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I straighten up and stare down at her spent body, making a fist around my dick that’s dying for release.
Her body is still quivering, coming, riding the waves in delirium as she lifts her head, eying me like the greedy girl she is, the hunger reappearing and ready for more.
She’s insatiable. I’m not surprised, and I’m flattered as hell.
“Get up, turn around,” I command, voice going low, and she immediately responds by getting on her hands and knees, her soft, round ass facing me. She’s so fucking perfect, every single part of her, that I want to consume her with my eyes as much as I do with the rest of my body.
Grinning to myself, I slide my fingers over her waist, her ass, the soft slope of her thighs, taking my time to feel every inch of her.
You’re mine, all mine, I think. Tell me I’m yours.
But I don’t voice this to her. Because it doesn’t matter.
I’ll make her mine.
I grab the base of my cock and the side of her hip, my fingers digging into her delicate skin, and slowly push myself inside her.
Fuck me.
She’s so fucking wet, so damn tight, it’s making my eyes roll back in my head. I know I have to take things slowly so I can remain in control. So I can give her everything she needs. Doesn’t matter that she just got off, I have plans to do that to her again and again.
With my grip tightening on her hips, I pull her back into me until my cock has sunk into the hilt and she holds me so wet and slick that I’m barely even breathing. Every single nerve in my body is crying for sweet release, the dire need to come and come hard. Blow my fucking brains out.
“Baby,” I say hoarsely as I become breathless and I feel like I might lose my fucking mind here.
“Harder,” she says, making desperate little noises. “Make me hurt.”
Fuck, I hate how that’s turning me on even more. I can barely handle it. I pull back just enough to slam into her hard, balls swinging.
“God!” she cries out, and then I give her what she wants, working my hips harder, rutting into her ruthlessly, the bed moving inches over from the movement of my hips, until I reach forward and grab her by the hair and yank her back toward me, making her back arch.
She lets out a yelp of pain and I almost let her go before she yells, “Keep going!”
Okay. So she really meant it. She really wants me to hurt her.
It’s a fine line, especially for a vampire like me when my pain threshold is different from hers, but I’m game.
I give her thick black hair another hard yank, her breath sounding caught in her lungs, then I reach forward, wrapping my hand around her delicate throat and holding her in place.
“Is this what you want?” I rasp into her ear, thrusting harder now.
She tries to nod, and I feel her swallowing against my palm and I squeeze her windpipe hard enough to know she’ll lose consciousness soon, that there might be bruises in the shape of my fingers in the morning.
I’m so fucking turned on to even feel ashamed by it. My dark nature is starting to come out, testing the waters to see what I can get away with.
“Baby, you feel so fucking good,” I grunt and I’m picking up the pace as I’m choking her, slamming into her with each powerful thrust, pumping into her like a brutal machine, watching as her body shakes from the impact.
“Are you going to come?” I ask her, trying to catch my breath, my rhythm relentless. “Do you want me to hurt you more?”
She tries to say something, her throat moving against me, and I release the pressure until she’s gasping for breath. “Drink from me,” she says through a harsh whisper.
Her wish strikes me like a match. I tighten my grip in response, full on choking her now.
A tight whimper of need emits from her throat and everything hot and wild inside me grows, my cock getting stiffer, craving desperate release. She wants me to drink from her, I want to devour her, to let loose my true primal form, the dangerous predator I’m trying to hold back because if it gets loose, I don’t know what I’ll do to her. There’s a difference between hurting her when she’s asking for it, and when she doesn’t know what she’s asking for. There’s a part of me that doesn’t trust that perilous creature inside me. The creature that kills, that maims, that drains others like her from their life and only brings them death.
I don’t want to bring her death.
I just want to make her come.
And make her mine.
But then this is what she wants.
