Twenty Seven

  I was lying on a soft couch, with an open book in my hand. My eyes moved from left to right, enjoying a tale of debauchery. Some of my retives enjoyed writing, and chronicled many tales of family gatherings. The story itself was filled with descriptive moments, and veiled gossip. It was nice to rex, and let myself be free of responsibilities.

  The library was empty, save for me. The light glowing from the tall, wide windows was a dreary gray. Perfect weather to stay in, which was most of the time. After so much travelling, it was nice to just stay in and read a good book. But my mind began to drift.

  I put the open book down on my chest. I stared at nothing as my mind wandered. Occasional moments filled my floating thoughts, thinking about yesterday and st night. My mind was surprisingly clear, having drained my balls into my sister and aunt. A sigh floated up from my lips. I always knew I was a depraved monster. When I embraced it, it freed me. It was also nice to know, I wasn’t the only one. My mother and aunts had returned from the dream nds. I could see, their return enhanced their inner desires. Any previous walls or decorum, was shattered when they returned from the dead. They were free to be what they always were, what they always wanted. It soothed my spirit to know that, but my cousins, and half-sister were a different matter entirely.

  Thinking about Beth, Dana, and Theo, they had all embraced who they were. They were still alive, and wanted nothing more than keep enjoying this life we made. It was perfect, for monsters like us. A blood coven where you could have anything you wanted.

  Now, many family members from my father’s side were waking up to what we have made. They wanted to join us, either out a hunger for power, to become the chosen who are rewarded by the dark gods, or to simply be on the winning side. It mattered not, in that respect. As long as they bent their knee and will to me, submit to me blessing their throats, I didn’t care what their motivations were. If they joined the coven, they would be under my power. I wasn’t sure they knew that yet. It was a secret we would keep until they tasted my unholy seed.

  I continued to star at nothing, wondering, how far I could go? I enjoyed my power. I enjoyed loving my family as they loved me. Would it all turn to dust when I achieved my goals? I know the dark gods were honorable to those who served them. I would serve them for eternity, and they would reward me, but what happened after that?

  A small smile appeared across my lips. I already knew the answer. In a conquered realm, I would enjoy the fruits of my bor as I do now. Power hungry souls don’t often see beyond their own desires, but I know my desires. I know the outcomes of my actions. It was simple, and direct. I would indulge my desires and urges, until I faded away to nothing. For many, they would a sick and depraved paradise. For me, it would simply be paradise. It would be home.

  My thoughts shifted again to my family here. My urges and hunger grew once again. I was having so much fun, just allowing myself to be free and rexed, of course I wanted more. Lewd thoughts whipped at my mind, wondering if Theo and I should just have our way with Aunty Violet? She was fun, and I enjoyed her submission to Theo. It was thrilling to watch it. Beth was having fun too, coming so many times, we both lost count. Her mind dripped with ecstasy and bliss, she became a primal thing, caught in the waves of paradise. It made me want to go to her room, and wake her up with a good spanking.

  My cock grew harder at the thought. When I was about to sit up enjoy more of the morning, the library door opened, and Dana stepped in.

  My cousin was dressed in a simple, short dark blue dress. A small purse hung from her slender shoulder. Her lithe form walked toward me, a small smile on her lips. When she reached the edge of the couch, she looked down with warm, hungry eyes.

  “Mission successful?” I asked as I looked up at her.

  Dana nodded as she sat down on the edge of the couch, her butt touching my hip.

  “I picked up enough candy to keep us happy and rexed a long time,” she said.

  I gave a small nod. “I do have to ask, do you need it, or want it?”

  Dana kept her small smile. “I don’t need it, but I like to want it. I just want to make sure you’re happy.”

  “I am happy,” I smiled.

  “Good, I like to keep you happy,” she said, before a shadow touched her eyes. “I must admit, the st two years scared me over a dozen times. I love our work, but there are still dangers. I do love being here, safe from the outside world. But I need you in my life. I need you to keep your promise.”

  I smirked. I reached over and put my hand over hers.

  “I will always be here to take care of you. The forces of light have tried to kill me, but they failed every time.”

  I slowly sat up, taking the book with my other hand, and pcing it open on the back top edge of the couch. I turned and sat beside my beautiful cousin, keeping my hand on hers.

  “I get a hint you need more than words to convince you.”

  Dana bowed her head slightly to me. “I always do. It’s a sickness, needing to know you will be there, watching over me. Knowing that you need me, use me. It makes me happy.

  “I have always loved you, but I never dreamed we would be like this. I always thought we would love each other from afar. My mother, didn’t tell us the truth about our family, until she returned from the dead. Now that I know, I never want it to end.”

  I looked at her, seeing a gleam filling her eyes. “What can I do to help you be happy?”

  Dana lifted her head and looked at me with wet eyes. “Treat me like I am yours. Praise me as you fuck me. Make me behave. Be as disgusting as you want to be to me, because I see myself as disgusting. It…turns me on when you treat me like sve, and a princess.”

  My eyes softened. “Dana, I saw your mind, your inner soul when we cemented our bonds that fateful night. But it only hinted at your true self. Why are you telling me now? What changed?”

  My cousin lowered her gaze. “Last night, as I was meeting old friends, it reminded me of those lonely times before coming to you. Older men paid to love me, treat me like I was theirs. My father was too spineless to do what I wanted. I know I can be mean, but it intimidates many people, so I just do it. It can be fun. I do enjoy torturing Theo, and anyone else who wants it, but deep down, I want to be special to someone.”

  Dana looked away. “You show Beth a lot of attention. I get jealous sometimes. I know she’s our half-sister. It makes me mad that we are just cousins.”

  I squeezed her hand. “Dana, we can be anything we want to be.”

  I looked down at our hands. “I’m sorry I haven’t been more attentive to you.”

  Dana sighed. “I just want to be yours sometimes. I want you to say nice things, and use me. I don’t care if anyone else is there, I just want to know, I’m special to you too.”

  My heart sagged in my chest. I had to admit to myself, I often thought she only wanted to torture Theo and Beth most of the time. She wasn’t like that with me, and now, she was telling me her deepest desires.

  I wasn’t taking care of her, and she needed that, more than anything.

  I leaned back on the couch. “Will you stay and keep me company for a time?”

  Dana looked at me, and gave a sad nod. She leaned back and partially turned to me. Our bodies were touching, and I put my arm around her shoulders.

  “Tell me about your night,” I said as our bodies warmed to the touch.

  Dana looked at me with sheepish eyes. “It was fine. When I was back at my hotel room, I thought about you, a lot. I wished you were there, with me.”

  “Did you take anything?”

  Dana shook her head. “No. It’s not fun when you’re by yourself.”

  I nodded as I squeezed her shoulder. “When you thought of me, what did you think about?”

  Her eyes slowly blinked, pink coloring her cheeks. “Many things. Honestly, I did touch myself a little, thinking about you.”

  I gave her my full attention. “Oh? That’s my girl.”

  Dana nodded as her hips moved slightly. The blue dress began to ride up a little, revealing more of her thighs.

  “I like to be your girl. It makes me happy,” she said softly.

  I reached down with my other hand, touching her thigh. It was soft, my fingers sliding down a little. I kept her close to me, my gaze wandering to her body. The dress hugged her. She was slender, but not in an unhealthy way. She had small breasts, and a small butt. She had a thin waist, but my gaze moved to her lips. Countless times she sucked my cock with that mouth, and she was very good at it. She even had a technique that made me come quickly. My own urges began to rise as I thought about her sucking on me, but we had more than enough time to enjoy that. I wanted to make her feel special, and loved.

  My hand slid up between her thighs a little.

  Dana continued, “I thought about you holding me down. You pushing your cock into me, calling me your little cumslut. I was very wet, picturing you taking me, and I couldn’t stop you.”

  “I’m gd you know,” I said with a wicked smile. “But, know this, you are very special to me.”

  Dana blinked as her cheeks remained pink.

  I leaned in closer, eyeing her like she was the only woman for me. “It makes me happy to know you belong to me, but sometimes, I need more. Show me how you touched yourself, like a good girl. You want to be my good girl, right?”

  Dana silently nodded and bit her lip. Her hand moved, sliding down between her parted thighs. Her fingers brushed mine as she moved under the hem of her short dress. When she touched herself, she let out a heated gasp.

  I looked down, the tips of her fingers just out of view, under the lifted dress. But the way they moved, I could tell she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her hand and fingers moved in a rhythmic motion. I could hear a faint wetness, as she rubbed her clit. Hips moved slightly, Dana moving like a snake to a snake charmer.

  “That’s my girl,” I whispered. “Does it make you happy to touch yourself for me?”

  Dana nodded as she bit her lip.

  “Speak up, my cumslut.”

  “It does feel good. I like to show you how much you mean to me.”

  I stayed close, keeping my hand on her inner thigh as she massaged her clit.

  “Our family is important to us, but you’re very important to me. I think about you, and sometimes, I get very hard.”

  Dana let out a soft moan as she continued to massage her clit.

  “I enjoy when you please me. I enjoy seeing you on your knees, sucking my cock like my good girl. It makes me happy, but when your sad, I’m sad.”

  My fingers moved under her dress. I touched her wet fingers, helping her to rub her clit a little deeper. A low moan dripped from her parted lips. Her eyes fluttered as I controlled the tempo. We slowed down together, rubbing her deep and slow. Wetness surged against our fingers as her hips moved.

  I put my lips close to her ear, watching her as she was losing herself to the moment.

  “You can sit on my p, anytime you want. You can suck my hard cock when it’s not buried in your tight pussy.”

  Dana let out a louder moan. She moved her head, and rested it against my neck.

  “Do you mean it?” she asked with a whisper.

  “I do. You’re mine, and you’re beautiful.”

  Dana’s lips remained parted as she sucked in air. Her eyes fluttered as I was close to her, over her, moving her finger slowly on her engorged clit. My words were the incantations she needed, and she was falling deeper into the velvet glow.

  I tapped into her mind with my power. I saw and felt everything she was feeling. She focused on my touch, my words, and my body heat. She felt small to my power. She was eager to please, but a small side of her wanted to sh out. She wanted to be a brat, but wouldn’t dare, not wishing to stop my praise.

  I decided to py deeper into her fantasies.

  “I know you can be a brat at times. It makes me angry, and all I want to do is punish you. When you act up, I will do as I please, but now, you’re being such a good girl, it makes me happy. I’m so hard, all I can think about is making you sit on my p.”

  “I try to be good,” she whimpered as she was getting closer to climax.

  “I know you can be, at times. I enjoy when you’re good.”

  “I want to touch your cock,” she hissed.

  “You can. Go ahead, pull it out. I want you to see, and feel, how much I adore you.”

  Dana removed her hand from between her legs. I continued to rub her clit as she reached for my pants. She deftly pulled down my zipper. Her hand reached in and touched my throbbing cock. She moaned as she pulled it out. It stood under its own power, but she continued to hold it, stroking it a little as she licked her lips.

  “Your hand feels so nice,” I whispered.

  “You feel so good. I can feel how hard you are.”

  “Be my good girl. Make me happy. Sit on my cock.”

  Dana didn’t hesitate. She stood up, my hand falling away from her slit. She lifted her dress over her hips, and faced away. I looked at her ass, seeing wetness drip down her inner thighs. She bent over and sat down. The head of my cock touched her slit, and was quickly engulfed by her pussy. Warmth spread around my cock as she slid down, inches filling her. When she reached the hilt, she leaned back against me, small moans dripping from her parted lips.

  My hand snaked around, and I resumed rubbing her clit. She whimpered as her body betrayed her. She moved slowly, inches of my cock appearing, and disappearing in her tight slit.

  “There you are, my proper girl. You squeeze my cock just right.”

  “Thank you, Sir,” Dana said with a breathy exhale.

  I liked what she called me. Sir was nice. I didn’t have to be her daddy, just her lover and caretaker. She was mine, to do as I please. How easily we forget. The simple pleasures are often the best. My Dana needed attention. My Beth needed me to be her brother, and father. My cousin Theo needed me to his brother, and friend. I needed to be the bond that held them all together. To be a Sir to Dana, meant I needed to oversee her, and her well-being. It was a reminder that I wouldn’t forget.

  Wetness continued to surge from our intimate connection. She was lost to the throes of loving passion. I was hard as a stone, making my dear Dana happy.

  “Good girls are rewarded. Bad girls are punished.”

  “I want to be good, but sometimes, if I disappoint you, I need you to fuck me until I learn my lesson,” Dana said with breathy truth.

  “Don’t worry, you will be fucked into submission, but right now, you make me very happy. You’re so tight, and loving. I want to bury my cock in you. I don’t care if you want it or not.”

  “I know, Sir. I will be a good slut to you. I will never say no. I’m your property. I don’t have a voice,” dana whimpered.

  “Always remember, you have a voice to me, when you’re good to me. And right now, you’re very good to me.”

  Heat fshed from Dana. Her head lolled back, as a primal moan escaped her lips. Her eyes rolled into her head as her body shuddered hard. She squeezed my cock like a vice, moving on it with loving need. Wetness surged again, dripping between us, and soaking into my pants.

  “Messy little slut,” I whispered as I held her close.

  “I’m your messy slut, Sir,” she said in a faraway daze.

  “Yes, you are.”

  Dana shuddered again. Her entire body trembled as a sea of exploding stars filled her soul. It bsted her nerves to gss, and she let out a silent whimper, unable to gather a coherent thought.

  I enjoyed having her on my cock, enjoying herself. I wasn’t the only one who needed loving care. It quickly dawned on me that everyone in our blood coven needed special care. We were all stressed with following the dark god’s desires. We needed time to heal, and love each other.

  “It’s okay, be lost to the moment. I will be here, holding you close to me. And when you finish, I will come in you, so you can feel my love dripping from your cunt,” I said with a loving tone.

  A tear streaked down her cheek from closed eyes. She whimpered trough her orgasms. I helped her along, bouncing her on my p. I smiled as she moaned, knowing I was making her very happy.