The Lady Has Needs (2 page)

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Dominick sampled the drink. If she was trying to poison him, he would know it immediately. It tasted like blood…the real thing, heated to body temperature and very tasty. He moved his tongue around in his mouth. It didn’t leave the rusty taste that normal blood did.
Egad, what has she invented?
He continued to drink it.

Several minutes later, he heard the water stop plopping against the shower stall. Dominick polished off the rest of the drink and waited patiently for Lillian. She made a grand entrance wearing a black leather bustier bra with matching panties. Firm breasts peeked out at him and even jiggled when she walked.

Dominick gulped. Black fishnet stocking and slippers with very high heels completed the outfit. He fought to keep his fangs from exploding through his gums. He didn’t want to let her know how turned on she had him. The riding crop in her hand added to the ambiance. “Is that for me or for you?”

Lillian fully entered the room, allowing him to get a very good look at what she had to offer. “My house, my party, Dominick.”

He hadn’t had his ass spanked in centuries. He put the empty glass on the cocktail table and walked over to her. “I hope you know how to use that thing.”

Lillian reached behind him and squeezed one of his butt cheeks. “Mmm, I like a man with a great ass.”

Dominick’s cock throbbed in his briefs. He swept the feisty wench up into his arms. “Which way to your bedroom?”

“Upstairs, first door on the right,” Lillian said.

Walking would have taken him too long, so he flew her up to the room. He had to juggle her some to open the door. Dominick stepped inside. There was a bed in the huge room. The rest of the equipment just simply blew his mind. “I don’t know anyone who owns their own rack anymore.” He closed the door with his foot and placed Lillian on the floor.

Lillian walked over to a huge closet and opened it.

Dominick followed. “Oh my gawd.” The woman had a huge assortment of bondage toys, restraints, butt plugs, whips, straps, and an assortment of vibrators and dildos. He swallowed. Maybe he should have called Cyril and let him know where he was in case he became a statistic.

Lillian fingered a purple blindfold. “Pick your poison,” she said to him.

Dominick picked up a cute pair of restraints and a matching collar.

Lillian put away the riding crop and chose a leather whip with a butt plug attachment.

Dominick shuddered.
This is going to be one hell of an adventure.

“Strip,” Lillian ordered. “Slowly.”

Dominick toed out of his shoes first, and then removed the suit coat.

Lillian pretended not to notice as she searched through a shelf of assorted lubes and gels.

Dominick was down to his briefs and socks when she finally looked his way.

She raised an interested auburn eyebrow and ran her tongue over her bottom lip.

Dominick shuddered with desire. Usually, he took the lead, but he didn’t mind being the submissive this time.

“Lose the briefs, but keep the socks,” Lillian said.

She was definitely an odd chick. Dominick slowly lowered the black briefs, exposing his rapidly hardening cock, the family jewels and his ass to the Femdomme.

“Assume the position,” Lillian ordered.

Dominick walked over to the bed, bent over it, and presented his buttocks to her. The first lash made him quiver in pain, but his dick stood straight up harder than it’d ever been in years. And Lillian kept turning the whip on him until his arms and legs began to protest.

She finally stopped and walked over to him to admire her handiwork. A soft hand rubbed and stroked his ass. “The skin is hardly broken and it’s nice and red,” she said to him. She gave one of the cheeks a little kiss. “Have you ever been ridden before?”

“Once or twice,” Dominick said, remembering his private times with Cyril when they first met. Right now that seemed like so very long ago. His butt cheeks burned and his cock throbbed as Lillian began working some lube inside of his ass with two of her slender fingers. Seconds later she removed them and slid in the plug at the base of the whip.

“Oh my,” Dominick said as his ass opened for the probe. He hadn’t felt anything so good in a long time.

“You’re enjoying this a little too much,” Lillian said as she removed the plug. “Maybe I need to use something different.” She walked away from him, entered the closet and walked out wearing a strap-on with a dildo. “Get on the bed.”

Dominick did as he was told. He climbed on the bed and faced forward, not wanting to see the satisfaction in her eyes as she lubed up the dildo and prepared his ass for penetration.

Lillian climbed aboard and gripped him by the hips to bring him closer to her.

He felt the cold rubber as it nudged his little pucker. “Ah!” he cried out as Lillian pushed it into him and began fucking him with vigor. Dominick didn’t break the role as submissive as Lillian had her way with him. To rock back and forth on his knees meant he was enjoying the act instead of suffering at her hands. She had chosen a very large dildo and it took everything in him to keep from crying out in pain.

“You like this, don’t you?” Lillian asked as she moved the dildo in and out of his sore ass.

“No, Mistress Lillian,” Dominick said. “I feel seriously violated.”

Lillian just laughed and continued to fuck him up the ass.

If she could see beneath him, she would have seen that he was lying. His cock was hard and he had to fight against the orgasm that rippled in his belly. “Oh shit,” he said as he lost the war. Cum spurted from his cock as he came. His entire body shook as Lillian eased out of him.

Lillian pushed him off of his knees and he landed in the cool sticky semen.

“You’re an evil bitch,” Dominick said breathing hard.

Lillian chuckled wickedly as she stepped from the bed and removed the strap-on.

Dominick watched her put the contraption into a basket on a table marked dirty things. Lillian did have a sense of humor. A bit dark, but none the less, humorous.

“How long will it take you to recover?” she asked.

Dominick was off the bed and had her in his arms before she looked up. “I’m ready now,” he said. He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers. “My turn to lead,” he said. He ripped the bra off of her first, exposing the two ripe melons. Dominick ran his tongue over his fangs. “You are beautiful. Let me see the rest of you.” He released Lillian.

She walked away from him.

Dominick watched that ass. The jiggling just took his breath away. He sat down on the bed.

Lillian sat down in a chair, removed the heels and then slowly slid one stocking down her toned thigh and leg. She did the same with the other one. Finally she stood up and removed the panties, revealing a trimmed patch of auburn curls. Everything about the woman was natural from her hair color to her boobs. Dominick liked that. He hated touching those squishy fake things that women liked to get to enhance their breasts. “Do you like what you see?” She turned around to give him a glimpse of the total package.

“You have a great ass,” Dominick said as he began stroking his dick. He reached for the lube Lillian had abandoned on the bed earlier, opened it and squeezed some in his palm. He massaged his cock with it and Lillian watched as it sprang to life and grew in size.

“It better not be cold,” Lillian threatened as she made her way back over to the bed.

His entire body felt as if it was on fire. “Come here, wench,” he said.

Lillian climbed on the bed and over him, and then lowered her body until their sexes met. There was no need for a condom since vampires carried no known human diseases. Lillian spread the lips of her pussy and Dominick guided his cock through the tiny sopping wet hole. He thrust his hips upward and he entered her roughly.

“Ah!” Lillian cried out as he tore through her. “It feels so good.” She rode him, moving that fantastic body up and down. Their sexual organs made sloshing sounds as they fucked.

Dominick flipped the temptress on her back, raised one of her legs so that it rested against his chest, and then he entered her again with a mighty thrust.

Lillian’s body shuddered as he introduced more and more of his dick into her inviting pussy. And she didn’t just lay there like a dead carp. She rolled her hips and ground her pelvis into his as they made love.

Sweat poured from both of their bodies.

“Fuck me harder, Dominick. I can take it.” She maneuvered her legs around his waist and sank down further.

Dominick slid out to the head and then buried his cock to the hilt.

“Oh shit!” Lillian exclaimed as her body opened up to accept him.

Dominick rode her this time, pumping his cock in and out of her quickly and deeply. He’d never been with any woman who could withstand him in full throttle. He didn’t take it easy on her because she was a human. He was powerful and he liked to fuck hard.

“Ah, ah, ah I’m coming,” Lillian said after several minutes of serious screwing. She went off, drenching Dominick’s cock with her juices.

Dominick continued to fuck her as he felt another wave of ecstasy working its way through his stomach and balls. “Hold on, pretty Lillian. I’m about to blow.” Dominick bent his body into a seated position, lifting Lillian from the mattress until she was seated almost in his lap. He buried his face into the side of her neck and bit into the thick vein. Lillian’s body exploded as she came again.

“Oh shit, Dominick!”

Dominick continued to feed off of her. The orgasm exploded in him and his body convulsed as it emptied a huge amount of hot spunk deep inside her quivering cunt. He retracted his fangs and sank down on top of her when his cock stopped firing.

Lillian passed out beneath him.

“Whew!” Dominick said. “It was the best sex, ever.” He stole a kiss from the unconscious woman and then sealed the marks on her neck once again before rolling off of her.

Lillian immediately awakened, gasping for breath. “You bit me again.” She raised her hand to strike him, but Dominick caught and held it.

“I couldn’t help it,” he said. “You just blow me away.” He took advantage of her weakened state and kissed her senseless. Dominick finally released her.

Lillian’s chest heaved as soon as she could breathe. She flopped down on the pillow next to him.

Dominick wanted her again, but Cyril was waiting from him at home. “Sleep,” he said.

Seconds later, Lillian’s body relaxed next to his and she closed her eyes.

Dominick got off the bed, dressed, and stepped outside. He said a simple incantation to return the wards and protection back to the house. He felt the spell taking affect or
La Fleur s’pres former
as it was called in the Voodun religion. He walked away, and then disappeared into the night knowing Lillian was safe.

Chapter Two

“Where have you been?” Cyril Kent asked Dominick as soon as he walked into the parlor of their palatial mansion in Eastlake. Cyril was nattily dressed in a new tailored suit that showed off his slender physique.

Cyril was his sire and a rather bossy bastard when he put his mind to it. “Out rescuing a damsel in distress,” Dominick answered as he continued into the room. He moved his jaw around. If she’d hit him any harder, she would have dislocated it.
Feisty wench.
And Cyril wasn’t alone. He had Jonathan Meyers with him. “Good evening.”

Jonathan was one hell of a big guy. In wolf form, he stood seven feet and weighed close to three hundred and fifty pounds. But tonight, he donned his human persona…six-feet-three, and close to two-hundred pounds of sheer muscle. Jonathan wore a suit too that was a shade darker than his brown hair. Cyril and Jonathan were friends and they did meet on occasion to keep the peace in New Orleans.

“Good evening,” Jonathan said to him. “What damsel?”

“Some chick two of your wolves kidnapped just after dusk on a busy street. They had taken her to the Gentilly Woods and were fighting over her.”

Jonathan frowned. “You wouldn’t happen to know the names of those two wolves, would you?”

Dominick shook his head. “I wasn’t really paying attention to them. Now, the woman, yeah, she is another story.”

“What’s so special about her?” Cyril asked.

A maid passed near the door and Cyril called her in. “Please bring us some drinks.”

“Yes, master,” the comely blonde said, then she left the room.

“She’s quite a beauty,” Dominick said. “Maybe you know her, Jonathan. Auburn colored hair, pale green eyes, and the vocabulary of a sailor.”

“Ooh,” Jonathan said, making a face. “I hope you don’t mean Lillian Moreno.”

“Ah, that’s her,” Dominick said. He felt his jaw. “She has a mean right.” The rest of his body felt like he’d been run over by a bulldozer and his ass hurt.

“She hit you?” Cyril asked.

“Yes,” Dominick said, not a bit embarrassed.

“And she’s still alive?” Cyril asked.

Dominick nodded. “Wait until you see her. She’s going to blow you away.”

“Literally,” Jonathan said. “Lillian Moreno is a pretty good markswoman and she’s not bad with a crossbow either.”

“She’s a slayer?” Cyril asked. He glared at Dominick.

The maid brought them their drinks and left.

“Not exactly,” Jonathan said. “She’s human as far as I know.”

“And she knows a lot about us,” Dominick said, finally sitting down. He had to ease into the chair.

Cyril eyed him curiously.

“That’s because her family has been studying us for hundreds of years. She’s a scientist at a lab not too far away from here.”

Cyril sipped his drink. “How come this is the first time I’m hearing about her?”

Jonathan shrugged. “All the preternaturals in the area know about her and they’re smart enough not to fuck with her.”

Dominick rolled his eyes at Jonathan at the slight. “I wasn’t fucking with her. I just took her out of harm’s way.”

“Then it must have been some young wolves that kidnapped her because the older ones know better.”

Cyril took another big sip of his drink. “You’re losing me here. She’s human and you guys are afraid of her.”