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  Daemon’s Revenge

  Marteeka Karland

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  Daemon’s Revenge

  Marteeka Karland

  Ariel’s been bad. She’s pushed her big vampire “fuck buddy” just a little too far and now she’s in for the ride of her life. But will Daemon leave her heart intact, or will he demand all she has to give?

  Revenge has never been so sweet.

  Chapter One

  “I’m gonna fuck you ’til neither of us can see straight!” Daemon was in no mood for games. “Then I’m gonna beat your ass ’til it’s red, and fuck you some more! Tonight, you’re my fucking whore.”

  For the first time since I’d met him, Daemon was really pissed. He was also horny as hell. His cock stood out from his body, proud and thick. The large mushroom head was purple and swollen, like he was literally about to pop.

  He had me flat on my back on a table. There were metal clamps designed to hold my wrists to the floor in a Y above my head. My body bent double, my legs clamped next to my wrists. A very large pillow supported my back and ass. I was totally open for his every whim, and I wasn’t averse to it at all. In fact, it made me pretty damned hot. I wanted him to use me, fuck me, in any way he saw fit, and I had a feeling that was exactly what I was going to get.

  “You’re gonna have to do more than talk, vampire. I don’t think you’re man enough to make me want you anymore.”

  Daemon roared until the pale blue veins stood out in his neck, his fists clenched so tightly blood trickled from his palms. Grabbing a bottle of lube on a table beside me, he squirted a glob onto his fingers, then shoved the tip of the bottle into my cunt and squeezed. The cool fluid gushed into my already wet pussy, and I almost cried out. I really needed to be fucked. I’m not talking about a slow-gentle-love-making fuck -- I’m talking a pound-my-pussy-into-oblivion-with-the-biggest-object-you-can-find fuck.

  All the things Daemon had refused to give me because he believed in being gentle with women. It was that belief that kept him from making me officially his and from giving me what I wanted.

  Bull fucking shit.

  I wanted it nasty. I wanted Daemon unleashed.

  “Oh, really?” He raised an eyebrow. “Then why hook up with that bloody werewolf? Why record the entire session of nasty on HD DVD and send it to me? Why send a note telling me if I wouldn’t give you raunchy, you’d bloody get it somewhere else? As long as we’ve known each other, you had to have known that was the best way to get me to prove I can give you what you want.” He bared his fangs and hissed.

  He was right. For an impossibly dominant vampire male, there was no way my little package would have gone over very well.

  Which got me where I was now: flat on my back, my arms and legs clamped to the floor, stretched out so far my shoulders felt like they were about to pop out of their sockets. My pussy and ass were both exposed completely, and there was nothing I could do to escape.

  Right where I wanted to be.

  It was hard to keep the grin of triumph off my face.

  Daemon dropped to his knees, a wicked smile on his face. “You’re going to wish you’d never messed with me, Ariel.”

  I sneered at him. “Give it your best shot. Besides, seeing me like this has you so fucking hot, you’re about to explode right now.”

  “If I do, it will be all over that upturned twat and ass. I’m going to pump you so full of cum, you’ll never get it out of you. And that’s not counting the cum bath you’re getting ready to get.” He hissed and exposed his sharp fangs, an animal showing dominance. “Then I’m going to drink my fill. You’ll be lucky if I stop before I’ve drained you.”

  Fucking hell yeah! Now, this was my nasty vampire.

  “If you plan on fucking me, get to it. Otherwise --” I couldn’t keep the eager grin from my face. “-- get Wolfe. I know he’ll fuck the shit outta me.”

  Daemon bared his fangs again, just before he plunged three fingers into my already well-greased pussy. I hissed at him just to keep my whoop of triumph from springing out.

  “Is that all you got?” I was really asking for it, but hell. I’ve never done anything halfway in my entire life! Why start now? “I thought you were going to fuck me.”

  “Little wench.” He crammed a fourth finger into my cunt and twisted his hand back and forth, stuffing more of his fingers into my twat. With my body bent into the position it was, I had a perfect view of his large hand disappearing into my pussy. His thumb ground into my clit as he worked, stretching me so much it burned.

  He squirted more lube around my cunt as he worked, taking his hand out only to return it even deeper. It was so fucking hot, I could have come right then.

  But I didn’t. I knew my vampire fuck buddy. He could push me almost beyond endurance if I let him. When he did, it would be so fanfuckingtastic I’d probably die from the orgasm.

  But what a way to go!

  “You want it, you got it.”

  Daemon’s fangs lengthened. They stuck out over his bottom lip now, a sure sign he was both pissed and horny. He twisted his hand once more and slipped his thumb past my rim. It was only in to the first joint, but just the image of it was enough to set me off. My breathing quickened, and I was about to bear down and push through my orgasm when Daemon smacked me lightly on the cheek of my upturned ass.

  “If you fucking come before I tell you to, I’ll never touch you again!” His voice was quiet, but I had no illusion I’d get away with grinning and coming anyway like I usually did.

  “Goddammit!” My scream of utter frustration echoed in the damp cavern he had me locked in. This was the perfect place for a little BDSM play. Just like I’d always imagined. “When I get out of this -- and I will get out -- I’m going to cut your balls off!”

  “No, you won’t. You love my cock too much.” He kept moving his fingers in and out of my cunt with each word, literally screwing me. I expected to see his hand disappear, leaving only his wrist outside my body, but he stopped short of that. “Does it hurt?”

  “Hell, yeah, it hurts!” It burned, but this whole thing was so erotic, I really didn’t care. It made my pussy cream more.

  “Good.” He pulled his fingers out until only the tips remained, then slid it home again. Over and over, harder and harder, Daemon pounded my cunt mercilessly. “Before this night’s over, you’ll beg me to either stop, or let you come. And I’m going to let my buddies watch.”

  My head snapped up to look at him. When I heard male laughter coming from the left, I jerked my head that way. Five of the biggest, meanest looking vampires I’d ever seen stood in various stages of undress looking at me. A couple of them pulled on their own massive cocks.

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�You see them, Ariel?” Talk about a dumb question! How could I not see them? “They’re going to watch me fuck you in every hole you have. When I’m done, they’re going to get their turn.” He rammed his fingers particularly hard into me and snarled. “Then when they’re ready, every one of them is going to shoot his load somewhere on your body.”

  He pulled his fingers from my dripping pussy and spread the lube and my own juices onto his cock. Then, taking the bottle once again, he squirted a large dollop onto my asshole. Smearing the cool fluid around and around, he dipped two fingers into my ass to push the lube around the inside. Without another word, he pushed the head of his cock into my ass.

  At first, I fought him -- not because I didn’t want it, but from sheer instinct. He smacked my inner thigh, not hard, but enough to sting.

  “Push out against me. I want in that tight ass.” His gravelly words were lust-filled and harsh. He smacked my thigh again. “I like the sound of slapping your flesh. I can’t wait to spank you. I might even do it before these guys fuck you. I might let them do it.” He sank into my ass about halfway before pulling out and pushing in again. In two long strokes, he was buried to the balls.

  He knelt there a moment, whether adjusting himself to the new sensations or allowing me to, I didn’t know -- he’d never fucked my ass before. It wasn’t long before he was moving slowly, then faster, then surging into my ass with as much vigor as he ever had my pussy. I screamed…

  Several times, actually.

  “Fucking hell! Fuck my ass! Fuck it!”

  “Nasty slut!” He smacked my ass again. It stung, but erotically so. Funny, that. “You need to learn manners. And you will. Even if I have to beat them into you.” He smacked my leg. Then my ass. “Whore!” He shouted at me. “Is this how you want to be treated? I can do it. I gave you nothing but respect, but I can certainly use you as a fuck toy if you want. My dirty little fuck toy! AHHHHH!”

  He came. Hard, by the sound of it. He smacked my leg again, harder this time, and pumped my ass full of his hot, sticky cum.

  “Goddamn!” His curse was loud and echoed through the cavern, followed by the groans and chuckles of the sexy vamps all around us. “That’s some good ass, gentlemen.”

  “Looked like good pussy, too, Daemon,” one of them said. This one was blond, where the others were dark of hair and skin, and he didn’t bother to try and hide his fangs. “I want some.”

  “She’s yours, then. Take what you want. I’ll decide if I want what’s left.” He looked me in the eyes. “If she comes before I tell her to, I’ll let you all keep her.”

  Now, what self-respecting vamp could resist a challenge like that? I was definitely in for the fucking of my life.

  Chapter Two

  The blond bent down and rubbed his stiffening prick in the mess around my pussy and ass, rubbing my clit several times in the process. His cock slid easily along the groove. It was exceedingly large and veiny, and very long -- most vampire cocks I’d seen were -- but this one was an exception even among vampires. He didn’t look much smaller than a woman’s forearm, though it was probably my imagination. I was a tad keyed up by this point. This was probably going to hurt, but that was OK. I wanted to be hurt.

  Hurt and fucked!

  “You were definitely right, Daemon.” The big blond grinned as he took the bottle of lube and smeared his cock with its contents. “She’s one hot little tart.” He circled the head around my clit a time or two before spanking it several times with his cock. Chuckling, he plunged into my cunt with one smooth stroke. I hissed. “Oh, yeah, I’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll beg me to take you from Daemon.”

  “Give it your best shot. Better men than you have tried. I only scream for exceptional fuck buddies.” I looked directly at Daemon and licked my lips. He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.

  The blond’s smile was positively wicked, and full of mischief. He was enjoying the hell out of this. When he pulled out and plunged back into my pussy, I had to bite the inside of my mouth to keep from screaming. His girth was enormous, and even though Daemon had stretched me quite thoroughly a little while ago, the length of him was still a shock.

  He didn’t let me get adjusted, either -- he kept plunging in over and over all the way to the balls. Casually, he brushed my clit as he pounded my cunt with enough force to shake my entire body. Sweat slicked his skin and dripped occasionally onto me as his forceful thrusts took my breath. Positioned as I was, there was no way I could meet his thrusts. I couldn’t grasp his hips with my hands or my legs. All I could do was lie there and take whatever he chose to dish out.

  Like I minded!

  “Is this what you wanted?” I jumped when Daemon hissed near my ear. I hadn’t realized he’d moved so close to me. “If I’d known being treated like a whore got you off, I’d have passed you around years ago.”

  “You don’t have a clue even now, do you? Are you intentionally not getting it or are you just stupid?” I spat the words with as much venom as I could muster, given the fact that I was holding off coming by sheer force of will. Yeah, I was turned on beyond belief, but I was also frustrated. It wasn’t having sex in front of his buddies or having sex with anyone other than him that had me hot. It was the nasty talk. The kinky position. The tying me up and having his wicked way with me. The smacking my ass. All the things I’d always loved until Daemon had refused to give them to me.

  “Oh really? I just bet if I bit you right now, you’d come so hard you’d squeeze Vlad’s cock in two with the force of your climax.”

  “Not a chance. You could never get me off with just a bite. You’d just piss me off because you know I hate being vampire fodder. Go find a willing slut to feed off of.”

  “Oh, but I don’t need a willing slut.” He darted his tongue into my ear as he spoke. “I have you. Helpless. Right here. And I’m going to feed from you, whether you like it or not.”

  “Tight pussy, Daemon.” The big blond, Vlad, sounded strained. “If you decide you don’t want her, I can definitely use her in my stable.” His face was getting redder by the second, and I knew he was close to coming.

  “Is that all you’ve got, boy bitch?” It was all I could do not to gasp the words out, the pleasure-pain was so intense. “I would have thought that man meat between your legs would have split me in two, but I can see you don’t know how to use it.”

  “Bitch!”

  “Eunuch!”

  The look on Vlad’s face was priceless. I almost laughed out loud, but I didn’t want to spoil the moment. Or get really hurt. I had a feeling that until now, this had all been a game for the others, if not Daemon. Now it was personal.

  “You go too far, Ariel!” Daemon sounded furious, but his features were so clouded with lust it was hard to tell.

  “Same goes for you. You couldn’t get me off if you tried. Even now, it’s taking two of you to get me this close. Maybe if some of your other buddies --”

  With a roar loud enough to make my ears ring, Daemon bared his fangs and lunged for my neck. He sank them deep and pulled hard as Vlad continued to fuck me with a vengeance, and it wasn’t long before he, too, dipped his head -- to my breast -- and sank his canines deep into the fleshy globe. The feeling of euphoria was beyond anything I’d ever experienced. The pleasure was still there, though muffled dramatically, and any hint of pain faded away into the background of lust. It was as though my body was numb except for the intense need to climax, though physical sensation no longer applied. After a while, I could feel my face slacken, and it was too much effort to even strain my muscles to reach for the orgasm I really, really wanted. I was as limp as a rag doll.

  Then it started.

  Now, you’ve got to understand. All this bullshit people feed you about a vampire’s bite being erotic and sexually stimulating is just that. Bullshit. A vampire’s bite is just like any other bite. It fucking hurts! And I was completely honest when I told Daemon I didn’t like being bit. He knew it, and knew why. I’ve only let him once, and that w
as another time when I was so sexually excited that the pain didn’t matter.

  Which is the funny thing about a vampire bite. If you fight it, or a vampire simply walks up to you and bites you, there’s nothing but pain. Excruciating pain, since he’s biting deep enough and hard enough to puncture a blood vessel. However -- and this is the really cool part -- if both the vampire and the human he’s feeding from are completely drowning in sexual excitement, there’s a drug that the vampire releases from his fangs when he bites that mixes with all those little endorphins in a human’s blood. The more the better. The hormones mix, and the result for the human is ecstasy.

  Complete and total ecstasy!

  And that’s what I felt. My world tilted. Stars danced behind my eyes, my neck and breast throbbed with both pleasure and pain, and both of those sensations shot straight to my cunt.

  And I’ll be a son of a bitch if that fucking Vlad didn’t make it worse. About the time Daemon bit me, Vlad pulled out of my cunt and plunged his fingers into my asshole.

  That would have been enough, had it been the only thing going on, to toss me over the edge into the most powerful orgasm of my life. But there were four more men around me. All off them were jerking off, getting hard watching me get the fucking of my life.

  OK, so not all of them were jerking off. Two of them took that opportunity, the one where I was helpless and fighting with everything I could muster not to come, to latch their mouths onto my other breast and the other side of my neck. They both bit deep.

  That same rush of complete and utter bliss shot through my body.

  “Fucking hell!”

  “Yeah,” one of the vamps standing over me said eagerly. “Make her come so I can keep her like this all the fucking time.” He jerked on his stiff dick as he spoke, eyeing me like a piece of candy.

  “I need a fuck toy. Make the little human come.” The other one had a cock even longer and thicker than Vlad’s or Daemon’s. He stroked himself and his hand couldn’t completely circle it. Just the thought of him cramming that thing into my cunt made me cream even more.