CH 8 - Count Your Blessings - 7

Moments after her stuttered count Kol’s fingers tighten around her soft curves, causing deep bruises that will appear and heal within minutes due to the massive influx of his blood into her system. A punishing yet delicious deep stroke, followed by yet another where he and she both feel the stimulation of his cock reaching rock bottom inside her, pushing against her womb.
Her scream fills his ears, her inner walls are still pulsing in the ‘s-s-s-ix’ he delivered to her senses and finally, thankfully, he feels himself coming apart inside her. His balls lift up as the skin around them contracts, becoming thicker, and then they release their precious load to the very core of his screaming Kitten. Wave after impossible wave of his cum pour out of him to coat her inner walls while his fingers dig deeper into her soft flesh. His ears fill with the sound of a roar and it takes him a moment to realize that he himself is the source. When the final contraction sweeps through them he can't help but collapse on to of her, her previously supporting knees buckling under the weight of them both. She pants and he pants along with her. The fact that he does not actually need air seems strangely insignificant at the moment.

A moment later he hears her voice, softly whispered into the pillow. 'Wow.'

He snickers, he can't help it. His tongue touches the shell of her ear and licks it for just a moment before delivering his breathy reply. 'Wow is right, Kitten. Tired?'

She nods, a swift and sharp motion, while keeping her eyes closed. Her breath slows down and he can feel her allowing the exhaustion to take over her body, every second she becomes more limp and drifts further away. Sporting a small smile he slowly shakes his head when he sees this. No no, this will not do at all.

'What a pity then, little Kitten, that you are not done counting.'

Just as his words cause her to tense slightly beneath him he notices Elijah out of the corner of his eye, swiftly ridding himself of his suit jacket, shoes and socks. Still in his suit pants and tailored dress shirt he joins them on the bed, gently petting his Kittens, no his Little One's, hair. Kol carefully and with quite a bit of reluctance withdraws from her velvet folds. He misses the feel of her almost as soon as he leaves her center, his cock having hardened again almost immediately while encased in her moist heat.

Elijah asks him something, too quiet for the human girl to hear yet he misses it too, engrossed in her as he is. With a tinge of irritation his big brother repeats himself, equally quiet as the last time. 'I asked about the number, Kol. What is your goal?' Kol did not need further clarification. He saw Elijah next to her when she stuttered out her climax count and the two of them has done this often enough together to not need explanations.

He equally quiet he offers his brother information that answers the unspoken question as well as the direct inquiry. 'Eight. As you heard, we are on six. In order; First one was almost immediate, I only rubbed myself against her.' Elijah couldn't help but grin at that, and mumble something about his Little One certainly having turned out to be very responsive. 'Then so far I've followed with fingers, mouth, mouth AND fingers while restrained with thigh cuffs, bondage missionary and then what you just witnessed, erotic spanking and doggy-style.' Suddenly he smirks, a thought hitting him 'You could not have arrived at a more opportune moment, brother. What better way to step it up a notch?'

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

It was a close call, this time, too close. Despite the tension relief supplied by his Little One before he left home he still found himself almost at the edge of reason while visiting Her. Every fiber of his being wanted to claim Her, use Her and own Her. He even had to cut his trip short to regain control and now here he was, back with his Little One.

It had only taken him a moment while he watched, unseen, from the sidelines to deduct that the orgasm denial he had sentenced her to this morning had morphed into a punishment of the complete opposite kind, but he trusted Kol enough to assume that there was good reason for this. He couldn't deny the clear progress he had just witness with his own eyes, despite her rather unorthodox way of submitting. Her final, unacceptable words were dealt with by his brother in a manner he wholly approved of and now he was up to speed on the process, ready to join the fray. Six down, two to go. This would be fun!

Kneeling on the bed before her he reaches out to pull a lock of her damp hair from her forehead back behind her ear. She opens her eyes at his touch and offers him a beatific smiles that warms his questionable soul to the core. It surprises him how much she is able to affect him without effort, but he cannot find it in himself to mind at all. Her eyelids droop from exhaustion, but she still manages to lift a hand to catch his before he mas time to withdraw it from her face. 'Welcome home, Master.'

He returns the quick squeeze of her hand before slowly petting her cheek. She leans into his hand and the moment is surprisingly intimate, almost private, despite Kol's (very nude!) presence behind her. Although not as such averse to the allure (or inexperienced with the pleasure) of a male body, Elijah had never viewed his brother in such a light and he was not about to start now.

The number of women shared by the brothers as centuries came and went had reached staggering figures, he was fully desensitized and comfortable with Kol, just as Kol was with him. Neither his brother's presence, the slow return of his prominent erection nor the fact that his seamen, deposited inside her in front of Elijah's very eyes, was just beginning to drip onto her thighs in any way detracted from Elijah's appreciation of her and this moment.

'It is good to be home, Little One.' his response came in one of his trade-mark purrs that never failed to cause a physical reaction in his Little One. Even exhausted and over-stimulated as she was at the moment, she did not disappoint. A new wave of arousal coursed through her body and a fresh wave of her own moisture helped flood his brothers cum from her body. 'Why don't you help me slip into something more comfortable, my pet?' he suggested with a teasing gesture to his still fairly formal attire 'Or at least slip out of this?' A small chuckle followed his last statement when his sensitive nose picked up another wave of arousal from her at his words.

 He was gratified to see her fight her tired muscles to get up on her knees in front of him. Slowly and sensually she began the task of undressing him, kissing every inch of exposed skin as she went. Looking at her from this new position he could not help but notice that while he had left her with a small strip of hair her pubic mound was now completely bare.

Kitten - Bare as She was Born

Lifting a questioning eyebrow at his brother at the discovery, Kol just chuckled in response and rubbed his chin. 'What can I say, Elijah? I got tired of the stubble rash.' He could not prevent a small possessive growl that quickly wiped the grin off his baby brother's face. In a voice too low for human ears he noted 'Kol, we are vampires. We do not GET a stubble rash!'. Kol snickered and replied in the same tone, keeping the girl out of this conversation; 'I know, but don't tell her that!'

Kol's cheekiness knew no bounds, and as usual Elijah felt completely disarmed by it. The only thing that still annoyed him was how easily he allowed his baby brother to get back on his good side. Any irritation he had felt at his brother taking something so intimate as the decision of his Little One's intimate grooming into his own hands without even asking faded as he chuckled, especially as he must admit he preferred her this way anyway.

He had thought it would feel odd and almost age-play kinky, instead he just found the view of her naked sex erotic and extremely arousing. Letting his hand glide down her body, earning him a shivering moan from her lips, the feel of her velvety mound under his fingers made him immediately decide that he would keep her this way. He had heard of laser treatments that would make the upkeep less of a chore, and...

Before he could get completely lost in his thoughts however, he could feel his shirt slipping over his shoulders. Looking down he notices how his Little One has managed to unbutton it completely, along with his belt buckle and the button of his dress pants, and was now in the process of removing his shirt all together.  He allowed her to do so, as well as aiding her to swiftly discard his undershirt, leaving him bare chested before her. He could not help the sense of pride he felt when her eyes scanned over him and he could hear her heart skip a beat while her breathing became quicker, more shallow, turning almost into a pant.

Elijah - Back View
(You're welcome, ladies *grin*)

Not wanting to drag this out any longer, delicious as it was, he got out of the bed and undressed completely faster than her eyes could follow, slowing down only when he was completely done. Back turned towards her while he carefully placed his Armani slacks on the dresser, he could not help but pause a moment and tense at hearing her sharp intake of breath. The ripple this caused in the muscles of his back, in fact all of his back and buttocks, did nothing to help her breathing slow down and he grinned to himself in satisfaction before turning over and returning to the bed.

'See something you like, Little One?' He's not fishing for compliments, his awareness of just how attractive his physique is to a human female is second nature and does not need stroking, he just can't help himself. Her arousal followed by flustered embarrassment as her own reaction becomes clear to her is simply too enticing to him. He stalks towards her slowly, surely and with the complete controlled grace of a predator. Her breath hitches in her throat, clearly her instincts are unable to decide whether to be terrified or aroused. The result is that specific scent that drives him crazy like no other. His Little One is fairly oozing out fearousal, he is becoming addicted to it. His monster is fucking loving it. If he is completely honest with himself, he can't blame it all on the monster. He fucking loves it too.

Sharing a quick glance with his brother, they approach her from both sides and grab her deliciously fear-frozen form, handling and positioning her as easily as if she was a play-thing. Well, come to think of it, she is a play-thing, at least to him. A valued and treasured one, a sweet pet, but a pet no less. He suspects however that Kol may no longer agree with that assessment

He shakes his head, that is a thought for another time, for later. Instead he gently maneuvers her body until she is on her back, diagonally across the bed.  Settling on his knees between her legs he grabs her ankles in strong yet gentle hands, placing them over his shoulders while he lowers his upper body towards her spread sex. Meanwhile he notices Kol leaning over her, capturing her lips with his own and kissing her with a sensual passion he rarely sees his brother bestow on his partners.

His brother's hands stray from their cradling of her face down her body to cup her delicious breasts and Elijah decides he has denied himself her taste for long enough. Hitching her lower body closer until her knees comfortably rest over his shoulder he dips his face into her core where her dripping arousal has already almost completely replaced any body fluids originating from Kol. She tastes wonderful, almost better than she smells. All in all, his Little One is a truly rare find, her body a small package of lust that he enjoys unwrapping again and again.

He allows his tongue to thoroughly explore her folds this time, in no hurry to move things along faster than the pace she is able to follow. Languidly his tongue swirls around her swollen clit, every direct touch of her sensitive nub drawing an almost pained moan of bliss from her lungs, half strangled by Kol's mouth on hers. Knowing full well how to execute the kind of punishment Kol has initiated, he increases the intensity of his ministrations. A moment later two of his long fingers dip into her dripping sex, swiftly curling upwards towards her belly button to rub her secret point of pleasure with every stroke as he moves them in and out of her. The hand not engaged in fingering her sweet pussy slips around her body to cradle her glorious ass, pushing her upwards towards his waiting mouth. Without hesitation he brings her whole bundle of nerves into his mouth, flicking his tongue, nibbling and sucking on her sensitive clit as if his undead life depending on it.

His sudden movement causes her back to arch sharply upwards and her moans into Kol's mouth become louder, her every muscle trembling. Never relenting he flattens his agile tongue, still sucking on her sub he then uses it to apply pressure, his hand on her buttock pushing her even further onto his mouth while Kol's hands on her breasts have abandoned their kneading in favor of rolling, pinching and tugging her rock hard nipples between her fingers. Finally she manages to pull her mouth away to catch her breath, using the moment of freedom to pant out her plea.

'Please! Master, it is too much! I can't take it! PLEASE, Master!'

Chuckling against her folds Elijah never the less allows her a moment of reprieve when he lifts his head to speak. 'That is the point though, Little One, didn't you know?' Extending his tongue to once again lave her painfully sensitive sex she repeats her plea, her voice close to tears.

'No more, Master! Please!! I need...' she pauses, not finding the words and tries again 'I need...' another pause, and then she finally finds the words she is looking for 'Different, not this. I need you, Master. YOU!' Her eyes flicker between himself and his brother, clearly making the meaning of 'you' plural.

They share a rather wicked grin and a small nod as Elijah allows her knees to slide off his shoulders and down his waist, stopping them just in time to hook them around his waist. Kol meanwhile straightens up and pushes his hips forward, replacing the position of his lips on hers with that of his throbbing erection. As if instinctively she leans her head backwards and the small tip of her pink tongue escapes her kiss-swollen lips to tentatively lick the drop of pre-cum from his engorged head.

Enough is enough, taking a firm grip of his by now painfully hard shaft Elijah steers it towards his Little One's aching pussy. Again locking eyes with his brother a look of understanding passes between them. Kol tilts her head further back to place his weeping head between her lips and on an unspoken signal they both thrust their cocks into her, impaling her from both ends at once.

A muffled groan has time to escape her throat before it is completely silenced by Kol's girth and Elijah wastes no time at all to grab her hips, setting a punishing pace of thrusts into her lithe frame. Ah yes, this was exactly what he needed.

With every snap of his hips he buries his massive member deeper into her and pushes her whole body upwards, causing Kol's cock to slide further into her throat. All three of them moan in time, Kol making sure to exit her throat often enough for her to be able to breathe while Elijah thankfully has no need to worry about that. Instead he pounds into her with all the power he can safely muster with her, searching for, needing to release the tension of the day. When the coil inside him becomes ever tighter and his balls start tingling he knows his release is thankfully near.

With practiced ease and perfect memory of where her most sensitive areas are he angles his hips just so, making his strokes slower but more powerful, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. On every stroke the head of his cock slides along her G-spot and then enters her completely, swirling his hips to massage every surface of her insides and drawing a pleasured wail from her every time.

Her hand has wrapped around the base of Kol's shaft and is pumping every part of him that she cannot swallow. Elijah can tell his brother is as close as he is. He strokes along her body with one of his strong hands while the other dip down between them. Instead of rubbing her clit he simply places his fingers on either side of it and applies slight pressure, lifting the protective hub away from her center and allowing the circling movement of hips each time he bottoms out in her to rub his pelvic bone against her swollen and unprotected clit.

It only takes a few moments before the shivering starts. Her entire body begins to vibrate and her inner walls flutter. The sensation is phenomenal! He hears his brother groan as he spills his seed down her throat, Little One barely being able to swallow fast enough as she is caught in her own throes of passion. The moment her fluttering turns into the first contraction signaling her climax he simply can hold back no longer.

Holding her hips in an iron grip he throws his head back and lets out a mighty roar, releasing every bit of his pent up frustration along with his seed deep inside his Little One's exquisite frame. Closing his eyes to fully enjoy the sensation of his cum flowing into her he feels truly grateful to the fates for bringing her into his life.

He almost needs his vampiric hearing to make out the two syllables she manages to exhale right after swallowing the last of Kol's cum. Concentrating on her he has no problem making them out, however.

'Seven.'