Page 24 of You Will Obey

“He isn’t yours untilIget what’s mine,” Leona said, then motioned for Janet to leave. The female vampire bowed, then took Somchai with her.

“I’ll still need the dragon venom,” I told her. My cock had wilted when Somchai had been bitten and was getting even softer now that we were alone.

“Very well, but I only have the cure. Will it be just as effective?” she asked, then rose and walked over to a box on the table by her private library and removed a vial.

“Yes,” I said.

“Good,” she said, then approached me, vial extended.

I took it and watched as she let her robe fall to the floor. I sat back down on the bed and twisted the cap off. It was the blood and venom of a dragon, and one that wasn’t very old. I guess whatever alliance they had with that dragon king wasn’t on the same level my Father had with Evander and now with Kendrick. The venom my vampires got was high quality from dragons like Tylendel, Giancarlo, and Misha, which meant it worked faster and lasted longer. That came in handy when battling dragons. In any case, it would do the trick. I tipped it to my lips and swallowed and moaned as the effects hit me in all the right ways.

“Ooohh, don’t you look so sexy in this aroused state,” Leona said, then pressed her hands to my chest, pushing me down on the bed. The only good thing was that we were about to skip any foreplay. “This mouth of yours is so pretty. I wonder what it would feel like on my pussy?”

Oh, hell no! “Keep wondering.”

“Awww, just give me a little lick.”

“No.” I didn’t think my frown and look of disgust could get any more prominent.

“You should at least know what one tastes like, if only this one time,” she said, then rolled over, spreading her legs. “Come on, just one nice lick… to get me in the mood.”

“Now, you’re just being cruel.”

“Be a man, Théoden. I wouldn’t think a son of Ara would be such a bitch. It’s just pussy, it won’t bite you.”

Alarms went off in my head, because I’d almost attacked her, and I knew that would be a serious mistake. I looked at the opening between her legs, and had to swallow my revulsion. My bisexual sons would see it and think it was a slice of heaven. For me, it was just odd to look at, folds and flaps of skin. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before getting into the position. I leaned forward and the scent of her pussy wasn’t appealing to me, but I knew she was something a man who loved women would probably salivate over. I closed my eyes and leaned forward, licking what I knew was her clit and she quaked and moaned.

“Ahhh, yes, that was sweet,” Leona said.

I grunted and pulled away. “There, now can we get this over with. My cock nearly went soft just now.”

“Let me remind you, Théoden. What I want is pleasure, yes. But what I asked for was your cum inside of me. I want to see you cum knowing it was my pussy that made you spill your seed.”

“Then do it,” I told her and scooted back further on the bed.

Leona giggled. “My god, you’re such a baby.” She climbed on next and straddled me. I closed my eyes and she patted my cheek. “I want you to watch me,” she said.

I laughed. “If you want my cock to get soft, sure. If you want me to cum, you’re going to have to cut me some slack. Pussy leaves me bone dry.”

She huffed. “Fine,” she conceded and it was the first time tonight.

Little victories, I supposed.

I closed my eyes again and allowed my imagination to work overtime to take me to a reality that wasn’t my own at the moment. Never in my life have I had to pretend that I was fucking a man, but that was what I found myself doing. I felt my cock slide into a body, tight and wet and in my mind, it was an actor I enjoyed. Noel and Derek introduced me to this television series called Moonlit Nights and one of the actors was very beautiful in an androgenous sort of way. Leslie was his name and his body had delicate curves, like a sexy twink, and his skin looked so soft. His eyes were almost as blue as Noel’s and his hair was long and blond like Taylor’s. It was him riding my cock, his body I didn't know, but I wanted to know.

I tuned out all sounds and dove deeper into my fantasy and I reached out, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulled him down, kissing his lips that were so inviting. When I felt breasts against my chest, I released his hair and frowned, almost losing my fantasy. I kept my eyes closed and pushed him back.

“What? Don’t like–”

I covered his mouth and shook my head, because the sound of the wrong voice coming out distracted me. I heard him scoff, but felt him nod, so I removed my hand. His hips worked over me, faster and harder and I felt myself getting closer to climax. I felt him shake and when he cried out, I covered his mouth again, muffling the sound. I growled low, feeling my own climax mounting as his tight ass worked me over. I felt his asshole clench around my cock and then I felt fluid gushing and squirting all over me, some drops even got into my mouth.

“Ah fuck!” I snapped. My eyes shot open as the fantasy I had cleverly crafted was now shattered. I looked down to see that her pussy was soaking my crotch and stomach with juices. I could only assume it was what Bruce and my other bisexual sons had talked about. Apparently, Leona was a squirter and I couldn't be more disgusted.

“Ugh,” I groaned and grabbed the blanket to wipe the substance away from my mouth first, then my chest.

She quaked and caressed her breasts. “You should be flattered.”

“I’m trying to hold my blood down,” I said, making sure to sling the only blow I could. My cock wilted like a dying soul.

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