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Patience.
This time it made me grin.
Hans looked up at me with a smirk.
He carried on working my pussy with his mouth as I arched my back and offered everything. He pushed three fingers inside me as he sucked and swirled his tongue around my clit, and he kept me on the edge for what felt like hours as the clouds ghosted over the moon, but I didn’t rush him, or beg.
Patience.
He didn’t make me come this time. He got up from his knees instead.
He pinned me to the bench and positioned himself between my legs, and my world was spinning as he pushed his way inside me and his lips met mine.
He was deep in the throes of fucking me within seconds. Hard slams as his flesh took mine. I gripped his ass and urged his thrusts, loving how deep he felt. I gasped with every slam, my pussy still struggling to take the size of him, and there was so much more to come. This was just the beginning.
His lips were like the whispers of the graveyard, so gentle as he brushed them down my neck. I held my breath as he kissed my throat, bracing myself.
Goodbye, life…
Bright sunshine warmed my face. Birds were singing. Children laughing.
With his cock buried deep, his fangs pricked my skin, and he bit down so hard that I cried out into sudden darkness, the pain splitting through my skull. He drank my blood with such ferocity that I gripped his shoulders in an attempt to stay steady, but it was futile. I wouldn’t be able to stay steady for long.
Relax,Katherine,his thoughts said to mine.Let your body die without a fight.
I tried to focus on his thrusts in my pussy along with his teeth in my throat – a rhythm of life and death, both at once. His cock grew bigger with every drop of my blood he drank, until I was stretched to the limit, my pussy hurting in bliss, and then, in the pain, my pleasure rose. And rose. And rose. And fuck.Fuck. FUCK. FUCKKK.I came as he came.
He came in my pussy as he drank from my throat, giving and taking at the same time.
And then my body began to fade. I was dying.
Hans pulled his teeth out of my neck and blood dripped down his chin.
“Let it happen,” he whispered. “You are at the point of death. Embrace it.”
My ragged breaths turned into shallow wisps, my lungs trying their best to hang on to the air, but they failed. My love stroked my cheek as I struggled, and then he reached down to his jacket on the floor. He took out a long, sharp blade from the inside pocket.
I smiled inside, because yes, I was dying, but I was also ready to be saved.
I watched him slice his wrist with the knife, captivated as his vampire blood spilled free and fast down his arm.
My mouth was already open as he raised my head for me and pressed his wound to my lips.
“Drink,” he said, and it came so naturally it was insane.
I sucked at his wrist and the taste of his blood was like heaven. Thick and metallic, a mixture of life and death. I swallowed it down and felt my senses returning, but they were different. Heightened in a new kind of way.
A magical way.
Magic.
I was feeling magic.
Hans’ blood was like magic through my veins.
I could hear the whispers from the graves, and sense spirits all around me. Knowledge of lifetimes and ages gone by. I felt movement in the hedgerows and rumbles under the ground, as though I’d been reborn into a whole new world.
I guess I had.
