Caius felt Alexia’s breasts smooched up against his chest. He worked hard to keep himself from shivering at the surprising amount of pleasure it gave him. Surprising because, truly, Caius had never considered doing this until today.

Really, he didn’t know why he was doing it.

Her confronting him must have fired him up—maybe he was developing a kink for being yelled at—and at some point, he just let himself get carried away.

He managed to keep from shivering but then had to work hard to stop a groan when Alexia began to kiss him back. When he felt he might be losing that battle, he turned the groan into a chuckle, his eyes looking deep into her half-lidded ones before he then pushed against her body.

Alexia was almost surprised to find that she had legs when they began to move as Caius pushed against her. For some reason, in the few seconds she had spent kissing Caius and staring into his eyes, only their upper bodies seemed to exist.

She was aware of his arm around her waist and trembled at the touch, and she was also aware of his chest, strong as it was, pressed up against her breasts.

With a very soft thud, her back hit the wall and even as Caius kept pushing against her, the wall wouldn’t give. It became a firm support that she could at least try to use to push herself right back at him.

Now that she had been reminded she had legs, Alexia put as much strength into them to support her pushback. She succeeded but didn’t get to step away from the wall as she and Caius just kept pushing against one another, creating a sexually tense equilibrium.

’Fuck!’ Alexia cussed in her head as Caius’s lips began to part, separating hers as well. His tongue trailed out of his mouth, licking in between her lips even though her rows of teeth had already parted to grant him access deeper into her mouth.

"Mmph!" Alexia let out in a deep groan as his tongue entered her mouth and seemed to fill it in the most delightful of ways.

Alexia’s tongue was roused as well, eager to tangle up with Caius and assert at least some level of dominance for the first time during this exchange. Alas, she failed.

This was not the Von Helsing Lady’s first time kissing. But certainly the first time she had been ’forced’ into a submissive role— The first time someone had so easily taken charge of her body.

Her kisses had always been with the fairer sex which, up until today, she would have sworn was the only sexual entanglement she was interested in.

Yes, tonight was a night of many firsts for Alexia Von Helsing.

First time kissing a man.

And first time kissing a member of her family!

’Oh, Fuck me!’ She exclaimed in her head mostly in self-deprecation because when she actively remembered Caius was family, a jolt of pleasure coursed through her in decadent delight.

Marriages and relations within the family are not all that uncommon in the Acheron Empire. For example, the Leopolds marry among themselves—to keep their Vampiric secret in house more than anything—and so do the Acherons, the Imperial Family itself.

Other families dabble. It’s usually not a hard-set tradition and rather just something that wasn’t particularly frowned upon whenever it did happen.

The Von Helsings, are, however, an exception. Since their family began, Von Helsings frowned heavily on incest. They encourage marrying outside of the family and spreading their genetic pool as wide as possible.

The reason Von Helsing adopts this custom, is because the Von Helsing blood, in the right conditions, is always dominant. It’s why they all have black hair and Black eyes.

If you have even a sliver of Von Helsing Blood, you can undergo the Induction process, which empowers that sliver of Von Helsing blood to take over the rest, turning you into a full-blooded Von Helsing, and transforming features such as hair color and eye color to the Von Helsing standard black.

Caius, for example, already got the Von Helsing black hair from his father. His purple eyes, however, which he got from his mother, were supposed to change to black upon Induction. That was never going to happen now though, since he had been turned.

In any case, Incest among Von Helsings is practically forbidden so for Alexia to be locking lips with Caius, was so damn wrong. And yet, the sheer taboo of it only excited her all the more, especially when Caius’s hand dropped from her waist to her ass to cop a feel.

She moaned into their kiss. Caius had pulled his tongue back into his mouth and was leaning away but Alexia followed, snapping her teeth to grab his lower lip, using it to pull herself to him and reclaim the kiss.

Caius smiled against her lips, his thumb stroking her cheek gently as he slid his hand from her ass to her thigh, grabbing it through the fabric of her gown to lift it against his side. As he did, Alexia’s gown rode up and he found his way underneath it.

Alexia gasped. The sweet smell of her breath saturated Caius’s sense of taste and smell. He opened his mouth in reaction to hers and the two bit at nothing but air, seemingly lunging at one another for another passionate kiss.

The way his hand felt on her bare thigh, moving across a region so close to her center caused said center to thrum with desire, growing warmer and wetter than she would ever have thought possible from simple foreplay.

’Hold on...’ she thought then. ’Foreplay to what?’

It seemed to only now be dawning on Alexia what their actions might be leading toward and as much as the implications rang loudly in her head, she couldn’t bring herself to stop.

Never had anyone’s hand felt this good on her body. And the hand belonged to a man no less. How was it possible? Why was she feeling such passion for a sex she had never once looked at twice before?

She had meant it when she said Caius wasn’t her type. At least, she thought she had meant it due to her decades of sexual experience that had never once involved a man.

When she saw Caius again—years after she had last seen him as an infant—she acknowledged his looks. Von Helsings have always produced very good-looking men so that hadn’t been too surprising. Still, Caius had been many steps above. Von Helsing or not, no one could compare.

But his looks hadn’t mattered to her because they really did nothing for her.

Or did it?

After all, here she was; Her back against the wall, her breasts against his chest, and her thoughts completely heady with the way his hands felt on her skin. The way his firm hand clenched around her.

Alexia and Caius finally stopped biting at the air and with simultaneous moans, they resumed their kiss. One of Alexia’s hands left Caius’s hip, working its way up his back to the back of his neck, then to his hair, which she grabbed handfuls of.

Caius felt Alexia’s other hand tighten on his hip as she pulled his lower half closer against hers. His rod was already filling with blood and was turgid when it pressed especially insistently against her warm sex. The material of her underwear and her gown only barely muffled the tremors coursing through her.

"Ohhh, Caius," Alexia groaned into his ear when next their lips separated, his name like a delicious fruit on her lips as she let herself get swept up in the warmth of the imposing member pressing up against her moistening center.