“Your blood would be heavenly.” He inhaled along the skin at her neck.
The thought of him drinking from her both terrified and excited her. She gasped when one of his hands closed on her breast. Xavier squeezed her flesh before raking a thumb over her nipple. She threw out a shocked gasp at how wonderful it felt. When he used two fingers to gently pinch her already hard nub, she gave a little excited shriek as her womb clenched and her rosebud throbbed.
“I’m going to suck on your clit,” Xavier whispered. “I can’t wait to lick you, taste you, fucking savor you.”
His crude words made her even wetter, needier. The big vampire moved down and closed his mouth over her nipple, sucking right through the thin silk. She cried out, threading her fingers through his hair so that she could pull him closer. “So good.” She sighed, arching into him.
Xavier lifted himself up and stared into her eyes. “You need to be quiet, princess. The elves don’t hear nearly as well as we do but still.”
She nodded. Her rosebud felt swollen. Her skin so tight with desire. Her flower was aching for his touch.
Xavier glanced down between them. “Lift up your nighty.” His low growl felt like a caress.
Feeling more needy than embarrassed, after his touches, she pulled the garment up leaving her flower covered, but not by much.
His lip twitched and laughter lines appeared around his eyes. “Bunch it around your waist. I want to see your sweet pussy.”
She gasped. “My flower?”
He smiled. “Yeah, princess. Your perfect pink, glistening…flower. I want you to open wide so that I can see you properly before I taste you. I’ve dreamed of this for so damned long. I can hardly wait.”
She nodded, feeling excitement course through her.
“Have I scared you off yet?” his brow was creased.
Esral shook her head. “Not by a long shot.”
“Good.” His eyes turned liquid, like churning mercury as she pulled her nighty higher bunching it at her waist as he had asked. Next, she pulled her knees up, opening as wide as she could.
Xavier cursed. “I’m sorry, princess. I think I should put my pants back on now. It seems that you are beautiful…everywhere.”
She shook her head, feeling nectar run down the side of her thigh. “Leave them off.” Her voice was husky and thick with need.
“So fucking wet.” Xavier growled while using a finger to catch the falling drops.
“I have been told that mature elven females get very wet. This is especially true of us females who still have our thorn. Our stems become narrower as we get older until passage is no longer possible.” His alarmed expression made her laugh. “It is only unmated, older females whose stems are impassable. My stem is very narrow but I am still able to take a male inside of me. The added lubrication from my nectar would assist entry.”
He closed his eyes, looking pained for a few moments. “Very wet and very tight. Are you trying to kill me?” He opened his beautiful eyes, staring across at her.
She felt her brow crease. “I am not sure what you mean.”
“The tighter the female, the greater the pleasure.”
Realization dawned. “Are you saying that it would feel really good to be inside me?”
“Let’s stop talking about it, princess. I want you so badly already. Just the thought of you tight and moaning underneath me makes me want to turn you onto your knees…” He shook his head. “Your first time will need to be special in every way.” He took a deep breath. “I am going to use my tongue on you. You will enjoy it even more than my hand.”
“It will be better?” she choked.
“Oh yes.” He licked his lips. “I am going to suck and lick your…rosebud. I want to lick your slit and I would also like to put my tongue inside your pussy. Just my tongue.”
“My pu…” She couldn’t help the heat that suffused her cheeks. It made her want to fan herself.
Xavier threw her the sexiest half smile, the cleft in his chin more prominent. “Your pussy, princess. You can say it you know?”
She took a deep breath. “Pussy.” She whispered almost under her breath.
She swallowed thickly wanting him to do it.
Xavier’s eyes flared with heat and he nodded. “My tongue is thick and long. Is your thorn deep inside or…?”
She had to smile at him. “Your tongue may be long but it isn’t long enough.”
“I need to be sure that you are okay with it.” He paused, giving her a chance to object.
She nodded, not able to talk just then as thoughts of what he was about to do ran through her mind. The time for objections was long gone. She wanted this with every part of her body and soul.