Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Chapter 580: Lost battle **

Zaila dropped a hand and grabbed the edge of her desk so hard that she began to dent the wood. With her other hand, she pulled down the hood the vampire wore over his head, running her hand through his dark hair and gripping his locks with even more strength than he was gripping her hair with.

Zaila felt the vampire stop kneading her breast and before she could wonder why or really stew in the feeling of loss that accompanied the lack of his touch, she heard a ripping sound as one of his claws cut across the front of her shirt.

As the two halves of the shirt fell away, Caius returned his hand to the kneading of one of Zaila’s breasts while also taking his lips off hers to drop down and suckle on her neck. The smell of pine was all over her in a delectable perfume that he was glad to saturate his olfactory senses with. From her neck, Caius went to Zaila’s throat, reverting to human teeth so he could safely ravage her skin.

"Ah..." Zaila moaned and leaned her head back to present her neck even better to the vampire’s machinations. And then, she sucked in breath through gritted teeth as the vampire grabbed one of her nipples with two fingers and pinched down hard.

Zaila rocked her lower half against the vampire’s and when she felt herself get very excited at the hardness she could feel in his groin, she wondered how far was too far before she ground herself even harder against the hardness.

The vampire groaned and the vibrations it caused against her throat charged incredible thrills through Zaila’s body, causing her to grip the edge of her desk even harder as she sought something to anchor herself because she felt herself edging very close to a level of loss-of-control she had never experienced before today.

Caius moved his lips and the ravaging of his human teeth down Zaila’s front until he was letting his tongue out of his mouth to lick around her areola, teasing her with a spiral motion that took his tongue closer to her erect nipple before moving away and then returning to repeat the process over and over again, working up her angst to a feverish pitch.

"Fuck..." Zaila let out a bit of a gasp, using her grip on his hair to move his head and try to convince him to end his teasing by leading him to her nipple herself.

For a minute, she made no progress, and her attempts only seemed to make the vampire all the more eager to continue teasing her.

Zaila felt her lower lips moisten, her juices starting to soak through her panties and the leggings she had on. But when the vampire finally gave her what she wanted, when he claimed her nipple and sucked on it hard, her pussy gushed so hard that the fluid dripped down onto her study floor.

’Embarrassing,’ Zaila shook her head mentally but even in that headspace, she couldn’t muster disappointment at this horny display of hers. There was just too much anticipation for her to be ashamed.

The question ’if it was already this good, how much better could it still become?’ drowned out all else.

And when the vampire bit down on her nipple with undoubtedly human teeth, the question already seemed to get answered; It could get very much better still.

As he bit down, keeping his eyes closed not just to immerse himself in the moment but to hide his eyes which were their human purple color at the time, Caius stroked the tip of the nipple with his tongue with revelry.

As he worked his tongue and teeth on one nipple, Caius kept his finger-pinching grip on the other and also treated the rest of the impressive and delectable mammary with his kneading expertise.

’It’s almost time,’ he thought then.

Having been paying attention to the changes occurring with Zaila’s blood regarding its spike in arousal charge, Caius was keeping tabs on the threshold it needed to reach for him to bring this to a conclusion.

He shifted his lower body and placed his right leg between Zaila’s legs so he could grind his thigh against the dampness in her crotch. The results were immediate;

With Caius’s kneading as well as his teeth on her nipple and his tongue oh so delicate and wonderful in the stroking of her sensitive tip, Zaila was already teetering at the edge of climax. Purposeful pressure by Caius against her crotch—particularly against her clit which was more sensitive than even her nipple—proved to be too much.

As the orgasmic urge hit her, Zaila’s lips spread in a grin.

"Ha, Fuck yes!" She laughed and let the release happen. She let herself feel that relief and welcomed soaking her panties and leggings all the more.

Zaila trembled hard and her spasms allowed her to tap very slightly into the true strength of her Magic Circle as she held on to the vampire so that he kept his position all through her climactic release.

But still, Caius lifted his face off Zaila’s breasts and opened his eyes to reveal they were red once again. He opened his mouth and his fangs gleamed within. Zaila’s head was still leaned back, practically presenting her neck to Caius who did not plan to refuse.

He sank his fangs into her neck and unlike the needlepoint-size marks he had made earlier, he made true fang marks now. The kind he could suck an ample amount of her blood out of.

It tasted even better now with Zaila’s arousal at a relative peak. The scent of pinewood was also more pronounced but in a good way. As Caius drank, he felt something familiar in Zaila’s blood, something he had felt also from Aylin, but he wasn’t surprised.

If the icy blue eyes and grey-white hair hadn’t been enough, the fact that Zaila could use Ice Magic most certainly identified her as a Khione. She had winter in her blood, and it didn’t leave a bad taste. Not in the slightest.

Zaila was so lost to the world around her due to her orgasmic bliss that her study door could have burst open and she wouldn’t have reacted. But just as well, she was so attuned to her body and the vampire’s position against it that, whether she reacted or not, she was aware of every minute change. As such, she knew the moment the vampire left her breast and went for her neck.

When the vampire had bitten her earlier, the pain had been negligible— like a pinch that lasted a fraction of a second. This time, however, the pain was a lot more significant. As such, it should have drawn a sharp cry of pain from her and distracted her from her ongoing orgasmic delight.

So why did she moan instead?

Zaila definitely felt and acknowledged the pain for what it was—her brain hadn’t been reworked to think the pain was anything but pain—it was just that the pain seemed to further her pleasure still.

Even in the haze of orgasm, Zaila’s quick and intelligent mind worked out why this was the case;

For one, the vampire’s machinations had flooded her with so much pleasure that a little pain was not enough to overwrite it.

For another, whatever reservations she might have about vampires had become a lot more tempered the moment she willingly allowed herself to enjoy this ’test’. Every time she kissed him back, every time she ground herself against him, every time she clung tight to him as he worked his mouth and teeth and hands all over her, had prepared her subconsciously to be willing to become a blood bag for him to feed on.

It was all the more significant that she used the word ’blood bag’ to be disparaging to herself and maybe shake some sense into herself but her subconscious tinted it with an amorous flavor.

Trying to feel any detestation for the act of this vampire feeding on her—especially while she was still in the throes of orgasmic pleasure—was akin to fighting a losing battle. The battle was lost the moment she became honest with herself that she wanted this to happen, not to prove he was wrong but rather hoping that he was right.

Caius’s feeding lasted as long as Zaila’s orgasm and when she was finally coming down from her high, Caius tried to pull away. Zaila had a lot of blood, enough that with the little sips he was taking at intervals, he could have continued for an hour without leaving her bloodless, but he felt now was a good time to stop. He had a strong feeling he had proven his point.

Case in point, when he tried to pull away, Zaila pulled him back and kept his fangs in her neck.

As her climax had already ended, Zaila was no longer being accosted by spasms that caused involuntary movement so her pulling Caius and keeping his fangs in her was definitely all her. Even if it could be a subconscious action.

Caius smiled against her skin and then tried again. This time, Zaila allowed him to pull away and the two now looked into each other’s faces— one masked, the other not.

"Well, that’s that then," Caius said, unable to help his smile at the bewildered look on Zaila’s face as he asked,

"So how was that, Captain?"