Endangered Ch. 05

The vampire had a minor eureka moment then, coming to two key revelatory conclusions.

Firstly, she was well and truly dragonstruck, head-over-heels for the masculine Being before her. Despite what she might like to try and convince herself, the cursed blood pact was the only thing holding her back now.

Secondly, she was going to somehow kill Reyla Narlakis and nullify their pact. Then she'd be free to sink her aching fangs into the dragon's soft neck and suck greedily on his rich blood, never bothering to taste another ever again. With any luck, the dragon would be sinking his mighty cock deep inside her sweltering womanhood at the same moment, satisfying another equally delicious ache.

"Are you okay, Lillian?" Chris asked, looking up at the distracted vampire. "Annabel asked you if it would make vampires rebel against the Synod."

"Oh...Sorry." Lillian collected herself quickly, noticing she was highly aroused, to the point of conspicuousness. She retreated a little way. "No. Well, maybe. Only a few could rebel before they get scrubbed out. The vampire council must be onboard with the Synod's decision, which means anyone trying to rebel will have no backing from anyone in power."

"It's like they're stuck in some sort of feudal system, from the dark ages," Annabel mused to herself.

Chris did actually notice the enticing, honey-tinged smell of aroused vampire in the air and gave himself a secret smile. He wondered what the beautiful, buxom goddess had been thinking about.

"Are you going to be okay with this, Lillian?" he asked.

"Me? Don't be silly. There's no shortage of donated blood and I'm sure I could find a willing, delicious source to have on hand." She tried not to make it too obvious she meant him.

"Actually, the President said that they would meet any shortfalls we have in our blood supply and agreed that consensual feeding would be legal after the Revelation," Michelle added. "I think that went a way towards sweetening up that ancient Transylvanian lord."

Lillian laughed. The oldest vampire in the world was actually a big old sweetie... usually.

"So, what's next, Michelle?" Chris asked.

"Well, Lady Narlakis wants me to assist her for the next few weeks. She said the Synod is going to be meeting every day while they come up with a treaty outlining Being rights and the ways you can use your powers. After that, I'll be in charge of setting up and heading the first branch of the Being Interaction Agency, the Denver branch."

"Wow! That's huge, Michelle!" Annabel exclaimed. "Aren't you excited, that's got to be a promotion, right?"

"Yeah, I guess. It's all a bit overwhelming. It's such a huge task to prepare for this, to think of all the ways we're going to have to manage public response. For example, the President said they're not even going to bother getting every single country onboard with this, just all the biggest and easiest, relying on intimidation, shock, and Being support when they finally announce the reveal. The Synod seemed to think they could disable the militaries of any countries that try to hunt down Beings or start skirmishes."

"You're certainly going to be busy, perhaps this is your calling. I mean you managed to capture and deal with me okay."

Chris couldn't help but chuckle at the recent memory, how haughty and confident Michelle had been as she'd arrested him. He wanted to see the return of that woman.

"Maybe," Michelle agreed, giving Chris a tentative smile. "I think my calling at the moment is dinner and bed, though."

"How about we get some room service and watch a movie?" Susan suggested.

"That sounds wonderful."

"Michelle, what about Radek?" Chris had to ask.

"He's gone, Chris. Completely off our radar and my boss at the NSA is still missing. We can only assume he was either on-board with Radek or that Radek has made him disappear. The Synod said they had their best people dedicated to finding him but that's all they're saying."

***

They ended up having pizza, eating it on the very couches and armchairs they'd ordered it from as some sort of adventure/comedy film played out on TV.

Michelle initially found it infinitely bizarre that Beings could behave like this; enjoyed watching human TV and movies, eating junk. Although, she guessed it kind of made sense. Beings still had to fit and blend into the human world, so why not take advantage of its comforts and entertainments?

Susan and Annabel took the opportunity to cuddle with Chris on the sofa while Michelle lazed in an armchair, as did Lillian, visible again after sunset.

Michelle almost fell asleep a couple times, looking over to watch the two women pamper the young man with kisses and pets as he swapped his attention between them. They weren't even pretending to follow the movie. She thought he must be in heaven. Two beautiful women happily sharing his affection; wasn't that every guy's fantasy? She had to admit, it was kinda hot.

Suddenly, after a little whispered conversation, Susan got up off the couch and hurriedly dragged Chris into her bedroom. Annabel was left to her own devices, looking a little put out.

"You just let that happen, with your own fiancé?" Michelle asked.

Annabel straightened herself out a bit before answering, meeting the older woman's eyes. "Yes. I'll have him to myself tonight when we go to bed. But it's okay for now. Oh, and I'll have him in the morning, too."

"He can do that?" Michelle asked, disbelievingly. Her own sexual experiences indicated that sex was a one-and-done affair, not necessarily providing much pleasure for herself.

Lillian smirked before explaining.

"Dragon males are considered superlative lovers amongst Beings. They have neigh unlimited stamina and pheromones to drive a woman into unbelievable states of arousal. That's not to mention the magical transfer properties of their semen or the sexually addictive stimulant they can inject to induce fertility. The fact that there are only seven alive gives them almost mythical status."

"No way. You're kidding me."

"Can't you tell he's attractive, has some sort of draw which constantly pulls you towards him? Don't believe me? Why don't you ask her?" Lillian pointed at the blushing young woman left alone on the couch.

"Well?" Michelle asked when no answer was immediately forthcoming. The subject had arousal dewing her inner depths. She couldn't help it as her imagination ran wild without confirmation or denial of the vampire's ridiculous claims.

"It's true," Annabel whispered before getting louder, pride entering her voice. "We took each other's virginity but I can't imagine there could ever be anything better. He... ah, well, I'll just say it... his cum makes you orgasm as soon as it hits you, no matter where. And it's very... palatable."

"Get out of town," Michelle whispered in shock, making Annabel and Lillian laugh aloud at her turn of phrase and comical expression.

"Oh yes, Annabel here is the envy of every unspoken-for, red-blooded woman in hundreds of miles. If you had magical senses, you could see her and that little tattoo glowing with his energy after every time they go at it. Which, by the way, Annabel, is in no way discrete with the amount of noise you two make."

Annabel blushed even more but was happy, smiling at the thought that the dragon was hers and other women envied her.

"Is he... oh, God. Is he... you know, big?" Michelle couldn't stop herself, the sex talk was sucking her deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole, emboldening her.

Annabel giggled, shaking her head. She couldn't control herself enough to give a straight answer, didn't know if she even should.

"Is he?" Lillian asked, eager to hear the verdict now that the question was out in the open. She had her own suspicions, but as a woman of unusually tall and large stature, she had a preference for well-endowed men.

"Of course," Annabel managed to blurt out before falling into hysterics.

"Wow."

"Details, woman, details!" Lillian pushed, squeezing her thighs together and pushing her temped sex into the cushion below.

"Uh-uh. Now way," Annabel laughed. What was she supposed to say, that she never quite managed to get him all the way inside her before he butted against her womb? That she struggled to wrap her lips over the flare of his cockhead? That he even got slightly bigger in his half form?

"So, Lillian hasn't?" Michelle asked.

"No," Lillian answered, keeping her voice as steady as possible.

"But I thought... oh."

"You know I'd let you, right?" Annabel started nervously, she didn't know how the vampire would react but she could see the drawn, slightly pained look on her face and wanted to relieve it. "I see the way he looks at you..."

Lillian was rocked by Annabel's assertion, her generosity towards such a selfish and dangerous creature.

"Annabel, it's not that simple. I'm not allowed to, and if I ever did couple with him I wouldn't be able to resist drinking his blood. From what I've heard, my vampire would become addicted and I'd never settle for anything else. It's hard enough just being around him all the time."

"You want to, though, right?" Michelle prodded, missing the seriousness of Lillian's confession.

"What do you think?" the vampire sighed.

***

In the bedroom nearby, Susan was busy enjoying her allotted time with Chris.

She'd let him undress her, slowly, exploring her breasts and teasing her neck and tummy with his wicked lips, enjoying the wonderfully sexy little nibbles with which he pampered her skin.

He was currently attempting to convince her she should allow him to give her oral, rubbing his nose in her full bush and kissing her thighs as she stood with her legs closed to him.

"No," Susan breathed as he continued to chip away at her resolve with his sinful touches, making her insides quiver and leak slightly between her thighs. She was already drenched.

"And why not?" Chris chuckled, muffled slightly as he tried to worm his mouth towards her core. Already his face was misted with her essence, his nose and mouth full of her womanly scent.

"I said, I want you to fuck me."

Susan gasped as he managed to snake his hot tongue deep enough between her legs to brush her clit. She pushed his head back and pulled him up by the hair until he was standing above her again. Leaning forwards, her full breasts squishing delightfully into his broad chest, she wrapped her arms up around his neck and nibbled his ear playfully.

"I need you inside me, right now," she added in a husky whisper, falling backward onto her bed and pulling him along with a happy giggle.

Her legs parted as they righted themselves after the tumble, playfully struggling against each other for a moment. Suddenly he was looking down at her so seriously, barely inches away with his satisfying weight pinning her to the bed.

"Hi," she whispered, reaching up to brush his cheek as they studied each other.

"I love you so much, Mom."

"I know, baby," she breathed, feeling her emotions overflow. He'd made her so happy, falling into their new relationship so thoroughly.

Guiding his head down to kiss him gently, she could feel his erection laid across the heat of her mound, up through her forest and onto her navel. It felt so hot, she could've sworn it was pulsing. She needed him.

"Show me. Now, please, Chris."

Chris felt her hand brush down his side, making him shiver as it reached between their excited bodies to grasp him. He pulled his hips up and back, giving her the room she needed to align them. Her legs were splayed high and wide, he could feel her slickness against his crown as she briefly rubbed him between her plush labia.

Suddenly he was in position and he couldn't hold back. With only a little restraint, his hips pushed forwards and he groaned in ecstasy as his cock pierced deep into her. So soft, clingy and hot.

"Oh fuck! Oh yes, Chris! Yes!" Susan screeched in delight as his thickness slid all the way home in one quick, long thrust. She didn't care about the twinge of pain she felt as her insides stretched to accommodate him so suddenly, she only cared that he was inside her again. Right where he belonged.

He held himself still for a moment to deliver a kiss to her panting mouth before he started thrusting with mind-bogglingly pleasurable strokes, slowly out and quickly back into her core, as deep as she could stand to take him in her quivering little pussy. Angling his hips occasionally, she cried out as he kept her guessing where his girth would push and rub at next, emphasizing her pleasure.

Susan keened with each thrust, so satisfyingly full with the only man she loved, feeling so complete and cherished. His hands rubbed up her flanks or down across her thighs, sending little shivers of sensation across her skin as his erection stirred a climax into existence in her molten core.

He wasn't being gentle anymore. He was really giving it to her, grunting in satisfaction with each of his long thrusts. Susan felt her entire body quickly rise and tense, pleasure building behind a flimsy barrier. She gasped for breath as he pinned her to the bed and fucked her, her breasts mashing up into his chest.

Chris felt her near her limit. She was so sensitive to him and it felt so damn good to be inside her. His lips toyed across her neck and up into her damp hair, finding her tender little earlobe to play with and nibble.

"Come for me, Susan, just let it go."

Instantly, her limbs froze as her body obeyed his low command. He thrust deep one more time and held still as she came alive.

"Ahh! Hhoouu! Keep going, baby, please!" Susan begged as the damn burst inside her and pleasure overflowed her banks. Her body bucked and shook, arms and legs locked around his torso as he began thrusting again at her request, pushing through the rhythmic tightening of her slick vagina.

It was almost too much. She nearly begged him to stop, but moments later she was thankful for her perseverance as another huge wave of pleasure crashed over her. All she could manage was an unintelligible, disbelieving moan in response.

Chris didn't even bother trying to hold back; fucking her through an orgasm was a doomed endeavor. She was so hot as she came, clutching him in a frantic grip with both her pussy and her limbs, locked around him to prevent his escape.

His dragon roared, preparing to release a blast of energy to their lover. He felt himself expand, his abdominals tensing in that glorious moment at the brink, his eyes shut tight in pleasure as he thrust as deep as he could.

Then he released.

"Fuck!" he growled into her shoulder as he felt his first pulse of semen race the length of his shaft, feeling those indescribably mingled pleasures of delicious tension and exquisite release. He felt the added sensation of the magic flowing through him, setting his body alight before it all somehow flew out the tip of his cock with his seed.

It was quickly followed by more powerfully jetted squirts. On cue, Susan whimpered, her orgasm renewing as his scalding, thick ejaculate first peppered then flooded her cervix.

She went limp in his arms as he finished, amazed how long he continued to spurt. Each shot triggered another set of contractions from her quivering vagina, which in turn sent another bolt of pleasure across his over-stimulated cockhead and down his shaft. For a moment, he thought it would never end.

"Holy fuck!" Chris breathed against her skin as he finally finished. "I...I don't think I've ever come that hard before. You're amazing, Susan."

He kissed her neck but felt no response. A little worried, he pushed his weight off of her with shaky arms and sat back on his ass.

"Mom?"

Give her a moment, his dragon advised. She's just a little overloaded.

Her head lolled to the side against the pillow without his support; her eyes were closed and her breath came heavily from her heaving, sweaty chest.

Chris couldn't help but chuckle, feeling his firm penis twitch inside her overfilled depths, their essences leaking thick and white from their mated sexes. He leaned back over her, resting on his elbows so their bodies touched but he wasn't putting as much weight on her. Kissing across her cheeks and unresponsive lips, he smiled in pride. He'd fucked this gorgeous witch silly.

A few moments later, she began kissing back weakly. Her eyelids fluttered, revealing beautiful, confused blue pools. However, confusion quickly melted into pure lust and love as she came into her surroundings again, feeling him and his essence deep inside her, his magic coursing her body to the point where she thought she would burst.

"Hi," he said, smiling cockily down at her.

What are you supposed to say to that? Susan wondered as she processed the sluggish, heavy happiness flowing through her veins, making her weak and sleepy.

Smug satisfaction was written all over his handsome face, and she couldn't exactly tell him not to let it go to his head. He'd just given her three quick-fire orgasms until she'd passed out. He should be proud of himself; she was proud of him.

"That was unbelievable, Chris," she said honestly as her breathing slowed.

"Thanks. I think it was the most intense I've ever felt." Chris lazily rolled them onto their sides, still joined by their sticky, satisfied sexes.

"Mmmhhh, I can tell. I'm absolutely overflowing with magic. You've got to stop putting so much into me or I'll... "

"Explode with pleasure and be knocked unconscious?" Chris laughed, his movement teasing them both.

"I'm serious, you could fry me," Susan warned as she felt him begin toying gently with one of her nipples.

"Buy a surge protector," he quipped back, giving her a firm tweak.

"You're terrible." Susan blushed. "Not going to let me forget that, are you?"

"No, Mom, of course, I'm not. I made you pass out. You don't really want me to forget though, do you?"

"No, baby, I want frequent reminders. I love you, and that was phenomenal."

"I love you too... Want to go again?" he asked hopefully, still firm inside her heat.

"Oh, fine." Susan pretended to be put out before smiling and kissing her son's lips affectionately. "Just let me grab a crystal out of my purse. I brought some home from work just in case we did it tonight."

Susan crawled off his erection with some effort and a lewd, squelching pop, her body sluggish and unresponsive. She felt empty as her insides readjusted to his absence while she rummaged at the edge of the bed for the small, clear, quartz crystal. When she returned he spooned behind her with his wet, swollen, penis against her ass cheeks.

As she grasped the crystal to her chest and began draining his excess energy, he slipped himself back inside her, thrusting languidly into her depths and forcing a moan from her throat.

"Oh my God, Chris, you don't even know what you're doing to me," she groaned, his cock filling her again, forcing pleasure into her body.

The crystal pulsed purple as he turned her head and silenced her moan with his lips.

"I'm fucking you, Susan," he murmured into her hot, smooth skin.

"Mmrrm oohhhhh, Baby, yes, you are. Don't stop."

He didn't.

They made love slowly like that for what seemed like hours, neither in any sort of rush. They lay unmoving for minutes at a time, just enjoying the feeling of their union while they kissed. Eventually though, they would start moving against each other again, building their pleasure until they gently came together in a hush of whimpers and whispered, loving promises.

Susan barely managed to drain what he'd given her the second time into the crystal before she was nodding off with his softening penis still inside her. Chris eventually slipped from her spent womanhood and tucked her under the blankets.