He placed a kiss on my lips, and I leaned back, shocked that he did that. His cum was still in my mouth, and he could practically taste himself on my lips, but he didn't seem to mind that. Placing his hand on the back of my neck, he brought my face closer and kissed me hard until I parted my lips and let him in.
This felt freaking normal, as if we had done this a thousand times.
He raised me and carried me in his arms. "Close your eyes," he instructed, and I did that instantly without questions. When I felt the strong whip of the air on my face and heard a door opening, I peeked an eye open, only to gasp in shock."How…"
"I'm a vampire, darling," he said, placing me on the bed. "Running fast is just one of my many abilities, canim."
I was intrigued. "What are the other abilities?"
He only shook his head. "You'll get to learn them one at a time." He removed his shirt. My pussy throbbed at the sight of the naked man standing by my bed. His chest was freaking ripped. The muscles didn't look like they were gotten from the gym, more like a natural one a man gets while working.
"Continue to stare at me like that, and I will take you hard now without prepping you."
That didn't sound so bad, the slutty part of my brain thought. I sat up on the bed as he joined me, his blood-red eyes staring at me like I was the only woman in the entire world. He had this way of looking at me like I was different, like I was freaking special.
He placed a kiss on the side of my lips before he helped me out of the gown I was putting on.. I raised my hands so he could pull the material over my head. He tossed it on the floor as his eyes roamed my body, stopping at my bra. He stared so hard and long, I felt completely naked under his gaze.
Letting out a curse under his breath, he reached behind me to undo the bra. My breasts spilled out when the constricting clothing was taken off. He didn't stop at that. He tugged my panties off. Only then did I feel vulnerable under him. As his eyes raked through me, I felt a cold caress on my body. I had to look down to make certain he wasn't touching me.
When he reached out to flick my hard nipples, my back almost shot up from the bed at the touch. "You're freaking sensitive," he rasped, circling his thumb on the hard pebbles. His eyes held mine captive as he tugged hard.
My pussy flooded as a strangled moan left my lips. Despite the pain, I was feeling freaking horny. I spread my legs, hoping he would take the hint and touch me down there. I needed him there, to feel his touch as he showed me how much he wanted me.
"You like when I do this, don't you?" He asked, rubbing his thumb on my nipples before tugging it hard. He leaned down and drew a nipple into his mouth before I could respond. Pleasure shot through my body like a rocket. My pussy throbbed with desire, and my lips parted in a moan.
"Nyx," I whispered his name, widening my thighs more. I closed my eyes, feeling the intense pleasure that racked through my body, the type that almost sent me crashing.
A scream tore through my throat when he bit hard on my breast. The pain was just as intense as the pleasure, but it eased when he started sucking. The pleasure returned, tenfold, as he fondled and sucked my nipple like a child feeding from his mother's milk. It made me feel feminine.When he lifted his gaze, I almost tipped over the edge. I had imagined how I would react if I ever saw him drinking blood or his lips bloody. I had thought I would be disgusted by it, probably retch at the sight, and try to get as far away from him as I could, but the sight I saw didn't prepare me enough.
Blood trickled down the side of his lips, and his fangs were elongated, those sharp points ready to sink into my body. My heartbeat picked up as he snaked his tongue out and licked off the blood that was trying to escape. Holding my gaze, his tongue swiped across the tip of his fangs.
"Sweet, just like I had imagined," he said, his voice gruff. "You taste so freaking good, Rex, that I want to gobble you up."
That shouldn't have sounded sexy. He was practically threatening to eat me up because my blood tasted sweet. I should be thinking of ways to get away from him, as far as I could, not reaching out to bring his head closer.
I didn't know what possessed me. It certainly had to be, because tell me why I would place my hand on the back of his head and draw him in for a kiss.
I attacked his lips like a starved woman, desperate. I felt the tangy, metallic taste of blood on his lips, but that didn't stop me. With my hands on the back of his neck, I practically climbed on his body, deepening the kiss, while rocking my pussy against his cock.
Each time my wet pussy touched his cock, we both let out a gasp. At first, it was just a slow dance, almost like a tease, until it wasn't. I moved faster, using his dick to rub off. I might be a virgin, but that didn't mean I didn't know what an orgasm is. I'm not a prude. I've watched porns, enough to get me ready for my first time with that bastard. It is helping now.
I broke away from the kiss so I could look down, as my pussy rubbed against his slick nose dick. I was shamelessly dripping on him, my arousal more than obvious.