Secret College Thirst Ch 04

I suggest reading my previous chapters before this one

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"Hey, sleepyhead! Get up!" Deliah says, pulling me out of my deep sleep. I look through a nearby window and see that the sun is just barely cresting over the horizon.

"Why did you wake me up so early?" I ask.

"Because I made breakfast," she replies. She gets up and drags me up with her. She's put on my shirt while I'm still naked. Not even my baggy shirt can hide her scrumptious curves.

"Breakfast? I'm the luckiest man in the world," I laugh and get up, putting my boxers on to walk into the kitchen.

She's smiling wide and bouncing up and down lightly. Wow, she must've really gone all out.

We round the corner and I'm stopped in my tracks. I was expecting anything other than a literal human sitting at the dinner table.

"Deliah..." I start.

"Aleck, I know you don't eat from humans anymore. I just wanted to remind you that you don't have to kill to get the good stuff. You were the one who taught me that after all," she replies. I mean... she has a point.

"So we're not killing her? Just feeding, healing, then releasing her?"

"Exactly, my love."

"I haven't had a drop of human blood in years," I smile and sit down next to the girl. She doesn't seem afraid, so Deliah must've already compelled her to not be scared.

"You take the first bite," she encourages. I do exactly as she says and sink my teeth into her wrist. If I knew I could control myself, I'd go for the carotid; but I'm not confident enough in my abilities given how long it's been.

I feel her go around to the other side of the girl and sink her teeth into her neck. Apparently she does have more recent practice. Soon, I can tell that she's about to lose too much blood, so I force myself to stop.

"Fuck, Deliah. You're right. I really missed the good stuff," I move closer to the girl and feed her some of my blood so her wounds heal quickly.

"Alright, sweetheart. Let's get you out of here," Deliah says, lifting the girl up and walking to the door.

"Where are you going?" I ask Deliah.

"Oh, I'll be right back. I'm just taking her to her car really quick," she replies. I nod and walk over to the couch to sit down in front of the fireplace.

I look at my phone and notice I have a text from Khalla.

"Hey baby! I was wondering when I could see you again... ;)" the text reads.

I reply, "I can see you four days from now, maybe we could go out for a drink?"

After only a few minutes she replies back "Why so looooong???"

I roll my eyes slightly, does she have to be so clingy? It's not like we're in a real relationship or anything, "I'm catching up with an old friend," I reply. I'm not lying...

I turn off my phone, not really caring too much about what she has to say. Yesterday I couldn't get her out of my head, but today I can't wait to get her out. I just want to spend some time with Deliah, I've missed her so much.

It doesn't take too long for Deliah to return. I hear her coming up to the house and open the door.

"Hey baby!" she yells into the house. She walks into the living room and sees me sitting down, waiting for her, with my arms stretched out. She takes the hint and embraces me.

"I love you so much, Deliah," I say, smiling at her.

"I love you too, Aleck," she replies.

"Let's say we watch a show? They're actually quite amusing," I say, gesturing to the huge flat screen tv.

She grabs the remote from a coffee table and turns it on.

"What do you wanna watch?" she asks.

I think for a second, "My Babysitter's a Vampire!" I say, laughing.

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The next four days are filled with laughter, deep talks, and lots of fucking.

Deliah and I catch up on most of the stuff that's happened since we last saw each other.

She had had a few boyfriends, none of which were vampires. She knew she could turn them, but she didn't want to. She said she never loved anyone nearly as much as she loves me.

I admitted to having had a few girlfriends myself, though I kept quiet about the fact that I have one now. Why ruin a good time?

After the four days are up, Khalla sends me another text.

"So, when do you think you'll be down to have a drink today?" she asks.

"How about later, let's say 7 pm?" I reply. I check the clock to see that it's only nine in the morning.

"Sounds wonderful. Where should we meet?"

"Send me your location and I'll meet you."

"Will do."

With that, I turn my phone off again and put it in my bag.

"Deliah! I have to get back to my house. I'll come back in a few days, okay?" I yell from across the house.

"Let me walk you to the door!" she yells. Within a matter of seconds she's right next to me.

"I'll see you soon, my love," I say, kissing her sweetly on the lips. She kisses me back, then closes the door behind me. I jump into my car and drive back to my apartment.

As soon as I get back home I take a shower and decide it's best to take a quick nap before I get ready to meet Khalla. So I set an alarm for 6:30 pm and drift off quickly.

My alarm goes off all too early, but I jump out of bed to get ready.

It takes me no more than five minutes to get ready. All I do is reach into my closet and grab a random shirt, then reach into my dresser to grab a random pair of jeans to pull up over my underwear. I slip on my regular shoes and walk right out the door. It's surprisingly dark for being only 6:35 pm.

I get into my car and turn on my phone. I've got three text messages: one from Deliah and two from Khalla. I check Deliah's first.

"I know I just saw you a few hours ago, but I wanted to ask if we could talk about maybe moving in together? I would even move into the city for you..."

I stare at the message for a few seconds, my brain not quite processing what the message says. She wants to move in together? I don't know how to feel about it. I love her with all of my heart, but I've gotten so used to being independent. I decide to message her back later, then check Khalla's messages.

"Here's the address: 8462 Pine Grove Avenue"

"I'll be inside when you get here, babe"

The last one was sent a minute ago. I put the address into my phone and follow the automated voice directions to the bar downtown.

I park my car outside of the building, lock it, then walk through the door. I pause for a few seconds to show my ID to the security guard, but then walk straight to the bar on the far wall. When I find Khalla, I walk with purpose.

"Hello, lovely. How are you doing tonight?" I ask. She's wearing a tight fitting blue dress. It stops short enough to be sexy but long enough to not be indecent... it's close, though. She has on silver high heels that must be incredibly painful to walk in.

"Well, hello. I've missed you," she replies. I smile as she hugs me.

"So, what are you drinking?" I ask. Before she can answer I nod at the bartender, "Two of whatever she has, please," I ask him. He smiles and starts to fix two drinks up.

"I don't want to stay here too long. I picked a place close to my apartment... I want to spend more time there than here," she raises one eyebrow.

"Then let's drink these quickly," I smirk. She smiles in agreement and we down our drinks in one gulp. I pull $50 out of my wallet and smack it on the table, gesturing to the bartender that it's his to keep. I turn around and let Khalla drag me out of the bar, towards my car.

"I got dropped off here so you could take me home with you," she explains.

"Well, that's perfect," I reply. I unlock the car door and open it for her to climb in.

"Why, thank you. Aren't you the perfect gentleman," she giggles. I chuckle back, then shut the door. I jog around the front and then climb into the driver's seat. I pause for a second and laugh.

"I actually don't know how to get to your apartment from here."

"I'll guide you. First, drive up this road until you hit Heron Way, then make a left," she instructs. I follow her orders.

After we've turned left, she tells me to turn right at Sibner Street. Then, she reaches across the middle seat to unbutton my pants.

"Woah, there. Khalla... I'm driving," I say, using one of my hands to try to push her away.

"Doesn't matter. Just try to stay focused," she replies. She unzips them and reaches into my underwear to grab my slowly growing cock.

"That's the problem, I can't stay focused with you touching my dick."

"Yes, you can," she giggles. She leans over and licks the head of my cock, making it jolt involuntarily.

"Fuck, Khalla. Can you wait until we at least park?" I ask. She answers by licking slowly from the base of my cock to the tip, licking up any precum that might've been there.

I try to stay focused on the road, but it's getting more and more difficult as my cock grows harder.

"I'm turning right, Khalla. Where do I go from here?"

She pops her head up, "You'll see my apartment building coming up, it's on the right. Drive to the back and park in the far visitor spot," she says. Then, she goes right back to teasing my cock.

I quickly park the car and lean back to enjoy what she's doing.

"You should probably turn the car off," she smiles up at me. I laugh lightly and do as she suggests.

"How about we go inside?" I ask her.

"I think that's a wonderful idea," she replies.

We jump out of my car and we walk quickly to her apartment. She unlocks the door and ushers me in, locking it behind her.

"Well, hello," I hear someone say from the living room. I turn around to see Zak, Anna, and Makayla.

"Well, hello to you guys too," I smile.

I can tell Zak is thinking something that he wants me to listen in to, '

Why are you here?'

he asks, '

I thought you'd stay with Deliah and leave Khalla alone.'

I reply through his thoughts, '

Khalla and I are adults, we make our own decisions. It'd be wise for you to stay quiet,'

I give him a dirty look. He looks down, away from my eyes.

"As much as I'd love to catch up, I think this one has something in her room to show me," I point to Khalla and laugh. The others join my laughter for a few seconds. Khalla leads me down the hall to her room.

I shut the door behind both of us with a little more force than necessary. I grab Khalla's waist and pull her close to me.

"Aleck... It's been too long since you've touched me," Khalla says.

"I would have to agree," I lean down to kiss her. She kisses me back eagerly.

I reach down to pull off her dress, but it's not easy to peel the fabric from her skin. I didn't realize how hard taking off a dress could be. Once I get it all the way off, she pushes her body against mine. I take off her bra with ease, then push her onto the bed roughly.

I pull off my shirt, smiling down at her. I kick off my shoes and socks.

"Take off my pants," I command. She quickly sits up and falls onto her knees at my feet. She unbuttons my jeans again, unzipping them excitedly. She pushes them down and I step out of them. "And my boxers," I urge. She complies, pushing them off easily. My cock, growing harder by the second, springs out.

"Can I taste it?" she asks, gesturing to my dick. Instead of replying, I move closer to her and shove it down her throat. I hear a small gag, but decide to ignore it since it isn't repeated. I smile down at her as I slowly fuck her face, using her hair as leverage. She reaches down to her pussy and starts to rub her clit.

"Don't touch yourself. That's my job," I say. She whines slightly, so I shove my cock as far down her throat as it will go. She moves her hand away from her pussy.

I soon decide that I've had enough of her mouth, so I pull out and grab her chin. I tilt her face upwards so she's looking into my eyes.

"What would you like me to do now, baby?" she asks.

"How about you lay face up on your bed? I want to taste you," I smirk. She does as I say, a smile glued to her face.

I let her get situated before climbing onto the bed with her. I lay over her to kiss her neck, moving downwards slowly. I reach my hand down to touch where she was touching earlier to find that she's already extremely wet.

"Mmm, fuck," she whispers.

"You like when I touch your sweet pussy?" I ask seductively.

"Yes, I like it a lot, Aleck," she replies. I rub her clit a little harder and she lets out a moan.

My tongue makes its way down to her left breast, licking and sucking on her nipple. I bite her little rosebud lightly and I hear her gasp. I move my mouth from her left to her right breast, delivering the same attention to the latter as I did with the former.

I insert one finger inside her hot entrance. I can feel her juices running down my finger; I can't wait to taste them. I move my focus from Khalla's breasts to her taut stomach, leaving small love bites on my way down.

When my lips reach the cusp of her mound, I detour to her left thigh. She groans in lust, frustrated that I keep teasing her instead of giving her what she wants.

I bite the inside of her thigh, going further down her leg. When I reach her left knee, I switch sides, my teeth moving to the inside of her right leg. Her groans of frustration become louder. I continue to bite her, moving up her leg this time.

I finally reach her pussy, kissing it lightly. She moans from above me, and I smile. I slowly lick her from taint to clit, eliciting a louder response this time.

"Please, I want you inside me," Khalla says breathlessly.

"Mmm, I would like that too," I smile. I kiss up her body with urgency. When I reach her face, I bite down on her lower lip and shove my cock inside her at the same time. She gasps and moans loudly; certainly loud enough for everyone in the living room to hear.

I fuck her hard into her mattress, her moans getting louder each minute. I can tell that this position feels really good for her. Missionary isn't my favorite position, however, so I pull out. I lean back and grab Khalla's legs, then flip her over onto her stomach.

"Hey!" she giggles lightly.

I waste no time, quickly leaning forward again to take her from behind. I put one of my hands on the back of her head, pushing her face into her pillow. Her moans are muffled as I continue to fuck her.

"Fuck, Aleck!" she yells, close to screaming. I can feel her pussy clenching around my cock rhythmically; she's about to finish.

"Not yet," I growl, removing my hard cock from her tight cunt. I slap her ass hard, the sound vibrating off the walls. I'm sure that could be heard from the living room too.

"Ow! That hurt!" Khalla says loudly.

"That's the point, babe. It's supposed to. But doesn't it feel so nice afterwards?" I ask, already knowing her answer.

"...yes, it does," she replies, sounding somewhat ashamed at her reaction to the pain.

"No need to feel embarrassed, Khalla. I know many girls who love to be spanked, some even like it harder than what I did to you. Some like things a little rougher too..." I trail my sentence off, caressing her ass. I admire the red handprint I left on her right cheek, thinking of how hard I should administer the next spank.

"If it gets too intense I want you to stop me, alright?" I ask. She nods her head vigorously.

Without warning, I raise my hand up again. This time I let my hand smack down on her left cheek. She squeals into her pillow, a small moan escaping her beautiful lips right after. I chuckle lightly, then spank her right asscheek again.

It goes on like that for a few minutes. I watch her ass jiggle when my hand hits home, then feel my cock twitch when Khalla moans and whines. After the first five or six slaps, she began lifting her hips up to meet my hand. She obviously wanted me to go harder. So I did.

I look down at Khalla's face to see her cheeks are red, just like her ass. She has tear streaks running down her face and welts beginning to form on her ass. There are already a few small bruises painted here and there.

I lean forward, my cock positioned right at her pussy. I can feel how wet she is... she's fucking dripping. The thought of her loving getting spanked so much turns me on.

I sit up onto my knees, pulling her to her hands and knees in front of me. I rub her red ass, making her squeak. It must still hurt a lot. With my knees, I pry open her legs so they're just over shoulder width apart, then pull her back so my dick head is just poking at her entrance.

I reach up with my right hand to grab her hair, twisting it in my palm for leverage. I place my other hand on her lower back to steady myself, then plunge myself inside her in one swift motion. She cries out, unable to muffle it since I'm keeping her head up by her hair.

"Please, Aleck... I don't want to be too loud," she begs, wanting to be able to push her face into her pillow.

"No. I want to hear you moan my name. I don't give a fuck what anyone else thinks. I'm gonna fuck you how we both know you want to be fucked, rough and fast. I'm going to do it how I want to. Which means you're going to shut up, and you're going to take my Big. Fat. Cock," I emphasize my last three words with deep and hard thrusts inside her. I think she gets the point.

I don't wait for a reply, because I know there won't be one. I use my grip on her hair to pull her against me as I pound my hips into hers. I hear her crying, and since I'm not 100% sure why, I read into her thoughts to make sure she's okay.

'Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. This. Feels. So. Good.'

Each word is cut off at the end when I thrust inside her. Knowing that she's crying from pleasure gets me way too close to cumming for my liking.

I get up, pulling Khalla up with me. She whines when I pull out, but I ignore it. I push her against the nearest wall, then grab her legs so she's straddling me. I take no time to pause, I enter her immediately after I've situated us. It's times like these when I'm extremely grateful for my superhuman strength.

I fuck her hard into the wall, shaking her pictures that hang by us slightly. I reach up and grip her throat lightly, testing the waters. When she moans I know that she likes it.

I move my cock in and out faster, then tighten my grip around her neck. She moans loudly again, the blood flow to her brain slowing down slightly from my grip. Right when it looks like the pressure from the lack of blood is about to be too much, I let go. This shoots blood up into her brain, giving her a headrush mixed with euphoric sensation.

"Oh, fuck," she mutters, shutting her eyes. I smile, then grip her throat again. I squeeze a little tighter this time, causing the whole aforementioned process to speed up.

After only a minute or two of me fucking her like this, her pussy begins quivering again. I know she's about to cum, but this time I'm going to let her.

I push my hips up a little harder, trying to get as deep as possible. I squeeze her throat again when I know she's only seconds away from her orgasm. When she reaches the cusp, I let go. Her orgasm washes over her fiercely, her moans almost screams in my ear.

Just as she's winding down from her orgasm, I feel mine coming on. Without thinking, I use my vampire speed to the bed with her still in my arms. I flip her over onto her hands and knees and shove her face into the bed with one hand, sticking her ass up into the air. With my other hand I steady her hips so I can fuck her until I cum.

It only takes me a few seconds before I'm grunting over her, my seed shooting deep inside her.

I flop over next to her, both of us shaking slightly from our powerful orgasms. She looks over at me, looking somewhat frightened. I tune into her thoughts again.

'How the fuck did we get over to the bed that fast? There's no way I could've been that out of it.'

I talk quickly, trying to stop her thoughts from running too crazy, "After you came you were super drowsy. I thought you blacked out there for a second, I had to take you to the bed as quick as I could. If you hadn't moaned when I laid you down, I would've been worried."