Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire Chapter 660: A worrying attachment {R-18}

As her brain seemed to short-circuit, so much lost its meaning for Athenodora. At least anything that didn’t have something to do with the pleasure she was being subjected to at the moment lost its meaning.

And speaking of the pleasure, Athenodora was basically a prisoner to it. She lost control of her limbs and was in a constant’s state of spasms while still floating. Her legs remained locked around Caius’s neck and her fists were still clenched around invisible anchors as she worked her center all over Caius’s face.

In that state, though, Athenodora became especially aware of everything happening to her body. She felt it the moment Caius took one of his hands off her ass and worked it up her side until he was palming one of her tits. She felt as he pressed his palm against her erect nipple and worked his touch around it before then gripping her breast to squeeze and knead it, pinching her sensitive nipple and intensifying her already mind-blowing orgasm.

She felt it as Caius’s tongue didn’t go mellow and instead remained energetic and inquisitive as it went as deep into her as it could, slithering and lapping up erogenous zones that Caius himself had discovered when they had been together at Venuzze.

By the time her orgasm began to wane, Athenodora wasn’t surprised that she was already heading for another one. Her sensitivity had reached another peak, further blurring the line between pain and pleasure but Athenodora welcomed it heartily. In fact, the thought that Caius would eventually retreat was what she found herself dreading.

To not have his hands touching her as they were, working her to more orgasms that felt so good, they hurt. To not have his tongue constantly show her she didn’t know her own insides all that well. No, she couldn’t dream of it.

When did that happen? Athenodora couldn’t help but wonder.

When did Caius stop being a disposable pawn to her?

Was it when he acquired the Blood Matrix and became practically unkillable? No, it wasn’t then.

She had watched him get his heart ripped out and yelled out in fear for his life because she didn’t know then that he could survive such a blow. So the change in Caius’s expendability had to have happened before then.

Was it after what happened in Venuzze? No, it had to be before that as Athenodora refused to admit that sex could ever change how she saw a person. Even if it was admittedly mind-blowing and unmatched sex.

Athenodora was many centuries old. She had had lovers. Humanoids and vampires alike. She had discarded some, killed more, and never looked back. Pleasure was fleeting. Like everyone, it was a need she had but one that once satisfied, left her with no lingering feelings or a changed outlook. She always remained the same as she was before the encounter.

So after so long, after being so delightfully set in her ways, how could Caius be an exception?

Then again, Athenodora had admitted herself a while ago that Caius seemed like an exception to her every rule. Maybe that included making her develop lingering sentiments even when her carnal needs had been met.

Or maybe... her needs hadn’t been met...

Maybe that was it.

Back at Venuzze, Athenodora was still cursed so there was a limit to how long she could go for. It had felt great but once weakness overcame her, she needed to hibernate and rest. Maybe that was it. Maybe she hadn’t actually worked out that need and it had then festered, inspiring her to so readily give herself to pleasure with Caius again.

’Well then it’s good that I’m no longer cursed,’ Athenodora thought to herself in the brief flash of clarity she was afforded through the haze of orgasmic bliss.

Sure, even as powerful as she was, when it came to sex, she had her physical limits. Still, she had never needed to reach that physical limit to be truly satisfied. With satisfaction, she’d finally have clarity.

It really wouldn’t do to be so attached to a spawn she created to torture someone who apparently wanted her head. She needed to cut that string—

"FUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!"

Interrupting her flow of thoughts, Athenodora cried out in orgasmic bliss as she was rocked with delicious release. As she spasmed, Athenodora realized this yet another orgasmic episode didn’t lessen her attachment to Caius but rather seemed to strengthen it. She chose to ignore that fact, convincing herself it was a fluke and allowed herself to be steeped in pleasure.

When this orgasm waned, Caius didn’t work Athenodora to another. His squeeze of her breast was mellow to help her work out the last bits of spasms and thrills still wracking their way through her. When he licked, it was languid and far more interested in enjoying her taste.

For the first time in a while, Caius opened his eyes and they rolled up to look at Athenodora who was looking down at him. With their eyes locked, Athenodora loosened her legs from around Caius’s neck and turned upright as she slid down Caius’s body until their faces were aligned enough for them to lean in and connect their lips.

Their lips parted almost instantly on contact and as they sucked each other’s lips in turn, slipping their tongues into each other’s mouths, not in an aggressive and domineering way but rather a mutual desire to explore each other’s mouths, they embraced.

Athenodora wrapped her arms around Caius shoulders and raised her thigh to press up against his side. Caius grabbed her hips, clenching hard to secure a hold as they kissed. And then, he moved one of his hands down to cup her ass while he moved the other up to stroke one of the arms she had around his neck.

Athenodora’s heart thudded in a kind of erratic beat she wasn’t all too familiar with but she chose to ignore it as she had ignored other signs. It wasn’t due to ignorance though— at least not entirely.

Athenodora believed she knew her body quite well and now that she had figured out why her interest in Caius remained and expected that interest to end once she was fully satisfied, she decided to enjoy it as much as she could and not be distracted by signals from her body. Signals she may or may not understand.

With her arms across Caius’s shoulders, Athenodora grabbed his head with both of her hands, stroking his face tenderly. She still had her claws out and scratched him. The scratches healed and Caius accepted the slight instances of pain with delight.

Athenodora was still levitating. She was many inches off the ground and her head was a few inches above Caius’s but as she settled deeper into the kiss and embrace they shared, she came down and soon, she felt Caius’s hard rod pressing between her legs.

Athenodora let out a gasp into the kiss she was sharing with Caius. Caius smiled. He lifted Athenodora a few inches and with a flex of his cock, he positioned it just right, lowering Athenodora until his tip was pressing against her damp pussy lips.

Now Athenodora chuckled, lowering her weight herself so the tip could part her lips and the head could slip into her walls which clenched as hard as they possibly could around him. Caius groaned and Athenodora pulled back to look at his face, taking in his expression as she descended further to take in more inches.

Alas, as Caius’s veiny rod stroked against her ribbed walls, Athenodora couldn’t help but tremble as she arched her back and turned her face toward the ceiling to let out a deep groan. When she slid down further and took a quarter of the rod into herself, she found that she had to stop. The sensations felt intense and she couldn’t bring herself to take it all in too fast. Apparently, the compounding sensitivity from multiple orgasms finally caught up to her.

It was Caius’s turn to observe her expression and smile. He had both his hands grabbing her waist and pulled Athenodora down. With Athenodora’s levitation, it should have been easy for her to simply float upward and avoid his pull but she found herself disarmed and at Caius’s mercy as he pulled her down, feeding more and more of his inches into her hungry walls.

Athenodora didn’t bother resisting. She just wrapped her legs around Caius’s waist, locking him in place as he continued to pull her down. She turned her face from staring at the unseeable ceiling of Limbo to look instead at Caius’s face... And then at his neck where she could just smell his blood flowing, the smell of it inviting her to drink.

Athenodora didn’t second-guess the urge; She gripped Caius’s hair with one hand and grabbed his back with the other as she sank her face into the crook of his neck, taking a whiff of his scent before opening her mouth wide and sinking her fangs into him.

Caius groaned in delight. And in retaliation for her bite, he pulled her down further until he had a little over half of his cock within her walls, and became absorbed in delicious warmth that sucked him in ever deeper.