"Do not fret," Alavigne told him. "I have bid you to look upon me and I will not punish you now for taking pleasure in what it is that you see."
Montoya simply stood there then, watching her. She paced over to what he had fetched her. She was a pretty little thing this human girl and Alavigne knew that that had greatly influenced his choice. Well she was indeed pleased with his choice and in more ways than one. The girl would make a pleasurable plaything before she was ready to feed. She walked around the human, yes a very good choice.
She came back around and addressed Montoya. "You have performed well for me this night. As well as sparing you I will reward you." She lead him to one side of her chamber and gestured at a seat. "Sit and watch, and if you wish to relieve yourself you have my permission to do so."
With Montoya duly seated she went back to the human girl. "Follow me." Again she did as she had been commanded and followed Alavigne to the bed. The girl was very compliant as Alavigne ordered her to strip. She proved very adept at following all of her commands and made a very accomplished lover. Montoya was quite obviously enjoying watching them and watching him made Alavigne even more determined to take full pleasure in using the girl in every way possible.
It took several hours until Alavigne had had enough. By the end the poor human was clearly exhausted but she was still trying to perform as she had been told. "Lay back."
Alavigne ran her hands, her tongue, over every piece of exposed flesh for one last time. She lay her own naked body on top of the girl's. Turned the girls head back and to the side to expose her neck, the veins underneath that pulsed so close to the surface. And finally Alavigne finished having her way with her, sinking her fangs into that youthful pliable flesh that she had taken such pleasure in. But this was a completely different kind of pleasure one that would be impossible to describe except to those who had experienced it and they would require no such explanation.
When she was through the human was fully drained and the remains of her life giving fluid was drying on Alavigne's naked body. She wrapped herself in some clothing and turned to Montoya who was wiping a hand on the inside of his cloak. She said: "Tell me more about this woman. Tell me your encounter in detail.
"Describe her in detail."
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