Monster Cravings
After last nights revelations and my talk with Luke, I went to sleep exhausted knowing I had to work tomorrow. But instead of having a deep sleep until dusk, I woke up in the middle of the day, probably noon, feeling incredibly hungry. I pushed my coffin lid open slowly. My room was fairly dark except for the bright light under my door. I could hear some moving around the house so someone was home. I knocked on my bedroom door so they'd know I was awake. Nobody responded and the light from the house wasn't darkened enough for me to step out. I grabbed my phone and called Billy. "Raven?" he answered.
"Hey, Billy, are you home?" I asked with a sleepy voice. My stomach was growling and my fangs were aching. I needed to feed.
"No, I'm out right now. Why? Do you need something?"
"I'm hungry, and it's bright outside my room, do you know if Luke's here then?" The hunger in me was growing fast. I know I haven't been eating as much as I should and yesterday's meals were a bit too rich for my stomach to get used to. So not only am I hungry, but I feel nauseated as well.
"He was there when I left, did you knock? Maybe he didn't hear you."
I hung up without responding. When I called Luke on speed dial, he answered right away. "Rave? What's wrong baby, why are you up this early?" I saw the light beneath my door vanish and knew he was home. Before I spoke into the phone the door to my room is opened nearly knocking me in the head. "Hey! What's up?" he asked with concern in his voice.
"I'm hungry, and I feel sick," as if on cue, I felt everything coming up. In a blur, Luke had me in the bathroom leaning over the toilet with my hair pulled back. Everything I had yesterday, came up and then more. My throat burned and my tongue tasted like blood and acid. I heaved a couple of times while Luke rubbed my back. I flushed the toilet and rinsed my mouth before brushing my fangs. I felt worse. Now I am tired and starving. The combination would make me dangerous to a human or warm-blooded animal, so it was a good thing Billy wasn't here.
"Luke," was all I could say. He grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen where I sat while he started to prepare something. It smelled delicious. While the meat is being prepared, Luke warmed up a blood bag from the fridge then sat next to me at the table. "Thank you," I said as I took the bag and began to feed. Already I was feeling a bit better after the nausea. But I was still so hungry.
Luke grabbed my hand after I finished the bag. I was still half sleep so I wasn't able to really focus on anything except my hunger. But Luke wouldn't hurt me so it was okay. I straddled his lap and he held me close as I rested my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beat and the blood flowing through his veins. As he rubbed my back all I could think about was how he tasted, causing my mouth to salivate and lick my lips. He must have sensed this because he pulled me closer and bared his neck.
"It's okay, baby. Drink." He said soothingly as he continued to rub my back. It felt so erotic as I gave into the blood lust. I licked his neck and slowly sank my fangs in. An explosion of hot, sweet, and spicy blood was a delicious treat. Luke's blood flowed thick and smooth. I moaned in his neck unabashed. I didn't notice my body rubbing up against his. And I didn't notice how he moved his hand from my back to my ass as he thrust his pelvis against me. I did however notice that something hard and thick was pressed directly against my clit. The arousing feeling mixed with mouthwatering taste of Luke's blood made me mindless. I gave in and rode his rod with only our clothes between us as I sucked and licked the blood flowing from his neck. I couldn't help the moans coming from within me. Then I growled.
Abruptly, Luke stood with my arms around his neck and legs around his hips. He placed me atop the table with one hand cradling my head to his neck. His other hand was firmly gripping my ass, pressing me against him. He ground the length against my clit and I cried out against his neck. My legs tightened against him and he continued until my pajama shorts is soaked from my orgasms, and his were stained with cum. I released my fangs from his flesh and licked the wound once more. I was dazed and still unaware of reality. But my body felt like it was buzzing.
Luke kissed my face and sucked my bottom lip before he got up off me to get the food that was now ready. I curled up on the table and sighed sleepily. Luke was quiet the whole time, knowing our moment would be ruined with a single word. Instead he coaxed me into sitting across his lap again to feed me a juicy steak cut up in bite sizes from the plate. "Luuuuuke," I whined sleepily.
"Yeah baby," he murmured while pressing a piece of steak on a fork against my lips.
"Nooooo, can you put chocolate syrup on it for me… pleeeease?" I begged.
For a while he was silent. After about 30 seconds, he sat up (making me stand in the process) and went to get what I requested. "Are you sure you want this with steak?" he asked incredulously. I pouted like a spoiled child (still half sleep, mind you) and he eventually pulled me back on his lap and fed me my chocolate covered steak. When I finished I was ready for my coffin with a few more hours until nightfall.
Luke carried me to my room and helped me out of my soaked shorts. I wasn't embarrassed nor was I modest. Luke had seen me already, and I was too sleepy to care. I felt Luke's wet tongue lick me from my core to my apex. But before I could process it and protest, he had me tucked into my coffin and closed the lid. I sighed as I settled into what was left of my sleep.
I woke up at eight o'clock as the sun sank beneath the horizon. Rising from my coffin, I felt a certain hum in my tummy, and an ache from my throbbing clit. My pussy moistened to be filled, and my mouth watered for blood and chocolate. I knew this feeling, this need: I was definitely pregnant with monster cravings for sex, blood, and chocolate. But specifically, I needed rough sex, blood from the vein, and chocolate on flesh. And I needed it now! But first, a shower is called for. For some reason, I felt sticky, sullied, and sweaty. I wonder what that's all about?
I took a hot shower and washed with my cinnamon and cherry scented body wash. I scrubbed my body slowly and touched myself under the water spray. My nipples are hardened into little, dark pink pebbles, and my clit was swollen. But both were throbbing and begging for attention. I whimpered lightly as the water pressure stabbed my peaks deliciously. As I started panting, frustrated from only making my need worsen, I thought, why do I have to feel so helplessly wanton? Even though Alexander is back in Dullsville, I doubt he'll be in the mood to satisfy my lust. But I do have to drink from him to ensure the health of our baby. I feel like a slut.
As soon as I am clean, dressed, and ready to start the night, I grabbed my phone and called my boyfriend-slash-baby-daddy-slash-husband. I seriously need to figure that one out. "Raven," he answered calmly. "Good evening."
"Good evening, Alexander. How did you sleep? How are the kids? Are they up yet?" I asked in a rush to say something, but still genuinely curious about the kids' sleep over. I wonder if I'll get used to them staying there without me.
"Slow down, love." He chuckled quietly. His voice was deep and hypnotic, soothing yet dangerous.
"Sorry," I whispered.
"It's okay. I slept well. Our children were well-behaved, and they are just getting up." He said assuredly.
I sighed in relief but was slightly disappointed that he wasn't bothered by my absence. "Oh, okay… good." That was all I could say. I paced my room wondering what to say to him until he spoke again.
"And you, my bride, how did you sleep?" I could tell he was just being polite for conversational etiquettes, I guess. When he said 'bride' it sounded somewhat like a sneer and I felt guilty for some reason. Then again he has a lot to be unhappy with me about. Questioning him on it might just annoy him, so I let it go.
"Great!" I lied. Maybe I even said it too enthusiastically, damn it all. "Okay, not so great. I remember waking up during the day sick and hungry, so I only slept for half of the day I guess. No worries though. I'm glad the kids are spending the night with you. I'm just going to go eat and head off to work. I'll call or check in on the kids when I get off. Okay?" Great, now I'm just rambling.
"You could eat breakfast here if you'd like, Raven. I'd even feel better if you moved back into the mansion with the kids. You could have your own room as well. Jameson wouldn't mind getting them ready. We should live as a family." He said this as if we went over it for the umpteenth time. Again I sighed. He wanted me there with the kids, but in separate rooms. Feeling lonely again, Raven? I asked my self.
"Thanks, but I'll have to think about it, Alexander. We tried jumping back into were we left off and going with the flow, now look where that got us. I messed things up a lot. I don't want to bring it back up, but I'm just scared it'll only get worse, or we'll never get past it. I'm scared you could never look at me the same. Too much has happened, and I'm not the same girl you were with eight years ago. I'm scared you won't like how I turned out. It's too painfully lonely, Alexander. I wouldn't even know where to start." Again I sighed.
"What time do you need to be at The Crypt?" Alexander reluctantly changed the subject.
"Um, at 10. Why?"
"I'll be there at 9:30. We'll talk more on the drive over." He decided. Sigh.
I didn't know what to say but "Okay". We hung up and I left my room to see what's to eat. It wasn't a surprise to see Luke had already prepared dinner/breakfast. He and Billy were sitting at the table already and waiting for me. We were having pork chops, mashed potatoes, and a side of fruit. Luke had already set out a bottle of chocolate syrup in front of my plate, next to my cup of blood. I could tell by the scent, that it is laced with his blood. Something was niggling at the back of my thoughts, something I couldn't remember but should. And yet I found my cheeks warm from blushing as a pulsing at my center had begun and Luke smiled a sly knowing smile. It made me feel guilty and stupid, but I couldn't place why. Did he sense my predicament? "Good evening guys." I greeted them as calmly and collected as I could make myself.
"Good evening sis, how'd you sleep after today?" Billy asked. I sat down at the table across from Luke.
"Fine but I'm still freakishly tired. If I didn't have to work, I'd be sleeping like the dead right about now." I said matter-of-factly. On cue, a jaw-breaking yawn came from me. "Luke this is great, thanks… and for today too." He smiled mischievously at that, and it made me wonder. "Why are you smiling like you know something I don't know?" I asked him. His smile grew wider. "Billy why is he smiling like a Cheshire cat?" Billy shrugged his shoulders since his mouth was already stuffed. I eyed Luke suspiciously as I ate my food with chocolate syrup on top.
"Raven, that's sick… why would you ruin good food like that?" Billy asked in disgust. Oh that's right, I haven't told Billy yet.
"Because I'm prego, and I want it, so stuff it before I add some to yours." I said, before taking a sip of blood and ignoring Billy's shocked face.
"Is it Alexander's?" Billy continued in an angry whisper.
"Maybe." I answered coolly.
"What… how… why maybe? Whom else could it have been?"
"None'ya, do I ask you about the chicks you sleep with?" I countered.
"I'm your brother, Raven. We're family and I'm supposed to look out for you." Not this again, Billy.
"Correction, it is I who is looking out for you. You, however, are suppose to look out for your future. I know you have my back Billy, but don't worry about it; all will be taken care of. Our family is getting bigger, so let that be enough and drop it with the 'who's your daddy' questions." He continued to stare at me as I got up to clear the table.
The doorbell rang and Billy answers it. I grabbed my bag and kissed Luke on the cheek to thank him for the meal just as Alexander walked in. It's a thank you kiss, get over it! I sent to him.
'Does he know that?' Alexander sent back. "Are you ready, love?"
"Yeah, let's hurry," I told him. "I'll see you guys later," I called to Luke and Billy.
"Wait a minute, baby," Luke called to me. Silently I cursed him for using the endearment in front of Alexander. "Wouldn't want to forget this." He grabbed my purse and slipped a bottle of chocolate syrup inside. I almost melted at the generosity Luke has shown me. I mouthed 'thank you' before heading out the door and over to the car where Alexander held the door for me. As soon as Alexander's door closed, we started talking.
Alexander started, "Why a whole bottle of chocolate? That's not healthy for you and the baby."
"It's for my monster cravings." With his questioning look, I added, "I've been wanting chocolate with my meat." I looked over at Alexander to see what he thought of that. He looked surprised, then puzzled, then disbelieving. Finally, a look of acceptance settled into his features.
"I knew pregnancy cravings were weird, but you've really outdone this one. It still isn't healthy. I'll give you some Romanian meals that pregnant vampires eat. You'll also need to feed from me."
"Okay. What are the kids doing today?" I asked changing the subject.
Alexander looked at me curiously, but answered. "Mythology and Folklore. By the way, my parents will be coming in three nights. Athena will be with them as well."
I thought about that. How will they react to the kids? How will the kids respond to them? How will I respond to Cassandra? What will Billy think about Stormy coming again? How is everything going to change? I hope this isn't all happening too fast for my darlings take in. We should have planned this! Give them a month at least to get used to having their father. Dammit Alexander!
"Raven if you're going to be this upset, just say the word and I'll postpone. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, or for the children to feel overwhelmed." Alexander said, responding to my thoughts.
"I would like for you to reschedule, thanks. And everything concerning the children that will affect them should've been brought up with me before hand, Alexander. I don't want to feel like I don't know what's going on with them until you've decided. You being here is the biggest change they've ever encountered. The one we've all been waiting for. But everything else must come with time considered. And don't look at me like that, Alexander! I'm not rejecting your family, I just don't think you should overwhelm them, but instead let them absorb and fully accept the presence of the father first." There was silence in the car for a while, as we got closer to the fields that we'd pass to get to The Crypt. 25 more minutes 'til my shift.
"How are you feeling? With the pregnancy I mean?" Alexander asked quietly.
"A little nauseous, blood thirsty…" I paused as blush crept up and I started to remember the ache in my center. Stupid monster hormones.I squeezed my legs together and then crossed them to ease the ache… without success.
"Raven…" Alexander breathed. Then he pulled over on the side of the road and into the fields a bit, and turned off the ignition. I was about to ask what was going on, but he was out of the car, and opening my door for me to step out. He held his hand out for me as he did years ago. I placed my hand in his, and he led me into the fields. I was feeling nervous, curious and excited. Each step I took sent a jolt of vibrations to my clit. The fabric of my leather tube dress rubbing against my nipples was making me feel hot and bothered. I felt a flush across my body and whimpered a soft mew. Alexander stopped and turned to me. I looked into his deep chocolate pool eyes with my half-lidded ones.
Without hesitation, Alexander raked his hand through my hair and held onto the back of my head as he pulled me in and kissed me hard on the lips, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I responded to his kiss with abandon. With his left hand, he rubbed and groped my body. He massaged my right breast in the palm of his hand and pinched my nipple through the fabric. I moaned into his mouth and he drank it in. Then he moved his hand down my stomach and caressed my abdomen with his thumb. I placed a hand over his and he broke our frenzied kiss. Then he stepped back and looked at where our hands were, where a new life was growing. I was panting and clutching onto him, afraid I'd fall over if my knees gave out. Alexander was also breathing hard.
"Alexander," I breathed. "Please, I need you." Alexander broke his gaze and pulled his hand away to grab my hips and bring them forward. He slipped his thumbs inside the bottom of my dress that reached my mid-thigh and shimmied it up to my waist. He groaned at the sight of my blood-red silk thong that was already damp from my need. He pulled them down slowly, kissing the mound of smooth flesh. Grabbing the back of my left knee, he lifted it to remove my thong, and then he hooked my leg over his shoulder. I felt so exposed as the night breeze caressed my flesh making me gasp and shiver. Alexander used that same hand to come under me to rest at my lower back. The other hand then shot out to lift my other leg and hook it over his other shoulder. I would have yelped in surprise if I hadn't moaned with intense pleasure when Alexander sucked on my swollen clit, hard. I grabbed his head and held on tightly for balance and to keep him in place. Then he started nibbling on my love button while flicking it with his tongue. I cried out with ecstasy.
I had forgotten all about where the other hand was until I felt him yank the top of my dress down to my waist and palm my boob and twirling, pinching, and pulling my nipple with his masterful fingers. I kept panting and moaning. While he played with my boobs, Alexander gave my clit one last hard rub with his tongue making me cream. A thought or recent memory was trying to surface but I forced it down so I could focus on this moment.
Alexander lapped up my honey cream and slowly thrust and twirled his tongue inside of me. His tongue muscle was strong and firm as I felt him taste me some and fuck me with his mouth. It was all I could do not squirm atop his shoulders and rock my pussy against his mouth. I heard him moan his approval and knew he enjoyed my taste and torment. The next thing that happened surprised me so much that I couldn't process it until it was done. Alexander's mouth opened wide, and he bit me! It wasn't the normal love bites I am used to. This was new. He pierced the flesh of my nether lips and sucked, with his top front teeth pressing over my clit. A pleasure, so intense that it hurt, had me coming hard into his mouth. My moans were more screams and my entire being shook with it. Alexander drank my deeply, my blood and my lust. All of it was his this night.
When the final shivers ceased from my body, and erratic breathing became soft pants, Alexander, pulled his fangs and tongue out of me and brought me off his shoulders. Everything seemed so blurry and my body hummed. I couldn't move or focus properly. Alexander laid me down on the ground and began to kiss my boobs while unfastening his pants. I felt a tingling in my spine as he licked each nipple and allowed the night's breeze to caress them. I shivered. Alexander…
'Raven, my love… must have… you.' Alexander immediately began to pound into me, and I wanted to cry out anew. Sensing this, he covered my mouth with his and took in my screams. Tears began to sting as they escaped the corners of my eyes. Alexander groaned and licked my fang. My eyes glowed bright by the time I tasted his bloody tongue.
Everything was so intense and overwhelming. All I could do was react. Alexander's monster cock pounding into my swollen and wounded flesh: I cried into his mouth. His length rubbing hard against my g-spot as his pelvis grinds into mine: my legs fall open, knees bent and pulled up tight, and toes curl. The thick, rich, sweet blood of my vampire mate trickling over my taste buds: I drink the blood, caress his tongue with mine, and open my mind to his completely… and not knowing what I'd just done.
Alexander broke our kiss and bit the tender flesh of my boob and spoke angrily into my mind and I flinched. 'Bride… must… fuck… you… harder! You will pay… for this… Never will you… seek another's…' My eyes opened wider. Alexander was taking me full force already. So hard that it would have no doubt killed me if I were still human. I couldn't imagine him taking it up a notch. Imagination wasn't needed.
With his supernatural speed and strength, Alexander punished me HARD! He had my hips lifted with both hands for better exposure and deeper penetration. My nerves and muscles are coiled tight and I was drenching and squirting all over him. I screamed through gritted teeth, and cried burning tears. Another minute and Alexander growled loudly into my flesh and my tension snapped, making my back arch like a bow. Alexander's pleasure shot into me in scorching hot and heavy loads. It filled me up and seeped out of me while Alexander was still inside. I felt his shaft pulsating within me, and it felt like gentle pressures to sooth my aching, wounded, and burning flesh. I was bruised, bloodied, and raw and senseless. I couldn't do a single thing, think a single thought, acknowledge a single sensation, or focus on this single moment. Nothing mattered. And suddenly, I was on cloud nine.
When I came to my senses, the feelings had returned to my body, and I could register the weight of Alexander on top of me, I grunted in pain. He moved and lifted himself on his arms to take the weight off me. Alexander looked into my bright red eyes with his own. He looked lost and angry, broken-hearted. He looked ready to kill something, and he was looking at me. My hand shot out and grabbed the back of his head to pull myself up and latch myself onto his neck to feed. There was so much of my energy he had taken, not to mention the abuse he took out on me. Albeit; my hunger for rough sex was successfully sated. And I'll be in no condition or mindset to crave it again unless I became a masochist.
"I'm sorry." Alexander whispered. "I hurt you." It wasn't a question. I retracted my fangs from his neck and leaned back. Looking at Alexander, I am taken aback to see silent tears falling from his eyes. I wanted to hug him and apologize a thousand times for what I know he discovered, but instead, I shocked us both. My tongue slowly licked up his tears, and then went back to lick up the blood seeping from his new bite wound, and then licking the seam of his lips. They parted and I flicked the tip of his tongue and pulled back. In a throaty voice, I said, "Why so sad, my vampire? You've only rocked my world," then added in an audible whisper, "literally!"
Alexander looked annoyed and hurt. 'Raven?'
I won't say sorry, it'll change nothing. I don't know why I didn't stop. I was too hungry to control myself. If I told you I was sorry, it would mean nothing to you unless I could make it right. I don't know how to do that along with everything else I've hurt you with. You must regret being with me now. I wouldn't blame you if you decided to truly forsake me.
At this thought, Alexander paled visibly. Cautiously, and carefully, he pulled out of me, and I sulked at the feeling of being disconnected. When Alexander sat up and looked me over, a look of panic crossed his features for a split second. But it was enough for me to notice. Alexander was genuinely confused, and still annoyed. "Raven, whatever it is you're doing… this game of pity, will end now. I read into your mind; saw your memories. Even the ones you couldn't process. You betrayed me again, and I won't take this any longer. There will be no more arguments and refusals. You are MY bride, and you will do what is necessary to mend this."
I looked away at the field grass surrounding us and fixed my clothes. I couldn't face him properly. I knew what he wanted me to do… and how I felt about it. Which only made the back of my neck heat with shame. I couldn't control my body or feelings. Perhaps this was best.
"You will return to the Mansion. I'll collect your things. And I forbid you to see him again. Your 'friendship' ends now. Perhaps in time, your love for him will fade." As he made these demands, I cried silently. It was my fault that this had happened. "You mentioned that you'd do anything to make this right. And then you betrayed me a second time. Will you do this for me, for us?"
"No! She won't!" Luke…