Sebastian's Dalliances Pt. 02

Sebastian grabbed the head of the brunette he met an hour ago, they bumped into each other in the nightclub they now stood behind. Well, he was standing. Katie was on her knees, sucking his cock.


"Ahh, slow down a bit."


Katie's hazel eyes shot up to gaze at him. She smiled around his girth, thinking she was pleasing him, however, she wasn't.


He stroked a stray piece of hair away from her face, staring deep into her orbs. He had used compulsion to get her outside, but he didn't need it to gratify his sexual needs.


Sebastian forced his thoughts upon her. "You need to suck and lick, not bite. Be gentle, Katie. Think of my cock like the tastiest lolly you have ever had in your mouth."


She nodded, grabbed the base, took it out of her mouth and rubbed the tip off his cock around her lips. She then licked from top to bottom, teasing a little with her tongue on the head.


Sebastian grinned down at her, his fingers dug deep into her hair. "That feels so good. Take me inside again."


She did as she was told, and swallowed his cock into her greedy mouth.


His grip tightened on her head as he hit the back of her throat. He moved his hips, hinting at what he wanted.


Katie started deepthroating him, licking the base while he was deep inside. She gave him lustful gazes while moaning her pleasure around his hardness.


His head tilted back against the brick wall, and he gritted his teeth. Sebastian could feel the build-up of anticipation. He was close to blowing his load. He used his hold on her to push his cock further down, she started coughing and tried to come up for air, but he held her there until she was gagging and drooling.


His balls throbbed and tightened up. He felt the sensation of his semen rising into his cock, and as Katie tried to push herself away from him, he exploded into a world of ecstasy and pleasure.


Sebastian let go of Katie, who coughed and retched. He didn't care if she had swallowed or spat out his seed, he was satisfied with the outcome. He pulled up the trousers he wore and hid his now limp cock from view.


"That was amazing," he vocalised, gazing down at her again.


Katie wiped saliva and what he expected to be his cum from her mouth. A smile tilted her lips. "Is it my turn now?"


"Humans are such wretched creatures. They beg for everything these days."


Sebastian jerked his head to see who had joined them, he hadn't heard anyone approach. Katie flinched back out of shock and landed on her arse.


Heather, a member of the coven, stood there with her nose in the air. She had been turned young. If his sire had given her another year before taking her, her curves would have filled out to provide her with an adult shape. She had womanhood trappings though, her face was full of makeup, her red lips inviting. The red dress she wore was like a second skin, and the healed shoes made her smooth legs appear longer than they were. She was also a brat and caused trouble wherever she ventured.


"What can I do for you, Heather?" Sebastian quizzed while offering a hand to Katie.


"Marcus sent me. Libby is in town and is asking for you. Marcus wants you home, now."


Marcus was his sire and Libby his sister. She had a soft spot for him and enjoyed tempting him with her voluptuous body. He had evaded her advances so far because she only visited once a year, and he was always busy.


Sebastian curled his lip. He loathed Libby with a passion. She was beautiful but used compulsion on other vampires to gain her desires even though it was banned.


"She needs better taste if you ask me. I don't see the fascination."


Sebastian leaned in closer. "And you never will, little girl. You couldn't handle what I have to offer."


Heather rolled her eyes. "Oh, please."


"Who are you?" Katie interrupted them, wrapping her arms around his neck, staking her claim.


"She's no one," Sebastian stated, flipping his hand at Heather. "Be gone, hellion."


Heather stuck her tongue out, lowered her fangs, and hissed in Katie's face before she flashed out of view.


Katie screamed, her body trembled against his, and he had to hold her up to stop her from falling to the ground from fright.


He quickly took her face in his hands and projected what he needed to, which would calm her down before anyone came to see what the commotion was.


"It's okay. Take deep breaths."


She complied.


He knew it was best to let her go now. He would have to feed later. "Thank you for the use of your mouth. It's time you advanced back inside the club to find your friends and enjoy the rest of your night."


She nodded, stepped away from him, and strolled around the corner of the building out of his sight.


Sebastian let out a sigh. Apart of him wanted to stay where he was, however, he would never disobey an order.


Ten minutes later, he walked through the front door of the coven. It would usually take him two minutes if he used his vampire speed, but instead, he walked the distance. The coven was hidden in plain sight. His sire had made his home in an abandoned church that resided on the edge of the city.


The grand staircase was in the centre of a hallway that led to many rooms. Sebastian heard laughter come from one of them, so he headed in that direction. When he opened the doors to a large sitting room, he found his friend Dale fucking someone he couldn't see because she had her back to him.


"Where's Marcus?"


Dale peered over his shoulder, keeping the rhythm of his thrusts at the same pace.


"Detained, with a couple of humans."


"Libby?"


Dale winked at him. "In your bed."


The woman moaned, and Dale dropped his fangs before turning his attention back to his conquest. Sebastian's cock began to harden when the smell of blood wafted into the air.


He really needed to feed. He closed the doors before he joined in on Dale's feast, and made his way back to the stairs.


Stood outside his bedroom door, Sebastian rubbed his brow. He didn't want to deal with what lay beyond it.


"Come in, Seb. I have been waiting for you." Her sweet seductive tone made him want to gag.


He opened the door, plastered a fake smile on his face, stepped inside and shut the door behind him.


Libby was flat on her back on his bed. Her red hair fanned out around her head, her desired filled green eyes, scanned him from head to foot. She keened as her fingers slid inside her pussy. "I got bored waiting for you, Seb."


The smile she wore spoke of her sexuality to manipulate him. She had a fantastic body, big tits, and a small waist. She reminded him of a true femme fatale.


"So I see. I'm sorry I took so long." Sebastian tried to keep his tone as one of interest. When deep within, he felt nothing but revulsion.


"Come join me. I have wanted you for so long."


"I haven't drunk yet. I need blood." Sebastian jerked his head to the door, hoping his excuse would bring him freedom.


"It's always something with you," she whispered in his ear.


He jumped at her nearness. He hadn't heard her shift position.


She grabbed his long raven hair and tugged it to bring his attention back to her.


"Here, drink from me." She offered him her wrist, while on her knees at the bottom of the bed.


Sebastian's eyes widened. She had two hundred years on him, and her blood would keep him satisfied for a couple of days. In his vulnerability, Libby took advantage.


The femme fatale he thought she was came to fruition. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her ample chest. She was stunning, sexy even, but with that came deception and manipulative behaviour.


It wasn't long before he found that out for himself. His face was suddenly in Libby's hands in seconds. He tried to force his eyes from hers, but she held him in place. Her pupils enlarged, and he felt some dizziness as her mind probed his. He tried to fight it, but she was stronger than him, and her compulsion soon took hold.


"Now you are mine," she declared, placing a kiss to his lips. "I want you to feed from me, undress, and then fuck me. You will take delight from my body, and give it. Take my blood, Seb."


She dropped her hand from his face and placed it at his mouth. His fangs sprang from his gums, and he bit into her flesh.


Sebastian groaned as the super strength blood flooded his system, his cock hardened instantly, and he never felt so alive.


Libby pulled her wrist away when she thought he had had enough, he tried to bring it back to his mouth, wanting more.


"I told you what I wanted, so do it," Libby stated, pushing him back, so she could free her arm from his.


He ripped the shirt from his frame, and buttons flew everywhere. Next came his trousers and underwear.


Libby laid back, giddy at his desire for her. "Come here, Seb." She beckoned him with a finger.


Sebastian climbed onto the bed on all fours running his nose up her skin, from her pussy to her throat. He bit along her jaw, which caused her to squirm underneath him.


"Kiss me," she demanded.


Her demand was left unanswered because he took her words literally. He grabbed his cock, placed it between her pussy lips, and roughly slammed inside her.


Libby threw her head back, moaning at the sensation of having him balls deep.


Sebastian placed his forehead against the sheet above her shoulder and fucked her hard. His hips rotated with each stroke, and his cock slid in and out of her hole before he slammed back in.


Libby's hands grabbed at his head. "Seb, look at me." He was going to fast for her liking.


"Going to cum," he moaned, before he pumped inside her one more time, his orgasm coating her walls.


Libby groaned, not in a good way, and pushed him off her. She glared down at him with a red face. "What the hell was that?"


Sebastian shrugged his shoulders. "You asked me to fuck you, so I did."


"I didn't even, cum," she pouted.


"Sorry." Sebastian grinned at her, resting his arms behind his head.


She huffed. "I have to say I'm somewhat disappointed. I had high hopes for you." She then climbed off the bed and strode to the door. Peering over her shoulder, she stated, miserably, "I won't bother you again." Libby then opened the door, stepped outside, and slammed it shut.


A smug smile flashed across Sebastian's face. Her compulsion didn't work on him, but the outcome was one he was grateful for.