And even though those words were never repeated in the entirety of his remaining years, I had them engraved in my mind and heart. It was at this moment that a lady, clearly in the ages between 25 and 30, clad in knee-high boots, walked up to my table and grabbed the seat beside me. Unbeknown to me, while in my reminiscing mood, I had moved away from the bartender's table, downed 3 bottles of vodka and spent so many hours here that the sky outside the bar already heralded the darkness of night. I shook my head, knowing fully well that Kristin would have tried to reach me at least once to ask me of some fine details for my trip.
"Hey handsome. I've been watching you for about an hour or two, and you've just sat in this corner of the bar, all lonely and alone. So I came over to give you as much company as possible."
"I see. And if I may ask this beauty, in what way do you believe you can make me feel a little less lonely?"
I smirked as I watched her face from the corner of my eyes, and I couldn't miss the grin that formed on her face. And I could clearly read her mind; to me, it was like an open book. And as I peered into her mind, I decided to play a little game with her.
"I'm not really sure of the things that would interest a guy like you, but I'm sure that if I have at least an hour alone with you, I would figure something out. And obviously, this isn't the time and place for that."
"Your words stand true; this isn't the time and place. Well, I like you and your outstanding bravery and overconfident heart. And for that, I will give you a chance. Here's my card, and if you're ready to give up that base life that you live in your little caravan, give me a call. And for more rewards, you could bring your sister, Cherish, along. Have a nice evening, Mira."
With stupor, shock and surprise clearly written on her face, she watched as I walked away from the table, and out of the bar to get into my car and drive off. And even without reading her mind, it was clearly written on her face; the wonder of how I knew that much about her, when she had clearly never met me in her life.
For the short drive home, there was a wide grin etched across my face. I felt a slight tinge of excitement; it had been a while since I had played any games or tricks on people. And knowing fully well that I controlled all the variables of the situation, was as soothing as laying back in a massage chair; and as I walked into the cottage, Diamond could see the smile on my face and began to wonder what got me so glad. I glanced at her, and choosing to ignore her and the long, awkward talk that would follow regarding last night, I went up to my room to activate the portal. But even as I knew that she wouldn't chase after me, I couldn't stop her from activating the portal later, and coming in unannounced.
I just shook my head and walked up to my room, not bothering if Kristin was anywhere around. I took off my clothes and headed straight to the bathroom, to take a cold shower at full blast. Mentally, I felt so drained even if it was nigh impossible for a vampire; not to talk of even a tribrid like me. As I stood there and let the water run down my skin, Kristin walked in to my bedroom. I could easily hear her footsteps and even feel her whole body movements by the soft sound the hairs on her skin made as they glided through the air. She picked up my clothes that I had tossed on the bed as I headed for the bathroom. I could feel that she traced her fingers over the edges of my shirt, before taking a big whiff of my scent. I smirked because I remembered her telling me a while back that my scent was like a drug for her; smelt of fruits, freshly plucked in the calm before a storm. This time around though, my scent was mixed in with the stench of alcohol and old bars, adding on that of dirty and unkempt men. In slight annoyance and excessive disgust, she tossed the clothes to the far end of the room. She sat on the bed and in seconds, she lay her upper body down with her arms spread wide. It didn't seem like she was planning on joining me any time soon, so I decided to call for her.
"Kristin. It would be a real shame for you not to join me, don't you think?"
"The real shame is me not getting the pleasure I so desperately crave from you."
"And when have I ever not given more than what you wanted? Why belittle me so?"
"Well, there's always a first time for everything. You might want to be sadistic in new, outstanding ways. Something I wouldn't stand for."
"Hush now Kristin. Walk in here and experience my touch that you so crave for and the pleasure that only I can give you."
And that was all the trigger that Kristin needed. She took off her clothes in a flurry, nearly ripping them off as she half run to the bathroom door. I had to open it and she jumped right into my arms. 'She always had wild tendencies' ran through my head as she gripped the base of my skull and pulled me in for a steamy kiss. In seconds, I had a hard on that poked against the bathroom walls and nestled between Kristin's legs. My lips were on her neck as I sunk in my teeth in every inch I kissed. I cupped her ass in my hands and slowly moved a finger towards her butthole. She let her hands run wild on my back, and as I continued to bring out moans from her lips due to my touches, she dug her nails into my back till they drew blood from wounds that healed instantly. I rubbed my finger round her butthole and planted my lips between her breasts. They weren't big just the average C size but that had never bothered me; it was her pebble hard nipples that always caught my eye. In a frenzy, I pushed my finger into her ass and let my tongue glide over one of her nipples. I heard her hiss as she threw her head back. Over the years, I virtually knew everything about her body; I could make her cum in less than a minute. I had used every single act or form that I knew off and sometimes even tested new ones on her. She never complained and always welcomed the idea of me owning her body.
"Please daddy, fill me up with your cock."
I had nearly forgotten that my dick had been rubbing on her pussy lips all this while. I was just too focused on giving her a good build up, before I pounded her pussy into undivided devotion. With a kiss, I silenced her lips along with her slutty request that we both knew I wasn't going to fulfil in a few moments. I pushed the finger in her ass even deeper till it reached the second knuckle. I could feel her hold on my body and finger tighten, as even her pussy tried to pull my dick into her. I lifted her up just a little bit and then aligned my dick to rest between her inner thighs. It was already coated in her welcoming juices but I wasn't about to put it in her, at least not in that hole. I let her pussy glide on the length of my dick as I used my hands to give her momentum. She eagerly increased her pace as she inched closer to an orgasm; I could feel her shudder and vibrate in my arms. I hurriedly pulled my finger out of her ass and ran it over her pussy lips to get it soaked in her juices, and then pushed in her again but with another finger this time. She moaned out something inaudible and even began to shake even more. I smirked and held onto her, sucking a nipple into my mouth. She opened her eyes and looked straight into mine, and even without reading her mind, I clearly knew what she wanted.
Kristin could die for anal sex. I remember the first time we tried it. I had to get so many forms, flavours and variations of lubricants just to be prepared for everything. She was really shy and sceptical about it all, especially when it came to my size. She told me that in the weeks I was persuading her to give anal sex a try, the image of my dick pumping her ass kept playing in her mind. Even though she knew that whatever wounds she would bear would be healed almost instantly. The mere thought of it gave her goosebumps all over. And then the moment I walked into her room with the bag of lubes, she was ready to jump out the window. In the end though, she couldn't go 3 days without me cumming in her ass.
I turned her around and bent her against the bathroom wall, arching her back just enough to let my dick in her with ease. I ran a finger along her clit and pushed two fingers, coated in her juices, into her ass. She held onto the wall and squealed so loud that I feared she'd shatter a glass cup or two. I kept on fingering her ass and running circles on her clit till she reached an orgasm. Not relenting in the slightest, I added a third finger in her ass and felt her clamp on them. It was a struggle to move them, but after planting kissed across her skin and allowing her ass to relax for a bit, I was able to go deeper in her ass. I pushed a finger into her pussy and hooked it a bit till I could reach her g-spot. I pressed my thumb down on her clit and sucked on her ears, pushing her to her 3rd orgasm. As she coated my fingers with her juices, I slid my dick between her legs as her cum leaked out. Making sure all sides of my cock were glistening with her juices, I pulled out the fingers in her ass and pushed the head of my cock to keep the ass wide open. With one hand on her waist and the other pulling on her nipples, I pushed my dick into her ass bit by bit. I know she loved it rough, but I wanted more pleasure than pain tonight. Once I had half of my length inside her, I let her ass get used to my size and stretch even more for me. I started with slow thrusts, pushing a bit more of my cock inside her everytime I went back in. Her ass squeezed on me so tightly and the feeling was bliss. She had already begun to loose feelings in her legs but I went on, pumping her ass till it went in like it was her pussy. The sound of my balls hitting her ass echoed throughout the bathroom. I released her waist an spanked her ass for good measure and until I was sure that the pain stung her. I clampedmy hands on both sides of her waist, and began to pound her ass even with my ferocity. If someone was there to watch, it would all seem like a blur. My hips moved back and forth, rocking her ass with rhythm. I felt the cum build up from my balls, itching for a release and listening to Kristin moan out my name with loads of sexiness wasn't helping in the slightest. I knew I couldn't hold out for much longer and as I decided to slow down the pace, Kristin began to push back to meet me mid-thrust. At this point, my brain ran wild. I choked her neck, bent my body to lean on her back and fucked her with no care of any form; she had finally gotten the relentless and energy filled sex romp that she wanted. In seconds, I couldn't hold back any longer. So with a guttural grunt and one last deep thrust, I pumped Kristin's ass full of cum and as I pulled my dick out, my cum came pouring down. We washed each other off and I had to hold Kristin up from giving me a blowjob. Walking out of the bathroom, with the towel wrapped around Kristin, we were greeted with the figure of Diamond.
Diamond stood there, awestruck at the sight that lay before her eyes. It would be really hard for her to ever get that picture out of her head, especially after she had noticed the hard member that stood between my legs as an eternal reminder. I could see that she tried, though futile, to avert her head to at least another part of my body. Her efforts were lacking to say the least but as I finally called out to her for the fourth time, she could finally wrest back her attention and focus on other parts of my body.
"Mr. King, I… I'm sorry to barge in here at such a time. I'll leave now."
And she turned around, with shivers, heading for the door. Shaking my head, I fleeted ahead of her and stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
"Stay. Kristin was just about to leave."
Then I headed to my wardrobe to pick out a pair of joggers and a plain polo shirt, putting them off in a jiffy. Diamond just stood in the middle of the room, switching between watching me dress and watching Kristin walk out the door. As Kristin shut the door behind her, I pulled the shirt down my torso. Turning to look at Diamond, she stood in the same spot with shock on her face. I walked up to her and took her shoulders in my hands, then gave her a little shake, bringing her back to reality.
"Diamond, what brought you here tonight?"
"You… you of all people should know why I'm here. What happened last night?"
"I should be asking you that. After spending the night in my bed, you made breakfast and ran off. Why is that, Diamond?"
She went silent as she bent her head down, rubbing her fingers against each other. Right now, she just looked as cute as she did when she was 11 years old. Those days when she would run round the cottage and call me Uncle King, just before jumping into my arms. I never once turned her down until she turned 15. I had to alter her memories; an arduous task that, by all means, had to be done. There was even a time where she forced a kiss, a kiss that couldn't reject because I could understand her feelings. Unfortunately, those feelings couldn't be actualized. I removed most of those memories and altered the rest. But on that night, I still wonder how, some came back to her.