My Little Ventrue Pt. 09 Ch. 02

The last few waves came out slowly, heavy waves that flowed down his length on their own, and joined the rivers of white that coated her breasts. The X black covers she'd put on her nipples were lost underneath them.

"God damn. Never been covered in so much cum. And I had four ghouls, ya know." Laughing again, she stood up, slipped free of his hands, ran a finger through the white that coated her chest, and smiled down at him. "Think you can hold still a little longer?"

He slowly nodded. Even with him sitting on the weak fabric thing of her den, its softness bending under his weight, she was only tall enough to be eye level with him when she stood. And the sight of his cum trickling down her body sent a surge through him that demanded he grab her, and slam her down on his cock. But he didn't. Control. Breathe. His mate wanted to try something because she trusted him, and he loved his mate.

She climbed onto his lap, such a little thing compared to him, and set her left hand against his chest. Her right hand reached down, grabbed his soaked length, and aimed it up toward her slit. But the tiny black thing there blocked it, and she laughed as she set her feet on the seat around them, squatting, so she could use both hands, one to guide his length up to her soaked hole, the other to pull the fabric aside.

Word. What was the word. Remember, words. Thong.

Once she'd managed to take the tip of his cock, already enough to spread her wide, she let go of the thong, hooking it around her swollen pussy, and took his shoulder again. Groaning, the vampire forced herself down lower, and her mouth dropped open as she looked down and stared at the growing bulge along her abs reaching higher.

"Fucking christ, every time. I've taken fat dragon dildos smaller than you, you know?" She shivered as she lowered herself down again, taking another inch, and her clenching, drenched insides squeezed on his cock enough to compress it, just slightly, just enough for flesh to slide along dripping flesh. "I mean, look at this." As she finally took the last of his length above the knot of his cock, her knees found the seat outside his hips, and she whimpered as she leaned back. Her left hand pressed on his knee for balance, and her right hand reached down, and pressed on the bulge pushing out against her stomach. It reached a little past her navel, and she still had a few inches if she wanted to take all of him.

That would come later.

"Bet you can feel this," she said, and she pressed her hand against her lower abs and mons. Eric often did that, because he knew it pushed her sensitive insides down against whatever was penetrating her. And she obviously enjoyed it now. But he could also feel it, with how his red, engorged flesh filled her, stretching her wide and deep, so every trembling motion she made was delicious friction on his sensitive skin. And feeling her hand press her flesh against his cock felt amazing.

He set his enormous hands on her legs, and watched as his mate set both her hands on his shoulders, and ground herself around and around. Her slit's lips rubbed against his knot repeatedly, drenching him, and her breath broke into heavy groans as she increased her rhythm. Watching her dance on his cock earned a deep, hungry rumble from him, and his cum-drenched mate quaked as she stared up at him.

She looked down again, and stared at herself as she came. Clenching muscles leaked more juices, demanding he grab her and fuck her, but he didn't. Not yet. He rumbled again, and watched as his mate squeezed on his cock as she forced herself to push her hips back and forth, despite her climax. Muscle spasms inside her milked on his cock, sending jolts down through his length.

"Big bad wolf, being all noble and gentle with me." She shivered as she lifted her ass, and bounced on him, taking him deep enough to stretch her cunt deep, but only ever rubbing her swollen lips against the top of his knot, soaking it. "Knowing you could... snap... anytime, and go ballistic on me? Fuuuuck, gets me so damn... wet..." She bounced faster, cum-soaked breasts jiggling against her chest, and insides clamping down as more spasms worked through her. Soon, her juices trickled down his testicles.

The feel of her heat, sizzling on his skin, drenching the last few inches of his cock in her cum, was too much. He growled at her, earning wide eyes of mild panic from his mate, and he tightened his grip on her hips.

He stood up.

"Eric! Holy shit, w-wait a second, Tash is--" She tried to grab his shoulders, but the moment he had his weight on the balls of his talons, he tightened his grip on her hips and waist, and worked her back and forth. His mate erupted into moans, and grabbed his wrists instead, small hands not able to circle half their girth. Soon she was horizontal, upper half leaning back and rocking back and and forth as he worked her on his length.

The door opened.

Eric snapped his gaze to the door. He'd been so preoccupied, so focused on his mate, he'd forgotten where they were, and--oh, it was Natasha, the small vampire. Right, his mate had asked her to come. Why? Because his mate liked it when others saw, especially this little one.

That was fine. He didn't mind.

"J-J-Jessy," she said, whole body trembling, eyes wide.

"Hey Tash, it's ok. It's ok, really, just... fuuuuuuuuck."

Eric bounced his mate on his cock once more, a gentle thrust of his hips and pull of his hands enough to have her body trembling. Each thrust sank her on his length until her taut slit rubbed against the top of his knot, and he pulled back, only to thrust into her again, each time drenching more of his length in her juices.

Natasha stared, frozen, eyes wide and hands shaking. Eric rumbled, a heavy rolling purr, and he looked at his mate's friend as he continued to thrust into Jessy's body. Mating left anyone vulnerable, but she was a friend of his mate's. Her presence meant they were safer to continue, not that they should stop.

He looked down at his mate, and rumbled louder as the first tingling sparks of impending climax hit him. The pleasure tremors buried him in desire, and he pulled his mate down onto his cock harder as his body demanded he satisfy it. Jessy squeaked, and trembled as her insides clenched harder on him, as if trying to stop him from fully burying himself inside. His mate was cute, and helpless.

He pulled her toward him, hard, and growled as he forced the knot of his cock against her squeezing muscles. His mate groaned, but continued to clench as hard as she could. Either she couldn't stop herself, or she wanted to fight him and make it difficult for him. He did love wrestling with his mate. He growled playfully, and pulled on her hips harder while forcing his own hips toward her in a slow, relentless push, until her trembling pussy spread more and more. With a wet slap, three more inches of his girth sank into her already stretched insides, earning a much higher pitched squeak from her as the knot of his cock forced its way into her slit.

Natasha let out a similar squeak, and stared at Jessy's dangling body. The Gangrel tried to hold onto his wrists, but soon her arms went limp and hung down underneath her like her legs, still spread wide by his own. That was fine. His mate was light, and he loved the way she fit in his palms. Like this, he could bounce her on his length, keep most of his cock inside her, and admire how his girth made her abs bulge well past her navel.

He stayed inside her, balls deep, bouncing her a couple inches fast enough to have her limbs swinging underneath her, and her cum-soaked breasts sliding back and forth over her chest. With each bounce, the thickest part of his cock pulled out a little of her pink insides for him to see, before he slammed her back against him. Every stroke stretched her deep, forcing groans out of her, and she clenched on him as she came again. In the past, she'd told him she loved how much pressure the fatter part of his cock put on her g-spot. And he couldn't stop himself regardless. He had to get inside her, every inch, until his mate's insides were taut, and squeezing him so hard every bounce sent overpowering waves of pleasure into his body.

The first gush of cum filled her immediately, overflowing and oozing out of her, down her thighs and ass, and down his testicles. The second squirted out of her, splashing against his abs and pelvis as he bounced her again, and again. By the third, his cum flowed down his mate's thighs, and dripped from her toes. His mate trembled with each bounce, legs and arms swaying underneath her, and she managed to turn her head toward her friend.

"Sorry, Tash. I... I tried to stay in control, you know? Figured it might be easier for... for you, if you wanted a peek. Kinda... kinda backfired."

Natasha gulped, stared, and said nothing. Eric looked at her, earning a squeak of surprise, but he rumbled his contentment, and looked back to his mate, still bent backward with hips and lower back in his hands. His orgasm faded, flexing muscles no longer forced cum into her, and the pleasure waves died away.

But he wanted more.

With another blissful rumble, he turned his mate over, keeping her pinned on his length. She mewled openly, enough energy coming back to her to squeeze on his fingers at her sides.

"Eric? Slow... slow down."

"Jess! Is he--"

"I'm fine," she said between groans, "just... want him to slow down a bit, so you can get a better look."

Eric chuckled, a deep, heavy sound, and Natasha stared at him all the harder. He didn't understand his mate sometimes. But, if she wanted her friend to watch, it didn't bother him. It was his mate he wanted, her, only her, all of her.

He set a leg down on the soft sitting spot beside him. The... couch. He made sure to keep his claws off it, his shin and the back of his foot on the... cushions. The words, the right words, crept in through the cracks of his mind, through the forests and shadows. And after another deep breath, they solidified. Couch. Cushions. Apartment. Living room. He nodded to himself, and lowered until Jessy's own knees managed to find the cushions, and her hands found the arm of the couch.

With one hand wrapped around her waist, his other reached out, and held the arm of the couch as well, letting him lean forward so he could dwarf his mate underneath him. Content, he rumbled again, earning a mewl from his mate, as he worked her back and forth. Now that he was fully inside her, he had no intention of leaving, and he kept the whole of his length in her as he fucked her from behind. Each pull toward him, met with a small thrust of his own, bounced her large, firm ass against the solid wall of his pelvis, before he pulled back enough so her trembling slit started to spread as his knot fought to escape her vise grip. But before it did, he thrust into her again.

The smaller vampire came closer. Only one of his arm's length away, she stood beside him and her friend, eyes wide and looking his mate from head to ass.

"He's... all inside you."

"Fucking yes he is!" Jessy squeezed on the arm of the couch, and grunted between his thrusts.

"I c-can... see how deep he's pushing."

"Fuuuuuuuuck."

"I can... see b-bits of your... insides... when he pulls back."

"God damn it, Tash, you're turning me--" His mate melted in his grip, body threatening to collapse as it quivered uncontrollably. His grip on her waist kept her where she was, ass up, snug to his body. Even as she squirmed, trying to slow him down, he didn't. He was too close, and the heat of her juices soaking his cock was too much to ignore.

But then he looked down at the little vampire beside them. She'd come closer, eyes locked onto Jessy at first, but now, on him. Slowly, her gaze reached up to his face, and she meeped as he looked at her with one eye, his snout still pointed down at his mate. But she didn't back away. Instead, she came a little closer, until she was only a few feet from Jessy's side, and her eyes slid up and down Eric's body.

She liked the way he looked, but, she was shaken, startled, and scared.

Eric rumbled, and slowed down, letting the building heat underneath his cock settle. And with a slow movement, so his mate's little friend didn't get spooked, he turned, and sat on the couch, careful of his tail. The big seat, barely able to manage his weight, creaked as he rested back against it, and hooked his hands underneath his mate's thighs and ass, grip large enough to encompass them and her lower back.

With her thighs up, legs spread in his grip, and back resting against his stomach, he worked his mate up and down on his length slowly, and her little friend stared at them. She was mesmerized.

"You're covered in cum," the little one whispered.

Jessy chuckled between her groans. "I gave him a tit job before you got here."

"Tr-Transformed?"

"Yeap. Totally hot. Got in the mood cause I saw Jack's latest tape. Seen it?"

"No. B-But, I mean... I've seen that kinda stuff, in person." The little vampire's eyes drifted up and down Jessy's body, and then up to Eric's head, where it naturally came forward from his shoulders, and hovered over his mate. "He's really in control, isn't he?"

"He is. He--" Jessy squealed openly as Eric lifted her up off the knot of his cock, and she pressed her arms down against her raised knees, forcing her back into his sternum as she quivered. "Fuck! Oh god, fuck that's--nng!" She let out a heavy, deep groan, when he forced it back into her, and her body quaked again.

This time, he stayed inside her, every inch, and bounced her fast, making her moan between pants as he worked himself up to another orgasm.

When it came, he spread her legs more, making sure the little one could see everything, as he slowly worked his mate up and down a single inch. He normally thrust and thrust hard when cumming, but after the treat his mate had given him at the start of tonight, a part of him wanted to try that too. Slowly working her, milking his length, it was easier to focus on the pleasure as her trembling, soaked insides squeezed cum out of him.

It gushed out of his mate almost instantly, and the little vampire squeaked as she watched it pour down over his testicles. Heavy, thick seed that sent waves of bliss through him, demanding he fuck his mate until she squealed. But he didn't. No, control, breathe. He went slow, using her body to milk his pleasure, and let her settle from her own. And, let her friend watch, unafraid, or at least less afraid.

"Oh my god. You're g... g-gonna have a lot to clean up." The little vampire hugged herself as she looked down at the mess on the floor, and then up to Jessy's body. "He looks like he m-might... puncture your diaphragm."

"Ha! I'm fine. Fine..." His mate ran her hands up and down her body, caressing her skin and massaging his cum into it, before she reached down, and cupped his testicles. As his cum flowed out of her, it splashed over her wrists and palms, and she groaned as she lifted her hands again to rub her newly soaked fingers against her distended abs.

The little vampire looked up at him. "Eric, you um... you're... wow."

"Natasha," he said, voice that choppy bark sound. "Mate likes... when you watch."

His mate's friend smiled. "I'm j-just... wow, you're really in control. And, um..." She looked Jessy up and down a few times, but it was him her eyes lingered on. "You're... really hot."

He rumbled a purr, earning a tiny squeak from the tiny vampire, and a deep groan from his mate. He let go of her legs, allowing them to settle down between his own, and grabbed his lover's hips and waist. And slowly, he started to bounce her on his cock again.

"Again? Fuuuuu... uuu... uuuuck." Jessy collapsed back against him, spread her legs, let her arms go limp, and lay against his chest as he masturbated with her body. And her little vampire friend watched.

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