(ellora) Angela Knight - Baby, You've Changed
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I’d win. I’d be free. I wouldn’t even have to kill him, just wound him. Otherwise, I’d become his Bloodslave, prey to his fangs and cock, his to spread and fuck whenever he wanted. Mouth. Pussy. Ass. Blood. All his.
I looked at the sword in my hand, feeling my muscles coil, ready to spin around and....
Instead I opened my fingers and watched them slide away from the hilt. Leaving the sword where it lay, I braced my elbows on the floor and lifted my rump, offering myself to Gage Deauxville. The man I’d never stopped loving, despite my stupid teenaged fantasies of dominant Warlords.
Gage laughed in my ear, softly triumphant. "That’s my girl. Spread your cheeks for me, Tamir."
Startled, I looked over my shoulder at him, realizing suddenly he’d given me that opening deliberately. "What would you have done if I’d gone for the sword, Gage?"
He bared his teeth. "Slap it out of your hand, ream your ass, and let you go."
I eyed him. "And now?"
The bared teeth became a hot grin. "Well, I won’t be letting you go."
I grinned back. "Good."
Then I caught my rear cheeks in both hands and spread myself for my new master’s use.
He took that massive cock in hand and set the rounded tip against my sensitive virgin anus. I had to swallow a whimper as he began to force it inside, stretching the delicate tissue mercilessly.
Jesus, he was huge. That big shaft felt as if it was going to rip my ass wide open as he slowly, relentlessly worked more and more of it into the desperately tight opening. "Damn, Tamir," he rumbled, "you’re so fucking luscious." I felt his big hands wrap around my hips, drag me closer, impaling me completely.
"God! It’s...." I didn’t even know a word intense enough for it. Taking Gage Deauxville’s dick up my ass was overwhelming, painful – and darkly, powerfully erotic.
Finally, he had all of it inside, as far as he could reach. I was lying there, limp and dazed and skewered, when I felt him suddenly come down over me completely, wrapping his legs and arms around me in that immobilizing wrestler’s hold again. He rolled with me so he was half under me, half on his side. Then, when he had me stretched helplessly over his big body, he slowly began to thrust.
It hurt. And yet – there was a dark, luscious pleasure to it, too, a pleasure that intensified when he reached his free hand down between my thighs to stroke my hard clit. I jolted and quivered as the wicked delight grew with every buggering stroke of his cock. I went bonelessly limp in the face of the pleasure-pain, moaning helplessly. Barely aware when he lowered his head to the arch of my throat.
The sharp prick of his fangs sinking into my skin tore a groan from my mouth. "Jesus, Gage!"
He rumbled something feral against my throat and began to drink in long swallows as he slowly thrust his hips, using my ass, still stroking my clit.
The climax took me by surprise, tearing a scream from my throat as I arched my back to force his cock even deeper up my ravaged anus. Distantly I heard his triumphant growl, and then he was hunching hard, screwing me without mercy as he fed. I screamed in pleasure-pain, and the orgasm intensified, pounding through me in time to his ruthless anal strokes. Until, finally, I felt my master come deep in my ass, shooting me full of hot sperm.
It was a long time before either of us moved. "Now that," he said in my ear, "was worth becoming a vampire for." He gave the small wound in my throat a tender lick.
My eyes widened as I twisted my head to look at him. "You became a vampire for me?"
He shrugged. "You wanted a master." He grinned, flashing his fangs at me. "Now you’ve got one."
"Yeah," I said. "Seems I do."
I turned in his arms and found his lips with mine. His kiss was hot and skillful, and his mouth tasted of my blood. My asshole burned; I could feel his cum filling it. I didn’t care.
Despite my teenage stupidity, despite years of empty loneliness, I had Gage Deauxville back. And that was all I’d ever really wanted.
THE END