Chapter 8 - Resolutions

            Alex’s face lit up.  Standing before him was his love, who he thought he had lost forever.

            He didn’t waste any time.  Even before the elevator doors had completely opened, he was already dashing out to hold Misty again.  He clutched her tightly, and she hugged him back.  Alex didn’t think he could be any happier than he was in that moment.

            “You came back,” he said, almost reduced to tears of joy.  “I can’t believe you came back.”

            They broke their hug, and Alex saw that Misty was also crying.  But she too was smiling, and her eyes clearly were happy to be on him.

            “After that night, I didn’t know what to think.”  Misty took a sip of her Diet Pepsi.  “I mean, how do you react to being told your boyfriend is a... a vampire?  I didn’t even think I believed in vampires.  But then, there you were, telling me this story and flashing those fangs of yours.  I freaked out.”

            “I understand,” Alex offered.

            “No, you don’t,” she interjected.  “I don’t think you do.  I didn’t even understand.  I mean, at first, I was scared.  I thought about those movies, and being dead and coming back and all that.  But that wasn’t why I got freaked.”

            “What I was really afraid of was us.  I mean, you told me about how you controlled people, and that you had been with other women.  You told me that basically you have sex slaves who would give you their blood and their bodies.  I couldn’t compete with that.”

            “You don’t have to compete with that,” Alex said forcefully.

            “Just shut up and let me finish,” Misty insisted.  “I didn’t want to be your second choice.  I mean, if you could have any woman at all, I thought, why would you want me?  And then, if I didn’t do what you wanted, what was to stop you from... enslaving me?”

            “But the thing is, you already did that.  Not by controlling me, but by loving me.  And making me fall in love with you.  I wasn’t happy when you left.  I felt like part of my life was gone.  I got out on stage, and I didn’t feel anything.  No passion.  No energy.  I basically sleepwalked through my show the next night.”

            “I figured out why you told me.  Even though you could have anyone, you wanted me.  You wanted me for me.  And it was really the same thing for me.  I mean, I’m a rock star.  I’ve had more marriage proposals than I can count.  Guys want me.  Girls want to be me, or to be with me.  I’ve got more money than I’ll ever be able to spend.  But none of it makes me happy.  What makes me happy is my music, and being yours.”

            “So I figured, if I ever did do something you didn’t like, you’d do what was right because you cared about me.  And the worst that could happen was that you did turn me into a slave, but even then, I’d still be happy because I would be pleasing you.  But being without you, that I couldn’t even deal with.”  She took another drink of her soda.  “Okay, I’m done now,” she said with a smile.

            “And you’re okay with me being a vampire?” he asked.

            She chuckled a little.  “I can’t say I’m happy that you’ll be having other women, if that’s what you mean.  But you know what, I can deal with it as long as you’re honest with me.  And you let me share on occasion.”

             Alex raised an eyebrow.  “Share?”

“Hey, when I said girls wanted to be with me, I didn’t mean they just wanted to be friends.  I’ve counted to sixty-nine, if you know what I mean.”

            In an instant, Alex was off the sofa, and had lifted Misty up in his powerful arms.  He spun them around until he was dizzy, then crashed back onto the sofa, landing on top of her.  “Babe,” he said, “you don’t know how turned on you make me.”

            “Well why don’t you show me, o master of mine.”  She gave him a seriously seductive grin.  “And if you’re really good, I might even let you nibble me a little.”

            Alex didn’t hesitate to take Misty up on her invitation.  He started by peeling off her skin-tight shirt.  She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, which allowed Alex immediate access to her tits.  He lavished her breasts with kisses and licks, raising and hardening her nipples from the attention.

            Misty’s hands played through his hair as he continued pleasuring her chest.  “Do it,” she whispered between moans of pleasure.  “Bite me.”

            Alex looked up, his eyes gleaming brightly in the subdued light.  He saw how into the throes of pleasure Misty was, and he did not deny her.  His lips peeled away from his teeth, baring his inhuman fangs.  He laid one last kiss on her right breast, and then he plunged his fangs into her soft flesh.  Misty jolted from the pain, and then was quickly submerged by unbelievable ecstacy.  Again, she held his head, this time keeping his mouth at her tit so he would keep drinking from her.  “Oh god... oh shit... aaah... oh yeah...”  She moaned and babbled senselessly.  Her head was spinning from the waves of rapture that flooded her.

            Alex released her breast, despite her efforts to make him drink more.  “Now it’s your turn,” he growled.  “Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”

            Misty’s erotically-adled mind spent only a moment to decide.  “Make my boobs big,” she responded.  Another moment: “Turn me into your dream slut.”

            Alex dragged his tongue over the twin wounds, closing them while taking a final taste of her nectar.  “Time for you to drink,” he said as he pulled open his pants and kicked them off.  His cock was rock-hard, practically jumping towards her.  Misty slithered her way down his body.  Her nipples drew white-hot lines along his chest.  She paused over him, squeezing her B-cup breasts around his erection and sliding up and down.  “Last chance for a little titty-fuck,” she groaned.  “Then you get a biiiiig titty-fuck!”

            She wrapped her lips around the head of his dick and swirled her head back and forth around him.  Once his shaft was good and moist, she pistoned up and down, taking him as deep down her throat as she could handle.  The suction was exquisite, and Alex bucked in time with her strokes.  “Go baby, go baby,” he chanted.  He clawed at the cushions and thrashed his head back and forth.  His slaves had given him great blowjobs in the past, but none of them—not even Lauren—was as good as Misty.  He felt like she was singing to him.  She almost hummed, and the vibrations ran from her throat through his cock and into his core.

            “Go, go, go,” he urged.  “Gonna come for you...”  As Alex’s reactions increased, Misty’s pace picked up.  She tasted the first drops of his juice, and when his body tensed before the final burst, she threw her head down and turned on the suction.  Alex’s cum exploded into her, filling her mouth, pouring down her throat, and leaving her climaxing as well.  She swallowed and swallowed again, all the while keeping up the action on his slick rod.  If anything, she was more into it after he came.

            Alex was out of breath, and the sensations Misty’s oral ministrations were bringing on became more than even he could handle.  “Enough,” he panted.  “You’ve sucked me dry.”  Alex felt an unfamiliar weight on his chest after she let his now-spent dick fall from her mouth.  He opened his eyes and examined his lover.

            “So what do you think?” she asked.  Misty’s tits had blossomed into fantastic globes.  They were large, round and firm, almost floating in air without any support.  Of course, Misty couldn’t keep her hands off them, checking to see if they were real while also playing with her hyper-sensitve nipples.  “Do you like?”

            Alex thought it was the most beautiful, perfect set of breasts he had ever seen.  Misty had been a sexy vixen before.  Now she was a goddess.  “They’re gorgeous,” he said.  “You’re gorgeous.”

            “I love you,” Misty said tenderly.  “I never want to lose you again.”  She fell back on top of him, pressing her chest down on his as she kissed him passionately.

            “I love you too,” he responded, returning the passion.

            Misty noted something else stirring as they kissed.  Without stopping, she wiggled herself free of her shorts and panties, and slipped herself on top of his renewed erection.  She was well-lubricated, and she returned the favor of her recurring orgasms as her muscles clenched his cock deep inside her.

            He rolled them over, keeping himself inside her, and drove himself in and out of her.  In his weeks as a vampire, he had fucked and he had had sex.  But for the first time, perhaps in his entire life, he made love that night to Misty.  And also for the first time in a long time, he was content.

 

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