Kureous

  It was a night like any other. I had just finished cleaning her room and was just about to leave when she called me.

  “Romanov,” Her voice was mesmerizing. I could listen to it forever and her naked body, glistening in the moonlight could drive any man insane.

  “Y-yes, dy Cassandra,” I answered, trying my best not to stare.

  “Why don’t you sleep here tonight?” She asked with an innocent look on her face, but I already knew where this was going, and I didn’t like it one bit. I can’t refuse her, though, I thought to myself as I began to mechanically remove my clothes, as was the custom during these nights.

  Allowing myself onto the bed, I tried to take advantage of the King-sized mattress to distance myself from her, but she wouldn’t give me such a luxury. She never did.

  “Come to us,” She ordered, and I had no choice but to obey. Inching ever closer, she drew me into a tight embrace, letting me feel the touch of her soft skin all over. My little soldier stood at attention and would probably remain like that throughout the night with no satisfaction or acknowledgment from her.

  I want to shove it in! I want to taste that forbidden fruit! Dark thoughts like these pgued me every single time, but I couldn’t act on them, so I’d suffer through a sleepless, agonizing night while she slept like an angel. At least, that was how it was supposed to go.

  “What has kept you from acting on your desires in the 300 years that we’ve done this? Are you afraid that we’ll kill you?” She asked out of the blue.

  “Y-yes, dy Cassandra,” I answered quite honestly.

  “Let us tell you a secret, Romanov,” She began. Secret? What is she talking about? “We wouldn’t,” she whispered into my ear before suddenly csping my dick in between her thighs.

  S-so soft! Her plump, meaty thighs were perfect. They were soft, firm, and warm, and she knew how to apply the right amount of pressure to drive me to the edge. I must be dreaming, I thought to myself, as I couldn’t believe my fortune.

  “Are you about to cum, Romanov?” She asked in a sultry tone of voice, and I suddenly stiffened up in fear. Maybe this was just another one of her games, I began to specute, bringing me close to release and never giving me the satisfaction I so desired. Thankfully, however, my specutions were wrong.

  “Ah!” I tried my best to hold on, but with a tight squeeze of her soft thighs, I couldn’t take it any longer and exploded all over them. S-so goood! I thought to myself, my mouth gaping wide open as fireworks went off in my brain like never before.

  “Do you understand now, Romanov? You are different from other Dhampir,” She began. “Our first creation. We love your white hair. We love your red eyes. We love your small frame. We love your great strength, second only to mine.”

  Before I could even process her words, she sealed my lips with hers and started kneading my dick in between her thighs again, not stopping this time no matter how many times I came. I didn’t want it to end. I wanted to experience that mind-numbing pleasure for as long as possible, but eventually, it twitched... and nothing came out. Seeing this, she finally let go, muttering, “Look at the mess you made,” as she inspected the sheets and her cum-soaked thighs. Ah, I’m getting hard again. “You’re going to clean this up, but first, you’ll accompany us to the hot spring.”

  “Y-yes, dy Cassandra.” I felt like I was entering something equally wonderful as it was frightening. My Queen’s love. How many enemies would I make for myself if this came to be known? I wondered, vowing to myself that night that I wouldn’t tell a soul about this. Little did I know that the Queen had other pns…