There's a Fine Line Ch. 18

Blake leaned against the wall and watched his mate with hooded eyes. He knew she enjoyed the light power games they'd played thus far - the sting of the crop, the thud of the paddle, the pain of her hair wrapped tightly around his fist. What he needed, now, was reassurance that she was willing to take that next step from play partner to true submissive. Could she obey? Would she bend to his will, or break her role when the silence dragged on? As his eyes travelled over her delightful curves and he imagined her pale skin glowing beneath the lash, he hoped she passed his small test.

The slow march of time turned the waning daylight into the multicolored shades of sunset, and still Alicia stood silent and waiting. When he shifted his stance, her improved hearing caught the barely perceptible noise and she tilted her head in her avian manner. He grinned as she opened her mouth, caught herself, and began chewing on her bottom lip. Though she seemed to be fighting it, his mate wisely kept quiet. Her only movements were slight adjustments for comfort and the occasional flutter of her fascinating wings. When the clock reached the ten minute mark, the vampire decided that she deserved a reward for her patience.

Blake trailed the tips of his fingers along Alicia's warm, supple skin as he circled his mate. Her body was warmer since her transformation to a bennu, but still as tempting as the moment he'd spotted her in the hotel. His palms skimmed over the gentle slope of her stomach and up to her beautiful breasts, feeling their weight beneath the sway of the chains and the pull of the clamps. Eyes flashing crimson, the vampire's claws elongated to scrape the fragile globes. Her whimpering moan ignited his beast's hunger as much as the scent of her succulent blood, which dripped from the tiny wounds. He leaned forward to follow the scarlet trails with the tip of his tongue.

"You have done very well, Beautiful One."

His fangs pressed into his bottom lip as he watched her body react to the whisper of his touch. When her nipples hardened, he allowed his sharp claws to elongate and scraped them around the sensitive tips of her beautiful breasts. The clamps and chains swayed and elicited a whimpered moan from his willing captive that stirred his beast. Alicia's hands gripped the chain until her knuckles were white and an ominous creak sounded from above.

"Thank you, Sir," her whisper was strained and she arched her back to press her breasts more fully into his teasing hands.

"Hmm... how eager you are." Leaving her stinging breasts, he trailed his claws up her arms to her wrists. His movements appeared random and meandering as he travelled the length of her pale arms, but the vampire was watching her reactions closely. Her hands had been elevated for some time and he was checking for numbness or signs of the tingling that signaled erratic circulation. He wrapped his fingers around her wrists and stepped close so she could feel the coolness of his body. She struggled to press against him but he remained just out of her reach.

"You wish to belong to me, Beautiful One?" Blake took both wrists in one hand and tapped one of the clamps with a pointed claw. His eyes glowed crimson in the low light as he delighted in her every shuddering, gasping breath.

"Yes, Sir!"

"Wrong!" He twisted the clamp cruelly, drinking in her pained cry. "You already do, Alicia Marie Johnston. You always have; you simply refused to acknowledge it. From the day I set eyes upon you, you fought against me; denied me. Now, you will pay for making me wait."

Chuckling evilly, he released the clamp with a final twist and watched the silver chains sway. His beast howled in lustful hunger at the way his mate's beautiful breasts heaved as she fought through the pain. He cupped the smooth mounds, claws rhythmically tapping the clamps, and drank in her whimpered moans of pleasure-plain. Giving in to the temptation of her luscious body, Blake nipped first one round globe and then the other. Alicia's head dropped back as she pressed her breasts closer to his teasing lips. He eased his razor-sharp fangs into the soft swell of flesh and then withdrew, lapping at the blood as it welled from the tiny wound. When it offered no more of the addictive fluid, the vampire circled around behind her, one sharp claw scraping a path from the healed bite to her spine.

He pressed against her back once more, his arms encircling her hips and torso to pull her flush against his body. Blake rubbed his cheek over her soft, feather-streaked hair, marveling at its unique texture. Since her change to a bennu, her hair contained more of the downy black feathers than before, and not just on her head. Gone were the soft blonde curls between her enticing thighs; replaced by the softest black feathers he'd ever felt. When she tilted her head to reveal her elegant and fragile neck, he rewarded her with a series of kisses along the throbbing vein that called to his beast.

"I bind your will to mine more securely than any spell," Blake murmured in her ear as his hand slid from her thigh, over her damp, feathered pubic mound, to press against the dripping heat between her legs. "My hold over you is stronger than chains and ropes."

"God, yes. Please, Sir!" Alicia begged when his fingers slipped between her outer lips to stroke lightly.

"In this room, you are mine to do with as I wish. Is this what you want?" At her whimpered assent, he smothered his grin by dragging his fangs along her neck. "Excellent. Let us test your resolve, shall we? You are bound by a piece of ribbon so thin that even a human could break free. It and your desire to submit to me are all that shall keep you in place today. No chains. No rope. No shackles. Just a scrap of ribbon and your submission. Can you do that, my mate?"

"I will do my best, Sir."

"I am sure you shall."

She whined in protest as his hands left her body and Blake gave a sinister chuckle. Stepping lightly, the vampire moved into the hall, shed his clothing, and tossed the garments carelessly into the bedroom. Upon his return, he picked up an elegant ostrich feather tickler and his favorite crop. As the silence stretched and his mate squirmed, he let the gentle caress of the feather drift across the swell of her pert ass. Alicia tilted her head, still extremely avian in some of her mannerisms, and twitched at the ticklish sensation. A giggle escaped her. Her laughter turned into a gasp when the crop sharply replaced the feather. He circled around to choose his next target.

He teased the feather across the healed bite on her breast before striking with the crop. Her cry made his blood boil and his cock ache. The tickler teased along her right hip and was quickly followed by the crop. The inside of her left thigh. The tender flesh of her upraised arm. Hissing softly, Blake circled his beloved prey. Each caress of the tickler was followed by the sting of the crop as the delay between the two grew shorter. The join between her wings. Her stinging red ass. Her inner thighs. The final strike landed on the tender, blood-swollen lips of her sodden pussy. As she cried out in ecstasy, the vampire dropped to his knees, buried tongue and fingers in her dripping heat, and prolonged her orgasm.

As his tongue skillfully teased her swollen and sensitive clit, he curled his fingers and thrust hard and fast. Two fingers became three as she whimpered through another violent orgasm. When his fangs pierced the flesh around her clit and he drank her sweet blood and tangy come, Alicia's avian cry echoed in the small room before she fell, gasping, across his back. He tsked as he rose with her in his arms.

"You let go, mate," Blake scolded gently while draping her across the custom spanking bench. Two padded cushions supported her upper chest and lower pelvis while a single metal bar ran up the center. He removed the chains from her clamps, and then let the bar nestle coldly between her breasts. She groaned as gravity pulled on the heavy clamps that gripped her aching nipples. Pressing against her back, her vampire caressed her throbbing breasts roughly, twisting the clamps until she squirmed with need. He chuckled darkly once more and tightened each clamp one more turn until tears pooled in her swirling eyes.

"Hold on to the legs, beautiful. We are nowhere near finished, yet."

"Oh, God." Alicia wrapped her fingers around the sturdy metal legs of the bench and tried to breathe through the renewed pain in her aching breasts. Blake spread her legs wide, hooking them around padded bars and opening her to his touch. He watched a blush spread from her neck to her upper back as he left her there and simply drank in the sight. "Sir?"

"Shush and let me look at you." She stopped squirming but her blush deepened with each passing minute. "Your entire body is delightful, my mate. From the way your pale skin reddens beneath the crop to the delicious moisture that is even now dripping down your thighs, you stir my beast in ways I've never before imagined."

"I'd really like to stir you into touching me." His mate's voice was just a tad too sharp to be properly deferential so he left a lovely handprint on her gorgeous ass as a reminder.

"I am certain you would, brat." Blake chuckled and ran his hands from her hips to the sensitive area where her wings merged into her back. As he scraped his claws over the tender skin, he nipped at the base of one fiery wing. Her gasping moan encouraged him and he eased his fangs into the thick muscle. The vampire groaned as her blood filled his mouth and he took a single, intoxicating drink. He trailed his claws down her back, pressing deep enough to create tiny rivers of blood from her wings to her tempting ass. Blake leisurely lapped at each delectable trail with his tongue, licking his lips with a satisfied hiss.

He caressed her round globes, moving his hands closer and closer to her virgin entrance. His fangs ached to pierce the flawless skin but he had different plans that he'd been eager to explore since he'd tied her to his desk in his office. Kneeling between her spread thighs, the vampire brushed his fingers lightly over her puckered star, arching a brow when she squirmed to get away. "Are you denying me, mate?"

"N... no, Sir?" He heard her talons tapping on the metal legs of the bench and felt her nervousness through their bond.

"Talk to me, Alicia." Blake kept his voice low and soothing as he continued to touch her ass and the virgin hole he was determined to fuck. He grabbed a bottle from the rolling cart and popped the cap with his teeth, coating one finger with the slick fluid.

"It's not right, Sir." She shivered when his lubricated finger massaged the cool gel around the tight entrance. The metal creaked ominously as her hands clenched and unclenched around the bench's legs. Her wings twitched, fluttering nervously as she continued to squirm beneath his hands.

"My will makes it right, Beautiful One." More gel was added and his fingers pressed against her entrance, teasing her with his intent. "Your submission to me makes it right."

"I guess, I don't understand," she whimpered as she attempted once more to pull away. His claws tightened on her thigh to hold her still.

"Understand what, beautiful?" He eased his finger into her ass and rotated it gently while continuing to caress her hip and thigh.

"The appeal, Sir?" More of the lubricant was spread and he sank his finger deep in a single, slow push. She gasped at the intrusion and her wings fluttered before settling onto the floor.

"For you or for me?" Blake began a slow rhythm with his finger, sliding two fingers of his other hand into her moist pussy in a counter-rhythm. She whimpered as he played her body like a skilled musician, strumming her most sensitive areas with his talented fingers. His fangs gleamed in the dim light when Alicia's hips rose to meet each thrust.

"Both? Though," she moaned softly when one finger became two, "though, I think I'm beginning to understand."

"Quite so."

Just as she neared that pinnacle, he removed both hands from her body. Her moan of frustrated need stirred his hunger even higher. He grabbed a medium sized plug from the table and coated it with slick fluid. Pouring more of the cool lubricant over her slightly stretched hole, the vampire pressed the toy into her virgin ass. Alicia whimpered when her muscles gripped the narrow base, holding it deep inside her. She hissed in pleasure when Blake twisted and turned it, thrusting it shallowly in her sensitive channel.

"How does that feel, beautiful?"

"Odd but... good." Her wings fluttered nervously even though her hips arched into the thrusting toy. "Sir? Isn't this... I dunno, dirty?"

"Some might believe it to be so, but the opinions of others have no bearing on what we do in this room or this relationship." Continuing to play with the wide base of the rubber plug in his mate's delectable ass, he pulled a silver-tipped flogger from the table and draped it over her back. Her eagerness for the stinging thud of the leather tails brought him close to losing control and simply taking her. Taking a deep but unnecessary breath, Blake stroked her back lightly with the leather strips before bringing it down sharply to place several rows of enchanting stripes across her pale skin. "Some believe that this is wrong, as well. You did once." The flogger landed again, bringing with it a moan of pure pleasure from his mate. "Ignore everything but what pleases us. As for hygiene... that is a human concern, my love, which no longer applies to either of us."

"Yes, Sir." Instead of angling away from the descending flogger, Alicia's back arched into each strike. "Please, Sir."

"Please, what, mate?"

Blake twisted and thrust the plug between every strike, mixing pain and pleasure until his bennu was shaking on the bench. As much as he wanted to fuck her pretty little ass, it was getting harder and harder to resist sinking into her hot, dripping pussy. Her whimpered plea wore away even more of his inhuman control.

"Harder, Sir! I'm not human anymore; I can take it."

Growling, Blake slathered his aching cock with lubricant as he began working the flogger over his mate's pale skin. With each strike, she encouraged him to go faster, harder, make it sting like it did when she was a human. The red welts soon merged into a solid patch of heated, sensitive flesh and still the leather strands beat an increasingly fast rhythm upon her skin. Still, she urged him on until he feared he'd flay her open. The leather was the first to give way, and the knotted tips unraveled. When the strands began to fray beneath the inhuman onslaught, the vampire tossed the useless implement aside.

Easing the plug from his mate's ass, he slowly pressed his aching cock into the stretched hole. His crimson eyes watched as his thick cock disappeared into her beautiful ass. Her body temperature was much hotter than a human's and turned her ass into a smooth, tight furnace that gripped his cock without mercy. Blake groaned when his balls finally brushed her feathered pussy.

"Holy fuck, you're tight!" Grinding his hips against her, he reveled in her whimpers that were a mixture of pain and pleasure. He withdrew, lustfully watching her body stretch around him, until just his head remained behind her clutching ring of muscles. "As a courtesy, I should warn you that I will never get enough of fucking this beautiful ass."

"Oh, God." She hissed with pain-filled pleasure as he thrust forward until their bodies came together with a meaty thud. Her wings fluttered and arched but her hands never left the metal legs of the bench.

Leaning over her back, Blake nipped at the base of her wings as he set up a steady pounding rhythm. Alicia's moans and cries became less about the pain and more about the pleasure he was giving her. Her hips began to roll to meet his thrusts, bringing their bodies together even harder; pushing his iron-hard cock even further into her bowels. His claws elongated and dug into her shoulder and hip where he held her for his assault. The scent of blood filled the air and drove the vampire into a greater frenzy. Still, Alicia urged him on and met him thrust for thrust. As the orgasm built like an inferno in his loins, Blake reached around and loosened the clamps on her swaying nipples. The blood rushed into the nearly-numb tips, sending an explosion of sensation like thousands of agonizing needles being stabbed into her tender breasts. The pain was excruciating, and Alicia responded beautifully.

Her ass closed around him like a vise as her avian cry echoed in the small room. Two crystal decanters shattered from the pitch and volume. The metal legs of the bench were twisted into unrecognizable knots between her fingers, though some instinct pulled supports from the cross beams to hold up the padding at her head. As he sank his fangs into his mate's neck, Blake's orgasm ripped through him like a tidal wave. He coated her insides with his come as he drank deeply from her throat.

The tiny wounds healed the moment he removed his fangs but he still lapped at the throbbing pulse. Alicia whimpered at the sensation, her body clenching around him in a succession of glorious aftershocks which caused him to grind against her with a groan. All too soon, his flaccid member slid wetly from her ass, causing a new round of hissed moans from his mate. Kissing his way down her back, he nipped each pert cheek before settling between her thighs. As Blake lay on his back beneath his sated mate, he drank in the sight of her beautiful sex dripping because of the pleasure he'd given her. Her pleas for a respite fell on deaf ears and his lips closed around her clit. Her cries of ecstasy turned into sobs as he brought her to a new round of intense orgasms and gushing fluids.

Blake leisurely lapped at his mate's hyper-sensitive pussy while she twitched and moaned on the bench. When she started to calm, he eased three fingers deep inside her and renewed his assault on her engorged clit. Her moans turned into desperate pleas for mercy. The vampire responded by pinching her clit between his claws as he sank his fangs into her thigh. The assault on her overloaded senses sent her careening over the edge again. He took his time cleaning her soft folds and nuzzling her feathered mound.

Both the inner beast and the man were sated and content. Easing from beneath her, Blake rose and lifted his sobbing mate into his arms. She immediately snuggled against him while her wings wrapped around them both in a soft, warm cocoon. He kept her in his arms as he ran a bath and sank into the warm water with her settled across his lap. Reaching for a cloth and an unscented bar of soap, he rubbed her back and shoulders in soothing circles. As his mate began to calm, he expanded his gentle caresses to her breasts and thighs. He whispered words of love and praise as he bathed his emotional mate, relieved that he didn't feel any true distress through their bond. As she began to calm, her sobs turned to sniffles and soon became nothing more than the occasional hiccup. Still, she continued to grip him tightly as if afraid he would disappear the moment she let go.

"Alicia? Are you all right, Beautiful One?" He brushed his lips over her forehead, voice thick with concern.

"Love you, Sir," she murmured against his neck, covering the cool flesh with soft kisses. "God, how I love you. So. Damn. Much."

When she turned to straddle his lap, Blake was amazed at the joy and absolute adoration on his mate's face. Her swirling crimson and black eyes glowed with happiness as she sealed her lips over his in a long, drugging kiss. When they separated, she laid her forehead against his and sent such a rush of love through their bond that he was stunned by its intensity. As blood-red tears seeped from his eyes, he pulled his bennu tight against his chest.