“You feel sadness and pain.” Gregory opened her thighs wider. “And you feel desire, lust, and need.” His fingers opened her pussy showing her gorgeous clit swollen and aroused. Cream coated her slit, and once again Augustus could only marvel at the vampire body. He really didn’t know how they could orgasm but not shed tears. The whole body functions were a mystery to him.
“When your heart was beating your pussy belonged to me, and now your heart is no longer beating, you still belong to me. Nothing has changed. You’re still my woman to do with as I please,” Gregory said.
Augustus had never seen this side of his friend before. There was a dominance lurking in his eyes, a crazed need to show Marianna what possessed him to want her.
“I’m a vampire, Gregory. How could you want me?” Marianna asked. “You don’t even want to be turned into a vampire.”
His gaze turned to him.
“Turn me.” Gregory’s thoughts were clear. The demand and need was present in his actions. All the time they’d discussed turning Gregory into a vampire, Augustus had played on every single one of his doubts. Augustus didn’t miss the sun or walking around in the daylight like he’d made out to Gregory. He’d known his friend loved the sunshine and walking around during the day.
When he sat back and thought over his time as a vampire the only thing he hated was being alone. Having another vampire around threatened their chance of being caught.
Could the three of them make it work together?
Marianna moaned pulling him out of his thoughts. Gregory pressed one finger inside her to the knuckle. She was thrusting against his hand begging for more.
“Please,” she said, whimpering. “I need more.”
He watched Gregory lower his head between her thighs. The sound of his licks turned Augustus on. Marianna turned her gaze to him. Her eyes pleaded for him to do something more. He loosened the knot on his sweat pants and released his cock for her to touch. Marianna gripped him and started fucking the shaft with her palm. He wasn’t afraid to break her. The only weak one in their group was Gregory. He was human and still breakable. Turning him was the only way for their threesome to continue.
She spread his pre-cum all over the tip of the shaft.
“May I suck you?” Marianna asked.
“Yes.” Wrapping the red strands of her hair around his fist, Augustus helped her move into a more comfortable position to take him into her mouth. Gregory moved with her. He watched his friend position himself at her back.
Gregory’s fingers worked her over first, taking her to new heights. Even with Gregory bringing her to orgasm, her lips wrapped around his cock creating a perfect O. Marianna sucked him inside, and Augustus forgot it was her first time. She’d played with Gregory, but she hadn’t sucked him. Her lips were pure sin, and Augustus would gladly go to hell for the feel of her lips wrapped around his cock.
Chapter Ten
Gregory was surprised by the jealousy coursing through him. Early in the day he’d been sure he wasn’t interested in becoming a vampire. Seeing the way Marianna was handling herself he couldn’t help but think he’d be able to do the same. She wasn’t thirsting for blood. To him it looked like Marianna was thirsting for sex. Her pussy was dripping wet. Even with her skin being cold to the touch, her pussy was on fire.
With her lips wrapped around Augustus Gregory got to admire the full heat of her pussy without fear of her being scared. She was smoking hot.
He watched her head bob up and down in Augustus’s lap. The red flames of her hair spread out over Augustus’s thighs.
“She is quite the temptress. I’m starting to wonder if vampires are afflicted with different desires.”
“What do you mean?” Gregory asked, slipping his fingers inside her tight hole. Marianna moaned. The sound she made echoed throughout the room. His cock tightened in his pants. He wanted inside her.
“I was afflicted with blood. My need to fight fought over every other need. In another vampire it could be violence, and in Marianna, her need for sex is showing through.” Augustus chuckled. “Our little virgin needs to fuck.”
Gregory saw the humour in it. “Can you control it?”
“To a point. Marianna may need sex, but I’ve heard sex is a lot easier to control than other more violent needs.”
Tearing at his pants, Gregory fisted his shaft before pressing the tip to the entrance of her juicy pussy. “Sex can be violent.”
“Yes, she’s not a violent person. I was created during a time of bloodshed and violence. I adapted to my time, and my needs represented that. Marianna was aroused, and she’d been denied sex for so long. All of the other people I’ve changed were from the same or similar backgrounds. They were used to violence. I wonder if I’ve been picking the wrong people to make my own.”