Brothers

William Cont.



William stalked the large room. Still in his monstrous form yet fully able to control himself. Seeing Markus fuck their enemy again was too much for him to watch once more… As much as he would have enjoyed it. He wondered if Markus would have reverted back to his human form upon request. It would have been much more enjoyable essentially watching himself dominate the deadly vampiress. Perhaps he would parade as Markus for a time, if his brother allowed.



As though knowing he was being dwelled upon the vampire Lord appeared. Slowly and almost effortlessly William reverted back to his human form, naked and pale. “Brother, can all of your offspring do this?”



“I can not answer that, Markus. I do not wait around long enough after a kill.” Markus nodded and left the room. It was moments before he returned dragging something alone with him.



It was a woman. William shivered as Markus shoved her forward with an easy flick of his wrist. The human woman fell too her knees. William actually took a few steps back from her. Was this actually happening? Markus didn’t seem to notice his unease. She was gagged and her wrists were bound behind her back. “I must know. Bite her… and do whatever else you like.” With that Markus was gone from the room but William barely noticed, he could only stare at the female. She was muscular and dark. Her hair, although quite in a disarray, was a long, dark braid hanging down her back. Dark eyes stared at him, wide and uncertain. He took a step toward her and she leaped to her feet.



William instantly stilled, ready to attack. He couldn’t help it. She smelled like prey. He tried to force away the instinct. She didn’t just smell like prey. She smelled like a female. He could not remember the last time he had taken a woman and certainly he had never done it in human form. At least he couldn’t remember doing it in human form. She tried to say something from behind the gag. Slowly she leaned toward him. Surely she could not think him a prisoner seeing how he was the exact copy of her captor? Certainly she didn’t understand anything that was going on around her. William reached out about to removed her gag when suddenly she jerked her head back and kicked him. Her bare food connected hard with his jaw and actually turned his head to the side. Without waiting to see the affects of her kick she bolted toward the exit and promptly found her way fully blocked by a hard body. William’s body. She fell back in shock, her eyes wide and turned back to make sure it was him and not his twin. Visibly shaking she faced him, somehow prepared to fight for her life… If her life was what he wanted. It wasn’t.



Mane screamed into the gag as he charged toward her. She went down under a painful tackle. He landed on top of her and began tearing at her clothes which to her surprise came off in pieces. She could not even believe this was happening to her. Kidnapped off the street corner by a bunch of freaks, tied up and left in a dark room for hours and then thrown into a room by evil twin number one to be raped by evil twin number two. Already her mind was closing up…



William ripped at her clothes until she completely naked and bared to him. His eyes roamed over her breasts then his hands followed suit. She jerked away from him but he was pinning her legs. Never had felt anything like the intensity of his hard-on, centuries in coming. He pried her legs apart like they were no more than two twigs blocking his way. She cried into the gag as he humped her, rubbing his dick against her in anticipation, bruising her flesh.



William was still naked from his change and he fumbled as he tried to find his way into her. How long had it been? Centuries… Suddenly her scream pierced his ears making him wince. The gag had come loose as he pushed the tip into her. He was shaking nearly as hard as she and suddenly he growled in her face. Brown eyes met his as his iris’s expanded to swallow up the whites of his eyes. She squeezed her eyes shut, screaming like she had never screamed in her entire life. He opened his mouth and roared in her face baring two sets of long k-9’s. Her head fell back, limp as he shoved fully into her, his body bucking with the intensity. It was too much. He had forgotten how good it felt. Within seconds he was ramming against her as he came, howling out his pleasure. She had nearly been unconscious but then he sank his fangs into her right shoulder, ripping flesh and hitting bone, loving the blood than rushed into his mouth.



The sudden burning pain brought her back and she was fighting again as he calmed down. He let her escape loving the feel of her pussy as she pulled away. She scrambled to the wall and cowered there, her chest heaving as she watching him. He remained where he was, on all fours, muscles bulging, his thick red hair hanging over his shoulder as he panted, his barely sated dick hanging between his legs still wet with her blood. There he waited, half hoping she would not turn so he could take her again…