Blood and Lust

Lilitha was oblivious to the desperate clawing of his fingers on her shoulders as she bit down hard. His screams echoed around her. She felt something give way inside his throat, her teeth sinking deep, and her mouth filled with his hot, wet blood.

Lilitha clung to his head, swallowing mouthful after mouthful, trying not to lose a drop. The taste was as wonderful as she remembered—warm, thick, and luscious, coating her tongue and the back of her throat. She could feel it filling the spaces between her teeth.

The man was still clawing at her, but his strength was fading. Finally, she released him. He slumped backward, staring blankly into the canopy, hands twitching at his sides, coughing and spluttering.

His throat was torn open, soft, wet flesh gleaming in the sunlight. Lilitha licked her lips, running her tongue over her teeth. Then she looked down at herself.

“Oh, for God’s sakes.” She was covered in blood. She sighed, annoyed at herself, as she tried to wipe it off. She turned toward the others.

They were silent, watching her. Even Silus was watching her, his black eyes wide. Damon and Mateus slowly stood, their eyes glittering, muscles tense.

Lilitha took a step back, unnerved by the intensity of their stares. Even Carmella seemed a little flushed. Damon reached her first, bending her over backward as he licked and sucked at her breasts, his tongue warm and lush against her nipples.

Lilitha gasped as Mateus dropped to the ground and pressed his face into her groin. She opened her legs as he stroked her with his tongue. Carmella was there too, nuzzling her neck, kissing her shoulder, turning her face to kiss her lips.

Then they were on the ground together, even as the man choked and spasmed and spluttered in his death throes not three paces away. She checked for Silus—but he was safe in his little cocoon. Damon took her face and pulled her lips to his.

Mateus was still feasting upon her down below. Then Carmella was kissing her down her breasts. Lilitha instinctively grabbed at her hair, needing something to hold onto, as though she was falling.

She was going crazy. This was crazy. It was hard to catch her breath. Her breath hitched in her diaphragm as Mateus took her ankles and pulled her toward him with a snarl.

Damon seized her wrist. The two alphas snarled at each other.

“Stop it!” Lilitha snapped.

They both quietened. Damon turned his attention to Carmella as Mateus pushed her thighs as high as her chest and spread them wide.

Lilitha closed her eyes with a moan as he pushed his finger deep inside her. He pulled it out, then he was bending low as he licked her right up her slit again and again until her hips burned and her labia engorged with blood.

Then he was crawling on top of her and sliding deep inside her. He was kissing her, tongue deep in her mouth. He pinned down her hands as he mauled her lips and thrust in and out, his huge shaft making her whole body prickle.

Lilitha was so wet he was sliding in almost too easily. He was quick with his orgasm and before Lilitha managed to come herself, he slid out and another penis entered her. Only two thrusts and Lilitha’s vagina tugged hard at Damon’s shaft.

Damon grunted, pounding his hips against hers as he kissed her. Once. Twice. Three times. Until he added his semen to Mateus’s.

Carmella was crying out as Mateus took her from behind, bending her so far over her forehead touched the ground.

He pulled back his shaft, engorged and flushed and slippery, then plunged into her again. Lilitha got up and grabbed his arm, kissing his shoulder. She jerked back with a start, grabbing onto Damon’s hands as he grabbed onto her hips.

He was kissing her down her back, his shaft pressed up along her crack. Then he was pushing her over and spreading her open too. Lilitha parted her thighs. She dropped down onto her elbows.

He entered her slowly. Carmella and Lilitha were beside each other as the alphas plowed into them. Lilitha had prime view of the dead man. For he was dead now, eyes staring blankly up into the sun.

Lilitha closed her eyes with a gasp as Damon slid hard against her clitoris. He reached down to masturbate her. Then he pulled her up, his front against her back as he thrust upwards, burying his face into the back of her neck as he felt her breasts.

Carmella was in Mateus’s lap now. He was licking her around the neck as he rocked into her.

“Lila, Lila, Lila,” Damon breathed into Lilitha’s ear.

Lilitha grabbed at his hands, entwining her fingers through his.

“Damon,” she murmured, the breath catching in her throat. “Damon!”

Damon grunted, then snarled. Lilitha gasped, then growled. They held each other tightly as they breathed, Lilitha’s head tucked beneath his chin.

He kissed her shoulder, then her other shoulder, then nuzzled her ear. Then he pushed her to the ground and rolled her over. He was lying on top of her, face pressed into the nape of her neck, breathing her in.

Lilitha wrapped her arms around his broad back, holding him close, watching as his tail swayed languidly. Already, her eyelids were getting heavy. His shaft slid out of her, and his cum trickled down her thigh.

All the blood was gone from her breasts, sticky with saliva instead. Then Mateus came over, pushing Damon off so he could snuggle in beside her. Carmella went over to get Silus before joining them.

Damon turned to lay his hand upon their baby’s belly, feeling him breathe. Silus’s black eyes were squinting into the sun. Mateus wrapped his arms around Lilitha’s waist, pressing his face into the back of her neck.

He fell asleep almost instantly. Damon lay awake, bracing his hands behind his head as he gazed up into the sunlight.

“You’re not tired? Unusual for you,” Lilitha said.

“Just keeping an ear out.” They both looked over at the dead man.

“Do you think it’ll work?”

“It’ll work. It worked the last time.” Lilitha reached out her hand. Damon took it. Lilitha fell asleep.

When Lilitha stirred awake again, it was already evening. She and Damon were still entwined, their hands locked together. Carmella was up, with Silus squirming restlessly in her lap.

Lilitha felt a familiar tingle in her breasts, a sign that her milk was ready. She glanced around, noticing Mateus was missing.

She snuggled closer to Damon, who responded with a sleepy smile. He turned toward her, his forehead resting against hers, his horns framing her ears.

They shared a soft, lingering kiss.

“Where’s Mateus?” she asked.

“Checking the perimeter,” he replied.

Lilitha sat up abruptly. “Did the humans come back?”

“No, just like I told you.” He yawned, stretching his arms before sitting up and shaking his head.

Silus began to cry.

“Lilitha,” Carmella called out.

With a sigh, Lilitha rose to her feet and went over to feed him.

***

Later that night, they gathered the fallen. There were only four men, not counting the one Lilitha had taken down and the one they had let escape.

“Did they really think they could defeat us with just six men?” Mateus chuckled.

“They don’t know what they’re up against,” Damon replied, hoisting a body over his shoulder. It was the one missing a head, the jagged stump reflecting the moonlight.

He dropped the body back down. “He’s too stiff. We’ll have to drag them.”

Lilitha moved toward another body, this one missing a leg and an arm. As she reached out to grab him, Mateus stopped her.

“No, Lilitha, we’ll handle it. It’s not far.”

“I can help,” she insisted.

“It’s uphill. You won’t manage.”

Lilitha frowned at his words.

“Go find Damon’s head,” Mateus instructed.

Lilitha began her search among the grass. When she found it, she looked into his eyes, surprised at her lack of emotion.

“Actually, just leave it,” Damon called out. “I’ll go get the machete.” He disappeared into the trees.

Lilitha wrapped her cloak tighter around her, warding off the cool breeze. Damon returned shortly, carrying a rope and the old man’s head.

He dropped them both and began severing the remaining heads.

“You’re doing this again?” Lilitha asked.

“All over again,” Damon confirmed.

Mateus started gathering the heads. Lilitha and Carmella helped him hang them from the trees using the rope, while Damon began dragging away the bodies, two at a time.

The heads swayed gently on their ropes, their eyelids drooping over vacant eyes, jaws hanging open. Mateus clapped his hands together, rubbing them in satisfaction.

“Eerie,” Carmella commented. “But effective.”

“That reminds me, what did Damon say to that man?” Lilitha asked as they headed back. Mateus was hauling two more bodies.

“The usual: send us your sinful or the innocent instead,” Mateus shrugged. “Something like that.”

“And that’s what you did last time?”

“It’s what we do every time.”

By the time they returned to camp, Damon was already dismembering the bodies. Carmella placed Silus at a safe distance before joining Damon.

Lilitha followed suit, and they got to work.