Vampiric Sidepiece

Chase limped as quickly as he could back to his room, grateful when the room butler was present. He waved away the man's shocked concerns at his condition. "I'm healing now. I need a bath, a soak if possible, a Warm to fuck, and for my clothing to be prepared for tonight. I'm accompanying Lady Eldon on her trip to the Fathers." He finished his small tirade and studied the human in silence. He sighed aggravatedly and waved his hands slightly. "Let's go, I want plenty of time to feed."

He was tempted to snarl but the butler nodded swiftly and disappeared to summon the necessary staff. Chase was impressed when a large tub appeared within a couple minutes, a small army carrying steaming buckets to fill it. He was just easing his battered body into the water when the Warm arrived.

She was pretty, to be sure. Sparkling green eyes, pitch black hair and plump lips, buxom and friendly. Chase had someone very different on his mind though, and he smiled distractedly at her. "Were you fully informed as to my desires?" He'd asked for a sexual Warm, his nethers aching after being so intimate with Kat. But if she wasn't interested, he could always jack off.

She smiled eagerly, stepping forward to drop the robe she was wearing. She was completely nude underneath, and he studied her flawless porcelain skin before sighing. He missed the scars that had criss-crossed over Kat's skin like a silvery tapestry. The warm crouched next to the tub, her eyes sparkling as she took him in. "Lord Windsor, is that correct?"

Her voice was beautiful, well modulated and trained. He missed the rasp. He could never imagine Kat giving him such respect in his title. "That's correct. Call me Sir, for now. What is your name?" She grinned lustily, her hands going to caress his torso. "Madeleine." She dipped her head close, pressing a kiss to his collarbone. He sighed, missing the feel of Kat.

"Well, Madeleine, I want you to lay on the bed, legs spread, and play with your pussy for me. Nipples too, if you're into it. You are welcome to orgasm if you want, as many times as you want. I'm going to watch and listen, as I get cleaned up. After that, you can suck my cock, maybe even fuck me. Or if you're particularly good at playing, I'll flip you over and pound you from behind. At some point, I'll take a Feeding and put you in ecstasy. Sound good?"

She flushed excitedly, uncertain as he surprised her with his plans. She flattened a hand on his stomach, her fingers stretching south, below the water. "My Lord,"

"Sir."

She stopped hard, her head coming up. He wasn't acting to his profile, he knew, but he also knew he had some of his fetishes documented too. Madeline smiled before nodding, relaxing slightly. "Sir, are you sure I can't help you here?" Her hand wrapped around his cock and he sighed.

He relaxed slightly against the back of the tub, opening his lap slightly so she had better access. She purred as she slid her other hand under the water and Chase growled softly as she cupped his balls. A hand job wouldn't finish him, not by a long shot. I won't feel complete until I've had Kat. He stretched slightly, arching into her skilled grip. "Maddie, you can certainly try to make me cum, but trust me when I tell you, I'm not done until I'm balls deep and you're passed out from pleasure."

Her eyes lit up and she smiled. She pulled one hand from the water and rubbed some droplets over the cherry sized nipples at the end of soft white mounds. He watched her with interest, sighing when she pulled her other hand away. She laughed softly and stood, presenting her ass to him before opening her legs and bending over. Her delicate fingers split the folds of her soft pussy, opening it up for him to see. "You're known as an odd one, Sir Windsor, and I'm glad you're not disappointing." She rubbed her clit hard and fast with two fingers, jerking before she drove those fingers inside her.

He grumbled his approval, returning the grin she flashed him. She buried her fingers deep, clamping around them before she waved her ass softly at him. "Well, let me start on your show, Sir."

Chase sighed as his dick grew harder, his mind burning with lust. He grabbed it by the base, giving the thick shaft a hard squeeze to center himself before he grabbed the soap. The hot water helped his aching body tremendously, although he was sore from how quickly he moved to get cleaned. The blood hunger was rising in the back of his mind, and it wasn't something he wanted to get much stronger.

She was moaning and orgasming, both hands busy between her legs, when he stepped to the edge of the bed. He smiled as he slid his hands up her legs and she threw him a distracted glance. Her thighs parted, and she withdrew one hand. The other was still working away inside her, three fingers stretching her. He rubbed her clit with his thumb, making her twitch and picking up some of her juices. He smeared it over the head of his dick, picking up a dab of precum too.

He eased down on the bed, kissing the insides of her thighs. Her femoral artery was pulsing hard and he groaned as his fangs dropped so fast it hurt. He rested one hand on her stomach, reaching down with his thumb to rub her clit. He wrapped the other arm around her thigh firmly, bracing his hand on her hip. He gave her clit a lick and a kiss before turning his attention to her thigh.

As pristinely white and pure as fresh snow, her smooth inner thigh was spread invitingly for him. He nuzzled along her skin until he found the place he wanted to bite her, then kissed the spot. She quivered, on the edge, and he laughed as he pushed her over with a couple firm presses on her clit. As she orgasmed, he whispered her name to put her under a thrall, waiting until he was sure to bite down.

Her pulse was still pounding and he bit harder than he wanted, so his first mouthful was a quick surprise. He pressed down to slow the flow slightly, but drank the limit quickly. He suspected his time with Kat was going to need the extra energy.

The stray thought of Kat brought back his other demon and he growled as he rubbed over her stomach. It was easy enough to stretch up, whisper sweetly in her ear and she adjusted for the pounding to come. All the same, his dick felt so hard he feared it might split open, and he was extremely happy to bury it in a soft, warm, wet pussy. Sinking to the hilt had him gasping, but it was when he tried to withdraw that his control snapped.

There was nothing more but the need to release. Madeleine was mostly passed out from blood loss, so he felt no remorse for pounding her hard until he came. He filled up her pussy, the nut oozing out as he kept fucking her. Even with the post-nut sensitivity, it was wildly pleasant to keep rocking.

His dick didn't go soft after his first orgasm and he prepared for a second. His strokes changed over his arousal cycle, and he enjoyed leaning back and varying his pace. As it got harder, he slammed home more roughly, he went for longer, shallower spurts of fucking. She felt great around his dick, and his balls were dripping with their combined fluids. All the same, this second bust was harder. He craved Kat, he missed her smell, he missed her attention.

It took surprisingly little thought about Kat for him to cum so hard he was screaming into the mattress. His hips worked jerkily, still bouncing between more and too much pleasure. He was breathless, his emotions drained but tangled.

He collapsed to the bed, easing the warm down beside him. Her face was blissful, her hands fluttering over her nipples before stilling as she fell asleep. He was grateful she was out, because he didn't want to entertain anyone else right now. The Fathers. Kat was apparently routinely summoned by them for various violent activities. That was convenient for him, because he could have lots of contacts in London looking for her at all times. Arriving by surprise took a shocking amount of planning.

To Be Continued...