Chapter 614: I’m plenty relaxed **

Caius moved the hand he had on Athenodora’s side up until he was touching her boob as it spilled out the side due to her pressing herself against him. He stroked the breast through the material of her gown and it must have felt good because Athenodora groaned into their kiss and then she snapped her teeth down on his tongue.

There was sharp pain and Caius tried to muffle any cry as best he could. But even if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have been able to actually cry out all that clearly because Athenodora didn’t release his tongue and just pulled on it with her teeth, her fingers stroking at his scalp while gripping his hair ever so hard.

Caius got even harder so Athenodora’s weight pressing down on his cock, restricting its movement felt like torture. But he knew she was aware. If anything, his discomfort excited her.

Athenodora raised herself an inch or two, then landed back down hard, making Caius ache, but he refused to let out a pained groan and was filled with the desire for a get-back.

Caius got his chance when Athenodora released his tongue just so she could run her tongue across his cheek, taking in the taste of his skin and trembling with pleasure from it. After her lick, Athenodora leaned back, creating space between her and Caius’s upper bodies. Drawing back his arm from around her back, Caius took advantage of that space and placed his hand between their bodies.

Caius placed his hand over one of Athenodora’s breasts—the one he had stroked earlier—and he squeezed as hard as he possibly could.

"Ah!" Athenodora gasped, closing her eyes for a moment, then opening them to reveal such fierceness in her red orbs.

Caius stared right into those eyes, letting himself sink into their pull as she grabbed the neckline of Athenodora’s gown and pulled it down just enough for one of her tits to fall free. The same one he had grabbed very hard. Immediately the nipple was exposed, Caius grabbed it between his thumb and index fingers, pinching down hard and delivering about the same level of pain as Athenodora had subjected him to by biting his tongue.

"Mmm," Athenodora moaned and leaned her head away. At the same time, she yanked Caius’s hair and forced him to stare at the ceiling.

Caius tried to resist, not out of a real desire to free himself from his creator’s clutches but just to see if he could.

He couldn’t.

Athenodora was weakened by her curse and couldn’t exert herself for too long but even then, even without tapping into her Blood Reservoir, she was still stronger than Caius was.

While still keeping Caius’s head away so that he kept staring at the ceiling, Athenodora leaned in and bit his throat. A sharp pain revealed that Athenodora had used her fangs drawing Caius’s blood which she lapped up with delight.

"Come on," she whispered with a chuckle, "I know you can pinch harder than that."

She was right.

Caius could pinch harder and he did, eliciting louder groans from deep in his creator’s throat as she rocked herself against him, her body graceful and free-flowing like a leaf in the wind. It was a beautiful thing to witness and Caius was captivated by it. He took his hand off Athenodora’s ass and placed it on her waist and that proved to be the best location to truly appreciate the way she moved.

"You dance," he said, and was surprised at how breathless his voice sounded.

"What makes you say that?" Athenodora asked with a raised brow.

"Just an observation," he said.

There was just so much grace and flexibility and rhythm to her movement that it jumped to mind.

"I’ve dabbled," Athenodora said, "Live as long as I have and you get to pursue many passions."

"I know another dancer," Caius said thoughtfully.

"If we’re like this and you’re thinking about this dancer, I must assume it’s a woman?" Athenodora said with a smirk.

"One of my Professors at Lochxen," Caius answered.

"And you bring her up, why?" Athenodora asked and she nuzzled Caius’s neck in punishment and for another taste of his blood before she continued,

"Trying to make me jealous?"

"Ha ha," Caius laughed and Athenodora took her mouth off his neck to capture his lips again, instantly engaging his tongue in a tangle.

Athenodora moved her waist even more, undulating against Caius’s body and Caius’s mind was transported temporarily to when he danced with Cynthia at Lochxen. That seemed like so long ago.

When Caius snapped back to the present, he snapped back to some sensibility as well.

"Hmm, it seems to me like we’ve gotten carried away," he said amidst moans during the short period Athendora left his lips to attack his neck with her fangs.

"How so?" Athendora asked.

"You should be filling up that Reservoir and taking your trance-nap. This much exertion can’t be good for you," Caius said.

"Don’t treat me like an invalid," Athenodora laughed, "I have enough stored in my reservoir for this."

"You can’t seriously be considering wasting your reserves on—" Caius started but Athenodora cut in.

"Wasting it? By Nyx, you really must be impatient to get to that blood if you’re calling what we’re doing a waste. You being the horndog that you are," Athenodora said and then leaned her body against Caius until his back hit the floor for the second time that day,

"It seems I must teach you to relax."

"I’m plenty relaxed," Caius said through gritted teeth trying to keep a hold on lucid thinking but feeling himself slipping ever more surely into his more default state of lust.

Athenodora reached back and grabbed Caius’s hand on the small of her back and she moved it down until he was grabbing her ass again.

"I’ll be the judge of that," she said and released Caius’s hand, smiling as she felt him flex his fingers, copping himself a feel of her ample goodness.

Athenodora then raised herself so she was sitting slightly upright as she worked her hand down Caius’s front, undoing a few buttons so she could sneak her hand into his shirt and touch his chest.

Caius fondled Athenodora’s breast, pressing his palm against her erect nipple and working around in a way that made her bite her lower lip as she closed her eyes and moaned in delighted revelry. And then she moved back, sliding her ass off Caius’s bulge just so she could grab the buckle of Caius’s pants and undo it in a flash.

Caius let out a moan of relief that became a grunt of pleasure when Athenodora’s hand wrapped around his freed cock in a firm grip.

"Last time I saw this, I bit it," Athenodora said with a grin, "I quite enjoyed that."

"Did you? I couldn’t tell," Caius said sarcastically.

"Well, then allow me to express my delight much more clearly," Athenodora said and clenched even harder around the rod, tugging on it to draw a growl from deep in Caius’s throat.

As he growled, Caius dug his nails deep into Athenodora’s ass, the sharp pricks of pain got past the material of her gown and caused her to take in a sharp breath. At the same time, Caius released Athenodora’s breast from his grasp so he could use his claw to rip through her gown until it fell open, exposing her upper body to his hungry gaze.

Caius pulled himself upright and grabbed the back of Athenodora’s neck, pulling her in for a kiss charged with all the repressed desire for this that he had accumulated over the last week when he acted apathetic as she pressed against him and fed on him.

Athenodora’s tongue made to surge into Caius’s mouth but met his tongue halfway and they had a quick tussle that Caius won with ease so both of their tongues could retreat into Athenodora’s mouth where Caius retained control.

When they separated a few minutes later, Caius attacked Athenodora’s neck, biting down with human teeth as hard as he possibly could to which Athenodora directed her gasps of desire toward the ceiling while she stroked the rod still in her grip.

Athenodora’s strokes made Caius’s groan but he remained in control and every sound he made only served to drive Athenodora all the wilder with passion. And then, Caius wrapped his arm around her waist once again but this time, he didn’t do it to secure her against his body but instead, he did it to flip her around so it was her back on the floor for a change.

He took his teeth away from her neck so he could capture her lips in another ardent kiss and then, when he left those lips—making a point to bite down on her tongue and pull on it as she had done with his before—Caius went down to her throat, and then to her chest, nestling his face between her ample peaks.

Athenodora wrapped her arm around Caius’s shoulders, arching her back to thrust her chest at him and moaning encouragements to spur him on.