I lean in to whisper in his ear, his gaze following me as his terror intensifies. He can’t seem to predict my next move. He’s frozen. “Fuck, you’re hot, Jacob,” I say, making his entire body shudder underneath me.
I dive into his neck to lick the cut until it closes, pushing his hand down onto his chest, smearing blood with it all over him. Jacob’s hand lands on my shoulder, then moves to the back of my neck and into my hair. He pulls me closer, finally relaxing under the magic of my tongue on his skin. A moan escapes his lips as I take all he has given me.
For a second, I wonder why I haven’t done this before. It’s much more fun than doing it with a human. It tastes so much better too. I’m so worked up that my cock is jumping and leaking in its confines, desperate for attention. It’s been a while since I last felt this kind of power over someone else. It scratches anugly itch in my brain, turning my mind into a darker place than it usually is.
After I’m done with Jacob’s neck, I kiss my way down the center of his abs, dragging my hands down his sides. He arches his back, then thrusts his hips forward, making his cock hit my chin. This time, I make sure to run my tongue up and down his length, using my piercing to tease his most sensitive spots. Jacob moans and shudders, digging both of his hands into my hair.
I chuckle as I keep teasing him, but refuse to take him into my mouth. He desperately tries to force me, pulling on my hair roughly. A fast cut on the inside of his thigh serves as retaliation, which has him hissing and immediately letting go of my hair.
“Good boy,” I croon, as I kiss and suck on the cut I just made. Once it’s closed, I keep moving between his legs, closer and closer to his ass.
“Oh my God—honey—” Jacob groans as my lips reach his groin and start to make their way to his twitching hole.
I force his legs up, getting a little gasp from him. When our gazes meet, his cheeks are bright red, and his cock is jumping in excitement. Such a beautiful sight; he’s an absolutely majestic creature. And he’s all mine right now.
My tongue circles his entrance, slowly but without hesitation. It tastes just as sweet as the rest of his skin. I moan into him, letting myself go wild and eat his ass just like I’ve wanted to do for a while.
“Fucking hell—” Jacob moans, shivering and wiggling against me.
I keep rimming him until he relaxes enough for me to force my tongue inside. Jacob arches his back and grasps the silky bedsheets beside his hips.
It seems like he enjoys being fucked by my tongue, so I stick a finger in next. Instead of flinching away, he thrusts up anddown, fucking himself on my finger. He’s more eager than I expected, which amuses me to no end.
I let him do that for a while, sitting up and watching his ears turn impossibly red as he chases his pleasure. He keeps his eyes closed, almost as if he’s ashamed of himself.
I love this. Why did it take me so long to make Jacob submit? I should have done this earlier on. The truth is, I didn’t think he’d bend so easily.
Before adding another finger inside him, I make a small cut on the back of his thigh and get my fingers wet with his blood. Slowly, I push them back into him, reveling in the shocked expression on his face. He moans loudly, fucking himself harder with my fingers. I was right to assume that vampire blood would add another layer of pleasure, judging by the roaring fire in Jacob’s eyes.
Yes, darling. I have you right where I want you.
I pull my fingers out and shift positions to kneel beside his head. He groans in disapproval and looks up at me with his glowing brown eyes. There’s not much in his expression other than sheer desire. I grin as I expose my dick for him. Jacob licks his lips and goes for it right away, turning his head towards me and sucking me into his mouth.
“Make me all wet so I can fuck you, darling,” I groan as I lean forward and reach for his ass again. He lifts his own legs to give me better access.
Such a good boy. Who would have thought?
I stick my two fingers back into him, scissoring them slowly, opening him up and spreading his burning blood on his insides. He moans into my cock, making his throat clench around my length. It feels so good that I have to force myself to stay focused.
“Ready, darling?” I ask as I pull my dick out of his mouth, leaving him to stick out his tongue and try to reach for it again. The sight of him so desperate intensifies the fire behind my eyes.
“Fuck me, please—” He sighs, meeting my gaze and causing me to freeze for a second.
Oh? Since when does he beg?
“Never thought I’d hear you beg like that . . .” I grin as I make my way to kneel between his legs.
I wonder if he’s ever been fucked before. One would assume that being alive for about fifty years, he’s probably tried this at least once. But I can’t ask now. Not when my own cock is leaking in anticipation, and he’s all spread out in front of me, offering himself. He has completely given in, which is more than I expected, honestly.
“You’ll have to beg more often, Jacob. Makes me want to fuck you real hard,” I tease, pressing the tip of my cock against his entrance.
His eyes seem to glow brighter as he spreads his legs farther, holding on to the back of his knees. A deep groan escapes his lips as I slowly push into him, our gazes connected the entire time. There’s something sweet in his expression, something that I’ve been trying to avoid thinking about. I know I’m playing with fire, but this isn’t the time to think about that either.
“Fuck, yes—” Jacob sighs, as I brush past the most sensitive spot inside him, throwing his head back and finally breaking eye contact.
I don’t stop moving until I’m all the way inside, forcing myself to stay still for a minute while he adjusts. He’s freaking tight, and it’s been a long time since I’ve fucked another man. I’m usually the one on the receiving end; people seem to assume I prefer that. And I love it, for sure. But sometimes, I crave to be in control too. I try to repress it, try to keep it in the depths of my mind, and yet, it springs out once in a while. It makes me think of someone and something I can’t possess.
Jacob’s legs wrap around me and pull me forward, almost making me lose balance. “Fuck me hard, Damien. Please—”
