THE ROUGH MATING OF A VAMPIRE (The Vampire Coalition: A Short Prelude) (2 page)

He began to recite a ritual speech in his native tongue. She didn't understand the language, but she knew he was saying the words that would bind them together for eternity.

As the words trailed off, he lifted his right hand. It bore the mark of an eagle in flight on his palm. Kristin had the exact same marking on her lower back, just above her left buttock. He lowered the marking to hers, pressing them firmly together.

Oh Christ!
It burned. She arched her back as what felt like hot lava entered her veins. It cooled...but only a little. She felt like her entire body was burning up. It was the unbending of souls, Adare's soul freeing itself, both of their souls awakening. They were tearing in half and fusing.

Kristin's body writhed, the sensation both sensual and painful. It didn't last more than a minute, but she lost any sense of time. She could visualize in her mind what was happening in her body. She saw their combined souls form, Adare's moving through her mark and entering his body through his.

His body jerked, accepting what he had been missing since birth.

Kristin's soul settled and she was left with only the heat, the desire to merge with her mate. She had always been the keeper of both souls combined, and although it was somewhat different, the change didn’t enflame her as it did Adare.

She watched him as his eyes gleamed red. His newly gained soul was lost, not certain where to settle, wandering aimlessly through his body. It was restless and unsettled…and so was Adare.

His eyes speared her, glowing crimson as he gasped a handful of her hair and pulled her mouth to his. It was a kiss of pure possession. His mouth was rough on hers as his tongue speared through her lips.

Kristin relished it, allowing him entrance, swirling her tongue with his. Her primitive need matched his. She needed him to possess her, take her. Her arms wrapped around him, scoring his back with her nails from her tight grip.

Adare ripped his mouth from hers, panting. "Free my cock."

She fell to her knees, wanting to please him. She reached for the leather ties at his hips.

He grasped her hands roughly. "With your teeth."

Oh God
. Her pussy flooded. That growling, commanding tone nearly undid her.

She grabbed the first tie with her teeth and pulled it loose. His cock was bulging, straining at the leather. It was enormous anyway, but right now it was completely engorged, pulsating with the compulsion to be unencumbered, to take her. She freed the other tie with her mouth and teeth, pulling the material away as the ties separated. It resisted, as the leather string pulled through his rock hard ass cheeks and then she liberated his cock, pulling the cloth free and dropping it on the floor.

His member sprang forth, swollen and needy. She licked her lips, wanting to taste him.

He grasped her hair, pulling her face to his gigantic cock. "Suck me. Suck me hard."

She reached for him, but he held back her hands. "Only with your mouth."

She willingly wrapped her lips around the head, licking the drops of moisture that leaked from the tip as she took him into her mouth. Her mouth and tongue started with the gentle caress he usually liked, but it obviously wasn't what he wanted today. He grabbed her head roughly and started fucking her mouth hard.

Kristin nearly choked as he pumped himself in and out of her moist, hot lips. She could hear him snarling as he rammed himself deeper into the hot depths.

He was so large, so swollen. She wanted him inside her, but she also wanted him to come. She wanted to feel his release, swallow it into herself.

Adare's wild abandon was making her insane. She wanted him to fuck her hard and fast.
No mercy.

He was erotically using her mouth, almost choking her with his cock, but she didn't care. She wanted him to consume her and she needed to devour him.

Her lips sealed harder to provide more suction. He pumped into her mouth harder, faster, holding her head firmly, fucking her mouth furiously.

She moaned around him. His animalistic need rose up inside her, filling her with nearly painful lust and longing that felt like she could never be sated.

He continued to piston through her lips at a speed no normal man could manage. He may not have control of his magic at the moment, but he still had the strength and endurance of an immortal. She and Adare had experienced many blood exchanges. It increased her strength, made her strong enough to endure amorous adventures with an immortal. She wouldn’t be entirely one of his kind after the ceremony was complete…but she would be close. She would only lack the born vampire’s magic.

Kristin wanted to purr as she heard his tortured grunts. She could tell he was going to come. She anticipated his spurting stream and he gave it to her, flooding her tongue with his essence. He gripped her head hard as he emptied, his cock pulsating. She swallowed the hot fluid and licked his cock clean. His seed tasted like Adare and she wanted more, needed more of her mate.

Adare picked her up and climbed the steps to the bed. She could see his eyes now, and they still glowed a deep, turbulent red. His carnal needs called to her and she felt the wildness in her soul and longed for him to take her…as hard, as hot and wild as he needed.

He tossed her onto the bed and Kristin bounced lightly as her ass hit the silken cover. He reached for a pair of restraints that dangled from the massive headboard and secured her arms tightly.

Kristin tugged at the restraints, loving the feel of them binding her, leaving her at Adare’s mercy. She trusted him completely, even if he was in the thrall of the mating ritual.

"You will come for me, now." Adare's low, husky voice wasn't asking. He was demanding.

Kristin had no doubt she would climax. She was so aroused that she felt as if she would explode with a simple touch.

"Yes, Adare. I will." Her reply came out as a moan, not certain how much more she could take. Her body was on fire, her pussy flooded. She need to orgasm so badly that she was squirming, needing his touch as she yanked at her bonds.

His mouth and hands attacked her breasts, pinching and nipping, taking possession. The combination of pleasure and pain had her rotating her hips, trying to grind her pelvis into his.

He moved down her body, rotating her to her side. He smacked her ass as he held her on her side. "You will come while I eat your pussy. I will make you orgasm. Do you understand?"

Kristin gasped as he smacked her ass hard, punishing her for trying to hurry her orgasm. She had never experienced him quite this dominant, but she knew his mating instincts were driving him, controlling him. He needed to master her.
And God…how she wanted to be mastered.

"Yes, Adare," she tried to soothe him as her ass burned from his punishment. She had needed to hold back as he was spanking her, the stimulation almost making her climax.

He rolled her onto her back and shoved her legs apart. He stretched her wide, opening her to expose her vulnerable, glistening pussy. He bent her legs up toward her body, opening her completely. Kristen knew she was wet. She could feel herself dripping, trickles of dew running down her ass cheeks.

"You want me to lick your pussy? Make you come?" His voice was low and seductive.

"Yes, Adare, please. I need you," she squirmed, needing to feel his mouth on her. She was trembling with the need to climax, her arousal needing to be sated.

Adare buried his head between her legs, licking up her juices, roughly caressing her folds with his tongue.

Oh God
. His mouth felt so good. She moaned as he ravaged her, his mouth and tongue sliding through her juices, swallowing them. He was branding her with his hot, sexy mouth. His tongue laved roughly over her clit, abrading, stimulating.

Kristen nearly lost her mind. As he continued his relentless assault on her clit, he slid two fingers into her wanting channel, filling her with his fingers. He buried them hard and deep, bringing Kristin's hips up as she arched toward the pleasure. As he added a third finger, filling her to capacity, she felt her gut clench.

"Oh yes, Adare. Fuck me. Please give me your tongue. I need you." She was panting and moaning mindlessly as his finger fucked her hard and deep, his tongue continued its rough caress, flicking wildly over her naked clit.

Her orgasm gripped her body so hard that she felt like she was imploding. The spasms ripped through her body like a squeezing vise and refused to let go. One climax washed into another until she didn't know where one ended and the next began. Adare worked her without cease, causing her orgasms to continue.

Adare was like a man obsessed. She felt his harsh groans against her clit. His need to satisfy her had taken control. She lay there, her arms restrained, helpless to do anything but ride the waves of pleasure that kept crashing over her body at the relentless assault of his fiery tongue and thrusting fingers. Over and over. Harder and harder.

Kristin didn't know how many times she had climaxed. Her pussy was nearly numb by the time he slid up her body, and her chest was heaving, gasping for oxygen for her starving lungs.

She looked into his eyes. They were still burning with rampant desire. "Adare," she whispered his name, unable to speak. She was breathless and spent, but her body still craved him.

"I need to fuck you." His voice was harsh and raspy. "I need to fuck you hard and fast. You’re mine, Kristin. Forever. The witnesses will watch while I take you. They will know that you are mine."

He released the restraints and flipped her body over. He fastened them again, tighter.

"Beg me to fuck you. Tell me you belong to me. Let all of the witnesses hear you." He slapped her ass as he pulled it up and spread her legs.

Kristen moaned as his hand smacked her heated ass. She was soaking again, even after he had just licked her clean. She had to have his cock take her. "I am yours, Adare. Only yours. I belong to you." Her voice was raised and strong. "Please fuck me. Please. I need it."

She had nearly forgotten about the viewers. The thought that they were watching Adare claim her was almost painfully arousing. She wondered what they were doing. Were the couples aroused, stroking each other to release? Were the young vampires pumping on their cocks?

She knew Adare was staking his claim, branding her. She could feel his soul burning to possess her completely….and she burned to be possessed. She wanted Adare like no other. She would always want him. Their souls were combined.

He was hot and hard as he entered her, filling her completely, stretching her. She still wasn't completely used to his girth and size.

Oh God. The stretching felt so good. The walls of her channel clenched firmly around his painfully engorged cock. She needed him to fuck her, take her deep and hot. She panted with need as she bucked against her restraints, wishing she could touch him.

He didn't start slow and easy. He slammed into her hard, buried to his balls. He gripped her hips, pulling her to meet his brutal thrusts. The hard strokes were aggressive and wild. He pounded into her, pumping hard and deep.

She could hear him grunting and groaning as he pummeled her.

Her whole being was consumed by him as she rammed backwards to impale herself onto him, writhing and moaning his name.

The only sounds in the room were the smacking of skin and their sounds of agony and ecstasy. She could hear him slapping against her wetness as his thrusts drove home. Again and again.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. His teeth sank into her neck without prelude or warning, jolting her body into a trance-like state of bliss.

Kristin barely noticed the first piercing pain before she was flooded with sensual pleasure. She experienced the same pleasure from his bite as he did in drinking from her.

She was stunned when sharp fangs erupted from her gums, her reciprocal need to consume Adare, feral in the extreme. The hand holding her hair came forward and he offered his wrist. She didn't hesitate, burying her fangs into his flesh, feeling his essence explode in her mouth. She fed from him greedily, loving the bonds that she felt entwining between them. The experience of feeding was erotic, his warm essence firing her body, while his forceful movements within her eager channel nearly drove her insane.

Adare removed his teeth from her neck and pulled his wrist away. He ran his fingers over her neck, stopping the bleeding and then stopped his own.

Kristin could feel his body tensing as he lifted her hips and pulled her back hard to meet his slamming strokes. Harder....faster...and faster still. Harder...harder...until she thought she would split apart.

“Mine,” he snarled with every thrust of his hips.

She heard his agonized howl just as her orgasm ripped through her. Her muscular walls seized his cock and milked him, clenching hard around his cock as she broke apart completely. Kristin moaned, his name on her lips sounding like a chant, over and over, as they both found their release.

“Adare, Adare, Adare.”

She trembled and shook, her orgasm rocking her body. She could feel his hot release flooding her womb as he held her hips tightly to his, her spasms massaging his cock.

She felt their souls shifting and knew his had found its place. He released her arms and she fell to the bed, a panting, writhing mess. She sucked in oxygen, trying to will her body to move, but she was completely spent.