Food or food?

　　Irena’s POV

　　We finally had a general idea of where the defiler was hiding but didn't have enough bodies to cover the area.

　　I had to make a decision, we either waited for reinforcements or went in with the numbers we had.

　　And with time running against us I had to rush in with the numbers I had to avoid losing the defiler’s trail.

　　We encountered some problems along the way, an Armada squadron armed with obsidian stakes most likely given to them by our enemies to fan the flame of the imminent war.

　　We made short work of them however despite their best efforts and their obsidian weapons, only losing one vampire to a surprise attack that no one saw coming.

　　But the loss of that one was a major blow to our already thinly stretched number.

　　But we pushed on, I had left words and coordinates for reinforcements to find and follow, but for the time being, we twenty were all the world had against Babatunde The Defiler and his horde of defiled.

　　And what a horde it was.

　　We finally found his cabin after hours of searching and scouring only to be stopped just at the entrance by a horde defiled.

　　They snarled and growled at us drawing closer as they drooled hungrily.

　　We were outnumbered three to one, but we had an advantage, the obsidian stakes that we had collected from the site where we left the armada soldiers dead.

　　We readied ourselves for the creatures and as they came at us, we hurdled up and launched a full-scale attack on them.

　　Some of the vampires had guns and opened fire and leveled the playing field completely for us to where there was no need to hide for the creatures every which way they ran they were picked out by repeated waves of bullets and the ones who didn’t die that way still had their lives snuffed with the use of the obsidian stakes that had only hours ago, been used against us, now they were ours to use and how well we used them

　　Our attacks were free-flowing and coordinated, almost like a rehearsed dance routine.

　　With our speed, strength, and battle strategy the creatures never stood a chance, not to mention the added advantage of the weapons that we had picked up along the way.

　　The fighting went over quickly and ended as abruptly as it started, we didn't lose a single man in the fighting.

　　And at the end of it all, we stood victorious surrounded by so many of Babatunde’s defiled as they lay dead all around us, littered on the floor like so many fallen leaves.

　　And now finally, I stood at the door to Babatunde’s cabin door.

　　I forced open the door and was greeted by the oh so unpleasant stench of rotting flesh.

　　The cabin was pitch black and the smell was so awful that it had me gagging and a few of the vampires even threw up once exposed to a whiff of the horrid stench.

　　We made our way in, while Magnus stayed outside offering to ‘stand watch,’

　　I proceeded into the cabin with my vampires.

　　We gathered everything we could find that could help us in any way, maybe as a clue or an idea on how to track down and stop Babatunde.

　　I had been looking forward to finding Babatunde and feeding him his intestines but after turning the cabin inside out it was clear that he hadn’t been here in weeks.

　　So we were back where we originally started.

　　Back to square one, it was all so frustrating, but there was no time to sit around and feel defeated.

　　We had to go back to the drawing board, we had to figure out what we were missing.

　　The next lead to follow.

　　The Defiler was still out there like cancer slowly killing the world from the inside out and I had to stop him, I was the surgeon that would remove that cancer and free the world.

　　But first I had to find that cancer.

　　We took the things that we had confiscated from the cabin and made our way back to our base of operations.

　　Now it was left for the research department to run a data analysis to try and find any other leads for us to follow.

　　I had nothing left to do and rather than sit around and wait I thought I’d go home and spend some time with Alexey.

　　It had been almost two weeks since I last saw him since he found out I was a vampire.

　　Since he accepted that aspect of my reality.

　　He had so many questions about so many things, about the possibilities of the existence of all his favorite legendary creatures and monsters.

　　He wanted to ride a unicorn.

　　I got home that morning and made my way to the bedroom. I needed a shower and a change of clothes.

　　Something smelled delicious throughout the house, someone was cooking.

　　I had a nice shower and put on my bathrobe before making my way to the kitchen being med by the smell of freshly baked pastries.

　　When I got into the kitchen, Alexey stood there whistling a tune from the song he had been playing in his headphones at the max volume which explains why he couldn't hear me.

　　He had on an apron that said the sexiest chef alive, there was no augment from me.

　　I stood by the door and watched him for a while, the sweat dripping from his brow and down his temple.

　　I snuck up on him, making sure he didn't see me coming and then I hugged him from behind.

　　He laughed and took off his headphones. "Hey beautiful," he said, holding my arms that were wrapped around him and stretching for a kiss. I stood on my tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips.

　　"What are you making?" I asked, breaking the kiss and peering into the pan. He was basting a whole turkey.

　　"Like what you see?" He asked, smirking.

　　I inhaled and nodded. On the counter, was a spread of pancakes and apple pie.

　　I left him and took a slice of pie. Getting some cream on the side of my lips. I looked straight into his blue eyes and watched as they darkened as I licked the cream off seductively and slowly.

　　He swallowed thickly and gestured that I should come closer. I had some cream on my fingers and I sucked on it seductively as I walked toward him.

　　As soon as I reached him, he grabbed my waist and planted a firm kiss on my lips. Groaning hungrily, I gripped his hair and slipped my tongue in his mouth, wanting to feel all his warmth.

　　He lifted me and placed me on the empty part of the counter, his hands slipping into my dress and finding my tits, before squeezing them firmly.

　　I moaned, lifting my chest, wanting him to squeeze them harder even.

　　Fuck, I haven't touched him, we haven't fucked in such a long time, all the activities and urgencies. I wanted him to take me there and then.

　　I wrapped my legs around his torso, pressing him impossibly closer, my cunt throbbing at the feel of his hard dick against it.

　　I ran my hand through his sweatshirt as he captured my lips in another breathtaking kiss. His lips were driving me crazy, so was his scent. I wanted him so bad.

　　I took his hands and slipped them into my panties and he growled at the feel of my wetness all over his hands.

　　He knew what I wanted and I gasped as I felt his fingers on my clit, carefully massaging and flicking my aching nub. I moaned and threw my head back, grinding against his hands. He kissed my neck and kept on playing with my clit, increasing his pace as I got close to having an orgasm.

　　With a loud moan, I came hard, toes curled and shiver running down my skin. I held him tightly, panting and wanting more.

　　He took his fingers off and licked them, wiping every drop of my juices off his long fingers. He groaned, staring at me as he did it, and I decided to join him, tasting my juices as we licked off my pussy juice off his fingers.

　　And then I smelt something burning. Alexey smelled it a few seconds later and rushed to his burning turkey.

　　"Fuck, the turkey got a little burnt." He exclaimed, laughing.

　　I laughed and teased him for being a careless cook, making him stare at me accusingly.

　　"You fucking seduced me you seductress," he rasped, his eyes raking down my body as he took out a glass tray.

　　He cut off the burnt part of the turkey and I helped set up the table. We sat down and ate.

　　Throughout our breakfast, Alexey eyed me like he wanted to devour me and I could say the same for myself, even worse. I sucked on strawberry bulbs like I would suck his dick and I did many other nasty things.

　　We weren't done eating when Alexey stood up and grabbed me, hoisting me up on his bare shoulder and heading towards his room.

　　"Where are we going? I was enjoying breakfast." I whined, in a light tone, while I pouted.

　　He spanked my butt and I gasped lightly, wanting to tell him to do it again. "You've been a naughty girl, no more breakfast, daddy has to teach you a lesson." He breathed out, his voice thick and husky.

　　I felt a thrill run through me and I peeked my head up in delight. "I wouldn't want you to spank me harder daddy," I whispered suggestively.

　　He groaned and spanked my butt harder.

　　My pussy clenched and I could tell that he noticed from how there was already a wet patch around the part of my dress that had clung to my fat pussy lips.

　　We got to his room and he pushed the door open, slamming it behind him, before tossing me on the bed.

　　I quickly took my dress off, as he took off his sweatpants, his dark eyes staring at my glistening pussy lips lustfully.

　　He rushed towards me and spread my legs open forcefully. I moaned and squeezed my nipples, enjoying how rough he was being. I wanted to get fucked rough and hard so fucking bad, and I could tell that I was going to get just that.

　　He dove in between my thighs and I felt his lips on my pussy. Desperately, I placed my hands on his head, running my head through his soft brown locks, and pressing his head against my pussy.

　　His tongue parted my pussy lips and landed hotly on my clit.

　　"Fuck," I breathed out, as gasps escaped my mouth.

　　His tongue began to move, licking every part hungrily like he was devouring my cunt.

　　Moans of pleasure escaped my lips and I rocked my pussy against his mouth, wanting more delicious friction.

　　His tongue slipped into my pussy hole, to give fucking me and I cried out in pleasure, feeling another orgasm building up. I whispered the dirtiest shits, urging him to go on, not wanting him to stop.

　　He ate and tongue fucked my pussy and within minutes, I was crying out, having another best orgasm of my life.

　　He lifted his head to watch me, his tongue glistening with my pussy juice.

　　I grabbed his arms, pulling him forwards. He lifted my legs and spread them open, he held his large cock, jerking and glistening with pre-cum, and rubbed it against my pussy.

　　I moaned, clenching the sheets, and toes curled. The feeling was crazy and I was getting impatient. He hadn't fucked me in a long time and I wanted his cock buried deep in my pussy urgently. I felt like I was going to run mad if he didn't.

　　He pushed his fat dick into the entrance of my pussy and I gasped, eager and drunk in pleasure, wanting to feel the rest of him.

　　But then he pulled out and I whined.

　　"Put it in Alexey, fuck me already," I complained desperately.

　　" Beg me," he whispered. Putting the tip of his cock back in my cunt and pulling out.

　　I groaned in frustration. "Please Alexey, I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard like a fucking slut,"

　　His eyes got impossibly darker and he growled, holding my neck and choking me.

　　"Beg me some more. Call me daddy." He ordered huskily.

　　My cunt was fucking aching. God, what was he doing to me?

　　"Daddy, I want you too bad, my pussy is fucking aching for your fat juicy cock. Please make me your slut daddy, I want you so fucking bad. " I pleaded more, holding his wrist as his hand was still on my neck.

　　"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll be too sore by the time I'm done. You're a vampire, I know you can take this monster cock. And you're going to call me daddy as I fuck the shit out of you." He rasped, grabbing my hair and planting a sloppy kiss on my mouth, sucking on my tongue and taking his hand off my mouth to squeeze my tits.

　　My cunt was getting even wetter and I was dying to feel him in me.

　　He leaned on me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting to feel him.

　　I let out a loud gasp when I felt him push all of his aching erection deep into my pussy. I moaned, feeling light-headed and stuffed.

　　He began to thrust, taking out his lengthy cock and ramming it back in my pussy.

　　I cried out, slurring dirty words, pushing him deeper with my legs.

　　He lifted himself and raised my legs, lifting the lower half of my body.

　　He then pushed his dick in again, all that fat juicy cock pushed in. I could feel his cock in my fucking womb.

　　He continued to plunge his dick in my pussy, increasing his pace and ramming me like a fucking animal.

　　I was going crazy, moaning and calling him daddy, begging him to fuck me even harder. If the rooms of the house weren't soundproof, I'm sure everyone in the room must have heard us, especially his cook Emelia who slept late.

　　Alexey's thrusts become more ferocious and rigid and I could tell that he was about to cum.

　　I was close to cumming and I quickly pushed him on his back and mounted him.

　　I took in his cock, relishing all that length inside me. I started bouncing up and down his cock, feeling it plunge deeper and deeper into my cunt.

　　He grabbed my breasts hard, squeezing them as he moaned and groaned. My body was jerking as I felt myself orgasm.

　　He held my waist, lifting me slightly and fucking me harder. Plunging all of his dick in my pussy and I could feel his balls slap against it. I came with a loud cry, my orgasm even more intense because Alexey didn't stop fucking me.

　　I felt him go stiff and I resumed riding his cock and he came hard, moaning my name as his body jerked strongly. I could feel his hot seed shoot inside me. And I cried out in pleasure.

　　He pulled me down and held me against him, his dick throbbing and my pussy clenching against it.

　　"I love you, Irena," he whispered.

　　"I love you so much, Alexey. Thank you for everything," I whispered back, feeling butterflies in my stomach.