Page 208 of Volik

I pull my cock out of my pants, and her hands immediately encircle it.

My head falls back against the wall with a thud.

Nix strokes my length.

Base to tip. Both hands together.

She strokes. And I have to focus on not shaking the building.

Getting caught like this would be bad.

So I have to fo⁠—

Lips wrap around the tip of my cock.

Just the tip.

And my head tilts forward.

On her knees, with her neck stretched up and my cock pointed down, Nix sucks on the tip.

She strokes my length. She sucks the tip. And she licks. Swallowing every drip that leaks out of me.

Nix moans.

Her eyes roll back, and I wonder if my arousal tastes like vanilla, matching my blood, same as hers.

Nix opens her mouth wider, licking more of me.

And I cannot take another second.

I need to know…

I need to try…

Reaching down, I grip her head in my hands, holding her still. Then I push my hips forward.

I shove the whole fat head of my cock into her mouth.

It was a tight fit before. And now…

She tries to open her mouth wider.

She struggles to keep her fangs off me.

But it’s impossible.

My dick takes up all the room.

And her fangs sink into my cock.

I groan and tighten my hold on her head.

Nix looks up at me with wide, worried eyes.

But she shouldn’t be worried. Not about me.

My dick throbs.