They spent the day learning about each other, their childhoods, their dreams and fantasies. Tomas even shared the night of his conversion, when he had been a naïve boy of twenty-three walking alone in dark woods that not even animals frequented. All it had taken was the one bite on his shoulder from the large dark creature and his life had been changed forever. Four centuries later, he still looked the same age, unable to age, unable to die from natural causes. He was a rapid healer; not even seemingly mortal wounds affected him much. His sex drive had also increased, to match the bloodlust of the wolf. This is the reason why he had avoided society all these years. He proved this four times that day before nightfall, leaving Candace aching, pleasantly sore, and completely sated.
He had learned of her strict upbringing and sheltered life. Homeschooled throughout high school, she hadn't met a man who wasn't family until she was eighteen. She had finally given that man her virginity on her nineteenth birthday, only to watch him leave her two months later. Two more lovers, all as equally unsatisfying, had turned her to her toys and little forays into the forest for privacy to use them. Tomas just couldn't believe how little modern men seemed to care for women's pleasure or feelings. Even whores were treated better then that by gentlemen in his old life. But, then again, chivalry was dead.
They spent the early evening cuddled in each other arms, hands sliding over the other's bodies lightly, exploring lazily. He almost hated to have to leave her, wanting to stay right there, her slight little weight on his lap, her head tucked against his shoulder as if it belonged there. Finally, when he didn't think he could postpone any more, he kissed her deeply, unconsciously getting rough in his nearness to his change. She sighed softly, enjoying the kiss, knowing what it meant. So instead of clinging to him like she so desperately wanted to, she slid off his lap and watched him leave. Then, she latched the door behind him, closed and locked the shutters and banked the fire.
Turning on a small lamp, she retrieved Dark Submission and continued her reading. She took her time, reading it slowly, drinking the words in as she let her imagination play out the scenes. After two or so hours of this, she was squirming in her seat, her arousal at her mental images and the words she read so voraciously making her soaking wet. She ached with need and couldn't help but slip her hand under the shirt tails and throw one leg over the side of the chair, opening herself to her light touch. Turning her attention back to the story, she tried to make herself cum with the submissive in the book, who's Master was taking her tight little ass with his large thick cock as her pussy was plugged with an equally large vibrator. But after ten minutes of trying, she groaned softly. Her fingers just weren't enough.
Standing up, she set the book aside and shed her shirt, walking towards the room where her things were stored. Grabbing her bag, she headed back towards the chair, grinning a bit in anticipation. She knew exactly what she could do to get the feelings she needed. Sitting on the chair, she draped both her legs over the arms, which opened her wide. She tilted her hips up as she leaned back as much as possible, exposing her asshole and pussy to her fingers as she used her own juices to lubricate the little crinkled star. Biting her lip, she grabbed the book again and pressed her finger slowly into her ass, feeling the slight burning cramp as her ring stretched to accept the invader. She flipped back a few pages, back to the beginning of the scene and started reading again. Before long, she had two fingers buried in her ass to the second knuckle, thrusting hard and fast just like the master in the book. Propping the book on one thigh, she continued reading, even as her fingers searched for her dildo, feeling her pussy burn to be filled. Finding it finally, just before the master added a third finger and making his submissive squirm in pained pleasure. She buried it deep into her pussy with one quick hard thrust as she added the third finger to her own ass. The full feeling made her almost cum right there and she bit back a moan of pleasure, her face full of color and desire, her eyes greedily and hungrily devouring every word on the page.
A few more thrusts into her sopping pussy with the dildo and she was on the brink of orgasm, trembling with the effort to hold it back. Pulling it free, she whimpered, almost giving into her body's demands to return it, but the book was at the point where he was shoving his cock into her ass, and Candace wanted to keep on pace with them as much as possible. Following the master's example, she removed her fingers, flexing the sore digits as she placed the pussy juice coated dildo at her slightly stretched hole. Taking a deep breath, she let it out, relaxing as much as possible as she shoved the dildo deep in one hard fast thrust. Her scream of pain and pleasure filled the small cabin as she came hard, even as her ass burned and cramped in a way it hadn't since her first forays into anal play.
