The Vampire's Bat (13 page)

He heard her voice break a little and couldn’t stay
away from her. He lay down on his side, on the edge of the bed, and wrapped his
arms around her. Seamus was relieved when she didn’t hesitate to move closer to
him. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t want you to feel pressured into something
you weren’t comfortable with.”

“If I learned anything from the last few weeks, it’s
that sometimes, even if I’m uncomfortable, I should still push through and do
what is right. I could have saved my entire family, and others, if I had just
looked for help instead of running and hiding. I should have come to you when I
first scented you. And I should have let you taste my blood. I could have let
you even just prick my finger or something, but instead, I let my fear get the
better of me for far too long. People suffered, and died even, because of that.
Don’t hold back ever again, even if it is something I’m not comfortable with.
I’ve got you now, right? I can handle anything so long as I have you by my
side.”

Seamus’s heart burst with adoration for his beloved.
“You are most definitely right. But I need you to make a promise to me.”

“What’s that?”

“When you are scared, you never run from me unless I
tell you to. I can’t help you when you fly away.”

Her felt her head nod under his chin. “I promise. Now,
can we finish the claiming, or bonding, or whatever you want to call it?”

Need rolled through his system, and his dick began to
fill. But that was when he felt the increasing discomfort from the mess he had
yet to clean. “I want to, but I need to clean the mess I’ve made.” He felt his
cheeks burn with his embarrassment. “It’s rather uncomfortable.”

Maysa
pulled away and began scooting down the bed. “Sweetheart, what are you doing?”

“I’m going to clean up your mess, with my mouth.” She
shot him a wicked look that had his dick squeezing out a drop of pre-cum.

“Sweetheart, you don’t—
nkgah
!”
His breath caught in his throat, strangling his voice as she rubbed her face up
and down his rigid cock. He caught his breath when she lifted her face up and
started to unbutton his pants. “I’m going to have my hands full with you,
aren’t I?” he asked breathlessly.

She unzipped his pants and reached in, carefully
freeing his dick. “I hope so. I want them all over me,” she said then leaned
over and ran her tongue around his engorged mushroomed head.

Seamus ran his fingers through her hair and gripped
the silky strands in each fist, guiding her up and down his length.

“Open your mouth, sweetheart,” he ordered. She eagerly
did as she was told. “Wrap one hand around the base of my dick, and play with
my balls with the other.”

Seamus growled his approval when she didn’t hesitate
to do as she was told. In fact, he saw and felt her become more confident. Even
though he’d already had a release just minutes ago, he felt another coming on.
He also felt the need to complete their bonding. “Take the lab coat off,
sweetheart, and climb up on top of me. You are going to ride me.”

Her pert breasts jiggled as she shrugged out of the
white garment. He could taste her turned-on state in the air, and her small
pussy lips were moist as she straddled him and began sinking herself down onto
his steeled staff. Seamus wrapped his hands around her small hips and
controlled her descent. Soft hot heat wrapped tightly around his dick. A zinging
pleasure shot down his shaft, through his balls, and up his spine. The feeling
made his toes curl, and both let out a pleasured moan.

Seamus started out slowly, pulling her up and down on
his shaft. “Grab your nipples, sweetheart, and pinch them.”

Maysa
did what she was told, and he felt her inner walls
quiver
around his engorged rod when she pinched her nipples. Her dusky nipples
hardened.

Seamus felt his balls roll in their sack. He began to
pick up the pace, bringing her down harder and lifting her up, almost off him,
before bringing her back down. He flexed his hips, creating a thumping noise as
their bodies slapped together.

Maysa’s
cries of pleasure rose in pitch, and he could sense she was close to release.
He wasn’t that far off himself. “Pull your hair away from your neck,
sweetheart, and then lean over me.”

His breath grunted out with each impact. His mouth
watered as he watched her do exactly what he told her to. Just as she was
leaning down he felt her walls clamp down on him. He kept pumping in and out of
her, drawing out her release. “Claim me,
Maysa
,” he
ordered.

Pain sparked through his neck, then transformed into
unfathomable pleasure. His balls drew up
,
pulling impossibly tight,
and he shouted out as his release overtook him. The ache in his fangs had him
sinking them into the soft skin of her neck. Her body tensed, and he felt her
walls again clamp hard around his pulsing cock. He drank in her blood, savoring
it as it flowed over his tongue. The final strings to their bond clicked together
before he felt her go lax in his arms. Seamus felt his release ebb enough to
keep his senses vigilant over her vitals. He was able to receive a little more
blood before he sealed her mark, permanently bonding them together for
eternity.

The overwhelming thrill of joy and pride at having
claimed his beloved washed over him. He palmed the soft mounds of her ass,
holding her in place, mounted on his cock, not moving her, as he savored the
sensation he was now bonded. He already loved her. He could feel it. And he
would delight in showing her that every day for the rest of their lives.

Seamus didn’t wake until just before dawn the next
morning. Warm flesh was still gripped in his hands only now he was lying on his
side with his beloved clutched close to his chest. Her back was facing the
divider screen. Palming her soft, rounded ass had his dick waving hello between
his legs. He rubbed it up against
Maysa’s
stomach.
She gave a happy stir and rubbed her pelvic against him in response.

“That feels so good,”
he said through their newly formed mind-link.

Maysa
yelped and jolted in clear terrorized surprise. She jerked so hard that she had
pushed out of his grip and fell over the side of the small bed, onto the floor.

“
Maysa
?”
Seamus sat up and looked down at his beloved.

Maysa
looked up at him with an accusatory look. The look stirred his desires for her
on, but he dared not laugh. That is, until she reached up and punched him in
the arm. Then he couldn’t hold back his amusement.

Seamus pulled his disgruntled mate back into bed and
began assaulting her neck with kisses. She squirmed and giggled beneath him.
“I’m so sorry I startled you. Let me show
you the benefits of our mind
-
link.”

Seamus peppered kisses over her skin on a path down to
a pert nipple. He latched on and rolled the nipple with his tongue as he sucked
on it. Her wanton fragrance filled his senses, and he felt almost drunk on
them. His body craved hers like nothing else. He pulled up slightly and let the
lavished nipple pop from his mouth before subjecting the other nipple to the
same treatment as the first.

Maysa’s
warm flesh smoothed against his as she continued to squirm, only instead of
giggling, she was now moaning. He moved his hand down to the apex of her
thighs, letting his fingers lightly graze over her skin as he went causing her
body to shudder with goosebumps. Gliding his pointer and middle finger between
the lips of her pussy, he found her nub and rubbed over it in circles.

“Oh! Mm, Sea.” Her body arched, and she ran her
fingers through his hair, pulling the strands. The bite of pain it caused
didn’t bother him. Popping off the nipple, he blew on it before sucking into
his mouth once again. He moved his fingers down to her vaginal opening and
rubbed them back up to her nub, then back again, and around the opening.

Seamus could feel her dampen with her juices, readying
for him to enter her. His cock jerked and leaked against her thigh.
“Oh,
Maysa
.
You feel and smell so good.”
Seamus
popped off her nipple and pulled his hand from her folds, placing it under her
thigh to lift her leg up.
“You can keep
your other leg bent, but not
up,
beloved, but this one
I want the knee against your stomach.”

With
Maysa
spread open for
him, he lined his steel-hard cock to her entrance and pushed in, not stopping
until he was fully buried. They both let out a groan of pleasure as he froze in
place, letting her body adjust to his intrusion.

After just a few moments, Seamus began rocking in and
out of her. He started slow, then steadily sped up until their bodies were
slapping together. His heavy balls whacked against her ass, drawing up, ready
to release his seed into her.

Grabbing her other leg and pulling it up like the
first, Seamus placed both hands behind each knee, lifted himself and rigorously
sawed in and out of her.

Maysa
cried out, and her body stiffed as she tightened around him in an orgasm. Not
far behind, Seamus pushed hard into her and held his body rigid, letting his
own orgasm rush through him, his balls drawing tight to his body, emptying their
contents deep into the trembling folds of his beloved.

Gently, he brought both of her legs down to lie flat
on the bed as he lay beside her, catching his breath
. “Do you forgive me for startling you?”

Maysa’s
chuckle was breathy. “Yes.”

“Are you sure?
Because I’m not done yet, my love.
Once we get our breath
back, I’m going to take you into the shower and wash you. Then I’m going to
claim you in the shower, before I clean you again. I’ll make sure, when we’re
done, you will fully understand the benefits and enjoy our mind link.”

Seamus started the shower, and after the water was
just right, he pulled her in to join him under the spray. They both hummed,
enjoying the hot water washing down their naked forms.
Maysa
leaned back against his chest. Seamus let his hands glide over her wet skin and
kissed water droplets off her shoulder.

His hands continued to rove over her silky, smooth
skin.
“What was that you said? You wanted
my hands all over you?”
Seamus slid one hand up and cupped one of her
breasts, and let the other hand slide down in between her folds. He pulled her
harder against him and rotated his hips, grinding his re
-
inflated cock up and down the crease of her ass.
Seamus pinched her nipple and twisted at the same time he pinched her nub,
eliciting a pleasured yelp that echoed off the tiled walls. Her hips rolled
with his fingers, and he could feel the muscles in her backside flexing.

He nibbled the shell of her ear and licked up and down
the juncture behind her ear where her ear met her scalp and swung his hips,
bouncing his dick up to repeatedly tap against her pussy from underneath.
Using
his finger that he kept rubbing her clit with
,
he could feel her muscles twitching with each impact.
Seamus felt the zing of pleasure spark up his spine with each impact. He was
nearing another orgasm.
“Damn,
Maysa
. You get me so worked up so fast. I can’t get enough
of you.”
He thrust his fingers into her and hooked them as he pulled and
pushed them in and out of her opening as he took turns with his other hand, pinching,
pulling, tugging and rolling her nipples with his skilled fingers.

Her walls clamped around his fingers as her body broke
into an orgasm. Her euphoria sang out through the bathroom and was no doubt
heard throughout the living space and even down below.

“Fuck, sweetheart, I need you hard and fast.” His
voice was strained as he had to say it out loud because his mind was too far
gone into his lust. Grabbing her hips, he twisted her and pushed her up against
the tile, then pulled her hips out towards him while keeping her upper body
flat against the wall and used his feet to spread her legs a little bit wider.

Grabbing the base of his dick, he lined it up to her
hole and plunged into the hilt. He grabbed her hips with both hands and looked
down to watch as he hammered in and out of her.
Maysa
clutched at the wall and whimpered, but he could see it was in pure pleasure.

Seamus stretched his thumbs wide over her soft rump
and spread her cheeks further apart. Seeing her twitching star, he pressed a
thumb against it and rubbed circles over it. The sight heightened his pleasure
drawing his balls up tight against him. Seamus shouted and stiffened, shooting
hot and hard into her. Grabbing her shoulder, he pulled her hair away and drew
her to him, sinking his fangs into her shoulder.
Maysa
screamed and tumbled into another orgasm, milking him more.

After he caught his breath, he hurried to clean them
both up before the hot water ran out. After drying her off, he was hard and
leaking and wanting to do another round, but the guilt that he hadn’t been able
to check on any of the refugees since he had gotten back, helped him to hold
back.