Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire Chapter 656: A real gourmet delight {R-18}

Grabbing Caius’s shirt off his shoulders, Athenodora pulled and rippled it off his body entirely, tossing it aside while moaning as Caius sucked on her earlobe.

Rocking herself against Caius’s body, Athenodora took hold of his shoulders once again and pushed until Caius released her earlobe and fell backward onto the ground. Athenodora remained pressed up against him and followed Caius as he lay down on his back. She attacked Caius’s neck with her fangs, causing his blood to seep into her mouth to be savored.

Athenodora pulled up from Caius’s neck, moaning in delight at his taste and looking down into his face. Caius’s hand stayed at the back of her head and he stared back at her and tried to rise off the ground to connect their lips. His attempts to move were useless as Athenodora’s superior strength was keeping him to the ground. Still, she git the general idea of what he wanted and closed the little distance between their faces.

The moment their lips pressed together, the two opened their mouths, hoping to thrust their tongues into each other’s mouths, but instead, they met in the middle and entangled in a sloppy dance during which they swapped saliva and savored the taste of each other’s mouths.

When they separated, Athenodora went after Caius’s earlobe and punctured it with her fangs, drawing a few drops of blood for her delight.

"Do you know?" Athenodora asked suddenly.

"Know what?" Caius asked in turn with a groan of delight. The sharp prick of pain from Athenodora’s fangs and the enticing sensation of her sucking were heightening his already intense arousal.

"That blood tastes different depending on where it’s sourced," Athenodora said with a smile in her voice like she was truly amazed by this knowledge of hers.

"On what basis?" Caius asked. He had drunk from many people so far and while his main target was usually necks—the classic—he had drunk from other areas of the body and had never tasted any variation.

"On the basis of what I’ve tasted," Athenodora said, "Don’t worry, you don’t taste bad anywhere. You’re always spectacular. A real gourmet delight."

"Thanks for making me feel like a piece of meat," Caius said with an amused smile.

Athenodora smiled against his neck where her face was now nuzzled.

"It’s only a slight variation in delight but it has let me know my favorite spot to source your blood. At least so far," Athenodora said.

"Where, my ear?" Caius asked.

"Why did you guess your ear?" Athenodora questioned.

"Because that’s where you were when you made the observation," Caius said, sounding like he was simply stating the obvious.

"No, I made the observation long before now. Months before to be a little more precise," Athenodora said, her face now above Caius’s as her lips curved into a sly smile filled with implication while she pressed her lower half even harder against Caius’s.

"Months?" Caius asked.

"Yes. On the floor of Anton’s manor," Athenodora said, still with a sly smile, "No blood sourced from anywhere else has ever compared to the one I sourced from that towering pole struggling for freedom in your pants."

"You haven’t really tried much of anywhere else," Caius said, "How about my feet?"

"Delicious, I’m sure," Athenodora said with an enrapturing grin, "But it can’t compare. That rod is the epitome of your vigor, the pinnacle of your lust... it holds far greater significance than your feet."

"So it’s now about the significance and not taste," Caius said and rolled his eyes.

"Significance informs tastes, obviously," Athenodora said.

"Obviously," Caius said sarcastically, "How many have you tested this variation in taste depending on body part theory on?"

"You’d be the first. No one else is important or tasty enough to take that much care studying," Athenodora said.

"That sure does make me feel special," Caius said with a chuckle.

"It should," Athenodora said with a wink and then leaned down to press her lips to Caius’s throat and from there, began to work her way down his body. Caius liked the feeling of her trailing lips but also the feeling of her erect nipples poking through her gown to stroke down his body as Athenodora moved.

Athenodora pressed her claw to Caius’s chest and began to mark him. Caius bled and Athenodora’s tongue was there to collect every drop. She only ever managed a single lick at a spot before the wound healed. Despite the quick healing though, Caius still felt the pain and he winced but never once cried out for her to stop.

Besides his own masochistic streak, there was something profoundly hot about a sexy vampire who liked cutting him up with her claws and marking him with her fangs. Her obvious delight in his blood also always stoked his ego.

For all his talk about Athenodora talking about him like food, he actually enjoyed it. Just as the impending bite on his cock didn’t fill him with trepidation. The first time it happened in Anton Orlock’s Manor, he had been a lot less agreeable but he had since reveled in the debauchery of it all.

Caius worked his fingers into Athenodora’s hair, taking a strong hold as she kept working her way down his body. Occasionally, Athenodora would pause with her tongue still pressed against his body and look up at him with a grin around her fangs.

God, she was hot.

Caius’s cock swelled so much in his pants that the fact that Athenodora’s body was pressing down onto it didn’t seem to be stopping its attempts to rise to prominence. Caius could have sworn that whenever his cock jerked and twitched, Athenodora rose and fell with the movement.

And speaking of the pressure of her body down on his cock; the longer it went on, the less of a hindrance it was and the more it seemed to facilitate Caius getting off. The stimulation was intense and Caius felt as though he had never been so close to losing control.

The way Athenodora’s red eyes glistened made Caius feel she could tell. The way she began to move her body atop his cock told him she definitely could tell and was taking great pleasure in ’torturing’ him.

"Damn you," Caius said with a smile and a groan.

Athenodora in response dug her claws even deeper into Caius and dragged her tongue across the blood trail in a more languishing manner as she kept working her way down.

As she got lower down Caius body, Athenodora’s position changed from lying on top of him to planting her knees on both sides of his body while her ass was raised at a provocative and enticing angle that Caius’s eyes were glued to. That, along with the sharpness of her back arch and the lustful look on her face, made it a wonder how Caius’s pants could even contain his cock’s raging rise.

But not to fear for Athenodora was to the rescue!

With her lips an inch off Caius’s body, Athenodora grabbed the waistband of Caius’s pants and didn’t bother pulling them off his body. She just pulled until the waistband broke and she ripped the pants off him entirely to toss them aside as she had done with his ripped shirt.

Once Caius was as bare on his lower body as he was on his upper, Athenodora pressed her lips to his groin, letting out a moan of delight that became a chuckle when the rod she had just freed smacked her.

Athenodora rose so the rod could rise fully to prominence where she promptly wrapped a hand around it and gripped it tight. She flexed her fingers around the rod and did an experimental twist.

"Beautiful," she said in a whisper and a show of tenderness and genuineness that Caius wasn’t sure he had ever heard from her. It didn’t even have her usual sarcastic, playful, and almost manipulative smile to accompany it.

"Beautiful enough that you’ll reconsider chomping down on it?" Caius asked with a raised brow.

Athenodora rolled her eyes and her smile returned to normal even if the look in his eyes remained more tender than she probably would ever allow herself to actively exhibit.

"Don’t talk like you’re not anticipating it," she said, "You can’t lie to me, Caius. You’re an open book. And that was without your cock twitching and swelling at the idea of being bitten.

And as the ever benevolent sire that I am, I shall oblige your kinky desire."

"Why is this turning around to be my thing?" Caius asked.

Athenodora opened her mouth and closed down around the cock, right beneath the ridge. Her fangs sank right in and Caius’s blood spilled from the punctures and into Athenodora’s welcoming mouth.

"FUCK!" Caius yelled out, "WHAT THE HELL, NOT EVEN A WARNING! YOU JUST WENT AT IT!"

Athenodora’s eyes were looking right at him and her smile was amused as she sucked with fervor as though she wished to suck out every drop of blood in Caius’s body. And if it was possible to achieve it with sheer enthusiasm and debauched desire, despite Caius’s regenerative healing, then she just might succeed.