A flicker of surprise, as fleeting as a candle flame in a gale, crossed the Alpha Vampire's face. Then, his expression settled into an impassive mask, his eyes boring into hers like twin emeralds searching for secrets.
"Very interesting. Seems like my rose has some memories that I do not have." his voice a low rumble that shook the very fabric of the room.
Rosemary took a deep breath, fear clinging to her like a shroud. "You also have memories of our past lives..."
Now she seemed to be able to match all the puzzles together. The reason why the Alpha Vampire behaved in such a different way was because he also had memories. She was just not certain of how much he remembered.
"In control of your life now?" he spoke, his voice clipped, laced with a dangerous edge, "Seems like my rose needs to be reminded who is actually in power here."
The scent of whiskey started flowing in the chamber. He was using the same trick to force Rosemary to obey him.
Rosemary tried using her last consciousness to push the Alpha Vampire and hoped to get to the door of the chamber. But his arms tightly trapped her under his body, clinging towards the wall. His hand cupped her jaw, tilting her face towards his, and for a horrifying moment, Rosemary froze.
The air in the opulent chamber crackled with unspoken tension, charged not by anger, but by a suppressed desire both dangerous and undeniable. Rosemary, her emerald eyes locked with the Alpha Vampire's cold gaze, felt her heart hammer against her ribs, a hummingbird trapped in a gilded cage.
Vernon, his face cloaked in shadows except for the glint of his emerald eyes, leaned closer, his presence filling the room with an oppressive aura. He was a storm about to break, but instead of thunder, his voice dropped to a low rumble, sending shivers down her spine.
"Defiance can be an intoxicating scent, little rose," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "Especially when laced with the sweetness of rebellion."
Rosemary held her ground, her chin jutting out despite the tremor in her limbs. Vernon's fingertips lingered on her lips, tracing the pulse at her throat, a silent challenge, an unspoken invitation.
With a ragged breath, Vernon closed the distance, his lips landing on hers in a desperate kiss. It was a collision of ice and fire, a storm of emotions held back for too long, his tongue probing, demanding, drawing a gasp from her lips.
With a sudden burst of adrenaline, Rosemary jerked her head back, breaking the hypnotic pull of his kiss. Vernon, surprised by her resistance, momentarily faltered. Rosemary seized the opportunity, her voice trembling but firm.
"No," she breathed, the word echoing in the vast chamber.
Vernon straightened, a flicker of something akin to amusement dancing in his eyes. "Ah, the Vampire server playing coy? A refreshing twist in this little game of ours, Rosemary."
His words stung, reminding her of her position, a mere pawn in his grand scheme. She was just another conquest, another fleeting pleasure for the Alpha's bored palate.
She could feel that his Alpha scent was becoming stronger and stronger that she almost could not control her body but to release the Rose scent so as to not let herself be drunk in the sea of whisky scent.
"Kneel down, pleasure me like you used to do." The Alpha Vampire commanded. "Then I may let you go."
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Each word was a hammer blow, chipping away at the facade of Rosemary's resolve. The power radiating from him, a tangible force that pressed against her very bones, threatened to crush her will. She knew she should fight, should defy his blatant order, but her body, her very essence, seemed to betray her.
With a shuddering breath, Rosemary found herself kneeling down. She could not control but moved her hand to his crotch and slid it around, caressing his slight bulge.
Rosemary pulled down the Alpha Vampire's trousers, she was close enough to look at his manhood and hold it in her hands.
It was hard and heavy to the touch, so hot that an inexplicable pleasure was overwhelming. There was something there that made her throb, and as if compelled, she reached out with her tongue and licked the tip of her desire, one by one, seductively.
Soft tongue, warm touch. It was as if every thread in Vernon's desire felt Rosemary's tongue.
Holding the huge object in her hand, she carefully first compacted her cherry lips and kissed it, and then she extended her little lilac tongue to the tip of the rod for a tentative lick, and then, slowly, slowly, she wrapped the rod with her warm mouth.
The Alpha Vampire hummed contentedly and looked at her with downcast eyes, "Continue--"
Getting his acquiescence, Rosemary became much bolder. His taste was not unpleasant, she even liked it a little, a little salty and a little manly, so she tasted it in her mouth and warmed up in her heart, she couldn't help but open her mouth and suck on the soft tip, sucking it up.
Rosemary's mouth was hot and moist, even though her movements were not well practiced, the feeling of being swallowed into her mouth gave him a special excitement. He simply closed his eyes and enjoyed her service.
She held the huge dragon in her hand, licking and kissing it, feeling it shaking in her hand as it grew bigger and stronger, and an impulse made her uncontrollable to open her cherry mouth and put the head of the dragon deep into her mouth.
Rosemary's warm mouth, soft and smooth little tongue moved in the left and right dodge inadvertently a few brushes on the stem, a burst of pleasure straight to the head, Vernon inflated to the extreme point of a burst of throbbing.
He grunted, lifted his eyes, and saw that she swallowed half of his dragon, with her pure face and natural expression, but doing that kind of lewd behavior, his body began to tense up, desire was stimulated by the grace of the erection.
He looked at her, a thin layer of mist on his eyes, glowing with desire: "Take it deeper ...".
Rosemary increased her speed, giving the Alpha Vampire as much pleasure as she could. Vernon's breathing brought a faint nasal sound, and his neck, tilted back by lust, he gritted his teeth, his voice was suppressed and hoarse, "Mmmm...that's it...suck faster..."
Rosemary's mouth was fed tight and full, she sucked as hard as she could, trying to swallow Vernon's hugeness, trying to go deeper, deeper…
Vernon couldn't help but grip the back of her head with his big hand, forcing her to swallow even deeper. Rosemary sucked in a breath, not expecting Vernon to do this, but when he slammed into the deep part of her throat, she almost whimpered.
"Suck harder." Vernon said, even with a bit of gnashing of teeth, his handsome features were a little bit rough from the shock of pleasure, but it added a kind of unspeakable temptation.
Rosemary instantly understood, and adjusted her position, taking Vernon's desire into the depths of her throat, and sucking hard at the same time.
Rosemary's little mouth was filled with tingling pleasure from spine to toe, and his rod, shiny with saliva, moved in and out of her red mouth. He clasped the back of her head and accelerated his poking and prodding of her mouth, seeking again and again the pleasure of squeezing deep down in her throat.
Rosemary swallowed his desire and did her best to give him pleasure. At the same time, her hands were not idle, taking hold of the rod and stroking or scraping it where her mouth could not reach, and gently caressing the full pouches on either side of the shaft.
A suppressed moan escaped from the Alpha Vampire's throat.
Encouraged, Rosemary fastened her movements, her small mouth opening to the extreme, wrapping the entire tip of the rod inside, so that Vernon's thrusts almost reached the base of her throat.
All that could be heard in the room was the sound of Rosemary's swallowing, while Vernon's moans were barely audible.
Just as she thought her mouth was going numb and she was losing consciousness, she suddenly felt the Alpha Vampire's abdomen tightened, spasming out a thick stream of semen in her mouth.
The white cloudiness sliding a bit out of the corners of her mouth and dripping onto her clothes.
The Alpha Vampire gasped for a while and gradually calmed down, his face with the lethargy and indolence after the release of his desire.
Rosemary's emerald eyes, wide and guileless, gazed upwards, their innocent depths a stark contrast to the courtly intrigue swirling around her. Her porcelain skin, untouched by the ravages of time, reflected the flickering firelight with an almost ethereal glow. Her lips, red, parted slightly in a childlike wonder, seemed to beg for a bedtime story, not a life-altering decree.
"Can I go now?" Rosemary's voice, when she spoke, was barely a whisper, a fragile melody lost in the cavernous room.
The Alpha Vampire controlled his desire to keep Rosemary in the chamber and make her moan even more. But they could not spend too much time here in the chamber.
"Go." he conceded, his voice softened to a mere murmur.
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