Chapter 6: Devin's Graveyard

When Calyndi landed in front of Devin's graveyard, she felt her heart pounding once again. It wasn't purely the exhilaration of lust that inspired her, though. Her fear was palpable, too. That fear, though, only made it all the more exciting.

Striding through the gates, she made her way towards the large tomb in the center where Devin dwelt, being careful to move as sensually as she was capable. As she walked, feminine giggles rippled through the air, and she often saw motion out of the corner of her eye. If she looked, she would see a brief glimpse of a beautiful, half-naked woman. But then, the shape would slip behind a tree, or disappear behind a tombstone. These, Calyndi knew, were Devin's vampire concubines. Most of his victims he disposed of in a single night, draining them and leaving them for dead. But these women were former victims whose beauty and sensuality were great enough for Devin to turn them. He would only drain them partially on the first night. Then, he would call them to him two more nights, drinking of their blood each time. On that third night, he would also allow them to taste his blood and, as they did so, their fates would be sealed. They would arise as vampires – filled with all the lustful energy that was characteristic of their kind. But they would also be slaves. Slaves to Devin.

That was the fate that Calyndi had been so careful to avoid. Yet it was the threat of that fate that, now, added to the allure that Devin held. Calyndi knew that she was safe from his powers, but the sensual, feminine giggles that floated all around her reminded her that this was still a risk – Devin was a sly and untrustworthy creature. She had to be ready for a trap.

When she reached the large mausoleum at the center of the graveyard, she found Devin waiting for her. He sat atop its roof, three of his concubines lying around him, stroking him while they stared at Calyndi with jealous yet playful eyes. This place was teaming with lust, and these creatures were filled with desires. This was going to be fun.

It was Devin who spoke first.

"So, are you finally ready to admit your desire for me, Calyndi?"

"I think we've both admitted our desires countless times, Devin. But tonight I am here to find out if you can actually follow through on your ... promises."

"Hasn't Linki filled you in on just what I'm capable of? If not, I'm sure any of my ladies here would be happy to tell you – or show you."

Calyndi raised her hand, letting the moonlight shine upon the ring that she wore as she replied, "I was only interested in hearing from Linki what you weren't capable of. As for your ladies, I don't care what they have to say, as theirs is a fate that I don't intend to share."

"Ah, that accursed ring. I should have known that she'd give it to you." Devin's frustration was apparent on his face.

"She didn't give it to me, I took it." Upon hearing that, Devin's face regained its arrogance.

"Did you desire to be with me that much that you would steal from a friend?"

"I didn't steal from her – I protected her. I came to tell you that I want you to stay away from Linki."

"And why would I do that?"

"Because we both know that she wants things from you that you will never be capable of giving."

"Couldn't I say the same of you? The whole underworld knows that she's in love with you, Calyndi."

"That's why I don't take her to bed, which is more than I can say for you."

"And I intend to do so again – she was quite delightful."

"I don't recommend that."

"Oh? Why not?"

"Because if you don't spend the night with her, you might find yourself occupied with even better things."

Calyndi was done with all the chatter. Standing in a casual, yet alluring pose, she allowed her clothes to slowly dissolve from her body, letting the moonlight gradually reveal her flawless skin, her perfect breasts, and her naked sex. She could feel Devin's lustful gaze upon her and knew that she was having the desired effect. Trusting that the deep flush of arousal that spread across her skin would be imperceptible in the moonlight, she walked as casually as possible into the mausoleum and descended the stairs towards the crypt below...

Calyndi had not been expecting to see a large, ornate bed in the depths of Devin's crypt, but that is, indeed, what she found. It was massive – easily big enough for five or six people to sleep in ... or do other things in. The headboard and four posts were made of heavy wood, and had intricate shapes and sculptures carved into them. And covering the bed was a set of luxuriant, blood-red sheets made of smooth satin.

The rest of the room seemed devoted only to the activities that might take place in the bed. The room was filled with sconces that each held a candle, giving the room an erotic glow that would highlight the curves of its inhabitants while also giving off an aroma that seemed to further ignite Calyndi's lust. The walls were cold, bare stone, though there were various shackles and metal loops that jutted out at various places. It was clear at only a glance that this was a room brimming with sexual energy.

In that regard, the room mirrored Calyndi's body.

With a broad grin, she walked to the bed and leaned against the nearest of the four posts, letting one hand wrap around the heavy wood while the other caressed up and down her naked body –naked except for the all-important ring that she wore. She was a sight to behold, and as she heard Devin making his way down the steps, she knew that he would soon agree.

Indeed, appreciation of her beauty clearly registered on his face as he strode confidently into the room. Behind him trailed two of his vampire devotees, their fangs bared as they glared at Calyndi's marvelous body, their jealousy palpable on their otherwise sultry faces. Devin entered the room with his shoulders held back, emphasizing the broadness of his form. His face was calm and appraising – he was admiring Calyndi's stunning looks as though a connoisseur of the female form, which, on some level, he was. With a wave of his hand, the two female vampires began undressing him, doing his bidding without a single word – this was his lair, and he was in charge of all who entered it.

Or so he thought.

"The floozies need to go," Calyndi said.

"What?" Devin stared at her with anger smoldering in his eyes. His two vampire servants continued their task, one drawing his shirt off of him while the other pulled off his thick leather boots even as Calyndi spoke again.

"I'm not one of your victims, Devin. If you wish to be with me, you'll have to dismiss these lesser beings – I'm not interested in slavish whores."

One of the women hissed her anger at Calyndi, while the other started to take a threatening step towards her. Both restrained themselves at a motion from Devin.

"Leave us!" he commanded, and both reluctantly withdrew from the room, their angry voices fading away as they moved back up the stairs.

Devin continued to stare at Calyndi, taking in her beauty. His servants had stripped away all of his clothes except for his black breeches, which could do nothing to hide the arousal that extended beneath them.

"I suppose," he said, breaking the erotic silence that had settled over them, "that you'll have to finish what they started."

"If you're not able to undress yourself, Devin, then I'm not certain I trust your ability to do other, more ... delicate things."

With an angry growl, Devin grabbed his pants at the hips and, in a single tug, pulled them off of his muscular, chiseled body. He gave Calyndi just a moment to stare at him, letting her return the appreciation that he had expressed for her earlier, before he took the few steps necessary to reach her. Then, with a single, decisive motion, he placed one hand around her waist and forcefully pulled her body to his own.

Calyndi gasped at this motion, feeling parts of herself come alive that had been asleep for far too long. Yes, she was going to enjoy this.

With one hand still around her waist, trapping Calyndi close to him, the other slipped behind her head, gripping her hair. With a rough motion he tilted her head back, and the next thing she knew she was engaged in a deep and passionate kiss. As their tongues danced back and forth, she could feel his fangs scraping enticingly across her lips and tongue, reminding her of the sensual danger inherent in any encounter with a vampire.

This only spurred her on.

With a graceful move she wrapped one of her long legs around Devin's body, feeling his warmth now on her inner thigh as her sex grew wet with her longing. Still locked in their kiss, she allowed her hands to roam over his strong, hairless chest, reveling in the feel of his muscles flexing beneath the smooth, warm skin.