Valdemar | 9

For clarity; all characters are legal consenting adults ❤️ If you’ve just found this series, start here: Valdemar | 1. This chapter is erotica and contains explicit sexual content.

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My body coiled with pleasure as I came out of a dream that was quickly forgotten. I moaned quietly, still half asleep, and I tried to shift my hips but they were held in place.

Finally, my eyes opened and the fuzzy hotel room came into view. When they cleared, I moaned again and looked down to see Valdemar’s head between my legs. “Fuck, Valdemar. I guess that’s one way to… to…” I was rendered speechless as he glanced up at me, his tongue still working its magic as it slipped inside.

Eventually he paused, licked his lips, and kissed my thigh. “How are you feeling this morning, darling?”

“Do you really need to ask?” I chuckled. “Keep going.”

He returned the laugh and his mouth was over me once more, his tongue quickly bringing me back to the edge. I set a hand on his head as I sighed his name, and once more, my body began to unravel without the pain. My legs shook as I came, and my voice reached a new high pitch as he continued through the throes.

He finally relented and wiped his mouth before crawling up my body, and he kissed me in a way that told of his own inflamed desire. I spread my legs to welcome him, but I was disappointed as he pulled away and sat on the bed beside me. I looked over at him to take in his naked form that was clearly wanting. “Why’d you stop? What about you?”

“I’m alright,” he said with a smile. “Truly.”

The memory of yesterday crept back into my mind, and I knew why he’d pulled back. “You’re afraid.”

He took a deep breath and looked off to the side. “We have to check out soon, darling.”

“I know you’re afraid of what happened yesterday.” I sat up and turned his head to look at me. It was ironic in the worst way; I’d finally conquered my fear of sex and the pain had receded, only for Valdemar to develop his own fears related to intimacy. It wasn’t that I didn’t understand, I could imagine how terrifying it would be to completely lose control and gravely harm someone you loved. But he had control. He’d shown that even during a moment when most people wouldn’t be able to focus.

He placed his bandaged hand over mine and nuzzled my palm. “Yes. I can’t risk that happening again.”

“We’ll figure something out,” I said. “There has to be a way for you to feel safe and still be intimate with me.”

He sighed. “I wish there was, but I have no control over that side of me surfacing.”

I fell into thought. The biggest concern was him biting me, so if there was a way to ensure he couldn’t get to my neck… “We can choose positions that won’t give you easy access to my neck once things get heated.”

He shook his head. “It’s still a risk I can’t take again. Things get muddled when you’re deep into it.”

I looked off to the side as I dug through my brain again. There had to be something that would be a fail safe, something that would make it so he couldn’t bite me. And then it came to me, and I smiled. “Wait, I have an idea that would make it totally safe.”

He looked into my eyes as they met once more.

“You’ve seen those muzzles people put on dog’s mouths—“

“Oh, dear...”

“And then you literally can’t bite me. Some people have a kink for that kind of thing too, you know,” I said excitedly. “Then you wouldn’t have to hold back.” Just imagining him going full vampire with a muzzle over his mouth, no restraint, made the butterflies rush in my stomach.

“I don’t believe they make those to fit human mouths,” Valdemar said awkwardly.

“A muzzle for a large dog should work just fine.” I slid out of bed to get dressed. “Now, we just need to check the phone book for a local pet shop, which shouldn’t be hard to find in a city like this.”

“Darling, I don’t know.” Valdemar finally left the bed to redress as well.

“It’ll be okay,” I said as I approached him. I waited for him to finish dressing and held his face in my hands, kissing him softly. “Think of it like an extra safety measure while you practice control. You won’t need it forever.”

Valdemar smiled and kissed me. “Alright. I’ll try it. Maybe my body will become desensitized over time to the bloodlust.”

“It just might.” I pecked him one last time before rummaging through the night stand to grab the phone book. “Until then, after we get the muzzle, we’ll just have a lot of sex to let your body adjust.”

He laughed behind me as I flipped through the pages. “The quickest way to desensitization, I suppose.”

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I grabbed a metal cage muzzle from the shelf and turned it over in my hands. It looked big enough, but there was only one way to know. “Here,” I said after looking around. We were alone in the aisle. “Just slip this on really quick to measure.”

“It… looks like it will do,” Valdemar said awkwardly.

I sighed and brought it to my face, holding it over my nose. “If it works for me, it should work for you.” I adjusted it a little as it rested awkwardly; the nose pad was made to conform to a large dog’s face and not a human’s nose, but it would do. “With the straps around your head it’ll stay secure, so there’s no need to worry about a perfect fit. Just as long as it stays in place.”

A man came around the corner, and I quickly slipped the muzzle off. Valdemar glanced back at him as if he’d been caught doing something inappropriate. We waited silently for the man to finish browsing and move on to another aisle, and finally, we were alone again.

“Anyway,” I said. “I think this should work really well. Do you want to try it?”

Valdemar took a deep breath and stared at it. I could tell he was struggling with the idea. He was more of a romantic than a kinkster, so trying to sell it to him as something kinky hadn’t swayed him. It likely just reminded him of the ravenous bloodlust always lying underneath, which couldn’t have been easy. If we were going to be intimate though, we had to do something.

Finally he nodded. “Yes, I’ll try it. If it will keep you safe and enable us to continue to be together, then I’ll work past my discomfort.”

“Valdemar, I’m not asking you to ignore your discomfort,” I said softly. “I don’t want you to do anything you’re truly against. Your needs matter too, you know.” I sighed and went to put the muzzle back. “We’ll think of something else.”

He placed a hand over mine and took the muzzle back off the shelf. “No, I’m willing to try it at least once. There really aren’t any easy solutions, and I can’t imagine there will be much better options.”

I smiled mischievously. “We could always gag you.”

“Let’s just try this for now.” He shot me a knowing look. “If it doesn’t work, then we can explore your other naughty ideas.”

I chuckled and followed him to the register. “I’m on board with that plan.”

The weather was much nicer that afternoon as we made our way back to the car with the small bag. Once we climbed inside, I pulled the muzzle out and waved it. “Try it on now? I just want to see really quick.”

Valdemar stopped just as he was about to turn over the ignition. “I suppose it would be best to see how it should fit before we need it.”

“Exactly. We’ll adjust it now so when it’s time, we can just slip it on and go.” I lengthened the straps on the sides and the one over the head, and we spent a few minutes testing out tightness and effectiveness. It wasn’t the most comfortable thing, but he seemed to tolerate it well and it stayed in place once it was fitted.

He shook his head and it barely moved. “It certainly isn’t going anywhere,” he said.

“How does it feel?” I sat back to look at him, and desire claimed me. It was definitely turning into a new kink.

“Awkward,” he sighed.

I reached up to smooth my fingers over the metal cage, and I slipped one inside to trail along his lips. “I hope it doesn’t bother you that I find it extremely hot.”

He chuckled. “I’m not surprised, darling.”

I leaned forward and kissed the end of the cage. “Does it feel safer? Will you feel less nervous?”

He glanced down at the muzzle. “It will certainly keep me from causing any… accidents.”

“And you can see now,” I said as I smoothed my hand over the end again, “there’s no way for you to get out of it easily or bypass it. When the muzzle is on and you’re deep into it, you won’t be able to bite me.”

He smiled. “Alright, I’m warming up to the idea.” He reached up to search for the buckles and unfastened it, and then handed it to me. “But for now, let’s discuss where we’re going next.”

I hadn’t thought about it, and I realized I still had no idea where we should go. Somewhere warm, for sure, but not too hot. “North Carolina? It’ll still get cool during the winter months, but not as cold as where we came from. It’ll be nice in the summer and spring and it isn’t too much father, either. Plus, the Outer Banks and the beach…” My mind wandered as I imagined us walking around the beach at sunset, just watching the sun sink as we lay in the sand. Maybe we’d mess around a little if no one else was nearby…

Valdemar chuckled and pulled out of the parking spot. “That expression tells me all I need to know.” Soon, we joined the traffic inside the city, and he turned up the radio slightly. “Would you really like that? To go to the beach?”

“Oh, absolutely,” I said happily. “I’ve never been, and honestly? What’s more romantic than that?”

“It’s perfect,” he said with a smile. “Long walks on the beach at night, nothing but the sound of the waves crashing gently against the sand…”

“And maybe a bit of fun after the sun goes down, right there,” I finished.

“Of course, darling. You would,” he laughed.

The fantasy formed clearly in my mind, and I closed my eyes as I let it wash over me. It became a vivid scene straight out of a steamy romance novel, and soon, my body was running warmer and I sighed with pleasure.

“I can only imagine what’s going through your mind,” Valdemar teased.

“I can just tell you,” I said. As we drove farther through the city to reach the outer limits, I reclined my seat slightly and spread my legs. My fingers slipped between my thighs.

Valdemar glanced at me and smiled. “Darling, we’re still in the city.”

“Let people stare, then. Teaches them not to peek in other people’s cars.” I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down, leaving my underwear up. “The sun’s going down, and we’re walking on the beach together.” I slipped my hand beneath my underwear. “You stop and pull me close, kissing me as the waves crash against our feet.”

Valdemar glanced at me again, the smile still on his face. He lowered the volume of the radio. “And then what?”

“You go to pull away, but I hold you there, kissing you in a way that tells you clearly what I want.” A soft moan escaped me as I slipped two fingers inside. “And I can feel that you want it too as you press your body into mine, just as eager.”

“Won’t people see us?” he said as he played along.

I moaned again as I pumped my fingers slowly. “There’s no one else, and if there were, it wouldn’t matter. It’ll be dark soon.”

“Let me guess,” Valdemar said, “I lay you in the sand?”

I looked over at him to see that he was definitely amused. We stopped at a red light and he looked down at me, his eyes trailing to my hand that continued. “Yes,” I breathed. “And you climb over top of me, kissing me again with hunger. I tug at your shorts, which are stretched tight now…” I drew in a shaky breath as I slid my fingers up to circle.

The car moved again, and Valdemar focused back on the road. “I allow you to tug them down,” he teased.

“Oh, gods,” I moaned quietly. “I take you into my hand, caressing you softly at first. Soon, you pull off my shorts and I spread my legs.” I slipped my fingers back inside, going faster. I glanced over to see he’d looked at me again, and my stomach coiled with pleasure. Yes, watch me.

“I slip inside you, savoring the moan that comes from your throat,” he said a little more sultry that time.

“Valdemar, you’re killing me right now,” I half-laughed, half-moaned. I circled my fingers again and felt that first jolt.

“I’m only playing along, darling,” he chuckled. “What happens next?”

“I wrap my arms around you as you move your hips.” I slipped my fingers inside again, coming dangerously close to the edge. “It’s slow at first, but I beg you to fuck me.”

“And so I do. Harder, faster…”

I whimpered as another jolt warned of the point of no return. “And I…” I moaned his name as I came and my legs shook. As I settled back down I returned to reality, and I realized we’d nearly reached the city limits. “I think we need to find a gas station.”

“That would be wise,” he said with an undertone of lust. “I may… need a few minutes, first.”

I looked over at him to see that the fantasy, and my mischievousness, had worked on him quite well. “I can take care of that for you,” I teased.

He chuckled. “Oh, no, I’ll be fine, love. We’ll have plenty of time when we pull over for the night next.”

“And then we can test our new fail safe,” I said happily.

He sighed and nodded. “Yes, we can certainly do that.”

I relaxed back into the seat as Valdemar searched for the nearest gas station. I couldn’t wait to get to the Outer Banks; it was as cliché as romance could get, but it just felt right for us. Valdemar was certainly a romantic, and as much as I was driven by hormones due to the changes happening in my body, I was, too, deep down.

Maybe my body would chill out by then and we could enjoy the more romantic aspects of our relationship for a little while.