Here Be Sexist Vampires(95)
I reached up and destroyed the knot binding her wrists and then I was ruthlessly powering into her and she was clinging to me like I was the only solid thing in her world. She nipped my lips and tongue, lapping up each trickle of blood that came for those short seconds to the surface before the skin healed itself. I did the same, and with the combined bliss of the moment, of the taste of her blood and of her Sventé saliva running through me I was about ready to break. I upped the speed to vampire momentum, groaning at the sensations that were so agonisingly good that they were at the same time bad and just about bearable. Seeing every feeling she was experiencing shining from her eyes spurred me on – hunger, passion, desire, pleasure, pain – and intensified my own pleasure ten-fold.
God, Jared!
“Out loud.” I knew I was wearing a boyish, smug grin. “Out loud for me, baby.” It went beyond wanting to hear her say it. I needed to hear it, though I didn’t bother to try to understand why it was important. I tugged hard on her hair as I demanded, “Sam, now!” At last she screamed my name, her muscles clamped around my dick like a vice and I came harder than I ever had before in my life. “Sod of a bitch!”
At that very moment she, without warning, sunk her teeth into my neck and drank like an alcoholic would from a whiskey bottle. My hand twisted in her hair and pressed her head closer, and by the time she was done I actually exploded inside her a second time. She matched my smug grin, and she had every damn right to.
Still all tangled together, we then tipped onto our sides. The silk sheets didn’t seem so soft now that I had the feel of Sam’s skin beneath my hands. We just glared at each other as the tingly shudders from our orgasms slipped away. In spite of how weird she may have felt at having done what she feared and lost control, the silence wasn’t awkward. No feeling that a big, fat pink elephant was dancing and prancing around us. She didn’t even squirm under my glare the way she usually did.
Minutes later she puffed and glanced at the bedside clock. “Well, I should go. We should forget this happened, needless to say it was a big mistake.”
“What?” Even as I rolled us over and trapped her beneath me she was laughing. “You better be kidding.”
“You should see your face.” She was still giggling.
“It wasn’t funny. No way will I let you go off into another state of denial.” But I was giggling even as I said it. Mostly with shock; I hadn’t thought it would bother me that much if she were to do that. I shook off the issue. “And never has anyone left me straight after sex.”
“Oh but it’s okay when blokes do it.”
“I’m not doing it. I believe you were warned about the ‘over and over and over again’ part. Oh and never has anyone run from me before.”
She shrugged, smiling sweetly. “Just making you work for it a little.”
“A little?”
“I took it easy on you.”
“You were like Houdini.”
“But I stuck to human velocity. And I never used my gift either.”
I brushed a kiss across her lips. “Feel free to conjure your whip some time.”
She grinned. “I’m not sure you could handle it. Not if you can’t even manage one female Sventé.”
“In my defence, this one female Sventé is a hard-ass.”
“And you’re used to girls throwing themselves at you rather than legging it away from you. Speaking of which, how did your consorts take it?”
“As I expected.”
“Would I be right in thinking that Joy took it the worst?”#p#分页标题#e#
The memory of her plea entered my mind.
“What? You’ve got a weird look on your face. What did she do?”
“Nothing worth talking about.”
“Your expression says otherwise. What happened?”
I sighed. Sam would no doubt find the truth shudder-worthy but I didn’t want to lie to her. I had a feeling that she would know if I did anyway. I rolled off her and back onto my side. “Joy, um, guessed that I was getting rid of them because it was you who I wanted, though she actually thinks it’s to make you my only consort.”
“And...?”
“Joy can make herself into a perfect replica of someone, so she offered to morph into you as often as I wanted and then things could stay as they were.”
Sam grimaced but I couldn’t read her expression. She twisted her body to face mine. “But you said no?”
“You sound surprised.”
“I am. I mean, as creepy as Joy’s little offer sounds to me, it’s probably a decent one from a bloke’s point of view. You could have kept your consorts and still, sort of, shagged me.”