Page 30 of Alaric's Hidden Gem

Alaric

I smothered the grin that almost broke out when her back straightened, and an indignant look flashed across her face, but it vanished as she turned away from me to finish her food. The necklace was made for her, but she made it come alive. It was the equivalent of the human wedding ring as far as I was concerned. Most of my bite marks had cleared up, and I was sure she felt better since I’d taken it a little easier on her after her ovulation period.

I leaned over and poured her some coffee.

“Thank you, Master,” she said in between chewing.

It made me wonder how much her appetite would increase and if she would have food cravings. I’d looked up many pictures of a baby's growth and pregnant women. The thought of Gemma having a big round belly carrying my seed and with her tits full of milk made my dick hard.

“How do you feel?” I asked as she reached out for the mug.

She looked at me suspiciously.

“I feel better now that I’ve eaten and had some fresh coffee,” she said before sipping more coffee.

“That’s good,” I said before using my speed to run into the house and get some lube and nipple clamps.

I smiled down at her as she was still taking her sip of coffee. Her blood made me feel invincible. I could take Christian on with great ease. She swallowed her mouthful of coffee.

“Why do you have that expression on your face, Master?”

“I don't know what you mean,” I said, taking her coffee from her and putting it on the table.

“Oh, no,” she whispered.

I pulled her onto her feet and pulled her dress over her head. Once I threw it on the sofa, I tugged at her until we were in the sun.

“You're going to bend over the wall once I've decorated your pretty nipples,” I said, inspecting her skimpy white lace thongs.

The wall was smooth and rounded at the top, so nothing would damage her skin. I pulled the gold-chained clamps out of my pocket and clipped one on her nipple. Her sharp intake of breath was a good indicator of how much she would love this. The tassels were made of gold chains and black beads. I wrapped the chain around her neck so it crossed over at her front and clamped her other nipple. The tiny clamps around her nipples looked painful. Gemma was trying to breathe through the pain when I picked her up and sat her on the wall.

“You didn't thank me for your new collar,” I said as I tugged on the chains of the nipple clamps until her eyes watered and she gasped at the pain.

Her nipples looked pretty adorned with the chains. I slid my arm around her back so she didn't tumble off the wall and down the steep edge. My mouth latched onto her tortured pink nipple, and I sucked it several times, gently tugging at the clamp. Her arms gripped my shoulders as she groaned.

“I’m sorry, Master, please take them off,” she cried, digging her nails into me. “Please.”

I kissed the plump flesh above her nipple before I sucked on her other nipple. My tongue lashed at her nipple back and forth until she writhed on the wall. I pulled back to see the wet pink flesh squashed in the little clamp.

“As prettily as you beg, they stay on until I've fucked your ass,” I said as I pulled her off the wall only to bend her over it.

“Thank you for my new collar, Master,” she moaned, trying to appease me.

“You’re welcome, my beautiful fuck slave,” I said, looking at her pretty thong-clad ass.

I pulled the lube out of my pocket and flipped the lid open before I yanked the thin lace material away from her ass.

“Spread your legs for me,” I said as I squeezed the clear liquid over her asshole.

She shuffled her feet until there was enough space for me to stand between her legs. I used my middle finger and pushed it into her tight asshole. I pulled my finger out, leaving the tip inside, but added more lube to it before I shoved it back inside her.

“Oh,” she gasped as her asshole tightened around my finger.

“Did you miss my cock in this hole?” I asked as I added more lube to my second finger.

My dick was rock hard as I began to slide my second finger into her straining asshole. Once both fingers were inside, I began to fuck her ass with them. I shoved the lube back into my pocket and reached for her breasts to torture her nipples.

“I asked you a question,” I said, shoving my fingers deep inside her ass.