by A M Proctor
The nymphs glanced at me, and I raised my brows. “An offering of flesh?”
They giggled as they removed the keys from the wall and unlocked the cell Wren was in. Instead of going inside with him, Rah took his hand and led him out of the cage and towards the couches I was sitting at. “We will offer our bodies but you must offer your blood to our mistress.”
Wren smirked at me even as I sensed his blood pressure rise with fear. They slowly undressed him, caressing his body as the clothing fell to the floor. His cock was thick and hard in anticipation as they positioned him in front of where I sat. I licked my bottom lip as my desire and hunger grew.
Wren was beautiful in all his glory. A light elf, for sure. I reached up and stroked his wonderful fae cock. Uncut and sensitive as I manipulated his foreskin back off that head and ran my thumb around the tip. He trembled and stifled a moan. I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes. “I want to taste you, Wren. Do you trust me?”
He nodded slowly as Rah and Jan ran their hands over his back, butt, thighs and chest slowly.
I whispered, “I’ll make it good for you.”
He nodded again. I said, “Then offer me your flesh.”
His hand shook as he gripped the base of his cock and pointed it towards my lips. He whimpered slightly as he stepped forward. Offering his mortal enemy his more vulnerable parts. Willingly.
I opened my mouth, and he positioned himself to slide inside. I met his gaze once more and watched a crystal tear slide off his lashes as he shook with fear. I closed my mouth around his manhood with a succulent moan. He gasped as I reached around and pulled his ass towards me. My tongue slid over his smooth, soft skin as I took his length into my throat.
They had trained me to deep throat Alexei’s monstrous cock, so Wren’s normal one wasn’t a problem. I checked in with the fae above me and found his jaw unhinged, eyes wide in shock as I pleasured him slowly.
His breath hitched as I moaned on his cock. He closed those wide eyes and moaned too, his stiff body relaxing as Rah nibbled his small pointy ear. He thrust in time with my sucks. Now he was willingly offering me his flesh.
Was this what the gods wanted? For me to prove to them I was in control of my bloodlust? What would a god or goddess taste like, anyway? No Nevaeh, not the right thoughts to be having right now. I was barely holding onto my bloodlust as it was.
Wren gasp as I gave him the first sweet bite. His rich fae blood filled my mouth, and I sealed the wound to his cock with my tongue before I swallowed. Tiny sips and healing before swallowing. That was how I controlled my bloodlust.
I watched Wren’s face too. Keeping my wits about me while watching my prey writhe in passion. Feeding from a high fae was about the high fae’s pleasure. The moment it was about mine, the fae was dead.
I’d torn cocks completely off in my bloodlust before I learned how to control myself. I placed another superficial bite on the head of Wren’s cock. He gasped audibly, but then groaned loudly.
Gods, his blood spurt over my tongue and I moaned. Heal him, Nevaeh. Heal him and let the nymphs take him. But his blood was pure, royal even. His cock was so hard, and he was enjoying my sweet bites.
His cock kicked as if to agree. One more. Just one more swallow and I’ll heal him and let him go. It’s like eating a decadent cake. You know you should only have one or two bites but there’s more left over and you can’t help but take another small bite.
His cock kicked again, I could bring him to the precipice of orgasm and hold him there with my sweet bites. He’d lose his mind with passion, the best damn orgasm one could have.
I release his cock, and it pops up against his belly. Wren’s knees buckled, and my nymphs guided him to the couch across from me. “Sweet stars, thank you.”
His relief filled prayers cut off abruptly as Rah straddles his mouth and Jah lowers her sweet pussy onto Wren’s pulsing cock. Twin feminine moans fill the air.
Poor Wren is about to shoot off like a rocket, but he slowly regains control as he worships Rah’s lower lips. I glance at the cells. The three high fae females are watching Wren greedily. He fucks them all the time.
I have a feeling though the females are more jealous of wren getting to play with nymphs than jealous of the nymphs themselves. High fae are kinky fucks though and I have a feeling Wren’s cock will be sore tomorrow.
The faun is also watching the nymphs enjoy Wren’s body with intense interest. The griffin is watching me warily. I slowly get up and approach him. He lowers his head and peers at me as I approach. I don’t understand his body language, so I’m wary.
“Hey boy. You doing all right?”
He cocks his head and chirps. “You’re an amazing creature. I’m sorry you ended up here.”
He lowers his head to rest on his taloned front feet. Raptor eyes still watching me. I sigh heavily. I should be asleep upstairs, but I can’t leave without securing the place. I must wait for Rah and Jah to finish with Wren.
“I’ve been reading up on your kind. They say you mate for life. Is your girl in the Fae Realm?”
No response. I didn’t expect one. Who knows if he even understands English. He probably speaks some ancient or fae language. He seems to purr or chirp in response.
My voice lowers. “I wish you trusted me more. I’d never hurt you.”
The faun’s soft voice answers from the cell behind me. “One must earn trust though.”
I glanced over my shoulder. “Must you always speak in riddles, faun?”
Deer ears prick forward as she chuckles. “No, but it’s funner.”
I turn back to the griffin. “Do you understand her riddles?”
The griffin sighed dramatically, and I bark a laugh. I shoot back to the faun. “See? Even the griffin agrees with me.”
She chuckled again. It sounds like a bleat. It’s actually adorable. I turn towards her and grin. “So where are you from?”
She stops chuckling. “They took me from my home in the Fae Realm. Ripped from my family herd and brought here. They sold me to the vampires who gifted me to you.” No riddles, just pure, painful emotion.
“Do you think he came from the Fae Realm?”
Her gaze followed mine, even though she couldn’t see the griffin I was referring to. “Aye. I suppose they captured him in the Fae Realm, though griffins can travel between realms with just a thought.”
I was watching the griffin now with keen curiosity. “I wish we could communicate. With a thought he could take me to the God Realm and get you and the others home to the Fae Realm.”
She snorted. “I’d think even if you could communicate, he’d rather eat the lot of us and fly away free.”
The chirping stopped, and the griffin closed his eyes with a heavy sigh. Just as I got my hopes up, they’re dashed immediately. I couldn’t risk my daughter’s lives with a ferocious beast such as this griffin. Damn it. I’m blocked in every direction I turn.
Wren’s crying out as he cums. “Well, at least someone’s having a bit of fun.”
I just needed to sleep and think. There has to be a way to reach the God Realm and safety.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sexual Torture
Back when Alexei was here, we used to have awakening orgies with our humans. I used to eat dinner with Jules, Miley and Jonas, and then the males would arrive. Clothing disappeared, and we’d enjoy a bit of fuck feeding the humans.
Back then we had four humans and four vampires. We’d take our tasty treat, drive them wild with desire and then prolong their orgasms with sweet bites. Since Cara died and Alexei left, I no longer eat the humans.
It’s not because I don’t associate with them anymore. It’s not because I don’t desire them, because I still do. I also still enjoy eating human food. I just feel like the humans are out numbered with four male vampires and me. There are only three of them left. We take a lot from them when it’s even numbers. We need more human blood to satiate our hunger. They’re a weaker species.
So I feed from my males, mostly. They feed
on the humans, and I feed off them. Strong males, they alone can sustain me. The nymphs share freely with me as well. Their blood is much stronger than any human alive.
I usually pick at breakfast with the humans before going to bed for the day. I still enjoy their company, I just no longer feed off them.
It’s the golden, Californian vampire Brendon, who lightly knocks on my door this evening. I’d slept in and was just trying to think of an excuse for my absence. “Enter.”
My gaze meets his light brown eyes. A golden honey color. His sun kissed surfer hair always seems a bit messy to me. ‘Salty hair, don’t care.’ I smile as he enters shyly.
He’s got to be over five hundred years old, but Brendon still has a gentle spirit about him. He’s a quiet little loner. I’ve often watched him spend hours in the ocean, just swimming and chasing fish. We don’t have good waves here. He came because Alexei ordered it, not because he wants to be here.
“Hey, missed you at breakfast.”
I winced. “Yeah, sorry about that. I guess I didn’t feel up to socializing this evening.” This was something Brendon could relate to.
I watch his gaze soften in understanding as he moves quietly to the bed. “May I feed you before the twins wake up for their evening meal?”
Slipping the book I’d been reading under the covers, I stood up and met him in the middle of the room. “You can.”
His gaze slid down my naked body slowly. Brendon and Lucas were new to my harem. Lucas tapped that pussy almost immediately but Brendon has been patiently waiting. For what, I have no idea. He’s cute, and I desire him, but he always insisted on long talks. I inhale his scent as my fingers work the button of his dress shirt.
He showered after feeding from Jules tonight. He fucked her too. I can tell by the scent of her blood coursing through his veins. Full on orgasmic blood.
I met his gaze as I slid my hands up his bare chest and over his shoulders, taking the shirt with them. He had a small curious smile on his face. His golden eyes slightly dilated and hooded. It was time. I needed to be fucked hard after watching Wren get it on with my two nymphs today.
I needed to embrace Brendon into the harem. I really didn’t need my males suspicious of anything right now.
I fisted his wild hair and pulled his mouth close to mine. Lifting on my toes slightly, I gently brushed my lips across his. He was preternaturally still right now. Nervous? My hands slide down his arms to his hands, which clenched tightly into fists. Brendon isn’t even breathing right now.
“Brendon?”
He blinked, “My queen?” Queen? He should know by now, I was queen of shit. Queen of nothing. Prisoner? Yes. Hostage? Maybe. At least I wasn’t a slave. I was no male’s slave.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you want me?”
His breath left him in a rush. “Of course I want you. It’s just been a minute since I’ve been with a female of our species. I didn’t want to get my hopes up.”
I reached for his belt. “Get your hopes up, Brendon. I’m in need and I want you.”
I’d seen Brendon in all his glory many times in the few weeks since he’s been here. We vampires don’t have a lot of modesty. I might have lost my virginity right before I transitioned a year ago, but I was raised pagan. Nudity happened, and well, I wasn’t naïve even as I held onto my virginity.
I fisted his cock and led him towards the bed by it. He was well endowed. My sex grew heavy in anticipation. I’d watched him fuck Miley, Jules, Jonas and even Emilio and Gregory.
Male vampires take sex where they can get it. There’s no gay or straight here. Without female vampires, it was human or fae pussy. There’s nothing like vampire on vampire action though. I love watching my males enjoy each other.
He follows me onto the orgy sized bed. I’d turned my bedroom on this floor into the nursery and moved into Alexei’s room. It’s full of sex furniture and even has a St. Andrew’s cross against the wall.
What I mistook as a throne the first time I’d peeked in here is actually a BDSM bondage chair. I prefer the Tantra Chair in the corner. The shit Alexei and I did on that thing has me rethinking the vanilla sex I originally desired from Brendon.
Brendon followed me on to the bed and his kisses on my inner thigh drew my attention. He was slowly making his way up my thigh as his hands smoothed over my breasts. They peaked and immediately started leaking. His mouth skipped my throbbing pussy and followed his hands to lick my nipples clean. I didn’t have to warn him not to suck. He’d never take from my offspring. My girls were my harem’s priority.
He moved lower again. I felt his moan vibrate against my flesh as he kissed my lower lips. His tongue slipped between the folds and I arched my back as it grazed my clit. He skillfully teased and savored me without the aid of sweet bites. My harem didn’t drink from me anymore. I know they craved me, but as long as my girls were gaining nourishment from my body, no fang will pierce my skin.
I missed Alexei’s sweet bites though. The way he’d tease me and then slow down my building orgasm, drawing it out and gently nudging me over the edge. Brendon was doing a wonderful job though. The male had skills, and I loved to be edged exactly the way he was edging me now. Fuck, he was taking his time, like he had all night just to savor my pussy.
“Brendon… Oh gods… Brendon please…”
I’d been begging for a while now. Golden eyes met mine as he slowed his tongue and ran it over my opening. Lapping up the slickness I’d created before forcing more. When he finally let me cum, would he force multiples from me like Alexei did? I missed my mate.
Fuck, I missed Alexei. I missed how he used to secure me on the throne, splayed wide and then bring Gregory and Emilio in. How they took turns teasing me with their tongues for hours. Edging me and then forcing orgasm after orgasm from me until I was screaming and sobbing. I’d beg them to give me an orgasm and then I’d beg them to stop giving me orgasms.
Now the throne sits unused and dejected. I can’t allow them to secure me anymore. Not after finding out about that empty cell under the mountain, waiting for me. I was mistress now. I needed to remain in control at all times, no matter what my inner submissive desired. They needed to be subservient to me.
“Brendon. I’m commanding you now. Finish me and fuck me as I feed from you.”
Brendon obeys commands like a fucking champ! Good boy! My body stiffens as he finally settles on my clit. I jerk a few times and then convulse as pleasure slides through my body. My voice rises as I tumble over the edge. He slows to draw out my orgasm like the expert pussy lover he is. I float like a feather down to earth.
I reach down and fist his golden hair, pulling him up my body to kiss him. He fists his cock and positions it as his lips cover mine in a sensual kiss. The tip passes through my lips, and I gasp around his mouth as it grazes my sensitive clit.
Then he’s stretching me, filling me slowly as he breaks our kiss to moan. I pull him back down to me; I wasn’t finished kissing him. He stiffens as my fangs descend, and I cut his bottom lip. I suck gently on it and taste his blood. He moans again. Hips finding a slow rhythm.
He shivers as I move my mouth to his shoulder and sink my fangs deep. Flavors of coffee, meaty fish, and fresh greens fill my mouth. I missed a good breakfast with the humans. I’m tasting what Jules ate for her dinner. I seal the wound and move my lips closer to his neck. Another deep bite and I tap a good vein. He groans as I pause his pleasure, he’s close to orgasm already.
His hips move faster, trying in vain to enhance his pleasure. As long as my fangs are in him, he won’t orgasm. Oh Brendon, there you are. You taste like expensive sweet red wine. Aged to perfection with notes of the wild ocean mixed with it. You’re strong and old. Heart is true. You honestly adore me. You truly love your queen. Would do anything for her. Anything at all.
Of course, this might just be what he wants me to know. Older vampires can hide information in their blood from younger ones. It’s how Alexei kept his true plans from me. I trusted a vampire once. Never
again. I might be younger, but I too am a natural-born descendant of an original.
Time to bring Brendon over the edge. I release him from my sweet bite and roll him to his back. He groans as I ride him hard, forcing his cock in and out of me. He’s focusing on my bouncing tits as he writhes under me. I lean forward, never missing a beat and whisper, “Tell me when you’re about to cum, Brendon.”
He shouts, “I’m about to cum!”
I grab his wrist and sink my fangs in quickly as his body stiffens under me. Perfect timing. I ride him harder as I drink him. He’s shouting now. Blood tears are pouring from his eyes and down his temples as he bucked under me. I hold him deep now as I continue to drink. It’s driving him insane, paused on the precipice of release.
Keeping his wrist to my mouth, I dismount him. His poor cock is kicking violently, trying desperately to eject his seed and yet he can’t until I let his wrist go. Holding his arm securely to my mouth, I pull him from the bed and towards the throne. He’s about to get a lesson in submission. His hips rock violently as he struggles to walk in the pinnacle of his orgasm.
A series of buttons on the wall work the throne. One button moves it out, away from the wall just enough to allow the back to recline. I sit him down and watch the metal shackles automatically close around his thighs, waist, chest and arms. They tighten down around his body.
His voice is of desperate panic as he begs me for mercy. He’ll get no mercy from me. His blood told me he’d do anything for his queen. I’m about to test this.
I recline the throne back so far that his head is lower than his tortured cock. Another button widens his thighs and I smile as his balls drop down over his tiny pink anus. I retract my fangs and then shoot them right back inside his wrist. A bead of cum forms at the tiny mouth of his cock as it kicks harder. I fist him and slowly milk the halted ejaculation from his cock. He’s screaming now. One long loud scream as I inch him through his orgasm.
The moment I release him to finish, his cock jets the rest of his sperm all over his belly and my hand strokes him firmly.