11. Xeraphine

11

Xeraphine

I despise this Vampire, even if he just gave me the best orgasm of my life. No man has ever eaten me out like that, let alone shoved their fingers in my ass. Honestly, everything he did was perfect. My legs are still trembling, which is also the reason I don't want to stand. I don't need him to see how fucking good he made me feel.

I'm still going to kill him. Especially because he's attempting to dictate what I need as if I'm oblivious to it.

"Get up, Xera." His deep, commanding voice has the opposite effect on me compared to anyone else who has ever tried to tell me what to do. Instead of feeling angered, it stirs something inside me, making me feel submissive. Normally, I'd despise that sensation, but in this moment, with him, I don't.

"I won't bite it off." I give him a wry smile, "I promise."

His speed eludes my vision, too quick for my weakened eyes to track. The grip on my throat is both deadly and arousing. As he begins lifting me from the floor, I assist in the action of standing.

"When I get my strength back, I swear…" I seethe through my teeth, barely able to get the words out as his grip tightens. My initial threat was to put him down on his knees, but it's apparent he enjoys that, and is quite good at it .

He pulls our lips together again, and I immediately taste his desire. It's the most delicious thing I've ever experienced, infuriating me further. I cannot afford to become addicted to this dead man.

He rips me away, commanding, "Clean up your mess."

My eyes widen in disbelief, "You asked for it, you clean it up!"

I know he won't budge, and a part of me wants to cut out his tongue. No I don't, damn it. Maybe he can't use that massive cock of his, and I can take that instead.

"You are a piece of shit, you know that?" I'm shocked at myself for bantering with him. Am I so tired that I can't take control of this situation? Is he the Incubus?!

I decide not to remind him of his promise again, so when he turns his head slightly, I groan through clenched teeth. This is both incredibly sexy and humiliating.

My tongue grazes his jaw, trailing across his cheek as I trace the path to his lips. He turns, allowing me to clean the other side in the same manner. Fucking Beyond itself, I'm even more turned on than before. My hand finds his chest, and the moment I touch his hardened pecs, adrenaline spikes through me.

I'm sucking in his lust, normally the least potent of the four food groups, but I devour it as though it's his lifeforce. I've never felt this drained before, and I'm just going to convince myself that is why everything is more sensitive now.

Returning to his lips, I pause to say with disdain, "Cleaned off my cum, but now you have my saliva everywhere. You're welcome."

I know I won't ever get the desired response from him that I want, "As long as it's not shit, I don't care."

"Give me... what you promised, Kai." I lace my tone with toxin, purposefully trying to provoke him into action. This was supposed to be nothing more than him feeding me, yet here we are, licking each other like dogs.

His eyebrow pops up, and just as I'm about to ask why he's giving me that look, he hooks his arm around my waist and lifts me up. The hand that was around my neck moves to lace through my hair, pulling my head back.

He is not gentle with me, and as he pierces my skin with his fangs I shout, "Do not get blood on my carpet, I swear to Gods!"

"You and this fucking apartment," he growls and crosses us quickly toward the kitchen. "If you tell me what not to do again, little demon, you'll regret it. "

The moment I'm seated on the counter, he brings my legs around his hips, and with a force ready to destroy the world, he breaks through me. My entire body heals, that includes my pussy, so to say I was not prepared to be ripped apart is an understatement. He does not allow for me to settle into his size. With how forceful he is already being, he clearly couldn't care less that he is physically breaking me in half.

From the Vayl to the Beyond, I can't feel my legs.

My back pierces as he drives so far into me my body vibrates, and he is not stopping, even if my wall protests. His arm holds me from pulling away, and I'm fucking drowning. I'm unable to catch my breath as every thrust is harder than the last. He is physically knocking the breath out of me with each drive into me, and I'm desperate for more.

I've never had a man with piercings on his cock fuck me, and they are hitting in all the right spots. Each pass they are making my body tremble, massaging in all of the right places.

"You can take more," he croons.

No I fucking can't, there is absolutely no way, but of course he is going to try.

He lifts my hips and pushes me back, my head resting on the lifted bar top. "There is a prize if you can take all of me." The smile on his face could make the world burn, and my stomach drops from the feeling it fills me with.

"You'll break through me you—" He drives deeper, and I truly scream. This mix of pain and pleasure is everything I've ever wanted. It hurts so fucking good. "Oh, fuck! Fuck! Kai!"

I'm so focused on the pleasure that he is providing to me, I'm completely oblivious to how my body is thriving. I only see the manifestation of my own lifeforce pulsing when I peer down to watch him drive into me. Seeing him disappear further and further into my cunt lifts me from my body and settles me into the stars.

He's right about me taking more of him because he found a means to manipulate to fit all of him. I swear he does break through me, and as I feel his balls slap against my ass, I scream, "Yes!" The small of my back curves, nearly lifting all of me off the countertop .

His hand trails up my stomach, between my breasts and grips my throat. Gods, his thumb is nearly brushing against one ear, and the tip of his middle finger is at the other. It's no wonder his cock is a monster. All of him is.

He pauses his thrusts, all of him filling me completely, and I can't help but let out a whimpered moan. "Such a dirty little demon." At least he didn't put ‘my' in front of that damn nickname. "Here is what I promised."

Using the grip around my neck, he pulls me back to him and when he does, holy shit that piercing at his pubic area brushes against my clit.

Then he rolls his hips, and I lose all cognitive means to function beyond fucking this man.

What is he?!

I throw my head back and tighten my legs around him, begging him not to move back. I want this, and I will fucking kill him if he stops.

He takes the hand around my neck and fists my hair. Pulling my head back to expose my neck, he holds no hesitation to pierce me with a bite that makes me scream. Smart Vampire, not drawing my blood into his mouth… Still foolish, but so fucking hot.

My nails dig into his shoulder blades and I hear him groan though his own grunts of pleasure. "Fuck, Xera—" He leans slightly to angle me enough to bite down on my chest, and the intoxication the Vampire's venom brings upon everyone but their own kind, is making me see double.

"Don't stop," I huff. "Please…"

I was climbing up the mountain, ready to dive without a means to save myself from the death that would follow.

I taste his defenses falling. It's as if a physical manifestation of myself, my Amoro, is reaching out, ready to grab hold of him and drain him dry.

His gate is about to open, and I know that I am going to be drowning in his lifeforce.

As his body goes taut, he rips away from biting me. I didn't realize until this moment that he was biting around my nipple. He leans up to brush his lips against mine and breathes, "Take everything you need, you won't kill me."

I wasn't planning on stopping anyway .

He leans back and takes my hips into his grasp, absolutely devastating me. He is a man that is going to take what he wants and doesn't care if I break in the process. The sounds of my arousal and his balls slapping against my ass are background noise to my cries and his grunts.

Just as I fall beyond my means to hold on, so does he. My second orgasm is nearly as powerful as the one before, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. The darkness behind it sparks with stars, and my legs tremble. I fear I won't have the ability to release him with how stiff they are becoming around him.

My natural instinct to the pull of his lifeforce slips, and my Amoro latches onto him. He tastes phenomenal—a blend of cinnamon and another elusive note, reminiscent of apples, yet not potent enough for me to identify until this moment. The subtle hints of tartness that tingles my taste buds. He's fresh, and beyond the perfection, I can taste a mild acidic tang. He is a killer, a fucking monster.

It's perfect…

Oh no…

I've never had to pull back during a feeding, but if I don't, I'll end up dead. My eyes snap open to find him looming over me, breathless, his intense gaze fixed on mine. A sly smirk plays on his lips, but before he can utter a word, I interject.

"Get the fuck out," I say firmly. I've taken enough, and while it absolutely pains me, I physically fight my Amoro to settle. "You've given what you promised, and now we're even. Get out."

His eyebrows pull together in confusion.

"Get—" I lean forward, pushing him back against the adjacent counter with force. "Out!"

A huff of a laugh escapes him as he turns away from me. He doesn't even bother grabbing his clothes before he has his hand on the door. "Get some sleep, little demon," he says casually.

I can feel my body coming back to life, and the anger of what I've just done with this man consumes me.

"I'll be seeing you soon."

I've been sitting on this damn counter for hours, not because I'm contemplating my life choices, but because I barely just got feeling back in my legs. I need to shower. I'm covered in sweat, my blood, his cum, and my own.

Slowly, I ease myself down and hobble out of the kitchen. My core is throbbing, and not in a bad way. I don't think I've ever been left this pleased.

Ever .

I find my phone lying on my bed. I'm going to need to go through all near thousands of these messages. Most are from Sydni, but there are some from the psych ward. I'll prioritize calling them back after I've spoken with my cotton candy princess. Hopefully, that will get Kairhyse out of my head.

I shoot a quick text to Sydni:

Syd, I'm going to quickly shower and then I'll call you.

Not even two seconds pass before her text hits my phone. I knew, but I wouldn't respond, that she had pre-readied that to go when I reached out.

S Diar [23:47]

Tell me all about it. Is his dick as big as I imagine it is? Were you able to feed? Is he still there? What is his name again? He is so fucking hot, Phiny-bear. Are you sure he wants to kill you? He was concerned enough to let you feed. Maybe you can trust him?

After a quick shower, I spend the next hour talking with Sydni, who is absolutely drilling me for every single detail. I'll tell her about feeding a man his own dick, and how I cut apart a Shifter and shipped it to his family, but for some reason telling her about Kairhyse putting his fingers in my ass doesn't do it for me.

Even if it completely did do it for me. That Vampire has ruined me, I already know it.

"How're you feeling?" I can hear her clicking at her keyboard, and fast at that. "Talk to me while I dispatch the authorities to this domestic dispute. I can multi."

"Wait, you went into work?!"

"Overtime—don't try and change the subject. Spill it."

I sigh, "I feel fantastic. I had to stop mid-feed, that I don't want to talk about, but, I'll miss this feeling once it fades. I've got at least three weeks until I'll begin to feel myself drain. That means I'll have four to five weeks before I'll need to feed again..."

Pausing briefly, I think on that—I haven't needed to go a full month without feeding in so long. What is most incredible, is I didn't even take as much as he was offering.

"I need to do some damage control and try and get back in with Ansford, but in the meantime, I'm going to move on Mortars Syndicate." I wait to see if she has anything to say, but she's still typing, her soft ‘ mhmm ' is keeping me going.

"I also need to find out who does Achille's hiring."

"For Rhysie-poo?"

I find my lips parting to move and speak, but nothing comes out. I'm completely at a loss for words.

"Hello? Did I lose connection?"

I'm still reeling, "What in the Beyond did you call him?" Maybe I just misheard her. There is absolutely no way that she called him—

"Rhysie-poo? You know, the Vampire that devastated your pussy." I can hear her coworkers screaming and laughing in the background at her vulgar tongue in the workplace.

I'm proud of her, but also disgusted she would call him that.

"His name is Kairhyse, Syd. Do not call him that."

I can practically see the fucking smirk on her lips, "Awe, whyyyyy Phiny-bear?!"

"Because that makes him sound like a permanent being to our … whatever this is."

"Friends. We are friends. I've always wanted a found family! You know, like the ones in the books."

"Syd," I swear, I think I've fallen into a different world. It's possible that Kairhyse left me on the stars he made me see. "Call him nothing—he is nothing. He will be gone soon."

"What do you call him?" I can still hear the giggles in the background, and I'm becoming frustrated that our conversation has turned public. I don't want to talk about him. I don't even want to think about him.

"He is…" I've been calling him Kai, but that isn't the same damn thing as her calling him… Rhysie-poo… Oh Gods, just thinking about that stupid nickname has me ready to cut my tongue out. "He is just that Vampire or Kairhyse. Look, I need to go."

"Oh no, I'm sorry—okay I won't say that nickname to you."

"Who would you be saying that name to besides me..." My words trail off as I take a deep breath through my nose and cross my legs. If I weren't sitting on my couch, I might be throwing myself off my balcony for relief. "I need to call the ward, for Tali."

"Ah," I hear her phew as though she's afraid I'm mad at her or something. "Let me know how that goes. When was the last time you went to the ward?"

"I haven't gone since before I was taken."

"Wait… are you serious? I swore you said—"

I groan, "I've been doing everything under Stephanie Wards, a pseudonym. You know the deal. If they live—"

She releases a long huff, "—they know you as Stephanie, if they are going to die, they know you as—yes, I know." A giggle glides through the phone, "It's like you are some anti-her—"

I cut her off by hanging up the phone. She can go entertain her coworkers with my sex life. My phone is going to die anyway; barely five percent. I hope it will last at least long enough to talk with the nurse.

Brr-oowwww.

As I'm hitting the call button to Eldritch Haven Asylum, Mister is jumping up onto the couch and coming to cuddle into my lap. I drag my hair over my shoulder, letting him play and fight with it as though it is string.

"Thank you for phoning Eldritch Haven Asylum, where your mind matters just as much as your body," a young woman says from the other end.

"Hi, my name is Stephanie Wards, I'm calling about Tali Orchid. I missed several calls. Is she dead?" Please, if this world could favor me for once, let the answer be yes.

"Ah, hello." By the tone of her voice, it sounds like they were awaiting my call specifically . "No, Tali Orchid is not dead, thank the Vayl. We have been trying to phone you for nearly a week's period, Miss Wards. It is time to sign her renewal paperwork."

I groan, and bring my hand down to Mister's tummy, scratching him as he paws at me. "Can it be emailed? I can sign it and get it scanned back."

"No, ma'am. These must be done in person before the head nurse. Especially since the beneficiary that is paying for Tali's care is unavailable." Dead. She means dead.

I sigh loud enough I know she can hear, "When is it due?"

"Today," she responds quickly.

"Fucking Beyond. Okay, I'll leave in a few hours, thank you."

I hang up the phone before she can say that stupid, ‘Thank you for calling the Eldritch Haven Asylum, where we care'. Screw them. If they cared, they would have heard my pleas for them to end that woman's life.

Put us both out of our miseries.

Looks like I'm not getting any sleep; the drive from here to Eldritch is nearly fifteen hours.

I wonder if he has a car…

No, what the fuck? Before I can even be stupid enough to consider it, I shoot Tyson a message.

Hey, I'm calling in a favor. I need a ride to Eldritch and back.

T Benidict [01:03]

I'm busy… Do you know how long that drive is?

I don't give a fuck what you are, or how long the drive is. You owe me, Ty. I need a ride. I'll be at your apartment in one hour. Be ready.

T Benidict [01:06]

Still a bitch I see.

Forever. See you soon. Bring a charger.