Gemma

Alaric was much more relaxed after his family left. The cold disregard he had towards me always kept me on edge, but he wasn't as hateful since his brothers came. I was uncertain how long this new disposition would last, but it would be wise to remain on guard. Christian and Alaric didn't fight again, but I wasn't sure why they had fought. Although Christian did enjoy winding Alaric up. After living for hundreds of years, I thought they would have matured enough not to squabble.

Both brothers had been courteous, and I was excited that Damien accepted my offer of assistance in researching his list of artists. Alaric had a vault which contained some of his artwork. It made sense to spread the vast collection of art he had collated over the years into separate locations. If one site were destroyed or burglarised, he wouldn't lose his entire collection. I got more information from the brothers in a few hours than Alaric over the last two days.

"I will show you where you can work," Alaric said as he came through the kitchen doors.

"You cleared the entire garden up?" I said as I stood up and saw all the broken furniture was gone and the debris swept away.

"Yes. You will compile a list of what you need, and Christian can drop them off in a few days."

"What do you mean? A food list?"

"Food, clothing or anything else that you require," he said, walking towards the hallway while gesturing for me to follow him.

We went into a different section of the house, and when he opened the door, I was shocked to see how many computers and laptops he had set up in the massive room.

"I liaise with many people. I have eyes everywhere. We use technology to adjust or erase any vampire sightings or to clear up situations that get out of control," he said. "I will set you up with your own laptop. I suggest you do not communicate with anyone but Damien. You won't like the consequences if you break that rule."

I glanced at the clock because his new disposition lasted almost thirty minutes.

"Yes, Master," I said, practically choking out the word, but it seemed to appease him.

"You've done well these past few days. You're a natural submissive," he said as he seemed to glide towards me.

He held my chin up before brushing the pad of his thumb along my lips.

"What did I say I would do when we got home?" he asked, peering into my eyes.

Oh, fuck .

"Your pulse and your pussy give you away every time. My perfect little fuck slave," he said before he lowered his lips onto mine.

The kiss started slow and soft, but he had me backed up against the wall within seconds. He slipped a hand inside my leggings and pushed aside my underwear and the tissue padding. When his tongue pushed into my mouth, he shoved two fingers inside my pussy and began to fuck me with them.

A rumbling growl built up in his chest as he twisted his head to deepen the kiss, making me clench around his fingers. His other hand cupped my breast through my bra and blouse before he tugged on my nipple, making me gasp in his mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back, battling against his tongue until he nipped my lower lip. He instantly began to suck on my lip which made me think he nicked it.

"What did I say I would do when we got home?" he asked, repeating the question after lifting his head. I saw a flash of red and orange in his eyes before they turned black again.

"You said you would fuck my ass, Master," I said as I closed my eyes because his fingers were still moving in and out of my pussy.

"I'm going to make you cum so hard with my dick stuffed inside your tight virgin ass," he said, pulling his fingers out of me and I opened my eyes.

He inspected the blood and my arousal on them before he placed them into his mouth. I was apprehensive, but the promise of pleasure was more tempting than it should've been.

"Take your clothes off and sit on that desk," he said, pointing at an empty wooden desk. "I will be back in a minute."

He had vanished before I'd opened my mouth to respond to him. I raised my fingers to my lips because that was the first time he'd kissed me. He would probably be back in less than a minute. I quickly unbuttoned my top and pulled it off before I reached behind me to unhook my bra when Alaric was back. He had some things in his hands, but I didn't get a good look because he was moving one of the office chairs close to the table. I was about to pull my leggings down, but he lifted me up and put me on the desk.

"Lie back," he said as he put a hand on my chest. I grasped his wrist to hold onto it as I lay back on the table.

He wasted no time in removing the rest of my clothes. He pulled me along the desk and slapped his face against my pussy. I'd always hated being on my period, especially the first few days, but he was changing my mind. He took his time, and I didn't feel his teeth this time. I raised my hands and gripped the edge of the table above me. I didn't think he would appreciate me ripping his hair out.

I moaned when I felt his tongue slide upwards and gasped when he began to suck on me. He returned to licking me out again and alternated again until I was close to cumming on his tongue and face. It was a beautiful torture. He pulled away and looked down at me.

"You look stunning spread out for me," he murmured as he leaned over me.

He pushed my breasts together from the sides and began to suck on my nipple. His eyes were on me, and I felt my empty pussy contract. He lifted his head to move to my other nipple.

"But you look better tied up and unable to move," he said with an evil grin because his fangs poked out.

He sank his teeth into my breast, and I closed my eyes. I could hear him drinking my blood, but he continued to toy with my nipples. I held onto the table until he stopped. Whatever he did when he drank my blood made me feel relaxed. A sigh escaped my lips when he extracted his teeth and began to lick at the skin he'd pierced. He slipped a hand beneath my back and one on my ass as he lifted me off the desk.

"Kneel on the chair," he said as he put me on the cool leather chair so I faced the backrest.

I shuffled on the chair and gripped the backrest. I felt him clip something on the back of my collar before he strapped my elbows and my wrists behind my back. I felt him adjust my legs before he looped some rope around the front ring of my collar, and I realised he was tying my head to the chair.

"Open your mouth."

I did as he asked, and I felt him push something inside that stretched my jaw open. He tightened it at the back of my head. He spun the chair around until I couldn't see him. I heard him unbuckle his belt and the faint rustling sounds as he removed his clothes.

"You deserve a reward for being such an enthusiastic whore," he said, making me groan at his words.

A loud vibrating noise buzzed behind me, and he slid it between my pussy and the seat of the chair until the vibrations were on my pussy. I couldn't focus on anything but the sensations the vibrator was causing as I tugged at my wrists and tried to rub myself on the vibrator. He lowered the chair and spun it around again so I could see him standing with his legs slightly parted and his erect dick at my face level.

"I'm going to enjoy fucking all three of your holes," he said, fisting his cock before he began to rub his dick up and down.

He pushed his cock into my open mouth and began to feed it to me. His hips moved back and forth until he thrust hard, pushed past my tonsils and began to squeeze into my neck. I concentrated on trying to breathe through my nose because the vibrations against my pussy and clit were driving me crazy.

"Yes, swallow me down. Get my cock nice and wet," he said before he held my head and began to fuck my mouth. "Take everything that I give you."

I clenched my hands into fists as I tried to swallow him down but kept my throat relaxed at the same time.

"My hungry little whore," he said, thrusting deeper, but this time he held me there until I glanced up at him. He had a vicious expression on his face. I blinked the tears out of my eyes as I felt him pull out of me.

"One more time, and when I fuck your pussy, you can cum on my dick like a good girl," he said, placing the tip of his cock between my lips.

I had a feeling he was going to destroy me in more ways than I could have imagined possible.