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“I would have before.” I wink. “But you definitely have that bad boy rocker thing going on now,” I tell him as I pop some mascara on and look through the many lipsticks.
“Red,” he shouts out and grins. “Sorry, but red would look fucking sexy.”
I pick up a red lipstick and lean close to the mirror. I had to learn to put on lipstick with fangs, but I’m used to it at this point. When I lean back, I see that he was right. The deep red stands out against my skin, almost looking like spilled blood, and when I turn for his approval, his hand fists in my hair, and his tongue darts out and swipes across my lips. The scent of his desire wraps around me.
“You look good enough to eat,” he purrs.
“Then why don’t you?” I whisper against his lips.
Turning me with a growl, he hoists me onto the side and drops to his knees before me as his hands slide up my thighs. “Oh, I will, Althea, now be a good girl and cover my lips in your cum so I can wear my very own lipstick.”
“Make me,” I order, gripping his hair and tugging him closer. He comes willingly. He grips my thighs and parts them, lifting so he gets a good view of my wet pussy and thick thighs.
“Nox, look at that,” he whispers reverently. “Poets would write sonnets about your cunt, and painters would dedicate masterpieces to it. Fucking hell, Althea, you are going to kill every single one of us, and all with a look at this pretty, juicy pussy, begging for its kings.”
“And what about you?” I question as I lean back, spreading my legs indecently wide and lifting my hips with a roll, making a growl erupt from his throat. “What will you do, my king, to taste my pussy?”
“Everything, anything,” he snarls, slashing his claws into my thighs. “I’ll worship at your altar like you are my fucking goddess, and you are, Althea. I’m yours, so use me. Ride my face to find your pleasure and let me taste it. Fill me with it. Fucking suffocate me with it. I don’t care. I want it all. You are as close to heaven as this sinner is ever going to get, baby, so let me see those pearly gates with your screams in my ears and your taste on my tongue.”
How could a girl refuse a plea like that?
I place my foot on his shoulder as he groans, watching my pussy greedily. “Then make me come, Reve. Make me yours.”
He doesn’t need any other encouragement. He descends on my pussy like a wild animal, lashing every inch of me with his tongue. My head falls back to the mirror with a groan as I use his hair to tug him closer so he’s buried so deep in my cunt, he probably can’t breathe, but if the way he’s tonguing me is anything to go by, then he doesn’t care. In fact, he grips my thighs to yank me closer until I’m riding his tongue as he dips it inside of me and then back up to circle my clit.
“Reve,” I moan, arching as I roll my hips and reach for my pleasure.
With a growl, his fingers dance across my pussy before thrusting into me, filling me with two then curling, rubbing that spot inside me as I grind and wind my hips, using him for my pleasure like he wanted.
“More. Let go, Althea. Let me have it all. I can take it, baby. Fucking take what’s yours,” he snarls against my wet flesh, the vibrations making me gasp.
My legs begin to shake, and I tug him closer, riding him like he ordered me to. I grind into his lips, teeth, and tongue as his fingers fuck me in time with his tongue on my clit.
It’s agony in the best way.
“You’re so close, beautiful. I can feel it. Your little cunt is greedily sucking at my fingers, desperate to be filled with my cum. Spill for me, fucking squirt down my throat,” he demands.
His filthy words, coupled with his tongue and fingers, send me over the edge, screaming my release as I squirt all over him like he wanted.
He drinks it up, licking every drop with a snarl. His claws dig into my thick thighs as I heave above him, trying to push him away.
It’s a mistake he punishes me for.
Turning his head, he sinks his fangs into my inner thigh. I scream, and my pussy clenches on his fingers as I come again, gripping his hair as he drinks from me. My back arches, and the pleasure becomes so intense, I explode again, screaming my release.
Panting, I fall back as he pulls his fangs free and licks the bite marks. My blood is smeared on his chin and lips just like lipstick, and he makes no move to wipe it away. “Fuck, you’re delicious.” He licks my thighs and pussy, cleaning every inch of me as I whimper, unable to do anything but watch him.
He is still on his knees before me, yet he is in complete control, and he knows it. After laying one more gentle kiss over my clit, he begins to stand.
He grips my throat and kisses me deeply, letting me taste my blood and cum on his tongue. “Next time, I’ll spend hours between your thighs, covering you in cum and blood,” he purrs against my lips. “But the others are calling for us.”
“Spoilsports.” I huff, making him laugh as I push him away and hop up. My legs are shaky, so he has to catch me to make sure I don’t fall. “Your lipstick’s smeared.”
He grins smugly. It’s smudged all over his lips and face, but he leaves it there like a trophy, and I can’t help but feel smug at that myself.
Here is a man who is so proud to have made me come, he’s wearing it like a badge of fucking honour.
It’s hot as hell.
