Stalking the Dark

by Beyond the Page Publishing

  “Watch? My darling, you will be the star of tonight’s vampire scene . . .” Alina threaded the full length of the sound through his flesh until he groaned with pleasure. When the rosebud tip hit his prostate, she worked the thick ring through his piercing before inserting an anal plug. She bent and licked off the salty essence that pooled around the sound’s rounded cap then stood and pulled him to her side. He didn’t need to know just yet that he’d be the dom to her submissive, or that tonight and forever she’d promise him her eternal surrender.

  • • •

  You’ll be the star of tonight’s vampire scene. Sam couldn’t help wondering what Alina had meant, but he wouldn’t torture himself by imagining what she might have had in mind. No longer self-conscious as he’d been at first about partying with the others of the clan, he mingled easily, stopping now and then to stroke a particularly tempting belly, a golden fall of female hair.

  Like the submissive males of the clan, Sam wore the sound and retaining ring with pride. With love for Alina, gratitude that she’d snatched him from mortal death into her erotic, sensual world. He’d thought to shave his head as a further sign of his submission, but she’d said no, she didn’t want him to look like the other submissive males, because in private he was her master. Besides, she liked the bristly feel of his closely cropped curls . . . every inch of skin he could reach.

  Even though he’d often thought having a lover caress his bare scalp would have to feel incredibly erotic, Sam had settled for having her caress the smooth-shaven strip at the back of his neck, where he had the barber keep his hairline raised. His ring swayed when he moved, sending auditory waves that kept him as painfully aroused as the others who wore the accouterment of vampire slavery.

  When he noticed the cut crystal bowls of condoms his mother-in-law had placed strategically around the room, he laughed out loud. The woman had ranted for weeks after the last orgy because several guests had dripped semen on her priceless Oriental rugs, and this generosity with the latex barriers had to have been her solution to potential housekeeping problems. After all, she must have realized her guests had no place to carry their own protection since nudity was the dress code for d’Argent orgies. As Sam crossed the room, he glanced down at himself. No way would he be coming on Mother’s rug, not as long as he had the sound locked firmly inside his genitals. Not that a condom would have fit over the ring, and there was no way he could remove it until Alina unlocked the captive bead.

  Alina. He loved her more each day, gave secret thanks each night that she’d brought him into her life . . . her world. Like the queen she was, she sat on a raised dais, her female musk perfuming the room as one by one her subjects slid beneath her chair and licked her wet, fragrant flesh. Marisa sat in a similar chair, her body incredibly alluring now that her pregnancy was showing.

  What would have seemed unheard of in New Orleans outside the observation rooms at Club de la soumission seemed perfectly acceptable in this world where there was no room for inhibition or mortals’ social rules to stifle freedom of sexual expression. When a d’Argent vampire he’d met bent and presented Sam his ass, Sam didn’t hesitate to fill it.

  Who’d have ever thought Sam Quill would ever fuck another male? Enjoying the freedom and the sensation of tight anal rings gripping his flesh, Sam pumped into his partner, steadying himself by grasping and spreading the young vampire’s muscular buttocks. First slow then fast, Sam accelerated the pace, going deeper with each thrust. His partner shuddered and spurted his semen into the condom Sam had noticed he donned before making his proposition. Focusing his gaze on Alex’s sister servicing two males of the clan, he considered inviting himself to fill her only vacant orifice.

  Before he could get to the girl, Alex approached him. “Mind sharing my cousin with me just this once, before Claude sends me off on yet another hunt for Louis Reynard?”

  Sam did. There was still the streak of mortal possessiveness in him that wanted to destroy any vampire who touched Alina. But he’d arranged ménage scenes to please past lovers, and he’d lent out his submissive of the moment to other doms. How was this loving, no-holds-barred sex that much different? “Come on. I think I’ve watched enough of her subjects paying homage.”

  Like a good slave, Sam prostrated himself before Alina, then slid his upper body beneath her. He rubbed the top of his head over her labia, enjoyed feeling her squirm.

  Before Sam realized what was happening, Alex came up on the dais and grabbed his cock. Holding it steady, he rotated the ring. What would have felt good if Sam hadn’t been rock-hard was pure torture. Sam changed the angle of his head, pleasuring Alina with his tongue. Please. Please mistress, take it out. Let me come . . . here. With his fangs extended, Sam bit her inner thigh, not hard enough to hurt her but plenty hard enough to make her yelp.

  I will. I gave Alex the tool to unfasten the ring. Finally. Sam had managed to communicate telepathically with Alina. He wanted . . . her. Only her. Not the dozens of other willing vampires ready to drain his pent-up semen.

  It was always like this after she had him wear the jewelry. Desperation fueled by denial. Desire born of love for the beautiful vampire queen who’d given him back his life. Fear she wanted more than love, more than devotion . . . more than the sexual domination he craved to give her. She sat in the chair, her pale gold hair surrounding her like a cloud.

  Her nipples were red—probably some abrasion from his hair when she rubbed them against his bristly scalp before the orgy. Sam fantasized about piercing her there, running a thin gold chain between her nipple rings and one he’d connect to a ring on a thick gold collar around her neck—the sort of collar submissive vampires wore, only a beautifully crafted one fit for his vampire queen.

  A collar like the one that caught the sun’s waning light when Alex rolled the table it sat on to Alina. “Yours?” he asked Sam, a grin on his face.

  Sam didn’t know. It looked too small. But if she wanted him to wear it, he would. What was it but another public symbol of her dominance over him? “If my mistress commands it,” he said, kneeling before her and baring his throat.

  “Stand up, my darling. I have an announcement . . . one I believe is past due. Claude d’Argent may be hardly beyond childhood, but none among us can doubt his power or maturity. I’ve held the clan together for the better part of a century. Now it’s time for Claude to take his rightful place.”

  The revelers all gathered around Claude, bestowing vampire kisses, offering their bodies for his pleasure. All except Alina and Sam. They stood on the dais, facing each other, their gazes locked on the collar between them. “I’ve been a queen far too long. Now all I want is to be your beloved slave. Forever.”

  Sam’s heartbeat accelerated, something that hadn’t happened often since the change. His cock reared up against his belly as he reached above her head. “Come here.” He couldn’t stand having that table between them for one more minute. “And hand me that collar.”

  He bent and lifted her hair, finding and sipping from her jugular vein, then soothing the faint marks with his tongue. As he worked the key in the decorative padlock, he read the inscription she’d had engraved for all to see: Alina, loving and beloved slave of her vampire master, Sam Quill. The snap of the padlock broke a charged silence, and cheering broke out in the room.

  “Take her!” invited a chorus of voices. “Show her who’s in charge!”

  Alex grinned. “Better do as they say, my friend.”

  Alina dropped to her knees and worked the loosened ring from Sam’s piercing. “May I please service you?” she asked as she worked the sound from his body.

  “Oh, yeah.” Incredibly, his erection grew thicker and longer after she freed him, arched her neck and took him down her throat. “Suck me. But not too long. Tonight I’ll make you mine. All mine. Then I’ll bite you and take myself a vampire feast.” He crushed her hair in his fist, lifting it, freeing the nape of her neck for his attention. “Just me. Someday soon I may want to share you, but for now you
’re only mine.”

  When he lifted her mouth off him, he bent and licked the drops of his lubrication off her lips, then drew her to her feet. “Bend over the table and spread your legs.”

  His cock seared her when he pressed it hard against her tight, wet sheath. “I—love—you,” he ground out as he inched his way inside. He curled his fingers around her breasts, cupping them. Drawing out every sweet, erotic notion she’d ever entertained. Making her want to crawl inside him, learn all the things he wanted from the perfect mate she swore she’d be.

  The collar she wore was like him. Hard, sometimes a little heavy, always reminding her of his dynamic presence. His groan distracted her, made her tense as he slid into her wet, needy womanly orifice. Two hard thrusts and he came, filling her with his love and, the gods willing, his child.

  Never again would she have to pretend to rule her master, nor would he need to call her mistress. For now and always, Alina pledged him her eternal surrender.

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