Page 32 of I Will Make You Mine
I nodded. “Thank you. There’s something you should know. Isiah feeds on cum, like your sons. He woke up horny out of his mind and stronger than I was expecting.”
“Ahh, I see,” Théoden said, nodding thoughtfully. I could just see the gears turning in his head. He had more to gain from that knowledge, as it was pretty much his own wolf pack.
“I’ll leave you to what you were doing,” I said. “But before I go…” I walked over to his sons fucking on the bed and placed my hand on Bruce’s massive, muscular and hairy chest. I sent a little jolt of sexual energy through his body.
“Oh shit!” Bruce yelped as he arched off the bed.
“Woah!” Derek held onto Bruce as the other vampire bucked and pumped from the pleasure of my touch.
“Now you really are riding a bucking bronco,” I teased. I walked past Théoden, who shook his head and laughed.
“The sun will be rising soon, they’ll need rest,” he fussed, but not really.
I shrugged. “You don’t need to sleep when the sun rises. Have fun.” With that parting gift, I left and made my way back to my bedroom, where Isiah was sitting on the bed, holding his stomach. “I suppose you need to feed on some more cum, fresh from the source.”
“Please… please help me. It hurts,” he whined.
I walked over to him, running my fingers through his dark locks, then I gripped a handful of his hair and yanked his head backward, so he was looking up at me. “I’m going to let you suck my cock, Isiah. I suggest you mind your fucking teeth, do you hear me?”
He was looking up at me with… and I wasn’t fucking kidding here… big puppy dog eyes. So damn cute! I picked a good one, the right one for me. I hoped he appreciated the amount of trust I was putting into him by allowing him to suck my cock. Especially since I wasn’t positive that I had the proper vaccine.
“Ple—ase,” he begged.
I wanted to hear him beg some more. I wanted to hear him beg every day for my cock, my body, and my cum. I smiled and released his hair and undid my pants, pushing them down and then kicking them off. My cock was already semi-hard and I knew as soon as he put his mouth on me, I was going to pop full wood. Isiah just hit that spot for me. I watched as he leaned forward, mouth open, tongue out toward my cock. I moaned as he sucked me between his luscious lips. It was so natural for him, like a baby to its mom’s nipple, because that was where the milk and nourishment came from. Well, it was quite apparent Isiah knew where his milk and nourishment was coming from too.
I moaned as he sucked my cock and I tried to relax. As I watched his mouth suckle my cock, I was secretly hoping he didn’t bite me. I didn’t need for him to know that was something I feared. Knowing he was a wolf now, fear was something that he could pick up on like we picked up on the scent of desire. I was an old dragon, I knew how to hide my emotions. All he needed to know was that I was the only one whose cock I’d let him suck… well, maybe Ty, Misha, my brother… maaaybe Theo, and of course, the King. But that was it.
I loved the way his mouth worked my cock, his lips and fingers stroking me so perfectly as he milked another orgasm out of me. I came in a delicious torrent of thick, creamy sperm that he greedily swallowed, all the while moaning and grunting like a beast as he fed. I shook several times as I rode out my orgasm until he had syphoned everything I had to give from my balls. His soft, pink tongue licked my slit and I watched him moan again, eyes closed as he literally savored the last drop.
He pulled back, licking those gorgeous lips of his, and I leaned down, kissing him. When I pulled back, his eyes were looking at me, but they were completely clouded, as if he wasn’t fully focused. He was still in a sexual haze, having fed on cum from a very powerful and potent dragon. Already, he was fortunate. The only other wolves getting that privilege were Giorgio, maybe Dion and Dio, if King Evander was feeling generous. I was sure Ivan had tasted Théoden’s cum at least once or twice for being obedient.
“How do you feel now?” I asked, still gauging what he had to offer.
I looked out the window and could hear the birds chirping as the sky grew lighter. Soon, the wolves would turn back into their human forms. I was sure both Dante and Josef would be interested to know how Isiah turned out, or if he survived. To be honest, I was surprised to see that the transformation happened so quickly. I was expecting at least six to ten more hours of him puking, sweating, shivering, and cursing me out in his fevered state. Well, I was still expecting the cursing, as he hadn’t learned to accept a fucking gift yet.
After a few minutes, he seemed to come back to himself and was finally able to answer my question. “I’m still hungry, but not for… for that,” Isiah said, pointing at my wilting dick. He winced again and rubbed his midsection.
“Perhaps, you need fresh meat to eat now.”
He looked up at me. “Like a steak?”
I shook my head. “I wouldn’t think so.” My new pup was hungry and needed flesh and blood to satisfy his new hunger. I wondered if Josef kept any bunnies or whatever nearby. Again, I put on my pants and walked out of the bedroom, looking for a human servant. When I found the same maid who had helped me nurse Isiah, I grabbed her arm.
“My boy is awake and hungry, what do you have for him to eat?”
“Oh my, that was fast, Sir. We weren’t really expecting him to be awake until later on today,” she said, as if I asked her for all that.
“Well, he’s awake now.” I cocked an eyebrow as if to say, get him something to eat, bitch. I’d already taken care of one of his hungers.
She nodded, catching my point. “Yes, Sir. I will send you something to your room for him or he can come to the feeding room if you want. It will be easier to clean up the blood that way.”
Well, she did have a point. If I were going to stay for a couple of days, I didn’t want my room full of blood or the scent of it. That may be appealing to vamps and weres, but not us. The scent of cum, yeah, I was all for that. But blood, it stank to me and belonged on a battlefield, not in my bed.
“I’ll get him and you lead the way.” I walked back to the bedroom and opened the door. Isiah was putting on his underwear. “Come on, let’s get you fed.”
He walked over to me and followed my lead like a little lamb. Soon, he’d realize that being the lamb wasn’t in his future. He was a wolf now, a predator, and I wanted to make sure he flourished. I had every intention of letting him be a part of his pack. That was the only true way he was going to understand and appreciate the path I had set out for him. We met up with the maid, and she led us downstairs into a basement that looked completely different from the rest of the house.
There was no plush or lavish décor, no leather or suede seating. No paintings or sculptures, nothing aesthetically pleasing. The floor was cement and one wall was lined with cells that had, if I wasn’t mistaken, silver bars, or silver-coated bars. We walked past one cell that had a human held captive in it by chains. He glared at us as we walked past, and I was willing to bet that was Dominic, the human Dante wanted toembrace. Well, he was a looker.
