Eternally Ivy

Chapter 4 - The good and the bad

*warning sexually explicit content below*

Vlad’s POV

My meetings with the leaders of the other nests were tedious but a necessity if there was ever going to be peace between the species. The constant battles were draining both of our races' emotional state and the species numbers. Humans were still the majority race, and if we continued the way we were going, both vampires and werewolves would be a dying bread. We needed peace if we were going to have any chance of survival.

After I was done for the day, I couldn’t wait to have my girl in my arms, but I didn’t want to interrupt her when I finished early, so

I went up to our suite to wait for her arrival. Ivy had a desperate need to prove herself to the rest of the nest. She trained hard and then found other ways to make herself useful, such as cleaning out Malik’s office, which I had neither the time nor desire to do. I wouldn’t care if she lounged around the mansion, like most of the other female vamps tended to do, but she wasn’t that type of girl. Ivy was independent, headstrong and all mine.

When she walked into the room, she looked more tired than usual, which made me think I needed to talk with her about how much she was doing. Maybe she needed to reduce her training a little. However, she did perk up a little when I pulled her onto my lap, and so did my c**k. Ivy’s body had barely touched mine when it started straining to be free.

I wrapped my arms around her waist before pushing them under the back of her top and caressing her bare skin while my palms kneaded her muscles. I could feel her body shivering under my touch. I always loved how responsive she was, especially when the scent of her arousal filled my nose.

She bit her bottom lip and stared down at me, “Don’t start some that you can’t finish, Vlad.”

“When have I ever started something that I didn’t finish, my love?” I countered, pulling her top off swiftly, revealing the sports bra beneath. Watching her chest heave with anticipation.

I moved my hands towards her front, cupping both her breasts through the lycra material, feeling her n*****s pebble instantaneously. My hands moved towards the zipper in the middle of her cleavage, dragging it down slowly until the two sides separated, leaving her chest exposed and right in front of my face. Moving forward slightly. I captured one of her n*****s in my mouth, sucking on it harshly, making Ivy moan loudly, her back arching, pushing her breasts closer to my face as she ground against me.

Giving the n****e one final tug, I let it go, but before I could do the same to the other, Ivy pressed her mouth against mine, wasting no time in plunging her tongue inside of my mouth, which I eagerly met with my own. As our tongues continued to dance for control, Ivy placed her hands on my shirt, tugging until the buttons popped off, and I was able to shrug it off. Taking a page from her playbook, I grabbed hold of the back of her tights and pulled until the material started to tear at the seem and they, together with her panties, were ripped clear off of her body, leaving her completely naked on top of me. If I had it my way, she would have been naked all of the time.

She pulled away from me and pouted, “I actually liked those pants, mister.”

“I’ll buy you another pair,” I promised, sliding my hand through her hair, gripping it tightly and pulling her mouth back to mine.

It wasn't the first piece of her clothing I had ruined, and I was sure that it wouldn’t be the last time. As a species, vampires weren’t a very patient lot, especially when it came to something we desperately wanted. As for me, I desperately wanted to be buried inside of Ivy as soon as possible, and her clothes were in my way. I always replaced what I destroyed.

Ivy made quick work of my belt, tugging it through the loops and discarding it on the floor. I assumed if we were in a different position, my pants would have ended up in the discard pile as well, but instead, she had to settle for just unzipping them and pulling them down until my hard c**k was released from its confinement, springing out and resting against her bare stomach. She wrapped her hand around the shaft, pumping it a few times before using her finger to trace small circles around the tip.

“I need to be inside of you, baby. I can’t wait any longer,” I begged her, my breathing getting more rapid the more she stroked me.

Laughing, Ivy shifted her position and guided my c**k to her entrance, slamming down on the entire length in one go, so I was buried deep inside of her. Having my c**k inside of her p***y was like coming home. I thought I had loved before I met Ivy. When you live for five hundred years, you rack up a few ex-girlfriends, but none of them held a candle to her. She was perfect for me in every way.

Grabbing hold of her hips, I lifted her up and down on my c**k over and over again while she buried her face into my neck. She placed her hands over mine, halting my actions, allowing her to take over the movements, rotating her hips down to meet mine at an angle where my c**k hit her g-spot and making her scream out loudly. Her movements started to get erratic, and that’s when I knew she was holding on by a thread. Well, that and the fact that her p***y was squeezing me like a vice. It wasn’t much longer before I felt it start spasming around my shaft. At the same time, her fangs sank into my neck, and I was done for, pumping my seed deep into her as I roared.

Biting each other and feeding during s*x was not uncommon for our kind. In fact, it made the climax so much stronger. But this wasn’t a normal bite. Ivy was feeding like she hadn’t fed for days instead of this morning. When she finally pulled back, I cupped her cheek, lovingly stroking it while her fangs decided again, and her eyes returned to normal.

“Are you okay? You normally don’t feed twice in one day. Did you not take enough this morning?” I asked her, concern filling my voice.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” She said, “I feel hungrier today. Well, if I’m being honest, it’s been getting worse each week. Like I’m slowly needing more and more, like when I was new.”

It didn’t make any sense. The older we got, the more in control we got. The only time I had heard of a vampire needing to feed more was after a long period of starvation, and I’m talking about more than a year of no blood. Vampires don’t die if their bodies are deprived of blood. They may look like they are dead, but in reality, they hibernate. Their bodies shut down until someone gives them blood. This was a punishment for our kind when they broke the rules. Ivy hadn’t been through any of that.

She also couldn’t be sick, we are immune to all forms of human illnesses and disease, and even if she had somehow contracted some mystery illness, it’s not like there was a vampire doctor I could call up to examine her as they didn’t exist. All of these thoughts rushed through my head at once as I tried to assess her.

“How are you feeling after the second feed?” I quizzed her, feeling her face for any changes in her temperature.

“A bit better,” Ivy admitted, “but very tired all of a sudden, but that could just be good sex.”

I lifted her off me and helped her get cleaned up, and got her into bed for a nap. She passed out as soon as her head hit the pillow, and the sun had only just set. I knew she was trying to lighten the mood by blaming the s*x, but increased tiredness and hunger had me a little worried. Okay, it had me a lot worried.

I snuck out of our room so I didn’t wake her and went down to my office and face timed the only people I could think of that might be able to help.

The call connected, and Declan River’s face filled the screen. “Hey Vlad, to what do I owe this pleasure? I thought we weren’t due to talk until next week.”

“Vlad?” I heard his mate call out from somewhere in the background, “Why is he calling you? Is Ivy okay?”

“I don’t know, baby. Just give me a minute to find out before you start panicking.” He reassured her but took his phone to another room after seeing the look on my face.

Declan and Emerson Rivers were the Alpha and Luna of the Lunar Eclipse pack, one of the biggest packs in the country. I wasn’t as close to them as Ivy was, given she had grown up with the Luna, but with our alliance these past five months and how closely we had worked together, I felt like I could trust him.

“It is Ivy, isn’t it?” He asked with a solemn look on his face.

“I don’t know what is wrong or if anything is actually wrong, but she’s displaying things that I have never seen in my life as a vampire.” I advised him, “But I don’t know what to do.”

“Did you want to bring her here?” Declan suggested, “Our pack doctor mostly deals with wolves, but it’s something. If nothing else, the girls can spend some time together.”

As long as I continued giving her my blood regularly, she wouldn’t be a danger to any wolves, and I knew any help was better than none.

I nodded in agreement, “I would appreciate it.”

“No problem, I’ll get Cassie to open a portal in the morning for you guys, save yourself the plan ride. But I better go. I can sense

Emerson’s panic, so I better go calm her down before she portals to you tonight.”

He hung up, leaving me with my thoughts, hoping tomorrow would bring some answers.