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Subject: {ASSM} Kindred Chapter 11 (M/F, fant, vamp,)
Date: Tue,  2 Sep 2003 17:10:02 -0400
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I awoke disoriented, and kept my eyes closed as I sorted the reasons. First,
it was the strange bed. I was stretched out, and couldn't touch any of the
edges. Second, there was someone lying along both of my sides, pinning my
arms down. Third, a tongue was running up the bottom of my shaft. Now, that
wasn't disorienting, Mia had awakened me that way a couple of times, and it
had been wonderful. The tongue sliding down the top of my shaft is what I
found disorienting. I decide it was time to open my eyes.


I looked down and saw the back of Mia's head, her lustrous black hair
brushing her shoulders as her head lay on my belly. And then I saw a pair of
laughing grey eyes looking up at me. Kiro winked at me and I realized it was
her tongue I'd felt on the bottom of my staff. Then her eyes flicked away
from mine, and I knew she was looking at Mia. Mia didn't look back, but she
did shift her body off my arm. And then she spread her legs apart.


Being a wise and loving husband, I took the hint, and began to gently play
with her sex. I could feel her sigh against my rigidness, then she teasingly
nipped me. I gave her a quick swat on the bottom in response, and could hear
her laugh. Then she said something to Kiro that I couldn't here, and rolled
away.  She turned around and scooted up the bed to lie beside me and kiss me
lovingly.


As we kissed, Kiro gave my staff a final lick, and I felt the bed move as
she rolled away. But then the bed moved again, and I felt Kiro straddle me.
Before I could react, Mia grabbed my face and kissed me with rising passion,
and I felt Kiro's moist labia engulf me. I realized I was again a treat to
be shared.


Kiro began raising and lowering herself on my shaft swiftly, driving us both
toward a speedy conclusion. Mia cuddled against me, and watched her friend
take pleasure with her husband's body. She reached out and lay her hand over
the other girl's flat belly, then lay on her back and stroked her swollen
one, then smiled as I ran my fingers across it. And as Kiro began to moan
and writhe upon me, her climax approaching, the baby began to squirm within
Mia's womb under my fingertips. The sudden movement, Mia's delighted laugh,
and Kiro's pleasure all joined together to take me over the edge. I jerked
my hips up, driving myself deep inside Kiro, and filled her with the fruit
of my loins. Kiro's own orgasm followed immediately, and she pinned me back
on the bed by collapsing upon me.

Kiro looked up from where she lay sprawled across my chest and said, "Good
morning."


I laughed. "Good morning to you! Such a wonderful way to begin the day."


Kiro chuckled and kissed my chest. "You don't mind Mia sharing with me, do
you?"


I looked over at Mia, who leaned close and kissed me softly. "As long as she
is happy, I am."


Mia nodded her contentment as a knock on the door reminded us we were
guests. "Mistress Nalita instructs me to enquire to your needs." An unknown
voice called through the door.


I replied, "We will break our fast in an hour, and the Ladies will need
maidens to assist in their dressing fifteen minutes before then."


"As you request, Master Erlic."


The bath was refreshing, and I had purposely set a time meant to inhibit too
much playing.  The ladies were quickly made exceptionally beautiful, and we
enjoyed a delicious breakfast, then asked if the Mistress had time to visit.
We were led back to her study, and the same two men waited with Nalita.


I admitted to Nalita; "You were right, the estate is perfect. But I don't
feel that you should offer such an extravagant gift." I was getting ready to
present my arguments when she nodded to the seller's agent, and he produced
a parchment, signed it with his chop, and applied a seal to wax at the
bottom. This he presented to me. I looked at it, then at Nalita.


"Erlic, you will learn that there are times that, when you try to argue with
me, you simply waste your energy. This is one of those times. Now, this
other gentleman deals in servants and slaves, and can also arrange more
specialized help, as well."


I turned to the man. "I'll need four Lady's maids, a half dozen general
slaves, and two young women for nursery duty. Oh, and I need a seneschal.
How quickly can you arrange an interview with appropriate applicants?"


"I can have the slaves delivered before noon. I'm sure Mistress Nalita could
arrange a temporary overseer for them to begin their duties. I'm sure you
would like to occupy your estate as soon as possible. And I'll have several
applicants report to you tomorrow morning." We negotiated for a short while.
I was feeling a bit spiteful that Nalita had refused to discuss the purchase
of the estate, and let the merchant take advantage of me. Nalita glared at
me, but said nothing.


It was three weeks later. We had found a seneschal very quickly. The slave
merchant had truly known his profession, and Hiroko had been a gift from the
goddess.  He was skilled, knowledgeable, and intelligent. He'd also turned
into a very good friend. And I thought that Kiro was finding herself
attracted to him. I certainly hoped so, anyway. The poor man was absolutely
smitten with her. But judging from the amount of time she spent with  Mia
and I in our bedchambers, he hadn't won her body yet.


Hiroko and I were discussing plans for finishing some of the rooms on the
far side of the house when Kiro interrupted us. "Hiroko, you will fetch the
midwife immediately. Mistress Mialibao's time is upon her." The older man
leaped to his feet and moved to obey, almost before he realized who gave
these instructions. When he did, he hesitated and looked to me. But Kiro was
having none of that. "Go. NOW!" As I'd said, the man was intelligent. He
went.  Kiro turned to me next. "Mistress Nalita instructed me to tell you,
when this time came, you were to attend her immediately. She will explain
all, but you are not to be allowed home until I summon you." Then she smiled
at me. "Mia will be fine. But for the next few hours, she is not going to
like you very much. Go. I will send for you when the time is right." Then
she kissed my cheek and made her way back into the center of the house.


What can a husband do at times such as these? I did as I was told. I made my
way to Mistress Nalita's home. When I knocked at the door, Kirsty opened it
and seemed surprised to see me, but then her eyes lit with understanding.
"Ahh, the midwife has been sent for, then?"


I nodded. "Aye, Hiroko went. And I find myself not only banned from my own
house, but summoned here as well."


Kirsty tried not to look smug. "I shall inform Mistress Nalita you are here.
She'll attend you in the sitting room." Then she made her way deeper into
the house as I made my way to the sitting room.


Unlike Nalita, except for my office, my home was decorated in the way of the
west, the way of the islanders. Cushions to lean against, low tables and
silk screens to separate sections of room. Nalita preferred the eastern
style, chairs, couches and eastern style tables. I sat in one of the chairs
and waited.


I didn't have to wait long before her footfalls approached. She was wearing
a gray skirt and a light blue blouse that clung to her. Her flame red hair
was braided and tied with a silver chain. "Welcome Erlic. I am pleased to
find you wisely obedient." She grinned at me.


"I think Kiro would have instructed the slaves to toss me in the gutter had
I disobeyed, actually."


"Probably. But I'm sure she would have been unhappy doing it."


She sat on a couch and motioned me to join her. I was nervous. The first
time we were alone in here, it had ended in her tub. "Oh, do sit. I'm not
going to bite you." Then almost sub vocally, "Not yet, anyway."


But her words awoke strange memories within me.


"Now, the reason you are here, and not with your dear Mia," she had stopped
calling Mia 'your little whore' after our meeting about Akira, "Is that at
the moment, she is in pain, and miserable, and if you were there, she would
blame you. In this case, unfairly, since the baby cannot be yours, but you
are still the only man available for her to vent her displeasure upon. And,
being the loyal and loving creature you are, you would accept her venom.
Believe me, this is better. You'll go home after all the pain is over, and
she has had time to calm down, and you'll meet your child for the first
time.."


"And, I'll admit, I have missed having you around. And I need your help with
something.  Come with me."


She stood abruptly, and I was filled with a sense of deja'vu and
apprehension. But I found it impossible to refuse her. She led the way to
her chambers and dragged me inside when I hesitated at the doorway. She shut
the door behind us. "Remember, dear Erlic. Recall the last time you stood
there. Remember all that happened."


I felt the blood rush from face. I remembered her anger when I had tried to
leave. The pain when I bit her and tasted her blood. What happened as she
bathed me. Then my hand flew to my throat and I almost collapsed.


"Erlic, it has been nearly four weeks since I fed. I need this. Please, don'
t refuse me. Don't make me threaten you. Please don't make me hurt you! If
you let it, it can be wonderful. And if you feel you are betraying your wife
and child, I'll take the memory again. But please, give me that which  I
need!"


I agreed, but felt guilty as I did. Guilty because I gave in, but more
because I wanted to give her some happiness. Then I firmly pushed the guilt
aside. I approached her and began to undress her. I unlaced her blouse, and
let the backs of my hands caress her breasts. The blouse was satin, and so
when it moved under my hands, her nipples hardened to the slippery cloth's
caress. I tugged the bottom of it out of her skirt, and she raised her arms
so I could draw it over her head. Then I bent and softly kissed each of her
breasts. She gave a shuddering gasp at the touch of my tongue. Somewhere in
my mind, I gibbered with terror that she would demand I bite her again, that
the pain would return. But the terror was soundly thrashed by the taste and
feel of her flesh between my lips.


"Ummmm, that feels wonderful," Nalita sighed and held my head gently to her
breast. "But you've just started. I'm still feeling confined."


I released her breast with some reluctance and knelt before her. I untied
the cord that held her skirt around her waist, and slowly drew it over her
hips. It was soon pooled around her ankles, and I noted she wore a pair of
pantaloons beneath it. Slipping my hands into the waistband, I drew these
down as well.


I knew what a woman's sex looked like. I'd examined both Mia's and Kiro's
very closely. I still thought Nalita's appeared to be groomed. But from the
position I saw it now, I realized it was also partially shaved.


Nalita looked down at me, watching as I gazed at her. After kicking off her
slippers, she spread her legs apart, and reached down and caressed my hair.
"Would you like a taste?" she teased.


In answer, I leaned forward and ran my tongue across the naked flesh of her
sex. She gave a soft moan of delight, then mewed in disappointment when I
sat back and stood. But she looked pleased when I lifted her easily in my
arms and carried her to the bed. I laid her down gently, and would have
knelt between her legs when she stopped me. "You have too many clothes on.
Let me take care of that."


She sat up and smoothly undressed me. She had me stand beside the bed, and
she lay down facing me. "I didn't have a chance to really study this
 before." Her hand gently lifted my staff, and she made a show of studying
it. She carefully cupped my balls, hefting them in a teasingly measuring
manner. Then she released my shaft, letting it aim at her face. Then she
scooted forward a bit, opened her mouth and drew me inside. She swirled her
tongue against my shaft, flicking it gently as she began to suck softly.


Both Mia and Kiro had taken me this way before, and I thoroughly enjoyed
every time they did. Nalita was different. Where Mia and Kiro delighted in
pleasuring me, Nalita was more tentative. She took her time, seeming to
explore the experience, and not concerned with my pleasure, per say. She ran
her tongue along the shaft, pulled back slightly and flicked the tip of her
tongue across the opening at the tip. She stroked me as she sucked gently,
then released me and examined the wet flesh. She ran her hand up and down
the shaft, and watched as a clear drop of lubricant oozed from the tip. She
looked at the drop, and then languidly ran her tongue across the tip,
sampling it.


She smiled up at me. "I didn't know you would taste good. When you fill me
up, is it the same liquid? Does it taste different?'


I shrugged helplessly. "From what I have seen, the liquid that comes later
is much thicker, and usually an off white color. I've..er..never tasted
either, so I don't know if they taste different."


She smiled at my embarrassment. "Maybe I'll find out sometime. But for now,
I need you for this instead." And she wrapped her arms around my waist and
dragged me onto the bed and rolled me onto my back. She straddled my hips
and then reached down. Taking my rigid organ in her grasp, she settled back,
then sank slowly upon it. "Mmmmmmmmm, this is delightful!"


She began to slowly ride up and down my staff, sighing softly or moaning
with pleasure as she shifted about. Then she bent down, and her eyes widened
as this position caused her clitoris to rub against me as she moved.
"Ohhhhhhhh I lllliiiiikkkkeeee ttttthhhhhiiiisssss!!!" She hissed softly.


She pressed herself down against me as she continued to ride my organ. Her
breasts were begging for attention, and I stuck my tongue out and licked one
as it came within my grasp. She rose up a bit, keeping half of my shaft
within her, but pressing her breasts to my face. "Kiss them, Erlic. Suck
them, tease them!"


I began to do so, teasing her nipples to stiffness, then suckling on them.
She moaned in delight as I trapped one between my lips and flicked my tongue
back and forth against the sensitive flesh.


She wrapped strong arms around my head, and began to ride me faster and more
fiercely. "Bite me, Erlic! Do it, just like last time." I tried to pull
away, but she held me tight. "I swear by the goddess, this time there will
be no pain! Please Erlic, bite it!" I realized that as she was begging me,
she was thrusting up and down upon me in a frenzy, driving to her climax.
When I knew by her grunts and writhing thrusts she was too close, I bit her
hard.


Her blood flowed from the torn skin and coated my tongue. I could hear her
scream as she slammed down upon me. I was dimly aware that I followed her
immediately, filling her with the fruit of my loins. But what transported me
were the visions that filled my mind again, visions of people and places.
This time, a man stood out prominently. He stood beside a tree that
flickered every few moments, and seemed to grow at each flash. The clothing
changed with each flash as well, but the face and form of the man never
wavered.


I realized something else. As hard as I had come, I was still rigid within
Nalita. I decided to take advantage of this gift, and rolled her onto her
back. Then I began to slowly make love to her. It seemed me moved together
for hours, and I heard her cry out her pleasure at least twice more before
we climaxed together. After snuggling together for a bit, she got up and led
us to the pool.


As I washed her, I asked her the question that had been bugging me. "I'd
forgotten this last time, but it happened again today."


"What happened, sweet Erlic?"


"When I bit you, and tasted you, I saw images. Almost visions. What were
they?"


She smiled at me teasingly. "I don't know. They were your visions, not mine.
Tell me what you saw."


"Last time, I saw a young girl, in a city full of columns and white stone.
Then I saw you standing in the ruins of a city, filled with broken columns
and scattered stone. Today I saw a man standing beside a tree, but the
vision seemed to flicker. The tree grew, and his clothing changed, but he
remained the same."


A sad smile touched her lips. "Erlic, you once made light of me, saying that
a woman of thirty six was oh so much older than a man of twenty four. Do you
truly believe me to be 36?"


"Actually, when I see only your smiling face, I think you are younger than
I. But you are too mature for that to be true. I would say no more than mid
thirties, though."


She turned and kissed me lightly. "Thank you. You are a very sweet young
man. "But to answer your questions of your 'visions', I need to tell you the
truth. Tell me, in your travels back home, did you ever travel to a far off
city called Dianisia?"


"On the grekan peninsula? Aye, we made the trip once for olives and wine."


"Did you ever get to see the ruins of the old city, beyond the hills?"


I looked embarrassed. "Um, no. We had other matters on our agenda."
Actually, we'd heard that grekan girls enjoyed sex in an odd and exciting
manner that we hadn't experienced. It had been a very unique experience.


Nalita laughed delightedly. "Ahh, I think I understand. Anyway, on the other
side of the hills behind Dianisia are the ruins of a great and ancient city.
What they call Dianisia now was the poor quarter of the greater city. Beyond
the hill was the home of the Great Houses, the nobility, the Most High
Clergy, and the great temples."


"That's where I was born. My House was not a Great house, but an ancillary
of one. We lived on the edge of the quarter. I was the third daughter of
seven children. And I was born to my mother twelve hundred years ago."


I looked at her like she'd told me the bay had turned to wine.


"Wash my back, dear." I took up a cloth and began to caress her back. "The
first vision you saw was of me, as a child. Tell me, was I young?
Adolescent? What did I wear?"


I answered her as best I could, trying to remember as my mind struggled with
her claim of ancient birth. "My guess is you were about eight. Your hair
wasn't as long, but it was braided, and tied with a pretty green ribbon. The
green probably matched your eyes, when I think about it. You had a sort of
robe on. It looks white, but it may be a very pale color. One shoulder was
bare, and the robe seemed to be tied in some complicated manner. Oh, and a
wide cloth around your waist."


Nalita sighed in memory. "It was called a toga. And it was probably white. I
was the youngest, remember. So I got white, and my siblings got all the nice
colors."


She leaned back against me. "When you saw me again, in the ruins? That was
two hundred years ago. It was the only time I went home." She wrapped my
arms around her waist. "Can you describe the man?"


This was easier. "He's not as tall as I am, I don't think, but he looks
stronger. More like a warrior. His hair is a common brown, almost the color
of a wharf rat. His eyes are grey, but they seem to change with his
clothing. He's not particularly handsome. He's not ugly, I mean. He's
just.plain."


"Ahh yes. No, you're right, he wasn't especially good looking. But he had a
presence." She took my hands and placed one on her breast and the other
between her legs. I noticed immediately that she was completely aroused.
"Even now, the thought of him makes me wet. Para Halcon d'Pena. Para, falcon
of grief. Or, as his adopted son was called, Sorrowhawk.  Shit, I haven't
thought of Garrett in decades! I miss him more than any lover I ever had."


She turned around and took me in her hand, and easily brought me back to
awareness. Then she sighed as she filled herself with my staff. "You look a
little like Garrett. He had your blond hair, but grey eyes like his father.
You are more handsome, I think though."  She went silent for a few minutes
as she concentrated on her pleasure. "So, Erlic. Have you realized what I
am? Do you know what legendary creature lives for centuries?" She kissed my
throat. "Although many call us monsters. We are known as creatures of
sensual appetites. That much is true, as you can clearly see."


She began to rise and fall on my invading shaft. "Have you guessed yet? I'll
give you one more hint. We drink." She dropped down and clenched her sex
around my shaft, "blood!" Her fangs tore into my throat and she drained my
loins at the same moment. I throbbed within her as each beat of my heart
pulsed my life into her lips. Then I felt her tongue running along my
throat, and realized the bleeding had stopped.


"A vampire." I breathed the word slowly, disbelieving. But I knew it was
true. And I realized the thought didn't frighten me as it should. I was
sitting here in a stone bath, with a beautiful red haired vampire sitting on
my lap. Well, she was actually still sitting on something in my lap.


She was watching my face, waiting for something. Her green eyes widened when
whatever she expected failed to appear. "Thank you. I was afraid you'd hate
me like so many others have." She wrapped her arms around my neck and
cuddled against me.  Then she slowly stood and stepped out of the bath. I
got up and followed. She was reaching for the bell pull when I took her hand
in mine.


"No, we don't need a servant. I'll be pleased to care for you." Then I took
a towel and began to dry her slowly, sensually. When we were both dry, I sat
on the bed and she sat cross-legged in front of me, her back to me so I
could brush her thick locks. "So, what does this mean for us, Nalita?" This
was the first time I had addressed her without her title.


I told you about the blood you took from me. How it makes you stronger, and
heals you? Well, with the third drink, it creates a covenant."


"So we have some kind of contract between us now?" I asked.


I could tell she was confused. "Oh! No. The second time you tasted me, that
first day? No, that one doesn't count. For the covenant, each sharing must
be at least one full day apart. And it hurt me terribly to have to wait for
you to come back." She turned to look at me beseechingly. "Please don't make
me wait so long again Erlic. I've been so miserable. Knowing you loved your
wife, I couldn't find it in my heart to force you. But oh goddess, I've
missed you. And no, it wasn't your blood. I've gone without that for far
longer. I missed the sex, yes, but even that was secondary to just having
you with me. With you near, I feel wanted. Like someone is happy I exist.
You have no idea how much that means to me!"


"You're right, I do like knowing you are near. I never really thought about
it, but I guess, I think of you as a dear friend. Someone I can rely on when
I need them, and share all my life experiences with. I mean, look at all I'
ve told you about Mia and I!" I grinned.


She grinned back, then scooted forward so I could finish brushing out her
braid. I was just finishing when a knock on the door disturbed us. "Enter,"
Nalita called.


It was Kirsty. "Mistress Nalita, a runner has arrived from Master Erlic's
estate. Lady Kiro invites Master Erlic to return, and greet his wife's
child."


I reached a conclusion. "No, not 'My wife's child'. I go to greet our
 child." When I stood up, Kirsty looked at me speculatively, and I realized
I was still nude.


"That will be all, Kirsty." But I could hear the laughter in Nalita's voice
as she dismissed the girl.


When the door closed, I began collecting my clothing, and dressed quickly.
Nalita watched me with a smile of her own. I moved over to her and kissed
her softly. "I will return as soon as I can, and you will tell me more of
this covenant of the blood. But you are also welcome at our home. I know Mia
will want to show off the baby."


Nalita kissed my cheek. "Tomorrow eve, then. I look forward to seeing your
child." Then she led me back to the entryway, and saw me to the gates of her
estate. "Hurry home, Erlic. Your family awaits."


I did. And on the way home, I realized no one had said if I had a son or
daughter. I broke into a run.


I burst into the house and accosted the first servant I saw. "Where will I
find Mia and our child?"


The servant grinned but answered promptly. "They both rest in the Master
suite, Master Erlic."


I left him to his duties and hurried through the house.  When I entered the
bedroom, I saw Mia lying on the bed, propped with a couple of pillows. She
looked very tired, but very contented. A bundle rested against her chest. I
approached nervously, but Mia saw me and her eyes lit with joy. I sat beside
her, and realized the bundle was nursing.


Mai reached out and caressed my cheek.  "Good eve, my beloved husband." She
turned down the swaddling cloth so I could see the small head and the face
of the babe at her breast. "Say hello to our daughter."


Daughter. I had a daughter! And I realized what I wanted to name her.
Francesca, after my mother. We added the name Zara after Mia's favorite
sister. Thus we became a family. Erlic, son of Gustaf, Mialibao and
Francesca  Zara.

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