Her response was also a clear message declaring I was in charge of her, she didn’t want to be in charge, she wanted to let it all go and let the man worry about it. Be that submissive woman she was taught to be in her society and raised to be. In her own words, that she was indelibly stamped with.

  “Any pet peeves we should avoid? Leanne hates capless toothpaste and dirty clothes on the floor. Oh, and socks in bed.”

  Cerise giggled, “What about you?”

  I said, “White lies.”

  She smiled, “The shifter in you, I can see that. Not being listened to when I have something to say, and indecisiveness in a man. I don’t think you have either of those tendencies. Others that won’t be an issue is sloppy feeding habits and a lack of manners that is so endemic to this century. At least, you’ve been a chivalrous gentleman so far.

  “Which leaves the really trivial one. Modern art.”

  Lianne giggled, and I nodded, “I get that, though it doesn’t bother me when pretentious idiots talk about how emotionally moving rectangles are, and have you seen those incredible polygons?”

  Cerise snickered, “Thank the gods.”

  I winked, “You’re welcome. Mark would approve as well.”

  Lianne said, “I don’t think it’s inane at all. Art is an active reflection of the culture that creates it, which makes ours fairly empty, or at least cowardly. It could be argued that modern art was launched as an attack against the culture and roots of our past, art isn’t supposed to be pretty and meaningless.”

  Cerise giggled, “Now I really like you.”

  Lianne winked, “Don’t worry, there isn’t any hanging in our home.”

  Cerise grinned, “Good. So have we gotten to know each other well enough yet?”

  I laughed, “Get over here, nymph.”

  Cerise bit her lip, and she crawled to me sensually with a warm look in her eyes. Our sexual tension had been a bit tempered by the business part of things at first, the contract, but it’d heated up nicely since our arrival at the beach. It was far too soon of course, we were just getting started to get to know her, but we’d gone far enough to break the awkward tension, and the sexual tension and attraction had exploded because of it.

  As she got close enough I pulled her into my lap, and her soft and supple bubbled ass wiggled and ground against my cock.

  Cerise sighed as she leaned against me, “This is insane, but I feel… safe, for the first time in a long time. Oh, my, you’re huge,” as she wiggled down on me some more.

  Lianne giggled, “I know, right?”

  I just smirked, because it wasn’t fully hard yet.

  I sniffed her, and she had a wonderful scent, and she was aroused as well. My hands boldly wandered her body, save between her legs and directly on her nipples, I caressed her pretty much everywhere else, including the sides of bottoms of her generously proud breasts.

  She sighed softly, “That feels really good, sir.”

  I’d bet no better than her hands did, on my chest and shoulders, even as Lianne was also touching my back and stroking Cerise lightly as well. It was insanely fast, but that seemed to be the rule lately.

  “Sir?”

  She looked up into my eyes, “You’re the boss, sir.”

  I grinned, “We’re not working right now.”

  Her eyes smoldered, and she said sultrily in a tone that made my cock dig up into her supple ass cheeks, “No, we’re not, sir,” her eyes both begging and daring me to take any liberty with her body I pleased, with authority.

  I kissed her, and her verdantly athletic body melted against mine as she moaned encouragingly into my mouth. I felt it then even more then, her submissiveness, but like Lianne never passive. She was waiting for direction from me, any direction at all apparently, to focus all of her energy and efforts on.

  I turned my head, and Lianne kissed me passionately, while I squeezed and pleased Cerise’s breasts.

  Cerise whispered, “Harder, you can’t hurt me, I’m a vampire. Maul them, please.”

  My cock twitched, and I took her advice with relish.

  Chapter Nine

  Cerise and Lianne kissing right in front of me was maybe the hottest thing ever, as I took the opportunity to pull her bikini string, which made her proud C cups fall out of the cups. They were proud for their size, perfect and all natural. Her breasts were the same shade as all of her skin, given she couldn’t tan any longer that made a lot of sense, a medium tan color. Her nipples were a mouthwatering light brown, and I bent my head down and suckled one into my mouth, and I swirled it gently with my tongue. Extremely gentle with my mouth and tongue, while both hands were squeezing, kneading, and pinching her other nipple almost as hard as I could. Which was saying a lot, but her sweet gasps of shocked pleasure were more than enough incentive not to stop.

  I moaned, turned on beyond belief, as Lianne’s hot mouth pushed my fingertips off her nipple and we were both sucking on Cerise’s tits. While I was still squeezing and kneading both, Lianne put one hand on my cock, and the other one slipped inside Cerise’s bikini bottom to start grinding her folds in a gentle circle in the same rhythm she was stroking me through my trunks.

  Cerise gasped, “Oh gods, overwhelming,” her panting breaths as sensual and seductive as everything else about her, as she arched her back and pushed her tits into our faces, and rocked her hips to grind my cock with her ass, while she ground Lianne’s fingers with her sex.

  Cerise’s arousal was heady, so much so I had to taste her. I pushed her off of me, which had her tits jiggling and shaking, as I dove between her legs and opened up her bikini bottom. Her sex was petite, her folds a natural ruby color like the lips on her face. They were symmetrical, with a thin reddish brown and well-groomed landing strip above it, on top of a mouthwatering large mound.

  My nostrils flared as I took in her arousal from up close, and I stuck my face into it and sucked on her labia, while my tongue snaked up and down her folds, grinding and putting indirect pressure on her clit.

  Cerise’s hands were gripping my hair and running through it, while she arched her back and ground her pussy in my face, then I felt hands pulling down my trunks, and Lianne’s warm hand wrapped around my cock and started to stroke, while her other hand started to play with my ass cheeks and sensitive crack. It felt amazing.

  Lianne said breathily, “I want to watch you fuck her, and then I want to clean you out of her while you pound me from behind, please, sir. I want to hear her scream as she comes apart around your monstrous cock.”

  My cock twitched hard in her hand, but I didn’t stop licking Cerise out with aggression, who was panting and whimpering in pleasure, her hands gripping and twisting at my hair as her body squirmed and trembled. She was entirely delicious and far more sensitive to my touch than I’d dreamed. As sensitive and squirmy as my sexy goddess was, while I feasted on her heavenly folds.

  My arms went over her legs and then my hands dug under her ass cheeks and squeezed hard, making her gasp and tremble. More importantly, it kept her squirming to a minimum, holding her still and down like that made it a lot easier to keep my rhythm. A woman squirming for me was really hot, but it’d also ruin her rise to orgasm if I couldn’t maintain the constant and inexorable pace lifting her there.

  Cerise gasped, “Yes. Liam, you’re amazing at that. Oh goddess, I was hoping, wishing, for you to order me to my knees. I never imagined you’d want to do… want to make me… oh gods, oh my god! Sir!”

  Cerise wasn’t a screamer like Lianne was, her sexy voice panting and whimpering in pleasure, gasping in shocked delight, but her squirming and wildly trembling body while she looked down into my eyes with awed devotion more than made up for it. Making her cum on my tongue had obviously had a huge effect on her, she looked almost rabid to do anything I asked in that moment.

  Lianne said breathily, “So hot.”

  I licked her through to extend and enhance her orgasm, as well as bring her down gently and set up the next one, before I took my place between her legs. Just like Lianne, there was nothing better than looking deeply into a woman’s eyes, the first time I pushed my fat cock into them. It was so intensely intimate, the wild vulnerability and the devotion there too. Devotion for me, less than a full hour after we’d met.

  Her sex was lubed up with her potent orgasm, and she winced slightly as the tip popped in, forcing her to stretch out around me. She let out a breathy gasp, “Goddess, you’re huge,” as she rocked her body to meet my second thrust, impaling herself another inch further as she engulfed me in her snug bliss.

  My eyes widened a bit in realization.

  She giggled, “Yes, I’ll always be this tight for you. The magic returns me to the shape my body was in the moment I was turned, and Leo turned me right after taking my virginity.”

  Fucking hell, I pounded with a will, to drill myself into her impossibly tight and hot paradise. Like Leanne, she was incredibly in bed. I mean, she didn’t just have forty years of experience, she had four hundred of them. She was already writhing around me and adding a subtle gyration to her rocking thrusts that kept changing the angle and churning our sexes together.

  “I’m not going to last long, wild nymph.”

  She clenched and ground up into me, a look of delighted discomfort and warm bliss on her face, and lustful thrill in her smoldering light gray eyes. Her large bouncing and swaying breasts from the firm thrusts were also teasing the edge of my vision, and to make it even harder to control myself Lianne was caressing my back and ass, and my goddess was breathing very hard while I pounded into the depths of Cerise’s paradise.

  It was clear to me Lianne was a voyeur, if not a cuck-queen, she was really worked up.

  She smiled, “Take your pleasure, sir. That you find yourself out of control with me is not an insult, it excites me that my body and beauty please you so, and I’m quite sure you’ll make it up to me in later rounds. I also came already, I mean no man has ever eaten me out before fucking me, not for the first time. You’ve more than earned taking your pleasure, sir.”

  I chuckled, then locked that pleasure down as best I could as I finally met her body with mine. Our hot flesh was fully locked together, our bodies flush, and my balls rested against her taint. She was ridiculously tight even at rest, every slight movement a powerful milking grind even without her clenching or rippling about me.

  Which meant I’d have to face the fact I’d either be fucking her pussy in the later rounds, when I had a good amount of stamina to compensate, or I’d be ejaculating prematurely a whole lot, which seemed to turn on her on. So either way, a win.

  “Fuck, baby, she’s so tight.”

  I started to pound her, there was no changing it, and I wasn’t going to last more than thirty seconds. So I was going to make it count.

  Her eyes glazed over, even at rest the pleasures of her hot passage would’ve been overwhelming, but she was hardly at rest. She sent powerful squalls of pleasure storming through my body, with each and every rock of her hips. She was even squeezing me harder, milking me, churning me, her hot flesh writhing wildly about me. Almost like she was desperate to make me cum as fast as possible.

  Lianne’s soft breathy pants behind me while she ran her hands over my body, and Cerise’s wild bucking, gyrating, squeezing, and grinding was all just too much at once.

  “Cerise!” I roared my pleasure, and her face looked smugly victorious, as she let out warm wanton and sensuous moan.

  I pounded home hard, as the pleasure rocked through my body and struck my mind like a lightning bolt.

  Cerise just kept rocking, squeezing, making it better for me with a milking grind and rock matched with each and every pulse of my cock, as I filled her with my pleasure. The look of warm fulfillment on her face, as she took in my seed, was absolutely mind blowing, and she let out a breathy gasp as I leaned down and kissed her a bit sloppily, during my fall from rapturous bliss.

  She kissed me back passionately, her legs locking around me as she continued to grind, as if trying to milk out every bit of my seed as she could get into her hot depths. She didn’t cum though, and I knew why. I hadn’t fucked her long enough to get her past the discomfort of my fat cock in her virginally tight passage. It’d take a much longer session, but I suspected she’d be multi-orgasmic once I’d gotten there.

  I accused, “Wild nymph. You are enthralling.”

  She smiled mysteriously, “I’m the luckiest vampire alive.”

  I grinned, “Glad you think so. You’re mine.”

  She shivered, her pussy convulsing around me powerfully, then she said breathily, “Yes, I am, sir.”

  Her legs fell open as I slowly pulled out, then I got out of the way for a very anxious Lianne. She was in one of her manic lust spirals apparently, because she dove in without hesitation, and started to lick and suck my cum mixed with Cerise’s earlier ecstasy.

  I crawled up Cerise’s body and held my cum covered and dripping cock right above her pouty lips.

  “Clean me up, and get me ready to fuck my goddess.”

  I heard Lianne moan wildly at that, and double her efforts down below, but Cerise’s response was absolutely electrifying.

  She hoovered my sloppy dick into her mouth eagerly, started sucking, and then came explosively. Her whole body bucking and shaking violently. I knew a part of that was Lianne licking her out, but being told to clean my dick with her mouth with stern authority, then tasting our mixed satisfaction, had definitely been the trigger to throw her over.

  She continued to suck and whimper on my dick, like the fattest pacifier ever, as she came hard and rocked her body, grinding and squirming on Lianne’s face. Her eyes were smoldering and looking up into mine with a naughty devotion, and I wondered if it wasn’t my verbal delivery, the act, and the fact she was doing my will that had pushed her over so hard.

  She moaned wantonly and started to bob her head as she came down, sucking me clean. She got as much as she could, about half the length of my cock as it pressed against her throat, when she popped off and gripped the top four inches with her hand, rubbing her thumb over the sensitive head while she licked my lower shaft clean, and then started working on my messy balls.

  Needless to say perhaps, by the time she finished I was more than ready to take my place behind Lianne, and pound her from behind, pushing her face into Cerise’s messy flesh with each and every harsh stroke. I also gave her a good four swats, to add that sting and burn she liked so much, that had her screaming in ecstasy into Cerise’s sex.

  The sexiest part was the whole time I was pounding her, and she was eating Cerise, it was Cerise and I that had our gazes locked. I pinned her down with a stern and lustful look, while I plowed my light golden-brown-haired goddess. I told her with my eyes I was going to give her the plowing of her lifetime, as soon as I was done sating Lianne. The pleasure in our eyes, as Lianne’s body pleased us both, was intense as well, as I watched her cum a few more times, and heard Lianne screams and keens into her hot sex, while she came undone wildly around my cock.

  It was quite satisfying filling up Lianne when the time came.

  Then of course, I kept that promise, while our sexy vampire ate the cum out of Lianne, and our eyes were locked together. It was a hell of a threesome. Outside of not being a screamer, Cerise was every bit the wild fuck I’d predicted she’d be, and far more turned on and eager in following out my wicked orders in bed than I’d imagined possible.

  Sure, it was all shallow chemistry and hope driving that first time, but also surprisingly intimate.

  She didn’t feed that afternoon and early evening because that threesome on the beach was about jumping in with both feet, to prove out our sexual tension and that we didn’t need artificial lust and pleasure from a bite to heat things up between the sheets.

  It was only at the very end, during our last round, that she took my blood while twerking her hips hard above me. She rode me like she was born to it, and we both came so hard from the instant orgasm because we’d both been on the edge, that we passed out for a moment.

  Our first threesome went on long enough, that by the time we were cuddled up together, both of them pressed into my sides like the cuddle sluts we all were, that the sun was going down on the horizon.

  It was the next morning at breakfast. There were western omelets, pancakes, bacon, orange juice, and coffee. Not that any of us needed coffee anymore, but it was apparently a habit they’d kept after transition to vampire or goddess, and I was going to keep it as well.

  Last night I’d set up Cerise, showed her where everything was, how to get into the database using my credentials. Outside of the two hours she’d snoozed on the bed in the master bedroom, she’d been working out all the things she needed to know to be an effective administrative assistant. I mean, I’d shown her where it all was, and the outlines, then had left her to fill it all in.

  “What’d you think?”

  Cerise said, “Honestly? Your council hates you, but they all seem relatively honest at present with Steven gone. There are a couple of trends and shortfalls. Almost all the non-violent re-offenders that they give breaks to eventually do a nickel in Tartarus. Maybe something could be done about that.

  “Umm, the business plans look a tad aggressive to me but doable. The only suggestion I have there is on the quantum A.I. implant side, you may need a programmer at some point. I mean, the A.I. can probably handle security update rollouts and enhancements, but it wouldn’t hurt to have a human’s creativity and a gatekeeper before you roll it out. Trust and verify thing, plus the creative side.

  “The witches probably hosed you out of billions too, but I get that’s not your priority. You want to save the trees and whales?”

  I chuckled, “Something like that, more enhance the lives and standard of living of humanity, doing so while going green is a bonus. I’ll look into that idea when we’re ready, and the recidivism problem, which is probably linked back to poor mantel management skills or approaches. Lianne?”