You have to read Ch.1 to understand why this starts the way it does.
It's shorter, but any more and I felt it would lose the feel of the story.
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I blinked up at him as I realized that what I thought was a whisper was really his thoughts coming through to me. He lips had never moved.
"You can hear my thoughts now as I can hear yours."
"How?" I thought.
"It is our way of communicating. We don't need to use verbal language."
"That's convenient. So when I want you again I won't have to say it." Suddenly I felt a sensation like a hand was touching my thigh and moving to the lips of my cunt.
"You won't have to use your hand either. Watch," Victor thought.
I felt his touch, though I could see his hands holding mine. Then he smiled and his fangs grew to an inch length. I felt his mental touch moving over my body. One hand teased my nipple while the other played with my cunt lightly, then as I grew wetter with excitement I felt his fingers probe deeper inside me.
All these sensations went straight to my nerves. Pleasure moved from one end of my body to the other. It was like I was being touched everywhere all at once. I was panting from the sensations. I felt the orgasm start deep inside me and the mental fingers inside me moved faster.
Sensing my release was getting closer he leaned in and kissed me for real. My breath rushed into his mouth as I moaned. He lightly bit my lip and I felt a pearl of blood form there. He licked it with the tip of his tongue. I began to wiggle from all the different things happening at once. The pleasure of his mental touch added to his kiss and the taste of my own blood on his lips.
Just as I was about to go over the edge he pulled back, in every way. I looked up at him and growled low and deep.
Victor chuckled as he saw my state of being. Then I saw he was testing me. To see what I would do next.
"You want to play it that way Victor?" I thought to him.
He didn't respond, but waited.
Quickly, before he got the notion as to what I was going to do, I rolled him over with my new found strength, and pinned him beneath me.
"Let's see how you like being teased." I told him.
I felt my teeth become stronger and my fangs began to grow. His eyes latched onto the change.
I reached out with my mind and imagined licking his neck, dragging my fangs across his neck. His moan spurred me on. I continued down his body licking and nibbling, teasing him. When I reached his hot erection he was squirming under me. This power was addicting, though I never moved, I had him writhing in passion.
I imagined taking his cock into my mouth, slowly licking around his engorged head, then sliding it deep into my throat. I growled low and watched as his eyes closed and his head press into the pillow. Victor was my slave now, and I had every intention to do what I said earlier.
"You're mine," I told, but with my real voice this time.
Victor's eyes open and he smiled at me.
"I want to hear you say it," I said.
"What do I get if I say it my love?" Victor asked.
I stared at him a moment. Didn't he already know that he had everything, all of what I was belonged to him.
I saw his expression change as he heard my thoughts. It went from a teasing smile to a serious awe struck fierceness. Then his arms came around me and pulled me to him. I went willingly and snuggled into his shoulder. The need to own had abated, now all I wanted was to hear him say the words I had demanded.
"I am yours Noria. Just as everything you are belongs to me, everything I am belongs to you. It was yours long before this night."
Victor brushed my hair back from my face and he looked down at me. I felt a tremor go through his body and then my own followed. I looked at him uncertain. It was like I could feel something inside me want to crawl away from my own skin. Then a fear like I've never known clawed through my mind. Something was seriously wrong and I had to run from it.
"No you don't need to run my love." Victor said as he turned back to me. "But we must darken the windows, and quickly. The sun is rising."
Of course, I thought.
"Yes." Quickly I got up and went to my linen closet. Victor followed and helped me with several thick quilts. Together we blocked the windows until no light could filter through any window.
"I guess you'll have to stay her for the day," I said to him as we moved to my couch.