Chapter 3

Bella scrambled with greedy haste to obey only to find herself snapped back violently by the neck, comically falling rather harshly on her behind with a thump. Dazed and a bit in pain it took her more than a few candle flickers to figure out what just happened. The girl peered over her shoulder, bovine eyes glistening. They pleaded pathetically.

Tsk. Poor little rabbit asking a wolf for help. Athenodora remained stoic even as the droplets of crimson on her face laughed at the sight. She sauntered over and bent at the waist.

"Apologies little one." The ancient vampiress grasped ahold of the collar and with little to no effort snapped the thick metal instantly, freeing the human. Once liberated Bella wasted not a candle flicker longer before she was clawing her way upon the enormous bed.

Athenodora shook her head at the human's enthusiasm before flashing over to join. Practiced fingers shedding leathers and gauntlets as she reached the end of the bed, Athenodora crawled a lionne like path up the mattress to the panting girl whose face seemed to grow more and more terrified as she neared.

Bloody eyes drank their fill, going from heaving breasts to a thatch of dark damp curls. Gods, the girl was exquisite; all milk and chocolate a true rare delight. They flickered back up and lower again.

The slope of bare breasts kept Athenodora transfixed; the skin around the areola flushed and crinkled as the girl's pierced nipples rose to attention under her hungry gaze. They beckoned shamelessly. Under the weight of such scrutiny, Bella's breathing grew more rapid and they begin to dance at a more vigorous rhythm, sending the golden chain connecting them swaying enticingly.

Athenodora's full lips parted in a long, low groan of appreciation. Enough of this. No more teasing. She leaned down taking a nipple in her mouth and bit down gently, smiling around the flesh when an adorable little mew reached her ears. The cool metal piercing a toy to her tongue, she swirled and nibbled on it all the while watching the girl's face scrunch in pleasure. The vampiress pulled back with a wet pop, cheeky grin gleaming in the gloom.

"You are just divine, aren't you?"

Bella responded with a blush.

Athenodora smirked, raised herself on her left arm and leaned over the waif-like body until she could better tease Bella's other nipple with her tongue. She gave it the same treatment, sucking and nipping, delighting in the noises she was causing. Athenodora released the breast and admired the discolored skin left behind. Lips curled with satisfaction. This was the best she could do for now. But the message was nonetheless loud and clear as an actual bite was.

She is mine!

She laid a quick peck on Bella's sternum before taking the path her hand did a mere moments ago. Sliding her frigid tongue over overheated flesh she thrilled when goosepimples broke out in her wake and sharp gasp echoed from above. Oh, little rabbit I'm going to make you scream. The beast inside bared its pointed teeth.

Athenodora slid even lower, tongue tracing the dense metal hem of her final barrier for a few candle flickers before pulling back. She peered at the chastity belt and chain pensively, studying every detail. It truly was a work of art, but as of now, it was merely an annoying nuisance. A golden eyebrow lifted and Athenodora let out a chuckle of superiority. As if that could stop me. The vampiress reached for chain and belt with greedy impatient hands.

A deep rumble vibrated Athenodora's chest at the scent Bella's arousal. Rich, musky and sweet; the heady perfume inflamed her senses making her insatiable.

"Please..." Virgin lips pleaded for something the body had yet to learn.

Athenodora leaned over until pale thighs cradled her face and gave a tentative lick, moaning when the full taste burst upon her palet. She sucked on her inner lips and swirled her tongue to taste every inch. It still wasn't enough – she had to have more. Athenodora trailed her tongue down to thrust deep into the hot channel; surrounding it in liquid heat, bathing in the girl's essence.

"Oh gods...please..." Her moans a sweet ballad to the old vampiresses' ears.

Sable hair tossed back against a silken pillow as a strong back did the opposite. "Yes.." Bella bucked her hips in chorus with the wicked little muscle taunting her with its dance. The pressure and heat in her abdomen grew, signaling something was coming. But what? Bella's heart thumped faster, her fingernails dug into her palms and pulse began pounding erratically in her throat. In all her young life never before had she felt such pleasure.

Feeling her own need become uncomfortable, Athenodora growled and felt a shudder. She pulled away ignoring the whine distress which followed and crawled back up over her.

"Shh patience, little one."

Holding herself up with her left, Athenodora's right hand skimmed underneath the chain down over her stomach to her thighs, pressing between them and lifting up Bella's right leg enough to press her knee between the girl's. Her fingers, now with more room to work, slid down to an already pulsing slit. The coplus fluid there, making the vampire growl, she massaged first the lips then moved on to circle the bundle of nerves. Bella's hips began to move with the slow set rhythm.

She is ready.

Athenodora moved her hand away.

"Little one..."

Bella's new nickname a drawn out question on scarlet lips as the vampiress' erection pressed between milky thighs, sliding deliciously against hot soaked flesh. Bashfulness quarreling with need, the girl buried her face in Athenodora's neck muttering constantly. "Yes, your majesty."

Athenodora took herself in hand and probed the slick entrance with the tip of her cock, readying it for entry. She'd seen this action before personally and in scrolls, apparently it was a way to help the female be more comfortable, or so she read. Once thoroughly prepared she carefully pushed forwards. Gods, the girl was hot and wet. Her tight walls clung to the thick, throbbing meat like fresh honey.

She thrust forward taking what was hers and stilled when the intoxicating scent of strawberries and expensive wine bombarded her nostrils. Scarlet eyes bled back. Oh Gods, what was that delicious smell? She must have it. A whimper reached Athenodora's ears bringing her back to the girl underneath her. Bella's face was colored, eyelids screwed tight shut and mouth twisted. All and all she was the very portrait of agony.

The old vampiress watched onward, face showing confusion until finally a long forgotten memory of a similar experience rose from the mist. Realization and the rare feeling of guilt flickered like a torch in her belly. Her expression softened.

"Shh, shh, t'will be alright." Athenodora kissed away the tears rolling down flushed cheeks, trying awkwardly to reassure. "The pain will fade in time." She very carefully began to move once, slowly moving her hips, allowing the girl to get properly adjusted.

They rocked back and forth, their motion a lazily midnight tide. Slowly building and cresting. Pained whimpers dwindled turning into moans and Bella shapely hips finally joined in the dance, meeting the other woman's halfway. They synced together gradually, learning with each movement.

Athenodora was moving faster now, her breath needlessly ragged as she pounded into the girl with controlled strength. The grand four-poster bed rocked violently with the force of their coupling sending the thick headboard clacking against the wall rhythmically.

Bella lay beneath vampiress, her body rippling and breast bouncing with each thrust, consequently making the chain whip at her exposed belly. Gods this was good. She reached up dragging her blunt nails across Athenodora's back, making an irritating scraping noise as she done so. Neither acknowledged it, however, merely speeding up their movements with lustful greed.

"Ungh!" Bella surged forward with her hips, impaling herself faster.

Over and again, Athenodora's cock pumped into her, reaching deep into her core and hitting that same spot where her tongue had previously sought. Bella writhed and buried her face once again into a cool neck, breathing in deeply the scent of worn leather.

Needing more, Athenodora spread her legs further, deepening the penetration and now slamming directly into it making Bella nearly scream in pleasure.

"Gods," The vampire hissed against gritted teeth.

The girl had already proven to be a tight fit, but as her walls began to cling to her throbbing cock with a desperate suction and surprising strength, Athenodora felt her own began to brew. Through heavy-lidded scarlet eyes, she glanced down to the girl. The exuberance of their mating colored Bella's cheeks, flushing her skin pink. Her eyes shone with desperation when they were not screwed shut as Athenodora pounded her into a blissful oblivion.

"Pleasepleaseplease..." The chant spilled from plump lips like a prayer.

Bella came a few moments later with a violent cry. The intensity of her orgasm sending stars bursting behind her eyelids as her body writhed in chaos. Her back arched as her walls clenched tight around Athenodora's shaft, coating it in a gush of hot juices. Athenodora snarled with determination as she clawed holes into the silk sheets around Bella's head and continued to drive herself into her, until she too free fell, sending cool streams of seed deep within the girl. She roared in completion, filling her to the brim.

They sat there for a moment one panting wildly, the other merely watching the former do so. Both bodies quivering with the after effects. It was an odd moment of total peace. Of bliss... Of Nirvana.

And only when human functions slowed did Athenodora carefully extract herself. She curled protectively around the girl and pulled her close, relishing in the combined scents of their essences. The girl was completely hers now. Her chest vibrated with a purr of contentment, tightening her grip.

Bella awoke the following morning pleasantly sore, assorted muscles making themselves known, but with a far better burn than from hard labors. It was a good ache. She kept her eyes closed, reliving last night's debauchery. Her face steadily pinkening with every detail.

A light laugh rang out from above her, the sound like a forest brook running over stones. Smooth and invigorating.

"Ready to admit being awake, little one?"

TBC...

AN: Sorry so late and all that. Probably going to add one more chapter I don't know yet.