Kapitel 15: Chapter 15- Teacher’s Pet R-17*
POV- Dominic
My eyes open to the mirrored ceiling while my body remains encompassed by two balls of heat, seemingly melted against my bare flesh. Waking up to not one, but two beautiful women was proof God existed, though the devilish temptation to wake them up for some early morning sins was running through both my heads.
With Hope at my back and Penelope curled up against my chest, I now had to wait for them to wake, choosing to plant a light, feathery kiss against Penelope's neck, activating my 'sleep control,' as Emma had dubbed it, having lacked a fancier description. In only a second, her eyes flutter open, finding herself dressed in only the knickers that she had cleaned and dried after stripping off her jeans as she came under the covers and the crop top she'd worn yesterday.
"Good morning, gorgeous," I say quietly, planting another kiss into her neck. Penelope looked startled for a moment before realisation set in.
"I take it your girlfriend is still asleep?" she asked, her hand sliding up over my chest and abs. "I'm surprised she was so accepting of yesterday. Perhaps you can convince her to let me have some more fun with you lovebirds." I catch the hesitation in her voice. The question she left unasked. 'What are we?'
"Well, I was certainly hoping for more fun with both of my girls together. Unless you're not interested in this being a long-term thing?"
Pen being Pen, wasn't one to outright confirm or deny much of anything, instead purring as she whispered, "Perhaps I could be…persuaded." My hand, which had been wrapped around her, slid to her ass, mauling the toned flesh.
"Uh Uh. Will you go out with me? Yes, or no?" My kisses left her mouth dry as they tasted her neck and cheeks. "Do you want to have a relationship with me and any woman I bring into the relationship?" My whispers were almost temptations as I crafted the image of a large house filled with beautiful women and myself. Describing the fun to be had between all of us as she is dominated by Hope and me, and submitted to by girls like Josie.
Her breaths became more rapid along with her heart as she let out a groan, "Yes. Yes, I'll go out with you. Make me yours." At her final words, a flash of purple illuminated my eyes, and another ability tunnelled into my brain. 'Devil's branding. Allows for communication, protection, and is …addictive. Of course, it is. So now, not only are my bodily fluids an aphrodisiac, but with the branding, my girls will become unable to live without me.'
Flipping Pen on her back, I climbed on top of her, not even waiting to slide off her underwear as I pressed my tail against her pelvis, sending a dark purple ink-like substance to seep from the tail and into her body, transforming into a tattoo of sorts. Looking at the grey love heart affixed with horns and a devil's tail, there was little room for assumptions. She was marked with the love of a demon. Ignoring the 2-3 inch branding that sat on her pelvis, directly under her trimmed triangle, I gave her another kiss, shifting over to the awake Hope.
"Honey, she's already said yes, you can get up now."
She lets out a quiet groan, yawning as she explains, "I wasn't sure if you were going to take her right there next to me and didn't want to ruin the moment. What was that thing you just did?"
"Dominium branding. It essentially acts as a magical marker that shows you're mine. It allows for communication, tracking and some other stuff too though."
"And you hadn't given it to me, yet?" She looked halfway between inquisitive and murderous, so I gave her a quick kiss.
"I only awoke it when she said the specific phrase, like how I did the hellfire." Moving closer still to whisper I explain the addictive property of the mark.
"As if I was ever going to let you run away from me after everything you've done. Mark me, Dom. She clung to me for another kiss, more passionate than before but still not lustful, and a nearly identical mark showed on her own bare pelvis. The only variation, is the colour, as Hope's has a purple tinge to it that shimmers and swirls, while Penelope's looked dead still. 'Probably because I haven't fucked her yet, and thus cant trigger the mark. Good to know.' "And speaking of showing who's yours, I think Penelope should keep the collar. Though maybe change it to look more designer and less sex slave/ fuck puppy." Looking over at my collared girlfriend, I couldn't help but smile. The same girl known for causing mayhem and chaos was a docile submissive for the both of us…and I loved it.
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"How was gym?" I heard Pen ask as I stepped into the dining hall.
"Filled with a bunch of wolves and vamps and none of my favourite people." Thinking on it, I realised all of my girls were witches, or at least were part witch. 'They used to say witches had a thing for sleeping with devils, but it seems the church may have actually gotten something right.' The two of us join Hope and the twins, who are both exceedingly quiet at the table, shifting their food around on the plate without really eating anything. "Ladies," I greet, slumping onto the bench, noticing the looks Lizzie was giving me.
Hope stabs a French fry with her fork, "she told her." That simple explanation seemed to stir Penelope's sadistic streak, as she leant into my chest and ran her hand up my thigh, clearly visible to the twins who looked affronted by the sight of their nemesis laying her hands on their devilish crush.
"So little Lizzie knows about our relationship," she jabbed, her words honestly hilarious as she had only been part of the relationship for approximately four hours. "Josie's been fretting for days, not sure if she could handle a relationship with other women."
Her words may have been directed at the twins, but the five of us were still currently sitting in a public space, almost ensuring the information would spread throughout the Salvatore school in no time. 'I wonder what Alaric's gonna think.'
"Last night I had some fun with Hope even," she continued. "And I know you've been eaten out by him, but he is a monster." Josie's face turned absolutely crimson in embarrassment, no doubt thinking over my figure and the scenes from yesterday afternoon, though Lizzie also had a tinge of pink to her pale skin, as if she were imagining something similar.
Footsteps sounded from behind me and I turned to meet Dorian, only for him to urgently blurt out his words. "Landon and Raf left the school last night. We found a note and a student said they heard Landon arguing with Rafael and calling himself an outsider here. If he was feeling unwanted, where would he go?"
Looking at him, I couldn't help but groan. "He's got nothing. The only property that's actually his, is a photo of him and his mom, but he doesn't even know where she is."
"You don't seem worried?"
"Landon is a great many things, and a whiny runaway is one of his most dominant traits of self. And to be honest, he bugged the crap out of me. He was someone I lived with for almost half a year, and yet his only positive," I said, placing finger quotes on the term positive, "quality is the loyalty that is actually just dependence turned obsession." Darius seemed a little shocked by my words but didn't question them, believing me to have a far better understanding of the whiny runaway.
"Well, we will send some people to find them," he added, turning before he stopped in place. The teacher looked back at me and said in almost a whisper, "I was told by a dryad that if you, an incubus, dated only one girl, you would eventually drain the life from them. So consider that."
Penelope answered for me, licking the side of my cheek. "He's got that sorted sir."
Hope was immediately interested by the information the dryad possessed though and asked if she'd said anything else about my race. "She said to "beware black fire, for nothing can survive an archdemon's flame," which implies you might be one of these archdemons."
"Like a devilish archangel. Wouldn't that make him really strong though?" Josie asked.
Hearing her question, I scoffed. "Hellfire, strength, speed, stamina, healing, immortality, dream and emotional manipulation aren't good enough?" I let out a sigh, not at all worried about explaining my powers to Dorian, who was a genuinely decent guy. "I've been getting stronger over time as I- how do I put this? Absorb lifeforce?"
Dorian asked, "How much stronger?"
"A noticeable difference." 'Though I think a surge happened after I had that sex dream about Liz too, so I can't be certain…I'm a fucking moron.' Turning to Liz, I asked as quietly as possible, "Did you have a sex dream about me the night of the gargoyle attack?" She didn't answer verbally, but her flushed cheeks and slight nod gave me the answer. "Yeah, so it happens every time I drain life force, including in the dreamscape."
Lizzie, who had been panicking and confused as to how I knew about her sex dream, was now energised by the prompting words. "So that was real? We slept together?"
"I thought it was just a sex dream, but it seems I slipped into your dreams and we did the deed."
Penelope had a frown, while Josie was just a little shocked. "So, Penelope's the only one to not have received more than a kiss from you? She asked, her smile brightening a little.
Dorian, who'd been standing there listening for more vital information, cringed as if he'd heard too much and turned to leave, making his way out the doors.
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*Knock Knock*
A brunette stuck her head in the bedroom door without waiting for a reply, finding me sat on the bed reading a text on iconography.
"Domin- Dom, I need to ask you something." Seeing my nod, she pushed forward. "Why did you kiss me?"
Placing the book beside the bed, I stood up, making my way over to the beautiful witch. "Because Emma. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want you too. Considerate, sweet, intelligent, sexy and magical. You've got a seductive body and an enchanting voice. My hand had moved to her shoulder as I spoke, our closeness forcing her to look up into my eyes as I looked into hers.
"But I'm much older. And a teacher."
"So, vampires are the only ones with a cougar pass? And to be honest, I'm just as appreciative of a delicious mature woman as I am of the younger girls I have around me." My hand had moved down to her hips as I closed in, my chest now pressed into hers. "What's the real reason you came here?"
"I need to know the reason. I need to understand if you are being driven to select new partners because of your race or if you are genuinely interested in pursuing all of us."
"One, why can't it be both? I was never interested in long-term relationships or kids, but I have been since I shifted. But that doesn't mean I'm not genuinely interested in any of you. And second, I said the real reason." Leaning over so my head was beside hers I whispered in her ears tauntingly, "You came in here for one reason. The last time we were alone, I kissed you, yet here you are barging into my own private room. You want a repeat." Emma shivered and her hot breath kissed my skin. The cherry red waves oozed from her, just as the colours of guilt and fear did.
R-17 Ahead*
"I-I." Running my hands further down to her ass as I pull her hips to mine, the height difference pressing my hard dick up against her stomach and between her tits through the thin shorts I wore, which in no way concealed my desire for her.
"Spit it out, Emma. What did you come here for?" She took a quick moment to breathe and focus, though the deep breaths only pushed my dick tighter against her, something she did not fail to notice. "I'm not going to move until you say it."
"I-I wanted you to… I want that feeling again. I wanted to kiss you." My smirk turned into a gentle smile as I took in her words. 'Aphrodisiac saliva plus supernatural pheromones really affected the older beauty huh?' Bringing my lips to hers, I deliver a short and soft kiss, more a peck than anything, but it was enough to remove some of the fear that was holding her back, and she leaned in, pushing to deepen the kiss. Taking her lip between mine, our kiss develops, and as her hands hook around my neck, I trace my tongue against her teeth. Slipping inside as she invited me into her mouth, I explored her tongue and her the nerve centres underneath it, wrapping and coiling around hers as my hands kneaded and groped hungrily, pulling apart her cheeks as we kissed. Listening to her moans got me more aroused than I expected due to her beautiful voice and so I moved to her neck as I undid her shirt buttons smoothly, lacing her skin with soft kisses. As her hands slid to my back, her nails dug into my skin, not enough to mar it, but enough for me to feel the sensations, enticing me to be more aggressive with the experienced woman.
"Aaahhh," she cried out as I bit down on her neck, licking the bitten spot to tantalise the now-sensitive nerves under the skin. Switching to my lick and bite combo, her moans became one single, continuous growl as she hugged me in as tight as she could to herself, until with a loud grown, her legs buckled, forcing me to catch her as a wet patch shone through her pencil skirt.
My excitement only grew at her predicament though, "You're a squirter? Emma honey, there's no way I'm letting you go now." Engaging in another warm and passionate kiss, she regains some strength, moving her hands to undo my pants as I take off her blouse and bra. Cupping her fist-sized boobs in my hand, my fingers catching and tweaking her soft brown nipples between them, her cries start up again, demonstrating how sensitive her breasts are to being played with. "You're going to have the most issues with sensitivity once I pump a kid into you," I said quietly, taking a nipple into my mouth as my tongue flicked over it and swirled over the large areola. As I suck on her tit, I capture the other in my hand, being more careful than I would normally so as not to hurt her. Caresses and gentle squeezing on her diamond-hard nips gets her shrieking above me and I can feel her need grow. Switching and unzipping the drenched skirt, it drops to the floor, and as I pick her up by the waist, and her legs wrap around me, it remains there by the door.
The sensuous woman wrapped around my waist had her arms entangled in my hair, pulling me in deeper against her breasts as my hands held her ass, resuming the groping of the perky behind. A crisp slap sounded in the room as I spanked her ass, making her gush over my stomach and cock in her juices, my jocks, the only clothing still on me at this point after Emma's frantic attempts to strip me were equally drenched, clinging to my form as her ejaculate seeped into the fabric. As the horns and tail form through the skin, having been hidden to stop Hope from playing with the tail in class, the English witch shifts handles, holding firmly onto the purple horns and pulling my face up for a kiss. My tail, more dextrous than most people's hands, rids us both of our remaining clothes, and a small burst of fear seeps from her again.
"What are you afraid of? That we will get caught? You could use the excuse of me being dangerous as an excuse if you prefer." A small decrease in fear, but there was something else. Something I realised as her eyes flickered to the bathroom door, where Hope's bathrobe hung in open view. "Or is it that you somehow think your beautiful body is in some way less enticing than theirs?" Placing another kiss on her lips as I hugged her tight to me, I comfort the older woman that was no less sexy than the students of the school. "Can you trust me?" I ask, and as she nods, I place her down on the bed with her legs spread wide in an M-shape. "You're stunning Emma, and I'm going to make sure you know it."
Her breath hitched as she watched my head disappear between her legs, my hands tracing her calves and thighs while my tongue licked and kissed my way up both of her thighs and to her mound. With a kiss to her pussy as I met her eyes, my tongue slid along her lips, from bottom to top, flicking at the end as the tip caught the clit hidden by skin, her body trembled with a squeak. "Not very experienced are you Emma?" I ask, piercing my long tongue into her box and lick up the remains of her squirt, flicking at the rough patch on the side as I work my way through. Having again seized my horns to press me against her pussy, I dedicate my time to her clit, sucking, licking and flicking the erect bud as my long, thin fingers rub and poke the rough cluster of nerves, sending Emma into fits of pleasure and causing her words to merge together. Another moment passes and I have to hold my breath as water sprays from the muff like a fountain, coating my face and upper chest in her honey-sweet nectar.
Crawling up to kiss Emma again, and thus sharing her cum with her, my dick rubs against her slit, sending another shockwave through her body that was already under the effects of her last orgasm. "Mrmmm, that feels…incredible."
Looking her dead in the eye, I offer her a choice, "You came here for a kiss, but if you leave now, you still won't have actually done anything to me more sexual than kissing. If you don't stop me, I'm going to make love to you…and then ruin your body for anyone else. And once I leave you a leaking mess, I'm going to brand you as mine."
'While this slowed the progression and makes the session less smooth, I need her to want this. To want me. And if she agreed to be mine, there was no damn way in hell I was letting her go.'
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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