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Viktor's wrath was boundless; he condemned his only daughter to
death for consorting with a lycan.
But that was not the only reason he'd lost his mind with rage.
For as deep was his love for his daughter Sonia, the real reason was
Sonia was not the only vampire who had become enamoured of a lycan.
Lucian knew he was playing with fire; he loved Sonia but her father
was intoxicating. Whenever he was near, all Lucian could think about
was that powerful body, pinning him down and taking him hard.
The first time was before he'd even met Sonia; he'd seen Viktor and
the vampire had pinned him with those eyes and every cell in his
body had been on fire.
It was a gathering and the room was packed with vampires and lycans,
a celebration of Viktor's awakening; he'd felt someone's gaze upon
him. Hunger, need, and not just for blood; Lucian could smell it on
Lucian shook back his long hair as the vampire approached; the rest
of the room faded away as he stood within his aura.
"Lycan," hissed Viktor, his voice still hoarse from his centuries-
long slumber. "Your name?"
Lucian swallowed; lycans were not the equals of the vampires but it
wasn't unknown for the races to be involved sexually, and it seemed
to matter little whether the union was two men, two women or mixed.
They were a law unto themselves, and did what they wished. But for
such a powerful vampire to show an interest in a lycan was unusual;
the ruling class tended to keep to itself out of distrust.
But here was Viktor, the most powerful vampire in the world, and he
was looming over him, looking elegant and deadly and Lucian found
himself hardening in response. "Lucian, my lord," he whispered.
The vampire's eyes swept over him, and now Lucian was fully hard and
wondering why he was the focus of the man's attention. Those eyes
made him feel naked and wish he was. When Viktor's eyes rested on
Lucian's crotch and that elegant nose flared, the lycan knew he was
discovered. Pale eyes widened and an amused smile played about the
"Well, Lucian, I believe I wish to become better acquainted with
you. And, if I'm not mistaken, you feel the same way." Viktor leaned
forward, pinning the lycan to the wall without even touching
him. "My quarters, in one hour."
Then he was gone in a swirl of his cape, leaving Lucian stunned and
Lucian spent the next hour in a flurry of emotion and arousal; was
he to be a vampire's plaything? Yet his body betrayed him; he wanted
All too soon, he found himself standing outside the ornate double
doors that led to Viktor's private quarters. The guards had parted
dispassionately; no doubt they'd been informed of the vampire's
prospective guest. Lucian found himself blushing; the vampires knew
why he was there. But he knocked anyway.
The door opened silently, and Lucian hesitated but a moment before
walking through the doors into the room beyond.
If he hadn't been aroused before, the sight of Viktor lounging
decadently on his huge bed would have done it. But as he was already
rock hard, it only served to make him whimper under his breath.
"Lucian," Viktor murmured, and the way the vampire said his name
made the lycan's cock pulse. "Please come in." He gestured grandly
with his arm.
Hesitantly, Lucian inched forward into the room and started when the
doors swung shut behind him.
Viktor noticed this, and sat forward. "Please relax, my pretty
little lycan. I only wish to speak to you for now. Anything else
will be completely up to you, of course."
Lucian nodded, reassured despite the fact that he knew there was
very little he could do if the vampire decided he would take what he
wanted. Viktor was ancient, though he didn't look it, and was more
powerful than any being in the world.
And Lucian's body insisted on interpreting that power sexually.
With an amused smile, Lucian said, "Please sit down," indicating the
edge of the bed.
Lucian did so, feeling skittish but completely enthralled by the
"You're new." It wasn't a question.
"Yes, my lord, I was turned only six months ago." Six months of
adjustment, fear of himself and his changes. He'd finally started to
get a sense of who he was.
"Tell me, Lucian," Viktor purred. "Have you ever been with a
vampire?" The way he said it, Lucian knew exactly what he was asking.
"No, sir," Lucian answered, as steadily as possible.
Viktor nodded. "And yet your body tells me that you are quite
interested in me, or am I wrong?"
"You're not wrong, sir," breathed Lucian, eyes wide.
"Well, I find you very attractive, Lucian, but I will never force
you." Those eyes were fixed on him and he could think of little
"You wouldn't have to force me, my lord," Lucian said, though he was
"Good," said Viktor silkily, and motioned him closer. "Don't be shy,
my little one. I won't bite." He laughed at his own joke. A lycan
would not survive a vampire's bite.
Lucian paled a bit at this, but drew closer anyway. Viktor reached
out and ran a pale hand through the lycan's hair. "So soft, so
warm," the vampire marveled.
Lucian shivered but leaned into the touch, and when Viktor's hand
touched his neck he gasped. He'd expected the vampire to feel cold,
but it was as if Viktor's skin burned him.
"Closer," urged Viktor, sitting up and running his other hand up
Lucian's thigh. "Let me show you pleasure as you have never known..."
Closing his eyes, Lucian gave himself over, surrendering to the
vampire's touch. His clothes seemed to melt off of him, and suddenly
he was in Viktor's arms, naked, and those hands were everywhere.
Arching, Lucian moaned as Viktor expertly stroked his rock hard
cock. The vampire moved, and he was pressed to the huge bed by a
body made of white hot porcelain.
Still Viktor stroked him, and spread his legs apart, and Lucian
looked upon Viktor's body. If not for the fangs and the pale skin,
Viktor would have seemed just a man.
Until he touched him.
Hot, too hot, the vampire's touches seemed to be magnified on the
lycan's skin. The smallest caress sent pleasure shooting through
Lucian's body and soon he was on the edge of climax.
Just at the critical moment, however, Viktor released his hold on
Lucian's arousal, moving his hand lower to caress his entrance.
Lucian gasped and spread his legs wider as Viktor produced a sweet-
smelling oil from somewhere and dribbled it over his spread thighs.
Victor smiled as he circled Lucian's opening with one oiled
finger. "I see no one has told you of this."
"No, my lord," gasped Lucian without knowing without what the
vampire was saying but knowing the statement needed a response.
"No one has told you," the vampire repeated as he pushed one finger
inside Lucian and the lycan screamed with near-paralysing
pleasure, "Of the way it is between my kind and yours?"
Lucian shook his head, beyond speech now as another finger was added.
"Though our blood cannot mix," Viktor explained as he prepared the
lycan, "There are other connections. When we touch each other in
passion our ecstasy is magnified a thousandfold. This has been kept
quiet for the most part. For good reason."
Lucian could only lie back and gasp with pleasure. He had never
imagined anything could feel as good. He watched as Viktor smoothed
some oil on his own pale erection and positioned himself. "Do you
wish this, Lucian?" he asked formally.
"Yes, sir," the lycan moaned, and without another word, the vampire
thrust into him.
Pleasure so intense it bordered on pain made Lucian scream; Viktor
drove in again and again until the lycan was sobbing. This made sex
with mere mortals or lycans pale in comparison; Lucian really was
not sure how much more he could survive.
Viktor rocked faster now, burying himself in Lucian's body with each
stroke, building the pace, and when the vampire reached for the his
arousal, it was all over. With a scream that ravaged his throat,
Lucian climaxed so hard he couldn't even see.
A hoarse growl and a warmth inside him told the lycan that Viktor
had joined him in release, and the pleasure still went on.
Lucian actually lost consciousness, and when he woke, he was alone
in the huge bed.
To be continued...