Amargo walked in a seductive way, swaying her hips as hard as she could, trying her possible best to make her back shape shake.
Blake as an allie would turn out to be incredible useful, she needed him on her said not working against her like the rest of his clan.
Amargo moved her now fresh soft baby skinned fingers touching Blake’s face as she held an intense glance with him. In a seductive tone, she told him.
Should I Let You On A Secret Blake?
Ever Since Our Daughter, Yours And My Flesh And Blood Azara Resurrected Me From The Brutal Claws Of Death That Held Me Strongly In His Tight Jaws, I’ve Had Only One Thought In Mind, And That Was To Be With You.
I’ve missed your venom, you scent, how your hands feel on my body, your lips Blake. I’ve missed every single thing about you, and what we shared.
She looks just like you Blake, and would have been your clone if only she were a man. I never meant to hurt you, the greed of power clouded by judgement, making me blind to a treasure like you. Words can’t describe how I feel, but this can.
Immediately Amargo crashed her lip on Blake’s, kissing him like her life depended on it. She let her tongue dance around his mouth fighting for dominance, and at the end she won.
Blake pulled Amargo by the neck, dragging her closer to himself, which brought warmth to his heart and body.
Having enough of her taking the dominance, he switched position, caging her with the wall and his body, as he tore her dress in two. His eyes darken on seeing her small standing breast in display. His tongue went over his upper fangs, preparing them to suck her blood, just like Amargo has always loved it. Getting drunk by a Vampires venom while having sex was bliss to Amargo.
Moving her head out of the way to have easy access to her neck, he buried his fangs in them, drinking her blood, and in return pouring his venom in to her.
Amargo’s pupils got lost in her eyes, she struggled to keep her eye lids open. She could feel the venom working, flowing through every vein and blood stream in her body. She felt good, horny, and most especially on top of the world.
Without giving a warning Blake, entered into her, filling her vagina with his cock, and using his hands to choke her.
They kept going like dogs on heat, relentlessly releasing breathless moans. Amargo whispered Blake’s name over and over again in his ear.
This made Blake proud and he displayed a wicked grin on his face, and continue on his mission in ravishing Amargos hunger.
At this point, this two were both dripping of sweat trying to fulfill their desire. Like earthquake, the cave shudder as the Vampire and witch had sex, and couldn’t conceal Amargos screams.
Esmeralda blinked her eyes lid twice, before opening them. She still felt tired and exhausted, but most especially heavy, as if something weighty laid on her body.
With great difficulty and with the help of her arms, she was able to get up to a sitting position. She was disheartened to see Vimdraolf already dressed gazing out the window, not even giving her any attention.
There was an awkward silence, Vimdraolf knew his mate was wide awake, but still didn’t spear her any attention.
Esmeralda raised higher the small rectangle fur her mate used in covering her. She was done with this quiet treatment, and was determined to do anything to get a reaction from Vimdraolf, either a good or angry reaction, at least it would be better than having his back faced to her.
She needed to think of something quick, sex was not an option, as Esmeralda was still very sore. When she saw his size, she couldn’t believe he could fix In the same hole that when she tried putting two of her fingers, it hurt her as hell.
Do You Have A Real Name?
Esmeralda knew Vimdraolf hated talking about his past, but she can’t understand or love him if she knows nothing about him. Everything she has heard about him were rumors, and those rumors depict him as an heartless terrible monster without conscience.
What is so bad about your past that you are so scared to say or face Vimdraolf?
Ignoring her words, Vimdraolf left the window moving to the door of the room, when he sensed a strange spirit and stopped in his track.
Esmeralda sat up straight, ready for the reaction she had expected from Vimdraolf, thinking that was the reason for his sudden stopping.
I’m Your Mate, You Can Talk To Me Vimdraolf!!
KEEP QUIET!!!
Vimdraolf replied back
Esmeralda was about to argue with Vimdraolf when the dark smoke coming in from the window made her swallow her words before they came out.
The dark smoke formed a teenage girl with no eyes, and with the face of an old woman.
Queen’s spirit stood in the middle of the room.
Vimdraolf knew this was the spirit of a dead being, and the only person strong enough to break the spell he had cast in the castle to prevent evil spirit’s was Amargo. This was her doing, and the dead child standing in front of them, was sent by no other person than Amargo, his formal master.
Esmeralda will not survive, mark my words, she shall die. She will take on herself the innocent bloods spilled by the hands of her mate, she shall drown in the tears of the thousands Witches burnt over the century. My sister’s shall resurrect and have their vengeance, and in the end Esmeralda Shall be sacrifice.
Those are the promises I Amargo supreme witch make to you this day. You shall mourn your daughter, your tears shall be endless like the stream. She will die in the hands of her mate right before your very eyes.