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Slowly, Lorn’s hand began to move, and she teased herself for me, trailing her fingertips in endless circles.
“Good girl,” I purred. She never touched her clit directly, and I couldn’t wait to see how she’d fall apart when she finally put the pressure where I knew she wanted it most.
She mumbled incoherently against my throat, unable to talk with her fangs buried in me.
“You need more, baby girl?” I asked, my voice husky and low.
“Mm-hmm,” she begged without words.
With one hand, I cradled the back of her head, holding her to me, while the other slipped below the waistband of her panties. She moved to grip the sheet, balling it in a tight fist as my fingers brushed lightly over her clit. Lorn hissed and bucked against my hand.
“You like that.” I did it again, enjoying the way her body responded to my play. Fuck, I wanted to see her naked, that beautiful body on display for me as I made her come. How many times had I dreamed of watching the pleasure dance across her stunning features?
My fantasies had only gotten worse since that night her and Axel had been together. I’d tried to drown out the sound of her moans in the shower in the hopes the water would cover her blissful cries. Instead, I’d ended up stroking myself to the tune of her pleasure. When Axel had brought Lorn to her peak, I’d exploded, come streaming over my fist and down the drain as I spent myself.
Those cries still echoed in my dreams, and now I was the lucky bastard who got to hear them in person.
I increased the strumming pace against her clit, and Lorn pulled her fangs free to throw her head back into the pillow.
“Dase,” she gasped, her hands flying up to grip my back. Her nails dug into my flesh, and I reveled in the bite of pain. It sharpened the pleasure coursing through my veins.
She was slick and ready for me. I grazed my fingers through Lorn’s folds until I circled her entrance with a finger, and then I slowly slid it inside her tight channel.
“Oh,” she cooed. “More. Please, more.”
“You want me to stretch you?” I growled, knowing she enjoyed a little dirty talk. “How’s this?” I questioned sinfully as I added another finger, plunging them into her pussy. Her walls were tight, clenching around my invading fingers.
“Yes!” she whispered reverently. My blood was crimson on her lips as I stared down at her face. A faint rosy hue worked its way into her cold cheeks, her body warming slightly from the blood she’d taken. It wasn’t nearly enough to be satisfying, and I’d feed her again, but first she needed release.
“Are you full, Lorn?” She bit her lip, her fang piercing her plump bottom lip with the action.
“N-No.” She tried to think through the sensation of my fingers pumping slowly in and out of her pussy. Her core fluttered with every impale, and I curled my fingers, finding that sweet spot inside her I knew she’d love. “Oh, fuck!” With a mind of their own, her hips jerked into my hand, riding every thrust of my fingers.
“You want more blood?” I teased, knowing full well the answer was yes. She murmured the affirmation. “Then you’re going to come for me and come hard. Then, and only then, will you sink your fangs into my neck and take what’s yours.” I was bluffing. I’d never deny Lorn, but the way she mewled was exactly the reaction I was looking for.
“Fuck,” she breathed.
I increased the speed of my thrusts, brushing her clit with my palm. I stroked into her deeply, dragging my fingers against her inner wall.
“D-Dason!” My name flew from her lips as she lost control. I pumped into her as she crashed into her release, and my cock jumped against my abdomen as her eyes fluttered closed, her lashes kissing her cheeks. Her nails dug into my back, and her neck arched. Those beautiful lips were parted in a silent scream as her pussy milked my fingers.
Goddamn, I wished it was my cock inside her, but it was better this way. Without the delirium of my own pleasure, I was able to catalogue every feature of my mate as she came for me.
There was a feral glint in her pretty blue eyes when she reopened them, and I was on my back before I’d registered what had happened.
My cock strained against my sweatpants, and her eyes lingered on the tented fabric.
“Like what you see?” I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked. Lorn’s chest heaved with excitement as she watched me lick up her essence. She tasted like spun sugar with a hint of salt. Someday, I was going to bury my face in her pussy and never come up for air.
Usually, I was the dominant one in the bedroom, but I tucked my hands behind my head and submitted to my mate.
“Do men even understand how sexy sweatpants are to women?” she purred, her tongue flicking out to lick the bottom lip I wanted to bite.
Lorn’s nipples were hard under the t-shirt she wore, braless and free as they pressed against the cotton.
“It’s like what lingerie is for men.” Bracing her hand on my chest, she straddled me. Her panties were still on, but the thin fabric was nearly transparent, soaked from her come.
My balls drew tight as she raked her nails down my chest, leaving red marks in her wake that I wanted to tattoo onto my skin so I’d never forget what it felt like. She hesitated at the elastic waistband, and I encouraged her to continue past it.
