mouth. She almost choked but managed to swallow it all. Another good pull provided enough of the red elixir to bring her back to her senses.

  David held still, allowing her to finish. As she let go, he pulled his cock from her body and rolled to one side. Fern fronds and orchids fell around him. He gave her a fanged smile.