by Zara Novak
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As soon as they were back to the room, Claire practically jumped on Eric. He welcomed her touch, his lips pushing back against her eagerly. He brought his hands around the curves of her waist, pulling her body against his.
“You’re certainly full of energy.” Eric said, looking at Claire with his eyes sparkling. “What’s gotten into you?”
She sunk her teeth into her lip, contemplating his question.
“You. Watching you defend me like that, out in the castle it was…”
“Scary?”
“Fucking hot.”
Eric let out a laugh at her admission. Claire had been bashful when she first arrived, feeling like a silly school girl whenever she admitted the affect he had on her. She didn’t care anymore though. She wanted him to know.
She looked up at Eric, the want for him easily visible in her eyes. Upon seeing her lust, the smile quickly fell from Eric’s face.
“How long do I have to wait until I get what I want?” Claire closed the distance between Eric and herself, pushing her crotch against his through the fabric of their clothes. Eric swallowed at something in his throat. He squeezed his hands at the flesh of her ass, crushing her body against his.
“And what is it you want?” He said, drawing his lips down her neck.
Claire let out a gasp of pleasure at the hotness of his breath.
“I want you down there. You won’t fuck my… my pussy yet.” She practically whispered the word, which felt so dirty to her. “So please. I’m begging you. Take me in the other place, until we can have sex. I need to feel you inside of me.”
She felt something stir in his trousers, pressing against her stomach like a hot iron. Eric took Claire by the hand and pulled her into the bathroom.
“Come.” He said quickly, shutting the door behind them. He turned the jets on in the tub, filling the tiled basin with hot water.
“What are you doing?” Claire giggled as Eric practically tore the clothes from off her body.
“Bathing with you the other day is probably one of the hottest things I’ve ever done.”
Claire almost felt herself blushing at his comment. He moved around her, undressing her with a surprising swiftness. His lips kissed her body as he unclasped her bra. His fingertips brushed over her skin as he tucked his thumbs into her panties and rolled them down her thighs.
Before Claire knew it, he was naked too, and they stood as the jets ran, standing naked against one another, kissing passionately.
“Look.” Eric turned Claire around and stood with her in the mirror. Claire covered herself instantly at the sight of her body. Next to Eric she was unsightly.
“Stop that.” He grabbed her hands and stopped her from covering herself.
“But I’m so round.” Claire protested. “I look like a sack of dough compared to you. You’re a living Adonis.”
Eric stepped to the side so he was standing in front of her. He pressed a finger against her lips, while his other hand smoothed over her buttocks.
“What did I tell you about criticizing yourself? If you carry on disobeying me, I might have to punish you…”
Claire laughed as Eric sank to his knees. He left a trail of kisses down her body as he did so. She was about to come back with a snarky response when she felt his mouth pressing against her cunt.
“Well I - ah!”
The pleasure took Claire by surprise, and her whole body lurched in response. She threaded her fingers through his dark hair, holding him against her as his tongue pushed between her wet folds.
“Oh Eric…” Claire moaned, running a hand up her body to squeeze her breast. “Please fuck me. I need you inside me so bad.” She clenched hard with her need for him. He pulled away for a moment and pushed the tip of his tongue against her wet line, licking upward slowly. The delicacy of the movement made her feel wide with lust.
“Eric, yes, Eric!”
He thrust his tongue inside of her, lapping between her folds lovingly. The sensation was too much for her to bare. Her hips bucked against him, her cunt aching to be pressed harder against his warm and soft mouth. He slipped a hand between her legs from behind, stroking a finger down her ass. He slipped between her checks and rubbed the finger against the tight hole, drawing small circles with the pad of his finger.
She found pleasure in the sensation and dropped her head back. With one hand clutched on his head, and the other on her breast, Claire looked up to the ceiling and closed her eyes as she moaned.
“Fuck, yes!”
His tongue flicked wildly across her bud, causing the warmth inside her to multiply until she could bare it no longer. He moved his finger from her ass to her pussy, brushed it up and down the line of her cunt, gathering her juices on his digit. He moved it back to her ass and pushed up, applying pressure to her hole.
Claire’s hips bucked at the dual sensation of his tongue on her clit, and his finger on her ass. She steeled her heels against the tile floor, feeling the urge to lower herself down onto him. She felt him push against her hole, and his finger slipped inside of her, all the way up to his knuckle. She gasped at the sensation, finding the alien sensation utterly divine. She clenched around him, rocking her hips back and forth. Her fingers scrunched through his hair, his tongue lapped up and down against the line of her cunt.
She came, and she came hard.
“Yes, fuck, yes, yes, yes!”
Her eyes scrunched tight as fire exploded across her body, emanating from her core and arcing out in every direction until it filled her completely. She felt herself clenching around his finger, finding even more pleasure in the sensation of being filled there. Her fingers kept him held firmly against her, but she knew even if they weren’t there, he’d stay, lapping at her lovingly until he knew she was done.
She felt lips on her own, and she opened her eyes to see Eric was kissing her. He had stood up now and had his arms around her again.
“How was that my darling?” He kissed her forehead. She breathed slowly and she breathed deep, the scent of her juice on his lips and in the air.
“I don’t know how you do that to me.” She replied hazily. She felt lust drunk, stupefied by the presence of his affection.
“Come.” He grabbed her by the hand and led her into the tub, which was now full. He turned off the jets and they lowered into the steaming water slowly.
Claire let out a loud sigh of satisfaction as she melted into the contours of the tiled tub. Eric sat across from her with his arms outspread on the rim. He smiled at her knowingly, and straightened his legs so his big toe was grazing her pussy under the water.
After a minute or two Claire finally recovered the ability to speak and think.
“How do you do that?” She said once more, able to think clearly now.
“What?” Eric smirked. “Eat your pussy?”
“Not just that.” Claire blinked hard. “Everything. All of it. You’re so good. It feels so good every time. I never want to stop.”
“That brings comfort to me.” He said. “But we’re only getting started. It’s important that I get your worked up as much as possible, for when we finally fuck. Until then…”
She felt his hands wrap around her legs and pull her across the tub toward him. She opened her legs so she was straddling him. Her pussy pushed against his crotch and she felt that he was hard again. She wanted nothing more than to lift herself up and sink down his shaft slowly, until he bottomed out and filled her completely.
Eric brought his mouth to her nipples and sucked at them, worshiping her breasts with his mouth. Claire let out a gasp of pleasure and her hips bucked involuntarily against his cock. They ground against each other under the water, his hands held firmly around her waist.
“Please.” She moaned between him sucking her nipples. “Please, I need you inside me.”
She felt his cock tense at her words.
“I want to be inside of you darling. But you know the rules. Let us wash. Then we’ll go to the bed.”
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nbsp; They spent another fifteen minutes in the bath like that. Eric lavishing her with affection, which felt more like torture every minute he wasn’t pushing his cock inside of her. He washed her, and Claire washed him in turn. He moved with deliberate slowness, lathering up every inch of her body, taking extra time with her breasts and her ass.
When it was her turn to wash him, she wanted to rush. She wanted nothing more than to get to the bedroom with him, but she found she wanted to take her time. Drawing her soaped up hands over his hard muscle was too exciting to hurry.
By the time they were both done, he took her by the hand and pulled her from the bath. Then they dried each other off, which was really just another excuse for him to place his hands on her body again.
Eric picked Claire up in his arms, and she found herself surprised at his strength, despite him having picked her up before. She wrapped her legs around him and they kissed as he walked her into the bedroom.
Apart from the light in the bathroom, the rest of the room was dark. Eric set Claire down onto the bed slowly, kissing her on the forehead.
“I’ll be right back.”
“Where are you going.” She eyed the outline of his erection in the dimness.
“You want to play don’t you? I need to get my toys.”
She bit her lip in anticipation, a wry smile spreading across her face.
“Okay.”
Eric walked back into the bathroom and she was left alone in the dark on the bed. Claire decided she would have some fun, and make herself ready for him upon his return. She turned around so she was on all fours, spreading her knees so he would have a good vantage of her ass and pussy.
She’d never done anything like this before, she’d never been so open with a man. Before Eric, Claire didn’t think she’d ever have the ability to be so brash with a man, but there was something about him that just brought this out in her. She placed her weight onto her elbows and lowered her face down until it was on the mattress. The cover of the bed grazed her nipples slightly, and she found it nice.
She clenched at the thought of him returning, and heard her wetness in the dark room.
“I’ve got a few for us to begi-”
She heard him stop, and smiled to herself, imagining his face upon seeing her.
“Good lord.” His feet padded across the carpet quietly, and she felt his knees sinking onto the bed. He smoothed his hands over her ass, exploring her hole and her pussy freely now. “What have I done to deserve you?”
“Fuck me Eric.” She whispered through torture breath. “Fuck me. I want you inside of me.”
He said nothing in return. All she heard was the clicking of a cap, a bottle maybe.
“What are you doing?”
“Lube.” He said. “Here.”
Cold wetness dripped onto her, starting from the top of her ass. He squeezed a generous amount onto her, then he set the bottle down and started rubbing the gel across her ass.
“Oh fuck!” Claire’s hands gathered up small mountains of fabric in her palms while Eric massaged the lubricant over her skin. With one hand he pushed his thumb into her hole, submerging it gently. With his other hand he held two fingers out, brushing them up and down her wide pussy. He slipped them in, pulled them out and she heard him tasting her.
“Are you ready?” He whispered.
“Yes.” She moaned. “Please Eric, please!”
She shuffled her knees apart an inch further, and then she felt him press against her, gasping at the first touch.
His cock was hard, and hot, nestling between the muscle of her tight ring like molten rock. He moved slowly and slightly at first, every single sensation causing her to mutter some utterance of pleasure, urging and affirmation.
“Yes, yes!”
A thousand tiny confirmations of her own pleasure, trickling from her mouth as he inched inside of her further. Gasping as she felt her body opening up around his rigid length, the tight muscles of her ass relaxing as his lubricant covered shaft glided inside of her with ease.
Eric tried to remain deathly mute. For him the sound of her body opening around him, and the sound of her pleasured moans was the most erotic thing he’d ever heard. His shaft was halfway inside of her now, sliding in slowly, harder than iron steel.
She felt his fingers twinge around the curves of her hip, and cried as he pulled her back onto his cock.
“Oh baby, fucckk!” Her words were long and protracted, broken apart with shuddering gasps of her own hot breath. A smile was permanently plastered across her face. His fingers gripped tight and he finished pulling inside of her. She felt his wide base bottom out against her flesh and her eyes flushed with black.
“You’re so tight.” He whispered from behind her.
“You’re so big.” She whispered back.
He drew his hips back, and then he pushed them forward, penetrating her properly for the first time. Claire’s eyes screwed shut and her mouth opened, but no sound came. His fingers steeled against her waist and he started sliding back and forth, moving in and out of her with a steady rhythm now.
Her mouth rounded into the shape of a large ‘O’ as he fucked her ass from behind, she heard the air being forced from his nose, relishing every squeeze from his thick finger tips.
“Do you have any idea…” He said as his thrusts became faster and more forceful, “How - fucking - beautiful - you are?”
With each word he dug inside of her deep and long, slipping back out quickly to do it all over again. Claire shuffled her knees apart once more, bringing a hand between her legs, pushing a finger between her folds, massaging her clit as he fucked her asshole.
“Oh baby, oh fuck!”
Stars formed in her vision as she worked herself to a climax. The speed between them had picked up considerably now, and he was gliding in and out of her with ease, practically ramming his body against hers.
The corded muscles of his thighs slapped against her soft flesh, the thick base of his throbbing and veined cock tapped against her ass, his palms either gripped her tight, or smoothed circles on her ass, spanking her every now and then between thrusts.
Claire pushed her tits against the bed, finding pleasure at the friction from the cover. She pushed her ass up, opened her legs and moved her hips back when he moved forward. She wanted it harder, deeper, faster - and he gave it.
She pushed her fingers inside of herself as his rhythm crested, his body slamming against her with quick and sharp thrusts.
“Oh baby!” She gasped. Her words were hardly words now, just breath trying to form the shape of vague sounds. With each thrust of his hips he caused a trickle of worship to escape from her lips.
“I’m coming.” He whispered between hot breaths. “I’m coming, I’m coming.”
“Yes,” Claire begged, “Yes, yes!”
Her own orgasm came too, and she held her palm against her cunt, her clit throbbing as her pleasure exploded across her body. She felt his fingers squeeze into the fleshy curves of her hips and he yanked her back, pulling her all the way onto his length, burying his cock inside of her as deep as he could.
Her eyes bulged as she felt him erupt deep inside of her ass, his cock firing dozens of thick ropes up and into her cavity.
“Yes!” She cried. “Yes, yes, yes!”
She pushed herself back, urging for him to be deeper, urging for him to already fill the space that was completely full. He squeezed hard, more ropes of molten love squeezing from his head and coating her pink walls, until he had filled her almost completely.
The world melted away for Claire, and there was no other sensation than the feeling of him inside of her, filling her space completely. He stayed inside of her until he was completely done, and only then did he break away, falling into a heap on the bed beside her.
They lay in the dark together for the longest time, staring up at the ceiling, chests heaving as they regained their composure, sweat pouring from their bodies. Claire lay on her back looking up into the darkness, her forearm
crossed over her head. The finger tips of his right hand were on top of her left thigh, just over her hips.
She closed her eyes and breathed deep, consciousness of his warmth still inside of her. It felt good, it felt natural for it to be there. After a few minutes of silent appreciation, she turned her weight onto the side so she was facing him, moving one of her legs over his body so she was half straddling him.
They kissed, a slow and lingering kiss, their lips parted, making the only noise in the room apart from their breathing.
“So.” Eric said calmly. “What did you think?”
She smiled to herself, blinking slowly, looking down at the man with great appreciation.
“I liked it.” She said, half giggling to herself. “A lot.”
“I’m glad.” Eric said, brushing a hand through her hair. “Your body received me very well. I’m surprised at how fast you relaxed.”
She drew her fingers down his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles with her hands.
“You’ve been teasing me for so long. Can you blame me?”
“I suppose not.” Eric laughed.
“We need to do that again.” Claire said. “Like a lot. You probably need time to recover first though right?”
Eric raised one eyebrow slowly.
“Will I really?”
Before Claire could realize what had happened, she was on her back with her legs in the air and Eric was knelt over her, his hands on the back of her thighs.
She looked down and saw his hand around the meat of his cock. He was pressing his erection down, nestling the head in the muscles of her ring again.
“Eric, fuck!” She let out a sharp gasp as he penetrated her again, sliding his length inside of her slowly.
“One thing you’ll come to learn about vampires my darling.” He pushed forward, filling her completely.
“We’ve got great stamina.”
8. Eric
The four vampire sat together in unison as they took council around the table. The stone room was dark, save for the dim light of the fire at the far end. On the table there were four glasses. Three of which were empty, one still contained it’s blood.
