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.