Cythraul woke first as Sara snuggled deeper into his chest. He hummed deep and she sighed against him her warm breath fanning across his muscled chest. "Mm morning sir." Sara murmured against his chest and then kissed it. "Good morning princess" he replied and she giggled rolling over. Cerberus woke with them, yawning and licking their noses. 'Good morning master, King Cythraul' the spoke into their minds. "Morning Cerb" she replied sitting up and stretching her arms over her head. Cythraul sat up slowly and eyed the three pits then turned to Sara with a questioning look. "Um some snake familiar named Stolas brought me to this uh.." she couldn't remember the name 'Ather plane' Cerberus supplied. "Yes that, thank you. And that's where I found Cerberus and he's my familiar now, I guess?" she stated more as a question. The three dogs nodded in agreement with her statement.

Cythraul seemed to be taken aback when she mentioned Stolas and looked off as deep in thought. He could feel his brothers joining the link. Mahō asked. Mala'ika quired. Murciél replied and dropped off the link to head over to get Sara. Mala'ika agreed and dropped followed by Mahō. Hele added and dropped off.

"Sir is everything okay?" Sara asked and he growled as a reply pinning her beneath his warm body. "Keep calling me Sir and Murciél can forget his date night" he whispered into her ear before sucking the lobe into his mouth. Sara moaned in return as she wrapped her arms around his neck and he lifted her off the bed to stand. "Unfortunately we have to behave now princess" he scolded playfully and kisses her forehead. "Yes sir!" she said with a giggle and soft salute. Cythraul led them into the bathroom and they managed to shower without going another round. When they came back out the room he gave her a black short sleeve blouse with cutouts on the shoulders and a matching black skirt with a high-low mesh."And because no outfit is complete without her shoes" Cythraul joked as he handed her a pair black open toed heels.

 "You are never getting this outfit back." she muttered adoring herself in floor length mirror behind the door. "Well it is yours anyway." he chuckled and led her out the play room and to the elevator.

Hitting the button for the rooftop access they walked out as Murciél's helicopter landed. Murciél hopped out and walked over to them buttoning his blue blazer as the chopper waited for them. Sara thought it was cute how he pair them with simple jeans and a blue button up he clearly didn't want to button up. 

"Brother, " he greeted them. Cythraul nodded in return "Brother, good to see you as always." he replied giving him a brotherly hug. " (mother of God), I can't decide if I like you better with or without the dress" Murciél jokes. "Definitely without" Cythraul replied and they all burst out laughing. "Be a good girl for me princess." Cyhraul said turning to Sara and pulling her close, kissing her forehead. "Yes sir." she replied looking up at him through her lashes.

Murciél led her to the helicopter, his hand on the small of her back. Once inside he helped her buckle and put on the protective headset so they could talk. "So, few questions?" he asked grabbing her hands and bringing it to his lips kissing her fingers. ", go for it" she replied kissing his cheek. "Do you like to swim and how do you feel about boats?" he asked. "I LOVE to swim and I've never been on a boat, but I'd love to. Why?" she answered. Murciél smiled and kissed the back of her hand. "You'll see" he said and they enjoyed each others closeness watching the scenery go by. "Where are we" she eventually asked and he replied "Over Southern Italy. We're going to land on the Western side of Sicily." he informed her. Sara's head snapped to him so fast they both heard her neck crack but he was surprised she didn't get whiplash. "Are we going on a date in ITALY?!" Sara asked her voice getting exponentially higher. "Even better. We're going to get on my yacht and sail to the Balearic Islands in Spain. Spend a night on my private beach, under the blood moon and making love." he whispered the last part into her ear and nibbled on her ear lobe. She grabbed his thigh as squeezed it with the wave of pleasure that shot through her.

It didn't take them wrong to reach the helipad connected to the marina. "Sweet black baby Jesus..." she muttered looking at the yacht they were about to embark on. "IT'S MASSIVE!!" she cried out, "Well thank you!" he replied "Oh you mean the boat. Yes of course." he added clearing his throat and Sara burst out laughing. "(So what surprise do you have in store for me?)" She asked him in spanished and his eyebrows nearly shot up to his hairline. "(Well someone has been practicing. And if I told you before, then it wouldn't be a surprise.)" he replied kissing a trail down her neck and licking on her sweet spot where her shoulder and neck meet. "Soon mi amor you will know exactly what I have planned for you." he added as they boarded the ship.

The yacht had 4 levels. The largest floor was the party and entertaining area that was currently empty space and room. At the back of the ship where two curved stairs that led to the second floor. Coming up the stairs there was a hot tub with some lounging furniture in front of it. To the left was the stairs up to the 3rd floor and to the right was the hallway to access the cabins. The third floor was a dining area with an eight person table and the kitchen directly behind it going towards the front of the ship. The top floor was the smallest with another lounge area with reclining seats perfect for stargazing and the crews quarters.

Murciél exchanged a few words with the captain and introduced Sara to the staff. "Breakfast time!" Murciél called out as he led her down to the dining hall. There was a full spread of breakfast foods, fruits and drinks. "This is not all for me right? Although I'd totally be okay with that." She muttered the last part and he laughed. "Stupid vampire hearing." She grumbled and sat at the table to make a plate for herself. Before she could look on the deliciousness before her Murciél walked over to her and slid his hand around her neck applying soft pressure to the sides, but enough she couldn't pull away. "I heard that baby girl" he started with a hiss and Sara's core immediately responded. Thank God the seats were hardwood and not fabric. "Hele told me you were a bad girl but escaped punishment yes?" he asked but she didn't realize he wasn't being rhetorical. He lifted a brow and she nodded but he glared slightly and she knew better "Yes Daddy." She whispered. "So let's be on our best behavior because I will never pass up a chance to spank that perfectly chocolate, ass red. Do you understand?" he retorted. "Yes Daddy" she answered quickly and his lips descended on her in a lazy but deep kiss. She instinctively opened to him and their tongues battled for dominance before he won out. "Eat before I say fuck it and take you over this table right now." he whispered seductively low in her ear letting his hand drop back to his side before taking his own seat. A risky yet alluring idea came to Sara's mind and she would use breakfast to figure out how she would play it out. Sara did as she was told and nearly put herself into a food coma trying everything on the table. "Best worst decision ever..." she muttered finishing off her glass of cold milk.

By the time Sara has finished eating there were already on their way to the islands. Much to her surprise they weren't the only ones on the ship, apparently Murciél didn't know either but when his family piled out of their rooms they were both in for quite a surprise. "Mama!?" he asked catching her scent before seeing her. "Mijo!" she cried out "we wanted to meet your beloved so we figured we stow away and surprise you both, knowing you'd hide her form us" she said the last part with a glare that could of kill the vampire king twice over. "Look at you (how beautiful)!" she said pulling Sara in for a hug and kissing her cheek. "Gracias mama" Sara replied with a smile and his mother's face lit up like the Christmas tree at Rockefeller plaza. She squealed and pulled Sara in for a hug once more "! (She perfect my son)" she said pulling away. "Mom this is Sarauniya, mi amor this is my mom Mariana." As his family filled in the dining area and joined them at the table he introduced them. Sara has met abuela Carmen, papa Juan-Miguél and his younger twin brothers Antonió and Marcós.

Sara had to dig deep into her Spanish repertoire to make sure she kept up with the Fernandezs and it paid off. Much to the kitchen staff's dismay Mariana and Carmen kicked them all out and Sara, knowing better, offered to help them cook. She knew lunch was the most important meal of the day in most Spanish cultures, and helping cook would help them bond. "I got the rice and beans started so I'm going to prep the platanos is that okay?" Sara asked and they nodded. Lunch was finished cooking a few hours later.'I think we made too much' Sara thought to herself as they started bringing out the food and piling everything onto the table. Rice and beans, plantains, salmorejo, chorizo and more. "Dissert!" abuela Carmen called out and Sara nearly passed out 'There's more!?' she thought to herself as they brought out leche frita, churros and ice cream.

Once the table was set Murciél sat at one head with his Father at the other. Sara sat to his left with abuela Carmen on her left. Mama Mariana sat to Murciél's right and his brothers on the right of her. They ate dinner together in wholesome conversation. "Be right back" Sara said going to the bathroom. She slid off her panties and folded them tightly and walked back to the dining table. Instinctively Murciél went to hold her hand and she slid him her lace thong instead and shifted back to her meal and the family conversation as if nothing happened. She was impressed with his ability to save face and not react like she had hoped but she knew with his family here there wasn't much he could do which was perfect for her. Sara fully enjoyed the stories his family told and got all the black mail super classified delicious secrets on Murciél's childhood. "So if you ever need to get him back in line, you know what to do." Mama Mariana said jokingly. "Chancla or call mama, got it" Sara replied laughing. Much to Murciél's horror of his past unveiled and being unable to have private time with her, he enjoyed seeing her with his family. How well she fit in and how everyone loved her as he knew that would. It was a nice surprise to say the least.

"Alright, alright. We've impeded enough on their date. Let's leave the love birds alone shall we?" papa Juan-Miguél said after the table had been cleaned. "Can't wait to be an uncle" Antonió said to Marcós loud enough for everyone to hear. "Knowing brother we'll have like 7 before the years out" Marcós replied and they laughed until two shoes hit them dead in their face. Mama Mariana and Abuela Carmen both missing shoes. The twin's eyes grew wide and ran with mom and grandma chasing after them. "Well that was fun" papa Juan-Miguél started picking up the forgotten shoes. "(come my daughter)" he said to Sara and she beamed with a smile from ear to ear giving him a hug. He kissed forehead "keep him out of trouble ya?" he asked and she nodded. " (of course)" she replied and he turned to Murciél. "( She's perfect for you. Protect, love, cherish her and never let her go yes?)" He said giving Murciél a hug. "." Murciél replied and he father disappeared with the rest of the family.

"How are they gunna get off the boat?" she asked turning to Murciél. "I'd be more worried about you and less about them he growled lowly pinning her against a wall his hand on her neck, not applying any pressure but secure enough to trap her. "So you thought you would slip me some panties and would get away with it hm?" he asked his eyes now red. Sara should have felt like she was in danger but she wanted nothing more than to see what he had in store for her. "I had to go almost a whole day with your arousal hitting me constantly and then you give me your little gift." he added and used his free hand to take hers and place it over his painfully erect cock. Sara blinked at him a few times before she smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "You're going to fucking get it" he informed her as a whisper into her ear and tilted her head ot the side licking up her neck. The ships horn went off signaling their arrival and the anchor could be herd dropping into the water. "We will finish this." he said deep with frustration and need before pulling away and his eyes finally returning to normal.

Murciél had a few more words with the captain and they took a much smaller speed boat to shore. Sara's jaw fell as they got closer to the island and she took in the view of the beach house. "Close your mouth naughty girl. It's going to be sore enough as is after tonight you may want to let it rest for now" he instructed and she snapped her mouth shut to quickly her heard her teeth hit each other. Sara swallowed meticulously realizing at this moment. She. Fuckd up. Looking back to the beach house and accepting her fate she realized it was a villa set up. There were two structures connected by a wooden path, The first one they entered was the entertainment villa. It had a massive lounge area with a large TV and gaming setup was well as a wet bar and pool table. He led her through the main villa hitting a button on the way out the closed the security and privacy blinds for that building. The next building was much bigger with a smaller lounge area to the left of the door and a massive open kitchen to the right. Past the kitchen was a large dining area and across the front door was the hall that led to the master suite.

Murciél picked up Sara over his shoulder before she could run away and set her down in front of the love seat, facing it. He stood between her and the seat as if he was going to sit and fisted her hair tilting her head back and kissing her roughly with need. Sara grabbed at his shirt to pull him closed but he grabbed her wrist with his free hand and pulled back all too soon. "On. Your. Knees." he all but hissed out and she went to her knees immediately and undid his slacks in record time. His cock sprung from his pants nearly hitting her in the eye and she realized what he meant early about it being so big. "Open!" he growls and she did. Turning her head a bit he let her tongue stroke the entire underside of his cock as she sucked on the side. Without warning her straightened her face out and began to fuck her face with shallow strokes. He knew he was big and would never go full throttle on her without warning. Sara felt her juices leak down her thighs and drip to the floor as her eyes began to water. Murciél began to deep his strokes progressively so Sara had time to adjust the angle of her throat and focus on her breathing. "Look at you, all of a sudden you know how to behave. (God, you look so beautiful sucking my dick.)" he growled out hitting the back of her throat as he bottomed out against her full lips.

Sara adjusted herself on her knees so she could spread her legs and play with herself. 'Don't you. Fucking. Dare." he hissed out. "Hand over your head, and keep sucking!" he orders and she lifted her hands over he head criss crossing at the wrist. He let go of her hair and pulled off his belt using it to secure her hand above her head. "Bad girls don't get to play or cum" he told her and she whined on his cock. "What was that?" he asked and pulled his cock from her mouth. "I'm sorry Daddy I wo-" he cut her off by putting his dick back in her mouth. "Apologize with your actions, not your words . Make me cum and I'll see if you still need to be punished. Sara sat low so she could straighten her throat and began to hum as she sucked on his cock, thanking God for her lack of a gag reflex.

It didn't take long for Sara to get the right rhythm for him and it wasn't long before Murciél came into the back of her throat with a hiss as he pulled back a bit so she wouldn't choke. "Show me" he instructed knowing she didn't swallow yet. She tilted her head back as he let go of her hair and opened her mouth, swallowing his load with her mouth open so he could watch it disappear. "(Mother of God, come here.)" he instructed releasing her wrist from the belt and helping her off the floor. She slid her shoes off leaving them there as he pulled her into the master suit. "Bend over the foot of the bed" he instructed nearly ripping his shirt off of him and kicking his pants off. He folded her belt once in his right hand and lifted her dress up to expose her ass with the other. "Count and thank me. Miss one I add two" instructed and swat.

"Uno, gracias papi."

Spank.

"Dos, gracias papi."

Spank

"Tres, gracias papi."

~ Seven more spanks later~