From the mont she had been turned, line could already feel all this but she resisted the realization. She didn't want to 'know'. She avoided speaking of a t to those who had been turned before her because they might actually confirm her fears.
line's next decision was to get her husband turned as well. He accepted vampirism readily. line had been hoping that having a partner to spend eternity with would help her deal with this eternal existence.
It didn't.
Her relationship with Klay didn't spoil. They still cared for one another on so level but the passion was gone. There was just too much… life to live for either of them to be content with a relationship that felt like it had hinged on their mortality.
line had considered choosing another partner after but never felt any inclination to. For centuries, more and more Leopolds were turned, each seemingly more dashing than the last but never once did she find the idea appealing. And it wasn't because they were family.
The Leopolds had been having relationships with each other even while human—if only sparingly—for generations, and becoming Vampires, where childbearing was seemingly an impossibility, only made that more rampant.
But line never found a match. She never felt pulled towards any of them. And soon, she began to accept that such pleasures were only really reserved for humans. That it just couldn't be truly enjoyed or engaged in by an immortal. Not in her case anyway.
So she devoted herself, like many other Leopolds, to working on her magic. She devoted herself to studying Magic as she never would have had the chance to when she was human due to responsibilities and the way Arcane symbols affect a human mind.
She found contentnt in her magical studies. Through it all, line never regretted vampirism. While there might be things she couldn't enjoy and partake in as she once did as a human, she saw life as a vampire as its own thing. With its own rits. She was happy.
And then, centuries after she had found that contentnt, Caius arrived.
line could still rember feeling such rage at the ease with which he entered their council and made them all powerless as well as the curiosity she felt at the sight of him.
She hadn't seen him after that day until he returned to discuss the matter of Brogan's coven. And yet, as little of a ti as she had spent in his presence, line had felt desires she had long accepted to live life without, return in full flow.
She found herself drawn to him so much that a rush of jealousy rose within her when Arlette hugged and kissed him in that underground hideout. Really, seeing that might have been what pushed her to co here tonight and see what to make of her curiosity.
And now, here she was.
She was straddling his waist, trembling incredibly hard, her pussy muscles clenching around his cock as she experienced more pleasure than she could ever have imagined. This was a pleasure that had her heart swelling with a desire that went beyond passion— It went beyond care, it went beyond a duty to serve because of a vow and ca close to a certain word that line couldn't even bring herself to think.
How pathetic would it be, after living for centuries and after long forgoing carnal pleasure as a thing of the past, to then proclaim genuine love for the first person to—to put it plainly—rock her fucking world?
"OH FUCK !!!" line cried not only in exclamation of orgasmic pleasure but in realization that she really just might be so 'pathetic'.
She doused Caius's midsection with her juices but her muscles clamped down so hard that she made sure not even a drop of his cum, which he had shot as deep into her snatch as possible, even dripped back outside.
Caius felt as line reached the very peak of her orgasmic high and he felt her falling off the top of him. He heard a soft thud sound as she fell onto the elegant edge of the bath and could also hear the sound of her heavy breathing.
Maybe it was because she had disembarked or she was just too tired to keep the magic going but line's dark magic faded away and the water beca liquid once again. Roxanne didn't realize this as she continued to rest the entirety of her weight on Caius's face while flooding him with enough pussy juice to put out a fire in his mouth.
Roxanne's weight on his head forced Caius to subrge deep underwater. Weak as she was, line's eyes went wide and she reached out like she hoped to grasp him and pull him out before he vanished underwater.
Caius sank fast and Roxanne sank with him. She only seed to realize what was happening when her head went underwater as well but by then, Caius had already swam out from under her.
line, whose hand was still stretched weakly toward the water, then watched as Caius rose out of it while carrying Roxanne in a bridal carry while she grabbed strong hold of his neck. He was smiling like he found the whole thing amusing and the way his hair was slick against his head, his wet lean but muscular physique had line clamping her thighs together. Already feeling her insatiable self itching for more.
Caius carried Roxanne to the edge of the bath and placed her there where she was breathing hard both from being subrged in water and from her recent, very powerful sets of orgasms.
Unlike line though, Roxanne was not so weak that she would just lie down and try to catch her breath. Instead, she latched right onto Caius.
In a second, after a quick swap of spittle, Caius had her assu the all fours position. The elegant stones of the bath weren't as cushioned as the water but both Caius felt hardly any discomfort.
Caius rubbed his hands on Roxanne's asscheeks and then worked his fingers down to her pussy. He touched her lips lightly and was rewarded with ample pussy juices that invited him to push his fingers deep inside. In and out he went, working up Roxanne's wonderful insides and sending her already roused pleasure and increased sensitivity into overdrive.
While he did that with one hand, Caius grabbed his cock with the other. The mont his fingers were out of Roxanne's pussy, his cock replaced them, causing the Leopold woman to arch her back and groan out her pleasure.
Her groan was so primal that it caused her entire body to thrum with vibrations. The kind that had Caius's grip on her hip tightening as he worked even more of his inches into her gripping snatch.
Her tightening muscles tried their hardest to make entry a difficult prospect but with determination and ample lubrication by Roxanne's own juices, Caius made it all the way in. His groin slapped against her pliant, supple asscheeks with a crisp sound that only caused his arousal to rage even harder.
Caius paused for a second to get situated, and then, he was moving back and forth with vigor, thrusting in and out with such passion that Roxanne's arms could hardly support her, and she went down onto the ground. Her breasts cushioned against the hard surface as she pressed the side of her face into the stone and thrust her ass back at Caius to intensify every thrust.
It was then that she seed to notice for the first ti that line was lying down in front of her, catching her breath with streams of Caius's cum dripping out of her snatch. Roxanne was suddenly very reminded that she hadn't gotten to enjoy the taste of Caius's seed earlier because the bath water washed her mouth clean of it all.
Was this then, not a boon?
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