Hunter or Hunted? (Atroxa & Effigy)

It was definitely all pretty surreal, she began to wonder if she really was dead. A handsome stranger, luxurious surroundings, wine, a fire crackling in the hearth and bathing them in a warm, sensual light. It was all like something out of a novel, all so perfect. Varena didn't think she'd ever wanted anyone so badly, her body drinking in his every touch. It had been a while since she'd had sex, and even then she tended to go purposefully after men that most would consider mediocre, it was easier not to get too wrapped up in them if they weren't that interesting, just used to satisfy a need so she could concentrate. They were a release valve, nothing more.

Ulrich though was more like a catalyst. And she couldn't help but react to him. Her hips rubbed against his hand as it continued to grind into her, a small damp spot starting to form through her pants just over where her entrance was. Ulrich was, of course, correct about his suspicions on the Huntress' familial background, which not only meant that sex was her weakness and that she was practically guaranteed to be a goddess in bed, but it meant something for him too. As part succubus, sex wasn't just a weakness but a power, and Varena wasn't able to have any man she wanted just because she was beautiful, it was in her very chemistry. It would be nearly impossible for any male to deny her, and for Ulrich, a vampire, with senses more acute than the average person, the scent of her arousal would be like a drug. So even as he used his own attributes against her, she used her own against him, a dangerous cycle no doubt.

Varena gasped for breath when his lips finally left hers, traveling to her ear instead, his breath hot against her skin, making her shiver and her eyes close. Gods she wanted this, she needed this. She felt like she was going insane and the only way to make it stop was to just give in, let him have her. And it was tempting, it was so tempting, especially as his hand slipped down the front of her pants, his fingers brushing against the sensitive folds of her sex, making her moan softly. The Huntress let out a growl though just as quickly and her hands went from holding onto him to pushing him, one reaching down to grab his wrist, pulling his hand out of her pants, that uncanny strength of hers on display again. “No!” She gasped, pulling away from his mouth, “I can't.” She couldn't explain it to him if she wanted to, she only knew on some primal level that if she gave in to Ulrich, then she would be somehow sealing her fate, and that made her balk, denying herself what she was sure would be one of the most amazing experiences of her life.

In comparison to other times Ulrich had seduced women... This actually had escalated faster then normal. In everything Ulrich was in control, when his partner cried out his name to touch, when he dove into their pants, up their dresses.. What have you. How he relished in such moments, how he enjoyed setting up every event. And yet here he was acting like some boy entering adulthood with some whore that his father had bought for him. The first chance he got at advancing he took, the first moment he felt like he could slip his hand into Varena's pants he took it.

This proved that Varena had demon blood in her veins. And not just demon blood but succubus blood. It was one thing to magically force someone to act in a way, that could be detected and repelled. Especially for supernatural beings. But to have one's mind manipulated to where the need to act in some way if by choice and not forced. Only incubi and succubi were able to perform such feats. Unconsciously or consciously it didn't matter. This truly was the most powerful trait of such demons. One that Ulrich envied in many ways.

The man might of raped her if he wasn't a vampire, if he didn't have some supernatural means to resist such temptations. But to say he resisted would be a stretch, he was still compelled to a large degree to indulge. However that wouldn't be very gentleman like of him and Varena had shown that she could resist him. The man looking shocked and confused as he leaned back to give her some space and safety. “Please... Stay one more night. I promise that you will not regret it.” Ulrich stated quickly, as if it was his life line.

“I apologize. I was too hasty, too taken by your obvious allure.” Ulrich said with a smile, taking Varena's hand in his own before bringing it to his lips to kiss gently. Even in this moment of “defeat” Ulrich would try to manipulate the situation. In no way did he want her to think that what they were about to do was wrong. Oh no, it would be better for her to think that he was in the wrong for rushing such an act then actually believing the act in itself was bad. The man smiling as he placed her hand down on her own leg. “Will you stay one more night Varena?”

Things had gotten out of hand fast, which was how things usually went with Varena when she really got into some one. Things got intense, passionate, almost feral, in no time at all, which was precisely why she actively avoided men she was drawn to. She had obviously gotten a little overconfident though, thinking that she could be around Ulrich and resist temptation. Or had she? She had come here despite her better judgment, she didn't know why. She didn't understand how he made her just do things she wouldn't normally do. Still though, she had managed to regain her self control before she went and gave in completely.

She was honestly somewhat relieved as Ulrich sat up, giving her a bit of space, glad that she didn't have to force him. She sat up as he moved away, panting slightly, her face flushed and blinking away the haze of lust in her clear blue eyes. Varena gave him a slightly apologetic look, knowing that that had not been exactly kind of her to get him worked up and then refuse to keep going, but she couldn't. So when Ulrich asked her to stay one more night, the woman gave a rough sigh, running a hand over her face, her heart panging a little at the slight desperation in his voice.

“Ulrich I...” She started to repeat herself and tell him no, but he interrupted her, apologizing. Varena sighed again, looking away, not looking back until he asked her to stay one more night again, knowing exactly what he was asking her to do. “I'll... think about it,” she told him with a frown. She couldn't think with him so close, she needed to just be away from him, clear her head. “I should go to bed,” She told him even though it was still fairly early, but she needed to get away from him. So she stood, grabbing her tunic and pulling it on. “Goodnight Ulrich,” she nodded to him and quickly made her way upstairs, practically fleeing the room.

No wine tonight, though she did have a book she'd left up there, and she tried to read it as a means to distract herself, but she couldn't concentrate. Varena gave a frustrated sigh and snapped the book shut, laying in the bed naked yet again, setting it back on the night stand angrily and laying down. She tried to curl up under the covers and go to sleep, but her blood was still running hot so she kicked them off, and continued to toss and turn for a few moments, her pussy softly aching with need and frustration. She felt like there was a pit in her that needed to be filled, and she knew exactly what it needed to be filled with, but she stubbornly refused. After what felt like an eternity, though in reality hadn't been that long, Varena's hands found their way down between her legs, letting out a soft moan as soon as her fingers touched her flushed, sensitive folds.

Gods what she wouldn't give to have Ulrich with her right then, but she knew that that was a bad idea. This wouldn't satisfy her completely, but it would at least allow her to sleep. So her fingers worked between her thighs, rubbing her clit vigorously, making her pant and moan. Occasionally she slid her hand down to slip her fingers into her soaking cunt, thrusting them in and out to satisfy that deep yearning to have something inside her, but she needed release more than anything else, so she concentrated on that sensitive nub of flesh, her body squirming as she rubbed and stroked it almost desperately. Varena thought about one thing and one thing only, Ulrich, what it would be like to be with him, remembering that kiss, cursing herself and him and wishing she had just given in to him.

Her back arched suddenly, the woman letting out a gasp followed quickly by a sharp moan, her hips lifting off the bed a little as she finally came, her fingers swiftly leaving her clit to delve into her pussy eagerly, riding out the last few aftershocks of her orgasm trying to simulate what she wished she was doing instead. She stopped after a few moments though, panting for breath, her skin flushed and covered in a soft sheen of sweat. Varena felt spent and exhausted, but she she made herself get up, shuffling tiredly to the linen closet, finding a cloth and cleaning herself with it before simply tossing it aside, collapsing back onto the bed and falling asleep almost immediately.

I'll think about it... Words that any man feared. That was always a no in the end, but Ulrich wasn't any man. He could turn I'll think about it into please take me on this bed. This wouldn't be the first time and it most certainly wouldn't be the last. But before he got ahead of himself he would keep his composure, smiling to Varena and nodding his head once she said she should go to bed. His hand coming up to wave her good bye, “Goodnight Varena.” He said, keeping the flirtations to a minimum since it seemed Varena was at her limit for the night. Though just like the night before Ulrich would make his way to the upper hallway once Varena had shut the master bedroom door shut.

Once more Ulrich opened the little peep hole into the master bedroom, seeing Varena in all her glory once more naked upon his bed. He smiled, that smile only growing larger and larger till it was practically a grin by the time Varena had given up on the book, given up on the sheets.... And finally given up on being such a prude! If only she had the will to call for him, he would gladly do what her fingers were beginning to do. And if he strolled in then she would most definitely know he was watching or freak out and stop. So he would have to settle for a show, oh how unfair!

And what a show, Varena taking the liberties to masturbate on his bed! Ulrich was honored in some way, and through an impressive display of will power had resisted the urge to join Varena on a little masturbation spree. Because he would be getting a greater event come tomorrow, this he was certain of. He marveled at how she tried to get herself to climax, rubbing vigorously against herself, pushing those fingers of hers into her dripping wet snatch. Ulrich could very well break through these damn walls if he wanted too... But not yet. He waited, watched as she finished and would clean up a little before collapsing once more on the bed to sleep.

Ulrich took his time, making his way into the bedroom. Much like before he seemed to glide across the floor, not a single footstep sounding off. He stopping just to the side of the bed to gaze down at Varena in her slumber. Her body naked, but oh so tempting. The scent of her sex still in the air, something that Ulrich was thriving on. And something else too... Something much more dangerous then the scent of a woman. An aroma that could be matched to a succubus's... Though not as potent. It was intoxicating all the same. But there would be time to indulge later, he needed to do a little work at the moment.

The vampire took a deep breath, his eyes closing for a few moments. His hands slowly curling into fists at his sides before his eyes would open. Only now they were dark globes of blackness, of some sort of unholy void. His face was taunt, and if someone could see under his clothing it looked like he was flexing every damn muscle on his body. Completely focused and doing everything in his power to gain access into Varena's subconscious mind. He found fantasizes and dreams of himself ravaging the woman, which was a good step. The man beginning to alter her mind. Nothing major but he would intensify those dreams that she would be having. As if her one desire, her one purpose in life was to fuck Ulrich. He would play back memories of what they had just done, what he had asked her to do. And then forge fake memories, as if she had fantasized that she said yes. Ulrich could only do this for so long, his hands slowly unclenching as the rest of his body relaxed. His eyes slowly shutting before opening to their normal color. One night of dreams jam packed with the promises of what Ulrich would do to her if she stayed should more then put the decision to stay in his favor. And now... to indulge.

That little mind trick also gave Ulrich the opportunity to throw Varena into a heavy sleep, making her as docile and relaxed as humanly possible. The vampire reaching over to caress her thigh, his eyes fixed on that heavenly tunnel that Varena had pleasured no more then ten minutes or so before. He would bring his hand to her heated lips, pressing his fingers to the folds. He couldn't help but bring his middle finger up to press against her clit, only to bring it down to press between the lips of her pussy. Not completely in but enough actually part her. And while his hand played down below the other had made it to her breast, his index finger running soft circles around her nipple to watch it grow hard. Maybe a taste was in order, as long as he kept it soft and slow, he was pretty such Varena wouldn't be able to break the slumber he had induced. So he would lean down, at first licking the nipple he had caused to harden before encircling it with his lips. Gods what he would do to have her moan out his name right now.... But that would be for another night.

Varena's sleep was deep, but far from truly restful, the woman tossing and turning all night as she dreamed of Ulrich taking her over and over again, fucking her until she screamed his name. When she woke in the morning, the hunger in her body was almost overwhelming, even more demanding than it had been the night before. She knew she couldn't leave, not like this, she had to stay, wanted to stay. She needed what her dreams had promised her last night. Just one night, get it out of her system and leave, move on. Ulrich was obviously not looking for anything more than a good time,s he was fine with that as long as she had a good time too. No, nothing so serious or long term as that, just a good ole fashioned romp and then she'd be on her way.

The day passed in a slow agony though, waiting for Ulrich to come home, trying to think about anything besides sex. It didn't really work though, she couldn't seem to get her mind to really concentrated on anything besides finally getting her hands on Ulrich and getting what had been promised to her. Varena felt almost as frustrated as she did aroused though, this was a mindset she had tried very hard to avoid for many years. She'd done well, but now in a few days time it was all for naught, she'd been reduced back to a creature of pure need and impulse. The Huntress could only wait though, trying to keep herself from going completely insane in the mean time.

Ulrich would stop playing with her after sometime, enjoying just a taste of the events to come. He even gave her a kiss on the lips good night, all before leaving to attend to another taste of his. And like before he would be back before sun up for his own rest. Only to emerge from the cellar once the sun had gone down. A smile on the man's face as he had his own set of dreams of what he wanted to do with Varena, how he would have sex with her and where. Hopefully he had baited the hook enough for that to happen today.

The man entered his home once again, only this time he had something on his arm. A basket with it's contents covered by a cloth. “A pleasure as always to see such beauty after a day of hard work and travel.” Ulrich said with a smile, instead of the usual go to kitchen, get wine, return.. Ulrich had come to sit next to Varena, the basket now on his lap as he turned to her. “May I interest you...” He started, pulling the cloth off before revealing a couple of freshly picked peaches. “In some peaches?” He asked, smirking as he looked to her with that usual look of utter worship and desire.

Varena looked up as she heard the front door open, knowing it was Ulrich coming home and waiting impatiently for him to make his appearance in the living room. She kind of hated his nonchalant entrance though, greeting her like there was absolutely nothing special about her still being there. “Ah, yes... hello,” she answered to his greeting, trying not to look or sound agitated. Varena was in fact trying very hard to look and feel perfectly normal and calm. That couldn't be any further from the truth of course, she felt like she was going insane, but acting like it wasn't going to help her.

She did look at the basket on his lap curiously though, arching a brow as he revealed it to be full of peaches. Peaches. That had to be on purpose. Her blue eyes cut to Ulrich's face, narrowed slightly in a sign of suspicion to counter his own look of worship and desire. She drew a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. “Oh, yes, thank you,” she answered, taking one from the basket and turning it over in her hands, the skin a mottled display of almost flesh-colored tones, pinks and oranges, here and there a spot of soft yellow.

Ulrich would grab a peach as well, placing the basket on the ground before he moved and turned so he could relax against the opposite arm rest from Varena. She was definitely aggitated today, and Ulrich could only imagine she was doing her best to hold herself together. Well, sadly she didn't throw herself at him the moment he walked in. Very much so she was a woman of hardened will, even if he had spent the last couple of days chipping away at it.

“Please enjoy.” He said before bringing the peach to his mouth. His lips parting so he could bite right into the peach. Taking his time to slowly pierce the skin, to let his upper lip drag across the soft fuzzy flesh of the fruit. He made an obvious groan as he bit into the fruit, even slurping a little at the excess of juices that would very well stain his cheeks after this first bite. All the while though he looked to Varena, eyes locked with her own to give her the very impression that he was eating her peach instead of the one that was in his hand. And not the peach in her hand either. Slowly he would lower his fruit, chewing what was in his mouth with an oh so satisfied smile on his face. His lips covered in peach juice that matched parts of his cheeks.

Varena didn't even seem to remember she had a peach of her own in her hand, it sat forgotten in her grasp, the Huntress almost transfixed as she watched her host eat his instead. She knew perfectly well what he was doing, every movement was a mimicry of what they both knew he would much rather be doing. Still though, she watched, the movement of Ulrich's lips and his tongue invoking images from her dreams from the night before, making her body grow warm, that ache returning to her loins, hungry for him. Varena drew a slow, deep breath as he slurped up the juices from the peach and pulled the fruit away, his lips and cheeks stained.

She was a Huntress, a woman of immeasurable skill and cunning, she was patient and determined, never losing her prey, but also equally able to lure them to her, no matter how much time it took. But not this time. Varena let out a frustrated growl, all but tossing her peach away and snatching his own out of his hand, “What are you playing at?” She demanded, “You asked me to stay another night and I am. I doubt you asked me to stay to eat fruit with me so stop playing coy.”

His peach was tossed somewhere too, Varena trying to drop it in the basket but honestly not caring to check and make sure as her other hand pushed against Ulrich's chest, pressing him back into the couch. The Huntress leaned in until she was practically on top of him before her mouth was against his, tasting the peach on his lips as her tongue pushed between them, her hand gripping his shirt tightly as the other hand took her weight against the back of the couch.

Ulrich had a witty response to her sudden question but it was silenced by her lips. She had moved so quickly to be on top of him, to practically devour the peach juice from his lips and force her tongue into his mouth. Hopefully the two wouldn't stop before anything too exciting happened. Ulrich finding himself smirking, which was of course unseen seeing how their lips were now locked. Not really smirking then but none the less feeling rather fulfilled that his plan was finally coming together.

His hands would come upon Varena, one on her ass and the other to the side of her face. He continued their kiss. Groaning from the joy of actually sharing this kiss again with her, his hands greedily groping at her flesh. He loved this advancement, this desire. She seemed in heated, she was in heat. It was radiating off of her, warming Ulrich to the core... Or to his groin to be more precise. However her aggression would soon be met.

Ulrich leaning forwards and pushing Varena back, straight down so she would be on her back on the couch with himself above her. “No more coy.” Ulrich said to her, somehow that look he gave her that was filled with promise and desire had intensified. Like a predator about to devour his prey. Ulrich would kiss her again, pressing his lips to hers roughly in a need to expel some much needed sexual frustration. He immediately would grind his crotch into her own, having gotten hard with just a kiss. That being a curse or a gift would be based on opinion really.

At this point, she didn't care that it had obviously been his plan all along to eventually get her in his bed, or on his couch or whatever. She didn't care at all, Varena just knew she needed satisfaction or she was going to go crazy. Her lips worked hungrily against his, her tongue thrusting into his mouth in an aggressive manner, her mouth practically attacking Ulrich's. He tasted like peaches, and she didn't think she would ever be able to taste peach again in her life without thinking about him, but she didn't care.

His hand on her made her groan, her skin warm to the touch, able to hear her heart pounding in her ears insistently in a primal rhythm. Ulrich kissed unlike any other man she'd ever encountered, she didn't know why, sure his technique was good but it wasn't that. It was something else, something she couldn't put her finger on no matter how she tried to figure it out. But Varena didn't have the patience to dwell on it for long, far too busy actually enjoying his kiss as he groped at her flesh greedily.

She let him push her back down onto the couch, moving on top of her and allowing Varena a moment to catch her breath a bit. She couldn't have described how relieved she felt when he told her he'd be coy no more even if she wanted to, but she didn't, she would much rather show him. The look he gave her made a shiver run down her spine in a delicious way, and her arms came up to wrap tightly around him as Ulrich caught her in another kiss, this one rough and almost violent. Her hands gripped him tightly, one in his hair and the other gathering his shirt in her fist, her breathing harsh. She groaned into his mouth when he ground himself against her, her hips pressing back into him, loving how hard he was already, her own sex hot and wet with need. Her hands let him go to start pulling his shirt up, determined to get him undressed as soon as she could.

Surely she was a succubus... Each time Ulrich got a taste of her saliva he found himself craving more. Heavens forbid if he got to taste the sweet juices between her legs... He have to lock her up somewhere at that point. Beyond enchanted, beyond addicted, Ulrich was experiencing a euphoric high that was coming dangerously close to orgasming itself. It wouldn't be so bad to indulge would it? To start to pry away at whatever was keeping Varena's succubi side at bay. It wasn't like she could take his soul through the act, probably not.

Feeling how Varena pulled at his shirt brought Ulrich back to the moment, lips still locked with her own as their hips seemed lost, grinding and thrusting against one another but being blocked by such troublesome things as cloths. She was definitely on the right track, he helping to shrug his shirt off to reveal his pale and perfect skin. Not a scar, not a scratch. Much like many a noble, but also muscle. Not a warriors build but definitely one of standard training. Varena wouldn't be immune to the declothing process mind you, Ulrich going instead for her pants though.

He practically yanked them off of her, the mood that was set a very primal and rather intense setting. Varena had a look in her eyes of impatience and need, and Ulrich very much wanted to fulfill it. Even to a point that he wasn't quite comfortable with. In the end his usual partner was prey or cattle in some way. But Varena? Maybe she was blossoming faster then Ulrich was planning, the way her eyes looked into his whenever they parted for breath... Like she somehow had a way to manipulate him with just a glance. But wasn't true with any pretty lady?

With Varena's pants off, and hell her underwear pulled off in the same motion, Ulrich was more then ready to fuck her. Varena had taken the time to unbuckle his belt, and loosen his pants. He speeding up the action by pushing his pants down, his thumb catching his underwear so his cock would fling up to full attention once he got his pants down. Moving from leg to leg to get the pants off and onto the floor.

Ulrich was in almost dire need for Varena, much like she didn't about anything other then having sex with Ulrich, Ulrich was determined to fuck Varena. And not in the usual love making sort of way, but to actually fuck her. She was already wet for him, and the man wasted no time in grabbing his cock. Bringing it down to press the head of his member to her cunt. They continued kissing, no words needed to be exchanged, just action. And so he would thrust forwards. Pushing the length of his cock into Varena's oh so willing pussy.

The man groaning into their continued kiss as he sheathed himself inside of her, the pleasure her pussy enveloped him with was more then he had even fantasized. Quickly he pulled back, only to thrust fully into her again, their skin slapping against each other for only the fire to be witness of. Ulrich's hands were on Varena's head, holding her face in place for him to devour with his kisses. And his thrusts only growing in need with each passing moment.

If their clothes weren't in the way, they would be fucking already, she knew this by how their hips were grinding and thrusting against one another, desperate for some sort of contact and friction to relieve the immense pressure of arousal in their loins. Things had gone from tense to explosive in the span of a few moments, Varena finding herself pinned under him on the couch and their mouths meshed together in a desperate kiss. They just needed their clothes out of the way and they'd be in true bliss, so she pulled his shirt off so her hands could run over his exposed torso hungrily, devouring the feel of his muscles shifting under his skin.

Her getting Ulrich's shirt off triggered a sort of frenzy from him, the man getting her pants undone and yanking them off with her underwear then getting his own off as well, and that was good enough for him. It was good enough for her too, her need too intense to have any sort of reservations about any of this. Every aspect of the Huntress expressed her hunger, her blue eyes burning and her pussy already dripping wet by the time he was pressing the head of his cock against her. Not a single touch beyond kissing and she was ready and waiting for him, but the same went for him as their lust worked into the same frequency.

Even just the feeling of his swollen crown against her flushed and sensitive sex made Varena gasp and shiver against his body, her tongue thrusting into his mouth in a desperate mimicry of what she wanted done to her. She got her wish soon enough, his rock hard length plunging into her unceremoniously. She didn't care though, it felt so good to finally have him inside her, making her give a high, sweet moan into his mouth. Her hands clutched at Ulrich desperately, the fingers of one digging into his flesh the other gripping his dark hair tightly.

Her hips rolled up to meet his as he hilted himself in her, then pulled back, driving forward again in a hard thrust, every thrust that followed only growing harder and faster. Varena returned his kiss desperately, trying to breath despite it as her hips snapped to meet his with a sharp slap of flesh as he fucked her, but she tore her mouth away from Ulrich eventually, gasping for breath as her body writhed under him. “Fuck!” she snarled, her head tilting back as she just tried to breath. She was pretty sure sex had never felt this good before, her cunt flushed and sensitive after nearly twenty four hours of being in a constant state of arousal. And it had been so long since she'd really let herself loose like this, drowning in a drug-like euphoria that left no room for logical thought, just base instincts and primal needs. She could only react and moan, practically crying out every time he filled her, every movement and sound she made encouraging him, demanding more of him.

Fuck indeed. Ulrich found himself burying his face into her neck once Varena's screams and moans for more became the favorable choice to kissing. Hearing her wail in ecstasy was precious fuel to this fire the two had going on. His thrusts coming at full force each and every time just to make her cry out more. He found himself biting her neck, a sexual release of the moment that if he hadn't caught himself in mid act would have been a rather demonic and sexual bite to pierce the skin. However he kept his fangs at bay, leaving marks none the less but not breaking the skin.

Ulrich would press his hips firmly against Varena before stopping. Keeping his cock submerged within her tight embrace. He loved how in the sudden lose of movement Varena would buck, would try to continue the motions to keep that oh so sweet friction going. Ulrich wouldn't play cruel though, quick to pull back to where just the tip of his penis was inside of her before crashing back into the woman, practically impaling her upon his cock with every thrust. The woman showed no fear, only desire. Her body pressing back with each thrust before moving towards him to recoil.

The man found his hands coming up and behind Varena's neck, holding her there as he leaned forwards. Just so his forehead would press against her own. His gaze piercing and filled with lust. Their eyes so close, so fixated on the other while their hips continued their carnal dance. “That's it, let it out! Let it out! I want to hear you moan!” Ulrich practically shouted, which was only matched with the intensity of their fucking.

Varena wouldn't be able to describe how satisfying to have her demands met even if she had the faculty of mind to think about it. She couldn't though, she couldn't think, everything was reduced to impulses and reactions, sensory input. She felt hot, like she was on fire, her skin flushed with blood to the point that every touch seemed one hundred times as more pronounced than usual, she thought she could even feel the individual threads of the fabric of the couch under her. So Ulrich's mouth on her throat made her moan loudly, his lips were soft but his teeth were sharp, making her cry out as he pressed them into her tender flesh.

When Ulrich suddenly stopped, her head snapped back down to stare at him, her blue eyes a bit wide and almost angry, like the look one might get trying to take a shank of meat away from a predator. Because that's what they both were, predators. She wasn't his prey, she wasn't cattle, they were two hunters clashing violently, but in a far more carnal manner than simple fighting. Varena though seemed determined to have what she wanted even if he wouldn't give it to her, her hands grabbing his hips in her always surprisingly strong grip, her hips bucking against his and pulling at him desperately. The woman even let out a growl, a warning, she wasn't in the mood for playing.

So Varena let out a sharp scream when he pulled almost completely out of her and pushed back in in a savage thrust, her back arching into an almost unnatural curve. Her hands gripped him tightly as he resumed fucking her, feeling his hands pull her head to him until their foreheads were pressed tightly together. She looked at Ulrich, her eyes almost unrecognizable as belonging to Varena at this point, hungry and carnal. His demand was met with a primal, growling moan, her fingers digging into the flesh of his lower back harshly, followed by a keening cry from her throat. “Ahhh! Ulrich!” a sense of burning intensity flooding her body, building each time his cock filled her, “Cum in me!” she snarled, that pull she had over him demanding compliance.

In the heat of the moment Varena probably wouldn't be able to see how Ulrich could resist her. Well not sexually or anything, but when she tried to force him to fuck her he was able to keep at his own pace. A little moment of dominance that might of tipped Varena off that he was more then human, or at least had something going on to match her unusual strength. But the man kept things moving and Varena seemed more then happy that he continued.

He loved how she cried out, how she demanded how she wanted to be pleasured. The way she moaned his name and gripped his flesh might of actually hurt a normal person. His hips crashing into her giving her a fucking unlike any she might of experienced before. Nothing supernatural but still, he wasn't holding back like he had with normal women. Varena was definitely more then some normal woman.

However when she gave him that gaze. One with eyes that were new to her, one that demanded him to cum inside of her.... Ulrich somehow found himself doing just that. They had a good run of mindless fucking mind you, but even to cum now Ulrich would consider himself being a quick shot. Never had he succumbed in such a way.... Never had he been brought to some sort of premature ejaculation in the middle of sex. He was speechless, looking down in disbelief as his cock throbbed, sending waves of his spunk into her awaiting cavity.

Fortunately for Ulrich, he had quite the sexual appetite. And even before becoming a vampire the man had quite the stamina to go with such enjoyments. So once he had filled her with his seed his cock was still very much hard. Hell he hadn't really stopped moving. Quick short thrusts sure with each spasm of his cock... But now that he wasn't cumming he would start to thrust again. Pushing their combination of sexual juices out from between their sexes as he was fully intent on continuing. She wasn't a full succubus after all.. He could beat her at this he was certain... He had to for some reason that he couldn't think of at the moment.

Varena was aware that she had met her match, but more on a sexual level than anything else, she was still blissfully unaware of his true nature. And a good thing, even with him fucking her brains out, she'd be compelled to try and kill him if she knew, afterward though of course. She knew that Ulrich fucked unlike any other man she'd ever been with, and in the back of her mind she wondered if he would be the standard she'd compare every other man to for the rest of her life. The thought of continuing to see him still seemed like an impracticality, but right now, about the only thing she was really concerned with was fucking him raw.

Ulrich was right on both accounts of his opinion of her though, she was no normal woman, but she was indeed not a full succubus. Which was good for him really, Varena's ancestor had lived by preying on others through sex. Coming to them at night, or finding them in the guise of a mortal, seducing them, and over multiple encounters draining them of their very life force. This was done best, of course, through making their partners orgasm, that peak of energy that powered the demon like the sun to a deadly flower. Varena didn't have the soul stealing, deadly abilities of whoever it was in her lineage that had been a succubus or incubus, but she did draw have some of their traits.

So as he came in her, bidden by that supernatural pull, Varena drew strength from him, it was an offering in a way. Perhaps more of a hint to her than his own inhuman strength was how he kept going even after his hips bucked into hers as he came, pumping string after string of his seed into her demanding body. It didn't fully register or sink in then though, instead she cried out, her body writhing as it answered his orgasm with one of it's own, her pussy clenching down on him powerfully.

Ulrich kept gong, fucking her hard and fast, the woman crying out and writhing under him, their juices trickling down her thighs to the couch. She clung to him, seeming to return to a bit of herself now that that inhuman part of her had been given what it wanted. Varena was still perfectly willing to continue though, unwilling to end their frenzied, savage union.

Ulrich found himself quite enjoying how Varena clung to him. In their fevored attempt at fucking Ulirch found his hands moving down her body to hold her in a way. Of course this only led into him pulling on her with each thrust to make that collision that much harder, but still. He held her. Though he wanted to experience more of her. Take her in as many ways as he could tonight so she truly had a comparison to any other sexual encounter she might have in the future. Though what she would be doing with other men after a night like this was beyond Ulrich.

He would thrust a few more times before the last thrust would slip out and run his cock up against the lips of her pussy and clit. Ulrich letting out a loud moan before he started to moved Varena. Quickly turning her over and positioning her just right on that arm rest. Within wasting too much time he would move up from behind her, his hips now smacking against her ass as he drove his cock back inside of her pussy. His balls even swinging up to slap against her clit as his hands grabbed hold of her hips.

“Fuck...” Ulrich groaned, the pace picking back up now that he was situated behind her. The man unable to peel his eyes away from her ass as each time he rammed into it there would be a short of wave that made her cheeks wiggle. Even though she was a huntress she still had very feminine features to herself.

Varena continued to moan and pant until him as he kept fucking her, crying out when his hands moved to hold her, pulling her into his thrusts so that their hips met in a lustful collision. Her legs wrapped around his waist firmly, digging her heels into his lower back as if trying to spur him on. Her own hands came up to grip his shoulders from behind, her skin digging into Ulrich's pale skin, her eyes shut tight as he pounded her. They opened wide though when he slipped out of her to give one last grinding thrust against the outside of her sex, the sudden friction against her clit making Varena's body seize up, gasping loudly.

Her legs released him as Ulrich started to move her, the woman very eager to try a new position with him, ending up bent over the arm of the couch on her knees. She glanced over her shoulder as he moved back up behind her and mounted her, driving his cock back into her cunt. Varena screamed softly when he did, this new angle letting him fill her so completely that the head of his cock pressed up against her cervix. In the state she was in, that pain just mixed with the pleasure, sharpening it, driving that scream out of her. Her hands gripped the arm of the couch tightly as he got back to fucking her.

Varena grit her teeth, back arching and her body convulsing as he fucked her, the angle of his cock driving her crazy, as well as the added sensation of his balls slapping against her clit every time he bottomed out in her. She pushed back into every thrust anyway, her ass and the back of her thighs starting to sting from being repeatedly hit with his hips. Her long brown hair spilled over her shoulders, her back completely bare to him, a structure of curves and muscles decorated with scars, including her most recent one.

Her pussy never seemed to stop milking his cock. In the thralls of their carnal fun the woman took every opportunity she could to try and fuck him back. Pushing back against him, squeezing when he was fully inside of her. And just the way she moaned out to fuck her only made things that much hotter. Their bodies had already started to form a sheen of sweat, which only made them glisten by the fire's light. Truly erotic fiction status if there ever was one for Varena to read about in a book.

“I can't get enough of this pussy Varena!” Ulrich called out, thrusting all the way in and keeping himself inside before rotating his hips. Causing his cock to stir around inside of her before he pulled back and thrusted once more. Pushing them right back into the thick of their fucking. “It feels so good! Too good!” Ulrich stated, he couldn't help but throw in some praises here and there. It was in his nature after all.

However before long one of his hands would come up to the back of Varena's head. Fingers running through that long brown hair of hers. She would feel him suddenly tightening his grip before pulling back on her hair, causing her head to pull back as well. Gods he loved this, completely ravaging her body. Looking down upon his plan reaping it's full rewards. If only he could bring himself to drink her blood. But that would ruin everything. His cock pressing up against her cervix with each thrust. Like a goal now that he had started to be able to do it in this new position.

Varena's hips pressed and rolled back into his every time he thrust into her, the sharp smack of flesh against flesh rhythmically accompanying their movements as well as their pants and moans. Her pussy rippled and flexed around him every time he filled her, an involuntary reaction from how he fucked her, and how his cockhead pressed right up against her cervix. It all made her body move in a sinuous wave, writhing like she was caught up in some carnal dance as he speared her on his cock over and over again. She could hardly call this romantic though, not with how savage it had become.

Ulrich's verbal praise made her moan, looking over her shoulder at him as he filled her and kept himself inside her for a moment, her teeth catching her lower lip. Her blue eyes ran over him, drinking in the sight of him naked behind her, his cock buried in her, before he was thrusting into her again, making her look back ahead. His fingers running through her hair made Varena's scalp tingle, it seemed like every inch of her was flush and sensitive, her heart pounding in her ears, but his sudden grip made her gasp, her head going back as he pulled at her hair, making her give a low, growling moan.

Varena was at his mercy as he fucked her, her hands gripping the arm of the couch and her head back as he pulled her hair tightly. “Ahhh gods!” She cried out, “Fuck me Ulrich!” her back arching, angling her hips a little differently, opening herself up for him even more, making the woman scream every time he thrust into her.

Unbeknowst to the two of them, their rather passionate and loud moans and commands seemed to carry out from the house. Ulrich's house was indeed on top of a hill but the hill was in town. The nearest house only fifteen feet or so. Needless to say any neighbors with their windows open would soon pull them shut. Heaven forbid anyone go to that creepy Ulrich character and tell him to quiet down. Even though he was quite handsome the hours he was active and the few times people saw him enter his cellar only to come out the next night. People seemed to worry.

But those people could fuck themselves, Ulrich was much to focused on Varena who was enveloping his cock with her tight and needy pussy. Which to Ulrich surprise was gripping him in ways that he had never felt before. Even in this different position it felt like the entrance of Varena's pussy clamped down as hard as possible, while her inner walls almost vibrated as they massaged his cock. And her juices made him thrust faster. Much faster then other women could allow. Just imagine what else she could do if she had more of her power unleashed.

Ulrich leaned down now that he had her head pulled back, his lips at her ear as he continued to ravage her from behind. “Is that what you want?” He asked, smirking as he continued to do just that. “I want you to cum then. Cum as hard as you can on my cock. And then when you are done I am going to turn you back over and fuck you again. Then take you to the floor and fuck you again. And we are going to make our way to the stairs where I am going to fuck you again and again till we get to my bedroom and fuck you even more.” Ulrich said in a long string of words, each time he said fuck he would thrust as hard as he possibly could. Going back to quick thrusts before saying fuck again and thrusting as hard as ever. A fun way to break the rhythm and then reset only to break it again.

Varena knew she'd never been fucked like this, she wasn't even sure how he could go this hard, this fast, but she wasn't questioning it, it felt too damn good. Forming rational thoughts at this point was just out of the question, all she could do was hold on and enjoy the ride. Ulrich was pushing her body to it's limits, but she loved it, no one had ever been able to do that, not even when she'd indulged in her wilder side when she'd been a teenager. Really, only a few of her encounters had been worth remembering, but this time, Varena didn't think she'd ever forget this. Not in a hundred years.

She glanced over her shoulder as Ulrich leaned forward, his one hand on her hip, pulling her into his thrusts, the other gripping her hair, pulling her head back as he put his mouth close to her ear. The woman listened intently, her lips parted for her to pant and moan as he continued to fuck her even as he spoke. The hard thrusts he used to punctuate the word fuck made Varena grunt softly, her head spinning with the force of his cockhead slamming against her cervix, before he resumed his frenzied rhythm, only to break it again with a hard thrust. Her chest heaved desperately, heart beating hard enough for her to hear the rush of her blood in her own ears. Ulrich had told her to cum, required it of her before he would move on, thankfully it was easy to give him what he wanted, the mixture of pleasure and pain building the pressure in her body quickly.

Varena pushed her hips back into his thrusts, her pussy rippling and flexing around his shaft each time he filled her, causing a wonderful, sharp friction each time her pulled out of her then pushed back in, only to have his stroke end with the almost overwhelming sensation of her barrier being assaulted. All of it pushed her, fast and hard, to the edge, the woman moaning loudly with an occasional cry being ripped from her throat, until she finally let out a wanton scream, her hips bucking desperately and her pussy clenching down hard on Ulrich's cock as she came.

“Ahhhh yeah!” Ulrich groaned out, his hand letting go of her hair as he leaned back, thrusting all the way inside of her before staying in place as she started to climax. His hand returning to her hips to hold her still. Loving how her body shook and her hips bucked with each wave of her orgasm. How amazing it felt to have her pussy clench down as hard as it could against his invading member. And since she hadn't looked right into his eyes and manipulated him into cumming, he was able to hold out through all of it.

Ulrich of course was a man of his word, and once he had fucked Varena in this position he would pull out. Letting an excess of sexual juices fall to the couch before he would turn Varena over again. She was a goddess among these mortals, that fire giving him a wonderful view of her sweet clad body. Glistening as if to taunt Ulrich into fucking her some more. Before Ulrich could think of the act next to go with his body would be moving.

Moving down to kiss at her breasts, to lick and suck at her nipples before moving down to her stomach. His soft lips caressing the flesh as he went lower and lower till he was at her sex. A smile on his face as he immediately kissed her clit. Bringing his tongue out to lick at the sensitive nub. Ulrich loved the forbidden, and taboo. So even though he had came inside of her early, it didn't stop him from bringing his tongue to her wet and hot gates. Didn't stop him from tasting their combined sexual juices in his quest to pleasure Varena. He made half of it after all, besides the next time they kissed would definitely carry a fun new flavor to it. The man's hands rubbing at her upper thighs, at her stomach as he started to make out with her pussy.

When he let go of her hair, Varena leaned her head against the arm of the couch, her eyes shut tight and her jaw clenched as she moaned roughly through her orgasm. His hands forced her to stay in place as Ulrich rode her hard, the sharp sound of flesh slapping against flesh adding itself to the sounds she was making. Her back arched and her body writhed, only calming when the last wave washed over her, but Varena shuddered when he pulled out of her, her pussy sensitive, making her gasp softly, and she didn't have much strength to do anything but just let him as he turned her over.

The woman just laid there for a moment, panting heavily and her skin flushed and shining with sweat, practically glowing in the light that the fire cast over them both. She looked up at Ulrich as he looked her over, before he moved down, leaning over her to lavish her breasts with some attention. She moaned softly, her hands running through his dark hair and her body squirming a little as he licked and sucked at her nipples. His lips caressing her on his way down made Varena twitch and shiver occasionally, watching him as he worked his way down her body.

She was still sensitive from her recent orgasm, so when his lips touched her clit, Varena let out a sharp gasp and her hands clutched at the couch, groaning just after as he continued on by licking at her. The woman panted and moaned as he licked at her slit and tongued her clit, her hips pressing into his mouth eagerly. “Fuck...” She groaned, her head rolling to the side and her eyes closed as he serviced her well fucked pussy, even despite having cum in her already, something most men wouldn't do and was oddly arousing to her.