My Little Ventrue Pt. 07 Ch. 24

"We can help," Jennifer said, "with your hunger, I mean."

Sándor let out a heavy snort. Only heavy because the monster was so damn huge. "How?"

"Dolareido," Jennifer continued as she began to pace around in front of the throne, "is a huge city. Millions of people live here. There are thousands of criminals and assholes in Devil's Corner that you can hunt down and beat up. The city was built to be a utopia for vampires, and that includes some places where Kindred can feed... more violently, when needed."

Another heavy snort from the giant. "This city is cruel."

"Now now, it's not cruel. Dolareido is better off than most cities of this size. But yes, the Prince insured some typical economic and cultural distribution kine habits emerged. That led to poor people, to criminals, and sometimes, poor criminals." Jennifer shrugged, but her face was hard. "We don't kill if we can help it, but it is allowed, for a reason. We're not kine."

Triss raised a brow at Jennifer, then looked up at the giant gargoyle over her. Sándor did not look happy. Something about Jennifer's suggestion irritated him. He didn't like the idea of a city being built, specifically to treat kine like cows or fattened pigs.

Oh god, he was a nice guy. A fucking nice guy. She could understand not wanting to hurt humans; hell, they'd all been human once. But, a nice guy? Christ. He'd looked sad, after she came back from killing Angela. Not ecstatic for killing Jeremiah, like Triss figured he would have been. Nope, he'd been sad, very sad. He didn't want to hurt people, and it bothered him to hear about people being kept in situations where they could be hurt. He was a nice guy.

The last nice guy she knew was dead.

"I still don't understand why you're so intent on helping me," he said.

"She's trying to--"

"I," Jennifer interrupted, "am just doing what Kindred do. You're a powerful ally. Any self respecting vampire has no choice but to buy you into service. Money, support, sex, whatever works."

The gargoyle grunted, and the deep sound vibrated the huge throne, straight into Triss's ass. "At least you're honest."

Triss laughed, and buried her face in a hand. That bitch interrupted her, to keep her real motivation a secret. Well, at least Triss wasn't on the verge of crying anymore. God, it felt nice to laugh.

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~~Jack~~

He had no idea what to think, no idea at all.

Trust her? Don't trust her? Antoinette trusted her, and that trust hadn't faltered for very long, despite the massive truth bomb. Well, they had known each other for literal centuries. Jack hadn't even been alive, including his first life years, for a quarter of a single century. The two of them probably had gaps between speaking, due to the nature of their careers in the Ordo, that were literally as long as Jack's entire lifespan. And then they'd probably picked up talking to each other again, chatting about the latest fashion trends that'd come and gone, as if they hadn't ever stopped talking.

He should trust the Prince. She was smart, really damn smart. If she trusted Elaine despite everything that happened, he probably should too, at least when it came to personal things. When it came to the curse, he'd have to make that decision on his own.

Another memory hit him, and he struggled to force it down. His mom, talking with Jacob. It bothered him so damn much! It couldn't have been, like, a misplaced issue over his mom finally moving onto another man. His dad died years ago. He'd have loved for his mom to find romance, just, not with Jacob. The man was too sneaky, too crafty, and too hard to predict. He was up to something, him and Black Blood.

Stop thinking about Jacob and your mom! Think about something else.

He looked down at the hot water coursing around him, and rubbed his head. Ok, reality check. He was in a jacuzzi, in his swimming trunks, because Antoinette told him to sit and wait for a surprise. Naturally, his penis assumed surprise meant lots of boobs wrapped in far-too-small swimsuits. But maybe that was just because he'd been surrounded by so much sex tonight. Sure, Antoinette had made it obvious that she was looking forward to bringing Elaine into their bed, but then she went to have a private chat with her old friend. For all he knew, that private chat might have gone badly.

Heavy, heavy topic, that Elaine had kept secrets. Heavier, that Elaine had once been infected with the curse. He wasn't sure--

The sound of feet drew his eyes, and his jaw dropped. Antoinette, and Elaine. The two women walked together side by side, and they made sure each step was a calculated, prowling motion, meant to draw his eyes and lock them onto the swaying S shapes of their bodies. They wore bikinis, tiny tiny, tiny, tiny black, string bikinis. Only tiny triangles covered their nipples and sex, and each step they made insured lots of jiggling.

His penis's assumption had been, evidently, correct.

"H... Hello," he said. He'd been thinking about something stressful seconds before, but he hadn't the slightest idea what it was anymore.

"Hello," Elaine said, smile only growing as she approached the tub. "I hope you do not mind me joining, Jack?"

"Joining? I... uh..."

The Prince chuckled softly as she stood beside her friend. "If that is alright? I understand a great many secrets were unveiled tonight, but my friendship with Elaine will hardly be broken by a few secrets. Her connection to you, on the other hand..."

"Um, no! No, I'm... fine... with whatever you want to do."

"Wonderful," they said together, in unison. They even had the same, evil smiles on.

He stared up at the two women at the edge of the jacuzzi, and offered his smile. It was weak, shaken, confidence destroyed by the sight of two utterly beautiful women. Didn't matter how strong he was, a confident, beautiful woman put strong Jack away, and brought shy, nervous Jack to the surface. Doubly so, when it was two women.

"W-Where are Julee and Ashley," he said to them.

Antoinette laughed. "Unconscious."

Elaine nodded, and ran a finger along the right corner of her mouth. "And delicious." More than just a taunting gesture, it was a statement. Jack could smell blood, and hints of the two ghouls on their bodies. Antoinette didn't sleep with her ghouls without Jack since they'd become lovers, but that didn't mean Elaine wouldn't get a little frisky when Kissing them.

Ok, so, both elders were coming into the pool with full bellies. He could see they were Blushing Life, because their skin had a touch more color than usual, and more importantly, their nipples were pushing out against the tiny triangles of their string bikinis. He'd fed earlier tonight before the party, but he wasn't Blushing Life. They were Blushing Life with the natural reflex of a Kindred who'd just gorged themselves, an involuntary reflex, and erotic as all hell.

"Matching bikinis?" Jack said.

Elaine laughed and shrugged. "Your lover knows my measurements. She knew I was coming, and she knew you could not resist my charms." She stepped down into the hot water, sat across from Jack, crossed her legs, and smiled at him as she set her hands on her lap. Every motion she made was sensual, obviously made to flaunt her body for him, and it was working.

"I... could resist." He frowned at that, but he knew it was a damn weak protest.

It was Antoinette's turn to laugh, and she settled into the water next to Elaine. She hooked her left arm up onto the wall of the jacuzzi, and slid in close so Elaine was snug to her left side, the Prince's left arm now behind her. Jack gulped as he watched the side of her left breast press into Elaine's right. Skin-on-skin contact, boob to boob. Good god in heaven.

"Oh my," Elaine said, eyes locked onto him. "You are most definitely correct, Ann. His eyes are delicious when he squirms."

"Are they not?"

"I can see how one could become addicted to making them light up like that."

"Indeed. It sends a tingling buzz through my body every time." With a long, pleasant sigh, Antoinette also folded her legs, left arm still up so her body remained snug to Elaine's side, while her right arm rested on her lap. "Jack, Blush for me."

He Blushed, but kept his hands firmly locked onto the jacuzzi seat beneath him as he felt every drop of blood in his body rush into his dick. Damn painful, having a raging boner pressing against the inside of his swimming trunks, but he refused to give into wanton need. It was the game Antoinette wanted to play, to tease him until he was ready to explode. It was simultaneously fun, and torturous.

Elaine's right hand slid down her bare, smooth leg, walked on fingertips to Antoinette's leg, and started to stroke the inside of the Prince's thigh. Antoinette unfolded her legs, giving Elaine more access, and Elaine didn't hesitate to slide her roaming hand higher up Antoinette's leg, all while never looking away from Jack. Antoinette didn't either, eyes locked onto him, occasionally glancing down at his erection trapped in his swimsuit, and licked her lips.

Good god it was happening. What was that thing Damien said? Lord, or Longinus, give him strength? He'd need it, with the way these two evil women were looking at him.

"He has patience," Elaine said.

"He does, oui. I have enjoyed many nights with my lover, where I have spent an hour or more, teasing him to his first orgasm of many."

"Poor man. You are a wicked thing, Ann."

"So you say, Elaine, but, I will show you why I cannot resist." Antoinette pointed her right hand at him. "Jack, undress, and come stand before us."

Jack took a useless breath, glanced down at his trunks, back at the two women, sighed, and did as commanded, sliding the trunks off. Who the fuck was he kidding, he loved this game. It always ended in some ridiculously powerful orgasms, almost painfully powerful. And Antoinette loved the game. He loved doing anything she loved doing, and as the years had proven, vice versa.

He stood two feet in front of them, water cutting halfway across his pelvis and raised penis. There was always a moment of embarrassment and worry, showing his dick to a new face. Big enough? Not gross? But the worry passed quickly as he saw Elaine's smile grow as her eyes slid down his chest, his abs, and down onto his shaved smooth pelvis and penis.

"You are surprisingly muscular for such a small creature," his great grandsire said.

Antoinette nodded, and licked her lips again as she looked him up and down. Apparently, Elaine's admiration of him was doing something for Antoinette, sexually speaking. He could see fire light up in her eyes.

"Is he not? He is so utterly... delectable." She sighed with a growing hunger, and looked up to him. "Closer, Jack." He took a step forward. "Closer." He blinked, and came closer again, until Elaine had to unfold her legs like Antoinette had, and he was literally standing up against the edge of their seat, his left knee between Antoinette's knees, his right between Elaine's.

Since they were both sitting, their breasts were at the same height as his dick, and now that he was so close, a single foot of water was all that was between his length, and the front triangles of their tiny bikinis. The bikinis really were doing a horrible job containing their breasts, and considering breasts floated in water, he could not be more thankful.

"I suppose he spends every night with his shaft between your bosoms," Elaine said with a playful eye roll.

"Perhaps half. The other half, he spends inside me, with his lips upon my body."

"I admit, that is a heavenly way to spend an evening."

He almost said something, but no, that wasn't the game. Shut up, and let the two gorgeous devils torture him, that was the game. It was the greatest test of self control he could possibly imagine.

"Jack, my love, come, lean closer. Masturbate onto my breasts, and let my old friend indulge her eyes."

He blinked at the white-haired goddess, then his great grandsire, before he slowly wrapped his right hand around his cock. Immediate shifts of anticipation from Elaine, and she set her eyes his shaft as he leaned in closer to Antoinette. He set his left hand to the jacuzzi edge just outside Antoinette's right shoulder, and guided his swollen, aching glans toward her breasts.

"Come now, this is no good." With a teasing chuckle, Elaine reached behind Antoinette's back, and pulled on something. The bikini loosened. She did it again behind Antoinette's neck as the Daeva leaned forward to let her, and the bikini top fell away entirely. Antoinette was now topless, and her pink, swollen areola demanded to be touched.

And then, Elaine did the most erotic, absurd, ridiculous, amazing thing he could have possibly imagined. She half twisted to face Antoinette, and with her closer hand, she reached underneath Antoinette's left breast, and cupped it. Jack stared down at his great grandsire, and how the blonde Ventrue grinned first at Antoinette, and then at him, as she gently bounced the enormous breast in her palm.

"Cum, on this breast," she said.

"By all means," Antoinette said, and she relaxed back against the jacuzzi wall, eyes half closing, as if preparing for a massage.

After a few seconds to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, Jack leaned in again, set his cock's engorged head against her swollen nipple, and began to nudge the sensitive, pink skin of his glans against it, as he slowly masturbated. Antoinette moaned, a quiet and controlled noise, one of those calculated sounds she loved to make to purposefully send him into a frenzy of erotic hunger. Of course, she loved doing that when the rules of the game were about him trying to control his arousal. And now, watching Elaine gently bounce the huge tit in her hand, making it softly stir the flowing, hot water of the jacuzzi, and causing the hard nipple to rub against his cock's head, his arousal was already maxed.

Elaine was a lot, lot lot lot more comfortable with the situation than Julee and Ashley ever were. Even Ashley, a ball of joy and energy, was always hesitant to do anything off the cuff. She was Antoinette's pet, through and through. Elaine, on the other hand, was Antoinette's equal. That, sent a surge of hunger and need through Jack he hadn't expected. That someone else, not someone influenced by the Vinculum or Antoinette's presence in any way, someone as old and experienced as Antoinette, would happily join her in a threesome with him, was a huge stroke to his sexual ego. It was also kind of frightening, because she wouldn't just take Antoinette's cues for what to enjoy, and what to do. She had her own tastes, her own desires, and who the fuck knew what would happen.

He already felt a drop of precum tingle down through his length, and leak out onto Antoinette's areola, before disappearing into the hot water. Damn. He slowed his hand down until it was almost still, and Elaine chuckled as she smiled up at him.

"Ann's nipples have always been terribly sensitive. I hope you have been using that to your advantage."

"I... I have," he managed to say, voice wavering and quiet as he struggled to keep his orgasm from arriving. Three minutes in, and ready to cum already, jesus christ. He knew he'd be able to go again, being Kindred and all, but still, embarrassing.

Antoinette's right hand found her right breast, and teased it, fingers running along and around its edges before tracing circles into her areola, while Jack teased her left breast. Several times, she lifted the enormous pillow to her mouth, and gave her own nipple a tender kiss, all while grinning at Jack with her eyes. But she said nothing, happy to watch and smile, and see where things went.

"That is good," Elaine said, "I would hate to know my friend has not been enjoying her sexual endeavors."

"I--"

"Ha. Do not worry, Jack Terry. Your lover speaks highly of your attentiveness." While her right hand continued to cup Antoinette's closer breast, her left hand slid her blonde hair past her ear before she leaned in toward the breast, and set a kiss on Antoinette's bosom. The kiss started high, closer to her friend's shoulder, before inching down closer and closer toward the areola.

Jack pulled back, but Elaine reached out with her left hand, and pulled him back in.

"But I--"

"Do not stop," the Ventrue said. The Ventrue ordered. It would have been audacious of her, if Antoinette hadn't looked like she'd been ready to say the same thing.

He gulped, and resumed, very, very slowly stroking his length as he rubbed his aching glans along Antoinette's nipple. Elaine's kisses get kept getting closer, and closer, and he continued to masturbate, eyes locked onto the gorgeous woman's lips planting kisses on his lover's breast. Finally, her lips found Antoinette's nipple, and set a heavy kiss against it, and the head of his cock.

Antoinette groaned, another masterful sound Jack recognized, one of her 'I am most pleased, continue' sounds. He did, staring, eyes locked on the sight of Elaine kissing and suckling on the head of his cock, just above the surface of the water. Christ, it felt good. It felt really, really good. Elaine wasn't afraid to be forceful with her lips, to put pressure into her kisses, and bathe his cock's tip while also making sure to draw Antoinette's nipple in with her kisses.

Jack gulped as he looked down through the water, and saw Elaine slide her left hand down from his leg, across Antoinette's, and up her thigh to find her bikini bottom. Her fingers slid along his lover's smooth mons, disappeared under the fabric, and started moving. Another quiet moan from Antoinette announced her pleasure, and her left arm lowered to settle along Elaine's back and shoulders. She smiled down at the woman kissing her breast, before looking up at Jack with a much more mischievous grin.

"I hope you do not mind, if Elaine helps in pleasuring me, my love. To make it up to you, I am sure Elaine will not mind if we bathe her in your seed, later." She licked a fang as she continued masturbating with her other breast, massaging her nipple more forcefully, matching the increasing desperation of Elaine's kisses.

It wasn't like he hadn't seen someone else make Antoinette cum before. Ashley and Julee often made her cum while Jack enjoyed playing with her breasts or something. And, he'd made Ashley and Julee cum, while Antoinette masturbated or some such. Seeing an equal, a fellow Kindred with all the implied privileges and earned power of Antoinette, start fingering the Prince without so much as asking, let alone be guided to do so, was a completely different experience.

It was fucking arousing as all god damn hell.

"I... I don't mind," he said, even as his eyes locked onto the sight of Elaine's lips suckling the side of his glans. She hadn't asked if she could pleasure him, either. It just happened, because the woman was riding the exact same sexual wavelength and rhythm as Antoinette. Well, Antoinette had said they were old friends, and they had not only fucked hundreds of kine together, and probably some other vampires too, but also fucked each other occasionally purely for the erotic joy of it. They had a much larger sexual history together, than he and Antoinette did.

He thought maybe he should have been kind of jealous about that, considering the situation. But, as Elaine continued to kiss his cock, until he felt the rising heat flow up his length, and powerful sparks of pleasure down from his glans, he couldn't find any jealousy for the life of him. Just a white blanket snuffing out his thoughts, as he started to cum onto his lover's breast, and Elaine's lips.

She eased the power of her kisses, adopting a far gentler suckling pressure. Her left arm pumped up and down in the water, earning some quiet moans from Antoinette, all while she continued kiss and lick his glans and her friend's nipple. Multitasking expert. Antoinette looked down at her breasts, and let out a long, happy sigh, as she started to cum, the intimately familiar, if subtle expression on her face announcing her pleasure. She didn't stop them, content to watch Jack cum onto her body and onto Elaine's lips, as Elaine fingered her.