Page 11 of My Bloody Valentine

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It doesn’t matter that she doesn’t think this is real. She said yes. And that’s all I need. Rising, I strip my clothes, watching as her laughter dies and lust starts to take back over. Her breasts heave in the dim light, her nipples hardening under my gaze.

Will I be able to hold myself back? The last thing I want to do is kill the girl. Shoving that thought out of my mind, I sink down onto the bed, spreading her thighs so I can nestle myself in between them.

Her soft moans go straight to my cock, making it twitch with every decadent sound. God it’s been far too long since I’ve fucked a woman. Her tight sheath grips me as I angle the head of my cock into her entrance.

Locking eyes with her, I surge forward, filling her, stretching her. Our groans intermingle, bouncing around the room, ringing in my ears. Sliding my hands under her ass, I grip the supple skin and hold her down as I pump in and out.

I impale her with my girth, drinking in the soft cries spilling from her lips. Once more, her eyes stare up at me in wonder, as if I’m granting her the greatest gift known to man. Another failing of that jackass Grant, I can assume.

Now, more than ever, I want her to know what it feels like with a man that actually cares about her pleasure. Reaching down between us, I strum her clit, groaning at just how tight and swollen the bundle of nerves is. She moans, her body undulating under my expert touch.

“Please,” she cries out, “please take me from behind.”

She gives no explanation to the request, and I don’t bother to ask. I don't have to. Pulling out, I help her onto her hands and knees, pushing and pulling until she’s in just the right position. Her backside wags back and forth as she whimpers, need clear in the rigid lines of her body.

Reaching forward, I smack the fleshy part of her ass, hard enough to leave a handprint. Red blossoms over her skins, driving me insane with the need to taste her blood again. My fangs descend, sharp and deadly.

With a firm grasp, I grab her hips against and hold her still as I impale her, filling her up until every breath is a small squeak. Her body ripples around me, massaging my cock, drawing precum to my tip.

It won’t be long now. I can’t resist how her body fits mine, like perfection. “Mine,” I growl, bending low to lap at the juncture between her neck and shoulder.

She leans into it, moaning softly as she rocks her hips back and forth, urging my thrusts harder, faster. Without giving her a chance to reconsider, I sink my teeth into her. The taste of her blood floods my mouth, driving the rest of my sanity away.

Her screams mean nothing to me, not as I suck the life force from her body. AB Positive… Such a decadent flavor. Wrapping my arms around her, I continue to fuck her, ignoring how she goes limp in my arms.

I’m almost there, almost done. My balls tighten, aching with need. Hard as stone. Sucking in another mouthful, explosions rock through my body as I fill her with my seed.

She won’t get pregnant, but she doesn’t know that. The moment my frigid cum splashes against her heated inner walls, she fights me anew, her movements weak, feeble… adorable even. Knowing that she has such a desire to live, to not succumb to my deadly kiss makes me want to drain her all the more.

Soon, her body goes limp in my arms. I continue to drink from her, slowly now, as I listen to her heartbeat. There’s a fine line between dead and almost dead. I need to stop at just the right moment. Eyes closed, I breathed in and out, counting in my head.

Now!

Luka’s voice rings out in my mind. Normally, I’d be angry with him just prowling around, but this time, I’m beyond grateful. Sliding my fangs out from her neck, I quickly prick my thumb, using my blood to seal the wound so she doesn’t lose any more.

Turning her about in my arms, I watch as her eyes roll back into her head. For the first time since I’ve been turned, I know genuine fear. It beats at my chest, giving me phantom flutterings of a heart that no longer works.

I pry her lips open before biting into my wrist. Crimson blood spills out over her mouth, sliding down her throat. “Come on, damnit,” I spit out, pressing my arm to her. “Drink.”

Moments go by where she doesn’t move. She doesn’t breathe. Did I fuck this up? Did I kill her? But then, she wriggles a bit underneath me, her mouth working at the opening in my wrist.

As she grows stronger, so does her thirst. She wraps her hands around my arm and locks me into place as she feeds. Such a strong suction that makes me think the completely wrong thing. Now that I know she’s going to live, I can imagine those lips sucking something else.

However, the more she sucks, the more I feel myself weakening. It’s too much. Driving into her mind, I command her to stop, chuckling as I can feel her pout of confusion.

Sleep.

Within seconds, her eyes close, and she sags against me. Right on time. With ten minutes left to spare, I close my wound and gather her into my arms. Thankfully, there’s at least a few spare coffins I can stash her in.

Two other vampires lurk outside the door, their eyes widening when they see Candice in my arms. “Luka approved,” I growl out. “Get the room ready for the next players.”

Pushing past them, I go into one of the maintenance rooms and press my palm against the door. It scans me for a moment then hisses open, revealing a winding hallway. Rooms offshoot on either side, and it takes me no time to make my way to mine.

Though I want her in my bed when she wakes up, I know she’ll be frightened and confused. I can control her much better if she’s confined. There will be more than enough time to draw her next to in our sleep.

Besides, with the plans I have formulating in my mind, I need her unaware until just the right moment. Deep inside her resides the heart of a killer. I felt it as I fed from her. It’s the other half to my soul, one that needs to be nurtured.

If I tip my hand too soon, she might run screaming from the whole thing. Now that I’ve turned her, I cannot bear the idea of putting her to death. It’s like a house of cards. If one falls, all the rest will come tumbling down.