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Category:
Hellsing › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
38
Views:
23,383
Reviews:
115
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Hellsing, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Interludes
Integra stiffened in his arms, waiting for the white hot pleasure of his bite. It was something that she had not yet grown accustomed to and knew she never would.
Alucard did not disappoint, his razor fangs dipping in the soft sweel of her shoulder. She arched back against him, her head cushioned on his shoulder. His hands swept over the silk swathed curves, his growl of want reverberating through her as once more he allowed them to sink through the floor.
She opened her candy colored eyes to his, her need a stark cry written there. "Of all things in this world Integra, little can rival your passions" he told her. His smooth voice flowing over like liquid gold, heating her lower belly.
Tangling her hair in his long dark locks, she pulled him onto herself. Nibbling at the sensual line of his mouth, before he took control of the kiss. He dominated her mouth, making her moan and pant for him. Her scent blossomed around him and his shadows crept out to attend.
Sliding like silken fingers over her trembling flesh. "Alucard!" she cried out when he nipped the high peak of her breast, his clever fingers already venturing to the most sacred part of her. The shrine of her body that he loved to lord over.
Suddenly, he flipped her onto her knees, unwlling to remain outside of her for a moment longer. Integra braced herself on her hands, feeling him fill her in one thrust.
Her head dropped and her body shuddered from the sheer pleasure of it. Grasping her hips, Alucard began a series of long, slow thrusts. using his body to tease her own. She wanted it hard and fast, wanted a near brutal fucking. Needed it. He knew that and still he delayed it.
She bucked back against him, urging him to go faster and he chuckled, angling his hips to strike the sweet spot inside of her. She mewled her want, "Please!" she cried out to him. He wrapped the pale wealth of her hair around his fist, drawing her head up slightly.
"Please? Please What Integra?" he asked in a low hungry voice. She squirmed before him, knowing what he wanted. Her full and complete submission to him. It was an odd game that he never really tired of. "Please my master" she purred in a husky voice, "Please give me the release I seek."
Alucard's eyes closed on her words, his fanged smile stretching wide. "But of course".
He pounded into her without mercy, his clawed fingertips finding the jewel of her pleasure to press against in time with his hard thrusts. The full globes of her breasts bounced and heaved with every advance. Her arms shook with the force of his body against hers.
Her body was wet and tight around him, sending the world into the deep shades of crimson that he loved so well. His lust rising to higher levels, "Need more" he grunted, "Must go deeper."
He gently shoved her cheek to the coverlet, her body angling to allow him deeper passage. He slid home, growling his pleasure. She whimpered and cried out in her pleasure, his heavy sac slapping against her, his dark hair tumbling down to slide like silken threads over her back.
His nose was tucked at the base of her neck, his fangs lightly clamped there as he rode her like the animal he had made her. Feeling her clech around him, he thrust his forearm before her. She bit down hard in her exquisite release, throwing him headlong into his own.
The world splintered into white fragments a moment later, her body bowing so tightly she thought she might die of the pleasure this time. The cool wash of his seed within her was met by her own juices. She sagged against the bedding, him draped over her back, growling softly like some great wild wolf.
Several minutes passed before he would allow her to move, content to keep her caged and impaled with his own body. Not that she was complaining. No, he knew she enjoyed it as much as he. Her channel stuffed with him, her trembling form surrounded by the greater strength of his own.
It was a primal thing, for a female to sumbit to a male and he in turn to guard her. For vampires the instinct was a heady ingredient to loveplay. She sighed beneath him, her pale hand moving to touch his side and he nuzzled against her. Then he turned them and dropped them to their sides, still connected and bid her sleep.
Alucard did not disappoint, his razor fangs dipping in the soft sweel of her shoulder. She arched back against him, her head cushioned on his shoulder. His hands swept over the silk swathed curves, his growl of want reverberating through her as once more he allowed them to sink through the floor.
She opened her candy colored eyes to his, her need a stark cry written there. "Of all things in this world Integra, little can rival your passions" he told her. His smooth voice flowing over like liquid gold, heating her lower belly.
Tangling her hair in his long dark locks, she pulled him onto herself. Nibbling at the sensual line of his mouth, before he took control of the kiss. He dominated her mouth, making her moan and pant for him. Her scent blossomed around him and his shadows crept out to attend.
Sliding like silken fingers over her trembling flesh. "Alucard!" she cried out when he nipped the high peak of her breast, his clever fingers already venturing to the most sacred part of her. The shrine of her body that he loved to lord over.
Suddenly, he flipped her onto her knees, unwlling to remain outside of her for a moment longer. Integra braced herself on her hands, feeling him fill her in one thrust.
Her head dropped and her body shuddered from the sheer pleasure of it. Grasping her hips, Alucard began a series of long, slow thrusts. using his body to tease her own. She wanted it hard and fast, wanted a near brutal fucking. Needed it. He knew that and still he delayed it.
She bucked back against him, urging him to go faster and he chuckled, angling his hips to strike the sweet spot inside of her. She mewled her want, "Please!" she cried out to him. He wrapped the pale wealth of her hair around his fist, drawing her head up slightly.
"Please? Please What Integra?" he asked in a low hungry voice. She squirmed before him, knowing what he wanted. Her full and complete submission to him. It was an odd game that he never really tired of. "Please my master" she purred in a husky voice, "Please give me the release I seek."
Alucard's eyes closed on her words, his fanged smile stretching wide. "But of course".
He pounded into her without mercy, his clawed fingertips finding the jewel of her pleasure to press against in time with his hard thrusts. The full globes of her breasts bounced and heaved with every advance. Her arms shook with the force of his body against hers.
Her body was wet and tight around him, sending the world into the deep shades of crimson that he loved so well. His lust rising to higher levels, "Need more" he grunted, "Must go deeper."
He gently shoved her cheek to the coverlet, her body angling to allow him deeper passage. He slid home, growling his pleasure. She whimpered and cried out in her pleasure, his heavy sac slapping against her, his dark hair tumbling down to slide like silken threads over her back.
His nose was tucked at the base of her neck, his fangs lightly clamped there as he rode her like the animal he had made her. Feeling her clech around him, he thrust his forearm before her. She bit down hard in her exquisite release, throwing him headlong into his own.
The world splintered into white fragments a moment later, her body bowing so tightly she thought she might die of the pleasure this time. The cool wash of his seed within her was met by her own juices. She sagged against the bedding, him draped over her back, growling softly like some great wild wolf.
Several minutes passed before he would allow her to move, content to keep her caged and impaled with his own body. Not that she was complaining. No, he knew she enjoyed it as much as he. Her channel stuffed with him, her trembling form surrounded by the greater strength of his own.
It was a primal thing, for a female to sumbit to a male and he in turn to guard her. For vampires the instinct was a heady ingredient to loveplay. She sighed beneath him, her pale hand moving to touch his side and he nuzzled against her. Then he turned them and dropped them to their sides, still connected and bid her sleep.