Samael had carried Charlotte out of the dining room and upstairs to his room where she now lay naked on his bed, her body bathed in perspiration and her silken, black hair spread out across his pillows. The vampire was lying naked between her legs, his head buried between her thighs as he licked and sucked her dripping wet sex until she came in his mouth while calling out his name. In time, Charlotte returned the favor, sucking his large cock while he fucked her mouth, almost gagging her before he shot his hot cum in her throat which she hungrily swallowed, feeding shamelessly off his orgasm.
Where Ender had been gentle and considerate, allowing her to set the pace and take control when she wanted, Samael was rough and exerted a primal dominance over her, forcing her into submission. Both brothers were well endowed with thick, long cocks that they knew well how to use to evoke the most overwhelming feelings of pleasure but she had been right about Samael the first time
Samael grinned broadly, not making any attempt at hiding it, "You did say to take care of her". His brother glared at him, his blue eyes glinting under the lights before sighing heavily and turning to look out the windows as he rubbed his hand over his face. The silver-haired vampire lounged lazily in the chair, one of his legs hung over the armrest and his head resting precariously against the back of the chair with his eyes closed. He was still wearing his long, black coat and his black shirt and pants remained smoothly pressed inspite of his exhausted appearance and disheveled hair. "Rough night?", Samael teased while his eyes shone with concern for his younger brother, who only clicked his tongue and gave him a brief wave of his hand to indicate that he was fine."The Mother Superior was possessed, I tried to save her.......", Ender's voice trailed off, without explaining further, with Samael, he knew he didn't have to. Samael watched him, not saying anything as he
Sébastien lay on his side, looking out the windows at the night sky as a faint breeze gently stirred the curtains and whispered softly through the room. Something had woken him, a feeling of deep foreboding gripped him and he knew that something had happened to his brother. He pushed himself up and sat on the edge of his bed, settling his legs on the floor as he ran a hand through his long, silken hair. He closed his eyes and cleared his mind, focusing his thoughts on Zeke until he could sense him through their shared blood bond. He drew in a sharp breath at the sudden feeling of pain that ebbed and flowed through his body, he was burning. Something was tight around his neck, burning through his skin and spreading like poison. He was struggling to breathe, his chest growing tighter and tighter with each labored breath. His wrists and ankles were bound with chains that bit at his flesh and burned him, the putrid stench of his own burning flesh filling him with nausea.&n
When Charlotte awoke later that morning, she spent the day in the library, researching Amahl, the king of the night demons. The vampires had an impressive library filled with books relating to every topic about the occult and supernatural and she spent the rest of the day reading everything she could find about Amahl and the night demons. She was so engrossed in her research that she didn't realize that it was already evening until Harris came to inform her that dinner was being served in the dining room. Entering the dining room, she found both Ender and Samael already seated, their eyes following her as she walked to take her seat. Feeling self-conscious and awkward, being in the presence of the vampires after having had sex with both brothers, she kept her eyes lowered and remained silent while eating her dinner. "How is your research going, sweet Charlotte?", Samael inquired, a sly smirk on his face. "Very well, actually, but I still have much to discover", she answered truthfu
Charlotte was startled awake but she didn't know by what, she lay on her back staring up at the ceiling thinking about nothing in particular. A soft thud at the window drew her attention and she turned on her side to get a better look. She heard it again and sat up, rubbing her eyes as she strained to see the cause of the noise. The third time she heard it, she climbed out of bed and padded silently across the floor to the window. The moon was full and bright, its radiant light casting a warm bluish hue over everything below. Narrow beams of moonlight penetrated through the open curtains and Charlotte parted the curtains wide inviting more light to spill into the room. She stood in front of the window, staring at the balcony outside when movement from the corner of her eye caught her attention. She gasped, feeling her breath catch in her throat as her eyes focused on the figure standing at the very edge of the small balcony. He was half concealed by shadows and he was so still that