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Ravenous

By: St_Julian



I knew she had seen my hardons imprinted through my jeans. I had grown quite a healthy dong in my 18 years. It was a mystery even to me where I got such a dick from at 18. So there I sat almost every evening hiding my rock hard dick from my mom while Dora teased relentlessly. Then one day to my surprise, she didn’t wear any panties and let me see the whole thing. It occurred quite suddenly. She was sitting in one of her teasing positions when my mom asked her to reach back to hold something, and her thighs fluttered open so that I could see all the way to her cameltoed crotch. My dick got twice as hard, so hard it hurt like hell. I had to excuse myself and go to the bathroom to whack off. This sort of thing went on for another four years and then I hit paydirt. It was the year I turned 18. That was the year I graduated from high school. I was driving a school bus then, and had just gotten in from my route. I was eating a bite before doing my chores. She was getting her hair done. She had her skirt up as usual. My mom left the room for a few minutes and Dora and I were alone talking. Suddenly, she lifted the skirt and spread her legs slowly, smiling. I almost choked on my food as I got a good look at her naked, slightly hairy crotch. She had taken a razor to it and shaped the hair around her snatch. I was fascinated! My eyes were popping out of my head as I got my very first real look at her nakedness. To this day, I never encountered a woman with a bigger clitoris. It was then that I knew I would have to have her. I didn't know how, when or where, but I knew she had decided it was time and it was going to happen. 

After getting a good look and growing a massive boner, I got up and got out of there before my mom returned. I went out behind the barn and whacked off, then I did my chores, all the while thinking of that big, juicy looking pussy. I kept imagining my dick slipping into it, savoring the buttery softness I knew I would find there. I almost drove myself crazy for a month thinking of the possibilities. Then one day as she left a hairdo session, she slipped me a letter. I found some privacy and read it. She wanted to know if I could go fishing with her on Saturday. She said she had something she wanted to talk to me about. I wrote an answer right away. She was sitting in her car talking to mom and waiting for my reply. I took her the letter and slipped it into her hand when mom wasn't looking. 

We met at the appointed place that Saturday evening. I was nervous. I'd never had a date with a grown woman before. I’d had very few dates with girls my own age for that matter. I was afraid I'd do or say something stupid. We talked. 

"I'm going to come right to the point, James. I want you to fuck me. I've wanted it for such a long time, and now you are big enough. So, fuck me!"

Without even thinking, I said, "I'm yours." That was all it took. We embraced and she kissed me deeper than I'd ever been kissed before. It was fantastic! We necked a long while, and she took my hand and guided it over her firm breasts, lingering on her hardened nipples. She guided my fingers slowly down her stomach, playing around her belly button, then to her leg and down. She lowered herself into a reclining position and guided my hand up and under her skirt. then into her sopping wet panties. She was an expert, and I reckon she realized that I was much too excited for much more. She gently started to jerk me off and I came off almost immediately all over her hand. It was so embarrassing. Then we went back to her car and made plans to meet again. Even then, I was on pins and needles anticipating that next meeting. 

I didn't have to wait long. 

I went to the local teen hangout a week later. The joint just happened to be about a hundred yards from Dora's house. I found out that she was home alone on this night because husband had suddenly been called away for some emergency with a family member in a nearby town. Even though we had not planned to meet so soon, that pleased me. I took a chance and went over, just to let her know that I was around, you know. She invited me in, surprised to see me. We sat and talked for a while, all the time with me thinking about jumping her bones. I got wood just watching her walk around the room in that loose fitting dress she had on. I felt like a young fool, sitting there bent over my own knees so she wouldn't see the little tent my hardon was making in my jeans. She was hip though, she knew what was going on. 

She came over, kneeled down and placed her hands firmly on my shoulders. She pushed me up to a sitting position, unzipped my fly, and reached in to caress my hardon through my briefs. 

"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed, "this is going to be better than I'd hoped. You are gifted to be so young. I was pleased that she liked the size of my cock. She asked me to excuse her a second. She got up and closed all the blinds on all the windows. I got brave then, and freed my cock from its prison within my tight briefs.

She walked back and kneeled, fondling my naked cock with her nimble fingers. "It's beautiful" she said. Then without another word, she slowly leaned forward, gently taking the tip into the hot, soft recesses of her mouth. I will never forget the sensation I got that first time she gobbled my dick with her mouth. She took half the whole thing into her mouth and gave it a tongue lashing while withdrawing it very slowly. I almost popped my wad right then. She KNEW what she was doing! She came up for air and looked into my eyes, smiled, and went back to her chore. It was only a few minutes before she had me gripping the armrests of the chair and trying to pull my cock away from her ravenous mouth. I felt like I was being consumed. And then, after what seemed like forever, I popped. She felt the spasm coming, and pulled me out of her mouth and let me spurt my jism into a waiting towel she had hidden on the floor.

It felt so good, man, so good! I thought to myself that it can't get any better than this. 

She showed me to her bathroom to clean up. While I was wiping my log with a warm, wet towel, I suddenly revitalized. I was thinking of the image of her juicy, wet vaginal area that day at my house while she got her hair done. Before I knew it, I was stiff and ready to go again. 

When I walked back out of her bathroom sporting that hardon, she took my hand and led me to the couch. We started to kiss and fondle, undressing as we went. I finally got a chance to get my fingers in that juicy slit of hers. It was steamy down there, and so slippery! I noticed that the entrance to her pussy was a lot bigger than the girls I'd had so far. I liked the way she had shaped her pubic hairs too. That really turned me on. I let my thumb find its way to her clit. I tell you, her clit was so big it felt like a finger. When I stroked her clit with my thumb, she got excited so fast. She started kissing me and gripping my shoulders fiercely, and I returned her kisses in kind. The strength of her hands increased on my neck and shoulders. I continued to stroke away at her clit. She moaned deep in her throat while we were still kissing. She let out a loud, guttural moan and reached down to grab my cock. She locked her legs around my waist, forcing my hand away from her clit. She tried to jam my dick into her wetness but I resisted. 

"Hurry, hurry please," she urged, “don't make me wait. Come on, damn you!" She was so horny. She was making little circles with her hips as I fought her efforts to jam my dick into her wetness. But then I relented and she did guide my engorged cock to her steaming slit. She grabbed my dong and pulled it down to her slit and literally jammed it into her hot hole. 

“OHHHHHhoooooooooooo!” she cried, “SHIT, that feels so damn good, Ummmmmmnnnnnnnn!”

She reached up and caught my hips in both hands, and pulled down as hard as she could while curving her pussy upward at the same time. The result was that I buried all eight and a half inches deep in her creamy, buttery, hot, juicy insides. It was all I could do not to cum right then. I was going crazy! She actually impaled herself on my shaft without mercy. That's when I knew that I might be in a little trouble. This woman had jammed a dick that was somewhat smaller around than a beer can and over eight inches long up her pussy like it was one of her fingers! Now she was going like a bronco!

" OOOOOOOHHH , SHIT!!! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!!" She shouted, as she dug her long fingernails deep into my ass cheeks. I gritted my teeth so hard my gums hurt, and I flexed the muscles in my cock trying to make it swell a little more inside her to take away the pain she was inflicting on my ass. Unlike the girls I'd had so far, she wasn't an overly tight fit. Oh, she felt good, in fact, better than any pussy I'd ever been in before. There was definitely something different about this one. She released her grip on my ass and we started to kiss and hump each other frantically. I couldn't help but groan and tremble with pleasure as she expertly rotated her pussy on my hungry cock. 

"OH SSSHHIITT!, I yelled. She was more than I could handle. But I hung in there using all the will power and control I could muster. 

She pulled herself off my dick and pushed me onto the floor. Then she dived on top of me, kissing me hungrily while stuffing my stiff cock back into her wet, steamy sheath. 

"Stay still, OK?" she said, "let me ride while you just enjoy, baby. You'll love this, I promise." 

She leaned over my head and turned on a record player with a disco record on it. Then she showed me the advantage a tall woman has when fucking a short man. She looped her arms under my shoulders and hooked her legs around my legs, giving her control of my body from head to toe, and boy was she strong! She wiggled her way down my cock a half inch or so at a time, using her pussy muscles to squeeze and tease as she went. I wanted her to take it all in, every inch, but she stopped after she had about six inches inside her steaming cavern. Reaching up with both hands, I tried to pull her down the rest of the way onto my tool, but she braced her knees and wouldn't take the rest. I was the one groaning and moaning in ecstacy. The woman knew her shit. She knew exactly what to do and how to do it. I just lay there and let her do all the work. I was in heaven like I'd never been before with any other female. This lasted for several minutes, then she rolled over on her back again. 

There I was, 18, with this awesome dick standing up like a soldier at attention, kneeling over her. She had pretty much been in control of the whole situation, and that was fine by me.

I straddled her body, sitting at her midsection. I looked down at her beautiful body stretched out there. I knew she was built very well, but I had no idea she was so perfect. Long, willowy legs that were perfectly shaped, nice round little ass cheeks molded to perfection, a waistline that was hardly there at all, perfect tits standing firm, yet soft, and a face that should have graced all the women's magazines in the nation. I especially loved the way her pubic mound formed a well defined little hump over the entrance to her pussy, like looking over the curvature of the earth.

The heat from her body was incredible. She felt like a furnace as I backed my stiff cock back to her juicy moistness and re-entered her. We started giving each other little kisses all over the face, neck and shoulders as she wrapped those lovely arms around my body, pulling me down onto her tits. Her breathing was heavy now. I was amazed at how fast she got turned on. I felt her perfect little mound area pushing against my cock, and knew she was ready. I stretched her legs wide apart with my knees. She grasped each of her legs and held them out and up, exposing herself to me completely. I pulled out of her all the way and started jerking my cock until it got to its hardest and longest. 

Supporting myself with one arm, I raised myself and used my other hand to guide my member to her waiting slit. I inserted that fully erect penis in between her generous, thick labia and parted her slippery vaginal walls with ease. I gently lowered myself into her as we both moaned at the same time. I kissed her, and began to slowly push into her and rotate my cock as she met my rhythm and matched my stroke. I pushed in, pumping up, down, round and round, up, down... she moaned on each downstroke. I felt her love walls grip me tightly, as I moved in rhythm with her. In, out, in, out. 

"Oh, God," she moaned, "Oh, God, OH OHH. RAM ME DAMMIT! REAMMMmm MEEEeeeeeee!" 

She moaned louder, and I gritted my teeth and echoed her sounds. We were both helplessly hooked on each other now. 

"I love you," she said, gasping for breath, kissing my face all over. 

I knew it was a foregone conclusion that I was falling madly in lust with her too. 

"I love you, too," I moaned, as I continued to pump her.

Her fingernails dug into my back as she neared her climax. 

"Ahhh, Shit!" I yelled. 

She wrapped her legs around my thighs and started pumping like a jack hammer moaning deep in her throat, hands tightening around my shoulders and fingernails digging deeper. I stopped trying to keep up with her, she was relentless! I arched my back, trying to relieve the pain from her fingernails and prepare for the waves of the orgasms that I knew were about to hit both of us. Then she suddenly rotated her pussy upward and took my cock all the way in. Her eyes opened wide as she sucked in a deep breath. 

“Fuck me hard, dammit!” she yelled. “MAKE IT HURT YOU BASTARD!”

I tried to comply with her wishes.

“COME ON ON YOU SONOF BITCH, HARDER, HARDER, HARDER! MAKE-IT-HURT!”

I could feel her start to push, I suppose like women do when they have a baby. I could feel the resistance pushing against my dick as if she was trying to push it out of her pussy. So I shoved my dick all the way in and held my pelvis against her mound as hard as I could, grinding in little circles, trying to make it hurt her.

Her eyes were wild, as they flew open wide. “Annnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she screamed. “YESSSSS. YESSSSSssssssssssssss!”

Suddenly both our bodies started to spasm together, and I could feel her juices flowing over my cock as I held it there buried deep inside her pushing, hot, buttery insides. I don't mind telling you, it was all I could do to stay on. This woman had hard, nearly violent orgasms! She held me down tight against her body while she bucked and pumped and moaned. Then she drew her long legs straight back and rested them on my back while opening as wide as she could. She reached down and even tried to stuff my balls into her hole! I finished cumming inside her. She screamed in pleasure as I felt her throbbing muscles around my squirting shaft. It felt SO GOOD, and lasted for what seemed to be a painful eternity. 

The time had passed, and we collapsed in each others arms, sharing little kisses as the world around us slowed down to normal. We whispered "I love you," to each other endlessly, or so it seemed. I never knew making love could be like this. Although my member was now rather flaccid, her eager vaginal muscles still clenched onto it as we rolled over and she climbed atop my satiated body, laying her head on my chest. The woman had killed my dick! My now totally limp manhood backed out of her wet, slippery moistness and flopped onto my leg with an audible plop. That was one hell of a first fuck, but it wasn't the last time. 

Our affair lasted for two years, and we had many exciting sexual adventures together. She took me from fumbling, bumbling teenage uncertainty to confident, cocksure manhood. But sadly, it ended on a bad note, as most illicit love affairs must eventually do. Her husband, her former lover, and my girl friend all found out about us. It was a little scary for a while, especially for me. There is a moral to this story, and it is this: NEVER, EVER, HAVE AN AFFAIR WITH A MARRIED WOMAN! ESPECIALLY IF SHE HAS A JEALOUS FORMER LOVER IN ADDITION TO HER JEALOUS HUSBAND!

She ended up in a nasty divorce, after which she moved away. She asked me to go with her, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. You see, I realized that though I thought I loved her dearly, I was not IN LOVE with her. There's a difference. I only saw her twice since my 19th birthday. I hope she was able to put the pieces of her life back together and get on with it. She exists now only as a fine memory.

Ravenous



You follow the instructions on the anonymous not you received, arriving promptly at 9pm. You knock on the hotel door before you hesitantly, noting the room number, "69", as you do... although, not for the first time.

The door begins to open, and you gaze uncertainly into the room before you. The room is dark, except for yhe light shining through the doorway and slanting across the floor. By this small illumination, you can see that the room is a suite, this being only the main sitting room. You take a step ito the room, squinting into the darkness, searching for the one who brought you here.

The door closes behind you with a "click", loud in the obscurity and complete silence that enshrouds you. A figure moves from the door and comes up behind you. I mold myself against your back and wrap my arms around your waist pressing my palms against your chest, and pressing my breasts into your back. I rub my cheek against the back of your neck, then pull away, catching your hand and leading you through the darkness into another room.      

This room, like that main one is completely dark. I lead you forward slowly, then turn you around and push. You fall heavily onto the end of a large king sized bed, your body sliding on the satin sheets. Catching yourself with your hands, you are unprepared for me to land on top of you. I press myself against you, nipping your neck, then trailing kisses to your mouth, where I catch your lower lip between my teeth and tug lightly, before sliding my tongue past your lips and rubbing it against yours. You respond, arching up against me and closing your eyes, as I run my hands up and down your chest, and caress your face. I tease your tongue with mine coaxing you into my mouth while deftly rising your hands above your head and into cuffs secured to the headboard. I grin at your start of surprise before kissing you again, while prying your shoes off with my feet. I deftly unfasten your jeans, and pull them along with your boxers, and your sox (musn't forget the sox!) off your legs. You are intrigued now, not knowing what to expect from me. Your knowledge in my identity is secure, and you are bemused at my use of darkness. You can feel the smooth fabric of my satin pants against your now bare skin, and the tails of my blouse trail against your stomach.

   I grin as I feel the velvet of your blue shirt, then quickly unbutton it, pulling the sleeves up onto the chain connecting the two cuffs together, then run my hands up your chest before cupping your face and kissing you yet again. I slide off to your side, then lift your side and push, communicating to roll over without words. Once you are on your stomach, I rise from the bed and walk over to a table, you can hear the faint rustle of my pants, as I move about. A march flares, and for a moment, the room is illuminated, and you smell a musky burning scent, incense you realize. I light several candles as well, strategically placed around the bed and room to cast a golden glow across the bed. 

   I return, and you feel me slide onto the bed. I straddle your buttocks, resting lghtly on my legs. You hear a soft "pop" sound, then shortly feel smooth oil spreading across your back. The scent of Vanilla invades your senses and you groan as I stroke my hands along your sore muscles, kneading, relaxing. I rub your neck loosening the tension, and strain before moving to your shoulders. I move to the side of you and rub one arm until it is slack and loose within it's bonds, befor emoving to the other side and repeating the process. Straddling you again, I place my hands at the base of your spine, then leane my weight into you, crackign your back, them moving up to crack it again. I grin as you moan in pleasure, then turn around. I rub your feet, tenderly massaging them, then move slowly up your legs, stroking your calves and "chopping" them until they relax. Reaching your thighs I knead them, "accidentally" brushing against your balls between your legs, causing you to jerk in response.

   Your body languid, I turn you over, grinning into your hooded eyes. Slowly I remove my shirt, unbuttoning it slowly, as I run my hands up and down my own body, cupping my breasts and brushing the nipples with my thumbs before moving to the next button. I straddle your leg and press my wet pussy against it, rubbing my clit against the fabric of my pants, as I strip the shirt off and toss it to the floor beside the bed. You watch me lazily, as I rise and remove the pants, standing before you naked. I raise my hands to my hair, and it falls around my shoulders and partway down my back as I tilt my head back, arching and stretching as I run my hands down my sides to my hips, then back across my breasts. You wonder what I am about, but remain "patient", your cock hardening as you contemplate what I could be planning to do with you.    

I drop my head back foreward meeting your eyes from beneath my lashes with a predatory look as I run my tongue along my teeth and lick my lips. I move back to the bed and creep across the foot to you on all fours, my eyes locked to yours the whole way. As I reach you, I run my tongue up your cock, from your balls to the tip, taking the head into my mouth and sucking lightly. At your indrawn breath, I smile and graze my teeth gently against you. Not enough to hurt, but just enough to heighten sensation before running my tongue around the tip again and releasing you from my mouth. You groan as I slide up your body, resting my dripping pussy against your hard cock. You arch your back, pressing to take me, but I pull back. I grind my clit against your cock, then kiss you, my tongue entangling with yours as I scrape my nails across your chest.

Pulling away, I roll to your side, and turn, taking your cock into my mouth and sucking. Cupping your balls, I take you deep into my throat and you moan pulling at your bonds, and growling at me. I pull back and grin, pumping your cock with ym hand before taking you in my mouth again. You jerk against your bonds, and I suck harder, rubbing my tongue against the base of you. When you are about to cum, I tighten my hold on you, causing you to jerk again. I press lightly on the base of your penis, and you groan, as I suck harder on the head. I grin, knowing you are frustrated and want to let go, but are unable to as long as I hold you. When I am sure you are no longer "cumming", I let go, and sweep you with my tongue once more. I turn back and laugh at the stunned expression on your face before straddling you. 

"Will you be good if I let you go?" I tease.

In answer you growl at me, a feral look in your eye. I laugh and press my pussy against your cock again, teasing, while I reach above your head to free you. As soon as you are loose, you grab my hips and slam me down onto your cock, thrusting as deep as you can go before rolling me over onto my back. I wrap my arms around your back and hold onto you, my nails digging into your flesh. You continue to thrust, a deep even rhythm, as you lean over to take my nipple into your mouth. You suck lightly, then harder as you twist the other one between your thumb and forefinger, then graze your teeth along the nipple before bitting down slightly. I jerk and moan and you laugh before moving to the other breast. I arch my back to bring you deeper, pressing your face into my breasts and wrapping my legs around your hips. You increase your thrusts, nearing the edge, and kiss me wildly. I kiss you back, then pull you tighter running my tongue against your neck before biting down and sucking, just as my body tightens, and I flood you with my juices, my pussy clenching you tight. You groan and thrust one last time, pulling away from my teeth and slamming my hips into yours as you cum. 

You lean foreward and kiss me, still panting before pulling out and collapsing on the bed beside me. I open my mouth, then shut it, then look confused. You laugh at me, stretching your body before sitting up. I arch my back like a cat, then roll onto my stomach. You turn to look at me before heading to the bathroom and the shower. We clean up, then return to the bedroom, where we dress and lay back down onto the bed. I roll over and straddle you, my leg sliding on the sheet. "Hungry?" 



Ravenous



A cold night had come again to their castle, then again when one lived in a place consumed by snow it was rare not to have a cold night. Being a demon of ice and spirit the cold should not have bothered Mari at all, though it did, because she craved her mate's touch on nights like these. Purple lips curled into a smile while she played with the youngest member of their rather large family, most of whom lived in the castle with them or just outside of it. Mari rose from her kneeling pose as a male came into the room who just happened to be one of the males who irritated her.

"How goes the eve Ir?"

"Fine. Your king is back, figured you'd want to go see him."

If the cocky smile wasn't any clue Ir figured that soon as she reached her mate, king of their home and family, she'd jump his bones. Which may have been a valid assumption if she was not more in the mood to just be in his arms. Looking down at the little one who was still playing Mari shifted glowing violet eyes to Ir, the look in them all too serious.

"Make sure she gets back to her parents safely, Ir."

"Hey, I only follow the king's orders, not yours."

Shaking her head softly Mari exited the room, heading for the chambers that she shared with her mate while she tried to figure out if Ir would in fact make sure the child faired well. Knowing that Jax wouldn't bring anyone into their family without trust, she kept faith in the fact that Ir would probably do the right thing. Bare feet made little to no noise on the stone in the hallways while she made her way, the black silks she wore making even less sound as there was barely anything to them, basically a black leather bra and panties with a loin cloth that reached her feet tied at both hips. Mari didn't wear such things just to show off for her mate, she also wore them because it was traditional dress for females in her home realm.

Reaching their chambers Mari stilled, her pointed ears listening for any sounds in the chambers or the hall, but nothing came to her senses. A slight blush came to her snow white cheeks while she shifted a lock of her silver hair behind one long pointed ear. Opening the door to their room she stepped inside quietly, closing the door behind her once she had cleared it. Shifting her eyes around she didn't see Jax and confusion warred over the plane of her face before she moved to the bathroom, hearing the slight splashes of water. Entering the room she found Jax up to his neck in hot water, head laid back against the edge of the tub, eyes closed.

Moving over to the raised bath she walked silently up the steps to sit on the marble next to his head, running long fingers through his bright blue hair. Seeing him stir she smiled when his red eyes opened to stare up into hers with a smirk. Playing her claws over the horns that his hair almost hid from view she leaned over him, brushing her lips against his in a soft kiss.

"How went the meeting my love?"

"Just a bunch of their normal complaints and issues."

"Seems you will never escape them."

"Kind of like a gang, once you join you can never really quit. Lucky me they pretty much ignore me until they want something."

"She wasn't there was she?"

"Jealous Mari?"

"Until the day she dies at my feet."

With a laugh Jax wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into the hot bath while she yelped in surprise, but then that ended in a growl of annoyance.

"These are my favorite silks!"

"I haven't ruined them, yet."

"No, you shredded the last ones so badly they could not be repaired..."

"Then take them off or have them shredded."

Glowering a little a Jax, Mari raised her hand from the water, giving a snap magic flowed around them right before her silks disappeared from her pale skin. Smirking at her Jax pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her waist while she wrapped her arms around his neck. Demonic runes that matched the color of her glowing eyes traveled along the middle of her forehead to stop just above her nose, but more started in the valley between her breasts stopping at her navel, the final set were placed above her sex. Smiling at Jax she ran her fingers over the marking she had made on his back to join the other etchings he had there, etching he had placed into her own back by way of his blood, his name going up her spine. 

"Miss me Jax?"

"No."

"Liar, you missed me."

Laughing lightly he pulled her even closer, forcing Mari to straddle him in the tub so she could press against him, kissing his lips. Seemingly unable to help herself Mari rocked her hips down against Jax' swelling shaft, her arousal plain in the way that she clung to him, claws digging into the flesh of his shoulders while her mouth bit and licked at his. Smirking against her lips he rose from the bath, water flooding down their bodies flowing between them as he stepped out of the tub and headed into the bedroom. Raking claws over his back as she was pressed down into the bed Mari looked up into his red eyes, smiling at the emotions she saw running through them. 

Taking both her wrists in one of his hands Jax pulled her arms up over her head while leaning down to scrape fangs over the side of her neck, being rewarded by her throaty moan. Her body writhed under his, not able to help herself when his fangs sank into the tender flesh of her neck to draw another yet louder moan from her lips. Jax' free hand went to her right breast, teasing it with his claws while he drew back from her neck and licked at the wound he had created in her flesh. Mari struggled against his grip on her wrists, pulling hard as she longed to sink her own claws into his flesh while his teased her own. Pulling up a little he whispered in her ear, hot breath making her shiver under him.

"Yes, struggle more, I like it when you struggle."

Before she knew it, magical chains had wrapped around Mari's wrists and ankles, chaining her tightly to the posts of the bed so she was completely open to Jax. Seeing her glowing eyes go wide, almost pleading, he smiled evilly before moving down her body to bring his mouth to her breasts. Though she had been struggling against the chains Mari stilled when his red eyes locked with hers right before his teeth slipped into the soft flesh of her breast, making her cry out in sweet pleasure pain. Curling her hands into fists Mari yanked against the chains, ignoring the feel of them cutting into her wrists as she just stared into his crimson eyes while Jax ran his tongue around her hard nipple. 

No longer needing to hold her down he hand his hands free to roam over her pale flesh, claws tracing the runes between her breasts while he switched the breast he was teasing, raking his fangs over her other nipple. Moaning lightly Mari writhed against the bed, her legs trying to clench together to stop the throbbing that had begun at her core. She knew he could smell her need, and not just by the spark in his red eyes but the hard press of his shaft against her hip. Moaning deep in her throat she rolling her hips, rubbing against the hard press of his shaft, smiling while he took a hissing breath.

"No, you be good."

"I do not want to!"

"Too bad."

Moving down her body Jax raked claws over her flat belly, enjoying the way she arched up into his harsh touch. Closing her eyes Mari shivered softly while he slid between her spread thighs, light kisses being feathered over the flesh of her inner thigh. Red eyes shifted to her glistening slit, his nostrils flaring as he smelled the sweetness of her need misting up to him from her core. Leaning in he gave a soft, barely touching lick to her slit, closing his own eyes while the taste of her flowed over his tongue. Strange how a female could tempt with just a taste, or the mere scent of her reaching a male's senses.

Spreading her lips wide his crimson gaze raked over her wet flesh with a smirk, fingers going to lightly caress her clit while he leaned in to explore her entrance with his tongue. Small moans fell from her lips while he explored her, removing his fingers from her clit so she would stay on the edge, right where he wanted her to be. Chains rattled and clinked against the posts of the bed while she struggled to free herself along with relieving the ache at her core that throbbed just for him. Blood started to flow down her right arm from her struggles against the chains, but as a demon she healed quickly and felt little to no pain.

"Jax... Please stop..."

"You want to stop so soon? Alright."

With that he pulled up from her body, going to the side of the bed to sit while he licked away the blood from her arm. Whimpering softly she shook her head, a growl of frustration leaving her while she struggled even harder against the chains, trying to reach him and the erect shaft that seemed almost to be pointing at her.

"No damn it! Don't stop... Make love to me Jax!"

"Not much in the mood to make love after that meeting..."

"Then fuck me!"

Smirking again he came down over her, pressing his lips to hers in a rough kiss that rocked Mari to her toes. Opening her mouth to him she let his tongue come inside and mingle with her own, flicking the tip of her tongue against one of his fangs while arching up to be closer to him. Feeling him pull back to nip at her lower lip she groaned again, not able to do anything at this point but to beg him.

"Please my love, I ache for you... Fuck me."

"Sounds like a command coming from the one that's all tied up."

"Please fuck me... Please please please please!"

Before she could open her mouth to beg again he was between her spread thighs, though he had not yet entered her weeping sex. Looking up into his eyes she felt the head of his shaft rub against her slit, the sensitive head of him connecting with her clit to make delicious friction. Panting heavily she rocked her hips against his, trying to arch up off the bed so she could capture his shaft with her core, unfortunately he gripped her hips and held her still. His smirk growing into a wicked grin, Jax slid slowly into her body, just the head of his shaft at first but then he pressed inside making her feel every inch of his shaft.

Once he was fully seated inside her channel he leaned over her shivering body to rake his fangs over the sensitive flesh of her neck. Soft moans fell from her lips while she tried to rock her hips into him, tried to fuck him with her tight core but his hands on her hips held her fast. Chuckling against her throat he withdrew almost completely from her body before thrusting back inside, using almost his complete strength and forcing her to cry out from the pleasure that wracked her body from the single thrust. Whimpering softly she felt him withdraw completely from her body right before she was flipped onto her stomach, the chains gone from her limbs as they were no longer needed.

Though she kept her legs together she felt him spread her lips from behind right before he was filling her body again, leaning over her with a growl. Shivering softly Mari dug her claws into the sheets of their bed, crying out with delight when he ran his tongue straight up the marking of his name along her spine. Jax' hips went to her hips to hold her still while he ground his hips against her ass, pushing as deep into her channel as he could get. Digging his claws into her hips he thrust into her, and Mari knew he'd been right when he had told her he was not in the mood to make love, instead he was pounding against her like a beast, and she loved the feeling of it. 

His chest pressed into her back while his shaft rutted within her core, rotating his hips every other stroke to drive the head of his shaft against the sensitive spot deep inside her body. Moans from Mari mixed with the sounds of Jax' grunting as they shifted together, both working toward the same goal, and that was a climax for their partner. Panting against the bed Mari felt the pleasure coil tight in her belly, making her inner muscles clamp down around his shaft so that he could barely move inside her but she could tell he didn't mind much as her core tried to milk him. 

Pressing her into the bed Jax opened his mouth as he thrust harder into Mari, sinking his fangs into her throat and forcefully locking her to him while he felt her cum around his shaft. Growling against her throat he thrust deeply into her clenching channel, letting his seed spill deep within Mari. After long moments of panting against her neck he pulled his fangs from her flesh, laying fully against her while they caught their breath. Rolling to the side Jax dragged her with him, curling against her back while he felt the little after shocks of pleasure that rolled through her body.

"Mayhap you should go to those meetings more often?"

"No thank you Mari."

"Aw, but I like it when you're rough like that."

"You have but to ask."

Kissing her shoulder Jax held Mari tight to him while she folded her arms across the front of her body, still joined together by his shaft. Closing her eyes she drifted off to a peaceful sleep, a few delicious dreams of Jax filling her mind, and on instinct she fed the images to him in his own sleep just to torture him. When they woke up she'd be in trouble... And Gods she couldn't wait.



Ravenous: An Altheon Story



His feet pounded the sidewalk in a rhythmic almost frantic staccato. He had been pursuing her fading scent for what seemed like hours and he knew that soon the breakneck pace he had set would slow him, even the undead would eventually falter. He shot past the corner of an alleyway and there her scent hit him like a sledgehammer to the chest. The smell of her pheromones and blood clung to the air around him and it seemed as if individual molecules stuck to his skin. Finally, he neared the end of the alleyway, and there slumped under the soft glow of the street light was the woman he had relentlessly pursued. Her red hair shone like fire in the light and her creamy white skin almost seemed luminescent. Quickly he reached her and gathered her up into muscular arms. She was unresponsive, and much too cold. His intelligent gray eyes immediately sought the hollow in her neck, and he was not surprised to see the twin punctures of a vampire bite already healing into a purplish bruise. His deft fingers found their way to her delicate neck to check her pulse. There was none; not even a hint of one: she had been dead for at least twenty minutes. He gathered her now lifeless body to his chest, threw his head back and howled in utter agony. He had been too late.

"Jetta!!!"

Altheon snapped awake feeling hung-over; the word he had just spoken clung to his lips like poison. He cradled his head in his hands and sobbed, it had been almost six months since he had lost her and she still haunted his dreams. Jetta had been the perfect woman. She was exactly his type in every way; flawless body, wonderful personality, type AB blood and perfect psychic energy. Every time he had been with her had been rapture. It had also been torture. He had loved her, yet whenever he was with her the blood lust would become so strong he would have to go hunt afterwards. Those kills had not been particularly pretty; throats ripped open, veins slashed, flesh torn. When he woke in the evening from those kills he almost didn't recognize the savage starring back at him in the mirror, his prey's blood framing his face like a grotesque mask; no vampire ever fed like that. He had been desperately searching for a way for them to be together, but the only solution he could think of was to turn her. It was her death that led him to the dungeon. It was her death that finally made him able to break his vow to never make another vampire. 

A small sound behind him brought him out of his revelry. Altheon half turned on his bed and saw the window by his fire escape slowly slide open. The next thing he knew a shapely leg clad in skin tight black leather and mile high stilettos pushed itself into his apartment followed by the rest of Vai's equally shapely body. He ran his gaze over the length of her body taking in the leather pants that fit her like a second skin, her tightly toned bare midriff, the lacy red bustier and her dark semi-erect nipples under it, and finally her long raven dark hair and bright green eyes. He shot her a predatory gaze and then realized he was still in his bed; less than half dressed and looking like road kill. 

"Hi!" Her greeting was pleasant and warm. "I was in the area and I thought I'd pop in to see how you were doing after last night's festivities." She arched one of her eyebrows at him and then laughed. "Altheon, are you ok? You look like shit. No offense of course."

"Hello to you too, Vai. I'm alright, I've just risen and it wasn't the most restful of nights if you know what I mean." He shuffled his blankets trying in vain to find something to cover his chest with.

"Well I know Skye and I tired you out, but I thought you'd be recovered by now. I was ready for round two." Her green eyes traced a path from his face down his naked torso to the blanket covering his lower half. "You know you really don't have to be so modest, it's not like I haven't seen it before. Let's see if this doesn't perk you up?"

Altheon's attention was riveted on Vai as she sinuously crossed the room, her hips undulating like a pole dancer. The black leather creaked as she straddled his hips and ran her hands slowly up his chest to his shoulders. He could feel the muscles in her thighs flex as her nimble yet strong fingers found his shoulders and guided him to the bed. The look of lust in her perfect green eyes as she rode him to the mattress held him a captive yet aroused prisoner. 

He moaned softly as her supple velvety soft lips brushed his neck and then proceeded to kiss their way down his chest. Her fangs grazed his nipples and he could tell she delighted in the reaction; part pain, part pleasure that it produced. Finally, after what seemed like an hour of torturous agony her lips reached the blanket thrown haphazardly over his lap. 

Vai grasped the blanket and threw it off revealing his boxers and his already semi-hard cock. She delivered a perfectly timed moan and she drew his boxers off and flung them over her shoulder. Agonizingly; ever so slowly she razed her nails along the sensitive insides of his thighs and then lowered her moist warm mouth to his waiting dick. Her tongue teasingly caressed him; circling his tip in tight little circles, flicking the firm ridge, then taking one long slow lick from base to tip and then back again. 

Vai locked her penetrating predator's eyes on his as she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, and delighted in the low moan he produced as she twirled her tongue around it occasionally dipping it into the slit on the end tasting him. She moved her mouth down the length inch by inch, flicking her tongue along the underside of his dick until he filled her mouth. Her eyes sought his and then finally she slid him all the way into the back of her throat. She razed her nails down his chest and thighs, as she began to find her rhythm. 

Altheon's eyes wandered over the silhouette of Vai's sensuous curves as her mouth worked its wonders on him. He grabbed her long black hair in his hands and pulled it firmly as his eyes ran down the length of her; the tantalizing peek of her pale skin low on her back, the stark contrast of her red bustier and her black leather pants, the tightness of her ass. He gasped in rapture as she pulled his throbbing cock out of her warm mouth, then ran her tongue down him to lick and suck at his balls, her hands caressing his cock. He moaned her name loudly through his clenched teeth as she finally decided she had had enough of teasing him. She began to move her mouth and hand in tandem over him, eliciting gasps of pleasure from him with each downward thrust. She reached behind him and dug her fingers into his back scratching wherever she could reach, until he couldn't take it any longer. He heard his breathless voice tell her he was going to come, and his hand tightened in her hair drawing her down as he filled her mouth with his warm cum; her mouth sucking down every last drop.

Vai licked her way back up his shaft and planted a kiss on the tip of his cock. "Good evening." She giggled. "You look like you feel better now." 

"That was amazing. And yes, I do feel better now. That was a nice way to wake for the evening."

"So are you going to tell me what you were dreaming about now? You looked positively horrible when I came in."

Altheon sighed and closed his eyes, avoiding her gaze for a minute. He wasn't even sure how to answer. She was asking him to tell her the deepest secrets of his soul. He wasn't exactly sure if he could even put it into words. How did you explain something like Jetta to someone? "It was nothing, really."

"Altheon, don't lie. You looked like shit when I came in. I know what pain looks like. We've been friends for a while now, you don't have to tell me but you know I am always here to listen." Vai directed her best compassionate glance at his soft gray eyes, and was almost shocked to see the raw pain that lay there. She had never known he hurt like this.

"I was dreaming about a woman I loved once. She human and she was my type, if you know what I mean." A memory swam to the surface of his thoughts; Jetta's lustrous red hair and the smell of the velvet skin as he kissed her neck, the way she moaned softly as he fought the urge to plunge his fangs into her carotid artery. He shook his head and visibly gathered himself, drawing himself up straight and squaring his shoulders. "Her name was Jetta and she was perfect. Whenever we were out it was all I could do not to sink my fangs into her perfect milky white throat. Her energy was pure. Her scent was almost overwhelming. But she was also beautiful and her personality was amazing. I couldn't think of any way to stop seeing her but every time after I left her I had to go out and kill something. The bloodlust was so strong that those kills were incredibly violent. The only thing I could think of was to turn her. But that was before; I could never bring myself to do it. "

Vai smiled gently and caressed his hand with hers. "What happened to her, Altheon?"

"I was going to talk to her about what I was and see if she wanted to be turned. I had serious doubts about whether or not I could actually turn her; however, I knew I could never be satisfied with my existence without her. I arrived moments too late; her loft was in shambles and smelled of struggle and fear. Another vampire, I assume a rival of mine, found her apartment. Whoever it was took her and killed her. I began tracking her scent just a few minutes after they left. By the time I had found her all that was left was her lifeless body."

"I'm so sorry Altheon, I never had any idea." Vai drew him close and hugged him to her. She nuzzled his neck with her nose breathing in his scent. "You're cold. You need to feed. Want to come hunt with me?"

"Sure. Let me get dressed and I will meet you at Masquerade in about 20 minutes." 

"Hurry, baby," was all she said as she slipped back out his window as quietly and swiftly as she came.

Altheon swung his legs over the edge of his bed his head still a little fuzzy from his nightmare and Vai's amazing blow job. He smiled enjoying the way his fangs poked into his lips. Hunting with Vai was always fun. Masquerade was one of the local vampire clubs in the city. There vampires mixed with humans, some who suspected and were willing and others that were completely oblivious. A vampire could always find an easy meal there. 

He quickly dressed for the evening; black leather pants to match Vai's, a red t-shirt from one of his favorite bands and his leopard print Vans. The t-shirt hugged his broad shoulders and slender frame, showing off the lean muscle underneath. He checked himself in his mirror and thought he looked like a rock star. 

Under 20 minutes later he found himself standing at the secluded entrance of Masquerade. Masquerade could best be described as the love child of a night club and a swinger's lounge, with a dash of the supernatural mixed in. The club's owner had envisioned a place where vampires could mingle among humans and no one would be the wiser. The dark, smoky, sexual atmosphere helped to camouflage the predatory nature of many of the clubs patrons. It was one of the few places where you could get a meal and get laid all on the same night. 

Altheon leaned against the brick wall next to the entrance waiting for Vai. It had been a while since he had been to Masquerade. As much as he hated being a predator sometimes he still loved the thrill of the chase. The club was usually just too easy. It required no skill to get these mortals to trust you. "Altheon!" He snapped his eyes up and saw Vai swaying her way down the alley to the entrance. She practically glided on her four inch stilettos and he couldn't help but enjoy the hypnotic way her hips swayed with each footfall. Her black leather pants hugged her curves like they were painted on and her breasts jiggled in her sexy bustier. He could still see the glimpse of her nipples under the red lace, giving him a tantalizing peek at her state of arousal. 

"You look good enough to eat." She purred as she leaned in to kiss him. Her tongue easily found its way into his eager mouth and she kissed him deeply.

Altheon embraced her and returned Vai's kiss, hungrily devouring her. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and drew it along the sharp edge of one of his fangs. Her small intake of breath was enough to tell him he had bled her. The taste of her metallic blood filled his mouth electrifying his taste buds. He pulled her in closer, sliding his hands down the curves of her hips to finally settle on her tight ass and sucked her lip until her wound closed. He broke off the kiss and looked into her green eyes, already feeling the blood lust beginning to bloom. Feeding off of Vai always gave him an energetic rush; he suspected it was a combination of her supernatural blood and her amazing sexual energy. "Ready?" She nodded her approval and he offered her his arm. 

They descended the narrow stairs into the cavernous basement that was Masquerade. The inside of the club was lit with a sultry ambiance. The low lighting created shadows where couples snuggled up to neck, as it were. There was a rich mahogany bar running the length of one wall where scantily clad bartenders mixed a variety of extremely alcoholic concoctions. On the bar voluptuous women danced in lingerie and go-go boots. There was a large dance floor complete with all the night club essentials; strobe lights, speakers, thumping bass, television screens, and a number of drunk people rubbing all over each other as if they would never feel human contact ever again. Everyone was dressed scantily. Women wore lingerie tops, booty shorts, skin tight pants or skirts that Altheon was pretty sure barely met the requirements to legally be considered clothing. The men, human and immortal alike, all played the part of confident predators each looking to score their prey for the night; the humans looking for their next sexual conquest and the immortals looking for dinner and possibly a good fucking beforehand. 

Altheon and Vai found two open seats at the bar among the press of flesh. One of the specialties of Masquerade was that you could order any drink "bloody" from the vampire bartenders. The owner of Masquerade had made a deal with a corrupt employee at the local blood bank and they provided a steady inflow of various types grade A blood to spice up the drinks for their unusual patrons. Altheon flagged down Krystal, the bartender that usually served him when he came to the club. He ordered bloody martinis for both he and Vai and settled his back against the bar, his arm around Vai's slender waist, and began to narrow the hunt down.

Vai shifted slightly and turned to peer into his gray eyes. She ran her long nails along the side of his cheek to draw his head close and then purred "So, did you want to do all your hunting here or just begin with an appetizer among the easy prey and then move on to tougher game?"

Altheon raised the fluted glass to his lips savoring the slight hint of AB over the dry Martini and then grinned at her. She had read his mind. "I figured the club could be just a warm up. It's been a long time since I have hunted properly. I'd like to feel the adrenaline rush of chasing down my prey, and savor the fear pounding in their pulse as I feed." 

"That sounds like a great time." She arched her eyebrow at him and offered him a coy smile, "You always did like foreplay."

The two vampires lounged with effortless grace against the solid mahogany bar and watched the interactions in the sea of humanity before them; their noses full of human musk. The air was thick with the scents of sweat, lust, and pheromones. The feverish dancing helped keep the blood flowing, giving everyone a suitably rosy glow to their enhanced senses. Over the already heady scent in the air Altheon caught a whiff of sweet AB and slowly turned his head to stare at the beauty before him.

An absolutely gorgeous brunette on the dance floor was sloppily grinding on an overweight middle aged man. She had to have been completely blasted as she was beyond out of his league. He watched as the man's sweating hands turned her to face him and slid his knee between her legs and offered her another place to gyrate her body. 

Altheon watched her lithe body as she moved. She had on a mesh top with a lacy black bra underneath that helped show off her small perky breasts. He couldn't help but gaze at the way they bounced slightly as she moved to the beat. He followed the line of her body down and focused on her petite waist and the slight flare of her hips. She was small and delicate throughout and her scent was almost overwhelming. He knew it was mainly because she had over indulged in alcohol which had thinned her blood, but he had decided he wanted to taste her. He was about to tell Vai that he had found his appetizer when he noticed she had already slipped off. He wasn't surprised really, Vai was a true predator. She would happily feed several times a night if possible. 

He casually pushed himself away from the bar and sauntered toward the tiny brunette, moving with poise and agility. Altheon reached her with ease and just as casually put his arm around her waist and gently lifted her away from the middle aged man she had draped herself over. She took in his striking features and gave him her best smile; the man on the other hand didn't have quite as good of a reaction. 

"Hey asshole! What the fuck? Can't you see the lady was dancing with me?"

Altheon barely spared the man a glance before repositioning the lovely little brunette on his own leg. "I'm pretty sure she'd prefer my company to yours." The brunette was so far gone she would've preferred the company of a broom to his, but he didn't care to elaborate.

The man however, knowing that the brunette was sure to put out was not so easily dissuaded. "What the fuck gives you the right to swoop in here and grab someone else's girl? That fucking broad is a sure thing tonight and a hot fucking piece of ass, and I don't even need beer goggles to tell me that." His sweating brow had gone from elated to belligerent and his fists were balled at his sides. Altheon could just tell he was looking for a fight.

"Look mister, I would really prefer to avoid causing any trouble here. But as you can clearly see she's having a good time," he gesticulated to the brunette gyrating on his thigh just as surely as she was simulating a sex act. "And you know she's gonna chew her own arm off tomorrow when she wakes up next to you. So why don't we call it even. You got to have her grind all over you tonight, cop a few feels and rub your aching hard on all over her very perky ass. But I am going to have to take it from here. Go home. Jerk off. And count yourself lucky that she consumed six cosmos and you happened to be nearby." And with that he turned most of his attention back to the brunette. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the man's face contort in an expression that can only be described as rage. He watched as the man cocked his fist back to hit him, and then watched in slow motion as the drunken moron telegraphed his punch at his face. Just as suddenly his vampire senses kicked in. Time returned to normal for all the patrons of the bar aside from him. 

To Altheon it seemed as if he had all the time in the world. He moved the sexy but still nameless brunette off his thigh and turned to face his attacker's bulk. He watched as the fist made its way through space and time towards his face. He watched as the middle aged man's face changed from just being angry to wanting to kill him for messing up his chance at getting laid by a hot girl. And in that moment he reached out and seized the man's approaching fist in his hand and squeezed with his vampire strength. And then without mercy he watched the middle aged man crumple to the floor holding his smarting hand. The rest of the people in the club remained oblivious to the drama that had just played out on the dance floor. The man glared up at him with loathing in his eyes. And Altheon smirked down at him. "Are you satisfied now, you fucking piece of shit? This is what happens when you mess with your evolutionary superiors. I told you to fucking walk away. The girl is happy where she is." 




Ravenous: An Altheon Story



Altheon waited until the man had gotten the point and moved on to easier prey, and then turned his attention back to the brunette. She was so far gone that she didn't even realize her dance partner had changed. Altheon smiled down at her and enjoyed the feeling of her compact body moving along the length of his thigh. "Hi beautiful, what's your name?"

To her credit the brunette actually looked up at him with her glazed over eyes and tried to make sense of the situation. "Either I am completely fucked up or you're a different dude," she slurred at him.

"I'm a different guy. I noticed your previous dance partner slipping something into your drink while your back was turned and felt like I just had to intervene. So I came out here to the dance floor and got you away from him." Ok, so it was a complete fabrication, but it served two purposes. One, it would help her trust him and two; it would later explain the gaps in her memory. He looked in her eyes and tried to seem non-threatening. 

"Oh. " The brunette looked around in vain trying to find the man that had drugged her. "I am so thankful that you are so alert. I can't imagine what would've happened to me if you hadn't taken charge." She then flashed a brilliant shit eating grin up at him. "Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

Altheon nearly beamed. His ruse had worked. She believed him hook line and sinker. Of course this was also the reason he found Masquerade so unchallenging. Any mortal when properly inebriated believed any bullshit story you fed them. "Well I would like to know your name. I'm Altheon, but you can call me Al if you want."

"It's Jessica. Is there anything else I can do for you Altheon?"

"Well right now you can just dance with me. I would love to feel your body move to the beat of the music; maybe a little while from now we can go over to one of the private booths and get to known each other better?'

She nodded up at him and then began to move her body in perfect rhythm to the beat of the music. Her hips seemed to be choreographed to match his and he could feel the beginning stirrings of the blood lust. His senses were afire and he could smell every inch of his dance partner; her sweat, her blood, and her lust all mingled into a delicious aroma cocktail in his nose. He glided his hands over the swell of her ass cheeks and then under the mesh of her shirt. They roamed her body as she moved against him. It was all he could do to restrain himself. He knew Vai was right, he was hungry and it had been too long since he had fed like this. His hands grazed her breasts and she purred. Altheon had decided he had enough dancing for tonight. 

"Jessica?" He had used his best come hither vampire voice, "Do you want to go somewhere a little more intimate?"

He could tell the voice had worked. Her pupils dilated and she all but collapsed into his arms. She could barely manage a nod of acceptance. 

Altheon took her by her hand and led her over to the bar. "Hey Krystal...can you buzz me in for upstairs please." Once the door opened he scooped Jessica up in his arms. The combination of the aphrodisiac and the liquor had worked its way through her and she had slipped into an almost pliable trance. He knew that she would do just about anything he wanted now.

The upstairs of Masquerade was strictly vampires and their "guests" only. The upstairs was all macabre swingers lounge. It was littered with bordello opulence: plush furniture; red velvet upholstered couches, beds with rich burgundy sheets, over stuffed pillows. Sheer curtains draped down from the posts of each of the beds giving sensual silhouettes of the carnal activities taking place there. The voyeurs lazed on the couches getting off as other vamps fed and fucked. 

Altheon carried Jessica over to one of the lavish beds and gently laid her down on the silk sheets. He drew the curtains to give them a small amount of privacy and then slid in comfortably next to her. His hands traced the contours of her face and body, moving with slow deliberate grace. He grasped her shirt in his cool fingers and tenderly drew it over her head. The lacy black bra that cupped her lovely B cup breasts tantalized him and he leaned back to enjoy the view. Her nipples were already erect; he could catch glimpses of dusky pink peeking through the lace. He drew her teeny leather skirt down next, enjoying the way she wiggled as his cool fingers touched her scalding flesh. The view was amazing; her ivory skin almost seemed to glow against the back drop of the deep burgundy sheets. He removed his own clothing to reveal his pale luminescent flesh. He looked like a smooth alabaster statue, toned and tight. 

Jessica's lust was apparent. She writhed and had begun to moan softly. When he pressed the entire length of his body against him the chill in his skin roused her sense of alarm. "Shit you're cold!" 

"You're just going to have to warm me up somehow." And he brought his lips down on hers, his tongue exploring her mouth. His hands cupped the swell of her breasts and kneaded them and then her passion exploded.

Jessica broke off their kiss and brought her gaze to his. Her eyes which had been doe-eyed now seemed to almost be liquid brown fire. Lust smoldered out of her and he knew he had her. She arched her back in an almost cat like gesture and then sat up and looked him dead in the eye as she unclasped her bra. Slowly she slid the straps down her arms and then pulled the cups away to reveal her cute smallish breasts. Her nipples were tiny and hard and she grazed her fingers over them shuddering as the sensations ran through her body. Her fingers lightly pinched them and she moaned through her slightly parted lips. 

She removed her matching panties in similar fashion. She parted her legs and rubbed her clit gently. Her fingers wandered downwards and she slid them into her already soaked pussy, they glistened with wetness in the soft light when she held them before him. He grasped her hand and drew her fingers into his mouth, sucking the juice off them. She crawled toward him on the bed, lithe and agile like a panther. Her fingers slid easily through his soft black hair and then down over his powerful shoulders and chest. She marveled at the chill of his skin and the firmness of his pecs and abs. Her warm fingers finally wound their way down to his stiff prick and she firmly wrapped them around his shaft. She gently squeezed it enjoying the way his cock pulsed in her hand. 

The blood lust had firmly grasped hold of him and he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold off taking her much longer. His breath came in gasps now as his head lolled back against the headboard. The warmth of her flesh against his was excruciating and wonderful. A low guttural moan escaped his lips as her searing hot flesh straddled his lap, her juicy wet crevice positioned over his waiting cock. She gently held his throbbing member in his hand and traced it along the folds of her pussy, teasing him and drawing out the ecstasy of waiting. Finally, she slid herself down pushing him into her. The feel of her warm velvet softness around him made him cry out.

Jessica slowed slid herself down until she was completed impaled on his shaft. She leaned back, clutching his thighs, and started to swivel her hips in a torturously slow but ever widening circles. Her breasts bounced in time with her thrusts and Altheon knew that she was building toward a powerful almost ritualistic climax. He knew that this was a woman who was familiar with ritualistic sex. Her tempo had increased and she now rode him with animalistic abandon; her pelvis thrusting forward so each stroke ended deep inside her and her clit rubbed against his groin. Her breathing came in gasps and a thin sheen of sweat covered her body. 

The view was amazing. Her eyes were wild and her rich brunette hair whipped around her face as her compact body tensed with her impending climax. The small rivulets of sweat that slowly wound their way down her perky breasts, stiff nipples, and taut abs were a surprising turn on for him. And her scent was overpowering. The smell of lust hung in the molecules of air around them and underneath it all hovered the rich aroma of her AB blood. He could stand it no more he had to feed.

Altheon reached back and cupped one of her round ass cheeks in each of his hands and drew her toward him. He fucked her with frenzied passion, each of his long strokes reached deep inside her hot pussy. He knew his girth was filling her and bringing her closer and closer to climax. One of his hands found its way to her clit and he rubbed it with his thumb enthralled in the feeling of the tender nub under his finger. 

Within seconds he knew she was going to come. Her whole body tensed and she threw her head back and loosed an almost primal moan. Altheon drew her towards him, mashing her soft breasts and hard nipples against him. When he felt her shudder on top of him he buried his fangs in her luscious neck. 

The taste of her meaty blood filled his mouth and he savored it before allowing it to slowly slide down his throat. Then the blood lust slammed into him. He fed greedily at her neck and held her in his powerful arms while he pistoned his cock in and out of her. The feel of his fangs in her neck brought her to climax again. The way her twat pulsed and contracted around his dick drove him over the edge and his hot cum filled her. 

He gently withdrew his fangs and lapped at the few droplets of blood remaining on her silky flesh. His saliva had already begun the healing process, by dawn the evidence of his feeding would be nearly erased. When she came to the only real evidence of their time together would be the lurid bruise on her throat and the sluggish, dizzy feeling from the loss of blood. Vampires had made feeding into an art form over the centuries. Previously, most mortals were killed during feedings, now with the many advances in medicine to kill or not to kill was purely up to the vampire. Altheon usually preferred not to kill. He usually reserved that for the more unsavory characters he ran into. He had spent many nights in the city tracking murders and rapists and then ambushing them for the kill. He never killed when he came to the club, besides if every vampire killed every person they fed from someone would eventually make the connection. He could just see posse's of vampire hunters forming up and raiding their night spots. 

Altheon slid Jessica's nearly comatose pliable form off him. He tucked her into the bed and kissed her forehead. For an appetizer she has been most delicious. He knew that the staff of the club would take care of the details. She would be dressed and taken to the emergency room. The owner of Masquerade had made a deal with some of local cab companies, any time they needed transport for a victim they called those cabs. The drivers would take the person to the emergency room and make up some believable cover story. The person would get the proper medical attention for the anemia they would be feeling from blood loss or even a transfusion if the vampire had been particularly greedy, and no undue attention would ever be paid to their secret club.

Altheon glided back down to the first floor. He waved to Krystal to make sure she knew Jessica was still up there and in need of some attention. Krystal winked back at him in acknowledgement. He felt better now that he had fed; the bad memories of his earlier dream had faded into the distant background. His eyes scanned the bar searching for Vai, now that he was warmed up he was definitely ready for a challenge. After a few brief moments of searching he found her lounging casually in a shadowy nook along one of the walls. He locked eyes with her and then nodded his head in the direction of the exit. He knew that she had probably already gorged herself on the easy prey here and he was sure she would be ready for more of a challenge.

He made his way effortlessly out of the club and then leaned casually against the wall in the alley where his night had begun. Since he had fed his skin now felt warm to the touch and he reveled in the feel of the cool breeze against it. The barely audible creak of the door's hinges called his attention, and he saw Vai's silhouette emerge. Somehow she managed to look even more amazing then she had when they had met. Her skin was almost rosy; flush from the excitement of her numerous feedings. The moonlight bathed her in its luminescence and she looked radiant. "You look great! I can see you fed well."

"Well you don't look half bad yourself? If that brunette fucked half as good as she looked I bet you're sated."

Altheon smiled, "I'm pretty sure she fucked better than she looked. I'm almost certain she was some kind of pagan priestess, she definitely had a talent for ritualistic almost primal sex." He had been about to elaborate when the door creaked open again. This time a pretty young blond emerged. Altheon's nostrils flared as he caught the scent of roofies on her type O blood. She was definitely drunk and appeared nervous, she even glanced behind her a few times as she stumbled up the alley. Something or someone had put her guard up but the combination of drugs and alcohol was starting to have a noticeable effect on her ability to comprehend the situation. She had not even noticed Altheon and Vai nestled in the darkness of an adjacent doorway. 

The vampires watched intently from the shadows. The way she bobbled on her three inch heels they doubted she would make it to safety. As the cute little blond finally made it to the end of the alley the door next to them creaked open one more time. This time a large dark haired dark clad man slipped through. He was careful not to let the door bang closed. He leered at her and then his gaze turned predatory. She was now almost sedated enough to be oblivious to him. She leaned laboriously against the corner of a building and rummaged through her purse for her car keys. 

The man began to move stealthily up the alley towards her. He smiled gently at her as he reached her, the smile never touched his eyes but she was too drugged to notice. The man put an arm around her chilly shoulders and whispered reassuringly to her. Within seconds he had convinced her to go with him and they rounded the corner.

"Did you smell that?" Altheon whispered to Vai. 

Vai nodded. The smell of endorphins, adrenalin, lust, fear, and luckily for Altheon, type AB cut through the air around them. The air practically reeked of intended rape. "Smells like we found our main course." Her smile was lethal in the moonlight.

"Follow me, I want this fucker." Altheon and Vai glided silently through the night after their prey. When they reached the mouth of the alley they crossed the street and scaled the nearest building to stalk their prey from above. 

Moving silently from rooftop to rooftop they followed the pair to a nearby apartment complex. The woman was so inebriated and groggy from the drugs that the man was practically dragging her now. He managed to haul her bodily up the small flight of stairs in front of the main door to the complex, and get the door open before she passed out cold from the drugs and alcohol. The big man dragged her inside and then scooped her limp body into his arms. He then began the arduous climb up the steps with her.  

Altheon quickly climbed down from the building across the street and hurried over to the apartment complex with Vai on his heels. He peered into the poorly lit building and up the flight of steps. He could hear the burdened footfalls of the man above him and knew that he could easily take him now; but he wanted to wait until the man thought he had reached relative safety. He loved relying on the element of surprise when he hunted it made the chase and kill so much more thrilling. 

Altheon knew that this man had raped women before. He knew that the well thought out elaborate plan this man had used to snare his victim indicated that the man probably did this frequently. The blood lust surged into his core, filling him with the insatiable need to plunge his fangs into this man's neck and suck the life from him. The violence of what the man intended had slammed the weight of Altheon's earlier dream back into his conscious with full force. 

"Pull it back Altheon." Vai warned. "I know what you are thinking of and if you don't get it under control this is going to be messy. The last thing we need is the police finding a bloody mess in this district."

Altheon nodded in acknowledgement. The footfalls above them had stopped, and he heard the sound of a key being turned in a lock. He bounded up the stairs two at a time with Vai behind him. He knew that her blood lust was elevated as well. He could smell her excitement in the air around him. His fangs poked into his lips as he fought to hold back the desire to tear the man to pieces and bathe in his blood. 

When he reached the landing his eyes swept the hall looking for the door his prey had taken. A little way down the corridor he spotted a door with a rusty chain and padlock hanging from it. The hasp of the lock was open and it still swung slightly from being opened moments before. He knew this had to be the door. Altheon and Vai crept toward the door, their footfalls barely audible. He paused before the door listening with his vampire senses and clearly heard a soft groggy sounding moan followed by the sounds of some labored grunting. Without a doubt he knew this was the apartment. He carefully swung the door inward hoping their quarry would be too busy attempting to commit his date rape to notice them. 

Inside, the apartment was sparsely furnished, leaving no doubt in his mind that it was in fact a rape den. The sole piece of furniture in the room was a grimy mattress on the center of the floor. The man had ripped the woman's blouse down the center exposing her red lace bra. The woman's breasts heaved as she breathed deeply in her drug induced trance. One of his hands had worked its way under her skirt and rested on her the creamy skin of her upper thigh; the other cupped and massaged one of her perky breasts. In a bowl next to the mattress he had a stash of condoms. That thought that he was meticulously careful to keep DNA evidence from ever being found enraged Altheon the most. 

The nearly naked man hovered over his conquest. His hand moved to his crotch and jerked his dick a few times to ensure it remained hard and ready to violate the woman before him. Finally, he bent before the woman and reached toward the band of her panties. 

Vai decided she had had enough and swept into the room. She grasped the man around the throat and practically threw him down the hall to one of the bedrooms. He crashed into the wall but managed to find his feet rather quickly. 

"You fucking bitch! You could've broken my neck. What the fuck is your problem?" He apparently hadn't put two and two together to figure out that any woman who could pick him up and launch him probably wasn't the type of woman you wanted to tell off. He then noticed Altheon looming in the shadows over Vai's shoulder. "Are you fucking kidding me? What the hell are you, cops?" 

Vai smiled her predator's grin at him and said nothing. 

Altheon sneered at the man and then laughed, "No. Worse."

"Well fuck you both then." His hand blindly searched a night table behind him and brought forth a gun. When he saw that neither of them were armed, he continued, "You picked the wrong night to try and be heroes. First I'm gonna kill you smart ass, and then I'm gonna fuck your girlfriend here until she's senseless. If she's a good piece of ass maybe I'll only smack her around a bit." He lifted his right arm and pointed the gun at Altheon's head. 

It was the last thing he did with that arm. 

Altheon moved with starling speed down the hall and caught the man's gun hand in his fist. He squeezed using his vampire strength and crushed the bones in the man's hand. The gun slipped out of the man's ruined hand and clattered to the floor. He then rammed his fist upward and completely dislocated the man's shoulder. The world seemed to go in slow motion as the man starred in shock at his now useless arm. The man's eyes rolled almost completely up in his head and Altheon knew he was seconds away from fainting. "Wrong again dickhead."




Ravenous: An Altheon Story



Vai sprang forward and caught him, and pinned him to the wall before he could faint. She extended her free hand and ran her nails along the thick vein in his throat delighting in the way it jumped under her touch. From there she seized his chin in her iron grip and firmly turned his head to look at her as she bared her fangs. The man's breath caught and his eyes went wide: he finally understood that he was in trouble and his pulse raced under Vai's hand on his throat. Beads of sweat had begun to gather on his brow and the smell of fear hung thickly in the air. She relaxed her grip on him a little toying with him; she loved it when they tried to run.

The shock of the man's injury had worn off and had now been replaced by a steady throb of pain, however, endorphins still surged through his body urging him to flee. As soon as the man felt Vai loosen her hold on his throat he lashed out. He suddenly threw his body weight to the left and rolled dislodging her strong fingers. His crazed eyes spotted the open door and he wasted no time in bolting through it. 

Altheon and Vai shared a predatory look. Their pupils had dilated with the blood lust and they now knew the chase was on. "Shall we give him a little head start?" Vai asked.

Altheon nodded. "I think five minutes is good." He felt alive. His pupils dilated and his pulse drummed in his ears. Every muscle in his body tensed ready for action. "What about her? Anonymous call to 911?"

"Sounds good to me." And she whipped out her cell phone to make the call. Once she had finished with the dispatcher she turned to him and excitedly whispered, "Ready?"

He stalked towards the open door in answer. The smell of the man's fear floated like a thick oil slick in the air. The man had dashed down the corridor careening into the walls in his frantic attempt to escape. A few small drops of blood punctuated the hall; Vai's nails must've cut him when he rolled away from her. He followed the scent of fear and blood to the exterior of the building where the hunt could begin in earnest. 

Outside the trail dissipated slightly but it was still easy to detect the molecules hovering in the air over other scents of the city. The scent of fear left a cloying aroma, but the scent of blood was what he now tracked. He and Vai settled into an easily loping pace and began pursuing their meal. His sense of smell was so acute that he could pick up even the sporadic drops of blood the man had left behind him.

After a few minutes of pursuit they located their prey. The man had crouched behind a dumpster in a dimly lit side street. His rhythmic pounding heartbeat announced his presence like a drum, and the rasp of his shallow breaths echoed in their ears. The fragrant bouquet of his AB blood lingered in the air around them, enticing them. 

The man hadn't yet noticed the vampires lurking at the mouth of the street. They thought he was pathetic, cowering behind a smelly dumpster in his underwear reeking of fear. Altheon and Vai edged back from the opening of the street and spoke in a whisper barely audible to human ears. 

"I'm going to attack from above. I think you should flush him out and then when he bolts we pounce." 

Vai nodded, "Perfect. Signal me when you are in place."

Altheon climbed the building with ease and silently crept towards the next street intersection. He really had very little fear of his prey escaping, as a vampire he was easily faster and stronger than mortals, and he knew Vai was even more adept at being deadly than he was. He reached a point about halfway down from where the man hid and motioned to Vai. Her green eyes briefly flicked up and he could see her slight nod of acknowledgement.

Vai's stilettos clicked as she padded into the street. The shadows caressed her voluptuous body and her skin gleamed in the street lights. Altheon thought she resembled a regal lioness. "Come out, come out." Her voice cooed, "I know you are back here I can hear your pulse hammering against your ribcage. I can smell the funk of your fear." She toyed with him, like a child playing hide and seek. Her black tresses fanned out around her face, framing the gleam of hunger in her eyes and her malicious grin. "So you think its fun to rape women you sick fuck? Not so funny when the tables are turned is it, asshole?"

She had reached the edge of the dumpster. The man looked up as her stiletto clad foot came into view. His breath caught in his throat and he locked his gaze onto her crimson painted toe nails. His eyes slowly rolled up the length of her body, tracing the contours of her shapely leather clad calves and thighs. They skimmed over the swell of her ass cheeks, the taut expanse of her abs, and the firm roundness of her tits; finally reaching her icy cold eyes. He knew without a doubt that he was about to die. 

"There you are you little shit."

He leapt up and ran.

His bare feet slapped the asphalt and he clutched his useless right arm in a vain attempt to stop it from jostling around too much. This was the moment Altheon had been waiting for. He sprang into action and swooped down from the rooftop. He landed softly right into front of the man. The man crashed right into him and Altheon used the momentum to throw him over his shoulders. His quarry sailed through the air and came down heavily on his busted shoulder ten feet away. He bellowed in anguish and rage. The man rolled and tried to claw his way too his feet but it was too late. Altheon and Vai descended on him. 

Altheon wrenched the man's head around and buried his fangs in his carotid artery. At nearly the same time Vai plunged her fangs deep into the man's groin feasting on his femoral artery. The blood fresh from the man's heart was rich and succulent; the hint of terror added a nice undertone of flavor to the metallic sweetness of it. His heart still pounded from the effort of his struggle and the huge amount of adrenalin flooding his system. He screamed in wordless agony as his life was sucked out of him. His fist flailed about in a futile attempt to ward off his attackers, but the vampires had him secured firmly in their grasps.

Gradually, after what had probably seemed like hours for the man his heart beat slowed to only a few beats a minute. The man's fingers feebly scrabbled against the pavement, and his legs weakly spasmed. The vampires rode the ebbing flow of blood and finally pulled their fangs out. The man's face was slack, and each breath was now a shallow rattle. 

Altheon leaned close and hissed in his ear, "End of the line douchebag."

And with that the man succumbed to his blood loss and died.

Vai lifted her face out of the man's groin and licked her lips; they were stained ruby from his blood. A small trail of blood had begun to wind its way down from the corner of her mouth. She smiled wantonly at him.

Altheon thought the combination of her luminous alabaster skin, her raven dark hair, and crimson stained lips in the moonlight made her look more appealing than usual. His hands reached forward and drew her to him. His tongue darted out and traced the line of blood that had seeped from her lips during feeding. He sighed in satisfaction at the taste of the blood mingling with the fragrance of her skin. The lust from the kill still laid heavily on both of them and the musk of their arousal filled the air.

"My place?" Altheon asked her in between the punctuated kisses he was trailing along her neck and collarbone.

Vai razed her nails lightly along the inside of his thigh, "Absolutely, it's closer than mine."

They rose from the corpse in near unison, barely able to keep their hands off one another. Altheon's hands found her shoulders and used his strength to force her back up against the wall of a nearby building. He pressed himself hard against her, crushing his lips to hers. His fingers twined themselves into her thick black hair and his tongue delved into her waiting mouth. He didn't care if her fangs cut him he needed to have her. He slipped his fingers from the lush softness of her hair and slid them down the curves of her body until they gripped her round ass cheeks. He pulled her more firmly against him grinding his already hard cock into her.

Vai moaned and slithered her hands under his shirt. Her nails dug into the smooth skin of his back and she bit at his lips. The tang of his blood further inflamed their lust. She needed him. Her pussy was already slick at the thought of him bending her over and entering her. She almost didn't care if he took her right there in the street; she needed to feel him so badly. The blood lust hammered through her veins demanding tribute. She glided her hands to his chest and shoved him back. "Altheon, we need to get to your place. As much as I want you I don't want to fuck here in the street."

He withdrew reluctantly. "You're right. The lust is just so intense. It's been a while since I strategically coordinated a hunt with another vampire, and I can feel the thrill of it pounding through my body. Come on." He grabbed her by the hand and the two of them took off. 

They ran effortlessly through the streets. At their pace it was mere moments before they reached his building. He and Vai decided to slip up the fire escape to avoid contact with too many people. With their senses as heightened as they were a mass of humanity could be dangerous. His muscular shoulders gently pulled the first ladder down and he gestured for Vai to head up first.

Altheon stared at her curvy ass as she swayed her way up the steps. Every step the muscles under her skin tight leather flexed, it was nearly hypnotic. He followed the line of her body with his eyes taking in her hourglass shape and long legs. Just watching the way she moved made his heart race.

When they reached his blacked out floor to ceiling windows he slid his key into the lock and slid the window open. He stepped into his apartment and then held out his hand for Vai. As soon as she had crossed the threshold he slid the window closed and thrust her against it. His lips crushed themselves to hers again and his hands urgently squeezed her firm breasts. He pushed his knee between her legs and rubbed his thigh against her. One of his hands slipped behind her back and his nimble fingers began popping the hooks on her lacy bustier. Her tits spilled out of her top as the clasps were undone. His fingers found her breasts again and kneaded them; occasionally pinching her nipples.

Vai moaned against his mouth. She enjoyed the way his fangs poked into her lips. Her nails raked themselves down his shoulders, over his chest and down his abs. They found their way to the front of his leather pants, his dick pressed firmly against them. She slid her slender fingers into his waistband and quickly unsnapped the button there. She drew his zipper down slowly, freeing his cock at last. Her fingers wrapped themselves around his shaft and gave it an appreciative squeeze. His cock pulsed as she glided her hand up and down the length of it, enjoying the feel of his hot panting breath in her ears.

"I need you now." He moaned into her ear and abruptly scooped her up into his arms. He carried her to his bed and threw her down on the mattress. Her jet black hair streamed out around her. Her ivory skin gleamed against the deep wine color of his bed sheets. Her dusky pink nipples and smallish areola were the only points of contrast. 

Vai grasped his thighs and pulled him onto the bed with her. She grabbed his shirt and roughly drew it over his head. And then fell on him with frenzied passion. She straddled his hips and scratched her nails down his chest; the marks she left were deep and red. He moaned as they wound their way down his body. His hands caressed her breasts and then slid into her skin tight pants. He rested one of his fingers on her clit and began to rub slightly, her breath caught in her throat and she moved against him. Her hips swiveled in time with the motion from his finger. 

Altheon rolled her off him and the rose up above her. He grasped the waistband of her pants and panties and pulled them both off, exposing her luscious body to him. He pulled his own leather pants off and discarded them as well. His fingers slid back between her legs. 

He rubbed them against the smooth shaven skin of her pussy. One of his fingers moved back to her clit, flicking and rubbing the tender nub, while his other fingers moved themselves into her. He fucked them in and out of her snatch sliding them as deep as they could go. He rubbed them on her g-spot and moaned at the way she writhed. His free hand grabbed her by the hip and urged her to roll over onto her hands and knees.

Vai rolled over and arched her back against him. She writhed her way down the front of him, grinding her ass into his rock hard cock, teasing him. She guided his hands to her breasts and squeezed them. He pulled on her erect nipples gently at first and them more insistently. Vai moaned and slid herself forward drawing him down with her. She arched her back again, pushing her ass high in the air.

Altheon ran his hands down her sides to her hips. He traced his dick over her perky ass cheeks and between her crack, finally moving to her wet pussy. He rubbed himself between the folds of her pussy lips and down to her clit. The slick warmth of her felt so good against the smooth head of his cock. He pushed against her allowing just his tip to slip inside her. She moaned and pushed her hips back trying to take more of him in, but he had her firmly in his grasp and wouldn't allow it. He teased her like this a few more times, drawing out the longing, and then finally plunged himself into her. 

He drove himself into her, each stroke ending deep within her. Vai screamed and clawed at the bed. She pushed back in time with his thrusts making sure she could get them as deep as possible. Vai turned slightly to watch him over her shoulder as he moved. His hands clutched her hips and pulled her into him with each thrust.

Altheon ran his fingernails up the length of her bare back and gripped her hair in his fist. He pulled it as he fucked her. He clasped her ass cheek with his other hand and kneaded it. Without warning he slapped it with his open palm. Vai cried out from the sting of it. He slapped her ass again as he drove his dick into her. He knew he was going to come. He pressed his body over hers, his stomach on her back, and cupped her tits in his hands. His gray eyes sought the vein in her neck and struck out, plunging his fangs deep within her. The flavor of her supernatural blood cascaded over his taste buds and drove him over the edge. He withdrew his fangs and screamed as his cum filled her. 

Vai came in nearly the same instant. The blood lust finally released its hold on her and she shuddered under his body. The feeling of his cock pulsing inside her drove her over the edge and she collapsed. Each of the orgasmic convulsions drew another drop of cum from him. 

They both lay in a panting sweaty tangle on his bed sheets. Vai's green eyes sought his. "That was excellent Altheon."

"It was just what I needed." He smiled at her and then softly kissed her lips. "Did you want to stay? My windows are blacked out, no light can get in."

"I'll stay today." 

Altheon got up from bed and checked to make sure his window was locked, before curling back up next to Vai. He checked the clock and saw that it was near dawn. The night was fading into a purplish glow and he could feel the power of the sun beginning to letch his strength away. 

As the first rays touched the horizon he glanced over at Vai and saw that she had already gone to her rest. He was older than she was and had a few more waking minutes. With his last few movements he draped his arm across her sleeping form and kissed her neck, before the light of day claimed him as well.



Ravenous Appetite



I could barely wait 'til I got home. I was so horny I thought about pulling my half erect dick out in the car and jacking off all over myself, but I didn't.

When I got home she was washing dishes at the sink and after a quick "hi, honey," I grabbed her around the waist and slid my hands up under her shirt. I grabbed two handfuls of her big, heavy tits and squeezed and kneaded them like stress relief balls. She cooed as I buried my face in her soft, fragrant hair nuzzling her neck. My aching hard cock pushed against her full, pear-shaped ass as I thrust my hips a few times into her behind. I spun her around, soap and water dripping from her hands and undid her pants, pulling them and her panties down to her ankles in one swift shot. She stood there waiting for my next move astounded at my ravenous sexual appetite.

I pulled her feet free and guided her by the waist as she hopped up onto the edge of the sink. I split open her pussy lips with my pointed tongue plunging it into her musky hole. My nose buried in her thick thatch, I positioned her feet on my shoulders. She clenched my head with her wet hands pulling me into her. I wriggled my tongue around her pussy drooling all over her as I love to eat her, anytime, any day. She moaned as I swirled the tip around her hardening clit and sucked it with my lips. My hands strongly squeezed her thighs as I breathed like a locomotive gaining speed down the tracks.

I could feel the precum literally coursing its way through my cock, soaking my shorts. I fucked her pussy with my mouth as she pumped her hips against me. Her back arched as she pushed hard to allow my tongue to dive as deep as possible. I fucked her pussy hole feeling her walls contracting around me pushing her sweet cream over my tastebuds. She was soaked from our fluids which mingled and coated her lips and thighs.

Her moans turned into shrills and squeals as I concentrated on her hard, protruding clit begging for attention. I drilled me tongue into her hot hole one more time before I brought it back out to finish her off. I sucked her clit hard as I fluttered my tongue against the tip. She bucked against my face and with one last hard thrust she held my head tight with her hands while clamping my ears with her thighs, her pussy contracting in spasms. Her frothy cunt cream poured out against my chin as I hung on for the ride. Her full ass bounced and bucked as she lost muscular control concentrating on trying to stay connected to my face. Her body alternated between rigid and limp while torrents of orgasm coursed through her. 

She finally let go and slumped back against the sink and wall. I released my suction and gave her a long slow lap of my tongue tasting her swollen slit which was bathed in her cream. I stood and grabbed her by the back of the neck guiding her lips to mine as we frenched each other, she tasting her fresh cum, moaning and enjoying it. She's a kinky girl when excited and loves the taste of her own cunt.

I bent over and lightly sucked and licked her thick nipples. Her eyes closed as I clenched one between my upper teeth and my tongue, exerting just enough pressure to send shocks through her body causing her pussy to spasm and contract around the three fingers I had buried inside her dripping snatch. I smeared her cunt cream all over her pussy spreading her lips and rubbing it over her thighs and soft pubes. 

I stepped back leaving her completely unattended and looked her in the eyes deeply, devouring her full, sexy body with my sight. I pulled off my pants exposing my soaked underwear and straining cock. I quickly pulled them down, my cock sprang free allowing the confined precum to leak from the end in a long strand flinging towards her as it straightened out. She started to get off the counter but I pushed her back and spread her legs apart with my hips. Her lips put on a pouty look but I wanted her now.

I lifted her legs and laid my hard cock on top of her wet slit sliding it back and forth relishing how wet and slippery it was as she coated its underside with her juices. My cock rubbed her clit as the weight parted her pussy lips and it nestled down in between. I mashed my mouth to hers in a heated passionate kiss, our tongues darting wildly inside each other. I grabbed her lips with mine pulling them and sucking them they so thick and full.

I drew back my hips until the tip of my cock settled against the entrance to her sloppy tunnel. A puddle of her own cum formed under her ass as it drizzled from her cunt. Even more squished out past the shaft of my cock as I plunged it swiftly into her. She was so wet it went in easily and to the hilt. She squealed as I filled her pussy full of my thick cock. She was so hot and excited I swear I could feel her cunt trying to gobble me up, pulling me in until she had all of it.

I could feel her insides part and open up to accept my girth, squeezing me tight. Her pussy froth escaped her as I lunged deep. It began to collect on by balls as they slapped the bottom of her ample soaked ass. Wet fucking sounds filled the air intertwined with our grunts and moans. The edge of the counter glistened with her juices as we fucked hard against each other. Our eyes locked together in heated lust wanting to make the other cum.

She loves it when I fuck her hard, it always makes her cum in a different way then when I eat her and once she gets going I knew it wouldn't be long before she would explode again.

I wasn't too far behind either as I could feel the cum welling up inside me waiting to unload in a deluge. I hadn't cum in days and I knew I'd pump her full of what seemed like a quart any second now. I wrapped her legs around my back and put my hands under her ass cheeks lifting her from the edge of the sink. Using her own body weight I literally bounced her off my thighs fucking her harder, faster and deeper.

She threw her head back cumming, flooding her pussy, pouring out of her and over me. Her thick fluid ran over my balls and dripped to the floor. As her climax subsided she curled her head into my shoulder holding me tightly as I pumped her a few last times.

I could feel her hot breath against my chest as the first jet of my hot cum shot into her. Thick seminal fluid flooded the walls of her cunt squishing out her entrance as I pumped my cock in and out of her. Our cum mixed and gravity pulled it from us as more escaped with each heavy thrust.

I finally emptied out as my legs turned to jelly and I worked us into the nearest chair. She stayed with me and sat on top, my softening cock still inside her. We kissed each other deeply and deliberately enjoying the relaxed feeling of the aftermath.

We were sticky with lust and our sexual heat cooled. To my surprise she stood up disengaging our sticky bodies and bent down kneeling between my legs licking our mess from my cock. Her soft hand pulled my cock, tugging my shaft. Her tongue hotly working me into another erection as she innocently looked up and asked if I was ready for round number two...



Ravenous Ritual



Her garments rustled, and the folds cascaded over her curvaceous form. She reached her hand to adjust the leather of his harness taut across his nipples. He felt the leather strap pull tight across his body, leaning into the harness, he smiled and looked up to her, receiving her soft words whispered. 

"You are a gift to me, darling pet. A treasure to behold."

Her presence was quiet, exotic with dark skin glistening in the dim light of the flickering candle flames. The dungeon, eerie and a bit haunting, loomed its presence over and through the pair. She gathered her energy and called forth her strength. 

Lust and passion for her boi converged into sensation as she bent slightly to caress his cheek with the back of her hand. Lovingly, she decorated his face with soft spicy kisses. Finally, her lush full dark lips enveloped his own, and they melted into the beginnings of a lust unrequieted.

Suddenly overwhelmed with emotion surging in her, she pulled him close and cradled his head in her ample, caramel breasts, as they brimmed over her corset's cups. Bending her neck she kissed the top of his head as if to assure him that the acts to follow would be firmly rooted in her adoration of his willingness to serve her. He canted his head, and his cheek brushed against her wrist. Nostrils flaring as he caught a whiff of jasmine and orange blossom emanating from her skin, his eyes glanced up, shoring his will.

Her eyes grew steely in their dark passion, as she prepared herself mentally. Her lips swept over his once more, absorbing the passion welling beneath the surface. There was no quelling the tide of emotion between her and the boi. Their mouths melded, deconstructing the elements of passion and rebuilding into a breathy inhalation of their lust. Ravenous kisses sent thrills of pleasure through them both. His cock began to stir to erection and her loins warmed and wetted in their thick sweet juices.

Her spirit coursed through her veins, overwhelming him in his submissive kneel before her. She took the leash and pulled it slightly taut, causing the collar to tug at his neck as with a hand sign she indicated for him to follow to the bed, showcased in its imperial glamour in the center of the room. He followed obediently, crawling on all fours, his body sleek and lithe with white skin gleaming in the tawdry light.

She patted the plush duvet, indicating for him to sit on the edge of the bed. As he rose and began to sit, she pushed him by the shoulders, guiding him to lie back against the luxurious fabric of the duvet. His arousal was apparent, manifesting in the leaking head of his erection. His body, powerful and muscular, became pliable in her gentle but strong maneuverings. His hands floated up and around her as she straddled his thighs, her knees to either side of his groin on the bed. She prowled over him, teeth gritted, snarling in a feral growl of obsessive possession. 

Her hands caught his wrists and held them tight above his head. Her cleavage warmed his body, humid over his harnessed torso. She breathed over his mouth as if to resuscitate the need in him. Her lips clinging to his, she positioned herself over his hips. Her crotch hot and dripping its mix of creamy juices. A beast in heat, aroused to the heights of passion, she dragged her corseted breasts over his torso, as if to mark him with the scent of her tits. His body became her playground as she taunted him with hips wiggling to drag her wet pussy over his erection, bobbing and twitching beneath her.

"Wanna fuck me dontcha, slut!" A command more than an inquiry.

He looked to her lost in despair, the aching need in him blossoming as his hips responded with a lewd thrust up towards her teasing cunt. 

"Yes, Miss," came his reply.

His voice carried overtones of humility at her overwhelming power over him, yet it was also edged with a finely honed lust, hinting at his own unquenchable need for her. It took all her power not to take him right there in that moment. She inhaled a deep calming breath, even as the power simmered in her loins and at her core.

Climbing over him, she lifted her skirt, exposing her dripping moisture over his thigh. She straddled his burning flesh, as her breasts heaved in the constraining corset. The rising heat was almost unbearable in the inferno of passion. Her mouth covered his in lusting, greedy kisses. The emotion exuded from their pores as she strove to take possession of him fully. Her hot steaming pussy positioned now to plunge over his erect and aching cock.

Possessed of lust, his hands grasped her, begging her with every ounce of spirit in himself.

"Fuck me, Mistress, fuck your slut, please." 

His words formed in frothing syllables over the wet dollops of saliva in his watering mouth.

"Strip me, slut!"

Obeying instantly, his hands over her skirt, gathered in his fists as he yanked the fabric from her full womanly hips. His fingers crept to the edge of the corset over her brimming breasts. With a ferocious tug, the corset gave way to let her full caramel tits spring loose and dangle freely, ripe and whole. Her dark nipples taunted him. A thread of precum formed on his head at the sight of her body revealed in glimpses, as she growled savagely. Her hips bucked and her pussy ached to be breached.

"Fuck me, bitch! Hard!" Words in a rasping breath from deep in her chest.

With her order and command, his hips thrust up hard and deep into the tight clenching entrance to her core. The stabbing thrust caught her by her throat. Her breath shallowed as his thick hard cock sawed into her creamy, velvet walls. The rage expressing in primal growls as she began to ride his cock with the fury of a demon possessed, as if she would never get enough. Driven in frenzied forceful plowing thrusts, she tilted her head back and for long moments, was poised, suspended into the unreality of the lust coming to fruition. 

Her climax was approaching fast and unrelenting. As their hips wrangled, implanting his cockhead deep into her needy tunnel. Rippling walls exploded in a gush of torrential proportions as she came with heaving thrusts. Her body tense, taut and seized tight as the release washed over her in waves. 

"Cum, NOW, slut, Now!" The words almost warbling from her throat.

And with the last hissed syllable, his cock erupted deep into her, breeding her. Her pussy walls sheathed him in their hot, wet, molten flow. The spasms milking the cum from deep in his balls. They panted as if to synchronize even their breaths and heartbeats.