In order to defeat the man who murdered his entire family, Adrian, a vampire, kidnaps a demon to do his bidding - a decision he will soon regret.
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-Micah-
I was bored out of my mind. Adrian was asleep, but I had rested enough already. I wanted to go out and explore the fortress, but I had another, more pressing problem at hand.
I needed to get laid.
After pacing around in the small room for an hour or so with nothing to do, I had ended up thinking about the last time we fucked, and that led to certain bodily functions. I went to sit down on the bed, and turned my attention to the sleeping vampire. I lay down and managed to hold still for a moment, but my heat was already consuming me.
Since my beloved mate was asleep, there were not many options for me. I spent a moment trying to decide if I should try to get Adrian awake, but he would most likely just be mad at me for disturbing him, and that would lead to a fight, and that would lead to a serious decrease in my pants, and I wouldn't get what I needed.
I rolled on my back, finding a comfortable position on the soft bed. Then, I opened my jeans, and slid a hand under them, touching myself lightly without bothering to push the pants down. It wasn't ideal to do all the work by myself, but it gave me some relief. I didn't hurry the movements of my hand, since I had all the time in the world. If I finished fast, I would have to think of something else to do while waiting for Adrian to wake up.
So, I took my sweet, sweet time, fantasizing about being manhandled. My hormones were all over the place, but I didn't care. Every demon and vampire, maybe even humans, could smell my heat if they came close enough, and that made me feel even hotter. My hormones were irresistible, I had learned that a long time ago. I was causing all kinds of desires and restless images in the minds of those who crossed paths with my scent.
And, apparently, they were strong enough to wake up a certain someone. Adrian opened his eyes, and looked straight at me. His eyes were dark red. He hadn't really learned to control himself so his eyes were always red, but now they were red kind of red. He took a deep breath, watching me while I continued having my private fun. I kept my eyes on him, knowing that soon enough, I would get a lot more fun than just my own hand.
He turned on his side, his eyes trailing down my body, and stopped at my private area that was still covered with my pants. He didn't like what he saw. He pushed himself up, supporting himself with his elbow, while he moved his free hand on the waist of my jeans, pulling them, and my underwear, down so he could see what I was doing. Then he removed that hand, and watched. He just watched without even blinking. Having his gaze on me made it all so much better. I wished he would participate, but I enjoyed this as well.
I was going to come sooner than I hoped, I could feel it building up inside me fast, and Adrian did nothing. When I started moaning and trembling, he did nothing. I stroked myself faster and harder, growing crazier by each passing second, he only watched. When I finally came, arching my back and making a mess all over myself, he didn't move.
