Frailty: The Darkshine(35)
“Are you ready for me? Ready for my cock to go into your tight little pussy?” She made a small sound, a plea, a begging that he understood right away. He had his cock poised at her pussy hole, not moving as he stared at the perfect slope of her back, the graceful arch of her shoulders, and the silkiness of her hair as it fell to the side. Her soft white neck was exposed, the skin looking like porcelain. He could see the frantic beat of her pulse under her soft skin. He had to keep his mouth slightly open, his fangs too big for him to close it all the way.
He was thousands of years old and should have easily been able to control himself, but as he looked at Helina, he was lost. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open as she panted for air. In one swift move, he buried his cock all the way in, his balls slapping against her soaked skin. He heard her moan of pleasure, which drew out his own animalistic groan. In the next instant he was pounding into her, his hips pumping back and forth into her hot, tight, pussy. Their combined moans filled the small cabin, the air becoming thick from their body heat, the room smelling of sweat and powerful sex.
She stiffened beneath him, her pussy clamping down on his cock and milking it. He gripped her hips as he continued to pound into her, letting his cock slip in and out of her, letting his balls slap against her clit and cause her to climax again. He slammed into her once, twice, and slipped into her a third time, coming hard. He threw his head back, his mouth opening, his fangs growing even longer as his cum pumped out of him and coated her insides.
He was vaguely aware of Helina groaning under him, her body continuing to spasm around his cock. He snapped his head forward, hissing through his teeth as he stared at her creamy neck, at the pulse at the base. He couldn’t control himself, couldn’t control the animalistic need that coursed through him to claim her. “Oh, Helina…I can’t stop myself.”
“Don’t try to stop it. Just do it, Gaijryc… please.”
Her words were made up of a gasp, mere whispers against the sheets as she tilted her head to the side, knowing exactly what he wanted. He opened his mouth and covered her body, his teeth sliding against her skin and stopping at her pulse. He was breathing heavily, his mouth open on her neck as he tried to get control. Helina’s words echoed in his mind, making it harder for him to control the need that coursed through his body. Don’t try to stop it. Just do it, Gaijryc. His heart was beating an excited rhythm in his chest, his mouth feeling dry with thirst. He wanted, needed Helina’s blood.
“Oh, Helina.”
It was all he said before he let his fangs slide into her soft flesh. Her blood blossomed into his mouth, coating every part as he closed his lips around her skin. He sucked with fervor, with a need to claim her, possess her. She moaned the whole time, her pussy giving little aftershocks around his cock as he sucked. He gave one last long pull from her neck, his shaft still pumping cum into her body, his climax never ending. He pulled away from her neck, licking at the twin puncture wounds and pulling out of her moist heat. He fell to the bed and pulled her close to him, both panting for breath.
Gaijryc’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her so that she could feel his warm breath skate across her face. She slowly opened her eyes, her vision a little fuzzy and unfocused. When her vision focused, she looked into his face and smiled. He smiled back, and her eyes strayed down to his mouth. A drop of her blood dotted his lips like a red ruby on his skin. Leaning in, she positioned herself so she was only an inch from his mouth. She looked into his eyes, his brows gently furrowing as she leaned in that last inch and ran her tongue across the drop of blood. He inhaled sharply, but she didn’t stop.
She leaned back, her eyes going back to his as she closed her mouth and tasted her blood. He stared at her with a look she couldn’t quite distinguish.
They stayed in bed together, holding each other and making love until Gaijryc had to leave. It was getting harder for her to say goodbye, harder for her to see him walk out the door. It was getting harder because she had grown to love him with everything inside of her.
Surprises
Gaijryc sat in the living room and stared at the fireplace as the flames licked at the wood. The reds and oranges blended together, making a cacophony of colors that resembled the setting sun. He brought the crystal glass to his lips and let the amber liquor slide down his throat. The alcohol burned, a welcome feeling that he absorbed. The sun had since set and already he was feeling the itch to be with his female. He couldn’t risk it, though. Servants were already eyeing him with interest every time he came in. He continued to stare at the flames, the only light that touched the room.