CravingLadyStarr

by Ruth D. Kerce

  Starr’s screams sent an explosion of need through Aleron’s body. Her thick, rich blood flowed into him as her come coated his cock. He had never felt so hard, so in need of possessing a woman. She thrashed beneath him in obvious pleasure.

  His cock erupted, shooting his seed into her. He lifted his head, arched his back and roared his satisfaction. Ultimate satisfaction. The pleasure seemed endless and he felt his heart skip a beat. Only after Starr calmed beneath him did the tide of his own ecstasy finally ebb. Spent, he collapsed on top of her.

  Neither spoke. They just lay there, breathing heavily.

  He licked her neck and after her wound closed, Aleron pulled out of her. He looked down at her beauty. Her eyes were closed and a slight smile graced her face. Her expression, as well as the flush that covered her skin, told him that he had satisfied her as much as she had him.

  Gently he untangled himself from her embrace. He picked her up and carried her over to the bed. When he laid her on the mattress, her eyes fluttered open. She did not speak, only looked up at him, the smile still on her face.

  “Are you all right?” he asked in a low voice. Though he knew she had climaxed hard, he hoped that he had not been too rough with her. She seemed to crave the intense fucking as much as he had.

  “I am perfect. You are more than I could have dreamed of.”

  Her words of praise filled him with pride. I need this woman in my life. Forever. The thought came quickly and he could not deny it. Without her, his days would remain hollow and meaningless. He crawled up on the mattress next to her and kissed her lightly on the lips then dipped his head to lick one rosy nipple.

  She arched slightly. “Whenever you touch me, I feel so alive.”

  As did he. He switched to her other nipple, giving it the same loving licks. Her flesh tasted like rain—clean and fresh. The fact that she had allowed him access to her blood, especially during sex, was a great sign of trust by a woman of Blood Royalty. She had not even hesitated when he had scraped her neck with his fangs.

  He wanted to feel her fangs pierce his neck as well. He longed for her to taste his blood. His semen. But both had to be her choice. Hopefully, soon she would crave him too much to resist.

  Aleron slid down her body and traced the star tattoo with his tongue just as he had vowed. When he dipped into her navel, she twitched and giggled. They should be concentrating on how to escape the château but all he wanted to do was worship Starr’s body with his hands, his mouth, his tongue.

  For now they would fuck until they could no longer move. Then he would figure a way out of here.

  Soon he would reclaim his château. And he would also claim Starr. As his mate.

  * * * * *

  A knock on Démon’s door brought him awake. “Come.” He sat up straighter in the chair. He yawned and rubbed his eyes. He had not intended to sleep. Once he closed his eyes, he oftentimes slept for a whole day or more at a time if no one woke him. He looked around, wondering how much time had passed.

  The door swung open and one of his pack entered. The low-ranking soldier stood in silence, awaiting orders.

  Démon stretched, gathering his thoughts. “Speak.”

  “A Sun-Lifer, a stranger, has been captured on the property, my prince. I was told he carries a missive.”

  The news brought him to full attention and he stood. “Sent by whom?”

  “Lord Viper.”

  Just as he had anticipated. “Looking for information on Lady Starr. Good. It has begun.” He was certain that someone had witnessed Starr and Aleron together at the party. Just as he had, while watching from the shadows. They would have reported such to Viper after Starr turned up missing. Now Viper had his spies searching for her.

  “Do you wish him placed in the dungeon?” the soldier asked.

  “Has he been told of Lady Starr’s imprisonment here?”

  “No, my prince.”

  Once Viper knew that Les Loups had overrun Aleron’s château, he would suspect the pack’s motives were self-serving. Not knowing for certain if Starr was here or not would make Viper crazy. And careless, which would give Les Loups the advantage they needed and time for him to channel all the power necessary to defeat their blooded enemies.

  “Release him unharmed and tell him nothing. Allow him to return to Viper and report what little he has seen. Send a spy on his heels to gather information on Viper’s movements. And step up the guard here. Lord Viper or Lady Dominique will be sending out soldiers to further assess the situation. Soon.”

  “What about the missive the Sun-Lifer carries?”

  “Refuse it. Viper’s warnings are of no interest to me.”

  Démon knew that Viper and Dominique would team up against him, if they had not joined forces already. Dominique was a formidable opponent. Viper even more so. But their weaknesses lay with their deep family connections and Démon planned to take full advantage. “Go.”

  The soldier nodded and turned on his heel to see to the orders.

  Démon smiled. “I look forward to facing my enemies,” he murmured to himself. “And victory shall be sweet, for I plan to outwit them all.”

  Chapter Four

  The door cracked open.

  Aleron jumped to his feet. What now? From his vantage point, he was only able to see a slight movement in the hall.

  He glanced down at Starr, who still slept soundly on the bed. Good. She did not need any further stress over this situation. Better for her to sleep.

  A guard fully pushed open the door and entered with food. Aleron grabbed a blanket to cover himself. He recognized the guard as one Of the Undead. He would not be able to get any information out of the creature, even though the man had once served him. He now bore Démon’s insignia on his arm. Branded and newly loyal to Les Loups.

  Disappointment flooded Aleron, for it was yet another opportunity lost. The undead creature had entered alone but he could smell the Of the Bane guards out in the hall. Even if he managed to overpower the creature, he could not use him as leverage, for the guards would care not of his sacrifice.

  His stomach rumbled. Though he’d fed on Starr, he still felt famished and was thankful to see the sustenance brought. It smelled wonderful. Démon had kept his promise.

  After depositing the food, the guard left without a word exchanged between them. On his way out, he dragged the tub behind him, remaining water and all, as if it weighed nothing. Sometimes Aleron forgot the strength possessed by the Of the Undead soldiers. If their intelligence ever grew to match that strength, the Underworld society would be turned upside down.

  Aleron surveyed the food. Fresh meat. Pure blood, plus specially formulate blood wine, and an occasional snack of raw meat, from any warm-blooded non-human creature, was enough to sustain their lives. He looked back at Starr and decided to let her rest. He would leave plenty of the fare for her to consume later.

  He selected a juicy, raw piece of beef, then hesitated. Could the food be tainted? Was Démon that desperate for revenge? He sniffed the meat. No. It was good. If poisoned, his nose would pick up traces of a foreign substance. His bane abilities made him even more sensitive for such detection and he felt grateful for the inherited skill.

  With ravenous hunger, he tore into the meat. His injuries had caused his strength to wane faster and had made him crave more sustenance than normal. The blood dripped down his chin. He felt too starved to care about the mess, so he did not bother to wipe it away. Slowly he felt his strength growing. He consumed a second piece of meat in record time.

  A small sound behind him drew his attention. He turned and saw Starr sitting up on the bed, staring at him. She slipped out from beneath the blanket and quickly approached, hunger in her eyes. He eagerly took in her nakedness as a different kind of hunger exploded inside him.

  She needs to eat first, he told himself, quelling his sexual desire. For now. But soon he would feast on her body again and encourage her to feast on his as well.

  Instead of going for the food, she licked th
e blood from his lips and chin. He groaned. It took all his strength to stop himself from fucking her right there against the chest where the food sat.

  With effort, he took a step backward. “You must eat. Here.” He handed her a piece of meat. He had to see to her physical needs first, even though she was obviously taunting him to fuck her. When she hesitated, he spoke to reassure her. “It is safe.”

  She did not question his assessment, only nodded and then eagerly consumed the meat.

  A female with an insatiable appetite for food often had the same cravings for sex. He had been told such by an elder once. He smiled at the thought, for he intended to be the recipient of all her hungers from now on. The only recipient.

  After they finished off the fare, she finally smiled. “I feel better. I did not realize how hungry I had become.”

  “Me too.” Now that she had fed, his other hunger needed appeasing. When she reached for her clothing, he stopped her with a hand to her shoulder. “Not yet.”

  Starr arched an eyebrow.

  She could not possibly think that after running her tongue over his skin he would not require satisfaction. When she grinned, he knew that she had planned her actions and fully realized his intent. His lady obviously liked to tease. He did not mind, given her willingness, so far, to give him what he needed. “We fuck. Then we sleep again. And then we shall dress and leave this place.”

  “Just like that?”

  “Yes.”

  “You have a habit of making assumptions. About many things.”

  He hesitated, not quite certain which things she referred to. Had he only seen what he had wanted to see in her eyes? Had she tired of him already? The thought was unsettling. “You would deny me your body?”

  “No.” She stroked his cheek. “Never. But I think you are overly optimistic about leaving here. How shall we manage to escape?”

  He breathed a sigh of relief at her words then inwardly chastised himself for his self-doubt. “I have an idea. But let us not speak of escape now. I have a different use for your mouth than talking.”

  “You are not going to tell me your plan?”

  “The less you know, the better. Your reactions will be truer that way, as I will need them to be. Will you trust me in this?”

  After only a moment, she answered. “I will trust you.” She wanted to ask another question but then simply smiled and moved to kiss him.

  Their lips brushed then locked. She opened her mouth and he slid his tongue inside. She tasted spicy and wild, like the meat they had consumed, but he needed more. He needed to feel her naked flesh against his.

  He removed the blanket he had wrapped around his hips earlier and drew her nearer. His cock stood erect and rock hard. She mewled softly.

  The softness of her skin enticed him and he ran his palms over her back and butt. When he finally broke their kiss, his breathing was labored. “Will you kneel and suck my cock, Starr?” He tried not to show his eagerness as he held his breath, waiting for her response.

  “You are asking? Not commanding?”

  “You do not respond to commands.” He remembered her words well from the alley.

  With a small smile and a nod, Starr kneeled before him. She gently fingered his cock and slid her lips over the fat tip, taking him into her mouth.

  The air whooshed out of him. “Ah yes.” Aleron cupped the back of her head. Her compliance filled him with more pleasure than he had known in a long time—a satisfaction deep in his heart that she would take him in this manner. “Suck, my beauty.”

  Lightly she massaged his balls while she sucked. She bobbed her head, taking more and more of him until all but the last two inches of his long cock filled her mouth. Most fem-vamps were excessively skilled at the taking of large, thick cocks and Starr took his eagerly.

  “Ah yes…” He clutched the back of her head with both hands and leaned over slightly. “Ah!” With a loud groan, he spilled his semen down her throat. His fingers tangled tightly in her hair, holding her in place. “Take it all.”

  His actions and words were unnecessary. She was not going anywhere. She swallowed, sucked and craved more. Aleron belonged to her now. She had waited a long time for her perfect match and she could not imagine being with any other. He had worked his way not only into her heart, but into her soul.

  She wondered about this plan of his though. She had wanted to question him further but she saw how important her trust was to him, so she decided to allow him to proceed as he felt best.

  Aleron released her and stepped back, letting his cock slip from her mouth.

  She ran her tongue across her lower lip and looked up at him. “Was that satisfactory, my lord?”

  “More than satisfactory,” he responded, with a rumble in his voice. He scrubbed a hand down his face. “Get on the bed.” After a heartbeat, he added, “If it so pleases you.”

  Without another word, she stood and walked across the room, swaying her hips more than normal. She crawled atop the mattress and sat in the center, with her legs curled beside her. Her gaze rose to meet his. The intense look on his face excited her and her heart began to pound.

  “On your stomach,” he directed in a soft voice and stepped forward.

  She stretched out on her stomach. Anticipation filled her and her skin felt extra sensitive as she awaited his touch. His cock would be useless for a while but she would welcome his hands on her. And his mouth.

  Before she realized his intent, he smacked his palm down on her ass. She yelped and jerked. “Oh!” Her head snapped to the side to glare at him. She had not anticipated him using his hands that way, especially since he knew how she felt about being under a man’s control. “Aleron, I do not— Oh!”

  He delivered another slap. His other hand tangled in the back of her hair, holding her down. “You will allow me this one thing.”

  She took in a deep breath then let it out slowly and tried to relax, despite his actions. She had never allowed a man such freedom—command—of her body but she would allow him. This one thing. She would show him that she trusted him not to go too far, not to harm her. He hesitated and she knew he was awaiting a verbal response.

  “Punish me, my lord. As you see fit.”

  With his palm, he massaged one rounded cheek. “Not a punishment, my lady. You will learn to crave this.” He smacked his hand down on her ass sharply, bringing a gasp from her lips. “I wish your ass to be a nice, deep pink before I fuck it.”

  He intends to fuck my ass! She curled her fingers into the blankets as he spanked one cheek then the other. Hard. Soft. And then hard again. She wiggled and whimpered as the sharp, stinging sensation slowly turned to sexual need. Surprise filled her as the feeling grew, along with a sudden craving for more. Her cunt grew moist, her nipples taut. “Please!”

  Aleron released her hair and she looked over her shoulder at him. “No, do not stop.”

  He chuckled. “I am far from through with you.” He sucked two fingers into his mouth, removing them after they were coated in moisture. “Place two pillows beneath your hips.”

  She followed his instructions, which placed her ass well in the air. Every nerve in her body tingled as she lay there waiting.

  “Pull your ass cheeks wide for me.”

  Her breathing grew heavy as she reached behind her and pulled her cheeks open. The side of her face pressed against the bedding. She felt completely exposed, raw and vulnerable.

  One of Aleron’s moistened fingers circled her ass hole, slowly teasing her. “You wish me to do this?”

  “Yes!” Her body ached with need too great to deny.

  He stabbed his finger inside her. “Oh!” She tensed at the intrusion, having expected a slower penetration. She squirmed as he finger-fucked her ass with long strokes. Soon she felt him working a second finger inside her. She bit her bottom lip but did not protest. In fact, she wanted this.

  “I am eager to see how my lady handles an aggressive fucking in this position.”

  “I want— Oh.” Befor
e she could fully respond, he began fucking her hard, thrusting his fingers into her ass with force. “Ah…ah…” She had a hard time catching her breath.

  “Does this please you, Starr?”

  “Oh, oh yes!” She had never thought she would enjoy an ass-fucking so much. She turned her head and caught their reflection in a long mirror positioned on the opposite side of the bed.

  Mesmerized, she could not look away. Her position—so submissive. Aleron’s look—so intense. He moved his hand harder and faster. Her ass was his for the taking.

  He looked up and their gazes locked for a moment in the reflection. He too seemed mesmerized by the scene. He pulled his fingers from her ass and rose on the bed, positioning himself behind her, his cock hard once more. He brushed her hands aside and pulled her butt cheeks apart with his own fingers.

  “Watch as my cock impales you!”

  “Yes!”

  Both their gazes locked on the mirror. Aleron pushed the head of his cock into her ass. A groan escaped his throat. A moan erupted from hers. When he slid in deeper, both their breaths hitched at the erotic sight.

  Starr reached beneath her and rubbed the fleshy bud of nerves between her legs. “Ah!” She climaxed immediately. As the pleasure shot through her, Aleron began fucking her ass wildly. He showed her no mercy or gentleness. And she loved it. She screamed in ecstasy.

  He shouted as semen exploded from his cock, filling her ass. “Ah, damn, yes!” He kept coming and his breathing grew heavy. “Fuck! Your ass is so tight. It is squeezing my cock like nothing I have ever felt.” After long, heart-pounding moments of pure pleasure, he finally collapsed on top of her.

  Once their breathing calmed, she tried to shift beneath him. “Aleron.”

  At her soft whisper, he rolled off her body and onto the mattress. He reached out and gently touched her butt. “You are unharmed?”

  Starr could not move. She could barely speak. “Yes. That was magnificent.” Her ass felt sore but the power of her climax had overridden any discomfort. “I now understand the pleasure of submission—when it is with the right man.”