Craving Temptation: Love Of A Vampire Chapter 18
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The little vixen, she is going to pay for what she did and am I going to enjoy every second giving her the punishment that she deserves. Seems like becoming a vampire has brought out that little devil of her. I am for certain that she is not only going to be a blessing, but also somewhat of a handful.
As I finally am able to free my hands from her grip, I place my hands on her hips. I gently grind my hard length into her until she squirms. The soft noises that she makes and the joy on her face brings me nothing but pleasure.
"My beloved."
"Yes Master."
I grunt and bite into my lip for never did I think those words would sound so great as what it is sounds coming from her lips.
"If you say that again, I shall not be responsible for the things that I am going to do to you."
"Yes Master."
"You are playing with fire my beloved."
"What are you going to do? Bite me? I have already been bitten." She goes to my neck to sink her fangs into me again. Her entrance is soft and gentle but her grip is firm, when she sucks, every drop that leaves my body sends a shot of warmth to the tip of my arousal. She is driving every sense in my body to ecstacy, bringing me close to a shattering end.
I flip her over and pin her to the bed. With the utmost force I can gather, I pin her hands above her head. My own lips go to her neck, I bear my fangs and let them pierce through her skin. I feel her body writhe and move underneath me. I nestle in and gently suck, her blood should not bear any taste but it does. For a vampire, drinking the blood of their own is purely a sexual act. But what hers tastes of is that of a heavenly nectar, like diving my mouth into a pot of honey. But there is another aspect to her blood, it gives me power, the most power I have ever known.
She once more flips me over and drives her fangs deep within me.
"Anastasia, I do not want to climax too soon."
"We have only but forever my dear Sebastian."
"In deed we do, but why don't we continue this at home?"
Before she answers, she drags her fangs over my neck and sinks them down into my shoulder. "But this is my home."
"My beloved we are now each other's, I do not see why you should remain here without me."
"Does this mark now makes me yours?" She points to where my fangs entered her but a few days ago. "Why can't I mark you?"
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"I want you to do it more than you know", I pull her once more closer to me. "But I would prefer if we are home."
"What about Eva?" She looks at me confused.
I hesitate before I answer for I know that Edward is not the type to stay faithful to anyone. "My dear Anastasia, I am afraid Edward is not the settling kind."
"Well neither is Eva", she tries to sound comforting too. "Can't she does stay with us?"
In all my years as the Master, I have never taken on a human in my home. Is this something I want to do now? I after all need to set the example, there is many that keep humans on as a source of blood, but I have not been one to approve of that. Shall they see Eva to belong to Edward, then she too shall need to be marked. But believe me this time I am not the one doing the marking.
After careful consideration, I give Anastasia my final answer. "My beloved, Eva shall be more than welcome to stay, but I fear there is one condition."
"What is that?"
"Edward shall have to mark her. To us it will not mean that she belongs to him, but to the other of our kind it will have to."
She lets my words settled for a while until she finally speak. "Let's go tell her then for I would love to get home and finish this that we have started."
She slips off me slowly, but before she does so completely, I stop her. "May I my beloved?"
She lays her head to the side and allows me to sink softly into her skin. Her blood is so intoxicating, I can see myself getting addicted to her. "My god Anastasia I don't ever think I can let you go."
"You don't have to Sebastian. I shall be yours for eternity. Now let's go give them the news."
She throws on nothing but a shirt on and causally walks out of the room. I have waited for hundreds of years to feel this bond with a woman and I have finally found it in my Anastasia.
As I get to what they prefer calling a lounge, I find that Anastasia has already told them the news. "I could not wait to tell Eva, I hope you don't mind Sebastian."
"Of course not my beloved," I turn my attention to Eva. "Eva is this something you wish to do? For once you agree, I am afraid there is no turning back."
Edward looks somewhat taken aback by my decision, even though he knows he should not, he questions my decision. "Sebastian just to make clear, she shall only be marked for her safety and to be near Anastasia?"
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"Edward," I start. "You will not be required to feel any bond to Eva, unless if you so choose to", Then I further continue. "Shall this arrangement become a problem then it shall end."
I give Eva a few moments and then go to ask. "Eva have you come to a decision. I would like to take my beloved home and complete our union."
Anastasia slaps me playfully on my shoulder. "I love the way you refer to of sex."
Eva finally answers after a brief moment of silence. "I am in, just as long as I don't become a blood tap."
"Well that is then settled. We shall send for someone to collect your belongings tomorrow."
With that me and Anastasia make our way home. She is so full of energy and bubbling over, her energy and enthusiasm is completely contagious. I have never known a vampire that is so happy to be one, let's hope she can keep this spirit for many years to come.
We do not even bother to go greet Lilith whom is sitting in the common room, we head straight upstairs to my bedroom. Once the door is firmly locked behind us, I stop and turn to her.
"My beloved, I have looked forward to this moment since the moment I set my eyes on you."
She rubs her soft lips gently against my ear and whispers underneath her breath. "Take me my Master."
"Oh Anastasia, please say that again."
"My Master." She smiles at me and obeys my single request.
I lift her from her feet and carry her to the bed. I gracefully drop her body and watch as the sink into the satin sheets. With her pinned between my two hands, I drop my lips to meet hers. Our lips fit perfectly, as if they are meant for each other. To move and feel each other, in passionate moments like these. I grab the back of her neck to deepen the kiss even further, I growl in the kiss as she whimpers in pleasure.
Every kiss has a raw intensity, we are breathing fast and our blood is rushing even faster through our veins. I pull her shirt over her head and toss it into the corner. Her body glows under the moonlight that is coming through the windows. I grab hold of the skirt she is wearing and slowly start sliding them over her legs. She is bare with only her black lace lingerie on in front of me.
As I crawl up her body, I twist her panties around my fingers. Before she can even knows what I am doing, I have them over her knees and lying next to us on the floor. She sits up straight on the bed and pushes back my body. In no time at all she has me naked in front of her. She straddles me on my hips and pin my hands against my body.
Then before I know our naked skin is touching and moving softly together, just like the finest of silk. Our bodies fit together as if we were made just for this, to fall into one another, to feel this natural rhythm. Both of us move in an intoxicated dance of limbs, never making the exact same moves twice.
Her face glows as she is about to give in, her back arches in anticipation. My head rocks back hard against the pillow and a moan escapes my lips.
With my hard length, ever so deeply lost in her wetness, I sit up straight and hold onto quivering body that is burning with lust and desire. My words only but leaves my lips in a growl.
"My beloved you are mine, now and forever".
I throw my head back and expose my fangs, with one flick of my neck I pierce her skin in the very same spot that I did only but a few days ago. I close my eyes and savor this last moment. Slowly I open my eyes again.
She looks at me with a desperation in her eyes. "May I do it now my Master."
"Yes my beloved, I am yours now."
She runs her lips over the sensitive skin of my neck, slowly building the anticipation for what is to come. I feel her hot breath against my skin as she finally opens her mouth and sink her teeth into my neck. She nestles in deeply and draws hard to ensure that she leaves her mark.
As she continues, my own craving drives me to once more slip my fangs into her. Licked with lust and desire we reach a shattering high, unable to control the tension no longer, I release in a growl, she soon follows with a loud moan.
Once that bed stops spin and we come down from the ecstasy, we drop down next to each other. After finally catching her breath, she speaks "Do you know what you taste like?"
"Like nothing my beloved."
"No. You taste like honey."
I stop to breathe for a moment. "What did you say?"
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