dandygrrrl

Chapter nineteen
Frank's eye blinked open to the feeling of Gerard kissing his stomach. Ever since Doctor Carden had said it was alright for them to have sex Gerard had been making up for it. He closed his eyes enjoying the sensation that Gerard’s lips and teeth were creating. He already felt on the brink of orgasm, but after what Gerard had done to him the night before it wasn’t surprising.

“You awake baby?” Gerard asked.

“Yes…” Frank moaned as Gerard nipped the inside of his thigh. He was exhausted but he so wanted Gerard to take him again. He lost count of how many times they did it last night; all he knew was that he started passing out only to come round to an even bigger orgasm.

“I’ve not got long till I have to be at work, but I’m sure I’ve got time to make my little Frankie come again,” Gerard grinned, flipping Frank over and parting his legs.
Frank moaned as Gerard pushed a couple of fingers into him, finding his sweet spot and rubbing against it, making him cry out as he came.

“Mmm, quicker than what I expected and you're still so wet from last night,” Gerard whispered before pushing his cock into his mate.

“Oh Gods, Gerard,” Frank moaned as Gerard pounded into him just the way he liked it, always hitting his spot.

Over and over Gerard rammed into him until he was seeing stars, he came again, crying out in pleasure and thought that if he came again he would surely die from ecstasy, but Gerard was still riding him. He wanted to scream he couldn’t take any more, but at the same time he didn’t want Gerard to stop.

Gerard suddenly growled like a wild beast before biting down on the back of Frank’s neck which pushed Frank over the edge again. He didn’t die. Rather, he blacked out and when he opened his eyes Gerard was cleaning him off.

He smiled blissfully as he shared a deep kiss with his husband, lying there grinning like a fool as he watched his masterful mate put his dominators uniform on.

He thought, and not for the first time, that if Gerard caused as much pain as he did pleasure, no wonder his name could put the fear of the gods into toys and slaves.

“Get some sleep sweetness,” Gerard whispered, pulling the blankets back over Frank. “Mikey and Gabe will be over soon.”

“Yes Gerard,” Frank smiled, pleasure still running through his body.

Gabe sat watching as Maggot scrubbed the fire place. He remembered it at school and he hated Stuart Harding even back then. In Gabe’s point of view, he was a cocky shit. He would watch as Stuart bullied other humans and as much as he hated humans he hated the likes of Stuart more.

He couldn’t help but think it was why vampires were so powerful. He had never seen a vampire bully another vampire. Even the weakest of their race was always looked out for.

He always remembered Maggot punching a human girl and something about it disgusted Gabe. Not that he had anything against a vampire hitting a human woman, but to him a human male doing it was like him hitting a fertile, and he would never truly do that. Sure he and Mikey would have their little role-playing games where Mikey nearly always got spanked, but he would never punch Mikey or want to truly hurt him. He didn’t know one vampire who would do that. Even if a vampire wanted to punish their mate, the punishment was always controlled. The fertile would never be any really danger.

“Scrub harder you shit,” Gabe spat before looking up when Mikey came in. He smiled fondly as Mikey sat on his knee.

“Princess there’s a free seat, you know,” Gabe laughed.

“I like sitting on you,” Mikey pouted then giggled as Gabe snaked his arm around his slim waist and pulled him in for a kiss.

“I like you sitting on me, but I'd rather have you underneath me, my dear,” Gabe said, licking the back of Mikey’s neck.

Mikey looked up to see Maggot looking at them and frowned slightly. He hated humans staring at him.

“Gabe, can you tell that thing to stop looking at me? It sort of creeps me out,” Mikey said.

“Maggot, stop looking at my mate. Scum, if it was up to me I would have killed you a long time ago, but I guess you’re pretty much begging for death,” Gabe spat, looking at Maggot with disgust as he turned and quickly started scrubbing again.

He looked up as Frank came into the sitting room. He still looked flushed from whatever Gerard had been doing to him the night before.

“Hi Frankie,’ Mikey smiled before asking “And how is my future niece or nephew doing?”

“The baby is doing fine, we can’t tell the sex yet, but Mike thinks the baby might be a vampire. I only need to get a little stressed and the baby gives off rage,” Frank said sitting down and rubbing his belly.

“What, already? You're only two months gone,” Mikey said, a little shocked.

“Yeah, Mike said the baby will grow into one mean son of a bitch,” Frank grinned, feeling proud that his baby was already being classed as a future sadist. “And this little vampire is going to look after his mommy,” Frank carried on half talking to Gabe and Mikey half talking to the barely visible bump.

“All vampires take care of their moms. As a kid I remember going to the mall with my mum and this human short of pushed her out of the way making her fall. He left the mall in a body bag and I was only ten at the time. Mind you, Dad said he wished I hadn’t killed him so he could have had his turn. Of course, now they wouldn’t be dead in less then five minutes, I always make them beg for death. Talking about begging for death how’s that thing, Doll.” Gabe said.

“Oh, I think she’s almost healed now. Dad wants to use her in a show. I told her this and you ought to have seen the fear in her eyes as I explained that dad wanted to make the show the best ever,”

“Well she would be scared, Zacky is a sadistic artist,” Gabe said.

“Yeah, dad is awesome.”