Thread: Evelyn Carnate's Underground Lair (Below ground)

Dell was definitely not used to being treated this way. Sure, he was all for rough play, but he had never had someone who could just overpower him like Evelyn did. Before he really even knew what was going on, his shirt had been ripped open, his tie used to pull him this way and that. Given no chance to react, his face had been shoved into one of her large, soft breasts and his coat and shirt had been pulled around his arms to somewhat restrain him, then she bit into his neck. A muffled moan escaped him against the pillow of flesh that pressed into his face as a shudder of delight ran down his spine. The bite was always ecstatic, and there were some humans who actually volunteered themselves as 'blood dolls' just for the experience. Dell had another desire rising up within him, though. His hips rocked and ground against the vampiress, letting her feel his growing erection as it strained against his slacks and pressed into her from below. That wasn't the desire that was taking over, however. He could feel his canines extending further, until they had reached their razor sharp peak. He needed more of her blood. The taste he'd gotten from her lip had been a tease, and now she was practically giving him such a delightful outlet to feed from with that huge tit just begging to be bitten and suckled on. With a growl, he pulled her nipple into his mouth, then his fangs sank into the soft aureola surrounding it as he felt her sanguine substance pouring past his lips and down his throat. He could already feel the rush of the Elder's blood, the veins beginning to darken through his flesh as they flared to life from the power of it. To drink an Elder's blood was to drink of pure power for a dhamphir, and given their half-alive nature, they could channel that power more than any full vampire and become stronger than even the Elders for a time. Remaining latched onto her breast, he continued to drink and let his strength increase with each drop he devoured, and would soon be strong enough to take control of the situation. As he drank the blood from Evelyn's succulent tit, Dell's tongue teased her nipple, swirling around it and lapping at it sensually. His hunger wasn't the only driving urge, as the increasing swell in the front of his slacks indicated, the rush drawing him into an almost primal state of lust. Finally he reached a fever pitch, his muscles seeming to swell a bit, as did everything about him for that matter, and he pulled away from her breast, her blood running from the corners of his mouth and a growl that sounded far more like an animal than a man escaped through his clenched teeth, his eyes now red as whatever humanity usually held him in check had been stamped back to make way for the beast. In one quick move, he pushed his arms apart and literally ripped the shirt and coat apart that had been restraining him, tatters hanging from his tightly muscled arms as he grabbed the vampiress and tore her from his throat. His gaze was that of a wild animal, almost, and it was clear that he likely couldn't be reasoned with at that point. He didn't even feel the shards of glass that remained buried in his back anymore, driven beyond any coherent thought by Evelyn's actions. Turning inhumanly fast, he had her pinned beneath him, his hand on her throat as he held her down, his own strength now surpassing hers as he looked her sinfully built body over and licked his lips. Grabbing the bottom of her latex catsuit where it had been opened, his fingernails had extended into sharp claws, and he tore the material away, leaving her sex fully exposed as he gnashed his teeth a bit. He then reached down and tore his own pants away in one swift move, letting the vampiress get her first real look at what she'd been feeling for several minutes pressing into her, long, thick, and hard by that time as it pulsed with need. Pulling her up from the quivering body beneath her, he held her inches from his face, his tongue darting forward to lick her lips slowly, teasingly, before he quickly turned her and pushed her down over Batdude, face first, and stepped behind her. Before long there was no mistaking what she felt as he tore the back off of her suit with those wicked claws, and then...her pussy was being stretched as his hard cock began to sink into her. Soon he was to the hilt and stretched to his impressive full length as he reached forward, sinking his claws into her back with one hand, the other gripping her hip and anchoring itself in a similar fashion as he wasted no time in starting to pound her relentlessly, the force of his inhumanly powerful thrusts actually causing the sturdy bed to groan in protest while he grunted with each hammering push forward.