Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Chapter 400: Such a compliment {R-18}

With her ass in Caius’s hands, Arlette was raised up and down the bedpost her back was pressed up against and on every descent, Caius’s cock got ever deeper within her. Their slobbering kisses were still very much ongoing and the few bits of interruption were when either of the two really couldn’t hold back their moans and groans.

Caius was completely wrapped up in the feeling of Arlette’s insides. That familiar and yet unfamiliar sensation that always had surprises in store for him was doing wonders for his pleasure nerves and he transferred all that into the enthusiasm with which he entangled with Arlette orally.

Minutes passed as he worked his way into her slowly and then finally, he bottomed out. His flesh smacked against hers in a crisp sound that was completely buried by the cry of pleasure Arlette let out as she felt the head of his hard rod hit the very end of her snatch.

Caius buried his face in the crook of her neck then as he reinforced his grip on her ass and began a thrusting rhythm. Every time he tried to lift Arlette, she’d clamp down on him with her muscles so hard that he would hardly be able to move.

Of course, he still managed, and before long, the rhythm of the thrusts was consistent, as were the sounds that escaped Arlette’s lips. Soon, she was leaning against the pole as hard as she could, using it as leverage to increase the intensity of the thrusts.

And then, at some point, she slammed herself onto Caius so hard that he took a couple of steps back. He took his face away from her neck and looked at her face with a raised brow. She shrugged her shoulders in response and then their mouths connected once more as the speeds of the threats picked up once again.

Caius moved them but didn’t press Arlette up against the bedpost again and instead dropped her down on the bed. It was raised quite high so he could remain standing and keep thrusting into her. He pulled Arlette even closer to himself until her ass was practically hanging off the edge of the bed.

Arlette wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even harder into her pussy while raising her ass off the bed in search of some of that leverage she loved so much. Caius’s face lit up with delight as he grabbed her hips and held her in place for her to thrust herself at him.

He watched her breasts bounce atop her chest. The wobbles were enchanting. They drew him in and locked him to stare at her and never look away. He was completely enamored by the hypnotic sways and the few times he looked away from those two perfect orbs, it was to gaze at Arlette’s face.

The smile she gave him. Oh how much his cock raged. It was amazing that Caius still had any blood in his upper body with how much rushed down due to that look.

Despite the sultry smirk, Arlette’s mind was in delicious turmoil. She watched Caius stare at her tits and the look in his eyes—hypnotized and hungry—sent shivers down her spine. It sent tingles to her nether regions and the sensations were already driving her to another climax.

And then there was his face itself. That face of perfection. Looking like it had been chiseled by a god of pleasure all for her benefit. She could never get used to seeing that face. She could never get used to the effects it had on her. And she never wanted to.

"Oh fuck!" Arlette cried out then. Her climax was already wreaking delectable havoc all through her body.

Caius felt the spasms around his cock. He felt the telltale clenching that was equally painful and pleasurable. And finally, of course, he felt himself being dowsed by Arlette’s juices.

He was enjoying that warmth, the tightness, and the delicious sensations of his cock moving in and out of her pussy when Arlette propped herself up on the bed and wrapped an arm around his neck. But she didn’t use it to lift herself even further but instead lay down on her back, pulling him down with her as their lips connected in yet another ardent kiss.

As their tongues tangled and while her climax was still ongoing, Arlette turned them around much to the surprise of Caius. But he certainly didn’t hate it. He wrapped an arm around her waist and cupped her ass while he worked his other hand between their bodies to palm one of her breasts and knead it along with her ass, causing Arlette to rock her body against his while still jerking due to orgasmic spasms.

It felt wonderful.

And it felt even better when Arlette raised herself, now straddling him with her knees on either side of his body as she moved her hips like a dancer, moving his cock this way and that within her snatch.

That didn’t last long though. Once her climax had ended, Arlette slid off Caius’s cock. It stood proudly still, pointing at the ceiling while jerking a few times as it still twitched with a readiness and desire for more.

Arlette grabbed the rod then and immediately gave it a few strokes. With her juices coating it, the movement was smooth and quick. She glided across his member with a ’weeeee’ kind of delight. Like someone enjoying a ride at an amusement park.

The expression on her face wasn’t a serious and studious one. Her eyes sparkled with pure joy and she appeared like she was perfectly at ease. And still, every movement she made with her hand was perfect and practiced.

She had handled Caius’s cock and successfully gotten him to and past the delicious edge of climax so many times that she knew exactly what she had to do. She knew what technique to employ, the right amount of tightness, the speed, as well as the spots that would get him the craziest and see that rod pump out what she craved.

She also knew when to switch things up; When to squeeze hard enough to cause him ache and bring him to that point between pain and pleasure. She knew him so well.

And yet, her heart beat so fast and so hard that one would think she was doing this for the first time. If she were accused of such, Arlette wouldn’t even deny it. Caius felt so new and yet so familiar. Every twitch of his cock in her hand felt like she was experiencing it differently than she had before.

And she leaned into that feeling.

She acted like she was learning him afresh. And as much as muscle memory took over, she hoped she succeeded. Of course, if she had asked Caius, he would have given her a resounding ’Yes’.

Caius lay there, feeling his rod handled and he was all too ready to blow his load. It was taking an immense amount of self-control—almost as much as he needed to tame his Feral Nature—to hold back.

It felt so good. And when Arlette focused on the ridge right underneath the mushroom cap of his rod while at the same time reaching down to his balls to grab and massage them, he could not help but thrust his hips upward.

Arlette grinned at that. And then she changed her position. At first, she had been lying by his side, but now she straddled his legs and arched her back so her ass was raised high that Caius could have a nice, wonderful view of the ample goodness while Arlette got her face close to his cock.

Arlette first took a long whiff of the scent of the rod. It had a manly musk but mostly, it had a sweet perfume kind of scent that she had long associated with Caius. Like literally, it was a smell she hadn’t ever gleaned anywhere else except on Caius. It was unique to him and she was addicted to it.

Arlette smelled herself on the rod as well. She had to admit it smelled great. She could see how and why Caius would enjoy shoving his face up there and gobbling down her juices. She didn’t think it was even a quarter of Caius’s scent or the taste of his cum but really, what could ever be?

In any case, she was delighted that her scent melded so perfectly with Caius’s and didn’t detract from its wonder. She took a couple more whiffs and then took the dickhead into her mouth and her cheeks became sunken immediately because she sucked on it as hard as she possibly could.

"God!" Caius cried out then and his hip thrust was even stronger this time. His ass was more than ten inches clear of the bed and the fact that he stayed there like that, he might just have learned flight.

Or—and even more hot—Arlette’s mouth was what was holding him there.

Speaking of Arlette, her heart gladdened at the sound Caius made. Invoking divinity due to her actions was such a compliment and she accepted it heartily. Letting it spur her on to kick things up a notch.

She had a few notches to go. And she couldn’t wait to show him all of it.