The waiting was tiresome, especially since she knew what would happen. When the darkness around her finally parted, she lifted her head, just to realize that she recognized the silver-haired boy that was now laying next to her. He looked younger than she was, maybe twenty years old, though Hannah knew by now that he was likely much older than that. He was the one who had held a knife to her throat.
He still had the sadistic look in his eyes, and Hannah's consciousness screamed in frustration and horror when her body bent down and her lips covered his.
His hands buried themselves in her hair and he pulled it, hard enough to cause pain. Hannah tried to scream, but the only thing that escaped her lips was a sensual moan. Her hands suddenly developed a life of their own as they moved across her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. He watched her with desire in his eyes.
"More," he whispered, and Hannah parted her legs and ran her hands up her thighs, spreading the folds of her sex for him to see. He bent forward, licking his lips, and two of her fingers entered her tunnel, while another slowly rubbed her clit. She threw her head back, disgusted at herself, but also no longer able to ignore the feelings of lust that spread throughout her body. Her legs were spread further as the boy leaned forward, pushing her fingers aside, and started to lick her sex with broad movements of his tongue. She moaned, entranced.
He moved further up her body, grasping her hands and pinning them.
"Slave," he whispered with gleaming eyes, and Hannah realized that this was indeed true, at least until the entity that controlled her body decided otherwise.
He thrust a finger inside her, moving it rapidly. Another joined it for several seconds, before he pulled both of them out and pressed them into her mouth. Hannah licked them greedily, tasting herself. He smiled at her, looking smug and superior, and pulled his hand away, dragging the fingers over her skin and leaving a wet trail. She moaned again when he moved them back between her legs, this time thrusting a third finger inside her. He pulled her up until she was in a kneeling position, riding his fingers and grinding her hips against his arm. A fourth finger probed her other hole, which under normal circumstances would have more than disconcerted her, but now she simply groaned and lowered her body, causing his fingers to slide deeper into her. His other hand was busy pinching her nipples, and even the pain added to her arousal. She knew she was dripping wet and ready for him, but he did not seem ready to take her just yet.
He withdrew his fingers, making her lick them clean once more, and pulled her by her hair until her mouth was over his hard organ. She took him between her lips, sucking and licking, until he pushed her further and she slid down his organ, choking. He kept her there while she gagged, and he groaned as the spasms of her throat massaged him. When he finally let her come up for air again, he rubbed the head of his stiff pole against her cheeks, then pulled her up until she was straddling him. He guided her hips, and she eagerly lowered herself, not able to protest when she felt to her horror that he was pushing against her sphincter.
She imagined she heard the presence in her mind chuckle as her body took the organ, as she let him spear her without having control of her body. Her anus burned and twitched, but still she rode him hard, waves of pleasure overwhelming her once more. He used his hips to push her upwards, fucking her with fast, hard strokes. Hannah wished she could slap the self-satisfied grin off his face, but instead, she found herself moaning more and more, turned on and begging him to continue.
After several minutes of this, her riding him hard, he finally pulled out of her. Hannah brought her hand down and started to finger her now sore and loose anus for his viewing pleasure. She slid two fingers inside it, watching as his gray eyes lit up and he started to stroke himself furiously. He knelt in front of her, his eyes fixed on her fingers in her anus, and finally ejaculated.
Hannah could feel the liquid hit her breasts, her stomach, finally her face as he moved up and aimed. She opened her mouth and the next spurt landed on her tongue. She swallowed, her hands moving up and massaging her breasts, rubbing the warm fluids into her skin.
He was still hard, and he entered her sex just a moment later. Hannah moaned as she took him in, and he furiously fucked her, choking her in the process. He pinched her nipples so hard she wanted to scream, but instead she could feel herself starting to come. He followed just a second later, his fangs sinking into her breast as she felt him twitch inside her.
She would have used the knife on him even if she had been in control of her body at this point. She felt a sense of relief when she noticed it materialize in her hand, and for the third time she stabbed a vampire in the heart, feeling as he twitched, then went limp above her and his essence started to flow into her, filling her with energy.
As fast as it had entered her, the essence was pulled away again by the presence inside her. Then the presence vanished, the body above hers vanished, and she was left alone with feelings of lust filling her to the brim, leaving her sex drenched and her clit pulsating longingly.
