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A Hunter and His Prey (Alexandria94 and Josu_T)

He felt her legs spread wider and he used that to his advantage, driving deeper up into her. The tight sensation was sending him toward his peak even faster, but he focused, wanting to hold on longer. Her own movements were making that very difficult for him, but he didn't stop her. His hands moved over her body slowly, searching for spots he could play with and make her feel even better, and possibly use to tease her in the future. He watched her reactions carefully. He wanted to learn as much as he could about her, her body, and how she reacted to him so he could use that to his advantage in the future.
 
Olivia gasped loudly when he drove into her. It felt so good and it hit her g-spot causing her to cry out and her thighs to twitch around him. She lightly broke the kiss, and with her fangs still hidden somehow she moved her way down his neck and started to nibble and suck on it. She didn't break the skin but wanted to maybe leave a hickey on him since he couldn't leave on on her. Her moaning continued to get louder and she knew she was getting close to an orgasm again. Having sex with him was amazing and felt so good. She knew that by her shortened breaths that even she couldn't understand everything Leo was making her feel.
 
He was loving everything until the moment he felt her nibbling on his neck. His body felt pleasure, but his mind knew that it was a bad thing. He slowed his movements and pushed her head away after a moment. He knew they were both close, but he didn't care. His eyes met hers and he was glaring. "Don't bite me. Ever. Even if it is a nibble. Even if it is playful. I never want to feel your teeth on me. Not only do I not want to be bitten by a vampire, drinking my blood would harm you more than it harmed me. Just don't do it." He stared at her for a few seconds, trying to make sure she understood. Then he let go of her and let her keep moving.
 
Olivia was pissed because of him. She didn't know that he wouldn't like it, and she had full control of her fangs. When she wanted them to be gone they stayed that way. She didn't like the glare on his face, and combined with the stern talk her orgasm went away and she knew she wouldn't get it back, not tonight anyway. She had heard once that if men didn't get off when they almost had then they are angry and combined with an already angry Leo she kept moving her hips, but she shut her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at him.
 
As Leovin continued to move he noticed that she wasn't enjoying it the way she had before he'd scolded her. She wasn't in pain either, but it was clear that he wasn't going to give her another orgasm. He wasn't too bothered by that though. He'd already done what he'd set out to do. He continued to thrust up into her and was glad that she kept moving. His moans still came out, but they were softer than before. He quickly pushed himself to his peak and finished inside her once more. Once he was done he let her get up, off of him. Then he looked at her, wondering if anything was going to come of her warning about needing his blood if she felt pleasure. Even though she hadn't had an orgasm the second time, she had experienced one already.
 
When he was finished Olivia was so glad, but after he pulled out there entered a pressure that wasn't there before, right between her legs. She looked up at him, she was hurt but she didn't want to let it show. Although she knew he would be able to tell, ever since they were kids, even when she was laughing about everything, he was able to tell if something was wrong. Standing up, she wobbled a little from the receding pleasure in her legs. "I'm going to shower." She told him, and without looking at him again she walked to her bag and got the underclothes she would need, but still got her t-shirt and sweatpants. As she walked out the door she was unaware that the colored bracelet Leovin had made for her when they were kids had fallen out of the bag and was glistening on the floor.
 
He simply continued to watch her as she got up and decided she was going to have a shower. It looked like nothing was going to come from her ominous statement. It was actually a little annoying since he had gone to the effort of getting a bunch of stuff so he could deal with the problem. After she left the room he slowly got up. He was about to leave when he saw something on the floor by her bag. He bent over and picked it up. At first he didn't recognise it and thought it was just some silly trinket. Then he looked closer and memories flooded back. His first thought was that she really was Olivia. Then he pushed that thought away and the other option took over. She had killed Olivia and somehow taken her identity.

He clutched the bracelet and stormed into the bathroom. He got to her and grabbed her, slamming her against the wall. His hand pressed against her throat, pinning her in place and making sure she couldn't talk. He stared into her eyes angrily. His free hand raised up and showed her the bracelet. "You killed her, didn't you? You fucking killed her! Now you're trying to pretend to be her to get me to be nice. You kept this as a token of your kill. Well listen to me. Death is too good for you. It is the easy way out. I won't let you die. Instead you are going to be mine for as long as I live. My slave. My slut. My fuck toy. Whatever I want you to be. And just before I die I will kill you. Your life will be forever tied to mine." He let go of her neck and then left the bathroom, returning to his room and tossing the bracelet onto his bed.
 
Olivia had planned to take a nice relaxing shower, but when Leovin stormed in she inwardly flinched before he slammed her against the wall. She listened to his words, and they frightened her, her pupils quickly dilating as she tried to take in a breath. It hurt that he thought she would kill someone. She watched him carefully when he let go of her, coughing as he left. Even as a vampire she needed oxygen and not having it in her system like that hurt.

When she got her bearings straight she stood straight and that was when she noticed the pain, right between her two hips bones. Looking in the mirror, she couldn't see anything and told herself she was just being paranoid. She took her shower, and when she was inside she realized what was happening to her as the water pounded on her back. She was dying from the inside out. It was something she knew was from having sex with Leo and her body wasn't used to having so much sex at one time, so it was happening quicker. She figured she had three days at the most. She would let herself die, because she didn't want to live here like this, she couldn't and seeing Leo like this, and treating her that way, only made her want to die more.
After washing everything she turned off the water and stepped out, the first thing she noticed in the mirror was the black spot between her hip bones. She thought that if she didn't let the pain show she would die and Leo would never notice until after it was over. Even though she knew that would be a difficult task. Putting on her clothes, especially the shirt so he couldn't see what she knew would spread upwards to her stomach, she stepped out into the living room.
 
Leovin eventually calmed himself down and got off his bed. He cleaned himself up and pulled on some clothes. He made sure he still had his blood ready in case she needed it. He then went into the living room where he could just relax. He didn't want to think about anything else through the rest of the day or evening. When she entered the room he glanced at her, but didn't notice anything strange. He quickly looked away, not wanting to see her any more. He wanted to try to stay calm.

He did his best to ignore her and focus on the television. He knew he needed to avoid her for a while because he knew that if he didn't he might do something he'd end up regretting. He was glad he didn't have a weapon handy in case she spoke up and said something that would anger him. If he did he wasn't sure how he might react.
 
When Olivia saw him sitting on the couch she stopped a little. All she wanted to do was go to him and tell him of their childhood and how much she missed him, but nothing could go back to the way it used to be. Not after all he had done to her. It hurt her like a knife splitting into her. After drawing in a deep breath she walked to her room and once inside she shut the door and leaned up against it, shutting her eyes.

Even from underneath her eyelids, tears came from her. After a couple of minutes of silent crying she got herself to stop and walk to her bed. She didn't want to stay like this, cooped up in her room with no interaction with anything or anyone. And what hurt even worse was that the one person she thought she would be able to trust and talk to with her situation wanted to kill her or use her for a sex toy.
She was so afraid of him that the thought of his anger made her skin prickle so she knew the sight of him would make her tremble.
 
After she went into her room he was able to relax more. He stayed in the living room for another hour before getting up and getting a drink of water. When he finished it he went to his bedroom and got ready to sleep. There was no need to stay up any longer. He still expected that if there had been a reason for her to need his blood she would have told him. He wasn't aware that she was simply giving up and planning on letting herself die.

He sipped into bed and fairly soon he had drifted off to sleep. As he slept he started to dream of Olivia. In his dreams he saw her growing up from the little girl he had known to the woman that was now in the other room. Then he saw her being turned. It was clear that his subconscious really believed that she was really Olivia and it was only his conscious mind was refusing to believe it.
 
Olivia stood from the bed and took off her pants before crawling into bed. She figured that if he walked in he wouldn't be able to see anything because it was the main part of her was turning black, and not anywhere on her legs. She laid there for a while and just stared at the ceiling. She was torn between what to do, she really didn't want to die but she couldn't stay here and watch the person she loved the most treat her like this. If she knew of a way to change back she would take it, but this seemed like her only way out. So she was going to take it instead.

She knew that the following day, because of how the black spot was progressing it would only be a light throb and it would be easy to hide, but that the day after would prove harder to overcome but she told herself that she had no other choice and she would hide it somehow. Curling around a pillow by her side, she feel asleep, it had no dreams and she slept the entire night.
 
Leovin woke the next morning early. He got out of bed and went to have a shower. He took a little time in there and did his best to keep his mind clear. Once he was done with his shower he got dressed and started to make himself breakfast. Based on the way she had acted the night before he expected that he wouldn't see much of her that day unless he asked for her. He didn't have much planned, but he knew he was going to do something with her. He needed to teach her and show her what her role was going to be from then on. But first he had some things to do and check on. He wanted to make sure they got a new place as soon as possible. Somewhere that wasn't a place where other hunters might come. Somewhere with less people around as well. He almost had it set up, but needed to finish with a few details. He planned out his day as he ate his breakfast in the kitchen.
 
When Olivia woke up she woke slowly. Her body wasn't hurting her badly but the way she had slept made her muscle tense, like it was dreading having to actually get up and face Leo at some part of the day. Lightly stretching, she moved herself over and managed to sit up and groaned when she stood. As she walked to the small mirror next to the dresser she thought about when Leo had told her they would be making a move, she didn't know when that would be and she hoped it would post-pone at least a couple of days, but knowing her luck it wouldn't. Stepping in front of the mirror she pulled her panties down slightly and pulled her shirt up. The once small spot had grown into a spot that was about seven inches in diameter, going up more toward her stomach. She knew by that time on the following day it would reach from one side to the other and almost be underneath her breasts. Touching it she found it wasn't horribly tender to the touch and could hide the pain if it was accidentally touched somehow.
Placing her clothing back in the right spot, she moved back to the bed and sat down. Looking at the clock she noticed it was almost twelve thirty and she wondered why Leovin let her sleep for so long.
 
After Leovin was done with his breakfast he started to go through his day. This time, rather than leaving the apartment, he dealt with his business by making phone calls from his bedroom. He spent a couple of hours talking on the phone. By the time he was done he had finished making the deal with the house and he would be able to move in there within the next two days. He was glad to have that done and hoped that everything would go smoothly as he tried to move his captive to a new location. With that done he went on to dealing with other business. He got a call telling him that his next assignment would be ready for him when he was ready to take it. The one they were giving him wasn't urgent, so he could take his time. Of course if it became urgent and he still wasn't taking it, someone else would.

When he was done with his business he decided it was time to get his lunch. He left his bedroom and went to the other room to check on the vampire. He saw her in there awake and he cleared his throat to get her attention. "Come with me, I am going to set some ground rules for this relationship, if you can really call it that. But I'm hungry, so I'm going to be making my lunch while I explain the rules. You need to listen carefully, because if you break these rules even a little there will be punishments. Now come, hurry up." He turned and simply expected her to follow as he went into the kitchen and started to prepare his meal.
 
While Olivia was sitting up in the bed she started to think about when she was little and her and Leo were still close. She remembered when she was bullied and he quickly jumped in to stop them. That was one of her most fond memories, since she was so small then and easily taken advantage of, Leovin was the exact opposite. The only thing that broke her from her trance of thinking was when he entered the room and cleared his throat which had startled her and she jumped.

After he had left she realized she didn't want to go in through there. Even though she was in a closed off space in her bedroom, one which she knew he could easily barge into, she felt a lot safer than she would in the open.
Taking a deep breath she got out of the bed and pulled her pants on, being careful of the internal dying that she knew was growing, because now she could feel it slowly spreading. Walking into the kitchen silently, she looked at Leo, from that view she could almost see the boy she loved, and the man that she knew she also cared deeply for. Shaking her head because she knew the nice image was gone from him she sat down in the kitchen chair, trying not to put her eyes on him, because if she did she would start to tremble from her fear of him.
 
When he heard her enter the room he glanced over at her for a second, then returned his attention to his food. He simply started to talk, speaking in a stern tone and expecting her to listen and remember all that he was about to tell her. "The first rule and the most important rule is this. You will obey me at all times. If I tell you to do something, you do it. No questions. No hesitation. Doesn't matter what it is and how much you might not want to do it. You do it anyway. If you break this rule there will be very severe punishments until you get it through your head that you need to obey." He paused to let that sink in.

After a few seconds he continued. "Second, from now on I will call you one of three names. You will respond to all three of them as if they were your real name, because now they are. Those names are 'slut, slave, and pet'. You will not respond to any other names and you will not try to convince me to use any other name. Third, you will wear the clothes that I decide I want you wearing. Once we move to our new home I will be getting you a wardrobe and I will be deciding on your outfits. You will also keep yourself groomed perfectly. Fourth, I will be getting you a tracking device. You are going to wear it at all times so I will know where you are. I will be letting you out of the house on occasion once we move and there will be times when I am out working for many days at a time. I will set guidelines for where you can be and what you can do and I will know if you break them. If you try to run, I will find you. Finally, you are not allowed any sexual stimulation without my permission. No touching yourself or anything like that. If I learn that you are breaking this rule there will be some of the worst punishments. I also don't want you climaxing without my permission, even when we are having sex. You must hold it in until I say you may cum. This is a standing rule and I expect you to follow it at all times. Do you understand these rules Slave?"
 
Olivia wanted to listen to these rules and to try and make him at least accept her, but as she had thought of before he only wanted her for the sex and that hurt her more than anything else. As he continued to talk she stared at the wall opposite her, not looking at him still, knowing that now she definitely couldn't. She felt her face flush when he said the part about having no sexual stimulation on her own and she had to ask him to cum. No only was it humiliating to her, but she felt her hands start to shake. He was so close to her and she hoped that he wouldn't want to have sex with her until it was too late and she wouldn't be able. She hoped he would let her die once he found out. She felt like she could actually feel her heart breaking. Everything within her was breaking as he finished his speech.
"I understand." She told him in a voice that was mono-tone and held no emotion. She also didn't know if she was telling him that she understood everything he had told her or if she told herself that she understood that this killing herself would be the only way out.
 
As she said she understood he smiled and nodded. "Very good Pet. I hope that you will do a good job for me in everything that I ask you to do. It won't be all sexual. As I learn to trust you I'll have you doing all manner of things for me. But you will need to earn my trust first. That will take time and effort from you. But if you behave yourself it might happen quicker than you think." He picked up his plate with his prepared lunch and he went to sit at the table. He relaxed and took a bite. Then he looked at her. "Your first test, slut, is this. I want you to suck my cock while I eat my lunch. Use your hand, use your lips, whatever you feel you need. But no teeth. Not even the hint of teeth."
 
When he looked at her she almost gawked at him, but she bit her lip to keep from doing it. Inside she knew she should want to strike out and do something, but she just couldn't. She didn't even look at him when he told her of her test or when he used the names, which she thought she might hate the most out of all of them. Almost on autopilot she got up out of her seat and slowly lowered herself in front of him. She could clearly see that he was semi-hard already and she knew that would make things easier on her part as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, to pull out his cock. Placing one hand at the base of his cock she moved her head over his tip, letting her tongue easily slide around it and underneath the sensitive spot where the curve ended. Slowly she began to suck him in inch by inch. She thought that if she was compliant he wouldn't think anything was wrong and wouldn't analyze her.
 
He smiled at her again as she moved to her knees in front of him. He shifted in his seat to help her free his cock, but once that was done he turned to his plate and started to eat. He hardened for her as she held him and started to suck him, but he wasn't really paying attention. He didn't even look down at her as she took more of him in. It was if he didn't care about what she was doing to him. He held back a soft moan as he took another bite of his food. She was definitely making him feel good, but he wasn't ready to let her know that. He needed to keep as much power in their relationship as he could.
 
As sick as it sounded in her head, Olivia wanted Leovin to have as good of memories as possible of her before she was gone completely. It was as if her emotion had already left her. With her hand wrapped tighter, following the motion of her head which she moved to the base of his large cock, deep throating him. She was glad that she didn't have a gag reflex as her head bobbed up and down, each time taking him in the full length. Her other hand slid up his leg to rest on his thigh. Through his jeans she could feel his pulse and was happy to find that it had accelerated.
 
As she worked harder he felt better and better and it was much harder for him to hold in the sounds of his pleasure. He tried to mask them with his food and drink, moaning softly as he took a bite of food and hoping that the food would muffle the sound. As he was getting close to finishing his lunch he looked down at her and finally smiled. She was doing a very good job and he was pleased with her skills. He was sure she would only get better with time as well. That was something that really excited him. When he finished his last bite of food he let out a vocal moan, letting her know that she was making him feel good. He then leaned back and gave her even better access to his cock.
 
Olivia thought that if she managed to draw out a sound from him it would make sucking his cock more pleasurable for her, but it turns out she was wrong. The sound made her close her eyes because she was sure if she kept them open she would see what she didn't want to give up and would cry. In the back of her mind she tried to tell herself that it was someone else, but by that time she knew his scent too well and gave up. Her only focus was to try and get him off so he he wouldn't want sex. She moved her hand that was on his thigh and let it cup his balls. She began to roll his balls in her fingers, almost massaging them as her tongue began to go faster and swirled around his cock as her head bobbed up and down more.
 
He started to moan a little more, feeling himself get closer to his peak. There were a few things he felt he would need to teach her to make her better, but not much at all. She was really good at what she was doing and he was loving every moment. After a little while he reached down and started to run his fingers through her hair. He wasn't going to last much longer and his hips pressed up toward her. As he got lost in the pleasure he failed to notice her expression or the lack of emotion in what she was doing. He still wasn't aware that she was hiding anything from him. He was focused on his own pleasure at that moment and within a couple of minute he was at his limit. He moaned loudly and then came, shooting his load into her mouth without any verbal warning.
 
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