Chapter 9 : Seduction and Clues

Kisses were left all over my body. At the moment, I was draped over the sheets of the bed and being teased by Nicholas, who couldn't get enough of me. The tips of his fingers brushed over every sensitive area on my body.

At some point, his claws pierced my flesh just as I hoped he'd do. Surface wounds barely bled, but they caused me to jolt. When he did this, he leaned over and began to lap the blood slowly, the wetness of his tongue caressing every nerve of that patch of skin.

I shuddered, whimpering softly before him. The vampire gave an amused hum, leaning up and fixing his crimson eyes on me.

A few strands of his hair fell into his face as he tilted his head, running his tongue over his lips slowly. "Love pleasure from me, is it? Enjoy playing with something that can put you in your place, pet?"

He pulled me onto his lap, supporting the back of my head with one hand, and using the other to continue his exploring.

First, he reached over and squeezed my breast, causing me to gasp and give a low moan. Nicholas chuckled yet again, a deep sound that rumbled out from the pit of his chest. I looked up at him again, watching him sneer and flash his fangs intentionally.

Daggers that could either deliver such intense pleasure… or rip my throat out. He dragged his hand down my body and retracted his claws before rubbing at my clit, humming softly and watching my reaction, spellbound.

After I squirmed and moaned enough for him, feeling those delicious prickles of pleasure rushing through my entire body like electricity through a wire, he slipped a finger into me, moving it in and out slowly.

I gasped, putty in his hands, as he inserted another, then another. In and out, in and out, slowly, then faster, faster. The build-up was intense, and the release was quick. My juices slipped out all over his fingers, which he eagerly brought to his mouth and licked up.

"Mmm, you are so delicious in so many ways, pet," Nicholas praised.

Now, however, he used his hand to do something darker. His hand slowly moved up my body until reaching my neck. That grin of his widened as he wrapped said hand around my neck, squeezing gently. Then, he went harder and harder, choking me. I gasped, my chest heaving as I felt my air intake become restricted.

Nicholas was keeping a very close eye on me, I could feel his stare fixed on my expression. This sensation was the opposite of unpleasant. The wetness between my thighs increased significantly as I moaned, releasing for him the more he squeezed. There came a point where he stopped, and rather bent toward my face and captured my lips for just one second before pulling away.

After a moment, he loosened his grip and nuzzled his face into my neck. He pulled me up, and I could feel his erection rubbing against me.

He pulled away for just a moment from that area to whisper something into my ear. "Like being choked? Of course, you do. You're such a good pet. Now let's see how you take it when I'm fucking you. But first…"

He drew his nose around my jawline and moved down to my neck, caressing my flesh with his tongue. After a moment, he sank his fang into my neck, gulping down my blood in strong pulls.

The sound of him drinking me set me off once again, combined with the chemicals from the bite itself. I shook with another orgasm, waves of ecstasy crashing into me.

He wasn't done yet. He repositioned so that I was sitting on his lap with my back against his chest. Then, he angled my entrance over his erection, slowly lowering me onto it. No doubt, he recalled how much I loved that position, and damn, he wasn't wrong.

I cried out as he lunged again, taking more of my blood, gulping, letting go, then biting again. Somewhat of a frenzy, actually. I felt myself grow a bit dizzy, all of the pleasure making it impossible to focus on anything at all.

He plowed into me, going rough, wild, fucking me relentlessly. Release after release, I was giving him exactly what he wanted. The scent of his musk and woodsmoke washed over me, drowning me in him even further.

I was pulled into him entirely, at the vampire's mercy, and absolutely loved it. Bite… bite… bite… he was a biter. My neck was covered in his mark, and gods, I wanted him to do more.

Claws sank into my body as he frenzied further, ripping down my flesh, though thankfully not too deeply. The pain was so delicious, so wonderful. I was his prey, he could do with me whatever he pleased, and there was no mercy.

This was a type of high I didn't know was possible. The only thing that would make it better would be if he hunted me beforehand. Shit, why was I having thoughts like that right now?

Focus… focus…

He let go of my neck, snarled, and shuddered with his release. I felt him twitch inside of me and cried out, going at the same time as him. We sat there for just a moment before he pulled out of me, leaving a gentle kiss on my neck.

Helping me into a lying position, he got to work licking my wounds so they would stop bleeding. Thankfully, his saliva had a coagulant, so while he went wild with his marking, I wasn't going to lay here in a pool of my blood. Surface wounds, but those claws could shred muscle down to the bone if he felt like doing that.

I shuddered at that thought. It was both terrifying and delicious, really.

When he finished up, he helped me to the bathroom, as usual, to finish cleaning up, disposed of his condom, and found himself resting with me in the bed again.

He signed, nuzzling into my neck and pulling me close. Nicholas was so warm, I absolutely loved it.

There was a thought I had, and I muttered, "W-will you get in trouble for biting so much?"

"I shouldn't," Nicholas replied. "I took the typical amount of blood, just in a few bites. The visible marks, even though you heal them the next day due to your medicine, are just so other vampires know not to take from you. A single vampire can take the proper amount. Multiple? That would be dangerous."

"I see," I said.

That made sense and I understood more about the vampires' reactions to seeing a bite on my neck now.

There was a comfortable aura surrounding both of us as I lay there in his arms. Now, I could poke for information. Thank goodness my mind was clearing up because after being fucked by him, then bitten while being fucked, my mind had been completely gone. I supposed letting myself have a tiny bit of fun was okay, especially if it led to information.

I kept my expression vapid and blank as if just a scared little human who knew nothing about the true nature of the world.

I glanced over to him and whimpered, "Your kind can be so scary… is the taking-too-much-blood thing something that happens a lot? Does it have anything to do with why I'm not allowed to walk around at night?" I pouted. "I love seeing the stars and want to go outside sometime, but I'm not allowed."

Nicholas, resting on his side with a pillow between his head and arm, used his free hand to rub the back of his neck. I noticed his eyes flash with a bit of alarm for a moment at the question before the expression was gone in the blink of an eye. His eyes had widened, and his relaxed smile had faded into a frown for just an instant. The vampire gave a careful nod, swallowing slowly.

"Ah, yeah. It really is dangerous, I would just follow the rules. Er, taking too much blood? Nah, that doesn't happen a lot," he said.

There was a lie in his voice I could detect, but I shouldn't indicate I caught on. I stared blankly at him and slowly nodded, trying to remain expressionless and not reveal the spike of worry that rushed through my body.

Not for myself, though I'd rather not die before finding Lucy and in general for obvious reasons. There were too many people I needed to help.

Should I bring Lucy up? Not her name, of course, but the 'last pet that stayed here'. It was no secret she vanished, and though the general public and media brushed it off as though she'd eloped with some vampire, I knew there was more to it. Especially now. He knew something that he wasn't telling me.

His stare remained locked on me, and I decided it was best to quickly switch subjects. I pouted once again and nodded for good measure, 'reluctantly' deciding to move on since he wasn't going to tell me more.

"How come Alexander is so against this stuff? It's wonderful. Like a dream come true. You're so good at this. Wish he was more open to it," I whined, burying my face into his chest and taking a deep breath.

He smelled so lovely, and I let myself sit there for a moment, just basking. Listen, it helped with the plan! Even if just a little self-indulgent.

When I pulled away, Nicholas just smiled and shook his head, reaching up to gently pet me. "Alexander is a stubborn asshole. Maybe he'll come around," the male vampire said. "He is just concerned about people taking advantage of us, or turning on us despite the gifts we give here. After all, our kind was hunted for centuries. Sure, the modern world may be the best time to emerge from the shadows, but that fear will always be there. He's so against this lottery because it shoves us more into the limelight."

I nodded, thinking this through and deciding to leave it be. "I get it," I said. "I think I want some rest now. You tired me out. That was… so much fun," I admitted, not a lie.

Nicholas winked at me and leaned down, giving me a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Yes. It was. Rest now, dear. You clearly need it. I'm honored you enjoy my biting. But, also, very thrilled, because you taste oh…so good. And your reactions to my biting are priceless."

My face flushed, and I grabbed the blankets, pulling them up to cover me so that I could remain unseen. I heard Nicholas chuckle and rest next to me.

That could have been the end of this session, but my ears focused on the television still playing, something Nicholas turned on as we got settled in. It was the news, vampire-related in particular. I honed in on the word 'cult' and widened my eyes.

"The Cult of Ares is posing a major threat to humans, and are suspects in recent vanishings. Please be advised to stay alert and protect humans going out at night alone. If you see any vampires acting odd toward humans, out of bounds, report them immediately," said the reporter.

I twisted a bit and slowly lowered the blanket from my face, glancing toward the television.

The symbol that flashed across the screen caused me to catch my breath.

An obsidian circle with a crimson flame in the center. The exact mark from a box in Misty's room.