Nibbled by the Vamp(22)

His Fire tormented the head of his cock further, lapping at it, tracing the sensitive underside of the crown…

“Suck me.” He rocked his hips, searching out more of her warmth. “Wren.”

She hummed around his erection and ecstasy radiated through him, stealing his breath. Before he could beg for more, beg this sweet human to swallow him down, she opened her mouth and slid along his length.

Hand working in time with her rise and fall, she sucked and lapped at him, tasted and tormented the vein on the underside of his dick. Wren swirled her tongue around the tip and then took him in once again. With her free hand, she cupped his balls, toyed with his sac, squeezed and caressed him.

He couldn’t stop himself then, couldn’t keep his hips from rising and sliding deeper into her talented mouth. Reaching down with his free hand, he held her head steady as he gently thrust in and out of her.

“Fuck. Perfect. Yes.”

She moaned and hummed around him, the vibrations yanking him closer to orgasm with every slide of his cock against her plump lips.

“Wren. S’good.”

Griffin’s fangs nicked his lower lip, but the sting did nothing to deter his arousal. His cock pulsed and throbbed inside his Fire’s mouth and he had no doubt that droplets of his pre-cum slithered across her tongue.

The tingles of release built and wrapped their pleasure-filled arms around his cock and balls, squeezing and petting him, teasing him toward orgasm.

“Fuck. Stop. ‘Nough.” He fisted her hair and tugged, earning a growl from his little bird. “Wren. Wanna come in you.”

Wren’s focus turned to him, her eyes flashing with arousal, and she slowly eased her mouth up along his shaft. Her tongue still taunted and teased, a hint of her teeth caressed his cock, but eventually she released him with a soft pop, flashing him a wicked smile when she was done.

*

Wren licked her lips, tingling from being stretched around Griffin’s cock. God, he tasted good. All salty musk with a gentle reminder of the taste of his blood. As much as the idea of savoring his blood squicked her out, it aroused her just the same.

And how fucked was that?

“Come to me.” Griffin’s voice was hoarse, deep and scratchy and it sent a tingle of need down her spine.

He stroked her head, fingers trailing through her strands, and she leaned into his touch, nuzzled his palm before moving.

While his gaze locked on her, she crawled from the bed. She whipped her top over her head, bra quick to follow, and then she wiggled out of her shoes, pants and panties until she stood nude before him.

Any hint of self-consciousness fled at his expression. Pure desire painted his features, his fangs clearly visible and irises flashing red. If his cock wasn’t enough evidence that he wanted her, his obvious need forced all other hesitation from her mind.

Griffin belonged to her. She was his Fire, his one and only, the other half of his soul. Even though she wasn’t all that sure that he had a soul to begin with, but whatever.

His hands shifted, but before he could take control and grab her, she moved. In one swift shift of muscle, she hopped on the bed and straddled her vampire, soaking pussy nestling right along his shaft. As he’d teased her the last time they were together, she tormented him in return.

With delicate precision, she rocked her hips, sliding her exposed pussy along his cock. With each pass, she ensured that his hot length stroked her clit, shooting explosions of pleasure through her limbs. She placed her palms on his chest, let him support her as she teased them both. Back and forth she moved, gasping and panting with every glance of the head of his dick over her bundle of nerves.

His eyes had bled to full red beneath her ministrations, fangs a flashing white. Those deadly teeth didn’t frighten her. No, just the opposite. They aroused her beyond measure. She was desperate to have them sliding into her neck while he drank her blood. She only wished she had a set of her own so she could return the favor. The pleasure of his bite overwhelmed her and she ached to give him the same.

Griffin’s hands gripped her hips, fingers squeezing her tight, but not stalling her play. “Wren. Lemme in.”

She leaned down, flicked his fang with her tongue and then slid it into his mouth, groaning when he suckled and lapped at her blood. Reluctantly, she pulled from the kiss.

“Ready for me?”

He pulled her more firmly against him. “Always.”

Rising and reaching between them, she placed the head of his cock at her heat and then lowered her body. Inch by glorious inch, Griffin filled her, stretched her weeping pussy until his entire dick was nestled deep within her sheath.

As her pussy descended fully, she groaned when her clit came into contact with his pubis. A shifting of her hips yanked a moan from her chest and a flex of his forced a gasp from between her lips.