Bitten

Sorry this took so long to post. I had posted it a week after the last chapter but didn't realize it hadn't gotten posted due to spelling errors. That's what happens when I rush to get something out for you guys.

Chapter 6 - We Were Right

Damion strode swiftly into the plush suite that made his look like a dump. The carpet beneath his bare feet must be four inches thick. The man sitting on the couch before him barely looked up from the woman on her knees between his thighs as Damion entered the room.

"What's gotten you in such a tizzy that you would leave your beautiful playmates alone in your bed my friend? I saw the girls you had at your side last night at the ceremony. Quite a find."

"We were right Mael," Damion starts pacing the floor in his agitation. " It's not just an unfounded fear she has, it's not an unwillingness to accept the change."

Damion stops pacing as if he's finally noticed the girl between Mael's legs. "Damn it Mael I watched her burn last night!" Mael finally gestured for his girl to stop and with a soft whine she left the two men alone.

"Tell me what happened Damion, let's see if we can find a way to help your little pet." Mael gestures toward a nearby chair as he tucks his painfully erect cock back into his pants.

Damion quickly rehashed the previous night in vivid detail as he sat in the chair with his head in his hands. "I should have gone to her sooner, maybe I could have stopped it like in the past. But I had to be sure of my own control. "

"No, you did the right thing, " Mael thought carefully for a moment before continuing. "I think I know what is happening but I want to see to make sure. If I am right, she's not going to like what's coming but she's going to have to do something or tonight might just kill her."

They both rose and quickly returned to Damion's suite finding me exactly where he'd left me, sitting by the window staring out at the lakeshore. I didn't bother to move when they approached me. "Lina this is Mael, he's here to see if he can figure out what's happening okay?" Damion said as he knelt beside me gently taking my hand. When I turned to look at him my eyes must have already begun to darken because he recoiled slightly. It was hardly one o'clock.

Mael studied me carefully, pointing out the pale translucency of my ski and the hollowness of my "darkening wild eyes." and the faint halo of red fire around my irises. He pulled Damion aside.

"It's as we feared, she has no defense mechanism to protect her from the moon's draw. Our power must be transferred during the claiming. It's one of the reasons women who do not come to us intact are killed. Even though Lina came to us innocent because of her situation she did not reach climax when she was taken. It's why she suffered under that moon. We waited to see what would happen and when the burning slowed with the fading of the moon we thought she was going to make it. What you've told me about last night and what I see now I don't think that's going to happen. We must keep her from losing control again. Once they are lost to the moon they tend to not come back. We've been lucky so far but I'd rather not test that luck.

"How do I do that?" Damion asked worried he already knew the answer.

"Give the moon what it wants." Mael said as he started to leave in a hurry to get back to his partner.

"I can't do that! Not without hurting her." He protested.

"Then hurt her." With that Mael made his exit.

Damion stood there for a long time as if trying to decide what to do warring with himself. He walked to me and reached out for my hand.

"Lina come with me, I want to try something"

I let him guide me to his bedroom. The girls from last night lay seductively on the bed but with one glance from him they quickly got up and vacated the room. He stopped at the foot of the king bed and unbuttoned his dress shirt I'd wrapped around my form this morning. I didn't resist as he slid it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor or when he guided me onto the bed. His gentle hands roamed my body and it didn't take long before I was writhing as he worked my skin.

He dipped his head between my thighs and with a smooth movement he parted my pussy lips with his tongue which he quickly delved into my aching hole. I nearly crawled out of my skin at the sensation as it sent wave after wave of pleasure up my spine. The combination of his tongue and the finger he mercilessly rubbed back and forth of my clit soon had me cumming as I cried out his name but he didn't stop.

He slid his tongue up to my clit and brought his hand down to my pussy gently circling the entrance with his fingers slicking them with my juices and driving me wild. He kept this circling up gently massaging, teasing, while he suckled and nibbled on my clit. He waited till I was cumming again to change things up. He took advantage of my orgasm and slid his middle finger into me slowly. The added sensation and stretch renewed my orgasm as I clawed at the bed.

He stayed there, unmoving waiting for the orgasm to subside with a finger buried deep within my clenching walls. When I finally came back down he smiled at me triumphantly as he slowly started moving his finger in and out slowly, careful not to apply too much pressure the damaged areas to avoid causing me the pain he took advantage of last night. This slow rhythm felt fantastic, stimulating but not enough to build me toward orgasm. He was just playing with my body and loved the little moan of pleasure each movement caused.

He played like that for what seemed like hours before he carefully added a second finger. The stretch was a significant change but he kept the strokes relatively shallow wanting to work and stretch my body without triggering the pain that caused me to shut down. I looked down at him as I adjusted to this new feeling. With my blood still in his system he could still read my thoughts clearly. What are you doing?

He smiled in reaction to my unspoken question. "Just enjoy it, little one." He continued this slow pleasurable torture waiting for me to relax around his fingers again. When I finally relaxed to his liking he started to add the third finger which caused me to tense in his arms the stretch uncomfortable even without the depth.

"Damion..." I groaned as he continued his slow progress inwards with his third finger. "Why are you doing this? You know I can't...." He cut my words off as he paused his fingers, quickly leaned up and kissed me.

"I'm trying not to hurt you" he said breaking the kiss as he started pushing his fingers into me again. " Last night when you were lost to the moon the only thing that would have satisfied you was my cock buried in your depths. I'm trying to give you that without hurting you. Trying to give you enough time to relax."

"Damion we tried that before, years ago. It didn't work. Please don't make me go through that again."

He looked out the window at the slowly setting sun knowing that once the moon rose he'd be out of time. "I'm sorry Lina, I have to, I can't stand to watch you burn again and not know if you're going to come back." I only nodded giving him the consent he wanted despite my growing discomfort and fear.

Finally buried to the hilt he started stirring his three fingers in a slowly expanding circular motion, using his fingers to stretch the scarred tissues of my walls. In the beginning the sensation was nothing but unpleasant as the damaged tissue was forced to shift and stretch. Soon though even the uncomfortable pressure started sending little ripples of pleasure through my body.

When I started to moan he started sliding his fingers in and out slowly, trying to help me adjust to the friction that soon would be his cock. He started picking up the pace, letting the pleasure build, hoping to drive me to another orgasm before the sun set fully. It didn't take long before I was climbing rapidly toward climax as I clawed at his arms, his fingers driving in and out of me rhythmically but not roughly. I climaxed as the last few rays of the dying sun sparkled against the wall. Damion watched as my pink walls clenched repeatedly around his fingers as he wondered what it would be like to watch Lina cum around his wrist. He shook the image out of his head. That would have to wait.

As I came down from my climax we both felt the rising tide of the moon. We were out of time. He withdrew his fingers and crawled up my body, nestling his hips between my thighs, pushing my legs further apart. I closed my eyes and turned my head, determined to not let him see how much I didn't want this and struggled to suppress the fear that raced through me as I felt the head of his cock nudge my opening. I knew he'd be gentle, it didn't matter, nothing could undo the damage, nothing could take away the pain I knew I'd feel.

"Lina, look at me. I know you're afraid, I can smell it."

I reluctantly turned to look at him as I felt the heat rising within me as the moon started to break over the horizon. He must have seen the change in my eyes because he shifted his weight forward. The head of his cock stretched my opening more than his fingers had but the discomfort wasn't unbearable and I moaned but kept my eyes locked on his. He continued forward until he felt the head of his cock brush against the ridge of scar tissue, I winced.

"Damion, I don't know if I can do this." I whispered as I looked between us seeing that over half his cock remained outside waiting for entry.

"Please try" he pleaded as he started moving forward again, pushing past the scar tissue further into my depths.

I looked back into his eyes and saw that they too were darkening as the moon rose. I wondered if he would have the strength to keep control or if by letting him do this I was signing up for more than I bargained for. I groaned as each inch became increasingly more painful, the scarring around my cervix being forced to stretch to accommodate his length and girth. Just when I thought I couldn't handle another quarter of an inch I felt his hips touch mine. He stayed there still, trying to give me time to adjust. I shifted beneath him trying to find a position that lessened the pressure. Nothing worked.

He started to retreat and there was a mix of relief and misery. As his cock retreated sore tissues were allowed to relax, the friction on the other hand sent wave after wave of sensation that should have been pleasurable up my spine. It felt like lightning instead. When just his cockhead remained inside me he pushed forward again, this time a little faster. I whimpered beneath him as he butted home against my cervix. He repeated this motion several more times increasing the pace of each entry till he was fucking me at a moderate pace. Each downward thrust caused a whimper to escape my throat. The pain built until I was in tears. Each time he thrust inward the head of his cock would strike the tightly stretched scars.

He saw my tears and I could see his resolve breaking. He didn't want to cause me this pain either. "Let's try something." He shifted so that he laid with me coiled beneath him, his neck bared to me. "Bite me Lina, see if you can feel what I feel."

I didn't hesitate. Anything had to be better than this right? I bit into his shoulder and was flooded by hundreds of sensations. I could feel the call of the moon in him but it wasn't the uncomfortable burn I felt it was more like a runner's high. He started to carefully move within me again and through his blood I felt the aching pleasure of being wrapped tightly within the warm glove of my pussy. I still felt my own pain but as I was able to focus on the sensations he felt, I was able to relax and enjoy this more. As he felt my body relax beneath him he took it to mean that the blood trick was working. He went back to his moderate pace of fucking me, sliding almost all the way out and then carefully back in, making sure he angled himself so that he didn't hit my delicate cervix.

It wasn't long till I could feel his own climax building and that I myself had one building with it the pleasure of his sensations and the friction of his cock within my walls overriding the pain. His orgasm triggered my own and we both cried out our release to the moon. He pulled out of me before my orgasm ended, not wanting to cause any further pain. I released the bite and looked up at him both of us panting.

He studied my face carefully. "How do you feel?" He asked.

"I'm okay, sore, but okay."

"And the fire?" He asked cautiously.

"I can feel it like I have in the past, but nothing like last night."

"Good" he turned and looked toward the living room and I sheepishly remembered we had company and felt suddenly shy.

"Oh.. um.. I guess they will be needing you're um.. services now." I looked out at the moon as I started for the end of the bed and my shirt.

"Yes I can imagine they will have grown quite restless," He grabbed my arm. "I want you to stay with us. You don't have to join in, but I want to be able to keep an eye on you in case the fire returns." I nodded, it wasn't worth arguing, besides he was right, the moon had a long way to go across the sky.

While he went and fetched the girls I sat down in the chair nearby stealing the blanket from the bed. As he walked back in with the girls I studied them more closely. They seemed to be younger than me, late teens early 20s.

One was taller than the other by a good couple of inches. Tall females were rare I could see why Damion had been drawn to her. She had the standard feline beauty that vampires have. Soft curves, small but firm breasts, and long lean legs gave her an air of a ballerina's grace even standing still.

The other girl, closer to my height seemed to be the younger of the two. She still had that wide eyed doe look about her. She was fair complected, with green eyes, and blonde hair. What she lacked in height she made up for in curves. Her breasts we large and perky, and she had the wide sensual hips to support such a frame. As she walked passed me I noticed the small brand on her lower back. She was a breeder.

I smiled to myself knowing that Damion was ever faithful to tradition and would ensure her pregnancy by filling her over and over again with his seed. The other girl bore no such brand. I watched as the three of them crawled onto the bed and Damion laid back, letting the girls feast of his body. The blonde beauty quickly drew his hardening cock into her mouth while the other girl crawled up and straddled his face begging to be eaten out.

I diverted my eyes as the fingers that had just been within me not a half hour ago now delved into the girl perched above him but I could not ignore the pleasured moans that escaped her throat. I turned to watch the little blonde bob her head up and down as she tried to take more and more of Damion's long cock into her mouth. I was a little pleased to know someone else struggled with his length as well when I heard her choke.

Soon Damion's sighs of pleasure joined the symphony of moans and slurping and I looked up to see he now had three fingers buried within the girl perched above him as he nibbled her clit. I knew he would soon bite her just as he'd done me many times before. It was one of his favorite places to feed from.

"Natalie" he gasped as the girl choked on his cock again, her throat squeezing him tightly before she pulled him out so that she could breath. "Keep that up and I'm going to cum in that clenching throat of yours. Seems like such a waste don't you think?"

The girl blushed sheepishly and nodded climbing up to straddle his now raging hard cock. She let out a high pitched moan as she lowered herself down onto his length that sent shivers down my spine. The girl perched above Damion's face soon joined in as he added another finger to her aching cunt and simultaneously bit down on her clit drawing blood. She climaxed instantly and by the rapid movements of the girl riding him I knew she was not far behind.

As the dark haired girl came down from her orgasm she climbed off Damion's face and moved down to play with the nipples of the girl riding him. Damion also turned his attention to the girl frantically riding his cock. He started matching her stroke for stroke slamming into her faster and faster. She soon cried out in ecstasy as she climaxed around him and not two seconds later he roared out his own climax.

I watched as they both tensed in pleasure as he filled her to the boiling point with his seed. When there was no room left the hot white fluid began to seep out of her around the stretched edges of her pussy. It wasn't till I shivered in my own orgasm that I realized I'd started playing with myself. My finger slowly toying with my clit as I'd watched.

Damion looked over at me with a smirk. "So Lina is a little deviant after all" he teased me. "Natalie, why don't you go show Lina how expertly you use that tongue of yours while I give Amelia here a turn with my cock?"

The girl eagerly nodded and climbed off of Damion practically running over to me eager to please. "I want you to make her cum with just your tongue, no fingers allowed. That's my job."

I glared at Damion but he just smiled as he turned his attention to the girl still in his bed. Natalie got right to work licking and sucking on my pussy and clit as I watched Damion push Amelia onto her hands and knees. Damion lined himself up and smoothly sunk into her ass them both moaning at the sensations. He started fucking her roughly and by the sounds she made she loved every second of it.

Natalie's tongue danced over my heated skin and I could see why Damion liked her tongue. She certainly had a talent. She made figure eights dancing back and forth between my sensitive clit and my tender hole. I was still a bit sore from Damion's cock but my body was already healing and as she continued to tease me the discomfort started to subside and pleasure rippled through my core. I knew I would soon be cumming and cumming hard. I kept my eyes on Damion and Amelia as they both fucked like animals. Just as roughly as he was thrusting into her, she was forcing herself back onto him. Damion and I reached climax at the same time. He came violently into Amelia's ass while I coated Natalie's tongue with my juices.

Damion momentarily spent leaned back against the pillows as the two girls started to play with each other at the foot of the bed. "Come lay with me Lina?" he asked extending his hand toward me. I joined him on the bed and we watched the girls play for several hours while we just relaxed. At some point I fell asleep.

I woke with a start Damion perched above me a worried look on his face. It only took me a moment to realize the fire beneath my skin I'd felt in my dreams was real. While I had slept the moon's call had no longer been kept at bay. Damion could see it in my eyes. I was slipping, fast.

I cried out as he slipped his fingers within my tender walls trying to stretch me a little. I felt the fire rage deep within my core and I knew it wouldn't be long before I couldn't fight it. If the burning was going to stop we had to give the moon what it wanted. I shook my head. "Just do it Damion." I knew we were out of time.

He nodded as he removed his fingers and lowered himself between my legs. "I'm sorry" he whispered in my ear just before he thrust forward into me. The pain of his entry seared up my spine but the scream caught in my throat as I tried to remember how to breathe. Damion started moving in and out carefully trying to coax pleasure from my aching walls.

"Lina, feed, share my pleasure. " he reminded me pulling my head to his neck. I bit smoothly and instantly I could feel the pleasure of being wrapped within my tight pussy. How the scarring created a band that squeezed his cock tighter as it slid in and out. I tried to focus on these sensations as Damion increased his speed. I was about to ask Damion to just let me burn when I felt the fire beneath my skin begin to cool. As Damion neared his climax I felt my body respond to the sensations he was sharing through his blood as well as my own. I felt his cock pulse as Damion came a second before I was flooded with the pleasure of it. It was too much for me to handle and I joined him in ecstasy.