I swirl my tongue around her clit. “Are you ready for your next one?”
“Of course,” Audrey tries to sass, but the words devolve into a moan as I give her clit a hard flick with my tongue.
My fingers pump in and out of Audrey’s slick cunt, curving them in a way that has her hips undulating against me. I lick her clit, circle it, flick it, lave it with my tongue before closing my lips around it and sucking hard.
Audrey’s back bows off the bed as her second climax explodes from her with a scream, her cunt pulsing around my fingers as her body shudders through the pleasure.
Flinging an arm across her face, Audrey mumbles, “Holy shit. Fuck. Damn. Okay.”
I climb up Audrey’s body and gently lift her arm off her face. “You liked it?”
“Don’t ask questions you know the answers to, smart-ass,” Audrey says with zero heat.
Her fingers trace my lips as if in a trance, and I realize her arousal must still be smeared all over me. I might have to wash it off at some point, but it’s definitely not happening soon.
Audrey pulls me toward her and kisses me lazily. For a while, our tongues tangle and dance as if we have all the time in the world. But it’s not long before our slow kisses turn hungry again.
I run my nose along Audrey’s and raise myself up onto my elbow again. “Well, we’re less than halfway to our goal. Think you can give me one more? Maybe two?”
“Of course,” Audrey scoffs with a roll of her eyes. “You going to show me what those piercings can do?”
“No. It’s all about you tonight.” I place my hands around Audrey’s waist and flip us over, positioning her on my tartan-covered lap.
There’s a question in her eyes, like my words and actions don’t match, but when I move us higher up the bed and lay down again, Audrey seems to understand.
Palming her ass, I explain, “I want you to grip the headboard and ride my face. Take your pleasure from me however you want. Use me, Audrey.”
“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard,” Audrey says as she rips her shirt off and tosses it somewhere next to the bed before climbing up over me.
Positioning her knees on either side of my head, Audrey hovers her delectable cunt right above my face. She takes my hands and places them directly onto her small breasts where I instantly mold them to my palms.
“Be a good boy and play with my tits while I fuck your face. I like a pretty good pinch to my nipples, a bite sometimes too.”
My hands still. “I’m not biting you.”
“Maybe not today.” Before I can argue with her, Audrey continues, “Just let me know if you need a breath and I’ll lift up to give you some room.”
My grin is pure arrogance. “Vampires don’t need to breathe much. Ride me as long as you like.”
“This must be what heaven’s like.” Audrey doesn’t hesitate as she lowers herself onto my face, giving me her full weight as she sits.
Slowly, carefully, Audrey starts rocking, my nose bumping against her swollen clit on each upward motion. I spear my tongue into her dripping heat, letting her motions guide me as I lick every drop of ambrosia I can reach.
“Yes, more of that,” Audrey demands between hums of pleasure as I roll her taut nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, pinching them just hard enough to draw a gasp from her.
I keep licking at her cunt, sucking, nibbling gently on her lips as my hands play with her nipples.
Underneath my kilt, my cock is achingly hard, my balls tight and in need of release. But still, I don’t dare to touch myself. Not when I can sense the blood rushing through Audrey’s body, not when my fangs are so close to the arteries carrying her roiling blood filled with the most delicious spikes of pleasure.
One taste of Audrey’s blood will never be enough to sate me, and that’s why I can never allow myself to bite her. I’ve already succumbed to temptation by being in her bed, and this is where I will draw the line between us. For Audrey’s own protection, from me.
Only once Audrey is completely satisfied, sated and asleep in her bed, then will I leave to feed. Even if it means using my sunscreen and venturing out in the daytime to get to The Bandaged Heart for my blood, it will be worth it to know that Audrey was taken care of first.
Faster and faster, Audrey grinds against my face, her breaths coming quicker.
“I’m close,” Audrey pants.
Needing no further encouragement, I tug on her stiff nipples and pinch them harder than I have before, while I keep up my ministrations on her cunt.
