Long, sharp fangs tip over her bottom lip. I kiss her again and trace my tongue along one canine. “Is this alright, Tilda?”
A low rumble starts in her chest and emerges as a growl. “Your blood smells sweet and spicy.” She wraps her arm around my neck, pressing her nose just under my ear. “The way it sings to me is maddening, Max.”
I grip her ass with both hands, lifting her off the ground. “You can bite me. I trust you.”
The way she growls makes my cock thicken and strain to get out of my pants. With strong legs, she presses her center to my abdomen.
The scent of her arousal fills me, and it’s all I can do to keep from taking control of this encounter. However, I know this has to be up to her. She needs me to submit to prove that she cancontrol the vampire side of herself. “Your scent is driving me mad.”
Holding my shoulder, she leans back and meets my gaze. “Are you strong enough to break the contact if I can’t?” Voice filled with worry, she still rocks her sex against me. The thin, silky material of her jumpsuit and my tee shirt is no barrier to her wetness.
“You would never harm anyone. I’m sure of it.” I brush her hair back from her worried eyes. “I’m strong enough.”
Her pupils dilate. She grips my back, pressing her lips to mine. Her cool tongue traces the crease between my lips.
Opening for her, I let my tongue touch hers. It’s like a bolt of electricity lights between us. Leaning her against the kitchen island, I press my cock between her legs, unable to control my groan.
“Max,” she breathes. With just a slight shift of her head, her fang nicks my lip.
Pleasure courses through me. My cock was already hard, but now I feel like it could drive nails. The stitching of my jeans’ zipper tears. “Fuck! That’s…”
She licks the spot and hums. “You taste so good, Max. I need more.”
A euphoric haze nudges at the edge of my awareness. “Take what you need.”
“Are you sure?” She sucks my bottom lip between hers. Reaching between us, she grips me through my pants. “So big. Do you want to take me into the bedroom?”
“More than anything in the world, but I think, not yet.” My grip on control is slipping as she rubs her small hand over my bulge and stares into my eyes.
She pops open the button of my fly, pulls the zipper, and my cock pops free. Gripping my neck and shoulder, she pulls metight with vampire strength. Rocking her hips, she moans, and her wetness coats my cock even through her clothes.
A low moan leaves me as she grips me tight with her legs, creating even more pressure.
Her teeth graze the side of my neck, and my balls tighten.
“Tilda.” I wish I were good with words, but her name is all I can manage.
There’s a prick of pain as her fangs pierce my skin, then a flood of pleasure. Completely lost in the glory of her vampire elixir flooding my blood, I have no control. Holding back my orgasm is not an option, and I spill my seed between us while lying against her on the countertop.
As she drinks and moans and humps, my cock grows hard again. She grips it, massaging from base to tip, and between the sensations of her mouth and hand, another tingle begins at the base of my spine.
I roar as another orgasm grips me, and I come again. My seed drips over her jumpsuit and down her thigh.
While she sucks blood from my artery, I grip the seam between her legs and tear the fabric. Pressing my thumb through the hole, I slip it along her wet folds.
She moans, sucks, and her hips jerk against my digit.
Finding her clit, I rub softly around in a circle until her hips find a steady pace. “Come for me, Tilda.”
Releasing my throat, she licks the wounds and screams, arching her back. “Max. Max. Max.”
The sound of my name mixed with her pleasure is almost enough to make me come again. It’s more than enough to make me hard, considering her toxin flows through me like a triple dose of Viagra.
I tease her clit, softly then firmly, until she’s writhing and chanting my name. Tearing her jumpsuit farther, I slip two fingers inside her tight sheath and groan as my cock jumps,jealous of my digits. She is so wet and soft. “You have the most beautiful pussy. One day, I’m going to fill you all the way up, sweetheart.”
Her slit tightens around my fingers, and she screams as a flood of juices coats my hand.
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
