by S. I. Hayes
“You’ve gotta feel how wet you’ve already gotten me.”
I opened my legs as his hand worked its way beneath my pants and pushed my panties aside, finding my girl throwing massive heat.
“Oh, god,” he moaned, lifting his head from my nipple as he rubbed my clit gently, getting his fingers good and slick. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”
I let out a lyrical laugh. “Patience, my love.” I kissed him. “You’ll get there.”
His fingers drew tight little circles around my opening and I matched his directions until he pushed inside, forcing a moan out of me.
“Oh!” I swallowed hard as his thick fingers curled up inside of me, another rubbing intensely on my clit, he was the king of the multi-task as he continued to assault my breasts, egging my moans on.
“That’s it baby, come on Aella, louder baby. I wanna hear you.”
I laid there on the blanket with him and the sounds he pulled from me were primal, deep from my stomach. “Oh, Gods, Sig.” I tightened up my whole body and he laughed.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Yes, yes! That’s what I wanna hear! Keep going! You’re almost there!” He bit down on my nipple and reached around behind me, his fingers connecting with the rings on my back and my whole body felt electrified. I pulsed and shook, my knees open and quaking as he pumped his fingers deeply inside of me.
As I stopped moving, he slowly eased them out of me and stuck them in his mouth. “Hmm, I love the taste of you.” He moved down the length of me and pulled down my pants, taking off my sneakers and setting them aside, leaving me in my panties and top, which was now bunched around my middle like a hair tie on a wrist.
“Damn, you look sexy as all Hell.”
“Yeah, and you have too much clothing on,” I observed.
“Yeah? I wasn’t sure.”
“Get naked already!” I demanded, getting up on my knees to help him strip. He pulled off his shirt and was met by my kisses on his chest. He moaned in approval as I slid his jogging pants down over his hips, exposing his hard cock to the cool late summer air.
I flicked the tip with my tongue, he fell backward onto the blanket and his elbows, his head back. I let out a chuckle. “Did I do good last night?”
“Oh God, yes!” he heaved out, looking at me with heavy lidded eyes as I stroked him, licking up his shaft, my tongue bouncing up the rungs of the ladder piercing.
“Is this going to hurt me? When we make love?”
“Oh, baby no,” He reached down, cupping my chin with his forefinger and thumb, pulling me up to him and rolling me over. “If I hurt you, you let me know and I’ll stop.”
I nodded as he kissed down the length of me, reaching my panties and pulling them off of me slowly.
“I’m just gonna put on the condom first okay?”
“Okay, I didn’t even think of that...” I laughed. “Glad someone was being smart here.”
“Last thing we need is an unsanctioned hatchling.”
“Right,” I sputtered as I heard him tear open the wrapper.
This was happening! I was about to have sex with Siegfried Rembrandt. Was I really ready for it? Before I could second guess any further, I could feel him hovering over me again. I looked up into those emerald green eyes and melted.
“Are you sure you want to Aella? We don’t have to.”
I lifted up to him, my legs wrapping up over his hips and crossing at the ankle, pulling him down to me. “I’m sure, Siegfried, sure as the day is long.”
He bent down and kissed me gently, then reaching down between us took his cock and guided it to my opening, with a heavy hard push he slipped down over my ridge and was inside me.
I gasped and a tear rolled down my cheek from the sudden pang of being stretched.
“It’s okay, baby. I’ll go slow. Just breathe easy.” He slowly rotated his hips, pulling back and pushing deeper into me. It was tight, but after a few more times it felt good. Really good. “Better?” he asked as I began to moan.
“Oh yeah” I wrapped my arms around him, digging my nails into his back. He sucked in air and let out smoke, pulling out of me suddenly, and I was left feeling the void of his absence.
“What? Why did you stop?”
“I want those claws in my chest,” he gritted out. “Get on top of me.”
He pulled me to him and sat back. I was unsure, but I straddled him and he helped me to position him so I could take him inside me. Oh Gods, was this better!
I sighed, gliding down his shaft, but he stopped me, and then I realized it was to turn on the vibrating barbell. Now, as I rode him I was feeling the ladder as its little balls tickled with intensity from the inside. “Fuck!” I called out as my body shook and I clawed at his chest, his hands on my ass as he drove me on, lifting to meet my downward push.
“That’s it Aella, ride me. Feel it, come on! Come for me again.”
He spurred me on, pushing me and pulling me in the directions that would send me over the edge and I tumbled with untold abandon.
Chapter 66 Sig
LISTENING TO HER COME was almost better than feeling her tightening up around my cock. Almost. She’s got a set of lungs on her that matches those huge bouncing tits I love so fucking much. I was glad that she didn’t make me wait anymore. I don’t think I could have held back much longer. Even with all of my trepidations and worries, I wanted this woman. Now that I’d had her, I wanted more of her. We started at dawn, and I brought her to orgasm at least four times before the sun hit the horizon. I’d say I did pretty fucking good. We were still laying there in the Berkshires, it was about lunch time and I’d ravished her twice since. My cock was happy inside her, she passed out begging for me to stay there, so I hadn’t moved. But I had to piss, so I was gonna have to. I pulled from her and she curled up into a ball. God, I was gonna have to have her again before we left. I could smell her arousal, and I couldn’t let a wet pussy like that go to waste.
I hopped off to a tree, getting rid of the condom and doing what I need to, scaring a squirrel in the process.
“Sorry buddy.” I laughed. Then I thought about my growling stomach, and felt really bad as I spat a fireball at him. I missed and the tree went up in flames... Shit. Fuck... Time to go!
“Aella!” I grabbed my clothes and shook her as the smoke started to fill the area and the flames got larger.
“Hmm, baby, again?” She sat up and then saw the flames. “What did you do?” She laughed.
“I tried to set a squirrel on fire! But missed and hit a tree! We gotta go, I- we, need to call the parks department or something!”
“Calm your tits, this I can handle!” She got up, heading for the fire.
“Aella- don’t, it’s not safe.”
“Oh, shut it, flame boy.” She lifted her arms to the heavens and the sky began to darken, clouds rolling in, then the rain began to fall, hard and fast, culling the flames. She turned to me with a grin. “You have electricity, I make storms. We are a good pair.”
I walked up to her, now soaking wet from top to bottom. “Fuck me, you are a wonderful creature.” The thunder boomed as I kissed her, pinning her to the now smoldering tree. She gasped into my mouth as I penetrated her again.
“Sig, the condoms.”
“I’m not gonna come, I promise, I just need to be inside you again.”
“Oh, well, I’m gonna come if that’s alright.”
“You’d better.” I thrust up hard to make my point and she called out my name.
WHEN WE RETURNED TO Samuel’s, Aella’s legs were still like jelly and I was a proud, proud man. Strike that, I was a proud Dragon. That storm she brought, brought out the beast in me and I may have taken to her harder than I should have. Turning her in ways she didn’t expect, but welcomed, just the same. For that, I was pleasantly surprised. We missed our morning classes and I can’t see making her go to her afternoon ones at his point either, but I need to swing by her job. I did promise to fix the windows. I put her to bed. Kissed her passionate
ly and left her to get some rest.
I FIGURED THAT THE place would be quiet, that I would have to call someone to get the ball rolling, but when I arrived, I found that there was something of a crowd out front. I spotted Greisen and beside him, standing on top of a crate was a diminutive girl with fiery red hair piled high on her head in a tumbling of curls. Her striking blue eyes searching the crowd as she spoke to those who gathered near.
“Do you see the carnage that letting the Vampires reign has caused? Their lustful and carefree lifestyles have left the Otherkind open to full frontal assaults! They ignore your pleas for justice and calls for aid and instead, go on vacations and take leaves of absence when you need them the most!” Her eyes found me through the crowd and a smile broke across her crimson lips as she pushed her hair back over her bare shoulders. Her dress was sheer and black, so that you could see her silhouette in the light, her pert little nipples and the patch of hair between her legs. She was beautiful, and her voice was like listening to music. I knew the sensation I was feeling. She was Fey, she was attempting to enthrall me. So much for that. I was a Dragon with a Master. I was not one to be influenced.
“Listen to us, come to us, we are the music makers, we are the dream makers, the wish granters, the fulfillers of your deepest desires. They may fulfill your lusts, but we can sustain you much longer. Ask or dare to dream it and we can give it to you.”
I crossed my arms as she looked past me and I felt a chill run down my spine. I looked over my shoulder and felt my body seize as I looked into hazel eyes that I had not seen in almost forty years.
“Martine St. Michael?” I asked, confused.
“Hello darling. It’s been a long time.” She smiled at me with those blackberry lips I always loved to bite. Thinking about them wrapped around my cock made me rock hard. I adjusted in my stance as she walked up to me.
“Glad to see I still affect you, after all these years.” She smiled smugly, rubbing the bulge in my pants. I had to pull away, I had a beautiful woman at home waiting for me. This was not the time to be fucking around.
“Martine what are you doing here? I thought you were overseas.”
She laughed at me, “Darling, I never left, it was you who split, went off with that Teague Dynasty.”
“Mother?”
Greisen’s voice broke into the conversation and I turned around, seeing him as she pulled away from me abruptly.
“My baby, come to see how your mother fairs with old dogs, have you?” she cooed.
“Is that what you are doing?” he barked as she wrapped her arms around him. “How would Father like it if he were to see.”
“I don’t know why don’t you ask him?”
They turned and with serious eyes gazed at me...
chapter 67 Ryane
WHEN I WOKE UP I WAS no longer chained down and on the bed were white cotton scrubs. They weren’t fashionable, but they would cover me up. My other clothes were gone and the room was as I had thought, devoid of any comforts other than the bed and a single chair. The walls were padded and there were two doors. The one by which Keegan had brought me and one leading to a bathroom with a standing shower with no door or curtains and a toilet. There wasn’t even a mirror! I rubbed my face. “What is this place? An asylum?” I groaned, turning on the water and climbing into the shower. I was angry and exhausted and my whole body ached. I hoped that the warm water would at least help with the muscle pains.
I stood there letting it wash over me, finding a pack of bar soap and cleaned myself up. No towels. I guess they expected me to air dry. Whatever. I paced the floor naked as a baby for God knows how long, then finally slumped into the pants and top. That was when I heard what I thought was the lock on the door disengage.
My head snapped toward the sound, my senses were on hyper alert. My stomach was growling something fierce. I was starving. For food, for blood. I needed both at this point. “Keegan? You son of a bitch...” I started, then saw that the door didn’t, open only a small space in the base of the door where a hand appeared pushing a plate of steak, eggs, toast and a syringe into the room before the panel slid closed once more.
I stared at the plate on shaky legs, I had thought at first this was to be one of Keegan’s little games, albeit an extreme one, but this was over the top even for him.
Tucked just under the plate was a folded piece of paper. I snatched it up.
Ryane,
You will find the quarters restrictive until you have come to control yourself and your urges. Your feral Hunter nature has made you rather dangerous to my son. I cannot have that. You and he are to be separated at least for the next few days. You need a breather. Please understand this is for your own good and safety.
Your Father-in- Law.
I tore the paper to shreds. “Fuck you!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Do you hear me, you Mother Fucking Son of a Bitch! Who the fuck, do you think you are?” I threw my hands up in the air and the plate went soaring with it. My force push taking the thing and sending it flying. The door slammed open and I was grabbed by the throat and lifted into the air, my body rammed onto the bed.
I choked as Herlihy stared down at me, his violet eyes flooding black. “Time to can it little one.” He snapped his teeth at me like a Rottweiler.
“I don’t think so.” I pushed at his massive chest and he sailed backward, hitting the doorframe. I rolled over catching my breath, my stomach did flip flops and I could barely stand but I pushed myself up. I was getting out of this room. I was going to find Keegan. I had no doubt in my mind that he was probably in a similar situation.
Herlihy laughed from the floor. “You pack a mean punch for a newborn. But that’s to be expected for a Legacy Pureblood such as yourself.” He stood up with a hop that showed his flexibility over his immense size. “Keegan couldn’t have chosen a better mate than you to be sure, but you complicate our lives.” He brushed himself off as if my fighting stance did not threaten him. “You can rush me, and get hurt, or you can feed.” He motioned to the syringe at my feet. “The choice is yours. I will hurt you if it will subdue you.”
His voice was so calm it pissed me off. I didn’t give a fuck about the synthetic. I rushed him, giving my push all I had, latching onto him, my teeth breaking into his throat. His blood rushed into me and I could feel myself raging. Then pain shot through my back as he grabbed me, slamming me into the wall as if I were nothing more than a rag doll.
“I warned you, little one.” His demon black eyes connected with mine as he spoke, putting my arms behind my back with his other hand as my feet dangled inches above the floor. I tried to kick, but it did me no amount of good. His reach was so wide that I was kicking at nothing but empty space. I felt like a little kid in a bad cartoon. The one where the little guy tries to hit the bully and he just holds him there with his hand out. That was me at that moment.
“You are going to stop this nonsense, right now. Do you hear me?” He ground his teeth as the blood trickled down from his throat. I was mesmerized by the sight. “Pay attention to me, child.” He let go of my throat, putting me to the floor and slapping my face. I growled at him fiercely and he laughed. “You can throw all the fits you like, but you will take the synthetic, and you will no longer use my family line as your personal blood vault. It’s too dangerous. Now sit down!”
His timber put me straight down to the floor. I couldn’t help it, I was on my knees immediately, as though I was serving his son.
“I’m sorry.” I felt the need to apologize. “I don’t know why...”
“It’s the mingling of the bloodlines in you, child. Legacies are not meant to become Bonded Vampires.”
“I didn’t know.”
“That is my fault, I suggested this to Keegan, not realizing how deep your bond had become. You have a soul connection.”
“A what?”
“You are truly life mates. Er... Soul mates, one half of the other. The Vampire bloods that run through your family lines were dominantly Teague, which
makes your Pureblood strong and dangerous. You can compel, you can command and you can fight. Am I correct?”
I nodded with a hard swallow.
“I thought as much. “You have power over the Dragon, Siegfried, I assume, as well?”
“We think so.”
“Then this must happen, Keegan’s blood in you gives you too much advantage. If one were to get their hands upon you, before you can learn to control your powers and protect yourself, it could be a problem. Right now is a perfect example.”
I looked at him curiously. I didn’t understand.
“I’ve compelled you to obey, to sit and listen and understand. I’m older and more experienced than you, so I can do this. However, if you had better control over your abilities, I would have a harder time.”
“How do I get a handle on it?” I didn’t want to be a sitting duck for some asshat to come and snatch for their own fucked up wants and needs.
“Practice, due diligence, hard work and determination. They are like any other skills; you have to work on them to get better. They will take time.” Herlihy sat next to me on the floor, taking the syringe. “Now you need to take this and learn to use it properly. The best place is to mainline it into the jugular, you can always find it, and it pumps best. Then another place is the wrist, but it can sometimes slip. This hurts less.”
I took the needle and swallowed deeply, lifting my neck to the side as I felt for the hard pulsing vein. “Here?”
“That’s it. Slide the needle in and push the plunger down slowly.”
I did as he told me and in moments the euphoric sense of relief washed over me. My agitation was under the surface, but it was being buried by Herlihy’s words.
“Where’s Keegan?” I asked as he lifted me up and laid me on the bed.
“My son is being tended to. Like you, he needs to have you washed from his system. Although his cleansing is a little more unorthodox.” He bent down, kissing my forehead. “I’ll have some more food brought in. You will eat and you will not be any more problems. Understood?”