Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Chapter 585: Fuck, that’s good! {R-18}

Zaila dropped her hand to her midsection and felt her stomach, which she had expected to be bulging out now with how packed full with cum she had become thanks to the Vampire’s ample release.

Despite what she thought and expected though, Zaila’s stomach remained as flat as ever but did feel warm from the way the warmth of the vampire’s spunk was radiating from the inside out.

”Mmnghhhh,” Zaila moaned as her entire body thrummed with desire. She caressed the vampire’s head lovingly still and jerked whenever his body jerked, happily welcoming the many more spurts of cum he shot deep into her.

And when the orgasmic release finally ended, the vampire seemed to have been so spent that he took a step back which caused his cock to slip a few inches out of Zaila’s pussy.

Instead of pushing back against the vampire to get his cock back deep inside of her, Zaila leaned toward the desk, her hand dropping from his head to his chest to shove him so he took a few more steps back and his long rod finally exited her snatch completely.

Immediately after, Zaila turned on the spot, an enraptured look of lust on her face as she trailed a finger across the vampire’s chest. And then, her eyes dropped down to his still-hard rod that was slick with a mixture of their juices.

Hunger spawned in Zaila’s eyes as she wrapped her hand around the member. Maintaining a strong grip on the cock, and now placing her entire hand on the vampire’s chest once again, Zaila steered him until his back was pressed against the door behind her desk.

Her wrist twisting as she jerked off the rod, Zaila leaned closer to the vampire to speak into his ear.

”I’ll take the energetic state of your cock as evidence that you’re not yet tired.” Her voice was so husky with desire and seduction that the vampire shivered.

The smile across his lips was confident though as he answered.

”Far from it.”

”Good,” Zaila said with a smirk as she took her hand off his chest and touched the door.

The glowing Arcane symbols reacted not only to her touch but also to her unique Mana signature and with a click, the door swung open.

Caius might have fallen through the open door had Zaila not used her grip on his cock and a hand to the back of his neck, to steady him in place.

Zaila pressed her lips against Caius in a passionate kiss that didn’t distract her from the masterful way her hand was twisting around his cock. They were inside what looked like a residence’s sitting area. There were doors leading to other parts of the private living quarters and Zaila continued to steer Caius towards one of those doors while they still locked lips and her hand worked all over his sensitive cock.

The door they approached next, opened at Zaila’s casual hand wave and Caius saw they had entered her bedroom. Compared to the other bedchamber he had seen since he had arrived at the Garrison, this certainly looked a bit lavish.

Even then, the small bed, the simple design choices, and a complete lack of any sign of luxury maintained that this was still just living quarters within a military Garrison. A place to rest the head but not somewhere to feel too comfortable. It was only allowed to even look this good because it was where the Captain of the Garrison came to rest her head.

Zaila had chosen to bring Caius here because she clearly intended to make use of her bed which made it amusing that the moment they were in here, she didn’t lead them straight to the bed but pressed Caius’s back against the wall and kissed him even harder.

Caius wasn’t complaining though. How could he when her twisting hand was making him so weak with pleasure? When Zaila took her lips off his and nuzzled her face into his neck, Caius kissed her shoulder. His hands were on her ass, allowing himself some hearty squeezes of the supple flesh.

Zaila left his neck and kissed his chest before going down further until she was at his midsection and licking each segmentation of his abs with a deep moan. When she left there, Zaila was now completely on her knees, the cock she had been stroking was before her eyes and she wasted no time licking the underside.

As she reveled in the taste of her and the vampire’s mixed juices that had not been lost due to her stroking hand, Zaila licked around the rod while still stroking the member meticulously. Soon, she popped the head into her mouth and sucked on it hard. When her tongue trailed around the ridge right underneath the head of the rod, Zaila noticed a change in the vampire’s groans.

He was already moaning and groaning in pleasure at her actions, but when Zaila’s tongue licked that ridge in particular, the timbre of his groans got deeper, more urgent. More sensual.

’Got him,’ Zaila smiled around the cock in her mouth.

The vampire had discovered and teased her erogenous zones, subjecting her to very intense orgasms so it seemed only fair that she should find his sensitive zones in return and pay him in kind.

With that goal in mind and her stroking hand seeking more spots, Zaila’s tongue focused on that ridge while she moved forward to gobble up even more of the vampire’s inches.

Zaila’s mouth became full with only about a quarter of the rod and the head pressed against the back of her throat, triggering her gag reflex. The gagging sound as well as the wet slurpy sounds of her head twisting while her mouth suckled on the part of imposing length she could contain was like music to Zaila’s ears. It spurred her on.

She had discovered more sensitive spots such as somewhere on the cock’s underside and even his balls, which when played with made him do some tantalizing dick flexes.

Zaila was aware that she was learning more about this vampire— this stranger whose face she had not seen. A stranger she might never see again. In a brief second of clarity, she wondered if it was wise to be this invested in what had all the makings of a one-night stand but then, she heard him groan, felt his hard cock flex and twitch in her mouth and she said ’To hell with it!’ and chose to have fun for as long as she could.

The head of the rod pressed against the end of her throat a few more times and each time, Zaila practiced taming her gag reflex to see how much more of the rod she could take in. At some point, after some tries that she hadn’t cared to keep count of, Zaila managed to get the head of the rod into her gullet.

’Yes!’ Zaila jubilated her success and tried moving forward to swallow even more when she felt a tautness in the vampire’s balls which she was juggling.

It seemed her throat had exerted pleasure onto the ridge underneath the head of the vampire’s cock, and, already sensitive from a recent climax as he already was, he was now at the edge of another.

Caius grabbed Zaila’s head, not pulling her or pushing her but just hanging on as he pressed his head against the wall behind him and let out a deep grunt just as his cock flexed and he fired rope after rope of cum down Zaila’s gullet.

Zaila stayed as she was, letting the intense heat of the spunk warm her throat almost to the point of scalding it and then she pulled back because, what at all was the point of all this if she never got to taste it?

’Fuck, that’s good!’ Zaila thought as the first real taste of cum touched her tongue and she savored it.

Why was something that came out of a person—and wasn’t milk—tasting this good?

Why did it satisfy her like food?

Why was she taken by the taste to the point of being willing to struggle to contain the sheer volume in her mouth because she was unwilling to swallow too fast and wanted to take her time to savor it?

Even after Zaila saw sense and swallowed quickly to make room for more, the rate and volume of release surpassed how fast she could swallow.

So she had a bright idea;

Pulling her head back, Zaila popped the cock out of her mouth and with her hand still holding on to a part of it, she pointed the rod at her chest so the rest of the ample spurts of cum could coat her breasts instead.

Despite how much she had taken down her gullet directly and how much she had swallowed, the vampire still had enough in the tank to paint with the pearly white fluid to the point where it dripped from her high peaks down onto the ground.

Caius breathed hard with his head still pressed against the wall but there was wonder in his eyes as he looked down at Zaila’s cum coated tits.

Zaila was looking up at him, collecting some of the cum with her finger to take into her mouth and she laughed at the look in his eyes and the way his cock swelled at the sight of her naughty state.

”You like what you see, don’t you?” She asked.

”Evidently,” Caius answered.

”Well, it seems we’re not quite done, then,” Zaila said and she looked so giddy.

”It would seem so,” Caius agreed and then retrieved a device from his storage ring,

”But how about you record a message before we proceed with the marathon?”