Vampire Pet

*Alex*


“Where is Kegan going?” I asked Bronie, who was sitting in the armchair sideways across from Kegan’s and staring into the fire. There was no answer, so I asked again.
“Where is Kegan going? What did he mean by good-bye?” Bronie did not answer my question so I just gave up and sat down in Kegan’s chair and stared into the burning fireplace.

“He’s being blooded.” Bronie said softly a few minutes later, staring into the fire his eyes where glazed over and his face was starting too smug. I looked at him, my head cocked to one side with a questionable look on my face. Bronie looked back and smiled. “you look so cute like that. All innocent like that,” he then got up and stood right in front of me, “but you are not innocent are you?” he then caressed my cheek. I closed my eyes and turned my head so that his fingers could run across my lips. I opened; wetting his middle knuckle as is ran across my face, damping the corner of my mouth as he brought it across my face. He then reached up and ran his fingers down the side of my face, scrapping his nails down my skin I could feel blood start to trickle down. Bronie then raised his hand over his mouth, tasting my blood on his fingertips.

“Nothing tastes better then pure blood.” he moaned, and he came down to my faced and licked up the blood from the cut he made. Afterwards, he cradled my head in his hand and smiled. “Don’t worry about Kegan, Alex. He will be fine-a little more forceful- but fine. He kissed me on the forehead and went to pure himself a glass of wine. “What did my mother want?” he then asked me.

I did not answer him at first, I was too deep in thought with Bronie’s words but after a moment, I did. “She likes my work.” I told him, looking over the armrest and seeing Bronie going over to a shelf. “she says that she’s going to show them in her gallery. And if one sells, I get 85% of the profit.”

“Not a bad job kid. And when my mom sees art, she sees it.” Bronie said, taking a sip from his wine glass. “still reading these books?” he asked, taking one out of the shelf.

“Yes, but not the spell books anymore.”

“That’s right, Kegan said you where wanting to find a way to get home.”

“Yeah,” I sighed. “but I decided to stay with him.”

Bronie looked at me and smiled. “good choice. He needs someone like you around.” I smiled and saw him move back to the small table bar. I started at his body, how’d it moved so gracefully. I had seen him so many times before, but nothing was like this and how the firelight captured his image so perfectly. He smiled at me again, his fangs showing and I just felt my body melt. “can I draw you?” I asked.

“Draw me?” Bronie asked surprised. I shook my head. He smiled weakly and laughed, “sure, why not.” I smiled and ran to get my sketchbook and pencils and studs that Kegan bought for me. When I came back, I found Bronie bare butt naked, standing in the middle of the room. I quickly turned around and my face turned bright red, and tried to think of something else to ease my forming erection. I never told him to get undress, yet here he was in his birthday suit.

Bronie laughed. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” I told him, my back still turned from him. I gasped as I felt Bronie push up against me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

“You are just too cute.” he whispered in my ear and nibbling on it. My body trembled in his grasp and my knees buckled. “First time seeing a naked man other then Kegan?” I quickly nodded and I heard Bronie laugh. “Don’t worry, I won’t bite-unless you want me to.” my body shivered as I felt Bronie’s fangs rake across my neck and I shivered. “How do you want me to pose?” He let go of me and I turned around and saw that he had covered his manhood with a hand, but that only made it worse as I kept my eye on it, imagining what it looked like.

I swallowed hard, “I didn’t have a chance to think about that.” I though for a moment, then I told him to lie on the couch. I took one of the thin blankets that was lying on the backrest and unfolded it. I then draped it over Bronie’s hips. Once that has settled, I crossed the room and sat opposite of the couch Bronie was laying on. After a moment, I told him to place his left arm down on his pelvis bone and his right hand though his hair, having his head turn towards me with half open eyes.

“Could you move up for me just a bit?” I told him and he moved to where his back was leaning up against the armrest. “now, bring your knee up. Perfect, now hold still.” I then began to sketch him out. Looking up numerous times to get his features right. every time I looked up, I felt myself get hot. I licked my lips while I was looking down, wanting to look at Bronie’s hot body. We sat there in silence as I drew, my pants getting tighter with every time I looked up. “Bronie, stop it!”

“Sorry, but you’re not the only one who is getting hot.” he told me. I had looked up and saw that he had moved his hand down under the blanket, his hand moving up and down. I ignored his comment and threaten him that I was going to cut it off if he did not stop.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Try me. Ask Kegan about it, I was just inches away from his dick with a butcher knife a few weeks ago.”

Bronie removed his hand and laid still for the rest of the sketch, he knew that Kegan would never lie. However, after forty-five minutes of lying still, he started to complain of his arm and cock starting to hurt. I told him it would take a few more minutes before I was done. When I finished, I came back over to Bronie and showed him my sketch of him.

“Damn, you are a great artist.” he told me, taking the book from me.

“It‘s perfect.” I told him, and it was. I had gotten all of his features right, there was not a single point in the drawing here I didn’t like.

“It’s beautiful.” he said.

“You’re beautiful.” I replied. I was not thinking straight, my mind as still on the drawing and Bronie’s body, which my true feels for him came out. I quickly covered my mouth, and turned away.

“What did you say?”

“Nothing.” I said quickly. I then gasped out as I felt Bronie’s hand slip over my groin.

“It sounded like you said ‘you’re beautiful’. Is that true, do you think I am beautiful?”
I swallowed hard and shook my head. “how long since you’ve been admiring me?”

“When you helped me saved Kegan, and you feed off my hand.”

“That long. Well then…” he then pulled me tighter to his naked body and pressed his lips on mine, I opening for him on contacted. I had a bad habit of opening my mouth when being kissed; Kegan kissed me so much that I would just willingly open for anyone. My eyes stayed open for a few moments, but when he pushed my body down onto the sofa, I moaned out as closed my eyes. I filled my hands with his soft short brown hair as Bronie’s tongue and mine flicked in and out of each other’s mouths. I soon felt Bronie’s hands slip down to my waistband and started unbuttoning my pants. He moved his kisses down over my jaw line and neck as he slid my pants down. I lifted my hips up so that he could take them off easier. Once that my pants where off, he tossed them aside and took my forming erection in his hand.

I winced, wondering if he was going to be like Kegan-hard and forceful. “What’s that matter?” he asked. Stroking a few loose hairs out of my face.

“Nothing. Just, be gentle with me.” he snorted and kissed my forehead. He then left a trail of kisses down my body, lightly kissing my neck, chest, abs and pelvic bone. I thought he was going to take me in his mouth but instead, he came up and kissed my nose.

“Get on your fours.” he demanded. I nodded and Bronie got off me so that could get on my hands and knees. I closed my eyes and moaned as he caressed my ass, kissing the spots where Kegan left bruises from previous fucks. He lightly kissed the damage areas and licked at my crack as he took a hold of my dick and started to stoke it softly. I moaned as my body started to heat up in Bronie’s hands and mouth, I could just melt in his arms right now. I gasped when I felt my ass cheeks being spread apart and Bronie’s cold wet tongue flick at my entrance. I spread my legs so he it would be easy for him to lick, but his tongue was soon replaced be a finger. I groaned as my ass muscles clenched around his finger. It didn’t hurt that much, but Bronie started to add more fingers and the pain started to build up.

“Has Kegan been stretching you?” he asked me, four of his fingers where in me now.

“Just a little. He never puts more then two in, but my hole is well stretched.” I winced, looking back at him.

“Dose he fist you?” I shook my head. “Do you want me to?” I then heard him ask me. There was a slight silence before I nodded. “Try to relax.” and he then added his fifth and final finger into my ass, clenching it into a fist as he pushed in. I bit my lower lip and tried my best to relax.

After a moment or two, he started to move his fist in and out of me, he only had his hand in, but if felt more like his whole arm. I moved my hips, as he trusted his hand in and out of me, his other hand, which was still on my cock continued to stoke me. The grip was soft, but the motion was fast and though I loved the feeling of Bronie’s fist pounding away into my ass and his soft but firm stokes on my erection, I longed for his cock to be inside me. I then lowered my head and chest to the sofa and let my ass stick up in the air.

“Bronie, please. I want you in me. Not your fist, but your mouth watering cock. Please.” I begged.

Bronie smiled and pulled his fist out of me, replacing it with his erecting cock. My breathing became longer and I relax my body as best as I could. He pressed himself up against me and started nibbling on my ear, flicking his tongue out and licking the lobe as he eased himself in me. I arched my back up as a cat’s and moaned out. I turned my head and smiled into Bronie’s eyes, he smiled back and I reached in for a kiss, Bronie opened for me on contacted. As we kissed, Bronie then started to slowly move his hips, taking his time and going easy on me. Kegan told me how that Bronie could be rough but he’s soft with ones who he likes. I guess I am one of them. I smiled though the kissed as Bronie thrust into me, stoking me with each one but it was a different rhythm then his cock.

I called out his name as I broke the kiss. He smiled and places my left leg over his shoulder. I re-adjusted myself so that I was on my side, and laid my head on one of the small pillows that lined the sofa. I moved my hips in time with Bronie’s and helped him stoke with my cock, rubbing the tip and upside while he got the underside and my balls. I moaned and groaned with each thrust he made. However, he could not keep the same speed up for long and he spread up some more, taking his hand off him dick and holding my leg with both hands. My mouth fell open but no words escaped. I did though manage to weakly call out Bronie’s name a few times, only to have it go into a full out moan. Each time I called out his name, he quicken his pace, hitting different places until he found the right one, then he would hit another place after a few thrusts in.

“Faster…harder!” I cried, sensing my body getting hot and my balls started to twitch in my hand. Bronie winced as he picked up the pace, hitting me deeper and harder then before. I started to stroke faster, setting a different rhythm then Bronie. “I’m coming!” I yelled out, feeling that I was soon to explode. Bronie set my leg to the side and lean down to my face; he kissed me roughly and pulled apart quickly.

“Let’s come together.” he said, and he took my cock in his hands once again and starting to stroke it like mad, I just laid there with my voice caught in my throat as he pounded into me.

My voice finally came back as me and Bronie came together. I let out a loud yell of pleaser as Bronie hit a tender spot for the last time and releasing a full load inside of me. As for me, I came and covered my shirt-which I was still wearing- and Bronie’s hand, which he was now licking off my seed. “You taste good.” he breathed, licking up the last bit of my seed and giving me a quick kiss on the lips, I could taste a myself on his lips and he was right, I did taste good. I smiled and hugged him close to my chest.

“Wish I had a heart beat.” he said all of a sudden his head was laying on my chest and he could hear my heart beating. I looked at him confused for a moment then remembering when Bronie was comforting me at the castle, I could hear no heartbeat from him. I then felt sad for the guy and caressed his face. He took my hand and kissed it gently before coming up and kissing my dry lips. I opened for him, but he broke off as soon as I opened.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him. Bronie did not answer he was not even looking at me; he was looking towards the study entrance. I pushed him off me a bit so I could get a better view and saw Ben was standing in the doorway. I swallowed hard and bowed my head. He nodded back and Bronie got off me. I quickly grabbed my pants and put them back on, walking over to Ben as I did. “How is he?” I asked, my voice cracked with worry.

“Hungry. Best go up and feed him.” Ben said. I bowed once more before exiting the room and hurried up the staircase to our room where I knew Kegan was.

Half way up the staircase, I heard Kegan yell for me. Hearing his voice, it sounded like he was in pain of some sort. I then ran up the stairs, two at a time and slowly came to a halt outside our bedroom. Before I knocked I readjusted my cloths and groaned out ‘cause I forgotten that my shirt was covered in my seed. But I didn’t care much about it because I knew that Kegan would want to lick it off. I then took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

“Master Kegan?” there was no reply so I slowly opened the door. Pocking my head in, I saw the candles had been extinguished leaving the room pitch black. It took me a while for my eyes to adjust, but when they did I stepped into the room and made my way over to the bed where I saw Kegan’s figure outline in the dark.

“Kegan, are you al right.” I sat down on the bed and placed a hand on his shoulder. He backed away and covered his face with the sheets. I wanted to comfort him, seeing him like this, but I did not know how to. In the past it was always him whom comfort me when I was hurt or sad, this was the first time seeing him like this so I didn’t know what to do. “Ben said that you were hungry.”

“Starving.” I heard Kegan hiss from under the sheets. I shuttered at his voice, it sounded different from before. Rather low, deep and horsed. I took up the box of matches that lay in the nightstand door and stuck it up, lighting the gas lamp that stood on the stand. As the light shined, Kegan pulled his body farther down into the sheets and his head out of the light.

“Here, Kegan…” I stopped short and stepped back and gasped out at Kegan’s new features. I had pulled the sheets down off his face and saw that his whole skin had turn a pasty gray and his only good eye had changed color and now was a pure blood red. “Kegan?” I said weakly, he was looking and growling at me, with a real hunger in his eye. He snarled as he opened his mouth and my eyes widen as I saw two newly grown fangs in his mouth, longer and sharper then his old ones.

I started to back away from him, wanting to just leave him alone but as soon as I got off the bed, be lunged at me. It happened all so fast and so sudden. The only thing I could remember was the pain that was in my arm where Kegan grabbed hold of me and pulled me down onto the bed. I struggled to try to get free, but Kegan was much stronger then me and pinned me down. As I was pinned, he ripped opened my shirt and turned my head forcefully towards the side. He licked at my exposed neck as I laid there in fear, whimpering as I tried to hold back my tears. Just then, I felt a sharp pain in my throat as Kegan clamp his teeth down onto my flesh and his fangs driving into my neck. I let out a long blood curtailing scream as he drank, he never done this before- skipping out on the sex and going straight to the feeding. My body went numb as he drank; I stopped struggling and allowed him to feed off me as he did so many times before. I didn’t know how long he drank, but after a few moments, my body started to feel rather cold and weak.

I opened my mouth to try to speck, but nothing came out but a tiny squeak. My vision started to blur and I became light headed, must have been from the lost of blood. The last thing I could remember was Bronie’s voice yelling at Kegan to get off, after that I passed out.

I woke several hours later in a different bed then I passed out in. Thought it was a bit similar I knew it was not the room. All the candles where lit and the drapes where shut tight. Bronie, fully clothed was leaning up against the fireplace with his eyes closed, a fire was burning brightly. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in my neck forced me back down. I grunted, causing Bronie to open his eyes and look at me

He sighed, “Thank the vampire gods you’re alright.” he walked over to me and sat down on the bed. “If I had come a few minutes to late you would’ve been dead. I can tell that Kegan will be a handful to control.” the last part was mostly to himself rather then me.

“Where’s Kegan?” I asked, he was the only thing I had on my mind at this point. Seeing him as a full vampire made me uneasy and scared.

“He’s knocked out in the dungeon cells. I placed him there after I tore him off you. How about you are you alright?”

I placed a hand over my neck and found it bandage up, a big chunk of it was wet. I bright my hand down to eye level and saw that my fingers where socked in blood. “he took a big chunk out of you neck, there was blood everywhere. Took all my will power not to drink it myself.” as I listen to Bronie’s words, I rubbed the blood between my fingers and my eyes started to water.

“Alex?” he placed a hand on my forearm and stared up at him though tear filled eyes. I blinked and I felt hot tears starting to roll down. Bronie then scooted closer towards me and wrapped me up in his arms. I felt safe then, and started sobbing.

“Shh, it will be okay.” Bronie said, rocking me back and forth. “you’ll see, everything will work out in the end.”

“No it won’t.” I sobbed. I had no faith in all that everything will be all right. I almost died just a while ago. I continued my sobbing as Bronie comfort me in his arms, stoking my hair occasionally and kissing head. After a while, Bronie started to sing softly to me. It was the same song that Kegan hummed to me numerous times on mornings that I couldn’t go to sleep or after a fuck. I recognized it at once, but instead of humming it, he was singing it softly in my ear. It was nice to hear the words for a change, but my imagination on how the words went was now gone from my mind and replaced with the words that Bronie was now singing.

“Bronie?” I asked, interrupting his singing my tears where now gone only sniffles where left. He stopped singing and stared down at me. “can you sleep with me tonight? I feel much safer if you did.” He did not say anything for a moment, so I thought he was going to leave and take up another bedroom. Instead, he showed his words and laid me back down. I stared up at him as he took off his dressed shirt, pulled the covers down, and climb in next to me. He lay on his side and stared at me for a moment. I stared back and smiled. He smirked and caressed my cheek before leaning in and kissing my nose. I scooted closer so that we were inches away from one another.


“Get some sleep,” he said scooting even closer to me. I turned the other direction as he wrapped an arm around my body, hugging me close to his chest. “We have a big night ahead of us. And tomorrow we start the controlled feeding.” a knot just formed in my stomach and I knew that Bronie could also séance it. “Don’t worry, I’ll be right with you.” he whispered into my ear, kissing me one final time goodnight. It took me a while to fall asleep, but I finally did as the nightstand clock chimed six in the morning.

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“Ready?” Bronie asked me. We stood outside the door that leaded down into the dungeon. My heart was racing. “and don’t worry; I’ll be there with you all the way.”

“Can you hold my hand?” I asked. I knew it sounded childish but I was scared to death. I Didn’t know what lied behind the door, but I did know that Kegan was behind the door wild and crazy as ever. Bronie took my hand and lead me down the wet staircase. I could hear water dripping down and the sound Kegan’s snarls could be heard though the blackness of the dungeon. Bronie stopped me at the third cell and let go of me.

“Kegan, you awake. I brought some food for you.” Bronie called though the darkness. There was no answer at first, I listen carefully for an answer but I couldn’t hear anything and the snarls had stopped. “Kegan?” Bronie called again. Just then, I saw something red in the dark. I held my breath as I saw Kegan’s gray skin face came into view, a wide fang grin on his face.

“Give him to me.” he snarled, his voice not his own and a hand starched out. I quickly hid behind Bronie and I shook my head. “you disobey your master!” he growled out to me.

“He is only disobeying you so that he could live.” Bronie said. “if he dies, so do you.”

“I fear no death.” Kegan spat out. “To the world…I’m already dead!” he let out an evil laughter and I saw that the shock caller was around his neck; Bronie must have put it on him last night. “Now give me my meal, I’m starving.”

“Fine. But one wrong move and you’ll get zapped, agreed?”

Kegan nodded and came up to the bars of the cell. I backed away, but Bronie pulled be back to him. He handed me the control for the caller and made a good size gash in my forearm. “If things get out of hand…you know what to do.” he whispered. I nodded and slowly made my way over to the bars of the cell.

I held out my arm. Kegan automatically took a hold of it and pulled my arm in, placing his mouth over the gash and sucking up the blood. As he feed, Bronie talked about how vampires have a kind of sense where the brain tells them to stop. With turned vampires, they do not really have one, so they have to build one up. After about two minutes, I started to get light headed and I tried to pull my arm away. Kegan did not let go, he dug his nails deep into my flesh and clamp his fangs down into me, making the gash bigger. I yelled out, and started to panic. Bronie saw I was in trouble and stepped in to try to unclamp Kegan’s mouth from my arm. I finally remembered the remote and I switched it on. That didn’t do any good though, he clamp down harder onto my skin as the electricity ran though his body. Finally, Bronie unlocked the cell door and ran in, hitting Kegan between the shoulder blades. Kegan fell to his knees and unclamped his mouth from me. He growled and turned towards Bronie who slugged him in the face breaking his nose and knocking him out for the second time.

I watched as my master was being tortured for the second time. Tears started to form and I quickly turned off the caller as I fell backwards down onto the floor.

“You okay?” Bronie asked me once he had closed and locked the cell door. I held my arm, which was streaming out blood from a larger gash that Bronie had made before. “Come on, lets get you clean up.” he then helped me to my feet, but I fell back down to the floor. Bronie caught me just in time before I hit the floor and carried my up to the kitchen where he washed, cleaned and bandage my arm up.

“Thanks,” I sniffled, getting down off the contour top. Bronie nodded and left me in peace. I fallowed him after a moment, but lost him once I got to the main hallway. However, I could hear his voice coming from the dungeon, so I guessed that he was still working on Kegan with his change.

I stared down at my arm and thought about what just happen. After a moment of thought, I stormed off to the library and pulled out the Kegan’s spell books again. I did not want to stay here any more; I could not live my life this way wondering if the next night will be my last. I wanted to live, not die.

“Do you really want to leave?” Bronie’s voice asked. I turned up from the book I was reading and saw Bronie standing over me. I nodded, “yes.”

“Give it time, you can do that right.”

“Not really, I don’t want to be his pet no more. Nor his lover.”

“Alex, are you listening to yourself? Kegan might be a vampire but deep down, he still loves you.”

“Kegan might be a vampire, but all that I see is a demon who only thirsts for my blood.” I started flipping though the pages of books, growing frustrated. Finding nothing of the book I was reading I threw it down and picked up another one.

“Stop.” Bronie cried, and took my wrist in his hand. He pulled me from the chair I was sitting in and hugged me closed to his chest. “Please Alex…give it time.”

I just stood there in Bronie’s embrace, turning his words over in my head a few times before I spoke-

“How long will it take?” I asked, sensing my eyes building up and my voice crack.

“About two-three months.” Bronie replied. I closed my eyes sniffled.

“Fine then, I will wait till then. But if Kegan doesn’t improve by then, I’ll leave.”

Bronie nodded and kissed my forehead. He then sat me down and told me the plan he had for Kegan on how to control his rage and lust for blood. From what I could tell, I think it might work. The next night Bronie and I went back down into the dungeon where Kegan was waiting for us, his fangs flashing in his wide mouth grin.