Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Chapter 401: Recompense {R-18}

Two minutes into Arlette’s fellatio and Caius was starting to think he’d have to accept that being lifted inches off the bed by the sheer suction force of her mouth around his rod was the norm.

It certainly felt like it.

He reached out and managed to place his hand on Arlette’s head and once there, it took additional effort on his part to entwine his fingers in her hair for some grip. Grip that he didn’t really do anything with.

He would never dream of pulling her off his rod. His entire body was wracked with intense pleasure because of it.

He also didn’t want to pull her down to force even more of his cock into her mouth. He was enjoying this precisely because it was how she wanted to do it. He didn’t want to do anything to change that.

Eventually, his ass flopped back on the bed because Arlette reduced her suckling force. But as it turned out, she only did it to give herself the ability to keep feeding herself more inches of the rod. When the head touched the end of her throat and sought to trigger her gag reflex, Arlette resumed the intense suckling.

"Fuck!" Caius cried out.

Her actions had taken him by surprise. When she stopped the intense suckling, he had let himself relax and now that it resumed, with even more suction force than earlier, he didn’t have the time to summon his self-control.

With a hip thrust that shoved his dickhead into Arlette’s gullet, Caius tightened his grip in her hair and began to climax. His balls grew taut in Arlette’s hands and she grabbed them just a bit harder as though to squeeze out all they had produced into her mouth.

As she did this, Arlette rolled her eyes upward until she was looking at Caius’s face. And when he looked down, he knew there and then that it hadn’t been a coincidence. Arlette had lulled into a sense of relaxation in which his incredible self-control could slip, and she could bypass the hassle and get what she wanted.

Her mouth was so wrapped tight around the rod that she couldn’t quite smile around it, but the look in her eyes was a smirky one. She knew Caius had realized what her plan had been and she was proud that she had gotten away with it.

Caius’s seed was thick and warm just as Arlette remembered. And to her taste buds, it was like having her favorite meal once again. The way it slid down her gullet got her so heady with pleasure that her eyes rolled up into the back of her head.

Arlette felt as if she had been pulled from the material plane into a world where pleasure alone existed. A world where every thump she could feel in Caius’s rod in her hand—thumps so rhythmic, it was as though the rod had its own heartbeat—sought to draw her in even deeper.

And she let it. In this world, everything that was pleasure-related was heightened and anything that wasn’t was muted. No worries made it here. No concern of being overheard. All that mattered was that she had made Caius feel good and it had in turn made her feel good.

As for Caius, with one hand still in Arlette’s hair, he decided he needed even more anchoring and so he placed his other hand on Arlette’s head. And with two hands having grips of her hair, he pulled her down onto his rod. While earlier he had been very content with her pace, now, in the throes of pleasure and gripped by intense thrills, he needed more.

Plus, a lot of his actions weren’t even voluntary. He had let himself go into the feeling of pleasure and it was directing his actions a lot more than conscious thought.

While she had greater physical strength, Arlette didn’t resist Caius’s pull. She let him pull her down and feed her with more of his cock and then she began to contract her throat around him to keep milking him of every bit of cum he had to give.

Oh, how much she craved this.

When the force of Caius’s climax began to wane, Arlette pulled back until only the head was inside her mouth so she could collect all that was left to get and savor the taste as she swallowed as slowly as she could. One tiny gulp after another.

When Caius’s release was totally at an end, he took both his hands off her head and propped himself up with his elbows to give himself a good view of her face.

Arlette took her time pulling her mouth off the rod. She wrapped her lips tight around the stem and within that tight seal, she had her tongue licking all over it as she slowly retracted before finally releasing the organ from her mouth with a clear *pop* sound.

Then she placed her face beside the rod and looked up at Caius, smiling at him as she stroked him slowly at first. And then, she went faster. With the dexterous manner in which her wrist moved, it became clear to Caius very quickly that she wasn’t trying to help him ride out the vestiges of orgasmic thrill.

No, her strokes had more purpose than that.

Arlette’s smile became a smirk. It was as though she could see that he had seen what she was planning and that only encouraged her all the more to do it. Her stroking speed picked up and got so intense that Caius couldn’t help the deep groan that left his lips as his ass was lifted off the bed once again.

Caius was still sensitive after his climax so when Arlette wrapped her lips around his cock and kick-started yet another intense fellatio, he gave up on any thoughts of holding back.

The climax was sure to come. Caius knew he couldn’t enforce his self-control at the moment. With Arlette taking advantage of his sensitivity, his ever-productive balls and his ever-hard rod were sure to give Arlette what she was so clearly after.

This climax didn’t take as long as the last which was saying something because the one that came before hadn’t taken all that long either.

Arlette’s strokes glided across the length of the rod so fast that her hand began to blur. There was more than enough lubrication thanks to her saliva and before long, Caius’s balls were getting taut.

With her hand still cradling his balls, Arlette sensed this but she didn’t gobble up the rod. At least not yet. She just took her hand off his balls so she could use both of her hands to stroke the long, girthy, and intimidating rod. Her eyes were so focused as she waited for the noticeable change on the organ that would tell her the moment had arrived.

That change came in the form of Caius’s already imposing size swelling an inch or two and instantly, Arlette surged forward and wrapped her mouth around the rod to collect all that Caius had to give the very next second.

One might think, as his second climax of the day, and so quick after the first, that the volume of Caius’s discharge would have reduced. On the contrary, Arlette confirmed it had actually increased.

She had to work extra hard and swallow extra fast to keep up with the content. Eventually, she simply shoved the head down her throat so the cum could just slide down her gullet.

And she was back in the realm of pleasure.

Caius’s moans and groans, interspersed with the occasional growls, were very clear in her ears and sent her into a state of euphoria.

Her pussy tingled with need and the pleasure she gleaned from performing this act on Caius wasn’t enough to sate her own desires but she held off on that. In fact, she could only imagine how great it would be to get her need to its very limit and then satisfy it by deliciously spearing herself on the organ she currently had in her mouth, feeding her some delicious man-batter.

And speaking of that thick, warm wonder she had been feeding herself with for minutes, its supply was finally starting to wane. Again.

Caius couldn’t even keep his hands on her head anymore and just lay spread-eagled. He felt tapped out and also felt like he still had a lot more to give. It was strange having those two feelings together. It confused him but also fed into the delight of the moment.

After all, what feels more exciting than the unknown?

"Oh God," Caius said as he noticed Arlette still had his cock in her hand. Her eyes were hungry and she seemed far from satisfied.

He opened his mouth to maybe suggest some rest but the Alchemy Professor was already sucking on him again and stroking on the part of the organ that was still outside her mouth.

As Caius lay there, feeling his rod twitch with delight to give more and his balls working to keep up the supply of seeds to satisfy Arlette’s demand, he couldn’t help but feel this might be recompense—pleasurable, spine-tingling recompense—for all those multiple orgasms he was guilty of inducing.