Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Chapter 402 402: Immortality isn’t worth it to lose this {R-18}

Itʼs funny how something can make one feel weak all over and somehow still circle back to being empowering. Well, at least Caius thought it was funny when Arlette was sucking out his fourth consecutive seed release and he suddenly found the strength and the desire to grab her by the hair and pull her down so that more than half of his cock was lodged deep in her throat.

Arlette choked on it, her eyes watered but Caius could see her smiling around his girth as best as she could with the little bit of space the sizable organ left her with after stuffing her mouth full.

Caius also rose from the bed and got into a more seated position, his face turned toward the ceiling as he let out his loudest and deepest groan ever.

When he was done, Arlette pulled up but kept her hand on the rod, stroking it slowly and smiling mischievously like she was still far from satisfied.

”God…” Caius said. His chest rose and fell and he was so short of breath that that single word was all he could manage.

Arlette cast her eyes to the rod and then to his face. She did this a few more times as though she were teasing him about what was coming next.

Eventually, though, she straddled him. She stopped stroking the rod but kept two fingers on it to hold it up and in place to line it up with her pussy.

The truth was, Arlette had become very inspired by how many times she had gotten Caius to cum down her throat. She had also learned that she could never have enough. Alas, it had become incredibly difficult—nay, impossible—to ignore the needs of her nethers anymore.

She stroked Caiusʼs dickhead across her pussy lips but wasted no time descending to begin to take it in inch by inch. Her muscles clamped down and made the descent a bit more difficult. And without control of her inner muscles, Atlette simply put more force into descending to keep stuffing herself with the large rod.

She opened her mouth and let out a gasp at the intense sensations of the veiny surface of Caiusʼs cock rubbing against the ribbed walls of her velvety insides and could also feel herself trembling. The tremors were intense and confirmed what Arlette had assumed earlier;

Letting her angst build up made this feel even better.

In fact, it felt mind-blowing.

So mind-blowing that she placed her hands on Caiusʼs shoulders and threw her head back while letting out sensual moans and gyrating her hips, not because it helped her to work more inches into her pussy (even though it did) but because it caused the rod to do some wonderful things to her sensitive insides.

Caius was lost in a world of pleasure himself. He had one hand held back and placed against the bed and placed his other hand on her hip while he cast his eyes down at Arletteʼs trembling tits. It didnʼt take long for him to surge forward and grab one of those succulent nipples up into his mouth to suckle on.

As he gobbled up Arletteʼs breast, tasting her salty perspiration. Caius could feel his blood rush even harder into his lower half, causing his already hard and imposing cock to swell and making it all the harder for Arlette to keep forcing it into her tight snatch.

Big Arlette didnʼt mind. If anything, she enjoyed it. The sounds she let out were encouraging Caius to keep increasing in size. It seemed ridiculous and yet, his cock did swell even more.

After gobbling more than half of one boob into his mouth, Caius moved to the other and did the same. He utilized his teeth just as he knew Arlette would like to feel it and he used his tongue to lap at her sensitive nipples, causing her juices to flow even more.

His nose sniffed while he was in the middle of doing all this as he perceived a scent coming off Arletteʼs blood. A familiar scent— The scent of arousal.

Now, of course, this scent had been present on Arlette for almost the entire time they had been together today. The only thing that made this particular notice by Caius more notable was that he could smell the spike in Arletteʼs arousal. And he knew what it heralded.

It was because of what he knew of what was coming that he didnʼt yet sink his fangs into her and allowed himself a moment of calm and patience.

Meanwhile, after much gyrations, much moaning at the ceiling and the ever-tightening of her grip on Caiusʼs shoulder, Arlette finally got the entirety of his cock into her pussy. Her ass smacked against his body in a sound that signaled the finality of her journey.

But Arlette believed that was only the beginning. Alas, as she prepared to rise and descend to begin her self-thrusts, she was gripped by a familiar sensation.

”Oh, FUCK ME!!!” She cried out in a loud voice.

Really, they just had to hope the soundproofing in the room was better than Caius had previously hinted because keeping quiet was no longer the priority.

And how could it be?

Arlette was discovering that letting her angst build to a peak also made her susceptible to quick climaxes. Just getting Caiusʼs cock to bottom out inside her snatch had kick-started the most powerful orgasm the Alchemy Professor had experienced in all her life.

While she trembled and spasmed around his rod, Caiusʼs eyes lit up as his moment had arrived. With Arletteʼs arousal at the peak he was waiting for, Caiusʼs eyes turned red and his fangs extended so he could sink them into her neck, helping himself to bountiful-feeling and tasting sips of blood. Complete with traces of Divine energy that he used to improve his Divine seed the only way that he could.

Arlette took her hands off his shoulders and wrapped her arms around his neck, embracing him as he fed on her in what she considered a ritual of closeness she hoped would never be lost.

Arlette had never been one to fantasize about Vampirism. She knew too much of it to think of it as all that much of a blessing. Despite the promise of immortality and the possibility of surviving the sun with a ring.

Despite how much she was content to worship Anyxyl, the Goddess of Primordial Darkness, she had never counted herself as one of her fanatic Dark Devouts, and becoming a Vampire was somewhat taking that craze a step further because getting turned meant surrendering oneʼs soul to the Goddess eternally.

Anyway, Arlette already had reservations about Vampirism before she met Caius but it was only after they met and formed a relationship—when she found herself being useful to this eternally damned being (at least as far as she was concerned)—did she become particularly adamant about remaining human.

What would be the point of losing this connection? To lose the way his lips felt in her neck as he gave her the ʼkiss of deathʼ that she always ʼmiraculouslyʼ survived every single time.

Yes, not even immortality was worth it to lose this connection.

The feeling of Caiusʼs fangs in her neck and his feeding on her blood heightened Arletteʼs climax and lengthened it. She shook even harder but kept it all toward her lower half and it did wonders for how good Caius felt to have his cock inside of her. It was almost better than tasting and feeling her wonderful blood slide down her throat and become a part of him.

Of course, he didnʼt feed eternally. He knew when he had had enough for now. His pulling his fangs out of Arletteʼs neck happened to coincide with her coming down from her orgasmic high and she was so weak that she simply leaned her weight against him.

With a gentle kiss to the bite mark he had made on her skin. Caius secured a one-arm grip around her waist and turned her around to lay her back on the bed where he then began to pepper her neck with kisses while making his way to her face.

He even paused his kisses at some point just to trail his lips across her skin, completely absorbed by the smoothness of it.

As he did this, Arlette was nuzzling her face against his as well. Her hand was on his back, mapping out every piece of musculature and pressing her body up against his as though she wished to meld them together.

The feeling was mutual as proven by Caius who drew back and began his thrusts into her gripping snatch. He was already very close to yet another climax and he didnʼt plan to hold it back because it was surely not going to be the last.

He raised his head and looked down at Arlette and she met his adoring look with one of hers. There were words they had never said to one another to convey how they felt but in that moment, with violet eyes on grey, it felt like they said it all.