The Vampire Queen's Servant

Lorellei Morrigan

She had chosen to drive the Ferrari tonight. Because she wanted away from her Bloodsworn that may report whatever she did to her husband, Korinn. Also it had been ages since she'd driven anything outside a track, so she missed it being driven wherever by her bodyguards, but tonight she had managed to slip away and had decided to break out her Hot Rod red Ferrari F12 and let the stallion prance through the streets of Manhattan at night.

It was a magnificent machine, responsive to every whim of direction she cared to give it without the slightest hesitation. It begged her to put her foot down on the gas and hear the roar of the beast as she pushed it to its limits. The same for the man she was on the hunt for tonight.

Lorellei was hungry tonight. She wanted a meal, preferably muscular, a man whose long powerful body would beg her to push it to the limit like the Ferrari as she took his blood. She would hold him down, drink her fill and ride him hard. Take him deep, making him give up his rich life-giving blood and his hot seed into her body at the same time. She'd push him to exhaustion, beyond rational thought. All those wonderful muscles would be taut and slick as he pounded into her with primal urgency, his most primitive instincts making him into a fierce, beautiful rutting animal she would ride and command with the same level of skill as she did controlling the F12.

Just imagining her plans for the lucky stud she'd choose tonight made heat shimmer over her skin. As she took a corner in a precise hard turn her tongue caressed the backside of her fangs as if she could already taste him.

Lorellei had only eaten functionally from surgical blood bags for the past four months. But like most Vampires, her desire for blood was intertwined with her instinctive need to dominate her victims sexually. Without that, the blood had no taste, no flavor, no life to it. She was sick to death of it, so now that she was three hundred miles away from korinn and had ditched her Bloodsworn bodyguards she was on the hunt.

She pulled into a parking garage and climbed out of the car. She headed towards the loud throbbing music and the long line of young humans waiting for the bouncers to let them in. One look as she cut ahead of everyone was all it took.for them to usher her in. Perhaps because this club was owned by an ally of Lorellei's, Lord Jason, or perhaps one look was all it took for the big bouncer to recognize a predator on the prowl for some prey and choose not to get in her way.

She walked inside and immediately heads started turning. She had dressed to impress or to lure with a black backless minidress thin enough to reveal every detail underneath like the outline of the barely concealing thong she wore over a smoldering and impatient pussy. Other than that she wore open-toed heels high enough that it made the back of her legs taut and her ass stick out accentuated with a purposeful gait that swung hips and displayed the length of her legs to its fullness. The heels were the type the laced up all the way up to her knees like gladiator sandals. The last thing she wore was a long leather coat that bounced and fluttered with each hip swaying stride she made.

She didn't have a purse. She wouldn't need one. Within a moment someone would buy her a drink, though she wasn't at all interested in drinking booze tonight.

Lorellei began sifting through the crowd looking for her lucky stud. Perhaps the young college kid in the group in the corner. He had some strong-looking hands. She spotted a cute little redhead casting bashful glances at her. Too bad. She was in the mood for hard cock tonight, otherwise the redhead would be a done deal.

She was beginning to despair her poor luck. This club was full of men, but not one good enough. It looked like she'd have to settle for the shy redhead after all.

Then someone came up to the table and placed a martini down.

"Why, thank you," She said taking the glass and taking an appreciative look before continuing glancing at the fish she had nibbling on her hook. "I..."

Lorellei froze recognizing that face from countless encounters over fourteen hundred years. It was him, her gallant guardian...he'd found her yet again.

“Dude you need to get out!”

I resisted the urge to throw my pillow at my former squad mate and sat up running ah and across my buzzed black hair as I regarded him “I don’t need t do any thing” I reminded him flipping him the bird as I rubbed my left leg. Ever since the damn doctor pulled out the shrapnel it itched like hell randomly. Of curse thinking about the shrapnel caused my mind to race trying to pull me back into the distant memory. The doctor warned me this would happen periodically so instead I bit on my tongue using the pain to center my self and focus on the present. I ignored the copper taste of blood in my mouth and raised my eyebrow daring my friend to continue.

“I beg to differ Alexander” He said rolling his eyes and buttoning his dress shirt “you’ve been moping ever since you got drummed out all you do is sulk because the big bad army kicked you out for acting like a motherfucking hero! I say you go enjoy the freedom of life and the fruits of that freedom you almost died for”

“And by cash in on it you mean use it to pick up chicks correct?” I asked him keeping my eyebrow raised daring him to say any thing different.

“Well yeah dude I man come on you have to be craving some female companion ship”

“Oh you have no idea” I thought but didn’t dare speak out loud. If only he knew the things I were craving the naughty things I looked up once I was safely tucked away in my room. I didn’t dare say it out loud though I knew if I told him that I wanted to be dominated that I yearned for a woman to take control and let me serve them….

Well I would never live it down

“Even if I did I wouldn’t use my wound to pick up chicks” I said getting up wincing slightly “I am a soldier not a poser”

“Your not a soldier any more dude” He said sighing and turning a strange look on his face “you need to move on with your life its been three months since the honorable discharge”

“Due to a bogus leg injury” I reminded him even as said leg injury throbbed “I could have done some thing more you fucking know that”

“It doesn’t matter” He reminded him shaking his head “its done your not getting back in so why continue to be upset about it why not go ahead and enjoy your life now that you have served? What is you siting here moping going to accomplish”

“I’m not moping” I murmured narrowing my eyes “fine” I said conceding the point “where are we going then?” I said disappearing into the bathroom.

“You wont regret it” I head him call out “your going to love it”

………………….

I didn’t

I moved away from the throbbing bodies on the dance floor trying to ignore the throbbing headache that seemed to pulsate with the music. The neon colors favored in the club seemed to flare up as I walked causing me to wince.

“I need a fucking drink” I murmured to my self moving towards the bar. I ignored the girls dancing above me on pools and leaned in bellowing an order for a glass of Disarona. The minute the Italian liquor was in my hands I gulped it down using the burn to numb the headache slightly. I turned noticing a few woman looking my way I idly wondered if any of them could give me what I craved and started to open my mouth to usher them over.

Before I could however a glint of metal caught my eye. I turned tracking it until my eyes fell on the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. She was clearly the most beautiful creature in the entire club with a body that could have been born out of a thousand men’s wet dream a body built for sex…. But it was more than just her body that drew me in. There was some thing else there as well some thing in the way that she carried her self. Every stride was purposeful as if she didn’t know how to wander every look she sent some one was critical as if she was looking for some thing. Overall she looked every thing like a predator on the hunt searching for prey.

And I was hooked

“Hey” I said catching on of the bartenders patrolling the floor “Give that woman whatever he has been drinking all night” I said handing them some money and leaning back. She nodded and left giving me time to sit up and adjust my black button shirt. I made sure it showed off my powerful physique and musclar shoulders and watched drumming my large fingers against the bar as I saw her get the drink. I saw her take it and the waitress point to me and put on my sexiest smirk grabbing my beer and tipping it to her as I watched her eyes finally settle on me.

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

Lorellei froze recognizing that face from countless encounters over fourteen hundred years. It was him, her gallant guardian...he'd found her yet again.

"I will find you. In the next life or the one after that I will not rest. I will search the breadth of the world for you, My Lady. I will always be your servant."

Those were Cairn's last words to her before dying with her in his arms. In the next fourteen hundred years men with new lives but Cairn's face and spirit kept crossing paths with her at least a dozen times. All of them searched for her without ever knowing it.

She shook herself. She hadn't intended to run into Cairn's next reincarnation tonight. She was only looking for a big hard cock and a night of fun and fucking and feeding. It wasn't fair to put her through losing him all over again. Everytime in the past they ran into eachother before he left to die valiantly in battle, or to take final vows as a catholic priest, or to do one more raid before being caught and executed. All of them searched for something greater than themselves to serve whether it be his nation, or his cause, or his god. They all were already claimed by those masters before running into her.

She couldn't do it again. She couldn't say goodbye to him all over again only to lose him all over again.

But watching him tip his beer back with a sexy smirk crossing his lips...she couldn't say no. She had to kiss those lips, feel those lips graze over her skin.

One night, and gods damn her for putting them both through this all over again.

She picked up the martini and crossed over to the bar towards him. Oh yes, she was going to enjoy this while it lasted.

"Lorellei," She offered her hand for him to take. Palm down high before his face, clearly expecting him to take and like in those old movies kiss the back of her hand. "Thought you might want to know the name of the woman that's gonna rock your world tonight. Don't worry, I'll give you plenty of opportunity to learn as you scream it out loud in climax later."

I watched her take the offered drink and shifted unsure of how to proceed best. I wasn’t one for clubs or picking some one up so I was in uncharted foreign territory. Would it be just like the movies? Where the girl go up wandered over and I said some thing devishly funny? Or would it be more a shy dance? Where we both skirted round each other getting closer and closer before we finally met in the middle and touched hands. If it was any thing like the movies it would be some thing magical some thing unique a romantic notion that was lost in this day and age.

It proved to be neither of those things

She didn’t walk towards me she STRODE her high heels clicking as she moved. She didn’t dally or play some game she locked eyes and moved towards me weaving through the throbbing mass of bodies with little to no effort on her part. Her eyes never left mine burning into me with such intensity I was afraid I would catch fire any moment. I suddenly knew that those were the eyes of a predator…. Some one who knew what they wanted and wasn’t afraid to get it no matter what.

And damn did it make my cock throb

She stopped in front of me and I sucked in a startled breath I started to ask her how she had gotten here so fast but before I could her hand was extended to me. She wanted me to kiss it? To pay homage to her? Did this woman have some kind of physic connection to my mind?

Was that why she seemed so familiar?

I was taught both in the military and by my father to control a situation especially one involving some thing new and foreign. My dad was also a self professed dominant and always made sure to exercise his control over my mother in front of me. Control was some thing engrained in me and even honed in the military but I knew the minute I took her hand the minute I pressed my lips to her.

That I would never have any control with her

“My name is Alex” I said kissing her knuckles gently bowing my head in reverence to her “I would consider my world already rocked since you came up Miss and have no doubt of your prowess or ability to completely turn me over on my head”

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

"Lorellei," She offered her hand for him to take. Palm down high before his face, clearly expecting him to take and like in those old movies kiss the back of her hand. "Thought you might want to know the name of the woman that's gonna rock your world tonight. Don't worry, I'll give you plenty of opportunity to learn as you scream it out loud in climax later."

“My name is Alex," He said in reply.

Alex. A new name to scratch onto her heart with all the others he had called himself.

Then he took her hand and leaned his head forward and for the first time in decades Lorellei felt his lips on her skin. She exhaled as the sensation caused heat to ripple over her skin and pool in her hungry and impatient pussy.

“I would consider my world already rocked since you came up, Miss," Alex continued, "And have no doubt of your prowess or ability to completely turn me over on my head”

Her lip curled up in knowing amusement, "Oh, you have no idea, Alex."

She lowered her hand and spun back around her long leather coat swishing around her ankles. She began strutting back to her table without looking back to him expecting him to be following behind her. She placed the martini back onto the tabletop, and looked over her shoulder to him. He still had strong manly hands. Lorellei had always considered that quite the turn-on.

"I don't see a wedding band on your finger, Alex," She remarked, "I would think a handsome virile man like you to have to beat the women away with a stick. Do you have anyone? A girlfriend?"

She was already driving me mad

There was simply some thing about her… some thing that made her seem less like a woman and morel like a force of nature than a mere mortal woman. There was nothing specific you could place it on either it was simply HER from her mannerisms to the way she walked. She effortlessly established her self in mere moments s some one who was not to be ignored or trifled with in any way. She would not be ignored or not get her way and any man or woman who even attempted to would be met with an untimely end.

The minute she turned and walked away I rose moving without thinking. I followed her weaving my way through the crowds that parted for her like a lot puppy dog. I expected some men to look at me with contempt and pity but instead they all seemed to…. Be jealous of me as if there was some thing special about being chosen to be her puppy dog for the night as if every on felt what I felt as well.

And wanted a piece of it

They stopped at her table and I slid in making sure she was seated before taking my own chair. I opened my mouth to speak but raised she was asking me a question.

“Focus” I thought to my self as I struggled to regain some measure of control. I grabbed my beer for dear life and put on my mot confident smile.

“No Miss” I said “I just got back from a tour of duty and am adjusting to civilian life so no there isn’t any n in my life no one but you beautiful” He said even as he internally winced at the corny line

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

"I don't see a wedding band on your finger, Alex," She remarked, "I would think a handsome virile man like you to have to beat the women away with a stick. Do you have anyone? A girlfriend?"

“No, Miss,” He answered sliding onto one of the chairs at the table as Lorellei perched herself on one as well, “I just got back from a tour of duty and am adjusting to civilian life."

A soldier then. A favorite for Cairn. A life of noble service to a country, a king, or a cause. How could a man looking to devote himself to something resist? Unfortunately wars happen as much in these modern days as they did in what humanity had dubbed the dark ages, and Cairn was the type to step forward first when the call came. How many valiant deaths had he given in the cause of his country, king, or cause.

"So, no," He continued, "There isn’t any one in my life. No one, but you, beautiful.”

Beautiful. She knew what she looked like. All Vampires looked alluring to humans, it was an evolutionary trait to attract their prey like angler fish drawing smaller fish in closer before they are swallowed up in one swift stroke. Still hearing Alex say that word for her made her lip curl up in a touched smile.

"You said you just got back and are adjusting to being a civilian now," She asked, "That means you're no longer in the service now, doesn't it?"

He was out, and it had not killed him? So what cause had he given himself to now?

She reached out and her fingertips caressed over his, "It must be hard for you. Not having the purpose in life of serving your country now. Like being a ship without a rudder."

“A ship without a rudder”

I shivered at her words my eyes dropping down and watching as her fingertips ran over my fingers slowly. I felt a bolt of energy course through me as if she had a rare touch that was keyed in directly to my genetic code. I had never felt any thing like it this tingling set my entire body on fire feeling. The energy finally settled on my cock causing it to throb and pulsate as I watched her fingers playing with my hand. Her words to touched me some how pinpointing the inner turmoil I lived with every moment since I had my “accident”.

My crisis of identity

“Some thing like that” I said surprised at how thick my voice sounded I brought my hand up to my throat and cleared it making sure not to move the hand she was touching “I have some ideas but to be honest I haven’t decided yet… being a soldier was all I wanted and I loved it now I am not sure”

I trailed off blushing a bit as I realized I was over sharing. Who was this woman? Why did she bring things out of me so easily? I once again looked at her my green eyes assessing her as I felt a strange throb in my heart.

Why did she seem so familiar

“Forgive me beautiful” I said sending her another charming smile “I didn’t mean to get all serious on you” I said taking a sip of my beer “what about you? A woman like you simply cant be single”

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

She reached out and her fingertips caressed over his, "It must be hard for you. Not having the purpose in life of serving your country now. Like being a ship without a rudder."

She seemed to have scored quite a hit with her last words for Lorellei noticed him shiver as her words impacted upon him.

“Some thing like that," He said with a voice thick with unexpected emotion.

"Any Idea what you want to do with your life now?" She was glad Alex was out of the service. At least in this lifetime he'd have a chance to live to old age. Find someone...other than her...perhaps have some children. Cairn would have been a wonderful father-afterall he had practically raised her when she was just a lonely sheltered princess back in her clan's keep in what is now Switzerland.

She watched him raise his free hand from his Budweiser to his throat where he attempted to clear it before adding, “I have some ideas but to be honest I haven’t decided yet…"

"...but nothing calls out to your soul like serving your country did?"

"...Being a soldier was all I wanted and I loved it," He said.

"And now..." She prompted.

"Now I am not sure.”

"I envy you, this freedom to choose your own path in life," She told him. She'd always had the course of her life charted ahead of her. Always constrained by circumstances. Always forced to choose the lesser of bad options. A night like this was the only taste of true freedom she would likely ever know.

“Forgive me beautiful,” He said giving him that patented Cairn charm to his smile, “I didn’t mean to get all serious on you."

"The night is young," She shrugged as he lifted his beer to his lips, "We have plenty of time before we get truly serious tonight."

“What about you," He asked, "A woman like you simply can't be single."

"I'm not," She said casually, "But it's very complicated. Tonight will be simple, Alex. A little dancing, a little fun, and a lot of fucking and drinking, but that's it. Tonight is all I can offer to you. In the morning we will have to go our separate ways with fond and erotic memories to sustain us. If you are not okay with that you may as well get up and leave me now."

I starred at her for a long moment leaning back and tapping my finger against my beer.

“I wouldn’t have sent you that drink if I wasn’t okay with it” I finally said evenly leaning back in “I could tell you were the kind of woman who wasn’t looking for any thing serious not tonight at the very least”

“Usually I don’t do one night stands actually that’s a lie you will be my first you see usually on principal I would say no to some thing like that there is just some thing inpersonal about it some ting that grates at me but with you it not the case if any thing I feel drawn to you as if I know you”

“I don’t know why and I don’t much care to” I finally said draining my beer in one smooth motion “I just know for this one night I am yours, yours to command and take as you please…. Whatever I can have with you I will have it as a matter of fact”

“I need it”

I suddenly realized the full effect of my words and cleared my throat rubbing the back of my neck as I looked at her

“You say you envy me because I can choose my own path but you seem like a woman who lt’s no one tell her what to do or where to go I simply cant believe you are any where in life where you don’t want to be”

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

"I'm not," She said casually, "But it's very complicated. Tonight will be simple, Alex. A little dancing, a little fun, and a lot of fucking and drinking, but that's it. Tonight is all I can offer to you. In the morning we will have to go our separate ways with fond and erotic memories to sustain us. If you are not okay with that you may as well get up and leave me now."

At her words he sat there watching her for a heart-stoppingly long moment. Lorellei saw his fingers drum over the side of his bottle of Bud wrestling with how to respond from what she had just said.

In the meantime she lifted the Martini he had bought her to her lips and instantly regretted it. It was an excellently made cocktail with top shelf vodka and vermouth, but it wasn't blood-his blood. She put it down onto the table barely even sipped.

“I wouldn’t have sent you that drink if I wasn’t okay with it,” Alex finally decided leaning in closer to her, “I could tell you were the kind of woman who wasn’t looking for any thing serious. Not tonight at the very least”

"How very perceptive of you." Her lip turned to a pleased smile. Alex would be hers tonight, all hers. One night to last a lifetime.

“I don’t know why, and I don’t much care to,” He continued draining the beer and settling the empty bottle next to her discarded martini, “I just know for this one night I am yours, yours to command and take as you please…. Whatever I can have with you I will have it as a matter of fact.”

The next moment Lorellei was taken aback at his words. Not the intent behind them. Cairn had been her very first servant. She had been too young with him to dominate sexually. Yet if he had not died saving her life at the slaughter of her clan she would have when reaching the age of puberty at ninety years old. Even though the sexual part of the Vampire and first servant lifestyle between them had not yet been realized the dominance half had. Her earliest memories had involved ordering him around to give her piggy-back rides, to slay monsters hiding under her bed, or to just hold her in his arms as she slept through the day. A vampire's first servant was always like a bike with training wheels so she could learn to ride without them as she grew of age and maturity.

Cairn and every incarnation of him she had come across had desired to serve her as much as she desired to have him serve her.

“I need it," He confirmed.

She reached out and her fingers caressed his. "I know you do."

“You say you envy me, because I can choose my own path," He asked, "But you seem like a woman who lets no one tell her what to do or where to go."

She smiled ruefully, "It's complicated."

"I simply cant believe you are any where in life where you don’t want to be."

"It's very complicated." She repeated. She was growing tired of this dwelling on things she'd specifically slipped away from her own bloodsworn bodyguards to avoid dwelling upon tonight.

"I want to dance with you now." She rose up from her chair and turned her back on him facing the dance floor and watching the throbbing mass of bodies writhe and flow with beat of the pounding music.

"Remove my coat, Alex, and lay it over your chair" She told him waiting for his strong hands to comply with her words. When he did he would see just how very backless her very backless dress was.

The minute she said it I was compelled to comply

I don’t under stand why but her words cut through m even more so than any of my commanding officers. I was not a soldier any more but I might as well be because she had command over me in a way I never would have imagined. Every touch she bestowed upon me threatened to send me over the edge, and every look she flashed my way made me inwardly melt. When she ordered me take off her coat I didn’t even react instead rising unbuttoning my jacket and moving over to her. I kept my gaze on her the entire time as if she was the only thing in the entire club that mattered.

Which she was

I reached her chair and kneeled my hands sliding down caressing her shoes for a second before I pushed her coat off. I stood collecting it in my hands and slowly pulling it as if it was wrapping paper. It gave way like water on her body rippling ever so slightly and exposing pale delicious skin. Her dress was backless exposing so much skin that I couldn’t stop from salivating ever so slightly. I starred at her for several long seconds before I shook my self out of it and turned to place her jacket on my own chair.

I turned offering her my hand and pulling her out of her seat. I threaded our arms together and turned ignoring the jealous looks cast my way as I maneuvered us to the dance floor. I watched the crowd of people part for us and inwardly felt a smugness come about. I knew they wanted her wanted to be chosen by her but none of them had save me. I was her choice and her partner for this evening and even if it wasn’t meant to last I was still elevated by it.

And by her

We reached the center of the throbbing masses and I took her in my arms. I groaned at the contact my entire body shivering as my nerves exploded in fire and watched her waiting for her next order.

Yearning for it

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

"Remove my coat, Alex, and lay it over your chair" She told him waiting for his strong hands to comply with her words. When he did he would see just how very backless her very backless dress was.

Instantaneously Lorellei heard him rise and approach behind her. The setting down onto his knees did surprise her, but she stayed still watching the twisting and writhing bodies on the dance floor to the pounding beat of the loud dance music playing compelling everyone in earshot to join in.

She didn't react when she felt his fingers run over her stiletto heels before reaching up to pull her coat over her shoulder and down her arms baring the amount of skin her very backless dress exposed to his eyes.

He collected her coat like her possession was precious to him, folding and laying it over her chair with a precise amount of care that spoke of his military background. She could feel the attention of his eyes on her back tracing like the softest of fingertips down the hour glass of her torso to the cut-outs over the back of her hips and amount of her ass exposed to the air and to his regard. She could feel the course of his eyes following the strap of her very thin G-string-the only thing she wore underneath the dress-until it was veiled from his gaze by the fabric of the dress as it dove into the cleft of her buttocks.

He offered her his hand which she took and threaded her arm through his while like a gentleman he led her through the people to the dance floor. Lorellei ignored the glances of the many men and a few tentative female gazes. She knew what she looked like and had centuries of hunting among them to learn not to be embarrassed or timid about her appearance on her human food source.

They reached the center of the dancefloor and turned meet his eyes with her own. Lorellei felt his strong hands take hold of her and pull her in close to him as Blake McGrath's Relax began playing.

She heard his soft moan even over the intro of the music and she reached up and stroked his face telling him, "Relax, Alex, focus upon me."


She began by wrapping her arms over his shoulders and rocking her hips to the driving beat. The motions rubbing her stomach back and forth over the growing tent in pants making itself quite apparent to her. Fingers playfully running through his hair.


She spun around to grind her ass into that tent as the song reached its bridge. Her head tipped back resting on his shoulder and staring up into the strobing lights above as her hands took his and guided them up the front of her body over her swaying midriff and up to the swell of her bust. She pushed his fingers into cutout exposing a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage and left them there as she reached behind her to grip his ass and pull it into the grinding motions of her own.


Pulling his fingers out of her dress Lorellei spun back around to stare deep into his eyes as her leg hooked over his hip and she ground her sex into that tent. Her hands held him by the wrists and her fingers squeezed-not enough to crush his bones which would have been trivially easy for her-just enough to feel her greater strength than hers and get the endorphin rush from the split second of pain before she relaxed her grip.

You musn't lose shit
Last time we did it it wasn't like this
You learned some new tricks
Last time I hit it it didn't go like this​

She had come to this club and found Alex for a night of freedom free of consequences and complications, but in the morning she would have to let him leave her. Then she'd have no choice but to return to all those consequences and complications. But tonight, tonight was her night of freedom. Tonight was her night with Alex.


Alex would only have tonight, one night, after finally finding her. So Lorellei wanted everything to happen tonight to be something he'd remember for the rest of his lifetime. She wanted it to be a memory he'd masturbate to no matter what other woman he settled upon spending the rest of his years with. If she had only tonight then she wanted it to be a mark, her mark, upon his life he'd carry with him forever.


She stepped back laying her hands over his shoulders and sliding them down lowering her rocking her hips into a crouch before him as her hands roamed freely over pecs, ribs, abs, belt and beneath that... She was face to face with that tent in his jeans she'd been teasing throughout this whole song now. She watched as her thumb traced over it.


She leaned in pucker her lips as if she was about to kiss material of his jeans over his cockhead before she turned her face up to look up to him and instead blew a kiss to him.

Lorellei would make certain Alex would never forget tonight, never forget her.

There was dancing

Then there was what she was doing

I should have known, from the minute she began guiding me out to the dance floor that I would be in for the most erotic display of passion I would ever experience. I was already spell bound knocked out in the first round by a dynamite punch I had never seen coming. This….. angel (for calling her simply a woman wasn’t enough in my eyes) was the dominant I saw in my dreams for so long.

And I should have known she would have taken control of the dance

She told me to relax and some thing about focus but I was to far gone to truly hear her. Instead I could do nothing but nod as I heard the next song start to play.

The way you move it
If you don't quit it im gonna lose my sh*t
The way you do it
The way you spinnin' im gonna lose it quick
I wanna save it up
Till I can drown you in a sea of love
So baby soak it up
When the rain is coming don't you miss a drop

Her hands slid like snakes up and onto my shoulders. She locked them keeping me in place in such a way as she eased me with her stomach. I closed my eyes a low moan slipping out of my mouth I was sure she couldn’t hear.

Stop, wait a minitue
Slow down a little
Cause I dont want to go yet blow this stop, wait a minitue
Slow down a little
Cause I don't want to go yet baby relax

Suddenly her face was gone instead replaced by her ass directly against the growing bulge I could not hide. I groaned as I felt her tip her head back some how perfectly fitting into the crock of my neck as her hands captured mind. I ground my cock with her moaning and panting as she ran my hands up to the swell of her bust. I felt her teasingly dip my fingers down into the bust and felt my mouth water at the thought of having my mouth in them.

Don't do it, (slow down)
Stop moving, (relax)
Don't do it when I wanna come
(Relax)
Don't do it (lay back)
Stop moving (relax)
Don't do it when I wanna come
When I wanna come


Suddenly she was back staring at me with a hunger that caused me to shiver, subconsciously I knew she was doing this to put me off guard to continue to drop my guard so I couldn’t take control but I didn’t pay that any mind because I simply didn’t care enough. I knew if I was good I would get a reward and sure enough I was rewarded seconds later with her long slender leg locking around my hip. The heat of her sex was some thing I could feel even from my pants s was the tight grip she had on my wrist. It was a grip that screamed she was in control and not to fuck with her and even though it hurt a bit I had never felt as hard in my life.

I was an addict

You musn't lose shit
Last time we did it it wasn't like this
You learned some new tricks
Last time I hit it it didn't go like this
Stop, wait a minitue
Slow down a little

Cause I dont want to go yet blow this stop, wait a minitue
Slow down a little
Cause I dont want to go yet baby relax

Don't do it, (slow down)
Stop moving (relax)
Don't do it when i wanna come
(Relax)
Don't do it, (lay back)
Stop moving (relax)
Don't do it, when I wanna come
When I wanna come [x3]
Baby relax
Don't do it (slow down)
Stop moving (relax)
Don't do it when i wanna come
(Relax)
Don't do it (lay back)
Stop moving (relax)
Don't do it, when I wanna come
When I wanna come [x3]

She was once again moving her body sliding down like a snake as her hands an down my chest. I finally closed my eyes and tipped my head back growling in pure animalistic pleasure as she raced my cock. I didn’t know what to make it but I knew the minute her thumb reached across my cock I would do any thing she asked. I wanted her no I needed her needed her in a way I never knew before. He could feel her chilled breath getting closer and closer to his cock making him arch out his hips to get just one little….

She was gone blowing him a kiss just s the song came to a close. I starred at her my mouth slightly open before I shook my head and tried to recover some thing of my dignity.

“That was amazing” I finally sputtered out watching her “can we leave? I don think I could take another song!” I said honestly “If you do all that again I am sure to burst in my fucking pants”

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

She leaned in puckering her lips as if she was about to kiss the material of his jeans over his cockhead before she turned her face up to look up to his face and instead blew a kiss up at him.

Lorellei would make certain Alex would never forget tonight, never forget her.

Smiling wickedly up to him she raised back up to her feet and smoothed her dress. He gave him a moment to recover, but just a moment before stroking fingers over his cheek asking, "So how did you like the dance, Alex?"

If one could call it dancing, of course. To Lorellei, a better word to describe what they had just done would be: foreplay.

“That was amazing," He said in a panting breath, as if he'd just gone on a cross-country marathon. His tone thick with excitement and arousal. She found that tone of voice of his incredibly arousing to her in turn.

"We're only just getting started, my wayward warrior," She replied

Around them they had earned a wide circle with most people having stopped dancing to watch them. She saw what looked like one of the club officials standing ready to ask them to please excuse themselves from the club if they resumed dancing in such a risqué manner again.

Perhaps seeing all this Alex asked her, “Can we leave?"

"So eager to leave already?" Her lips broadened in a smile that gave him a brief glimpse of her fangs, and then it was over. So he may or may not believe he just saw what he thought he just saw.

"I don think I could take another song,” He exclaimed, “If you do all that again I am sure to burst in my fucking pants”

"It would serve you right for making me wait so long before crossing paths with me here tonight..." Fingers lowered tracing down over the line of buttons of his shirt and lower. Her hand turned and her palm patted the obvious tent in his pants. "...But I do have plans for this...So...We'll go now in exchange for a kiss, but not here."

Her fingers slipped beneath the waistband of his jeans. Then she spun around and headed for the door leading him behind her by his pants. She walked past her table ordering, "Grab my coat, Alex."

She didn't head for the door in the front of the club instead she headed behind the bar and into the area marked: Employees Only. It led them to the alley behind the club. It was veritably deserted.

She spun pinning him against the door. She looked into his eyes saying, "I am ready for that kiss you owe me." She stepped back from him until she reached the garbage cans across from the club's back door. She lifted her leg high placing her strappy black high heel atop its lid. "Right here." She told him pointing at her toes. "kiss me. And I want a kiss that's more like foreplay than just a kiss, Alex, and do it on your knees."

She hooked her fingers into the waistband of my pants pulling me as if I was some obedient dog. I didnt mind however happy to follow her as I contemplated what she said, the thought of kissing he in any way threatened to send me into a tailspin but that wasn’t what I was focused on instead her words rang in my ear trying to capture my attention. What did she mean? By saying I made her wait to long for us to cross paths tonight? Did she know me? I dismissed that idea the minute it entered my mind because I knew if our paths had ever crossed in some way I would remember it. I some how knew without thinking that I would always know when I was by her even if I didn’t see her.

So what did she mean? And for that matter what was going on with us? There was some thing more to a simple bar hookup here. She knew me knew me in a way I didn’t even know me and in a way I knew her. I knew how to move with her and act I knew my place, it was as if we did this dance before even though I knew we hadn’t.

Like I said I would remember her

I followed her out of the club making sure to grab her coat and nodding at some of the employees. Soon we were stumbling out into the alley and I was pinned against the wall at her mercy. I felt her eyes lock with mine and shivered at the desire there and the tension between us. I gulped softly and squirmed watching as she finally released me and strode over to the garbage can.

I listened to her order groaning in pleasure at her words. Her black high heels and toes called to me commanding me to pay them proper worship. I stepped forward placing her coat over the clean railing and moving. I stopped in front of her and kneeled making sure to keep my eyes on her waiting foot. The minute my knees hit the ground I shivered at how right it felt to be underneath her in such a way. It was my first time kneeling for a woman outside of my fantasies yet the way it fit was so natural any lingering doubts I had about my sexual desires vanished.

I was made to worship a woman

I reached out taking her foot carefully my thumb glided over her foot marveling at the soft skin. I kept my eyes on her foot and leaned in running my nose up and down the top of her feet before reaching her toes. My tongue flicked out teasing and stroking each digit on her foot before I kissed each and every one as I kissed I made sure to bite down softly nibbling as well as kissing as I worshipped her foot.

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

She spun pinning him against the door. She looked into his eyes saying, "I am ready for that kiss you owe me." She stepped back from him until she reached the garbage cans across from the club's back door. She lifted her leg high placing her strappy black high heel atop its lid. "Right here." She told him pointing at her toes. "kiss me. And I want a kiss that's more like foreplay than just a kiss, Alex, and do it on your knees."

Lorellei watched him carefully lay her coat over the railing and walk up to her. She liked how he kept his eyes on the foot awaiting his lips. She also liked the reverential way he knelt before her and held shoes as he leaned in to comply with her orders.

"Mmmmh-" She murmured in pleasure when she felt his mouth worship her toes.

Of course she had known Alex would have a bit of a foot fetish. All of Cairn's reincarnations she had ever come across had the same sexual particularities, and she knew all of them intimately. After all Cairn had been her very first third-marked servant for over eighty years, and even as a child there was no part of Cairn's mind that had been barred from her-even the areas comprising the sexuality of a fully grown man. All of his mind, his fantasies, his dreams, had been her playground.

"-Mmmmh." She murmured giving him plenty of quality time paying homage to her toes before reaching down and taking a handful of his hair. Easily she hauled back up to his feet.

"As you have probably already guessed," She told him looking deep into his eyes, "I am not like normal women in the slightest."

Her other hand took a firm hold of his chin. "Now I will kiss you." And so she did. It was a kiss where she was the aggressor. Her lips pressed into his. Her tongue invaded his mouth, and entwined with his. Most men instinctively tried to take over such a kiss, asserting their traditional dominance. Lorellei never gave Alex that option.

Then she guided his tongue to one of her fangs and bit down making a bead of his blood well up on the tip. She broke the kiss keeping her lips wide open and giving him a clear view of her fangs and the drop of his blood on the end. Then with him watching her tongue licked it off and swallowed the taste of the meal she would make of him later down.

"I am exactly what you're thinking I am, Alex," She said looking into his eyes again. "Here is the situation: I am horny, and when I'm horny I get hungry. I want your cock tonight, and I want more of your blood tonight too-though not enough to kill you."

She let him go and stepped away from him, "If you're not alright with what I am, Alex, then don't follow me to my car, and do not accompany me to my hotel room, and there'll be no harm and no fowl."

She turned grabbing her coat and headed for the end of the alley and where her Ferrari was parked. She kept walking without looking back pulling her coat back on. She knew Alex would follow after her, as surely as she had known he would love worshipping her feet. But she wanted him to have this choice-all the more important for if he followed her it would be the last choice she'd allow him to make tonight.

“I am not like normal woman in the slightest”

That was the understatement of the century

She kissed me just like she said it a statement of control more than kiss of passion. I was so far gone by then I didn’t even bother to try and fight her for dominance I simply shivered and moaned when her tongue slipped into my waiting mouth. I felt her claim my own tongue and eagerly submitted to her shivering and moaning and letting the passion overtake me. My mind became hazy as if I was stumbling though a thick fog.

Then every thing changed again

I felt a sudden sharp jab into my tongue. My mind snapped into focus and I watched as she released my tongue and smiled at me. My mouth widened taking in the sharp white fang and the stark contrast of red directly on the tip. Before I could say any thing else the tongue that had claimed my mouth so elegantly and completely was snaking out tasting the bloodstain and drawing it in.

Then it all clicked into place

She gave me a knowing glance as if to confirm to me that what I had just saw was real. The danger of it hit me the knowledge that I was in the presence of some one who was by all accounts an apex predator. Luckily a childhood and pubescent interest in the supernatural left me more open to the idea then she probably expected, I always knew there was more to the world than we saw day to day and here was the proof right in front of me in all of her glory. I knew she could kill me in one sudden move or if she lost control for just one second….

"I am exactly what you're thinking I am, Alex," She said looking into his eyes again. "Here is the situation: I am horny, and when I'm horny I get hungry. I want your cock tonight, and I want more of your blood tonight too-though not enough to kill you."

“Holy shit” I thought watching her as she turned and began the walk to her car “Can I really do this” I asked myself out loud now that I knew what she was?

She opened the door to her car and I shot forward stumbling a bit as I went over to side of the car door. I opened it and slid in grabbing the buckle with shaking hands and clicking it in sparing one last look at the club before we were off and into the night.

I waited a few minutes before taking a slow steady breath and looking over at her ”Is that how you know?” I asked raising an eyebrow at her “About me and what I crave?” I asked glancing out the window shyly and trying to center my self. The throbbing that signified I was going into a flashback were back with a vengeance and I was doing every thing possible to stay right here in the moment.

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

She let him go and stepped away from him, "If you're not alright with what I am, Alex, then don't follow me to my car, and do not accompany me to my hotel room, and there'll be no harm and no fowl."

She turned grabbing her coat and headed for the end of the alley and where her Ferrari was parked. She kept walking without looking back pulling her coat back on. She knew Alex would follow after her, as surely as she had known he would love worshipping her feet. But she wanted him to have this choice-all the more important for if he followed her it would be the last choice she'd allow him to make tonight.

Lorellei made it to her waiting F12 and reached into her coat pocket for the keys. In no particular hurry but not dawdling in her actions either. She knew Alex would follow her.

"I will find you. In the next life or the one after that I will not rest. I will search the breadth of the world for you, My Lady. I will always be your servant."

Those were Cairn's final words to her, his solemn vow, and he kept them century after century, lifetime after lifetime. She didn't know whether reincarnation was a common occurrence for all humans, or if only possible by the force of a promise to be kept.

She didn't need to look back her preternatural sense of hearing picked up the sound of his steps as he rushed to catch up with her, decision made. The corner of her lip curled up in a knowing smile as the driver side door of the Ferrari was opened for her to slide into. She knew he'd follow her, despite any fears he may harbor over blood-sucking horror movie monsters. After all not even death was an obstacle to him. So what could something as immaterial as the truth of what she was in comparison to that level of determination.

When he sat in the passenger side she smiled over to him turning the key to start the roar of the engine. "Have you ever ridden in a Ferrari with an expert driver before, Alex? No? Then you're in for a wild ride."

"You're in for a wild ride." There was a double entendre there with what she had in mind for him. Her knowing smile widened as she pulled the exquisite big red supercar out of the parking lot and out to prowl through the streets of Manhattan at night.

Traffic had thickened with the deepening of the nighttime hours, and Lorellei used the skills she had honed on the track back home to weave them in and out between the cabs and drab midsized Detroit towncars without really ever letting off the gas or going past the speed limit.

Fifteen minutes later they were going down the Avenue of the Americas towards her hotel when Alex turned to her asking, ”Is that how you know?”

She stopped at a redlight, the Ferrari seemingly straining, begging her, to keep going despite the stoplight railing angrily against the constraints of traffic laws upon a machine built to run at breakneck speeds.

"Know what," She simply asked him in return.

“About me," He answered turning his head from her gaze to shyly look out the window instead as he revealed more of his inner soul to her, "and what I crave?”

"I see." The light turned green and she launched the Ferrari on the final leg of their journey to the hotel. "I know you Alex," She replied softly, "I know what you need from me because its what I need to give you. It has nothing to do with being a Vampire and everything to do with being a woman."

There that sidestepped the whole truth without entirely being false. She had tried to explain the fact that he was a person she had known intimately before reincarnated to meet her again now, but that sort of world-shaking information was a real mood-killer. The version of Cairn that had been a Catholic priest had nearly had a crisis of faith hearing that from her. She didn't want to hurt Alex that way, not without being the cause of pleasure of course.

She stopped the Ferrari in front of the Grand Colonial Hotel and sat there waiting. "Now be a good boy and get out of the car and open my door for me."

I wanted to ask her more hell I HAD so many questions it wasn’t even funny. Hey ranged from the perverse to simply wanting to understand what she was or how much the books had gotten right. Then there ws the world she was showing me and opening my eyes to a world I had been staring at through a glass window for more time then I care to admit. I felt a bit like Alice looking down the rabbit hole trying to figure out how to jump down and how far I wanted to go into wonderland.

"Now be a good boy and get out of the car and open my door for me."

Her word snapped me out of my daydream causing me to shake my head rapidly. I noticed we had reached the hotel, which of course was the most grandiose and magnificent building I had ever seen. It stretched before us both a promise of what was to come and the night I was going to have. A bolt of nervousness shot through me and my breath quickened however I pushed it down and got out to go get her door. I ignored the people casting me envious stares and went to her door waving the bell boy off that rushed to try and help us.

I grabbed the door and opened it shivering as her scent wafted in my cock twitched but I ignored it already knowing she would see and sense my reactions. I reached out taking her hand and helping her out before I handed the keys to the valet and escorted her inside.

I pushed open the door and sucked in a startled breath well the books had gotten a vampires taste right at the very least. The hotel screamed elegance and who it catered to with high vaulted ceilings, expensive modern décor, and a sign saying the glass was bulletproof for all the rooms. There was also a devoid of people with just a few high-powered executive types milling about or in the bar.

I looked down noticing my somewhat dingy club clothes, no doubt I looked like a boy toy to the men which I supposed I was so I couldn’t get to mad about. A small hint of jealousy went through me but I quickly shook it away with a small snort. I was no power hungry man I didn’t care so much about money I came from poor means and was okay with a comfortable life even if it didnt exactly attract woman for the most part.

Then again I thought looking at her as she made the arrangements for our room I didn’t seem to be doing to bad in that department though there was no doubt she had picked up me and not the other way around.

Which I was more than okay with

I saw her coming back and walked forward bowing my head slightly “Ma’am” I said ignoring the glance once again sent our way “shall we?” I ask offering my elbow for her to take as I lead her to the elevator door. I hit the button and waited for it glancing over at her wondering if she would continue to lead our little dance.

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

She stopped the Ferrari in front of the Grand Colonial Hotel and sat there waiting. "Now be a good boy and get out of the car and open my door for me."

She barely counted to three when the door opened for her. Her lips curled up into a smile as she took his hand and climbed out of the Ferrari. She could tell without even looking at the tent in his pants what her proximity did to him. She found that profoundly pleasing to her.

He took the keys and she continued on to the door of the hotel as he handed the keys to a waiting valet. He returned opening the door for her and escorted her inside.

Inside was a wide hotel lobby with vaulted ceiling in classical décor. She crossed to the check-in desk to arrange a suitable room. She had made arrangements ahead of time, and had her luggage brought to the presidential suite before hand. Like the club this hotel was secretly owned by her good friend, Lord Jason, the Vampire master of the New York territory, and so the room for her in the Grand Colonial Hotel was automatically on the house. The only thing she needed to do was to remind the clerk and the rest of the staff that they were not to be disturbed for any reason. No matter the noises coming from inside, such as any screaming that occurred.

He met her as she left the desk with a respectful bow of her head. “Ma’am." He offered her his elbow to escort her like a gentleman up to the room where she was going to fuck him like a shameless slut. “shall we?”

"We shall," She replied reaching out and taking hold of the waistband of his pants again leading him over to the elevator like a dog on her leash for everyone in the lobby to see. Once inside she shoved him against the wall hard enough to knock the breath out of his lungs. He was taller than she was so her hand reached up to the back of his neck pulling his head down to seal his lips to hers in a fierce kiss. Her other hand reached down between them aggressively introducing itself to that pitched tent of his crotch. She kept them kissing and fondling eachother during the whole elevator ride up.

When the doors slid open to their floor she spun around leaving Alex breathless and lead him by his waistband out to the door of her suite.

I watched her get a key as I slid up noting that se clearly ad some pull in the hotel. Not only did they immediately defer to her but no actual money changed hands instead she was given a key and sent on her way. Before I could give them any questioning glances her hands were on the waistband of my pants leading me to the elevator without a second thought.

And my god did I love it

I was in a haze as she led me reveling in such a blatant show of her control over me. Even though she wasn’t touching my cock she might as well have been given how much it was throbbing. I was enjoying our little show so much that I didn’t even notice we were in the elevator until the door closed and suddenly I was being brought down to furiously meet her lips.

Once again she controlled the kiss as well as the touches wile her tongue was deep in my mouth her hand was stroking and playing wit my tented bulge. I eagerly met her kissed but made no move to try and take control. My hands clawed at her back in pleasure but I made no move to take control of the scene instead eagerly submitting to her and falling into it.

The door dinged open but I heard it as if down a long tunnel. Suddenly she was gone once again leading me down a hallway by the waistband of my pants and to a suite. The blood rush to my head truly left me with no desire to move.

“Allow me” I murmured grabbing her key trying to be a gentleman even as I stumbled a bit. I slid the key in barely noticing the doors electronic beep as I opened the door and waited for her to go in before following her.

I stepped in and immediately sank to my knees bowing my head “I am yours mistress” I said leaning down to kiss her feet groaning in pleasure as my cock twitched wildly in my pants.

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

When the doors slid open to their floor she spun around leaving Alex breathless and lead him by his waistband out to the door of her suite.

“Allow me,” She heard him say and he stepped forward taking the room key and opening the door for Lorellei like a gentleman. She stepped inside relieved to see her luggage there waiting for her. She turned back to see him step inside and kneel before her with a reverently bowed head.

“I am yours mistress,” He said bending down to plant lips upon her open-toed stillettos.

Her breath caught at the sound of the word coming in his voice. She was back fourteen centuries ago to the young princess of only eighty years riding on top Cairn's back like he was her pony playing at being all grown up and the Queen of her clan hearing him say the word; 'mistress', for the first time.

A little emotional she turned and crossed over to the suite's minibar. She picked up the bottle of Jim Beam and put a couple of ice cubes inside a tumbler. "Would you like a drink to settle your nerves, Alex," She asked pouring the whiskey into the glass, "I can hear your heart pounding like a jack hammer from here."

She didn't hand him the glass of liquor instead she sat in a chair like a Queen sitting upon her throne. Crossed her legs and swirled the whiskey in the glass make the ice clink in the silence of the room. "Rise, Alex."

"Remove your shirt," She told him then when he started she added, "Slowly-button by button, and look at me, Alex. Watch me take in every inch of bared skin you reveal to me. Watch me lust for what is mine tonight."

He had a broad chest with the defined muscles pectorals and abdominals of a born warrior, and her eyes traced over them like beads of sweat rolling down each and every dip and rise of glorious cut muscle. Heat shimmering as arousal built at the beautiful sight of him. She remembered going to some museum decades ago and being caught by the glorious sight of Michealangelo's David wanting to step over the railing to keep visitors at a distance and run her fingers over the carved marble.

He had just reached the final button of his shirt when she commanded, "Stop."

Lorellei got to her feet and crossed the room and pushed his shirt down his arms to bunch around his elbows making something of a makeshift restraint to his arms. Her free hand reached out lay flat against his chest over his hammering heart. Fingers spread, she trailed her hand down and over the contours of all those beautiful, powerful muscles.

She lifted the whiskey to his lips and tipped it for him to take a sip of before pulling it away and returning to sit upon her throne. "Continue with the rest of your clothing, Alex, and remember slowly and watching me as you do."

I ignored her off for a drink and instead watched enraptured as she sat down. She posed with such elegance and authority that if I believed in past lives I would have thought her to be a Queen of some sorts. Perhaps she was a Queen of vampires I thought as I stumbled after her. I knew nothing of her world and her beyond our little game so perhaps I was in the presence of some type of royalty. I stopped in front of her once again keeping my head bowed as I tried to still my heart. It was no use however the sheer sexual desire emanating out of my body made it trivial. I was not nervous to be around her or to be in danger but to experience some thing I had been longing for since I was a pubescent teen?

Oh yeah THAT made me nervous

My head snapped up at her command locking eyes as she motioned for me to remove my shirt “yes mistress” I said hoarsely keeping my eyes trained on her as my nimble fingers slid up my shirt and to the first button. My hands were surprisingly calm as I plucked the buttons out one by one slowly just as she said. I watched as she studied my body watched as the lust she talked about became clear as day on her face. She truly did desire me I could see it very plainly the lust and the possession. I felt a shiver down my spine at the haunting look she gave me there was some thing… familiar about it as if she had looked at me this way before.

Before I could think on it further she was commanding me to stop. Suddenly she was right in front of me letting me sample some of her whisky as her fingers traced my abbs. I didnt notice her makeshift restraints until she pulled away giving mea devilish smirk as she sat back down and commanded me to continue to undress. I cocked my head in confusion and struggled against my bonds for a second before my final button popped and went across the room.

I shrugged my shirt off and went to the button of my jeans undoing them and my belt slowly just as she asked. I finally kicked them down and stepped out appearing before her in black skintight boxers. They showed cased every inch of my powerful legs and the V of my hips and more so the prominent bulge currently throbbing in between my legs. I however made no move to take them off instead standing at rest with my hands behind my back so she can get a good look at me.

“Would you like me to take them off mistress?” I asked softly keeping my eyes locked on to hers

IC: Lorellei Morrigan

She lifted the whiskey to his lips and tipped it for him to take a sip of before pulling it away and returning to sit upon her throne. "Continue with the rest of your clothing, Alex, and remember slowly and watching me as you do."

She chuckled wickedly seeing him struggle with his shirt peeled down to his elbows. Finally the last stubborn button popped free and flew headed straight for her face. But she didn't flinch or squeal. Her free hand streaked out in a blur catching it inches from her eyes. Eyes that never wavered on the body Alex was baring for her.

"Continue," She told him as he dropped his shirt and started on his pants. Fingers rolled the button over them as she sat there watching him free first the button and then the belt-she paid attention to where that was cast, it might come in handy later. The fly of his pants slid open and he kicked them off.

Now he stood in only his dark black boxer briefs glorious in his physical perfection. He looked like he belonged among the geek gods of the pantheon in Athens. Her eyes traced over the bulge his cock was making in those briefs like a moth fixated by a flame.

“Would you like me to take them off mistress," He asked softly.

"No," She announced rising up and dropping the button to the carpet and crossing over to him. "Hands atop your head. Don't move them until I tell you to."

She placed a single finger on his chest over his heart and traced down the center of his body, down over his chest and the rolling hillocks of his six pack. Smoothly she lowered to one knee so she was face to face with tent of his boxers as her finger slipped underneath the elastic band of his briefs and pulled it down under freeing his large cock for her eyes. For a long moment she knelt there staring at it, judging it, before lifting her eyes to look up into his.

"Did you know that when your cock gets hard it's because it fills up with blood," She asked him as her free hand curled over the base and pointing it straight up to point at his face. Lorellei leaned in and took a deep sniff of the scent of it. It was full of musky male scent she loved. "So much blood full of testosterone and other hormones to add spice to it. Among female vampires such as myself it is a favorite place to sink our fangs into and feed. Of course we can prevent it from hurting, but I like it when they squirm and cry as I feast." At that her tongue darted out as she slowly and deliberately licked up the underside from his base all the way up to the helmet. There her tongue swept over the crease snatching up the first drop of precum welling up out of it.

"Mmmm," She murmured licking her lips and rising back to her feet. "Now remove the boxer briefs and prostrate yourself on the floor and lick my shoes, and I may decide to reward you by choosing to feed there."