Bite of Art (closed)

The teasing and the tormenting of him left her as frustrated as it must be for him. But she continued just the same. Taking her fingers she looped them in her panties and stepped a foot or two away, just out of touching distance.

She continued to sway her hips to the song in her head as she slowly moved them down one side and then the next. Slowly, ever so slowly she moved her panties down a little on each side. slowly exposing her wet aching pussy to him until they fell down and she kicked them off.

Slowly with a saunter she walked toward him and asked him move back until his legs were on the bed as well. Taking his arms she placed one over his head at a time. "keep them there" she advised with a smirk as she brought her breasts to his face and slowly poked him with her nipples.

Rising off of him she went to his feet where her fingers massaged them deeply and slowly. Then she moved to his calves doing the same thing. She brought up her face to his thighs where she kissed and licked them ever so slowly bringing her hair down to brush over his hardened cock. Her face moved from one thigh to the other never touching his cock or balls but with her long hair.

Finding his well defined V bone she kissed and suckled on it with a slow passion. Taking every moment she could as her breasts went to to each side of his shaft. Allowing it to press against her chest bone as she moved her mouth up and around slowly climbing up his body she pressed herself against him kissing her way up him, teasing and tormenting his belly button, his ribs and his nipples with her tongue and her mouth.

Eventually her hands went to his and held them there as she kissed him with a deep sensuous passion. "how are you feeling?" she questioned almost breathlessly knowing the moment she released him her body was at his mercy just like she liked.

With a smirk she ran the slit of her pussy up his hardened shaft. Teasing and taunting it. With out warning she moved back down his body shoving his cock into her mouth and sucked it to the back of her throat where she made love to it with a fierce passion with her tongue and lips.

Slowly she brought her mouth off and looked up to him with a smile. "you're free to move as you wish" she said flicking his cock one more time with her tongue.
 
With every slowly exposed inch of bare flesh he fell deeper into her seductive web. Naked and willing, so close, yet untouchable for the moment as she placed his hands atop his head and told him not to move.

Her nipples practically burned with heat and pulsing blood as she pressed them to his face. His desire to clasp them between his teeth was torture, his need to feast upon her body literally and figuratively growing with every passing moment. He held still wondered what more she could do to torment him before he broke.

He didn’t wave to wait long. She danced and swayed while caressing and massaging his feet and legs. Her body moved in ways he’d not yet imagined it could, but he knew he’d be imagining it often now. He gasped as her head lowered and her soft red hair tickled and caressed his throbbing cock and aching balls. Slowly and tantalizingly she kissed all around him, but only let her soft luxurious hair do the work of a thousand silk scarves across his cock. Climbing higher, teasing him all the way until her breasts around his shaft and her soft milky flesh wrapped itself around him.

Another groan, his arms shaking with the need to pick her up and pin her to the wall. His cock raging to be satisfied, his mouth dry with desire. She slowly kissed and licked her pay to his lips, her hands holding his in place a little longer. How she knew he was close to breaking he wasn’t sure, but he didn’t care, if she hadn’t reinforced her request with her simple touch he would have broken. As it was he was unable to answer her question beyond a low rumble of desire running through his chest.

When he felt the moisture of her lips slide the length of his cock, he was done, there would be no holding back, but before he could break her hold on him she released him and engulfed his aching cock in her moist hot mouth.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh Fuck!” He cried out uncontrollably. He would normally never use vulgarity like that, but there were times when a simple profanity expresses more than a hundred words can. Her swriling tongue and sucking lips sent shivers up his spine and tingles through his balls. His hands, clenched tightly and held only just above her head were shaking in anticipation of more when she slowly eased off and released him from his verbal constraints.

He almost missed it. It took several seconds for his mind to register her words, but when he did, he grabbed her head and thrust deeply back between her lips, holding her tight and with a horse dry voice commanding, “Don’t stop now mon chere, finish what you started and take what you’ve earned.”
 
Her mouth engulfed him once again and she sucked and licked his cock with a hungry passion. He was in charge now and she knew that she was in trouble. So she obeyed and sucked and licked his cock teasing and sucking.

His hard throbbing member thrust up into her mouth with a hunger and purpose. She loved it when he got primal with her. For a moment it would seem as if he almost forgot she was human and needed air. But he would never injure her on purpose and she knew it.

As she sucked his cock she thought for a moment about the dungeon, and what kind of fun they would one day have there. She was going to pay for this teasing and taunting and she couldn't wait.

Her moans filled the room as she sucked him hard and fast.
 
He gripped her head hard and held her tightly against his crotch, she sucked and tormented him even more with her tongue and throat stroking and massaging him. He finally let her up giving her a chance to breathe and before she could get a third gasp of breath, he filled her mouth again with his throbbing cock. He thrust firm and hard, fucking her deeply and driven only by his insane desire to fill her with cock and cum.

Her cheeks flushed as long tendrils of saliva and pre-cum strung between her lips and his head every time he let her up for more air. Her teasing had driven him over the edge of desire. His passion and his hunger had risen to levels he’d never known before, but even conscious of his need to hold back, he knew he was taking her hard and making sure she knew who was the master.

He plunged deeply once again into her greedy eager mouth and this time he let loose with a throbbing orgasm. Crying forth with a primal scream of release he flooded her mouth with hot cum and watched as it dripped from her lips despite her desire to swallow it all.

Capturing a drip from her lips with is finger he pulled out only to let her lick it clean before he put his cock back where it belonged and let her suck his balls dry.

His burning need had been quenched, but his desire still raged. He knew intellectually that he should go slow, let her adapt to her new condition, but his body disagreed. It needed to assert itself and get it’s satisfaction. It need to ravage her, use her, drink from her and fuck her until she passed out and then once more for fun.

In the blink of an eye he’d pulled from her swollen lips and lifted her by her armpits to toss her on the bed proper. Her body weighed nothing in his grasp and it wasn’t until she bounced for the second time that he realized he may have used too much of her strength. Her eyes however told a different story. Scared and hungry at the same time he climbed atop her still settling form and plunged his hard cock deep inside her.

Eyes locked, he fucked her hard and fast thrusting deeply inside her sopping pussy. The only sound in the room was that of their heavy breathing and the groaning of the wood bed frame beneath them with every pounding thrust.
 
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Gasping and grunting she sucked him dry and cleaned him. Twice she bounced on the bed before he lined himself up and plunged inside of her. His thick cock still hard and hungry for her. He took her hard and fast and she loved every moment of his payback.

There was nothing like being in the throws of passion with this man. He was holding back because he had to or he could easily injure her without her ever being able to heal. Yet he expertly gave her the most he could even pushing her to take more of a pounding then she ever had before. Her eyes stayed with his as his throbbing cock spread her open like the filling of a burrito. Over and over he forced her to cum crying out and just when she didn't think she could handle more he did it again. It was if his body was telling her she was his property and at that moment she knew it to be true.

He didn't have to say a word and she cried out "I am yours forever, i belong to you." In that moment she had made a decision. Once they figured out how to get her pregnant and she bore his child she would ask him to turn her. She wanted and needed him to possess her body in every way he could. There was no discussion about it to be had at the moment. She just knew that she was his rag doll for the moment and she liked it.
 
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He thrust deep and har without consideration of anything but his own need and desire. Her head and breasts bounced with every achingly exquisite actuation, while his hands pulled her hard against him. His senses were overwhelmed with her passion as wave after wave of pleasure broke across her body and mind. He watched with her writhe and gasp beneath him and still driven by his need to possess her completely he filled her again and again.

Her cry of submission broke through the raging, swirling mix of his needs and her passion that raged through his mind. Her declaration of complete ownership tipped him over the edge. She had teased and tormented him with her wiles, but in the end she was his.

He let forth with a loud grunt, and slammed deep home one last time before his pent up seed erupted deep inside her. His head throbbing and swelling with every clenching shot spread her even wider as he filled her to capacity and beyond. “You are MINE mon cher, now and forever!” he cried. His back arching and lifting her from the bed as they held tight until the eruption subsided.

“Mine. For now and forever.”
 
Sheila gasped and whimpered in pleasure and pain. The fucking he had given her was so fierce she feared he may have broke something. But that's exactly what she wanted, him to take her and make her his without too much thought. He was a wonderful lover, but like all wild things sometimes he needed to be free.

"Forever baby" she whispered her breathing still trying to catch up as his throbbing hard cock trembled inside of her. "I belong to you body and soul. I want to be bound to you forever Victor."

In her heart she meant it completely. Though she didn't know what it would take to make something of that depth happen. She would do it though. Bending back she pulled his head to her breast. "Drink my love if you want to. I withdraw the request i made. I trust you with my life."
 
Her body pulsed with blood from her exertion, so when she released him from his oath he zeroed in on the throbbing pulse of her carotid to drink deeply while still embedded deep inside her. The tangy iron rush that filled his mouth also gave him new strength filled him with need once more.

He drank deeply for several moments, feeling her body react to his bite as much as his reacted to her blood. His mind clear and racing over her words gave him pause. To be bound forever, to be one and united for all eternity but her previous mention of wanting his baby also stuck in his mind, could he turn her and give her a Dampir of their own?

There must be a way, and if there was it was probably tucked away in his family archives somewhere, thousands of years of history and knowledge all kept safe and passed down, preserved and kept secret from the world least they know how their history really turned more often than not.

He licked her wound closed with only a small bruise from the rush of his initial bite giving any sign that he had fed. The night was still young and he knew that with their renewed energy they could continue as long has he held back.

He looked into her eyes and saw the passion still burned in her. He kissed her deeply and whispered, “Tonight you have pledged yourself to me forever, so tonight I will take you as mine completely, in every way.”

With that he spun her so she was face down in the bedding, her perfect ass pressed against his still hard loins. He rose up between her legs and grabbed her cheeks firmly with both hands, kneading the firm flesh and spreading her cheeks wide to expose her fully to his view.
 
For the first time she watched and felt him drink from her. It was painful, erotic and exhilarating. Much to her surprise it made her pussy ache and want to bounce up and down on him like a ball might on a paddle.

Before she knew it she was face down on the bed with her ass in the air. He said something about taking her completely and she suddenly knew what he meant. Her untouched tight ass stared back at him eagerly. His fingers worked the tight little hole with help from his spit until he could easily fuck her with three digits.

She objected at first until he worked her loose and before long she was moaning like his little slut. Then came the forth finger stretching her tight little as to a nice round o. Now it was ready to receive his nice thick cock.

Slowly he entered her careful not to rip his new toy. Working up momentum she grunted and moaned as he drove into her as if he'd done several times before. "yes master yes" she found herself moaning as he gripped her shoulders and pulled her onto his length. Her tight ass squeezed his hard cock as he took her tight anus, owning it and making her his.
 
One last orifice to explore, one last orifice to claim as his.

With the first finger, which he moistened with her own juice, he knew this was virgin territory, and tonight it would be his. He worked he with one, then two and eventually three fingers, spreading her wide as she pushed back against him. His fingers, slick with her own juice and his spit loosened her up until a fourth made it’s way home to the third knuckle.

Several minutes of preparation and he was finally ready to claim her completely. He removed his fingers from her still tight hole and her sphincter twitched in anticipation of his thick hard cock.

With his head poised against her he pressed slowly and firmly into her tight star. It spread slowly, widening bit by bit until it was stretched wide around the crown of his head. With a pop he was in, her last prize claimed as he sunk halfway into her now hungry ass. He pressed forward until his balls touched her wet pussy and then started fucking her slowly and deliberately.

Her cries spurred him on, With every stroke he knew she was his whore to command. There were no more boundaries, she was his to do with, play with and explore as he wished. She was his completely, mind and body, and there was still so much to explore.
 
Sheila moaned and gasped grunting and purring as he took her over and over again. She was his slut his whore, his simply just his.
Her body took his cock as he pumped into her tight ass over an over again. "Harder master" she begged spurring him on.

She wasn't sure what had come over her, just that she needed him, and wanted him. Grunting and moaning like his own personal pet she pushed her tight ass back on him. The had crossed a line this evening and it was one she didn't even know had exist. But she had a feeling Victor might have.

"I am yours" she repeated as his balls slapped against her pussy.
 
Smooth walls and tight muscles clenched him tight as he slid in and out of her. Her passions were again at a fever pitch and as hard as he slid home, she slammed back against him. “Take my cock you slut” He grunted and moaned as he pulled her hips up in order to penetrate her deeper. “Be my whore.”

He was again beyond caring about her needs or her desire to sire his child. He wanted to take her and possesses her completely by cuming inside her last sacred opening. He needed to seed her ass. Breed her in the most inconceivable way and fill her with hot cum. He wanted to watch as his final contribution to her being seeped from her gaping hole and soiled them both.

“MINE!” He came deeply inside her for the third time in the third place. “Take my cock Slut! Take all of me deep inside you!” He clenched hard and came deep inside her bowels. Pumping her full of undead life, injecting her with hot cum of the damned.
 
Sheila gasped and grunted. Taking all that he gave her with a grain assault. She'd speak to him later about the language he used. She wasn't quite sure she enjoyed the love of her life calling her his whore. But it was a passionate moment. Perhasp he was just carried away with it.

She lay there spent and sore on the bed unable to move after his claiming of her ass. "that was intense" she moaned softly.

"I love you" she then declared being sure that he felt the impact of what they had done.
 
Wholly spent, he began to realize what he had said and done. Though she was his, he’d lost sight of her needs and desires. The change in her was immediately sensed by her emotional level and he realized he may have pushed her too far. How he wasn't sure, but not it was important for her to know how much she meant to him.

Holding her tightly he whispered into her ear as he spooned against her back. “Mon Cher, you are my love, my world. I love you too.” From raging beast to loving master he held her closely and kissed her softly as her body lay enveloped in his arms.
 
She smiled in his arms. "I enjoyed this evening my love, i hope you did as well. But i need to rest if i'm going to work at all tomorrow." her words were soft and tender as she felt his love through his words and his arms.

It didn't take much for her to fall asleep in his arms. When she awoke she was tucked in with his body wrapped around her. "my heart" she whispered softly turning to kiss him good morning.

"ouch" she said as she tried to adjust her body. Both her pussy and her ass ached. "I think i need a hot bath will you help me?"
 
As she slept in his arms he watched her breathe slowly and evenly. The warmth of her body felt different but right pressed against his. He sensed her emotions shift as she dreamed, and he felt the slow gentle beating of her heart against his chest.

The night was so quiet and so still it gave him opportunity to think. He needed to research the Dampir in more depth. Her desire to be with him forever and bare his child filled him with new emotions and a need to do whatever he could to make both possible.

Te went over what he knew of the Dampir in his mind all night. He’d never really paid attention to the lore, but in going over what he remembered he at least knew where to start researching in the archives.

She stirred after many hours and her body flexed in his embrace. Her morning greeting caused him to smile. He couldn’t remember having a heart, but being hers sent a tingle down the back of his neck.

“Good morning mon cher.” He kissed her softly and grimaced as her body protested at her movement. At her request, he rose slowly and eased her back onto the soft pillows that had supported him. “Rest here and I’ll draw you a bath.”

He quickly started the water in the tub and tested the temperature, hoping it was not too hot, before he returned to carry her aching body to the warmth of the rising water. He set her down gently in the water careful to watch if it was too hot before letting her body become completely immersed.

“Let the water soothe you mon cher. I’ll be here to help.”
 
Sheila let out a deep sigh as he lowered her into the water. Oh how her body ached from the wonderful fucking he had given her. He was so sweet and generous to her. The more she was with him she couldn't understand how she'd lived without him.

When the water got cold she asked that he take her back to bed. Which he did. The way that he carried her was so gentle she found it hard to believe that he could be a dark creature of the night.

But the reality was that he was. Yet that didn't seem to bother her. "I know it sounds silly given the condition i'm in right now my darling. But i'm looking forward to the next time we make love like that. I enjoyed becoming yours in every way last night. I know that i'm a bit naive in some ways but i hope that you'll continue to be patient and teach me. I want to learn what makes you happy. I want to be a part of your ever whim and desire my love. Although if you could refrain from calling me a whore i'd appreciate it." she let out a light laugh.
 
When she was ready he lifted her gently out of the cool water and wrapped her in a warm soft towel. Safely back in bed he could tell she needed more rest before she would be ready for the day. If he could have blushed he would have at her words, remembering the night before he quickly shifted from embarrassed to ashamed.

“Mon cher,” he cupped her head in his hand, “forgive me. I,” he lowered his eyes, “got carried away. I will remember in the future not to use that word.” He kissed her softly before he rose slowly and pulled the covers over her still naked form.

“You need to rest, you need to recover. Sleep until later, I have some research to do about a story idea. If you need me have Wendel show you to the archives.”

He kissed her again gently and closed her eyes with his hand. “Rest now, we have all the time in the world to make love and more.”
 
"Nothing to forgive my love" she said softly giving him a small kiss. He tucked her in and advised her she needed to rest. "I'll stay here my love" she promised as he rose from the bed. "Hey Victor" she called softly before he exited the room. "I love you with all my heart."

She smiled to him as he left and went to the archives. Her body ached with every move she made. It was a knowing pain, a reminder of their evening together and how she had been completely.

Sheila closed her eyes and her mind tossed thoughts around. If there was a way for her to get pregnant he would find it. She hoped it was possible after he turned her. It would be a shame to out live your child. The new side of Victor she saw made her pussy ache in a good way. Unfortunately it would probably be a while before they could do it again.

Eventually sleep found her and she dreamed a nice erotic dream of Victor bending her over his desk.
 
He heard her words and turned as he began to close the door, “I love you too mon cher, sleep well, you need to rest.”

With a soft click the door closed and he turned to descend into the archives. He had remembered where he’d last seen a reference to the Dampir and figured that would be the best place to start. Deep in the bowels of the manse, dark dusty rooms packed with shelf after shelf of heavily bound volumes. This is the place where he’d find what he needed, if in fact the information still existed. His collection of the History was the most extensive ever assembled, though there were precious few who knew of it and fewer who would appreciate it.

With a creak of the heavy door and the flick of an old mechanical switch, the first of the Archive rooms came to life in a dim light. A large wooden slab table with a couple of oil lamps upon it sat waiting, and Victor wasted no time in finding the first volume to begin his search.
 
Sheila spend the day in on and off again slumber. She ate the meal the servants brought to her and took some pain pills and muscle relaxers. This helped to keep her in a constant slumber as Victor busied himself with the archives.

She hated being away from him and work. They had begun to make tremendous improvement with the novel he was writing and there was so much more she could be doing with her time other then sleeping. But she had made a promise to stay put and so she would.

Her last dream was troubled with both Henry and Victor. Each was calling her to him. Tears fell from her eyes as she turned from Henry and walked to Victor. It was a decision her heart still seemed to need to reconcile with her brain. When she awoke a smile crossed her lips as Victor sat next to her. "did you find what you needed my love?" she questioned rubbing her eyes.
 
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