Viking Seduction Blood Slave

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down the large vein. He gasped and his dick pulsed. I loved the smell of his musk.
    “Yeah, that’s it,” he moaned. I glanced up to find his eyes closed and a look of pure lusty passion on his face. Watching him, I took him in my mouth. He made that funny grimace guys do when it feels too good.
    “Shit. That’s good, pet.” His hips flexed in a gentle thrust. I took the hint and started working his length in and out, my tongue slurping and exploring all the ridges I could feel. He moaned and sighed, urging me on. He shifted to lean his head against the glass as if he could barely stand. His dick swelled in my mouth and got even harder.
    “Gods, pet, soon, I’m going to come soon.” He tugged at my hair to let me know I could back off. More of his salty, bitter precum covered my tongue. I’d never swallowed before but for him, I’d do it. I sucked him deep. His body grew still and hard.
    “Fuck.” He jerked and his cum filled my mouth. I fought the urge to gag and swallowed, sucking and licking as I did. His cock jerked. He gasped and shoved deeper as he pulsed out the last of his cum. I choked and he pulled back. “Sorry. Damn, pet. I thought you said you weren’t very good at that.” A few more tremors rippled through his body as I gave his dick a last lick. His chest heaved as he slowly came back. I tucked him back inside and zipped up his pants.
    He helped me stand and kissed me hard, then gentler. “Thank you.” His words caressed my lips he spoke so close to them. A shiver of pleasure ran down to my sex. “Would you let me pleasure you now?”
    “I… I don’t think I’m ready for that just yet.” As much as I wanted him, that fear niggled at the back of my mind. That and I still felt just a bit sore here and there.
    He hugged me and kissed the top of my head. “Let me know when you are, Kierra, and I promise I will rock your world -- without having to bite you.”
    His cell rang and he stepped away. “Damn, pet, I have to take this. It’s work.”
    “Work? I thought all vampires were rich playboys.” My lips twitched as I tried to hide my smile.
    He laughed. “No, ’fraid not. Places like this don’t come cheap and I have a feeling my expenses are going to skyrocket.”
    I gave him a wicked grin. “Uh huh. Pets can be very expensive.” I couldn’t help admire his tight ass as it disappeared into what must be his office.
    I wandered about before settling in to watch TV. At least he had cable with pay-per-view and a DVR. An evil chuckle rose in my throat. Oh, yeah, his cable bill at least would be shocking.
    I don’t know what time he finished working. I’d long since gotten bored and headed to bed with Sass curled up by my chest. I slept right through him coming to bed.
    * * *
    I startled awake with Dekker wrapped around me. His hard dick pressed against my ass. “Evening, pet. Sleep well?” His hand caressed my shoulder, reminding my skin how to feel alive. A twinge started in my sex.
    He leaned in close and whispered, “Much as I’d enjoy the warmth of your lovely body, I have to meet Nate.” He heaved a sigh and rolled out of bed. He shot me a look full of mischief and disappeared into his enormous walk in closet.
    I sighed and got up. Sass had left sometime during the night, make that day. I rummaged through my suitcase. I’d have to do laundry soon, Nate hadn’t packed much. Same for the kitchen stuff. Dekker had nothing but a few glasses and Nate brought only a bag of canned and boxed foods, a small box of dishes, a sauce pan and a large fry pan. I started washing the fry pan so I could fix breakfast, even if it was dinner time. A frustrated sigh bubbled up.
    “I get the feeling something’s missing here?” Dekker leaned against the counter watching me like he’d never seen someone wash a pan.
    “Where do I start? You’ve nothing to cook with, and little more to eat it on. I’m out of clean underwear and I don’t like your soap. That’s on top of the slave

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