Kylar

Charlie’s whole body trembled with her orgasm, knees weak as she leaned against the wall, trusting him to keep her upright as he worked her through it. She whined as Kylar pulled away, but she barely had time to even look down at him before he was standing and was on her again, kissing her hard, letting her taste herself on his tongue and she moaned against it, kissing him back eagerly. Kylar’s arms wound around her, lifting her effortlessly off he ground and Charlie responded in kind, legs wrapping around his waist and barely seconds later he was positioning himself and thrusting into her, making her break the kiss as she cried out loudly, her head falling back against the wall.

“Kylar–” She was shaking, still coming down from the first orgasm, still sensitive but he was relentless, his fingers gripping at her hard enough to bruise–bruises she actually wanted. 

Say always. The words made her breath hitch but her arms tightened around him, her head spinning. “A-Always.” She panted, her head coming forward, pressing her forehead to his. “I’m yours, i’m yours. Always, I’m yours.” She leaned up, pressing her lips to his again as she said it, panting the words against his lips.

Kylar knew in that moment that his feelings for Charlie went far deeper than simply sex and hidden kisses. There was so much about her that completed things for him, gave him a hope when there was none available. She’d given herself to him and he’d done the same to her, without realizing he was doing so. She’d brought a sliver of light inside him and as she whispered ‘Always’, Kylar knew then how deep his emotions ran and, even more than that, how much he wanted to say the words he’d never spoken to anyone in his life.

“Sometimes people don’t but there is that thrill when you can get it too,” she said smiling but with a slight shrug too.  “Not that walking isn’t nice, when the weather is good or the park isn’t too crowded.  Plus there is a small, tiny measure of free space and open road that you can’t find anywhere else.”

“It’s okay to not be fine.” She told him softly, fighting the urge to touch him – even just as simple as stroking his hair. “I mean, I understand. Not wanting to show anyone that you aren’t…” Evie drifted away in a memory for a brief moment before snapping back to attention, “But keeping your walls up all the time gets exhausting. I’m not your enemy. I just want to help.” 

“You’re very lucky you weren’t caught” The wolf chuckled. glad tha humans had at least found some way around their harsh system. It was almost reassuring for her.  “And what’s saying that won’t happen? You never know with these things which is why I always say never say never. I never expected to have babies and look at me, I have lots and now two new ones. We can’t ever predict what the future holds and who knows if you both end up claimed, you’ll be able to see each other too. Do you think it helps by staying with the pessimism, I understand that your life is extremely difficult- but don’t you want to just enjoy a little thing to make the days more worthwhile?” she offered.

Katherine smiled, from how this started and with him calling her a bitch, she expected a bigger reluctance from him, it was nice to know that he wasn’t stupid at least. She applied pressure on him finger easily breaking it. “That wasn’t so difficult was it?” She asked. “Now beg me to feed from you.” She said letting go of his hand, it was a clean work, the bone didn’t break the skin, and with the proper healing it would be good as new in a few minutes.

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Sean did not understand why someone like the princess would want to know him better, but he decided not to ask since it would be very rude, he already had tested his luck asking her to go straight to the point, and since she was a royal he knew he couldn’t push further than that. Sean smirked at her. “Of course, your highness, as a blood knight I’m at your disposal, and I will gladly deal with any slave that disrespected you.”

Everything about him was so polite, so proper. She couldn’t imagine his more vicious side, but she knew it existed. He reminded her a bit of herself, always putting on a respectful facade to hide the sadist beast within. “Good,” she nodded, getting up and bringing her glass with her. She guided him into her bedroom, where, as mentioned, a slave was restrained with the chains in her ceiling, on his knees with his face facing towards the wall. “This is him,” she gestured to Sean, before speaking up to the slave. “I trust you’ve had time to think over your attitude?”

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Kylar had no idea what was happening or why he’d been brought here this time, considering he hadn’t crossed anyone’s path in a while. But he’d been dragged, fighting the entire time and was held still with the chains, unable to do much with everything that was happening. He glared up at the woman when she spoke, wanting to spit at her, but knew better than that. “Yes,” he whispered, seething against her cool demeanor. He glanced towards the other vampire, uncertain what was going to happen, but knew without a doubt that he didn’t want it. “What the fuck,” he hissed, glancing around in confusion.

“Okay, well the fact that you’re together a lot is a start. Wolves do the same, sometimes it’s all just about being able to feel the other person” she suggested, hoping it was something that offered that bit more comfort. “So, it’s definitely spiritual is what I’m hearing. The way you describe it is how a wolf would describe it” she pointed out. “And you’re so set on that idea? Because these things have a habit of trying to figure themselves out. But you also don’t need to overthink the future, but rather enjoy what you have right now and make it what it’s worth in the moment. No one can predict the future anyway”

Caspar could feel himself getting impatient at the other, his eyebrow rising at him. “No no, take your time” He hissed sarcastically, narrowing his eyes snapping out his fangs in warning. The vampire relaxed back into his seat when Kylar finally began to do as was expected. Caspar watched curiously as the other got to what he was doing- not at all missing the tear that rolled down his cheek “I’d put a little more enthusiasm into things, before I set the pace…” He pointed out again, flicking his wrist to look at his Rolex only then giving a little hiss of pleasure.

Charlie groaned quietly as he moved his mouth onto her, making her shudder hard. Her knees were trembling in no time, buckling a bit as she leaned more heavily against the wall and with her head tipped back and her eyes closed she just let herself feel, torn between focusing on his fingers or his mouth. His other hand was moving them, trailing up her body until his fingers gripped over one of her breasts and she trembled again under him, feeling her orgasm quickly building low in her belly, making her insides twist with heat.

“K..Ky..” she panted, unable to keep still at that point, her hips grinding against his mouth and her fingers in his hair, twisted, tugging him in closer. Mine. That word always reverberated through her and, made everything more intense and with just a few more thrusts of his fingers inside her, Charlie felt her orgasm hitting her hard, making her knees buckle and her body shake as fluids gushed out of her.

There was so much noise inside his head all the time, but with Charlie, it was as though it silenced everything. She took away all the evil and vile things the vampires did, and how often he was getting punished. Just a few moments with her, and it was as though it’d never happened. She made him feel light and almost happy, content with their hours together, hidden away from all they had to face daily. And now, having her like this for him, he never wanted anything more, never wanted anyone more.

David walked slowly to the slave who clearly didn’t know who he was or he was just too stupid to obey, either was a good possibility in his mind. It wasn’t the refusal though, it was the lack of manners and addressing him properly. “Excuse me? You might want to rephrase that.” He said while his eyes glanced aside at the trash can, standing in front of the slave he pushed his chin up to have the slave look up at him. “Trash cleaning up trash, you should put yourself in there.” 

“I’m sure you don’t need any further instruction” He stated simply, sitting himself back and undoing his belt, before only gesturing for the human to get started “I don’t like to be kept waiting and the longer I have to wait, the more that I’ll choke you. It won’t be at all pleasant.” 

his expression made her glad that she’d chosen him. well, that he’d been chosen and brought to her. and it also made her glad that she’d kept her little home away from home. her … extracurricular activities wouldn’t be welcome in the ackerman household. ❝ to play. don’t worry, i’ll make sure you’re good as new when you leave. ❞ and she would, but she would get her pound of flesh before then. maybe more. running the blade along his cheek, she couldn’t help the vicious smile stretching her full lips. ❝ what should we do first? ❞ humming thoughtfully, she ran her free hand through his hair. ❝ any fears? and i’ll know if you lie. ❞

“Here, you keep the towel okay? I’ll be right back with ice.” She lightly pressed the towel into his hands before rising up and glancing around to figure out what she could do. Soon enough she returned with a small baggie of ice, and a bottle of water. Easing herself down beside him, she studied him once more. “I figured maybe the water would help too. Maybe wrap the ice in the towel so it’s not too cold on you?” Eve suggested, “How’s your head going?”