Faline

I'm woken just a couple of hours later by wandering hands and a wet tongue, the Lady spending a lot of time with her head buried at the apex of my thighs, having a mixture of screams and moans filling her room. I get taken high and left there before she backs off and plays elsewhere, doing it over and over without letting me finish. It gets to the point that I'm begging for her to let me tip that edge but she laughs and goes back to her tormenting.

Bites, claws, pinches, and squeezes given in ways that are enjoyable instead of straight horrible. Steadily pushing at my boundaries as I'm taken higher. I get so caught up in her attentions that I don't notice my hunger or need to get her scent off me.

My spine arches hard as her teeth sink high into my thigh, the combination of the intense pain mixes with the eroticism, letting loose a scream while at the same time her fingers start their plunging dances. My very wet release coincides with the pull of blood from a very sensitive area. Teeth retreat with a lave of her tongue and I try to crawl backwards as the very intent Vampire drives me up then down, up and down again, over and over. Doesn't even register that her claws had set into my thighs at some point from her hard grip of my legs.

Her tongue seems determined to draw everything from me that my body will give. The woman's hands finally pull free so she can make her way slowly up my sweating and heaving form, pulling taught beads of darkened flesh into her mouth while the other is rolled and tugged. My body bucks hard as fangs sink in again, dragging another explosion from within me, gasping and begging her to stop as she closes the wound.

The tongue continues its upward trek as the feel of her nude skin touching along mine becomes erotic in and of itself, the appendage dipping into the hollow of my throat. Metal loops drag across heightened flesh while hands that'd been clenched in sheets move to encircle her neck, her mouth finding mine in long drugging kisses.

Her groin rests on mine, periodically rolling her hips to press hard into throbbing nerves. My return kisses turn hard, biting and sucking at her lips while my pelvis grinds up into hers. Cool hands roam over both bodies, eliciting groans and spikes of breath.

Our forms grind against one another till it wrings another orgasm from me and her. Heaving, I fall back to the sheets and bask in the glow before passing out again. A firm body presses in close at my back as she once again buries her face into my neck.

I get to sleep for a few more hours before I'm woken again with soft touches. I'm drowsy and not quite cognizant as a warm neck ends up close to my mouth, the scent of blood already flowing to the surface draws me to it quickly. Latching on and drinking deep, yet still remaining aware enough to know when to back off.

The new infusion provides a heated rush that goes straight to my loins. My nose picks up the scent of Shifter before my eyes open, but I don't see them now. Naked skin takes up my view and sends a thrill up my spine.

Taking incentive this time, I take this chance to explore the Mistress's warmed flesh, using hands, teeth, and tongue, just as she had with me. The experience different and new as I take pleasure in the sights and sounds wrung from a female body. Playing with the loops in her nipples while my fangs tug at another I find down low, it's not where you would expect, the usual being lip or clit. This one's a little higher up, an inch or so above where the clitoral hood is on her shaved smooth mound.

The metal piece itself is larger than the ones above, but not outrageously, just another piece to play with to bring gasps and moans. The scent is obviously different from a male, yet still has a musk that makes you think 'masculine'.

Breathing her in deeply as my brain tries to pick out the odor's origin, it mixes with the smell of a female, the combination intoxicating as I delve forward. The Vampire's spine arches hard, so I keep going. Taking lesson from what she's done with me, to her gasped out directions, things are then taken my way as I explore deeper, careful of teeth pressing too hard into soft skin. Shouldn't have worried though as she wants harder, rougher.

My hands slip under her ass, up to grip hip bones, and pull her to me. I grab hold of the small nerve bundle between my teeth and roll it, flicking hard with my tongue. Taste is different, and surprisingly welcome to fickle taste buds.

That alone has me diving in for more, gathering as much as I can to bathe my tongue in something delicious.

No wonder Vamps are so sex-crazed.

Tugging, suckling, nipping, and grinding the soft heated skin as I play, I enjoy what I'm doing immensely as new tastes and textures are found. I get the Mistress of the house to beg for more or less while I give the opposite till she's a screaming wild thing. Don't even know how many orgasms I give her by the time I'm forced to stop, getting pulled up her body so she can clean my face with her attentions. Smiling against her soft lips as kisses are exchanged, we don't bother going back to sleep, kisses and heavy petting aside, I'm wide awake.

Laying atop her body, head between her breasts as I watch my fingers flick at the metal loop keeping rose-colored skin peaked and hard, I wonder about something.

"How do you keep these when you shift?"

"They aren't kept, they come out. I just re-pierce them when I want to."

My mind roams just as her hands do while the one Vampire I had fought, Max, springs to mind, causing me to chuckle.

"Guess I ruined more than Max's day when I went after his face, huh?"

She gives a low chuckle as well, one hand playing in my hair while the other cups my face and lifts me to face her, dual-colored eyes still smokey and lazy with desire as she looks over my face. A thumb goes across my lower lip before slipping in.

I tease it with my tongue before creating a seal to suck hard and bite. Watching her expression as I do so, her whole face broadcasts lust and hunger. Releasing her finger, I pull back and stand on the side of the bed.

Stretching much like a feline does before asking the way to the bathroom, I look over my shoulder at her to see one leg raised and bent, the sheet pooled over her thigh where it had gotten caught between our bodies. Arms are behind her head as she looks up at me, a smirk on her face as eyes play over my form.

"Pretty sure if you had different equipment, you'd be very uncomfortable right now."

I make the quip flippantly before I turn to face her, smirk widening as a pale hand slides down her body to the lower ring, flipping it up and down. I roll my eyes before laughing, stepping up till my legs are on either side of her hips, then drop to my knees to straddle her.

The cool hand hasn't moved as I go down, going right over it and the smallish ring. My hips roll against it, thrusting against a raised thumb that connects to a swelling bundle with each forward movement. My head falls back as I tease both her and myself, eyes closing while my hands grip my own legs.

Grinding and thrusting harder into her while small sounds slip past my lips, the hand shifts enough that my next forward thrust has interesting results. Long slim fingers slide into heated depths and have me looking down at her. The grin on her face draws my lips as I move against the wiggling digits. My hands go to cover and grope small, silver-tipped mounds, while my tongue dances once more with hers.

Riding one of her hands while the other plays with a throbbing nub, movement is slow then speeds up. The pitch rises, rocking my hips forward, rolling them while pushing down into her hand, I keep going till I reach my goal, flying over that ledge again. Suckling at different spots on her neck, small red smudges are left that fade pretty fast.

A hand moves to grip my hip as I move into her, so both of mine go to her hair, tangling it in one while the other rubs over the softness on the other. Light lip presses get feathered over her chin up to her face and over closed lids.

"You've turned me into a nympho."

Whispering it against her lips, then when she smiles at it, I pull her bottom lip into my mouth and nibble, giving a stinging bite before I release it.

"If I'm going to be helpful at all today, I need to get out of this bed."

She'd laughed before we made love twice more, but I found out why her back felt weird. Her whole back, from neck to trickling over her rear, is a tattoo of her leopard pelt. Guess Vamps can get tattoos, which doesn't make sense, but hey, it's magic. Doesn't have to make sense.

I run to the shower when she finally releases me. Hers looks much like every other one I've been in; large clear box with multiple spigot heads. No bigger or smaller.

Getting in one shower before she follows me in, I'm taken again against the wall. My body is deliciously sore when I finally get washed and out. Had to use the strongest scents that could be found, several times, since she can't keep her hands to herself.

The black-haired beauty starts stalking me again while I brush my hair, coming up from behind me, reaching and grasping my breasts in her hands and kneading them, pressing close before a hand starts to trail south.

Squeaking, I get loose and run around her office butt naked. Laughing as she continues to prowl towards me with a hungry expression and lopsided smile.

"Nympho! Back you horny beast, back. Shoo. Swear if you don't stop I will have catnip plants smuggled in here just to torment you!"

I continue laughing as I'm backed into the cold glass of the large window. Soon as my bare rear touches it, I jump forward, then try jumping back again as she catches me. Our lips fuse once more, but wandering hands stop when someone knocks on the double doors.

My heart thumps hard against my ribs, hand actually going to my chest and laying over it. She gives me another kiss.

"I called for Kerry to come and feed you. You did want my scent covered, yes?"

Nodding, I work on getting my heart under control as she lets the girl in and closes the door behind the blond who has her head pointed down. Two completely nude women and one damn close to being so, now stand around awkwardly.

Well, I know Kerry and I are. Lady looks unfazed as she motions the Shifter towards me while she goes back towards her room. My eyes trail after her in hunger that I'm sure is visible, so I immediately look away and start blushing.

"I'm glad to see you're okay, many of us were worried that you'd be killed."

She actually has tears filling her eyes while looking after Lady then to me nervously. Amongst lots of pleading and teasing, I finally found out that the Mistress's name is actually Lady. I got quite the tongue lashing from having laughed, so it was worth it.

"I'm fine. The Mistress and I talked things over and I've been punished for what happened."

Seeing the knowledge in her eyes before she blushes as well and looks away, I reach out and touch her cheek gently.

"You can't tell anyone Kerry, if it gets back to Nicolaus, I probably will be killed. Promise me."

"You're not going to order me?"

Her lime green eyes come back to my gold ones as she asks curiously. I shake my head slowly but look at her earnestly. If she doesn't want to see me dead, then she has to swear it.

Her blond head inclines as she makes her promise to me. I give her a grateful smile as she steps up and offers her neck. Feeding just as I always do, the memories bombarding my brain let me know she means her word and will keep her promise.

Also see many faces through her serval eyes that had indeed been asking about where I was and if I was okay. That's extremely humbling to know, but I keep it to myself. Just like with Nicolaus when I had taken his blood, I didn't catch anything from Lady's head either. Does that make Vampires airheads? I have to stifle the thought before I give myself away.

She gets asked how everything went after the, uhh, 'misunderstanding'. The Mistress of the house had been speaking true when she was talking to me before my anger took over, so I've taken it on myself that for my duration here, I will work on changing her view to something a little healthier when she looks at those who are beholden to her. Not trying to change her, just show her that there's a different way to do things that are better for everyone involved. I understand what she's doing here, don't care for it, but I see the necessity of it.

Giving a 'safer' place to those who know no other way of life, to continue their trade, while keeping patrons within boundaries and contained. At a later time I plan on speaking with each slave to find out just what it is they actually want. If they feel safe here, then all the power to them, but if they want something else, maybe I can help with that.