A drop of sweat rolled over Asher’s chest. Dawn turned her face, her tongue snaking out to taste it. She was rewarded with the hiss of his quickly indrawn breath. Dawn licked the trail the water made, stopping at the base of Asher’s throat. He moaned, his skin heating up, lightening jolting through him. He knew that in a minute more he was going to take her. He could no longer control himself.
Chapter 10
Dawn felt the pounding of Asher’s huge erection in her stomach. Her own body buzzed with awareness. She glanced up into Asher’s face.
“I think we should get out of the bath now,” she whispered.
“And do what?”
“And go to my room.” Asher liked that response. His cock jumped against her belly and Dawn’s own body ached in response. She couldn’t get out of the bath fast enough. She didn’t bother with a towel, just grabbed two of the tea lights she’d lit and stalked towards her room. She set them down on her night stand.
Asher was close on her heels. He was as dripping wet as she was. She eyed his body in pure hunger. Beads of water sluiced off his skin, dripping from his shoulders and wet hair, down over his chest, trailing over each muscled ridge of his abdomen, trailing lower and lower.
Dawn surprised herself by turning and gripping Asher’s cock in her hand. He groaned, his member pulsing furiously beneath her fingers. The skin was like a velvet covering over the hardness beneath. She ran her thumb over the sensitive tip and Asher shuddered.
She wanted to taste him as he had tasted her before. Her mouth watered as she wordlessly fell to her knees. Water pooled around her, dripping onto the hardwood floor. The room was cool but she didn’t care. The flickering candle light illuminated Asher’s form, outlining every single muscle and hard ridge.
Dawn leaned forward, guiding his cock to her lips. Her mouth parted and she slowly inserted the huge dick inch by inch.
Asher’s hips bucked forward when she suckled him gently, taking half of him along her tongue, swallowing him to the back of her mouth. He was so damn huge she could fit a little over half of him into her mouth before she had to stop.
She was determined to make up for it by stroking him with her tongue, exploring his shaft, sucking the tip. Asher groaned, his hands coming to either side of her face to set a rhythm. She fucked him with her mouth, sucking hard, tantalizing him with her tongue in turns. He was delicious. Little salty drops dripped from the tip onto her tongue and it sent Dawn into a wild frenzy of excitement.
She licked at him eagerly, running her tongue over his cock, stroking the underside before she suckled him in and out. Her hand moved from his waist, trailing lower to cup his balls. Asher jerked violently when she touched him. She stroked his sack while she continued to pleasure him with her mouth. She took him in even deeper, swallowing him as far as she could go without choking. He groaned, his hips pivoting in little motions, helping her set a rhythm. She suckled him eagerly, the sounds of her lusty, slurping moans like an aphrodisiac to him.
Groaning, Asher finally moved her head away. His breathing was uncontrolled and it rocked her world that she could bring such a male, a male who had lived for centuries and experienced so much, such great, heady pleasure.
Asher took her hand and helped her to her feet. “I have something planned for you that you are going to enjoy,” he said huskily. Dawn shivered at the sexual promise in his voice.
“Yes Asher. Anything.”
“Anything. I like the sound of that.” Dawn blushed, turning her face so he couldn’t see it.
“Have you ever been tied up Dawn? Or imagined what it could be like?”
“No…” she stammered, her throat going completely bone dry. She coughed to clear it, her tongue snaking out to wet her parched lips.
Asher grinned. “You are going to enjoy this very much then.”
Dawn could only watch helplessly as he went to her closet and found two pairs of yoga pants. He tested the stretch of them and seemed to find them satisfactory.
“Lay back against the bed Dawn. Put your arms over your head, towards the headboard.” Dawn did as he asked. She stretched her arms above her head towards the wrought iron posts. “Yes. Just like that.” Asher purred.
Dawn waited. She didn’t expect him to blindfold her after he’d tied her wrists neatly to the rails of the headboard. She wasn’t even sure what he used. A shirt maybe? She tugged against the restraints but they held fast.
“Shh… no struggling Dawn,” Asher whispered, placing his finger on her lips. She stilled and stopped pulling at her bonds. Her hands tingled, quickly going numb. There was enough play in the bonds that she could turn over on her stomach.
She was surprised when Asher guided her to do just that. She twisted the bonds, the elastic material swiveling and swirling easily as Asher positioned her.
Dawn was glad that the room was dark with only the light of the candles. The flame was small enough but she could feel the heat they threw on her left cheek. She felt exposed in a way she hadn’t before, her naked body completely at Asher’s mercy.
To her surprise the heat of the candle moved. She tensed as she felt the bed dip and Asher settle in behind her. She braced herself, for what, she didn’t know.
The first drop of hot wax hit her back and Dawn cried out. She jerked convulsively, trying to get away from the pain. Asher’s hand rested lightly just beside the spot he’d dribbled wax on. The pain faded away to be replaced by an erotic sting that took Dawn’s breath away.
“Did you enjoy that Dawn?” Asher asked.
“You could have warned me,” she said dryly.
“I could have. But what would be the fun in that?” She whimpered as his hand trailed lower, down her back, to rest just above the swell of her ass. Oh god. He was going to drip wax there. She tensed, waiting for the sting. When it came she cried out, her body jerking hard. As before, the pain faded to be replaced by an acute, sharp pleasure. Asher’s hand trailed over her ass cheek, caressing and stroking her gently. When his fingers delved lower, to the heat of her wet pussy, she shivered.
Dawn opened her legs, giving him access to her hot, moist sheath. His hand cupped her, his finger stroking her folds. She gasped and shifted into his touch. She craved him, her pussy aching with need, her body crying out for his touch. She wanted him to fill her and fuck her as hard as before.
She froze as Asher slowly inserted a finger inside her. He pushed it in inch by inch, letting her savor the feel of him. Lights went off behind Dawn’s closed eyes. She squirmed closer to his touch, willing him to move inside of her. She bore down, marveling in the sensation that spread through her at the briefest of touches.
“You like that Dawn,” Asher said.
“Yes,” she affirmed in a choked whisper.
“Would you like all of me then?”
A shiver of pure need rocked Dawn. “Oh yes. Please.”
“I like your eagerness.” Asher’s voice was like liquid sex. He withdrew his finger from her and a minute later his cock head was at her entrance. He paused and Dawn whimpered, swiveling her hips wantonly against him. Asher groaned. “So lusty.” He delved in with one hard, hot thrust. Dawn cried out, arching her body further into him, swiveling her hips to take him even deeper. She opened herself up to him and he created a pattern of thrusts that started the fires of liquid desire burning bright, taking over her body.
She lost all reason and thought and focused only on mounting the cliff of pleasure that was slowly building. She was almost there, almost at the top when Asher pulled out. She cried out in frustration, pulling against the restraints in an effort to find his touch again.
Asher stroked her with his hand again, spreading her juices from her pussy back, towards her ass. He massaged her rosebud gently, wetting her. He kept stroking back and forth, spreading her wetness over to her ass.
Dawn said nothing. The pleasure of him touching her in such a taboo, secret area stole her breath and her voice.
“Is that good, Dawn?”
“Oh yes,”
she finally said when she could breathe again. Her lungs inflated, burning from all the time she’d been holding her breath.
“Would you like to have me there as well? All of me?”
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Dawn froze. “You’re too big,” she whispered. “It will hurt.”
“Only for a moment. I think you’ll find that you like it if you trust me to try it.”
“I don’t know…”
“Do you trust me Dawn?”
“That has nothing to do with it.”
“Doesn’t it?” Asher leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “I promised to teach you about pleasure. Will you let me do it?”
She tried to find an answer for him. She wanted him but his cock was huge. She had never been touched there before let alone thought about something so big… “I guess so…” she stammered. “But promise me you’ll stop if I ask you to.”
“Of course.”
Asher continued to spread her juices to her rosebud. When she was slick and wet he massaged her with his finger in tiny circles that sent her nearly mad with pleasure. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad, what he was about to do. His finger pressed into her ass at just that second, parting her quickly. The pain and pleasure mixed together were searing and sharp. Dawn cried out, her body squirming on the bed trying to press herself closer and get away from Asher’s touch all at once.
He moved his finger back and forth, fucking her asshole with his hand. She couldn’t contain her whimpers of pleasure. The pain faded and she was left with sharp shards of desire that shuddered and rippled through her. The pleasure crashed over in hot waves, so much more intense than anything she had ever felt in her life.
Just as she was climbing towards the apex of pleasure, Asher withdrew his finger. Dawn moaned in frustration. Was he ever going to let her come?
She froze, her protests dying on her lips when Asher positioned his cockhead against the entrance to her ass. He was slick with his own desire and his dick slipped into her tight asshole easily. She gasped as the pressure threatened to tear her apart. He kept sliding in, slowly, letting her adjust to his massive size.
She felt as though she was going to be torn in two. She almost begged Asher to stop. She wished he had removed the blindfold from her eyes but then again she couldn’t have seen him anyway.
Just as she was about to utter a cry that would stop him, the pain faded into the background and sharp, intense, pure pleasure filled her. Her mind whirled and spun with the heady, alarming sensation. If she had thought his touch was good, this was heaven. His cock was so big, stretching her and filling her. He moved in her and the friction was so amazing it took her breath away and sent chills racing up her spine.
Her hips began to swivel of their own accord, her bottom moving in little gyrations against Asher. She opened herself, taking him in even deeper. She bore down, grinding herself as Asher set a devastatingly vicious rhythm. He buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing hard. His thrusts increased in momentum. He cry of pleasure was torn from deep in his throat as he pounded her so hard his balls slapped against her ass cheeks.
The sound of him fucking her, of his own pleasure, his rapid breathing and husky groans had Dawn climbing to the top of her own precipice. She knew there was no turning back for him this time. He was going to let her have her pleasure.
Her whole splintered into a thousand pieces, her body going completely numb, her heart stopping as the pinnacle of pleasure exploded. She was gripped by the erotic waves that washed over her, pulling and sucking her under. She knew nothing but the unbelievable sensation of white hot pleasure.
Asher continued to fuck her hard, his hips jacking hard back and forth as his pistoned her from behind. He yelled out his own release, his body going into violent spasms as he came in hard, hot jets, filling up her asshole.
Dawn thought it was all over but then Asher shocked her by turning her head just a little and striking the side of her neck. He sucked at her gently, the erotic sensation tumbling her into another hard orgasm that made her scream his name and left her panting, trying to catch her breath.
When he was done he pulled out. He shifted to the side and released Dawn’s aching arms from their restraints. She pulled off the blindfold and was shocked to see her red blood still on his lips. God, could anything be sexier than knowing he had just fucked her and fed from her?
She shuddered as the aftershocks of her intense orgasms rippled through her.
“Are you glad you trusted me?” Asher whispered. His blue eyes were doing that strange glowing thing again and his face looked happy and sated.
He reached out and stroked her cheek gently. Even that little touch sent shards of sensation drifting through her. “This is only just the beginning for us Dawn.”
Chapter 12
Dawn had thought she was looking forward to Shane coming back and taking charge of the household. She worried about Asher constantly, that something would happen to him. Since her body was feeling weak with all the feedings, he’d been going out every night to feed. Though he did it long after she was asleep, Dawn worried, even in her dreams. She always checked the underground rooms in the morning, to make sure Asher was there, safe and sound.
While she did want Shane to come back for Asher’s sake, Dawn was worried about what was going to happen to her. Would he want her to leave the house? Would she ever see Asher again? The thought of having to leave or worse, Shane taking her memories of that had happened, hurt more than she liked to admit.
Dawn was a nervous wreck all day at work. Even Sarah commented on how jittery Dawn was. It was her night to work late and then she had promised to pick Shane and the other vampires up from the airport. There were three others besides himself. If they were all as big as Asher she was sure her car was going to be quite inadequate to transport them.
The long hours at the store were made worse by the fact that her head was splitting. Maybe she was coming down with something. Her stomach started to spin towards the end of the night, probably from the pain in her head. She popped a couple painkillers but it did nothing to dull the ache pounding behind her eyes.
Dawn had never been so relieved to see her house in her life. She thought about calling Shane and telling him to take a cab. The lights on the ride home had been a killer for her headache. All she wanted to do was go to bed and crash for the night.
“Asher?” Dawn called. Even the sound of her voice was enough to make her want to cry in pain. There was no answer.
She walked around the house calling his name. He should be there. They had both agreed he would stay while she drove to the airport, simply because there wouldn’t be room in her car. He hadn’t mentioned that he was going out.
Though her head was splitting and it made her dizzy, Dawn forced herself to go through the secret passage way. She checked the downstairs rooms but they were all empty. She grew frantic, her breath coming in short little gasps. Something wasn’t right. She sensed it deep down. She knew for a fact that Asher wasn’t in the house when he should have been. Something was wrong.
Dawn grabbed her phone and dialed Shane’s number. It went right to voicemail. Of course. He was still on the plane and his phone was off. She left a quick message, telling him that Asher was missing.
Dawn paced frantically in the kitchen, wondering what she could do. This wasn’t like the time he had taken the wrong bus. This was somehow sinister, evil and dark.
A sudden knifing pain brought Dawn to her knees. She fell to the floor, unable to see anything past the agony in her head. grabbed for her purse blindly, unable to see anything past the agony in her head.
The sides of Dawn’s vision grew dark, almost like gazing through a tunnel. All of a sudden the pain was forgotten and she could see flashes. They came to her in no real order, just random images, like a jumbled tangle of photographs pushed forcefully in front of her mind. She saw a window, slick and grime covered. The floor was splintered and dusty. Then another image came, a still image. This one of a middle age
d man. He looked normal on the outside, but she could see into his soul and it was ugly and full of hate.
A series of images came then, so sharp and clear that Dawn could not stop them. One was of her hands, chained with silver chain. The second was of the wall to her right. The third was of two more men, both with ugly twisted masses of evil inside them. There were chains around her ankles. Her hands were tied behind her back. She was on her side on the floor. It smelled like dust and old oil and fear. The last thing Dawn smelt was the blood. Her own blood. So much of it. Dark and red and thick and full of life. She was dying. She knew it. Dying hurt.
Crying out, Dawn laid her cheek against the cool, hard tile. She realized that the images were not her own. It was not her body she was seeing, but Asher’s. She was seeing through his eyes.
He was reaching out to her, filling her mind with his pain. She had no idea how it was possible but she knew where he was. There was a warehouse in the industrial part of the city that was long since abandoned. The steel building was decrepit, ready to be torn down. Whoever those men were, that was they had taken him.
Dawn forced herself to get off the floor. Her head still ached but it was not as bad as before. She tugged on her jacket and boots and grabbed her keys. She rushed out to her car and backed down her driveway with such speed she nearly took out the neighbor’s trash can that had been put out for garbage day. She tore down the street, her tires spinning on the icy road but finally gaining traction.
Dawn parked her car a distance from the warehouse. She had no idea what she was going to do. What if those men had guns or knives? What if they captured her as well? She would be no help to anyone then. She knew she should wait for Shane. That was it! Dawn had to phone him and tell him what was happening. Even if his phone wasn’t on she could leave a message that she needed help.
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