Passion And Fire (Passion #4) (30 page)

“Turn the fucking thing off babe. I can’t concentrate and I’m going to come in a minute. I’ve been fucking hard for hours and that plug feels so damn good. Oh fuck, please, turn it off. I’ll come, fuck it, I’ll come.” His voice was rough, his eyes pleading with me to stop him losing control, but I put my hand on his cock instead and closed a firm fist over it, sliding it up and down the length of him.

His hips bucked hard and he growled a wild sounding almost feral growl as the first shot of his cum hit me in the chest, splattering over my breasts. He continue to growl and moan as he came, each shot hitting me until finally he was reduced to nothing more than a few quivers and shakes of his body.

“Babe, please turn the fucking thing off now. Look at the mess I’ve made on you. I warned you to stop but you had to keep pushing didn’t you?” I turned the plug off and saw Damien’s body visibly relax. “Don’t move I need to get something to clean you up.”

He rushed into the bathroom and came out with a towel. I tried not to let the sight of that butt plug in his ass distract me too much but then he was back and wiping me down.

“Ok, enough stalling, turn around.” He ordered and with my heart suddenly pounding in my chest, I turned so my back was towards him. I jumped when his cool hands touched my buttocks and he began to smooth his palms over them. He pulled them apart and unable to control my reaction, I tightened up hearing his soft chuckle. “That’s not going to stop me.” He bent down and licked his way over my ass, his tongue circling my tight hole, which was getting tighter as nerves made me clench everything.

He pulled his lips away from me and I felt the cool liquid of the lube running between my cheeks. Damien’s fingers rubbed it over my puckered hole, before tipping some on the butt plug too. I tried to relax as he began to push it into me.  Slowly it breached the tight ring of muscles, the sensation unusual and definitely unfamiliar, but as he pushed deeper, it started to sting and I tried to fight it, not wanting it inside me.

“Come babe, it’s ok. I’m not going to hurt you. Let me into that sweet ass of yours. I’ve got one too remember, you put it there. You’ll love it, trust me, come on, and open for me. Push against it, relax for me and it will be easier to get it inside you.”

His words were softly spoken, calming, and against my better judgement I pushed back, and felt the butt plug plop into place. It stung slightly and felt strange since I wasn’t used to having something in my ass. This was a first for me. It gave me a feeling of being full, but overall, I was surprised, it wasn’t as bad as I’d imagined.

The butt plug suddenly came to life, and I gasped when the vibrations from it triggered a mass of sensations between my legs. It was a surprisingly pleasurable feeling having it vibrating inside me and the shockwaves from the buzzing plug could be felt in my clit as well. I arched wanting more, needing something and just when I was about to touch myself I felt Damien’s fingers brushing over my clit.

Slowly he rubbed it until it was swollen and sensitive, every brush of his fingers triggering an uncontrollable jerk of my hips and I writhed with the sweet agony of want that coursed through me.

“Does that feel good babe?” He asked me, and I could do little more than moan in response which made him chuckle quietly. “That good huh? Do you want me to fuck you? Do you need more? I’m more than ready to put my cock back inside you now.”

“Please.” I groaned, not entirely sure what I wanted, but the vibration of the butt plug was building me up, bringing me ever closer to what I instinctively knew was going to be the climax to end all fucking climaxes. It felt different, the relentless buzzing of the plug and Damien’s fingers on me. I just wanted him inside me; I wanted his cock and those fucking amazing piercings to make me come, I wanted it all and yet I didn’t. I feared I would not survive the intensity of the orgasm that was climbing steadily in me.

I cried out when he plunged two fingers into me and dragged them over that special spot inside. Over and over he drove them into me, twisting them and turning them. The feeling of fullness, the brush of him over my highly sensitised flesh drove me into a frenzy of burning need. When he suddenly plunged a third finger into me, the combination of the fullness in my pussy, the vibrating plug up my ass and his palm on my clit sent me over the edge. I screamed, clamping down hard around him. I soaked him, myself and even the bed as I squirted over his fingers. It was un...fucking...believable. Vaguely I heard him groan and whisper my name while I convulsed and shuddered wildly.

When finally I had settled and his fingers lay quietly, still inside me, the butt plug no longer vibrating, although I have no idea when Damien switched it off, I sagged, nearly collapsing onto the bed. His hands dug into me, holding me on my knees, pulling me against him until I could feel his rock hard cock. He moved his hips in a slow, lazy fashion, rubbing his dick over my ass and between my legs. With every move, he brushed over the butt plug, causing it to shift marginally inside me, triggering little aftershocks of pleasure.

I heard a faint buzz start up and realised Damien must have turned his one on. When mine began to vibrate, I shuddered, my senses instantly thrown into chaos again. it was too soon, I was still in the grip of what felt like a sensory overload. I was sure I would not be able to handle anything more. He’d just given me the most amazing, mind blowing orgasm of my life. I was little more than putty in his hands and he was about to put me through it again.

I felt him push me between the shoulder blades until I lowered my head and upper body to the bed, my ass in the air. Damien pulled me higher, angling me to suit him and I tensed when I felt his cock against my pussy. Oh hell, this was going to be too much. I’d felt so full with his fingers and the plug; how could I accommodate the sheer size of his cock inside me and the butt plug?

“I’m going to fuck you now babe. If you think it felt good with my fingers inside you, prepare yourself for a treat. My cock is much bigger and it’s going to fill you up so full you will feel like Sunday’s stuffed roast.”

His words sent a shiver down my spine, but I wasn’t sure if it was excitement or fear at his words. When I felt him slowly begin to push his way inside me, I gasped, then groaned. “Oh…my…fucking…god!” I cried as inch by amazing inch, he filled me. If I’d thought he filled me before, then that was nothing compared to how it felt now. The feeling of him filling me was more intense, the brush of his piercings so much more noticeable and I began to pant under the sheer pressure and incredible fullness of having his cock in me and that damned vibrating butt plug.

How was he able to fit? He said I was tight when it was just him, now he was pushing his way inside me while the butt plug was taking up space in my ass. It was too much. I could feel everything...EVERYTHING! Every inch of him entering me, stretched me so much, it was a fine line between being pleasurable and tearing me apart. As he entered me, I could feel the vibrating plug shifting around as it was pushed aside by his huge cock. When he finally reached the end of me; when I couldn’t take anymore of him in me, he stopped, keeping his body still.

“Oh babe, it feels so good inside you. You have the most incredible cunt. It’s so tight, but now with the plug filling your ass too, you’re even tighter. I fucking love it and I love how hot and wet you are for me, how fucking full of me you are.
The plug vibrating against my cock is so damn good and with my one too; holy fucking hell. When I come I’m going to load you up.”

It was a huge turn on listening to him speak. Damien loved to describe what was happening during sex; how it made him feel, how I was going to feel, and I fucking loved it. His huskily spoken words turned me on and I clenched around him, knowing I wouldn’t last long before I came again. There was too much going on, it was so fucking intense and when he began to move I screamed.

As he fucked me, increasing the pace, I couldn’t stop screaming his name as my orgasm rapidly built inside me. “Oh god Damien, Damien, oh fuck Damien.” I cried. A buzzing was starting in my head and it built up until it was like a roaring in my ears and still he fucked me, hard, driving into me, filling me until I thought I would explode.

Finally with another scream that was torn from me, filling the room until it was choked off by my need to draw breath, I came, drenching him, drenching me, soaking the bed again. Dimly I heard Damien’s voice and what sounded like a third person speaking but I was too far gone to look and see.

I heard him cry out, feeling him shudder hard, before his thrusts became wild and out of control. He dropped over my back, his fangs sinking into me, and as he bit down, piercing my skin and vein, I cried out and unbelievably found myself coming again. It was too much, too intense, too overwhelming. I felt like I was no longer in my body; barely aware of what was going on around me, not even feeling the pain of him feeding from me. I was vaguely aware of another rush of fluids from between my legs and knew that Damien had come too before my knees gave out and I sank slowly onto the bed. He didn’t let me simply fall but lowered me gently where I lay, gasping for air, the roaring in my ears so loud now, I couldn’t hear anything although I was aware that he was speaking.

Suddenly the vibrating in my ass stopped and I felt the plug being removed. He settled beside me, the comforting weight of his arm on me, followed by the coolness of a sheet being draped over my body.  I sighed, no longer able to fight what I was feeling. It had overwhelmed me with the sheer wonder and intensity of it all and I closed my eyes, a soft sigh escaping my parted lips as I slipped into oblivion.

Chapter Eighteen

Damien

Damien had a quick look at Flame to make sure she was ok and she was, she’d just slipped into a semi-conscious state from the intensity of her orgasms. Once he was sure she was ok he turned to face his sire. He’d nearly been put off his rhythm when he’d turned to see Fabian standing by the bed watching them. He knew everyone else complained about him doing that sometimes and Lucian had become so tired of it that he and Arissa had decided to live across the road in the house the old lady had left her. Now it would appear it was his turn to find Fabian in his bedroom watching him fuck.

“Do you get off on watching us fuck sire? Is that why you let yourself into our rooms?”

Fabian shot him a warning glance. “Watch your mouth son. I am only here because Flame was making so much noise. Her screams were very loud and at times almost distressed sounding. Sirene wanted me to check she was ok. I see now that she is. You have just given her the ultimate pleasure and she has fainted?” He gave Damien an inquiring look.

“Yes and I will need to bring her around. Now that you can see she is fine, perhaps you could leave us again.” He said, just wanting Fabian gone from his bedroom.

Just then Flame gave a soft moan and her eyelids fluttered before she finally, slowly opened up her eyes. She blinked a couple of times as if disorientated but then her face filled with shock and her eye shot to his. “Damien, what the fuck happened?”

“You had a very intense orgasm and blacked out babe. Do you feel ok?” He asked.

“I will leave you two alone now.” Fabian said and Flame froze before her eyes shot to his sire’s.

“Fabian?” She squeaked. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“We heard you screaming and for some reason Sirene thought you might be hurt. I did try to reassure her but she insisted I come and check on you but, it would appear that you are fine.”

Damien watched her colour slightly as she met his sire’s gaze. “As you can see I’m fine and I would appreciate it if you would go now please.”

Fabian bowed his head slightly. “As you wish.” He said and walked out the door closing it quietly behind him.

Once his sire had left, Damien turned to Flame to see how she was. She was awake and looking a little wide eyed. “Does he always just walk into your rooms whenever he feels like it?”

He grinned at her. “I’m lucky, it hasn’t happened to me before but then you’re the first woman I’ve brought to my bedroom. I normally take women to the communal room.”

“Communal room?” She raised her eyebrows at him.

“It’s a room Lucian and I used to use a lot when we’d bring women home to feed from and fuck. They were nothing, mere diversions so we wouldn’t take them to our personal space. We don’t bring women to our bedrooms normally.”

“So why am I here?” She asked.

Damien met her curious expression. “You’re not the same babe. You’re special; you mean more to me than a cunt on legs. Have I not proved that to you already?”

“Oh come on now Damien. Be honest. You know that if you could have mind controlled me that first night that would have been it. Don’t pretend that I was different.”

“What the fuck are you doing? Why are you trying to cause a fight? Yeah, I would have mind controlled you, fed, fucked and walked away but I couldn’t. That doesn’t explain why I kept coming back. Do you want to know something that might amuse you?”

“What?” She asked turning onto her side to look at him.

“I...I…I couldn’t get it up with your friend and that woman at the club that night, Eva or whatever the fuck her name was. You’d already fucked me up by then. My body only recognises yours. When you decide you need to leave town, I just hope that I don’t find you’ve stuffed me up forever. If I can’t fuck, then I can’t feed properly and I will slowly waste away. That’s how it is for vampires.”