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I reach down and start softly rubbing the outline of Caspian’s cock through his pants. It twitches against my touch. Every moan I unleash into Caspian’s ear causes his cock to grow a little more.
Pretty soon, the pleasure and pain mix so much that the feelings are indistinguishable. The two sensations build-up together in my chest, more and more. I’m about to cum, but I keep it to myself, not risking Caspian denying me from it again.
The orgasm washes over me. Every inch of my body tingles with joy. As it happens, Caspian starts sucking more blood from me. I swear I can hear him moaning into my neck, but the pleasure is so overwhelming, I’m not sure.
Before my orgasm fades, Caspian pulls his fingers and his fangs out of me. I get lightheaded again but I power through. He grabs me by the hips again and tosses me onto the couch.
I can’t help but giggle. It’s all just too exciting. I’m truly at Caspian’s mercy. He could toss me around the room like a doll and suck me dry.
Laying on the couch, I spread my legs, inviting Caspian over. He quickly rips his own shirt off, muscles rippling, and drops his pants and boxers in one movement. His cock bounces out and I bite my lip. I need it.
I jump up off the couch and quickly rush to Caspian. Giving him no time to react, I get on my knees and take his cock in my mouth. I can barely fit the whole thing in, but I don’t care. I need to taste him.
Caspian takes advantage of my position. He grabs my head on either side and starts thrusting. Caspian takes control and forcefully fucks my face. Once more pleasure and pain mix in my body as his cock goes deeper and deeper into my mouth and throat.
It’s just too bad he can’t bite me in this position. That would drive me over the top. Maybe Caspian is thinking the same thing because he pulls out of my mouth. Once more, he tosses me chest down onto the couch.
With his vampire speed, he wastes no time in mounting me. Caspian’s cock slides in from behind. I don’t know if it’s from all the blood I’ve lost, or if Caspian just has this effect on me, but I’m already about to cum. One small thrust from Caspian and I’m moaning.
My whole body, from my pussy to my neck, is so sensitive right now. The slightest touch is bringing me to the edge of ecstasy. Part of me thinks Caspian can tell. As he slowly thrusts into me from behind, his fingertips leisurely explore my back.
I’m on the edge. But am quickly pushed over when Caspian leans forward onto me. His fangs sinking into my neck as his full body weight pushes me into the couch.
Time is a blur from here. I get orgasm after orgasm as Caspian sucks more blood from my neck and thrusts harder into my pussy as it only grows more and more sensitive. I’m not even sure when I stopped moaning to breathe.
The constant pleasure fills my brain. It’s almost getting excruciating. But I’m at Caspian’s mercy. I can’t be done until he’s done. That knowledge somehow only serves to make my orgasms more powerful and frequent.
After who knows how long, Caspian’s body starts to spasm against mine. His bite tightens on my neck. His thrusts slow down as his cock starts to swell in me. Caspian explodes into my pussy and I’m quickly filled up.
Caspian pulls out, dripping some excess cum onto my ass as I try to catch my breath. I wonder if this is how it is with every vampire. Surprise visits with marathon fucking. Or maybe Caspian is just special in this way.
“Quinn…” He stands next to me. I look up and take in his naked form in all its glory. “No one will ever take your warmth from me.”
I have no idea what he means by that. Probably a vampire saying or something. Regardless, if it means more Caspian in my life, I’m not complaining.
26
CASPIAN
My senses are torn between my commitment to this mission and my unholy lust for Quinn. Sincerely, I would much rather not handle the job at all if it meant more time spent with Quinn, but the conclusion of it means more time spent with my intended.
I am motivated by the memory of her, in all of her physical aspects.
The smell of her lingers somewhere in my mind, and guides me through the city streets, like a beacon on the horizon.
The taste of her resides in my mouth, her blood’s savor still dripping off my tongue.
The vision of her drives all of my aesthetic senses and captures my eyes, as I imagine her countenance in the files and across the documents I tear through.
The feel of her smooth, silky skin is in the very air I touch, and the rough cardboard and papers I need to sort through bear her textural resemblance, if only in my imagination.
And as I type away all the hours I’m not stalking or seducing Quinn, scouring everything I can manage to get my hands on, I hear her moans in the spaces between my keyboard taps and paper rifling.
Ren has kept his distance, allowing me to sneak away and pursue Quinn between tasks, but he no longer lurks in the shadows, monitoring my every move. His indifference to me in all aspects of this job has become deafening.
“Whatever you do, stay out of my way,” he told me. “And if you’re going to be an idiot, don’t tell me about it.”
I think he’s abandoned everything. His protests are silent and numerous, with every word he doesn’t say to me and every gesture he no longer extends. Out of respect for him, a small part of me wishes I could sever my feelings, and stop this torturous mission for Quinn’s soul.
