Chapter 33
Perhaps it’s the noise or the sensation. Whichever it is, it jerks me from my dreamless slumber in the dead of night.
My eyes slit open to find Sadie crouched over my lower half. She’s doing something to one of my thighs. I can feel the rhythmic suction of her lips on my flesh, hear quiet slurping …
What the hell? She’s drinking my blood!
I attempt to haul myself into a sitting position.
But I’m so weak I can barely lift my head off the pillow.
I curl my right hand into a fist, thinking that with one good blow, I can knock her off me.
Yet I falter as I don’t want to hurt her.
And what she’s doing isn’t really that bad, is it?
She told me she was a vampire. She proved it to me, so she was telling the truth, and she needs to feed.
And somehow, I trust that she won’t take more than she needs.
All this seems logical, and I lie there obediently until she’s had her fill.
In some ways, I feel proud, like I’m glad I can be of service to her. Like I’ve found my true calling.
Sadie lifts her head with a sigh and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. ‘Your blood is so yummy, Elliott,’ she murmurs as if to herself. ‘I could drink you for hours.’ I tense at that, and she chuckles softly. ‘But I won’t, of course. I need to keep you alive.’
I relax again, and there’s a touch on my thigh, like she’s rubbing her thumb over the puncture marks she’s made.
Strangely, it didn’t hurt when she was drawing blood.
It felt kind of ... nice, even a little arousing.
As she said, she’s had 225 years of practice, so she’s an expert at making her victims relax and do her bidding.
If I struggled and thrashed around, it would make her job a lot harder.
Not that I’m a victim. I’m helping her out willingly, of course!
Glancing down curiously, now that Sadie has moved back from my thigh, I’m shocked to discover that my boxers are around my ankles. I’m naked from the waist down! Not only that, but my cock is standing proudly to attention. I make a small murmur of protest, and Sadie’s attention flicks to me.
‘Did you say something?’
I open my mouth and attempt to speak, but nothing comes out. She giggles. ‘Oops, I forgot I silenced you. Sorry.’
My voice comes out in a harsh rush. ‘Pull up my boxers now!’
There’s a surprised pause, as if she wasn’t expecting me to get shirty. ‘OK, OK, keep your hair on. I didn’t want to get blood on them as I’m the one who’s doing your washing.’
My boxers start travelling up my legs of their own accord, then stop when they’re midthigh level.
‘Although ...’ Sadie is staring at my cock with her head tilted.
‘It’s going to be difficult to get them up over that, even with my superior powers.
’ She sniffs. ‘I mean, it’s pretty ginormous. You must’ve been enjoying my feed.’
I glare at her. ‘I wasn’t,’ I lie. ‘It was horrible. Why would you think I’d enjoy you drinking my blood? That’s ridiculous.’
Sadie trails her cool hand up my leg to rest close to my balls, and my dick twitches involuntarily. ‘Oh, I don’t know. I’ve heard that it can feel quite erotic.’
‘Who from?’ I ask suspiciously.
She shrugs. ‘Various men, in a previous life.’ She eyes my length and licks her lips, as if she wants to devour it. ‘I could help you out. You have a lovely one.’
My cock starts glistening at the tip, like it’s keen on the idea of her touching it.
‘No thank you,’ I say in a strangled tone. But how I’m going to fall asleep with this hard-on is beyond me.
‘Are you sure?’ Sadie’s cold finger traces up the underside of my hot cock, swirls in the pre-cum leaking out, and trails back down again to the base.
She does this a few times, and at last, I let out a little moan.
I can’t help it. It feels so good. And it makes sense: her jerking me off would help, and it would be weird if I did it myself with her here.
Not that I can lift my hands anyway. My right one is still curled in a fist; it never even made it off the bed.
‘OK,’ I say breathlessly. ‘Just to help me out.’
Sadie smirks. ‘I knew you’d come round to my way of thinking eventually.’
She slides a hand around my cock and starts stroking it firmly while her tongue flicks out, licking and tasting the tip, making ‘mmm’ noises in the back of her throat.
My eyelids flutter shut at the sheer pleasure of her touch and that she’s enjoying herself too.
I like that. I like that I’m pleasing my girl.
My eyes shoot open again at that. My girl? Where did that come from? I gaze at Sadie, now suctioning her lips over my cock and wish I could touch her too.
‘Can I ... can I do anything ... for you?’ I ask hesitantly.
She pauses midsuck, as if thinking, and shrugs.
My hands lift free off the bed, and I eagerly push up her short skirt.
I’m faintly shocked to find pale bare buttocks underneath and no knickers.
But not entirely surprised. I mean, she is a dominatrix vampire who whips men. She’s probably always up for it.
While Sadie sucks on my cock and the heat rises in my belly, I can barely think of anything but making her feel the same way.
I drive two fingers into the depths of her pussy, pleased to feel that her slit is soaking wet.
Cold, but wet. Did I do that to her? I reach around with my other hand to find her clit and give it a slow rub, causing more moisture to coat my hand.
Oh yeah, she’s definitely turned on by me.
Sadie’s lips and tongue are doing exquisite things to my cock, and I can feel myself starting to lose it.
Quickly, I piston my two fingers and roll her clit between my forefinger and thumb. It would be nice to come together!
Sadie’s groans reverberate around my length as she deep-throats my cock. But all I can think is Hold it together, Elliott, and keep it nice and steady on her slit and clit.
Electricity zips up and down my spine as Sadie sucks, swirls her tongue, and squeezes my balls. It’s so good, too good. I groan loudly as my fingers pick up the pace, fucking her pussy rhythmically.
My cock explodes in her mouth, and a thick pulsating stream of cum coats the back of her throat. There’s so much of it, and it seems to go on forever, yet Sadie gulps and guzzles it down thirstily.
My fingers must be doing a good job of their own as she stops mid-gulp and tosses her head back and moans with pleasure, my cum dripping down her chin.
Her pussy clenches around my fingers, and her swollen clit pulses.
Aha, I made her come too. I’m glad about that.
I withdraw my saturated fingers, giving them a lick for good measure.
Mmm, she tastes so good; her essence makes my lips and tongue tingle.
Sadie grins, watching me, as she wipes my cum off her chin. ‘That was lovely, Elliott.’
I smirk. ‘Yeah?’ Inside, I’m bursting with pride, like I’ve fulfilled my main purpose in life or something.
‘Yes, we make a good team.’
A team? Hmm, that sounds vaguely business-like, not like lovers or partners or, God forbid, girlfriend and boyfriend.
Which is what I’m starting to think of us as.
I need to temper my expectations. I’m sure after I make her come a few more times and we start having proper sex, she’ll think of me like that too. I’m convinced of it.