Lucy
Dominik and I take the separate entrance to his nest. He has taken quarters in a separate part of the building. They’re still hopelessly gothic, but it’s growing on me.
“So, why did we have to leave in such a hurry?” I ask as we enter the living area.
I find myself pinned against the wall by a very big, very aroused vampire.
“Because if I didn’t get you out of there, I would have mated you on the spot, audience or no audience, my dove.”
“We left because you’re horny?” I put as much mock pearl-clutching into my words as I can manage. “And here I am, all dressed up to put on a good show for you.”
“You put on a tremendous show for me.” Dominik hitches up my skirt with his claws, sliding his hand up my thigh until, before I can stop him, he has the ankh in his hand, holding it up between us. “I didn’t take you for a thief, Lucy Cushing.”
“I’m not…” I say, in direct contradiction to the contraband he holds in his claws. “But that…it belongs to me.”
“It belongs to you? It has to be three thousand years old.”
“I can’t explain.” I shake my head. “But it’s mine.”
“It is yours,” Dominik says. “I spend enough money on that damn gallery to buy all the exhibits.” He dips his head to nibble on my neck while pressing the jeweled metal into my palm.
“Should be interesting to explain that to your government.” I laugh, my hips lifting to clash with his as I inspect the ankh.
In the center of the top loop is a sapphire cabochon with a pinprick of light in the middle, like a star lighting the way.
I cannot say why I’m drawn to it, to the point I had to have it by any means. But with it in my hand, I feel a level of power and immunity I can’t quite fathom but find I rather like.
Dominik continues to nibble on my skin, the sharpness of his fangs sending spikes of pleasure through me. His body is pressed against mine, and I can feel every muscle, including the one between his legs.
“My little thief makes me want to ravage her over and over again,” he rasps.
“You’re going to have to get me out of this dress and underwear first,” I say in his ear. “Carefully.”
“Oh, my galambom, you know how much I like a challenge.” Dominik moves very slightly back from me.
“Challenge accepted?”
“Challenge accepted.”
I feel the fabric move around me as Dominik slowly fades from my view.
“What are you…? Where are you going?” I say as he leaves the hint of a fanged smile in the misty air. “This isn’t fair. You’re using vampire tricks.”
I don’t get an answer, but what I do get is the feeling of hands pulling down my underwear and a finger sliding between my folds.
It is the weirdest of sensations given I can’t see any physical presence of my vampire.
And as the digit pushes inside me, I gasp out loud, my hands spread against the wall, my leg being hitched over a non-existent shoulder, a mouth I cannot see attaching itself to my clit and making my body sing with delight.
My dress falls to the floor as sure as if someone helped me out of it. An invisible hand rubs over my stomach as the corset style shapewear is loosened and removed.
I am completely naked, in an empty room, being eaten out by an invisible vampire. Hands I can’t see grip my waist, my leg rests on nothing but air, and I am writhing against the wall, his name being ripped from my lips as I reach my climax and come into nothing.
“Such perfection, little dove,” Dominik’s voice whispers around me. “Such a good girl, coming all over my face.”
My hips buck, my pussy pulsing at nothing, nothing at all because there is nothing here except for me and…the mist which slowly coagulates back into the shape of a big bad vampire king.
“I should be staking you for such a tease,” I gasp.
“Wouldn’t be the first time I was impaled,” he says with a wicked smile. “Should you wish to.”
He wipes his hand over the back of his mouth and then licks at the glistening remains of my orgasm.
Over on the other side of the room, a drawer rattles, and he holds out his other hand. Something large with straps flies into it.
It is a large, red dildo attached to a harness, and he dangles it in front of me.
“Still want to stake me, little dove?”
A shiver runs all through my body.
Dominik drops to his knees and lifts my left foot, slipping off my shoe and putting it through one part of the harness, then he does the same with the other foot, lifting the leather straps up until the base of the dildo is snug against my mound.
“How does it feel, my mate?” Dominik grasps the dildo and pulls me against him, covering it with silky lube. The harness rubs against my swollen pussy, and I can’t help but moan a little. “Do you want to stake me?”
“Yes,” I hiss as he plants a dominating kiss on my lips. “I want to fuck you so bad,” I growl against him.
In a snap of his fingers, my vampire is naked, his cock painfully erect and dripping with pre-cum.
It’s my turn to grab hold of his cock, stroking it gently at first, watching the way his eyes half close at my touch.
Then I pull him against me and the dildo, wrapping my hands around both and rubbing them together.
“Lucy….” Dominik’s eyes widen.
“I am going to impale you, vampire,” I snarl. “Assume the position.”
He whimpers under his breath, his cock jerking wildly in my hands, more pre-cum spurting from it.
“And you’d better not make a mess until I tell you,” I add. “Or I’ll stake you even harder.”
Dominik bends over the low back of the ornately carved couch nearest to him, exposing himself to me.
“Please, my mate,” he says, “impale me.”
Dominik groans as I circle his butthole. I am as far out of my comfort zone as I’ve ever been, but I’m also more turned on than ever. I have this gorgeous, powerful vampire whimpering for me to invade him, to impale him, to drive my stake deep within his body.
My core pulses as the tip of the dildo opens him up.
“I can impale you fast or slow, vampire,” I growl. “Which do you want?”
A shiver wracks Dominik’s muscular body. “Slow. Make it slow, my consort.”
I flick my hips forward in direct defiance of what he asked for. There is some resistance but not enough to stop my momentum driving the dildo halfway inside him.
“Slow?” I say, with another thrust. “You want it slow? You can’t handle slow. Your big cock will come everywhere if I go slow.”
“My consort…” Dominik’s voice is strangled.
“Get hold of yourself,” I demand. “Make sure you’re ready to mess when I want you to.”
I pull out and drive the dildo back in as he groans loud and long at the invasion.
“Lucy.” My name tumbles from his lips as I increase my pace, getting into a rhythm as his body gets used to me.
“Are you touching yourself, Dominik?” I growl. “Are you stroking your cock?”
“Yes, my consort,” he rasps. “I want to come.”
“No,” I bark as his back bows, and he shakes like a leaf. “Not yet. Not until I tell you.”
“Little dove!” His legs buckle as I thump into his ass, the strap between my legs bringing me closer and closer to my climax.
“Are you going to come, vampire?” I goad. “Are you going to make a mess from my impaling?”
Dominik roars, a fountain of cum firing all over the floor and the couch as I explode with my orgasm, unable to keep going, the dildo slipping from him as my body shakes with my pleasure.
I find myself in a pair of strong arms, a pair of dark eyes fixed on mine.
“My little huntress, you have me. You have plundered all of me,” Dominik murmurs, pressing a kiss to my lips. “And now I get to take care of all of you.”