She stood in silent admiration worshiping the god splayed before her. The bunched muscles of his shoulders twitched as his heavy chest rose and fell with each one of his easy breaths. The roped forearms melted into two large, firm masculine hands resting on his naked powerful thighs. He was hairless just as her. Smooth skin stretched over swollen mounds of flesh beneath.

            She envied his calmness as much as she despised it.

            His abdomen flexed revealing their sleek design. “Come to me, Ula. I am going to come just watching you look at me like you want to feed from me.”

            Ulalume shifted nervously in her stance and gathered her hands together. “What if I do?” She whispered.

            “What?” He teased.

            “I know that you heard me.” She pulled the white cotton panties down her shapely thighs. They were soaked just as she thought they would be.

            “I heard you, just wasn’t sure if you were serious.”

            “Would you like that?”

            He shifted on the cushion, obviously uncomfortable with the topic. “I don’t know, Ula. I mean...have you ever fed from someone before?”

            She felt more naked than ever before. Her hands naturally moved to cover the most intimate parts of herself. “No.” She kept her gaze on the floor.

            “How about you let me think it over. It causes things to happen, Ula. I haven’t been fed from in ages and it might spark the blood lust in me again. I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you.”

            Her head gave a slight nod releasing several long strands of hair to curtain her expression. “I see. I just thought that since...I mean since I, oh well. My mother told me about when two people are bonded they...well, they take from each other. I understand if you choose not to. I guess I bonded you without you knowing and it would only make sense that you wouldn't want to."                          

            Grigori reached out and grabbed her dangling arms. With one quick pull she was straddling his lap and he was buried deep in her warm channel. She didn’t even have to move. His strong hands cradled her round ass to lift her up and down on his long shaft.

            “Is this what you wanted?” His husky voice teased her earlobe.

            She could barely comprehend what he was saying, let alone answer him. Her response came out only as a grunt. 
    Grigori drew his lips into a smug smile and proceeded to continue his assault on her starving pussy. Starving is exactly how it felt devouring his steely cock. It sucked with its wetness to draw the full length in with her ascent only to release it and caress it with the descent. The sensation was maddening, riding on torture. The most delightful rapture.