I was feeling better and better about this deal. I hadn’t thought last night about how I could have caught something from Nick or Vince, by going down on them. I’d thought the condoms had made me safe, and I felt very foolish and naive for just letting them do what they wanted with me. “Agreed.”
“Good!” he said, giving me a smile. “Go and take a shower. Then dress in the robe that is on your bed, and come to the room at the end of the hall.”
I blinked at him. “You want me to start tonight?”
“I’m not paying you tonight,” Devlin said, his voice purring. “Tonight is for lessons, little dove. Do as I say.”
Then he shut the door behind me, leaving me alone in my room with my thoughts. As I showered, I considered my options, wondering if this was truly a path I should be on. I’d always considered myself a good girl, and also a Christian. But where had all my solitary prayers gotten me? It hadn’t made me less poor, or found me so much as a good friend, much less a lover or a mate. I wanted something for myself, to be happy, not just alive. There was no one like me in town, and not likely to be anytime soon, except Devlin’s men.
What am I losing by doing this? Only my job. And it wasn’t that great of a job anyway. I smiled, then put my head under the spray. Damn the consequences. I’m doing this.
* * * *
Nervous, I knocked on the door at the end of the hall an hour later. What kind of lessons am I going to be getting? Probably sexual positions, or S&M techniques. I fidgeted, then made myself be calm.
“Come in,” Devlin called.
I walked in to find Devlin lying reading in his bed. He looked up, then put the book aside. “Come over to the side of the bed.”
He stood up, as I came to stand before him. “Is it true that you were a virgin when you gave yourself to Nick and Vince?”
“Yes.”
“Interesting,” he said again, studying me.
I looked back at him, feeling very self-conscious. “I needed the money,” I said finally. “And I was curious.”
“You’re wondering why you’re here,” he said.
“I’m guessing it is to learn about sex, other than the very little I know,” I replied.
He nodded. “I am going to pay you for pleasuring my men. I know you know only what Nick and Vince managed to show you last night. To do your job well, you need more than that. So I am going to spend tonight ensuring you know exactly what to do so they get the most pleasure, and also so you know what to ask for. Nick told me you climaxed, but there’s orgasm, and then there’s satisfying orgasm. A woman who has neither becomes bitter, with time. And a woman who has only the former gets bored with her lover. You have the right to ask the men you’re with to give you the kind of release you like best, whether it’s regular sex, or oral. Tonight, we’ll find out which you like better.”
I didn’t say anything, though I was flushing red again at his words.
“Just because you are getting paid doesn’t mean your enjoyment of the act isn’t as important as your partner’s,” Devlin added. “I believe that the best sex is between partners who give and receive the most pleasure possible.” He smiled. “First lesson: don’t be shy about asking for what you want. Being someone’s lover is an art. It takes honesty, and also the will to please, not just skill.”
I nodded and kept my eyes on him, showing I was listening.
“Unbutton my shirt, Serena. Do it slowly, one button at a time.”
I did as he asked, my fingers shaking a little.
“Now ease it off my shoulders,” Devlin said.
I did, letting it fall to the floor.
“Take your hands, and run them over me. Caress me,” he commanded.
I touched him gently, putting my hands in his golden chest hair. His chest was hard under my hands, though he was not as muscular as Nick or Vince.
“Sit on the bed,” he said softly as he came to stand in front of me. “Take my right nipple in your mouth.”
I bent my head, and sucked it gently into my mouth.
“Caress me with your tongue,” he whispered.
I did as he asked, enjoying the nub harden under my lips.
“Yes,” he groaned. “That’s good. Now do the same to my other nipple.”
Again, I did as he asked, my tongue stroking his tightening skin.
He pushed me back from him. “Undo my pants,” he said huskily.
I untied the drawstring and pushed the fabric down, revealing his engorged pale erection. A jolt of fear ran through me, as I took a sudden breath. He’s huge, much bigger than Nick or Vince. I hadn’t known a man could be that big.
“Shh,” Devlin assured, his hands on my shoulders. “I’m not going to hurt you. Take me in your hand.”
I reached out and grasped him gently. He took a long breath at my touch, then released it. “Examine me,” he said.
I looked at his hard penis, not sure what he wanted from me. Am I supposed to tell him how magnificent it is?
“The tip is the most sensitive part,” Devlin instructed. “When you give a man oral sex, pay close attention to the tip, which is called the head. Some men will look different than I do, if they aren’t circumcised. Don’t be afraid, if one of my men is like that. The sex act will be the same.”
I nodded to show I was listening.
“Now make a circle with your hand, and slide it over the head,” Devlin said.
I did as he asked.
“Grip a little tighter,” he corrected, smiling.
I blushed, and squeezed. He flexed in my hand, the movement of such a large organ making me shiver. I rubbed him lightly, stroking the length, then with a start, I realized that his body was cool, not hot like Nick’s and Vince’s had been. He’s too cold to be human.
I released him, suddenly afraid, and looked up. Devlin smiled widely down at me, his twin set of revealed fangs delicately curving. Yet he’s no snake. “What are you?”
“I’m vampire,” he said. “My body is cooler than a human’s body. But I enjoy sex just the same.”
This is what Nick and Vince meant, when they said that woman he’d seduced had given him her blood to drink! “Are you going to drink my blood?” I whispered fearfully.
“Yes, when we have sex later,” Devlin affirmed, nodding. “But only a little of it. And you’ll find my bite pleasurable, Serena. This is not a horror movie. I’m not a monster out of legend.”
I looked up at him unmoving, still afraid. “Do I need to take this off?” I fingered my cross, a gift from my father on my first communion.
“No,” Devlin said, chuckling. “Your symbol of your faith holds no terror for me.” He touched the cross briefly, then leaned closer, so his face was near enough to kiss. “That it would keep such as me away is just a story to make Christian believers feel safe, my dear. But be warned, there are many old and terrible things walking the world, and they are seldom in the shadows, or so terrible that you would know them on sight. And most will not even hesitate to do as they wish, no matter how much you believe.”
I shuddered. He reached down, cupping my face. “I most likely won’t be with you again, after tonight,” Devlin said softly. “It’s good if you are a bit wary of me. I don’t want you to fall in love with me because of what we are going to share. Women, especially very young women, can confuse sex with love, and I don’t want you to love me. We’re going to have sex, but that’s all. And after tonight, I expect you to call me ‘Devlin,’ or ‘Dalcon,’ nothing more informal than that. Now tell me that you understand that.”
I nodded, and Devlin began speaking, as if he had never stopped giving instruction. “All men are different. Some will want you to stroke them in different ways than others. But all of them enjoy a woman’s mouth on them. I’m not sure what Nick and Vince asked of you. So I want you to do to me what you did to them, and show me.”
“I’m afraid to,” I said honestly, daring a glance up into his eyes again. “I almost choked with them, and they were much smaller than you.”
“I have something that will help with that,” Devlin said. “Reach in the drawer beside the bed.”
I reached over, and took out a tube. “Squirt some in your throat. It will numb your muscles.”
“Will I be able to breathe?” I asked worriedly.
Devlin laughed richly. A shiver went down my spine at how his laugh caressed me. “You’ll be able to breathe just fine. It wouldn’t be very good for me if you passed out from lack of oxygen, Serena.”
I blushed, doing as he asked.
“Give it a few moments to work,” he murmured. “Stroke me with your hand, while we wait.”
I ran my hand over his stiff flesh, sliding it up and down the shaft of him, and he began to breathe faster, flexing again and again. The head of his penis dripped out a little fluid, lubricating him, so my hand moved on him easier.
Devlin’s eyes were hot now, as he watched my hand stroking his erection. “It should have taken effect by now,” he said in a sultry tone. “Go down on me, Serena.”
I did what Nick had asked of me, first rubbing my face on him, then taking him into me, sucking him hard.
“Not so hard,” Devlin corrected gently. “At least, not at first. That’s for later, at the end. Caress with your mouth, kissing, and teasing a little. Run your tongue over the head, and slide my organ slowly in and out of your mouth.”
I did as he asked, and after a few tries, he told me that was right. “Do that for a while, until the man begins to try to push himself into you,” Devlin added. “At that point, he’s ready for you to begin moving your mouth on him, what is called ‘deep throating’, or ‘giving head’.”
I took Devlin into my mouth, and slid him all the way into me. I didn’t gag, so I knew the stuff I’d swallowed had to have had the effect he wanted.
“Put your hands on my hips,” he commanded.
Remembering Vince, I did. Devlin took my head in his hands, then gently moved me on him. When I found the right angle and rhythm he wanted of me, he let me go. “AHHH!” he groaned. “Very good!
I moved on him, sliding him in and out of my mouth slowly, as he groaned over and over. Yet as the moments passed, I waited for him to come, and he didn’t. He just sighed and groaned intermittently as I stroked him. I kept moving, not knowing what else to do.
“You’ll feel a man’s organ begin to throb, when he’s ready to come,” Devlin groaned suddenly, as I moved on him. “I’m nearly there.”
Almost immediately, I felt his penis begin to spasm a little. “Move faster!” he commanded.
I hastened to obey.
“Take a deep breath,” he hissed.
I gulped air, as he withdrew slightly. Then he plunged himself all the way into my throat, holding my head so I couldn’t move back, and I had to take all of him. I shook in his arms, fighting a little even as I told myself it was okay, I had air, because he had warned me.
“AHHHHH!” he shouted, his cock spurting cum into my throat. Yet he was so deep in my throat I tasted nothing. He jerked, his body convulsing as he held me tightly, his penis still completely within me. I began to fight him when I ran out of air, and soon after, he was slipping out of me. I coughed a little, taking in a deep breath gratefully.
“Very good!” he said with obvious approval. “I think you deserve a reward, my dove. Stand up.”
I stood shakily, and he undid my robe, pushing it off my shoulders so it fell to the floor. “Your body is too thin,” he said, looking me over. “I want you to eat more, and put on a few pounds, Serena. Women should be curvy.”
I blushed, as he pushed me back on the bed. “Lay down,” he said.
I lay back. He leaned over me, studying me for a few seconds, saying nothing. Then he began to kiss me, starting with my toes. Working his way up my body, he caressed me with his hands and his lips, licking me and running his fangs over me, pricking me gently. I’d never felt anything so good in my life. I was writhing by the time he lay next to me, and took me in his arms. Then, finally, he kissed me on my lips, and it was the best kiss of my life, even though his lips were cool. I parted my lips at once, and he thrust his tongue into my mouth, licking me sensuously, his fangs pricking my lips as I kissed him back.
When he kissed my throat, I tensed a bit, wondering if he was going to bite me, but he trailed down to my chest instead, and gently suckled me. I cried out over and over as I felt his mouth on my breast, biting and teasing. Then he moved to my other nipple, and gave that some attention, too.
Then he was moving lower, and I looked down at him, wondering what he was doing.
“Relax,” he said, not looking up. “Cry out, if what I do feels good to you.” Then he was parting my legs, and sliding his face in to kiss me on my opening. I gasped, and then I felt his tongue in me, and his mouth sucking me gently, as he thrust his tongue into me over and over. His fangs brushed me slightly, but they didn’t prick me. I cried out, thrusting my hips up, trying to get him deeper into me. He feels so good!
Within seconds, that familiar feeling was building, and I began to jerk, crying out loudly as I climaxed for him. “Please! Please! Yes! OH! Oh! OH!”
Devlin gave me a final kiss, and then he moved up my body again, kissing me as he crawled up me. I felt him rubbing his shaft on me, and then he pushed himself a little inside, and I looked up at him in fear.
“Don’t we need to use protection?”
“I can’t get you pregnant,” he said somewhat wearily, as if he’d said it hundreds of times before. “Or give you a disease. My body is exactly as it was four hundred years ago. And the virus that lives in my blood keeps me healthy.”
I was skeptical, but he’d been so careful to tell me he didn’t want me getting sick, I believed him. “Okay.”
Devlin pushed hard, and slowly he got himself most of the way inside me. Before he was all the way in, I felt his penis hit something deep inside me. There wasn’t room enough inside me for all of him. I held very still, not knowing if there was something I should be doing. Can I make more room inside me somehow?
“I am probably the largest man you’ll ever have,” he said, prideful. “Most men will not be able to reach your cervix, which is at the end of your womanly opening. If the man is long, as I am, you may feel them touch it, when they are as deep inside you as they can be. Know it won’t hurt you, if they hit against it as they have sex with you. Some women find it pleasurable. I very rarely don’t touch a woman’s cervix, when I make love to her. I like the feeling, and I believe other men do as well.”
Then he began to move, and I forgot everything but how he felt. He touched all of me at once, sliding over all of me, inside me, caressing me with his organ. I cried out over and over, shaking in his arms.
“I feel good, don’t I?” he whispered.
“You do,” I moaned, my head lolling with each thrust as fresh waves of pleasure rocked me. “God, yes, you do.”
He moved a little faster in me, as my excited body lubricated me, my climax cresting close again. Devlin began to thrust harder into me, the orgasm rising up beneath me like a tidal wave. He was panting now as he worked himself in and out of me, our bodies covered with sweat. The cresting wave of ecstasy broke over me with a crash, and I came screaming loudly, as he drove himself into me hard. A few seconds later, he gave a harsh cry and I felt him spurt as he came, his movements slowing.
We lay there for a moment, him still atop me, and then he moved back from me, looked down at me below him, and gave me a smile. “I think you like regular sex better, Serena. But the choice of what you ask your lovers for is up to you.” Devlin kissed me again, and began moving in me leisurely again, stroking me over and over.
I loved the feeling of him inside me. Nick and Vince hadn’t felt like he did, and I knew it had to be because he was so much bigger than they were. No wonder that woman he’d seduced that day had enjoyed it. I’d thought her a little wanton, for being married and enjoying another man’s touch. But how could any woman not love the feel of this man inside th
em?
Devlin brought me several more times screaming, and each time, he came as well. I didn’t understand why he didn’t need to rest, as Nick and Vince had. Maybe it was because he was vampire?
Finally, he withdrew from me, and lay by my side. I was exhausted, and I wanted to sleep, but I didn’t know if I should. Were my lessons done?
I looked over at him. He was looking at the ceiling, his arms folded behind his head, a scowl on his face.
I wondered if he was thinking of that woman Nick had talked about, the one he supposedly loved. Deciding he had to be, I felt bad for him, that he loved her, and she wasn’t here with him. He probably would much rather have spent the night in her arms than in mine. “I’m sorry she’s not here with you, instead of me,” I said without thinking, and then I flushed crimson. How could I have said that! Good going, Serena!
Devlin started and gave me a sharp glance. “What did you say?” he growled.
“I’m sorry,” I said quickly. “I shouldn’t.”
“Repeat what you said!” he growled. “Immediately, Serena!”
Hesitantly, I repeated it.
“How do you know of her?” he said quietly. “Did Vince say something?”
“He said there was a woman who belonged to another man,” I whispered. “And that you had been with her, loved her. That he thought she...mattered to you.”
“Vince should learn to keep his mouth shut,” Devlin growled. “I’ll have Lash remind him of that tomorrow.”
I said nothing, just tried to be as quiet as possible and not move. I didn’t want Lash giving me any reminders.
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