Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Caius took his hand from Anne's backside, stroked across the outside of her leg until he was sliding into the cover of her skirt and stroking the insides of her thighs, and making his way across the moist surface toward her panty-covered mound.

Anne groaned as she felt the journey of Caius's fingers and age began to rock forward and back on her desk top, almost as though she wanted to get her pussy to him and complete the journey he was taking so long to make.

Caius smiled against her breast as he felt her actions and understood her intentions. In a few seconds, his finger touched her pussy lips still covered by the flimsy material of her underwear. It was slick with her juices and made his strokes feel so direct due to how thin it had become.

Soon though, Caius pulled it aside and touched his fingers to Anne's pussy directly.

And that was it.

It was just as she had felt when he touched her breasts directly for the first time and when he placed his lips on her shoulder for the first time; She truly had herself thinking this might have been the first time she had ever had her pussy touched.

Nerve endings were zapped to action, sending sensations of feeling and pleasure all over Anne's body in ways and degrees she never, ever thought possible.

It only took the first and lightest touch to her pussy to have Anne letting out the deepest and most guttural groan she had ever produced as she was struck with her second climax of the day.

It was just as it had promised to be; It was even greater than the First. The first being one that had blown every other climax out of the water and shown her she really just might have never felt a true orgasm.

Anne arched her back, thrusting her breasts even harder against Caius's suckling and touches, and was practically raging as she was wracked with that intense pleasurable release. The muscles of her snatch spasmed and tightened, completely overtaken by delight, and the production of juices was increased threefold.

She was firing it out in squirts that were able to fly better since the panty cover had been pulled aside. Caius's lightly stroking fingers didn't block the release, but they were bathed in the juices.

While Aylin was still climaxing, Caius's suckling of one of her breasts and the kneading and squeezing of the other one never paused. In fact, they increased in intensity as he wanted to help her ride that delicious wave till its end.

Right when she was nearing the peak of her orgasmic moment, Caius's lightly stroking fingers took more active action and stroked upward to touch against the bundle of nerves that was Anne's clit.

What happened next can be described as a lengthening of an ongoing Orgasm to increase its duration but Anne Gilligan saw it differently.

She felt a third climax arrive and she experienced it simultaneously with the second one that was nearing its end. It was really the only description that she would accept and made sense to her.

Very few locations on Anne's body are more erogenous than her clit and to have it touched by Caius's mysterious ability to light up previously inactive pleasure nerves, there was no way she would not undergo a whole new orgasm immediately from it.

The arm that Anne had stretched back behind her and placed against the desk top to give her support through it all, buckled and gave way. Anne would have fallen backward and lay flat on the desk, dislodging her tits from Caius's mouth and hand, had she not still had a hand at the back of Caius's neck.

Caius kept one finger stroking Anne's clit while his other finger went back down and slipped into her opening. Just the tip at first, feeling the incredible tightness that immediately held him down, and then he moved even deeper inside. Tight as the snatch was—and it was bone-breaking tight—he got enough of his finger in to start moving around in search of that one spot.

His wiggling his finger around caused an increase in the intensity of Anne's dual orgasms. Her mouth was open but it looked like she couldn't even find the strength to let out a sound. Her eyes were just rolled up to the back of her head behind her glasses.

When Caius finally found the spot he sought and began to stroke against it, that was it for as much upper-body strength and stability that Anne could manage and she slumped and fell backward, her back landing on the desk top with a *thud*.

"Oh shucks," Caius said then with a sad smile at no longer having her breasts in his face and her nipple in his mouth.

He kept up his stroking of that spot and took advantage of Anne raising her ass off the desk to place his hand underneath it and cup an ample feel that had his fingers sinking into the wonderful warmth of it.

Anne could not keep up with the concept of time so she had no real idea how long she spent climaxing. She only knew when her second climax ended and, rather than follow it and end as well, her third climax picked up intensity instead. Almost as though it were happy to no longer have to share wracking her body with spine-tingling pleasure.

"F-FUCK!!!"

Anne had been trying to get her voice to work and when she finally succeeded, that single word came out so loud, Caius felt like he was struck with a powerful force of Mana that backed those words.

That caused him to pause.

An outburst of Mana can happen in stressful situations which this could be considered to be. It wasn't the outburst itself that made Caius pause, it was the quality of the Mana. It was better than what he had felt and tasted from Lea when he fed on her.

Now, maybe Caius should have expected Anne to be magically stronger than her daughter but Caius hadn't really given it that much thought.

There wasn't much of Anne's life that had been talked about in [To Kill A Demon Lord…]. She was always just a more professional, serious alternative to her casual but often dangerous daughter, Lea.

Maybe her level of Magical Enlightenment shouldn't have taken Caius by surprise but it did.

Caius recovered from that quickly enough though as his mind quickly began to think of what he could gain from this.

'Oh, the Evolutionary charge you could give me, sweet, sweet Anne Gilligan,' he thought with a grin.

He was going to do it anyway but the anticipation had him thinking of speeding up the process a bit to get to the part of this relationship where he could feed on her.

Anyway, Anne Gillian finally came down from her high and flopped on the desk top. Caius pulled his finger out of her pussy then and took his entire hand from the inside of her skirt, tasting the splattered juices all over it.

As he did, Anne had her eyes on him.

Caius saw her watching him and, with a smirk, he stretched his hand out to her, touching his juice-coated finger to her lips. Anne took the finger into her mouth, sucking it clean of her juices. Even after there was no more to taste, she still sucked with the lasciviousness and care of one sucking a cock. Like she was showing him what she planned to do for that raging hard-on in his pants.

When Caius pulled back, Anne rose off the desk to follow him, keeping her mouth on his finger and keeping up her sucking until she was sitting up again. Only then did she allow the finger to leave her mouth with a little *pop* sound.

Caius smiled and took her lips then in one hard kiss. Anne's eyes fluttered at the intensity of it before she let herself melt into it. Both her hands gripped his sides as she felt his tongue leave his mouth and enter hers to explore it.

She felt his hands grab her nipples and pull at them.

And then she felt him pull away, pull her off the desk, and turn her around to bow her over it, her ass pointed at him for what came next.