Read how Victor and Summer met here: And Now You’re Mine
Read Part 2 of the story here: Hungry
Victor pulled me into his arms and nibbled my neck from behind, trailing little kisses down my shoulder. His lips were tiny butterflies beating their wings against the most ticklish parts of my skin. Or… bats, I guess.
“Stooooooop…” I said, giggling.
“You don’t really mean that.” He reached between my legs and pressed my little bullet vibe into me.
“We have to get ready. I told Casey we’d go out with her tonight. You said you wanted to come. I…” A tiny gasp escaped from my lips as Victor turned the vibe on. I wanted to protest. Honestly, I did…
“Right now, I want you to cum, kitten.” I felt his teeth graze the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. Again. Fuck. He rubbed my clit in slow circles. “I want you throbbing for me.”
“Since when do you make the rules?” I leaned back into him, spreading my legs to allow his fingers better access. God, he felt so good. I was already on the edge.
Victor nipped at me and licked away the tiny droplets of blood that formed on my shoulder. “For at least a few hundred years now. But you like my rules, kitten. Don’t deny it. I can taste how badly you want to cum for me already.”
I felt his teeth sink into me again, just a tiny sting at first, than waves of bliss washing over me. I melted into him, my head delightfully fuzzy. It was like being tipsy without the hangover. I usually hated the feeling of losing control, but with him, it was different. Inexplicably, with an ancient vampire I barely knew… I wanted to give him everything.
“Don’t stop,” I tried to say, but it came out as barely a whisper. Victor’s mouth buzzed against me as he moaned into my neck, drinking deeply. Little bursts of magic flew off in every direction, and I didn’t have to open my eyes to know his irises had changed from blue to white. I was getting lightheaded. He rubbed my clit faster, and clicked the vibrator’s setting up to high. I felt like I was going to pass out.
“Victor,” I murmured. It was too much. My eyelids were heavy, and my bedroom was fading away as he drank. I tried to yank on the magical threads that bound us together, to stop him, but I wasn’t sure if I was strong enough. I was definitely going to pass out…
“Cum for me, Summer,” he said, pulling back to hiss the words in my ear. “Cum for me and tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I whispered. The world snapped back into focus and my magic flowed through me as my orgasm pulsed hard against the vibrator and his fingers.
“Good girl. My good girl.” He turned off the vibrator and held me tightly, like he thought I was going to disappear if he let go for a moment. “You’re mine, kitten.”
“Mmm.” All I could do was let out a happy half-moan/half sigh. It felt so good to cuddle in his arms, to forget the rest of the world existed. Just me and my monster. His fingers traced along my arms, across my shoulders, on my neck. I was delicate in his arms. It would be so easy for him to…
“Do you… do you want to be mine? Really?”
I turned to face him on the bed. His eyes were blue again, searching mine with uncharacteristic hesitancy.
“What do you mean?”
“A few days ago I didn’t even know you. And now I want nothing more than to take care of you, keep you close to me, give you everything. But… when I bite someone, it’s just… they become amicable. Perhaps feelings in such a state are less than earnest?”
I grabbed his hand, and brought his fingers to my lips to kiss them while I stared into his eyes. I could still taste myself on them. “My magic does the same thing. So… how do you feel right now? No biting. No magic. Just us. What is it that you want?”
He kissed my forehead. “Please be mine, Summer. Please.”
“Silly vampire,” I said, smiling, “Of course I am. At least until you move on to wherever you were going before I found you at that Halloween party. Now let’s get ready to go out with Casey.”
He smirked down at me. “That vibrator is still inside you, my kitten.”
“Mmmhmm. It is.”
He smiled that terrifying smile that made me melt, jumped out of bed, and pulled on a pair of dark black jeans, sticking the remote control in his pocket. “Leave it there. If I’m going to some dreadfully boring party, I’m going to need something to keep me entertained. Wear that pretty blue dress I saw hanging in your closet?”
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I fiddled with the scarf around my neck and watched Casey dancing, oblivious to the fact that she was the prettiest girl in the room. She always was. Her main suitor, Jackson, was nowhere to be seen, but it was only a matter of time before he’d show up to grab her hips and grind against her. He could smell Casey dancing a mile away.
“She’s not, you know.”
“What?” I turned to Victor, who placed a hand on my hip and handed me a red cup.
“She’s not the prettiest girl in the room.”
I looked down and tried not to smile. “Stop.”
“You’re even prettier when you blush.”
Buzzing suddenly erupted inside of me, and I almost dropped my beer. Victor took a long swig of his own, other hand in his pocket. He watched me, eyes sparkling with laughter.
“What’s wrong, kitten?”
I narrowed my eyes at him in mock annoyance, biting my lip to stop the ridiculous grin that threatened to plaster itself across my stupid face before looking at the floor. “Victor…”
He tilted my chin up and kissed me, and the vibrations switched to a low, thumping rhythm. “You’re mine.”
His eyes flashed white, and for a heartbeat I was worried that he was going to bite me in front of everyone. Fangs would be hard to explain away now that it wasn’t Halloween anymore. Not that I didn’t want it. I wanted it, badly, and I knew he could smell the lust coursing through my veins. Puffs of magic came off me, uncontrolled, sparkling like electric glitter in a cloud around me. I was never so thankful that normal humans couldn’t see it the way I could. The way he could.
I tried to calm my racing heart and subdue my magic. Sometimes, the look of lust in his eyes scared me. I was still new to this. What if I couldn’t stop him next time? I only had so much blood to give. What if he… got too hungry? What if he lost control?
He finished his cup and took mine.
“I’m just holding it for you.”
“Because,” he said with a smile as he whispered in my ear again, “you’re going to go to the bathroom and take off your panties for me. I’ll show you exactly how much control I have.”
My stomach fluttered as I turned and walked to the bathroom, feeling the humming vibrator inside me with every step. I tried to keep my face neutral, but was failing miserably. At least everyone at the party was already drunk and the music was too loud to hear the buzzing.
When I walked back out with my lacy black thong balled up in my hand, Victor was talking to a tall blonde girl in the shortest dress I had ever seen. She was giggling at something he said, and her hand rested on her arm. He flashed her a smile, and brushed her hair off her neck, touching the dainty necklace she was wearing. Waves of jealousy made my stomach flutter in an entirely different way. But he caught my gaze for the briefest moment, and I saw them flash at me.
And then I realized.
He wasn’t flirting with her. He was hunting.
If he really wanted, he could lead her to a dark corner right now. No one would even notice some drunk girl’s slumped body in the corner until morning. This whole party was full of easy targets. He leaned down to whisper something in her ear, and my heart raced as I saw his fangs descend, just a hair’s breath away from her skin. My breath caught in my throat, but he looked at me again and winked, backing away and allowing his smile to return to normal.
She pouted as he made his apologies and walked over to me, holding out his hand. “Is that enough proof of control, kitten?”
“I guess. For now.” I kissed his cheek and slipped my thong to him, hoping no one else noticed, but conscious that the girl was watching us.
“Such a willing participant in my little game.”
“Me or her?”
He raised an eyebrow. “You of course. I don’t play with my food.”
I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck, and he kissed me deeply. The silly blonde snack rolled her eyes at us and walked away.
“Well lucky for you, I like games. More accurately, I like winning.”
“Oh you do, huh?” My thong went into his pocket, and I felt the vibrations intensify as he turned up the controls. “C’mon. Let’s dance. Casey looks lonely out there dancing alone.”
Casey was definitely not lonely. No Jackson yet, but she had a circle of frat boys around her, taking their turns. She let them dance with her, at a distance, as long as they didn’t get too handsy. Jackson was the only one allowed to run his fingers up her sides, pull her in close so she could feel how much he wanted her.
Jackson and… well… me.
As soon as we got on the dance floor, Casey turned away from the mediocre dude bro who was trying to work up the courage to put his hand around her waist. She moved her hips with mine, and turned to lean into me.
“That dress looks soooo hot on you.” She slurred her words, eyelids lazy. Anyone else might think she was just another drunk college girl, but I knew the truth. Casey rarely had more than one beer. She got her buzz from the people around her, the endless attention.
She moved closer, grinding against me with only the thin fabric of our dresses between us, then burst with giggles.
“What’s so funny?”
She spun around, laughing as Victor came up behind me and kissed my neck. “I can feel that. You two!”
My face grew hot, and Victor chuckled and planted a kiss on my cheek. He wrapped his arms around my stomach and pulled me closer to him. “I don’t know know what you’re talking about,” he said, flashing a smile at Casey.
“Mmhmm. Yeah. Sure. What’s in your pocket then, Dracula?”
“Find out, Glinda.”
Casey grinned, and stuck her hand in Victor’s pocket. I almost doubled over as the vibrations suddenly went to max speed, and she laughed. “Your boyfriend mistakes me for a good witch, Summer.”
“Mmmm…hmmm…” They both laughed at my inability to form words.
“Awww… our poor little Summer looks like she might be sick? I don’t know, Drac. Maybe you better find her a room where she can kneel down. I mean lie down.”
It’s official, I thought. My roommate is the worst. And the best.
“Such a good idea. I see why Summer likes you to much.” Victor took my hand and led me down the hall, slipping into one of the unlocked rooms. It was empty, except for some furniture pushed against one wall and a few boxes in the corner. Someone had just moved out. Or was moving in. No matter. They weren’t here. He locked the door behind us and then was on me in the blink of an eye, his lips hard and hungry on mine.
“Victor,” I breathed into the kiss, trying to hold back my orgasm. My entire body was buzzing. “I want to show you my necklace. You seem very interested in necklaces tonight.”
I pulled off my scarf. Underneath, I was wearing a black leather collar. He pushed me to my knees while he teased a finger around my lips.
“Fuck, kitten, do you know how beautiful you are on your knees for me wearing that?” He unzipped his pants slowly as I took two fingers in my mouth and sucked gently, staring up at him. His face contorted, becoming monstrous with long fangs and only slivers of pupils surrounding his white eyes. God, I want you inside me.
“Not yet.” He used his fingers to open my mouth, until I was looking up at him, tongue out. “That’s it, kitten. Stay just like that.”
His voice was terrifying, low and gravely. I whined involuntarily, watching him slowly pull his cock out and bring it to my lips, just barely touching my tongue with the tip.
“You’re going to be a good girl for me, aren’t you,” he said.
“Yes. I’ll be your good girl,” I said, my eyes glued to his. My lips fluttered against him as I spoke.
“Oh fuuuck.” He slowly pushed into my mouth and down my throat, more and more, until I was swallowing his entire length. I fought the urge to gag, breathing deeply through my nose as he slowly pulled out and then thrust in again. He wrapped a hand in my hair, and began thrusting with rhythm, breaking only so I could gasp for air. The vibrations inside me were torture, but I just wanted him down my throat. I needed it. Fuck.
He pulled all the way out, and I tried to grab his hips to pull his cock back into my mouth, but he stopped me. “Fuck, kitten, if you don’t slow down, I’m going to cum right now.”
“Would that be such a bad thing?” I smirked, breathless and wanting more.
“Right now, yes. I want to enjoy you.” He reached down and pulled my dress over my head. “Lace your hands behind your head. Let me see your posture.”
I sat back on my feet and straightened my back and a shiver went up my spine as he circled me, tracing a finger along my body. Victor moved behind me and unclasped my bra. He brushed his fingertips over my nipples. His. “So pretty. But sit up taller. And spread your knees.”
I paused. I was so wet. That little vibrator was going to fall right out. “If I do…”
He reached down and cupped my pussy, pulling me up and using his foot to gently kick my knees apart. “Don’t think. Just obey. And I’ll take care of the rest.”
I stifled a moan as he took hold of the vibrator, pulling it out of me and pressing it firmly against my clit.
“Back straight. Knees apart. That’s my good kitten.” He stroked his cock and used the vibe to circle my clit slowly. “Moan for me. Moan for me, Summer. I know you want to.”
“They’ll hear,” I whined, looking at the door and then back to him.
“Good.” He smiled, all fangs. “Let them hear. I want everyone at this party to know whom you belong. They’ll all know exactly who is in control.”
All at once, he pushed me to my back and lifted my legs over his shoulders. I cried out as he sank into me, still holding the vibrator against my clit.
“Oh fuck. Oh, fuck, Victor. Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.” His cock was angled to hit my g-spot perfectly as he thrust, and I clenched around him.
“Louder,” he growled at me, biting my calf. “And put your hands above your head. I want to watch those gorgeous tits of yours. Those are mine.”
I did as he instructed, my breasts bouncing hard with every thrust. “Right there. Oh god, right there. Oh fuck, Victor. I’m going to… Oh fuck…”
I came hard, an orgasm spasming through me, along with bursts of magic. He didn’t stop. I tried to pull away, but his fingers dug into my hips and he fucked me harder. “Again. Cum for me again. Look into my eyes and cum again, hard, on my cock. I know you want to. I know you want to feel me fill you.”
A strangled moan came from my throat and I closed my eyes. Fuck I want you to cum in me, I thought, knowing he could hear me.
“Look. At. Me.” His voice was inhuman, somewhere between a hiss and a growl. My eyes snapped open and met his. Deadly. Gorgeous. “You’re mine. You’re fucking mine.”
“I’m yours. I’m all yours.”
He thrust hard, and then reached down to pull me up, supporting my back to fuck me mid-air the way only someone with superhuman strength could. I cried out again, screaming his name as I wrapped my legs around him, and he bit my shoulder hard as I came again. This time, I felt him moan and release too, hot spurts inside me, his cock throbbing.
“Oh god,” I sobbed into his neck, wrapping my arms around him as he drank, moaning. Fuck, it felt so good to pour all of my magic into him. A regular human couldn’t take this much. Casey had warned me, too much and I would give some poor guy a heart attack. But Victor was different. He could take it all. He wanted it all. I didn’t care if I passed out, if he drank me completely dry. It was worth it, for this. I was floating, and his arms were around me. I knew he’d keep me safe.
“Shhh…” he said, pulling back. His eyes slowly focused back to normal, and he cupped the side of my face with his hand, wiping away a tear that had rolled down my cheek. His cock was still buried in me, and he tucked my hair behind my ear. “I will always keep you safe. Always. Kitten, you did so well for me.”
He eased out of me and gently set me on the floor, curling up beside me. “I think the entire campus heard how well you did.”
“Oh god. How mortifying.”
“No. How perfect.” He traced along my neck, touching the collar gently. “My perfect kitten.”
I could hear the party still going strong outside the door. “I do not want to go back out there.”
“We don’t have to.” Victor wrapped his arms around me. “Stay here with me.”
I nuzzled his neck. “Whoever owns this room will eventually be back for those boxes. They aren’t going to be happy to find us naked on their floor.”
“Hm. Maybe. Maybe not.”
“What do you mean?”
“This… this is my room, Summer. Those are my boxes.”
I sat up. “What? I thought you were just passing through?”
“I was. I thought this would be an easy way to find a quick Halloween snack on my way back to New Orleans. But I went in yesterday and enrolled here. I could always use another degree. And it barely took any persuading at all to get this room.” He shrugged and smiled at me.
“So you’re staying?” My eyes widened.
“Oh, Victor!” I threw my arms around his neck. I hadn’t realized how much I wanted him to stay until this moment.
“Besides, you’re forgetting something, kitten,” he said with a laugh.
“Oh? What’s that?”
“You went vampire hunting for a reason on Halloween, didn’t you? Some kind of big spell you’re working on, I’m assuming. You need me.”
I pulled back. “You know about that?”
“I guessed. It’s not every day a witch knowingly goes after a vampire.”
“And that’s… okay with you?”
“Of course. I mean, try not to kill me, whatever you’re cooking up.” He laughed again. “But Summer? Anything you need. I’m yours.”
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