Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Chapter 423 423: Trying my damndest {R-18}

But then, Roxanne realized it didnʼt feel cathartic. It didnʼt feel like she had finally gotten something out of her system. It felt like she had reinforced it instead.

And maybe it was because she was a vampire and knew what it meant to need something so much that your entire existence bows to it and your self-control goes out the window at the sense and feel of it, but Roxanne felt that this was like the start of an addiction.

She would have given that more serious thought if Caius hadnʼt ʼattackedʼ her neck with a bite with his human teeth. It didnʼt/couldnʼt break her skin, but she still felt the pressure, and it intensified the thrill already coursing through her body.

Caiusʼs grip on her ass grew tighter as he pulled her against his body and got her feet off the ground while spinning around to slam her against the wall while he intensified nibbling at her skin with his teeth.

At the feeling of her back against the wall, Roxanneʼs lips spread into a wide grin. Her vampire red eyes rolled up to the back of her head as she opened her mouth toward the ceiling and let out a satisfied breath.

Yes, she was far from fully working through the feelings that had been building up in her system but she took great delight in the moment and the fact that it hadnʼt at all disappointed. It felt as incredible as she had thought it would feel from all of her previous interactions with Caius. Both of them.

Roxanne raised one of her legs and wrapped it around his back, securing their closeness with a hold like steel. Her hands worked across his back and only when she heard ripping sounds did she realize her claws were out.

While Roxanne and the other Leopold Vampires never really spent time out of their shifted state—because here, underground, they had no reason to hide what they were and also delighted in being vampires—they had learned control. Especially for members of the Coven like her who had been vampires for centuries.

It can get very bloody when claws are involved in amorous moments because their ability to cut through any skin very much applies to vampires as well. In any case, Roxanne had retracted her claws and had more than enough control to keep them retracted.

Or so she thought.

Somehow, in the throes of pleasure, that self-control was waning. She ripped the back of Caiusʼs clothes to shreds and only barely managed retract them before they tore into Caiusʼs skin. And she could still feel herself getting close to losing control again.

But this didnʼt worry Roxanne. It just made her all the more excited. It had been so long since she felt so good that she lost control.

On that note, until today, she would have said she had long felt and experienced the peak of pleasure.

How naive she would have been?

Caiusʼs mouth went to her throat which he kissed and sucked on before going down further. In the process, he began to lift Roxanne off the ground and she was more than happy about it. In fact, she wrapped her other leg around him to double the secure hold.

Caius had both his hands on her ass now and he didnʼt even mind the fact that she still had clothing on. The smooth, soft feeling of her lingerie and underwear allowed him almost complete access to the suppleness of her ass. His fingers dug into the plump wonder and his cock raged hard against the inside of his pants.

He lifted Roxanne enough that her cleavage was in front of his face and he could sink his face between them, feeling the two beautiful and perfectly shaped mounds pressing against the sides of his head.

He took one hand off her ass—more than capable of securing her weight with one hand and the support of the wall—so he could grab one of those wonderful breasts and squeeze it through the material of the lingerieʼs in-laid bra cups that werenʼt even needed to support it as it remained right in pace even after the cup had been pulled away.

Caius exposed both breasts and snatched one up with his mouth, grabbing the nipple between his teeth. He bit down lightly before sucking up more of it into his mouth. He grabbed the other with his hand, kneading it gently while rubbing his palm against the erect nipple.

All of this added to Roxanneʼs growing pleasure. Her hands were no longer on Caiusʼs back partly because of her position against the wall making her higher than he was, and mostly because she wanted to grab his head and hold him against her breasts.

She tried her best to keep her claws retracted but when she knew she wasnʼt going to be able to keep that up consistently, she instead paid attention to when the claws were about to make an appearance so she could flex her fingers away from his head and return the second she could regain control over them to wrap into his hair and essentially rub her breasts into his face.

Caius pinched the nipple of the breast he was holding. He pulled at it, rubbing it ever so gently but firmly enough to get Roxanne rocking her body against his. Eventually, he decided to ʼshare the loveʼ of his mouth and changed the hand he had on her ass so he could now grab the breast he had been sucking on for a while now. Treating the one he had been kneading to the wonders of his mouth.

This continued—with a couple of hand changes for balance—for a few minutes. During which Caius felt Roxanneʼs center get wetter than it already was from his previous antics. It was another minute after he made this discovery before Roxanne cried out as she was gripped by another orgasm—one more powerful than the last—that left her trembling hard against Caiusʼs body. She buried her face into the top of his head and muffled her orgasmic cries with his brilliant hair.

Roxanne shut her eyes all through the orgasmic experience and behind her eyelids was a burst of lights that were representations of the fireworks going off in her head at the sheer wonder of the moment.

”By— Nyx!” She couldnʼt help but invoke divinity at what she was experiencing.

Oh, the benefits of being proactive and going after what one wants!

When the orgasm began to wane, Caius began to lower Roxanne, taking his face off her breast even if his hand continued to knead one. And once their faces were lined up again, their lips connected while he shoved his tongue as deep into her mouth as it could go, overpowering hers in the oral dance right from the start.

Roxanneʼs legs unwrapped from around Caiusʼs waist as she planted her feet on the ground in a try for stability. Only to find her legs shaky at the intensity of thrills coursing through her body, bending every aspect of her existence to Caiusʼs will.

She didnʼt fight it. She welcomed it, letting her body melt against his in complete submission.

As she pressed herself against him, Roxanne became very aware of the hardness at his crotch. An insistent one that made her mouth water and caused her juices to flow even more than they already did.

She placed one hand between them and rubbed against his crotch, feeling the hardness even better and in more detail than her lower half could have.

”Mmm—” Caius let out as he and Roxanneʼs lips separated again and he glanced down at how her fingers flexed around the shape of his organ.

”Allow me, my Lord,” Roxanne said in a slavering voice as she went down to his body.

As she did, she worked her claws across the front of his dress, ripping it open. She had already destroyed the back anyway so why bother with restraint anymore? Once the two halves of the upper part of Caiusʼs clothes had fallen away and revealed his chest and torso, Roxanne retracted her claws and worked her soft touch across it.

As she descended, she pressed her lips to his skin, kissing gently and occasionally letting out her tongue to trace the indentations of his musculature. Specifically his hard abs.

Soon, she was on her knees, and with quick and sure fingers, she undid the buckling in a flash and released the organ from its imprisonment.

The moment Roxanneʼs hand wrapped around his rod for the first time, without the barrier of clothing, Caius placed his hand against the wall. It seemed ridiculous but he could just tell he was going to need support.

Roxanne worked her hand across the length of the organ, marveling at the imposing size and the way it still expanded and appeared to have yet to achieve its true potential. Her mouth was small and the opening to her throat was comparatively tiny.

By all accounts, this behemoth of an organ should not be anywhere in there.

ʼBut,ʼ Roxanne thought with a grin,

ʼIn what world is that going to stop me from trying my damndest to get it in?ʼ