?He hits a spot that makes those stars wink behind my eyes again. His pace slow and languorous, as if he’s wanting to take his time. Wanting to feel every single moment. Wanting to –
?“Worship,” he breathes into my skin. Dusting kisses up my neck to my jaw. One of his hands tracing up my side to cup my breast. “I want to worship all that you are.”
?The binds around my wrists disappear and then I’m being flipped. The front of my body crashing down into a hard, sculpted chest. My hands feeling like they’re hitting cement but I dig my nails into skin and then sink down on the rest of Varian’s length.
?His fingers digging into my hips as he groans and I push myself up from his chest to take him deeper.
?Then he lifts me up a couple inches, and slams me back down.
?“Unholy gods,” he growls as he does it again. “Look at you. So fucking beautiful. Look at her, Castiel. Taking my cock like she knows she owns it.”
?He hums behind me and I want to turn my head so I can see him but my eyes are still shut. Wanting to see those glinting stars as Varian’s bruising force starts building my next orgasm.
?I dig my nails deeper into his chest as whimpers leave my throat.
?“If you stop again,” I pant, my breath clouding before me as I flutter my eyes open and glare nearly black eyes at him, “I will rip your throat out and drink you dry.”
?Castiel chuckles behind us and I can hear the amusement in his tone as he says, “The little slut thinks she’s in charge.” He tisks and I grit my teeth to prevent me from crying again. “That’s alright, poison flower, I know Varian can’t wait.”
?My devil beneath me grunts as he quickens his pace and I scratch lines across his abs. Blood wells and it makes my throat constrict as my fangs ache.
?The pressure builds and builds and builds and I know I’m close. So, so close.
?Varian keeps going as I lean down and drag my tongue over the bloody trails on his body.
?Mhmm.
?His body jerks and shadows form again teasing my body. Curling around my clit and rubbing again.
?“Come,” he demands as I lick his blood again. His muscles tightening and coiling and I like the feel of it under my tongue.
?His blood that tastes like something I can’t compare anything to. Righteous scales of order and peace but an underlayer of wicked delight. Knowing the rules and knowing how to break them.
?Tasting like I’m breaking the rules right now.
?“You better listen to him,” I hear Castiel warn, his voice dark and gravelly and I wish I could see him. “Fuck. . . look at you. Taking him so well as you drink his blood.”
?“Now!”
?Varian’s voice choked as that wave finally crests. My orgasm tightens every muscle in my body right as I feel him jerking into me one more time before he comes.
?Hot liquid filling me even more than he already was. I drag my fangs across his stomach and lick up the blood that forms as I see those stars again. It feels like it goes on forever again.
?Then everything relaxes and I press a sleepy kiss between Varian’s pecs. My scratch marks leaving red lines up and down his front. It makes me want to bite and drink directly from his vein. Maybe next time though.
?Soothing fingers rub up and down my body as awareness starts slipping, but one thing I do, without fail, notice is Varian’s dick hardening again.
?He flips us over again and murmurs against my lips, “One more time, Bloodsucker. Give me one more.”
?But I can feel it and all my awareness zeros into a point.
?My turn, my sweet, precious Mavyllora.
?I slide my hands up to Varian’s jaw and make him look directly at me. My eyes open and staring at him and his true form behind his eyes. Both turn gutted as he pulls out and crashes his lips to mine.
?I’ll make sure I erase the taste and touch of them from your skin, little girl.
?The last thing I feel is his hands squeezing me as if to try and keep me where I am. I would have stayed if I was able to. I would have. . . but curses are a damned bitch.
