The Reckoning [Closed for Light Ice and Spiritual_Love]

[Light Ice]

The message had been sent before, she was no toy...she was no possession, and yet, here again she moved upon the floor. Yet, the change had taken them now, and they were bound. His love for her was a dark, savage emotion...one that was as dangerous as it was sweet. He had made a rule once, long ago, that he would never end his existance for his apprentice. He would never risk himself for their stupid errors.

He had lost two new bloods to such things.
He was, afterall, a supreme survivor.

But now, as this minx played her nails over his calves...pressing her bare breasts into his thighs as she gently kneeled before him, he found himself seriously considering the rule's destruction. No, such decisions could not be made now...

"Oh!" He exclaimed in a sultry tone, a second gasp rolling past his lips as her breath ran along his still damp cock. That thick, awesome column of flesh slowly came to life once again...before her, it swiftly swelled. She brought life into him, his body...his heart. She challenged him, for already he found himself lost in a mental tug of war. Her eyes had locked him in such seductive combat, daring him to steal the control from her....to make her stop.

Encouraging him all the while, to let her have him as she wished.

The power of her, raw and sensual, assaulted every synapse inside his body. And, at once, the animal in him returned.

"Ask for the right to kiss my flesh, to taste me, wolf." He breathed, coy and commanding, forcing his toes to unculr as he waited for her to yield, already missing the sound of her dark voice.

 

[spiritual_love]

"Ask for the right to kiss my flesh, to taste me, wolf." He breathed, coy and commanding, forcing his toes to uncurl as he waited for her to yield, already missing the sound of her dark voice.

Corinth's mouth grazed up and down his inner thigh, the searing heat of her breath bathing his tightening balls, teasing the rising length of his cock. Her lips twitched into a delightful smile as she heard the command from him. Long fingernails scratched along his calves, adding more of her own marks to his flesh. Heaving breasts, swollen with her lust crushed into the muscled riddled masculine thighs.

He was going to drive her insane. Corinth could feel it. She already teetered such a fine edge between sanity and insanity and he would deliver the finishing blow to send her over.

Corinth's mouth opened, drawing one ball between her lips, suckling at the exquisite flesh. Her head tugged, pulling at the sensitive flesh hungrily. Corinth was fully aware that she hadn't asked as he had demanded, and she knew he was. Would she be punished? Perhaps, but she longed for the violence of love, of such a wonderfully intense bonding with One. It fed her just as well as the blood. The beatings, whippings, bondage, knives, the torture..all of it. She didn't relinquish her mouth's hold upon his body as she shoke her head, continuing to play with the flesh captured.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

He grunted low, the tug of her lips and teeth against his heavy testicles sending strong shivers ripping through him. His cock jumped on its own accord, before bobbing just above her wolfish face. She looked deliciously defiant there, enjoying the control she could exercise...he was so sensative there.

She nipped his inner thigh again, sharply, and he felt her petite canines draw a shallow scratch across his flesh. She continued to taste as she pleased, and he fought the smirk. Attempting to infuriate him, bring about his wrath? Yes, he could see it in her predatory eyes...shining, wide with the power of her lust.

He shared the sensation, but exercised his control once again, strong fingers knitting in her blond mane and tightening abruptly. He jerked her pretty face back, forcing her back to arch almost painfully... her breasts were forced into his thighs harder, crushed there, and the knotted, muscular trunks of his legs didn't yield...even as her hard nipples were pinched almost painfully between the weight of her supple orbs and his own flesh.

"Fine, if you are going to be selfish." He tugged her hair sharply, enough to send sparks of pain through her figure, though he doubted she couldn't handle it. Her mouth opened, a gasp threatening to escape...perhaps a sharp cry.

He smothered it with his velvet crown, thick and wet with beads of pearly precum. Her supple lips were stretched lewdly against his flesh, the hot confines of her mouth immediately turning the sparks in his belly to fire. So forceful, violent, and yet they both held the sharp diamonds of burning passion in their eyes, glinting radiantly.

 

[spiritual_love]

"Fine, if you are going to be selfish." He tugged her hair sharply, enough to send sparks of pain through her figure, though he doubted she couldn't handle it. Her mouth opened, a gasp threatening to escape...perhaps a sharp cry.

Corinth gasped softly as she was bowed back. The pressure upon her scalp with the tight pull on her tresses was exquisite. It cause shots of hot pain to int along her scalp and trickle down the curve of her spine. Her eyes fluttered rapidly as he spoke, her excitement was heightening. He knew it and he was feeding off of it.

Her lips were split open by the sudden plunge of his thick cock. It securely plugged the opened wet orifice with throbbing mass. Corinth whimpered around his meat. Greedily she began sucking, cheeks caving in as she pulled tightly, her head bobbing upon her sustenance. Anxiously, her hands were clawing at his calves, seeking some kind of hold upon him as she was fed this delicious steel. He was invading her throat with every thrust of her head causing her to choke wonderfully. Yet that didn't stop her from pushing him further and further back, she had no need to breathe, so she didn't fear the smothering that could happen with a mortal.

Corinth's fangs baegan to sweep along the ridges of his cock. Teasingly they scratched at the sensitive flesh, flashes of pain mingling with the pull of her hot mouth ripped through his body.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

The soft, swollen head was tugged on relentlessly by the power of her suckles, and milked of the thick, creamy beads of precum that began to flow amply from the deep slit. The scent of him must have been thick, their prior love making having set his body to fire...that passion still lingered, coals smoldering in the wake of his last climax just moments ago.

But his dark beauty was relentless, and she brought him to painful hardness once again. The mingling of such sensations wondrous, a fulfillment of love's violently passionate nature. Their hearts had joined with three bonds; desire, tenderness, and power.

Her cheeks drew inwards as she worked him, sating her craving for his taste. Playing the part of desire as she sucked hard on him, wrenching a groan from his throat and starting a tremor that rocked through him.

Cradling him, her tongue swept in fluid arcs across the vein that traversed his hot meat, caressing his velvet crown as she gorged herself on it. Slow, deliberate, tender sweeps marked its role in their consumation.

And her fangs, larger now, lengthened by his life blood, were the ominous reminder of their unearthly power. She had to take great care not to tear into him, and even still his size forced him to brush against her...she expertly kept him from being cut, but barely so. The result was a pleasure they both longed for. They were united souls, bound by their lust for power. It was this painful power that rocked him, sent her name past his lips.

"Corinth...love, my dark wolf. Rise, kiss me. You've had your taste of power for now..."

 

[spiritual_love]

Playfully pouting as her mouth released him. She wanted so much more, but he probably knew it would be much too much for her to handle. The control would swallow her alive.

Corinth rose to her feet as he beckoned to her. Still the taste of his man meat staining her mouth, her lips, even his scent coated her nostrils. She was humming with sensation. Her pale flesh prickling with sensitivity. If she were to be touched at this moment, she would probably scream in utter delight and pain.

Flat palms smoothed over his chest, touching the cool flesh, her nails snapping at his nipples. Her chin tilted upwards, lips hovering just beneath his. Corinth's face was awash in respect, pride, desire, all thundering within her petite form. Her lips finally found his, eveloping his mouth into an unforgiving kiss. Her lips, tongue eagerly stripping the moisture from his delectable mouth, drinking him up. She couldn't get enough of her new Sire. It was almost as though a succubi had been created. Corinth's arms found their way around his shoulders and neck, holding him to her as she feasted from the hot open orifice.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

"Yes...", he murmured into her kisses, letting their tongues clash together as they kissed fiercely. Did she believe...truly, that denying him earlier would be so easily forgotten? No, he would taunt her now...bring her the painful pleasure she desired, exercise his incredible strength and unyielding might.

He tore her lips from his, so swiftly that her fang hooked on his lower lip and split it...filling her mouth once again with his scarlet life water, breifly...drops running down his chin. He snarled, but from sheer desire, shover her roughly to the side. Her light figure was carried by his strong arms, unable to stop herself, the sheer force of him sending stars infront of her eyes.

She halted abrupty as her knees hit the edge of the bed, hard enough to rock it on its legs, and yet she would not be bruised. Such feral pleasures he took greedily, but never at her expense. Battering her was impossible, he adored her...marvelled at her. His hell-fire butterfly, waiting to spread her wings.

He would breath life into those wings, set her to feel as though she was flying.

Like he did.

Her rounded ass was a marvel itself, and he leered upon her slender figure with a hungry glint in his cobalt eyes, stalking forwards with strong strides that took his body behind hers. There was no fleeing now, his feet hooked her ankles and nudged her thighs apart. Strong arms roamed her shoulders, memorizing the feminine curve that led into her muscled arms, knit and lean, flawless.

Her wrists were grabbed, and he pulled them back, joining them before lifting up...forcing her up onto her forehead, a sharp pain lasting a moment as his free hand fell firmly on her ass.


SMACK!


The moon lit flesh bounced once, reddenning lighty, and he growled once in satisfaction. Again, and again he struck her, firm enough to rock her, feeling the soft flesh of her bare rear set to fire, electric in its sensativity. He was fierce with each stroke, all the while keeping his hips forwards...nudging his weeping cockhead at her clit, letting her body jump to press against it as the force of each smack sent her forwards.

Her cries were hardly in protest, in truth, she was on fire for it...he watch beads of pearly cream roll from her pouted, swollen lips. They were parted, revealing her tight entrance and pushing it towards him. Inviting him to bury himself inside her once again...

Instead, two fingers thrust deep inside her silken sheath, feeling her cunt clutch him feverishly as he set the steady rhythm. Torturous teasings, fingers brushing on rare occassions against her hidden, interior trigger. The knuckle of his thumb pressed a circle into her clit, and she cried out again, a sultry soprano that filled the room.

His cock jumped, breifly and lewdly pressing into her thigh.

"Beg for it, wolf. You need to know who your master is..." And she would, she would submit entire to his will...but only for this night, for they both knew that in love...they were equals. Furiously competitive, violently tumbling equals, and each night would bring new battles...conquests, and submissions. An erotic war that no mortal would ever understand.

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth's eyes flashed wildly as he pulled away from her. The fang neatly splitting his lip to her delight. HTe essence of his body pouring over her opened mouth, bathing the pink flesh of her moist tongue. She instantly began to drink deeply from him, drawing more and more of the wonderous strength into her body, filling her to the brim with his vitae. The misture of the blood and the fluids from his cock where enough to make her desperately weak in the knees. And yet...he pushed her aside.

Her eyes darkened with wonderment and curiousity as she was flung to the side, cast away from him. His power, she could feel it streaming from his pores. It was reverberating through the room. Her chest lifted as if she were mortal, drawing oxygen into her body. The lush rise of her aching breasts jiggled slightly as she rolled upon her stomach. Her ass jutted back towards him, hips rocking side to side teasing him. The winking swell of her sex, just peering through the spread of her thighs daring him to touch it, to take her as he desired. For an instance she did consider escape, just to give them a chase, but it was as if he knew. His feet locked her slender ankles apart, furthering causing her thighs to ride apart. Corinth's forehead pushed into the warm blankets of the bed as he held her prisoner in this position. she began to writhe, attempting to regain the bit of control she had.

SMACK.

Corinth's body froze for a mere second before her cry thundered into the room. It was a deliciously, mind wrenching cry. Unnatural in sound, yet a beautifully strange aria to the two whom were joined body and soul. Corinth hips began to lift with each successive blow. Almost as if she were fucking the edge of the bed, so in need she was for him. Her ass bright red, the "borrowed" blood flowing along the surface of her moon littered flesh as she writhed for her Master this evening. Her trapped body danced upon the bed, wriggling for his attention, begging for him to have his way, needing for him to take her.

Lavicus' fingers filled her weeping puss. Corinth head began to shake, just as her body did. She didn't know how long she could stand this. She felt her will crumbling already, the orgasm drifting upon the edge, threatening to spill over at any moment and yet, He was relentless in his ministrations. She was being allowed no rest...not a second to steady herself. Her body twisted and arched, bucking back to force him to take her, his wolf.

"Beg for it, wolf. You need to know who your master is..."

Corinth's body vibrates with her trembling as she continues to squirm in his hold. Her mind seems to have been tossed aside. The sanity that would have helped work her way out of such a situation, now gone. Her voice whimpered forth, strained with such a feral greed it couldn't be ignored.

Please..fuck me...fuck your wolf...Lavicus. You are my master, my one...please take me, use me. I need to feel you....

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

He heard her cry for him, the sound echoing in his mind and pushing deep into the core of his soul. His hand came down again, tenderly this time, caressing back between her thighs. He found her soaking, wetness rolling down her coltish limbs...bathing his fingers, filling his nose with the scent of her. His eyes rolled for a moment, the pleasurable sensations ripping through his mind.

Mischevious, overwhelmed, the elder vampire found himself exploring between the flawless halves of Corinth's rear, drawing his slick index finger over the puckered star of her asshole. He studied her reactions, gently pushing his tender fingertip against it...feeling it resist, before finally it gave and accepted his thick digit up to the first knuckle.

He pulled it from her, gauging her response...a note of reference for the future. His fingers ran back across to grip the arch of her hips firmly, and he pulled her back...abruptly driving his hips up and forwards.

He slowly, firmly plunged past her pouted labia...his thick flesh plowing up into her tight interior, driving into the molten heat of her belly, bottoming out, and continuing on. The sensations forced a gasp from his lips, and he trembled powerfully...

Their cadence began slow, fierce, rocking her against the bed's frame as his hips met her ass. The globes of flesh molded to his thighs, yielding to his intrusion, still blushing fiercly from his spanking palm. Such passion Lavicus had never known, and he was overwhelmed by it now.

Corinth arched her back, craving more of him...submitting tonight. However, Lavicus was struck with the realization that his power was only temporary. He had never been controlled by another creature, and the realization of his submission terrified him.

His hands went white knuckled against her hips as his pleasure rose, and his heart opened to her further.

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth's body braced against the bed with the twisted entry of his thick finger. The digit pressed into the crinkled, clenched circle of her ass, drawing choking gasps from her opened mouth. It hurt, yet more and more the pleasure seemed to eclipse the pain. Her breasts grinded into the blankets, willingly she lifted her hips higher, presenting the anal star for his toying.

Shaking as the finger pressed, her body accepting the thick tip, her head shoke, body flushing hotly with her need. Just as the finger had been placed, he pulled it from her, leaving the opened hole emptied and wanting. Her head lifted, tilting back as she hoarsely begged him for more.

And he complied. Shoving himself abruptly into her opened, drenched slit, taking her for himself. She pushed back against him without thought. The only thing she was concentrating on was the whirl of erotic desire pooling around them. It was driving their actions, feeding their hunger. Their dark heat soared, mingling with each others, not knowing where one began and the other ended. It was to be that way. They were bonded fully. Forever they would be a part of one another, with each act of their sexual joining they secured this.

Corinth's hips twisted as she banged her body back against his, forcefully fucking him back. Her pussy gobbling up the rigid length of his throbbing erection with each lustful lunge. Her cries were merely echoes into the room as she felt herself nearing the ultimate climax. Her toes curled, her fingernails ripped through the blankets, shredding the material.

LAVICUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssss..............

His name thundered into the air with a heart wrenching scream as her cream begin to pour over his plunging meat.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

Her lith figure collided firmly with his own, rear bouncing up and off his cock only to drive back down upon it again. Her cunt pulled at him, desperately stroking his thick flesh, she was so close...

The fact she needed him, lived for him had made their coupling so much more intense. The force of his cock plunging into her moist pussy secondary to the ease of which her heart yielded to his, and his to hers.

A raw, earth shattering wave of pleasure took them both as they came together...crying out as his cum lept up into her hot belly, and hers ran down his balls and coated his thighs. He leaned into her as his body tensed, each contraction of his rippled abdomen sending another jet of liquid fire into her figure.

And then reluctantly he pulled himself from her depths, and laid heavily on the bed's soft mattress. She curled up against him, pressing into him, seeking his warmth and his darkness.

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The morning would be new to her, how long since she had seen the blazing vermillion of the rising sun? They shared it together, her slender figure leaning heavily against his as she naturally recoiled at first. The fear faded to wonder, and he felt her heart swell. He had given her the day, and he revelled in it.

They had each other once more, before his manorisms dictated a more responsible means to pass time. They had to leave, swiftly, and already he was out gathering his things. Europe, she had missed the old world...as did he, ages had passed since he had last preyed on the heart of the vampire sub-culture.

Hunting would now serve to teach her, as well as please her now...he already had pictures of her picking off one of the more helpless. His heart stirred, and he felt himself falling inlove with her once again.

The plane would force them to behave, wouldn't it? He didn't know, and as the taxi rolled up to the building he found himself fiercely pinching her rounded rear.

"I hope you enjoy Europe, love, we have many things to do there."

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth was definitely in awe. It had seemed like ages since she had seen the sun. That glorious globe of fire casting it's light upon the world. She was amazed at the warmth upon her chilled flesh. It was something she would never forget.

Europe.

She would miss the states. Not so much that she would pass on this trip. She had in her mind that she would never pass on anything that had to do with him. She was his, in more ways than one. Corinth found a large black shirt, pulling it over her body, creating an impromptu mini skirt and teeshirt as she ripped out the middle, securing it with a variety of knots against her lower back and at the center of her back.

She followed him out of the buiding towards the taxi as it rolled up. The world looked different in the daylight. Not so menacing, she thought. Dark shades drawn over her bright eyes as they wandered over the mortals, her lips curling into a smirk...If only they knew what the dark possessed.

His strong fingers found the covered cheek of her ass, pinching it tightly. She simply laughed, rocking back into him, pressing herself against his hand. The driver took the bags and placed them within the car. Corinth's lips found there way over Lavicus' as he spoke.

"I hope you enjoy Europe, love, we have many things to do there."

Corinth's mind reached out for his, caressing tenderly, loving dancing amongst his thoughts, grasping little flashes of what would be happening during this trip. At least, what he had planned for the duo. Her lips brushed upon his as she spoke, agreeing with him.

"Yes, we have much to do. I'm sure I will adore Europe as much as you do."

And with that the door opened and they slid into place for the trip to the airport. This trip couldn't be postponed any longer.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

The airport was hell for him, everyone moving too fast for his tastes. He enjoyed pacing himself, taking his time, lavishing in his long life each moment. When you had lived an eternity, what was the extra hour you saved speed walking to every destination on your daily list?

She held the same, well travelled scent. The archaic nature that offered them some regal manorisms. They were curt, almost cold to one another on the flight, though through it all they could feel their hearts raging. At one point, their hands had brushed...and the blush that toom both their faces was so fierce that it looked as though they would explode.

However, things slowly changed over the flight.

He could see it in her eyes, and struggled to mask it in his. Their flesh had subtly changed to a alabaster, brilliant and lovely...but hardly their usual tone.

She bit her lip, and felt her hand clench his. The hunger, pains were filling her, he knew it. He leaned into her, breathing gently across her ear lobe.

"Soon, my love. Soon."

When they landed, he spoke whispered instructions...the bathroom, quietly, crush the trachea before drinking.

She had performed excellently, silently killing the woman inside a stall and leaving her there. Dead eyes staring up at the ceiling.

She returned, blood still darkening her sweet lips...and kissed him, hard, forcing her tongue into his mouth and sharing her taste with him. He despised mortal blood, but on her lips even it seemed sweet. She sparked the hunger, and he moved into the restroom to mirror her assault.

They returned, and refreshed walked to the limo waiting for them. The building he had owned here was far more lavish in the first, and decored in he remnants of the old world. He whispered lightly against her ear as they entered, teasing lightly.

"Our home, and I do hope our afternoon snack didn't spoil your appettite. We have hunting this evening, the first lesson of your new life..."

 

[spiritual_love]

The hunger hit her as the plane drifted through the air.

It was worst than before. More intense, igniting her entire body within mintues. Previously, she would have been able to fight it, for days, even months if she had choosen to, but now, Corinth knew she wouldn't be able to battle this with pure self control. It had to be fed..now.

Corinth's fingernails created tiny moonshaped welts in his hand as she grasped him tightly. She was attempting to steady herself, brace herself from the full onslaught of the horrific hunger.

"Soon, my love. Soon."

Lavicus' words brought only a bit of relief. At least he understood what she needed calming her some. She closed her eyes as the pulses of their fellow passengers coursed through her body. It was a torture of a different kind.

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Corinth could have yelped for joy as the whispered instructions were given to her. Yet she kept her calm demeanor, not letting anyone who would look at her know the inner turmoil that she was experiencing.

Deftly, she swept into the bathroon, finding it conveniently emptied expect for one stall. A little dashing smile formed upon her sweetly pale pink lips as she drew the door open.

"Someone's in here!!"

"Ohh...pardon me, madam." Corinth purred the words as her arm shot out with blinding speed. Her lethal fingernails wrenched into the woman's throat, ceasing any screams that would bring unnecessary attention. Corinth shuddered as she watched the woman gasp for her much needed oxygen. Her bloodied fist continued to hold her as she pushed the door shut, just as a few footsteps passed the stall. Hunched over the women, her mouth opened, not a whisper was made as the elongated canines ripped into the flesh, opening the wounds for her sustenance. Corinth's eyes grew heavy as she gorged herself upon her prey, taking as much as she desired and needed. The thirst was never completely gone, laying just beneath the surface, threatening to flare at any moment. At the present, Corinth was happy to have quelled that thirst.

She listened as the footsteps drifted out of the bathroom. Her fingers drew back from the women's throat. She left the two neat puncture wounds upon her throat right alongside the gaping hole where Corinth's delicate hand had torn through. Pink tongue swiped at the lush, crimson stained swell of her lips as she left the stall. Pausing for a moment to wash her hands and fix her hair. Her eyes were vibrant, dancing with "life", her flesh seemed more colored as she left the bathroom.

Corinth's hips bounced from side to side as she made her way back towards Lavicus. She smelled deliciously of the fresh kill. Her lips met crushed his as she came to him, sharing the victory of her feast. Their mouths suckled and played fiercely in the public arena, giving no mind to the others who gave disapproving stares.

Corinth merely watched as he moved into the stall to view her assault. The woman resting within was a lovely sight in death. Silent within her final resting place, well before her burial wherever that may be.

Corinth's mouth brushed upon his cheek before slithering her body into the awaiting luxury car. She waited as he entered after speaking briefly with the driver. She knew there would be much to learn, this world was foreign to her. The instances in which she had been here were very short, lasting a day or two at the most. Her peered out the window and then turning back as Lavicus settled in for the ride.

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Corinth eyed the building as they approached. She hadn't thought of the wealth that he may have had and it took her aback for a moment. It was a gorgeous fortress. She got the feeling of security as they left the limo and headed towards the entrance. Her hand slid into his as if to assure herself he was still with her.

"Our home, and I do hope our afternoon snack didn't spoil your appettite. We have hunting this evening, the first lesson of your new life..."

"It's not spoiled, love. I have a hearty appetite." Corinth murmured softly teasing him back. She looked at the doorman curiously for a moment as he held the door open for the pair. Her mind floated through Lavicus' own for a moment, "Do they know what we are?"

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

The Master's head shook gently, accenting his lack of concern by tossing his coat in one of the servant's directions. His tones clipped, curt, and condescending.

"I want it brushed."

Her fingers laced with his, tighter, perhaps thrilled of his gamble...or terrified, he wasn't sure.

The small foyer opened up into a massive grand hall, a doubled staircase lead up to the second floor hall. It held two flights of stairs, one on the right, one on the left, both curving inwards like strong, welcoming arms.

It was indeed decorated like that of the ancient world, oil portraits and paintings of Greek and Roman origin neatly dressed upon the walls. Ornate wood work, a marble floor, and gold plated lamp fixtures made it indeed, archaic.

The air was heavy with the scent of experience, pain and bliss, moments lived in this home. His home...it had been his as a mortal.

Abruptly, she would be startled that the lamps were indeed, oil lamps...large candlesticks held a practical measure here, for the house was without electricity. The sweet scent of the candles and lamps seemed to be soaked into the walls of this house.

Blanketted in shadows, Lavicus appeared more comfortable, away from the luminescance of the outside world. He ascended the stairs, releasing her hand as he moved, lamp light dancing across his handsome features.

"Wear something, special, love... You will find I rang ahead to my seamstress. I hope she gathered something that suits you, I used your clothes as a guide."

Before he left her in their room, he pressed a teasing kiss to her lips...light and fleeting, not submitting as she urgently pressed her face to his. Drawing back, his hand gently found her abdomen and pushed.

"Work before pleasure, love." He whispered, and set her inside their quarters. Outside, the wind had picked up, sending leaves tumbling across the street in lazy, looping circles.

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth sighed as he pushed her away. Her lips already missed the touch of him against them. Yet, she fully understood his words. Besides the rewards would be worth the work.

The heavy doors closed behind her with a resounding click. Corinth turned slowly and was met with the grandeur of the master suite. She couldn't imagine the wealth that it may have taken to furnish such a large room. The furniture was exquisite. Deep woods, curved and etched, clearly by hand. The room itself was large, easily she could have fit her whole apartment within half of it. The thought caused her to laugh softly.

Corinth's heels danced upon the floor as she moved, walking steadily through the room. Her fingers trailed upon a small vanity with a cushioned stool. She noted the feminine perfumes and other little cosmetic items positioned upon the gleaming mirrored top. She knew they had been laid out for her. She wondered if he had arranged this as well. Pausing she inspected herself within the mirror. Still wearing the makeshift outfit from his teeshirt, she quickly shed the items. Standing nude, merely within the heels, she continued to examined what would now be considered her bedroom as well.

There was a sitting area nestled in the corner. Two plush leather chairs facing each other before the hearth. The fire hadn't been lit as of yet, she supposed the weather hadn't been chilled enough to do so. Or that Lavicus hadn't desired it so. She stopped again to examine the paintings upon the walls. Like the ones in the halls they consisted mostly from the Greek and Roman periods.

She examined the master bed briefly even though she actually wanted to dive into it, but with Lavicus. It was one of those four poster bed that you see in all the magazines. Romantic, yet accented with hints of masculinity. The silken bedcovers were smooth to her touch. Suddenly she gasped, as images of Laviucs and others began to dance within her mind. She could distinguish scents, almost tastes as the mental tricks flurried within her. She shook her head not understanding this sudden extreme mental sensitivity. It hadn't happened on the airplane, nor with the woman in the stall. Why now?

Corinth dismissed it and disappeared into the bath. She quickly washed herself with a jasmine scented cream, using some in her hair as well. The deliciously, exotic scent wafted from her freshly cleansed form as she walked back through the room towards the dressing area. There were a variety of clothing laid out for her. She smiled as she ran her fingertips over the delicate fabrics. It seemed as if each item had been fashioned especially for her.

Though she wasn't sure of the occasion, he did say were something special, yet she knew they would be hunting. Surely, the gown wouldn't be appropriate. Leather. An Afficiando of the material, Corinth selected a short leather skirt, the pleated edges flaring loosely around her thighs, she slid on a pair of nude stocking, giving her legs a slight shimmer. Approvingly, she tucked her feet into a pair of black leather boots, complete with silver stilettoed heels. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled briefly. Completeing the outfit she pulled on the matching leather wrapped top. Leather starps wrapped several times around her waist, just below her breasts and she affixed it in a knot in the back. The long sleeves sheilded her slender arms, yet she adored the feeling of the open back. Quickly, she brushed her damp, blonde tresses atop her head knotting them back with a few pins. She painted her plump lips with a deep crimson color, shadowing her eyes with a deep, smoky eyeliner.

As Corinth finished her makeup, she noticed the rustling of the wind outside. The weather had generally been calm with their arrival and now, something seemed to have been stirred. She cast a lingering gaze at the window as if fully expecting someone or something to come through it. Nothing happened.

One final approvingly glance at herself in the mirror, before turning towards the suite's door. His wolf was ready to play.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

He joined her, cut in a fine suit with straight tie. The long wool coat that rested on his shoulders accented the broad muscles she had gripped the night before. He moved smoothly, allowing her slender figure to remain at his side, speaking as they left the house and moved into the breeze.

The street lamps set the damp pavement to glow, and her heels clicked with every step. He spoke low, voice a mere whisper, remaining discreet.

"My love, to kill a vampire is not as simple as a mortal. I am sure you will be able to over power them, but listen close. Their blood will feel strange to you, electric perhaps. The rush of their life, the lives of all they've preyed upon, will fill you. Addictive, it is, and the hunger is always worse. The more we feed, the more we crave. We are insatiable in that way."

The same could be said about their more carnal desires, for already he was resisting the urge to plunder her supple body for his own pleasure.

"Break the spine, low near the pelvis, or crush the neck...it will make things much easier.

Picking a victim, it comes down to how much work you desire. Though, I find it thrilling to take a vampire but moments after they've made a kill. Hunting them should be easy, if you test the air carefully...their scent stands out. They smell heavily of death, and most of ignorance."

He found his lips close to her ear, brushing the delicate curve of her flesh. Breathing the words now, sending his warm breath down the line of her neck. "Take me...lead me to them. Show me, my wolf, show me how helpless your prey will be if they try to flee."

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth walked confidently alongside Lavicus. The leather skirted flirted playfully against her pale, shimmering thighs with each split of her legs. She listened attentively to her mentor as he spoke. His soft words caressing her ear, teasing the already churning desire within her.

"My love, to kill a vampire is not as simple as a mortal. I am sure you will be able to over power them, but listen close. Their blood will feel strange to you, electric perhaps. The rush of their life, the lives of all they've preyed upon, will fill you. Addictive, it is, and the hunger is always worse. The more we feed, the more we crave. We are insatiable in that way."

"Break the spine, low near the pelvis, or crush the neck...it will make things much easier."

'Picking a victim, it comes down to how much work you desire. Though, I find it thrilling to take a vampire but moments after they've made a kill. Hunting them should be easy, if you test the air carefully...their scent stands out. They smell heavily of death, and most of ignorance."

"Take me...lead me to them. Show me, my wolf, show me how helpless your prey will be if they try to flee."

Corinth's painted lips brushed upon his cheek as she pulled away from him. Never had she truly been given guidance in the kill. She knew she created bloody messes, yet that was how her first Sire preferred it. Bold, brazen, and arrogant had been fully entrenched in his nature. But now, now she had to perform differently. She sought only to please one. Lavicus.

Corinth smelled her prey upon the air from blocks away. He had just feasted, gorged himself upon a mortal female. Fresh bolld scented his being. She squirmed with anticipation as they approached the darkened alleyway in which the vampire kneeled over his victim. Corinth moved steps ahead, leaving Lavicus to the shadows.

"Care to share, darling."

Her sweet, dangerously erotic voice cut through the darkness like the sharp edge of a razor. The vampire rose to his feet, rolling his shoulders back, giving an illusion of dominance. Corinth knew it was merely a show. He was trying to be more than he was, attempting to sway her. He knew he was at a lack. Defeat was already within his pale eyes. Yet there was always a chance that she would fall.

"This is none of your business, girl. Leave now."

He growled at her, steadily moving forward. His confident swagger stopped as he neared her. Corinth's body twisted rapidly, her leg extending in a full roundhouse kick, the steely heel of her stiletto boot ripping into his jaw. The kick sent him reeling backwards.

It wouldn't hold him for long. He was racing towards her with blinding speed, yet she was faster, able to dodge his blow towards her head, another aimed at her throat and yet another attempt to sweep her off her feet. Finally, he connected. An open hand slap to upon her face. Corinth grunted sharply, feeling as though her jaw had been cracked. She bent forward her face enflamed, bruised from the strike. Within seconds, his elbow bent, aiming in a swift arc towards the back of her head. Corinth's hands shot out as she dipped fully into a squat, her fisted palms met with his exposed groin sending him flying into the brick wall. The bones of his pelvis were cracking as he writhed seemingly stuck to the wall from the force of her attack.

Her wickedly, hypnotic laugther floated into the air as she lifted upwards and walked over to him. His please for mercy delighting her dark soul.

"Please. Please...I ...I was trying to protect myself. You understand? That's all. I would have never hurt you. Please..let me go."

Corinth's body pressed into his, her hands light upon his hips. Slowly her fingers began to tighten and sink into his body, bones began further collasping beneath her enhanced strength, fully crushing his pelvis. He merely whimpered now, unable to form his words. He could take pain, but everyone had a limit. Corinth's eyes were dancing wildly savouring the song of his terror, of his pain.

She was playing and simply loving this kill. Perhaps she should have ended his life quickly, shown a bit of mercy, but why? Why when she was capable of producing such a raw terror in a being?She simply could not find a reason to stop.

Her hands left his crumpled plevis, positiong them upon his throat. Slowly, both thumbs pressed into him, crushing his throat, bone by bone, cnapping beneath the pressure. She heard it distinct pop. Her mouth closed over his lower lip. The canines digging neat little wells into the flesh, releasing his vitae into her. Corinth merely watch as his life was exhausted, while her mouth cradling that bloodied lower lip, nursing at the delectable essence.

Corinth pulled back watching the body drop to the ground with a thud into a puddle of dirty water. The air was tainted with the kill. Corinth had been too involved to notice the sound of fastly approaching sirens. Perhaps someone had heard the scuffle and contacted the police.

Without a thought, she reached into the darkness, pulling forth the moaning woman from which her prey had fed. She was barely alive. Corinth gazed at her for a moment, studying her. She clutched her hair, dragging her along as the sirens wailed closer. Perhaps, Lavicus would want her.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

She didn't stalk, but sauntered, throwing her hips out in a seductive swagger that was meant to tease him. He knew it, he could see in the way her shoulders arched back, always...presenting herself for him. She moved on, into the darkness, warm shadows eager to envelope her svelt figure.

Through it all, immortal eyes peered keenly on each moment. He saw the blows before they came, a timeless dance. She moved with such grace, but her arrogance eventually coast her a brutal slap that spun her head round.

The kill itself, took entirely too long...she drew it out, playing. He would have to teach her control, time and place. Always a time and place for things. She toyed with her pray, his cries having long ago alerted mortals. They rushed to the phones.

He lost their words as the operator on the other end picked up, distracted by the violent cracks of bone and sinew as it gave way. She drawn from his lip, severing the flesh neatly with her fangs. Grinding her pelvis against the crushed man's hip arches. He screamed against her mouth before she killed him, and she adored it. Every last second.

His cock ached in his pants, raging, swollen and throbbing.

He adored her, every sadistic step she took. She was a true killer, hunter, as he was...

If only he could erase what her twit of a sire had pushed upon her. It would prove difficult for her to unlearn such long standing habits. The sirens rose in the distance like the half-dead mortal's cries, even as Lavicus pinched her throat tight enough to silence her.

She rasped in despair, desperate. His eyes lifted to Corinth's, narrowed from the weight of his intense lust. "Come, love."

He leaned forwards, sucking her soft bottom lip into his mouth and running his tongue along the inside, drawing up the last of her kill's lifeblood. It mingled with her sweetness, and his eyes flickered shut for a moment.

The smokey lines only enhanced her own vibrant eyes, and they moved steadily home...eyes locked. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, breasts thrust out, nipples hard from the breeze. Or...no, she felt no breeze now...no mortal chill. It was lust, brought on by the kill. Her mind had begun that rhythmic chant once again...

Lavicus, Lavicus, Lavicus...

The servant's had long take shelter in their quarters, on the opposite end of the block, leaving his manor empty. Lavicus pushed the door open, swiftly moving inside, prey in tow. The door closed, clicked, and he began up the stairs...letting Corinth run ahead.

"My love, get ready for bed, I'll be there shortly."

He moved with the struggling woman in hand, dissapearing into a nearby closet. He fished for a second, before shackles and chains found his hands...to fastin the woman to the posts of the bed. He crooned lightly as he dragged her up the stairs a short while later, voice travelling to Corinth's ears...as he intended.

"Oh, stop little one. You are so lucky! You are the first to share our bed, Corinth and I. We have special plans for you...you will see how good we are, that we know of love. We will show you love like no mortal can see it. Come, stop crying..."

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth paced within the master suite. Her bare feet padded along the floor quietly, yet each step seemed to resonate with her excitement. The kill had done something to her. She was streaming with hunger. This time though, the hunger was sexual. It was boiling to a head. She felt as though she was being gnawed by a starving beast on the inside.

"Oh, stop little one. You are so lucky! You are the first to share our bed, Corinth and I. We have special plans for you...you will see how good we are, that we know of love. We will show you love like no mortal can see it. Come, stop crying..."

She had listened to the heavy steps of their approaching. The voice of Lavicus carrying into the room, the sobs of the woman curling around his eager words. Corinth's clothes were strewn across the leather sitting chairs, her boots resting upon the floor nearby. She hadn't bothered to wear anything else, feeling most comfortable in her skin at this moment. She was still splattered with the crimson vitae of the earlier kill. The reddish streaks only enhanced the pale beauty.

Corinth met them as they made their way into the room. Melting to her knees, before the cringing woman, her hands took over for Lavicus, releasing his grip upon her. Lush lips danced upon the weeping eyes, her pink tongue sneaking out to taste the frightened woman's tears.

"Nooooo...don't stop crying, " Corinth's hot words usehred forth, brushign over the woman's features. Just as she had been enjoying the tears, her own face darkened, her voice sinking into an erotic, menacing hiss, "You have a right to be fucking scared."

Corinth's laughter severed the air as she watched the woman's face gloss over with sheer terror. Nothing as delicious as feeding off a person's fear. She stood abruptly, dragging the woman after her, seeking her Love.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

He watched her lead the weeping woman to the bed, so terrified she couldn't struggle...not yet. He stripped as Corinth spread the girl's body across the bed, pressing her own svelt figure against her. She was whispering lightly, but Lavicus was so focused on her ass, now pushed directly towards him...that he let her have her private conversation.

Naked, the master slowly pressed against Corinth's naked backside...dropping the chains infront of her, on the bed, before slowly lowering to his knees.

"I'm going to fuck Corinth's ass tonight, girl. A first for us both...how lucky you are to see such a thing. Isn't my wolf beautiful?"

She whimpered...

"Yes, I know...breath taking. You should taste her...later, perhaps. If she decides you worthy..."

Soft lips spread across one of Corinth's bare cheeks, kissing softly, the powerful curves of his sabered fangs dragging along her bare skin. Beneath her, behind her...Lavicus pressed his handsome face up between her coltish thighs, forcing her legs apart....fingers resting at the inside of her knees.

Her smell intoxicated him immediately, and the sight of her petals already glistening with desire set him to fire. He swiftly removed any thoughts of being gentle, instead pressing his lips firmly against her neglected pussy...thrusting his tongue into her cleft, before finally forcing it up into her tight walls.

He hadn't been able to touch her for two days, and his body demanded her. The girl, the girl was their toy...her blood, her body, her lips...her own mortal pussy.

Lavicus wouldn't claim her with his cock unless Corinth requested, preferring to reserve it for her alone.

She pressed back into his face, wetting his cheeks as her body responded...he could feel the blood lust coming over her, a frenzy...and responded by bringing a hand up to curl across her mons. His palm pressed against her soft flesh, thumb lingering down over her sex.

Abruptly, as she gasped his name, the pad of that thick digit pressed into her clit, making a short, swift circle...

She was crying out already, and they had just begun..

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth's body washed over the woman beneath her. Breasts teasing breasts, stomach upon stomach, her legs were split to either side of the woman's hips as she lowered her own puss against hers, purring softly at the coarse fur of her mound scratching at Corinth's own smooth mons. She murmured incoherently as Lavicus spoke of taking her, having the tight star of her ass. Shuddering, Corinth's body lifted, leaving the woman rigid beneath her. Her own fear rendering her helpless beneath Corinth.

Just as Lavicus's lips teasing upon the curve of her ass, Corinth's own fell upon the woman's. It didn't matter that she was quivering against Corinth's mouth. She couldn't have cared less, nothing could sway the whirlwind of lust she was experiencing. The only problem was, the woman's heartbeat was distracting, sending pulses of cravings through Corinth's body along with her sexual need. She screamed against the woman's mouth as her body was taken by his mouth. Tongue, long and extended, curling against the creamy soft walls of her cunt. Her head dropped to the woman's throat as Lavicus greedily ate her. The smooth brush of his thumb over her clit, causing her body to leap. She cried out, screaming his name sharply.

Corinth's had gripped the woman's shoulders as she arched her back, attempting to get more of his tongue within her. Hips bucking rapidly, over and over, her breathing becoming anxious and more unsteady. Her mouth fell to the space between her breasts. Her pink tongue smooth upon the valley. She smiled as her mouth opened, finding the swell of her breast. Corinth's mouth opened capturning the heavy flesh. Her elongated teeth erupted into her mouth, digging with a growl into the woman. She pulled back slowly, watching the crimson flow oozing from the two neat pricks. Corinth's mind was a blur, she couldn't stop herself. The scent of blood floated upon the air, mixing with the scent of sexual arousal. Her body was twisting and jerking seeking the pinnacle of the wonderous pleasure his hot mouth was promising.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

The girl was their plaything, their toy...a tool for their pleasures. Corinth's enthusaism was gratifying, arousing, and endearing all at once. He couldn't help but ache for her now, loving how their hearts beat at the same swift cadence. They adored much the same things, built for one another, and as he rose from between her long legs he imagined how he would feel....nestled into the depths of her ass.

Even their bodies were built for one another.

"She's behaving, love, give her a taste would you?" He crooned softly, eyes burning with a sultry fire. Corinth yielded to him, never one to deny, turning her slender figure until her wet, wanton core hovered over the girl's face. Lavicus spoke harshly, then, a feral growl lingering on the back of his throat. Cock aching, thrust out infront of him, the head swollen and angry as well.

"Taste her, bitch. Love that little pussy like I do." he snarled, before turning a more compassionate, but equally authoritive demand to his love.

"Don't you dare cum for her."

He meant it, for she came for him alone. His hand found the base of his thick length, guiding the wet slit at his head across her lower lip, painting it with a thick layer of creamy precum. His fingers wove within the strands of her sunny hair, beautiful beyond the bounderies of that blazing star...

His eyes met hers, and froze, filled with a lusty glaze. Yet, equally present was his sheer adoration...even as she set to work on his impressive member, he refused to break their stare. Strong fingers worked circles into her scalp, encouraging her, basking in the pleasure her crimson stained lips brought to him.

It was a thought he would breathe to life shortly.

If she tasted his sex mixed with the girl's blood, he would lick her pussy once again...this time with the wenches vitae in the mix.

His own hunger raging, the vampire coaxed his hips to gently stroke forwards, watching his wolf's face contort as she struggled to keep from cumming. The girl, while but a bitch to the lovers, was talented...and perhaps her terror made her tongue quiver just enough to set Corinth on fire.

 

[spiritual_love]

Corinth's body turned over the woman as Lavicus requested. She would never deny his desire. He knew that as well as she did. Just in the few days they had been together, that had already been instilled within her mind.

Her slender fingers curled around the woman's shins clutching them tightly as her ass rocked backwards. The creamy slit of her sex hovering over the woman's mashed lips. She didn't want to lick Corinth. Corinth's erotic little growl tore from her lips. She began to say something, perhaps Lavicus would let her punish her "toy" for that. If she lived after this night.

"Taste her, bitch. Love that little pussy like I do." he snarled, before turning a more compassionate, but equally authoritive demand to his love.

"Don't you dare cum for her."

Corinth wouldn' t have dared to do such a thing, but then again in the midst of pleasure, you never know what will happen. She felt the tender strokes of the woman's tongue as she began to lick at her honeyed snatch. She rocked above the woman, masturbating herself upon the outstretched pink flesh. Corinth's moans drifted into the air like a gentle hymn. Silence fell upon her as she watched Lavicus prepare his cock for her mouth.

Shuddering as his fingers knitted with the golden strands of her hair, pulling her head to him. She went eagerly, not needing much encouragement to feed from her Lord. Her tongue fluttered upon the weeping slit of his head, nudging the little crevice. Corinth's lips circled the spongy knob, sucking tightly, pulling back until she freed him with a POP.

Dipping back down quickly, she gobbled up his cock, pushing back farther and farther until she began to choke with the massive size. The succulent head felt as though it were stretching her throat open, threatening to rip apart the saliva moist flesh. Corinth's fangs teased upon the thick length with the bobbing of her head.

She was greedy, damn greedy. Her sloppy sucks drifted into the air as she whimpered and purred. Hungrily she shoke her head, nursing upon the rigid muscle furiously. The woman's tongue was indeed perfect. She lapped quickly at Corinth's lips, engaging her pussy in a deep french kiss. Corinth's knees flared outwards, attempting to open her cunt wider for those delicious licks.

 

[Light Ice]

Lavicus

Corinth's soft lips devoured him, inhaled him, sought to shake his body down. So tempted, so dreadfully tempted to feed her... to let the sensations rock through his body and overcome him. It would be so easy to surrender control, to yield to her.

And yet he had made plans, a kind of oath, to claim her litle ass this evening.

He watched her quietly, before drawing his cock from her lips with a soft pop. A strong hand cradled her cheek, drawing her lust glazed gaze to his own. Her lips were wet with his precum, the bottom one quivering as she ground pleasure from the young girl's lips. Her shoulders hunched, back arched as...strong muscles coiled as she pressed the girl's face deep into her frothing cunt.

She looked radiant, staring up at him...so close that the orgasm seemed to have a taste. She moaned low, an unearthly sound... music. He heard the girl beneath her whimper, unable to help herself. Corinth's pussy was delicious, and Lavicus envied the girl. She had yielded from terror to delight, revelling in Corinth's sensual cleft as she lapped eagerly up at her clit.

The master leaned close, lips close to the delicate curve of Corinth's ear...he breathed the words, raspy now. Dark.

"So beautiful, my wolf...even our prey loves you. Feel her tongue, eager for you. She's as lost as I am, hopelessly for you. Do you hear her heart, how it beats for you? She's never tasted a pussy before in her life, but now all she desires is for her face buried against your lovely little snatch. She'ld devour you if she had the powered...

But she doesn't...

I'm going to fuck your ass now, my love. Sweetly, and bring you to a close around me...because I have that power. The same power you hold over me. We belong together, my love. And if it hurts, bite into the girl's thigh...that's what the little bitch is for."

Coyly he smiled, kissing her jawline, before moving around to the rear of her. She still straddled the young girl's face, but Lavicus' hands lifted her pussy just off of their slave's juice soaked mouth.

"I'm going to fuck her ass now, slut. You watch how beautiful we are together, you watch close."

The girl whimpered, her terror returning as Lavicus spoke. His voice so deep that it resounded in their soul's, tremors of ominous proportions. The soaked, throbbing crest of his cock was brought to glide between the rounded globes of Corinth's perfect rear. He pressed gently, teasing the puckered star of her anus with the velvet texture...it fought the intrusion, but slowly it began to part...enveloping his aching head. It was forced lewdly apart, stretched, and Lavicus could feel Corinth's body shudder in the mix of pain and pleasure. Her lips parted and he could almost feel it as her fangs sank into their bitch's thigh.

The girl's head shot up, between Corinth's thighs...mouth pressing to her snatch as she screamed in terror and shock. The vibrations of her voice carried through Corinth's soaked pussy just as Lavicus pressed his length forwards in a steady thrust, buring himself hilt deep inside her ass.

He had timed it that way.