The Call

[therufus]

"Hmm.. I was thinking of asking you come stay with me at my home in Russia for a while."

He smiles at her as the hot water washes down her naked body.

 

[AngelofDeath]

"Russia, hmm? Its been awhile." Rayven tried not to drop her soap as she washed. She hadn't expected him to say that, but it was welcomed. "I would like that. I'm sure you could keep me warm on those cold winter nights."

 

[therufus]

He kisses her fully on the lips and hugs her wet body into his.

"You make me a very happy vampire Rayven."

 

[AngelofDeath]

She growled playfully and said, "Stop that or we will never get out of here." Stepping from the shower Rayven purred, "Get clean." She walked naked back into the hotel room and picked up the phone to dial Constance's room.

 

[therufus]

Dimitre quickly cleaned himself up and steps out of the shower. He dries himself off and walk back in the room to get changed

 

[Mistress Silver]

Demos sighs as he feels her fangs jab into his neck. The pain is minimal, and the passion is beyond words. He thrusts harder into her, feeling a conection start to draw tight between them. A connection of blood, lust, and love. When she places her finger to his mouth he accepts it tenderly, his long tongue wrapping around her digit and tasting her sweet nectar. Almost as an afterthought he nicks her finger with one his fangs, enjoying the combined taste of her blood, and passion.

His pace becomes something more feral at the blood. It unlocking the beast that was seen only briefly the nigt before. His claws extend, remarking her from the night before. His voice a throaty growl he speaks, his pace never faltering.

"You are like the sweetest wine my mate. I shall have to savor you further later."

One hand moves from their bucking hips to gently carress their joining.

I feel his sharp tooth easily part my skin as gently as the kiss of a razor blade. By the sheer look of rapture that has transformed his gorgeous bestial face I am able to tell that he is as addicted to my blood as I am addicted to his. The the first small drop of blood that is eagerly sipped from my skin I feel our joined bodies begin to dance to a new rhythm. The beat is the pulsing waves of passion that ravish our bodies and will forever bind us in the form of a physical lust for the other's body.

His dagger-like nails bite easily through the flesh of my thighs as he marks me once again as his. The pain is an exquisite fire that sears my nerves and bludgeons my senses.

His voice is that of a throaty growl as he speaks, "You are like the sweetest wine my mate. I shall have to savor you further later."

Before I can offer him my most anticipating reply his fingers play across the lush fold of my moist femininity and all logical thought process abandons me to the sheer magnitude of the caress. My back arches, my body shivers, and my velvet muscles vice around thick shaft.

"Demos, I am your's to do with as you please! My love is your's if that means anything to you..." my voice trails of and is replaced by a sigh of contentment.

His phallus continues to drive my passion as he strokes his full length into my receptive body. I wrap my legs around him and realize that with our mating, that water is churning restlessly as if the liquid too has become caught in our world.

My breaths shorten into gasping pants as I feel the dawning of an approaching orgasm. My nipples tingle excited and the feeling travels from my breasts to my stomach to my hot core.

"Tell me you are here with me, feeling this as intensely as I am," I moan almost unintelligibly.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Demos growls low at at the question, his pace increasing by the moment. His rough tongue slides gently over her lips, tasting the salt of her exertions.

Her velvet muscles cry out for him give her his seed, but he is not ready, not yet, though he grows closer by the moment.

He is not used to women who wish to speak during the mating(most simply scream in pain and ecstasy from his barbed manhood until they collapse, or faint, or die.) But he will do his best.


"I am as much your as you are mine Constance. I can feel my blood as it beats through your body. I smell the musk of your sex. the driving beat of your heart serenades me. The touch of your silken skin is like the finest of cloth. Your eyes are like twin fires that ignite my soul. If we are given a thousand years for this one joining, it shall not be enough to sate me of you."

For him it is a long speech, and far more flowery than he would pref, but the words he speaks bear the ring of truth.

His hand continues its slow carress of her womanhood, enjoying the silken feel of her folds.

 

[Mistress Silver]

My body shudders with feminine delight and my silken walls clutch desperately at his phallus as an orgasm approaches. A strong wave of pleasure robs me of my humanity and I bend forward suddenly and rip into his neck with my fangs. I drink greedily at the thick hot liquid that sustains his body. My hands grip his body with an ancient strength and his bones stress under the strength, but they do not snap as an other's bones might.

I pound myself onto his thick manhood, grunting around his bloody neck as I feel his barbed flesh rip into my sensitive inner muscles. I feel blood pour from my body to coat his sex and taint the bath water.

I hear the phone ringing, but I am too far gone with the passion and glorious taste of my mate's blood.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Demos cries out with a snarl at her fangs, and his hand at her gate responds in kind, pinching her nub painfully, the response brings a fulll fledged to his lips, which undoubtly is heard throughout the building. He does not care. The ecstasy of their joining has suddenly become too much, as he pounds into her one last time, before filling his willing mate with his seed.

 

[therufus]

She growled playfully and said, "Stop that or we will never get out of here." Stepping from the shower Rayven purred, "Get clean." She walked naked back into the hotel room and picked up the phone to dial Constance's room.

"No one there?"

 

[AngelofDeath]

"More likely they are still fucking." Setting the phone down she looked at him and with a wicked smile, "LEt's go bug them. They have eternity to screw."

 

[therufus]

"Sounds good to me babe."

He puts on his coat and starts for the door.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Raven took the few seconds to put on something that wasn't blood covered and then headed for the elevator. Waiting Dimitre to enter she pushed the button and sat back.

 

[therufus]

"This is going to be very funny."

Dimitre is already fighting back a smile.x

 

[AngelofDeath]

Walking into Constance's room Raven called out, "Ohhhh Conny, Demos." The air was thick with pheromons, there was no mistakes as to what had happend the night before. She could see the blood, cum and scratch marks in the couch.

 

[therufus]

"Hmm looks like they had fun last night."

This is the first time that Dimitre has ever seen her place such a mess like this.

 

[AngelofDeath]

"yeah, guess her butler hasn't had time to clean yet." She sensed wehre they were and sent a message to them both, 'Hate to disturb you but, we do have business remember?'

 

[Mistress Silver]

My body spasms at the intensity of the orgasm and I am forced to relinquish his blood. I scream with abandoned as Demos rams himself into me, bringing himself over the edge and very easily taking me with him. I feel his head of his manhood swell and delight as his hot semen bursts from his body into my womb and I feel my own release coat his thick length with satin juices.

I repeatedly whisper his name with the reverence due to a god, my lover deserves nothing less. My body is limp, boneless, and rests pliantly against his. My inner muscles still tremble around him.

I force my eyes open to meet his with a satiated smile. My eyes stray to the bloody wound at his neck and I wince. My fingers gingerly touch it as I say, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

 

[Demos Straxus]

Demos held her to him, and stroked her cheek softly, his own smile a mirror of hers, his bestial nature creating a slight purring sound in the aftermath. Speaking playfully, he chuckles at her statement.

"It will heal Constance, but I do expect some recompense when we hunt."

Demos stiffened slightly upon hearing Raven's message, and then snarled tiredly. He was enjoying this little bath far too much, but being on the council had certain responsabilities. Staring at her he smiled ruefully, knowing she had also recieved the message.

"It seems the others wish to talk. A pity....It has been far too long since I had this good of a bath."

Moving towards his mate, he kissed her tenderly on the lips, and then winked at her.

"We could sneak out the back."

 

[AngelofDeath]

Raven chuckled and sent sensign the other were's anger at being disturbed, 'I am sory my brother, but if Dimitre and I can take time out of mating to deal with business so can you to.'

 

[Demos Straxus]

You and Dimitre both breed like rabbits......We will be out in a few moments.

Demos kissed Constance once more on the lips.

"Come beloved, we must proceed with our responsabilities