“Forever, Kate. I’ll always give you what you want, my love. I’ll always give you what you need.”
“I want you. I need you, Dev.” It was the agonizing truth. She’d never wanted or needed anyone more. She felt like a completely different person than she was just a week ago. It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
He shed his clothes in seconds. After he’d climbed on the hard surface, his head faced her feet and he carefully straddled her face, his erect cock bobbing just inches away from her mouth. She could barely remember to breathe when he grabbed his beautiful member and slowly began to stroke it, so close to her lips, yet so far away. She wanted to lick the pre-cum off the tip. She wanted him to sink that purple, swollen bulbous head between her lips so she could suck him to completion. Correction…she craved it.
He chuckled, lowering his head to her opened and bare pussy. With his other hand he opened her nether lips, tested her readiness.
“You are so wet for me, my love. That’s so very sexy.” His low voice reverberated in hot waves over her body.
He speared his tongue into her wet, slick channel. Over and over. He pushed her to the edge, pulling back again and again, denying her the orgasm she so desperately wanted.
She tried to push her hips closer to his mouth and raise her head to capture his manhood between her lips, but her restraints kept her from moving like she wanted. She needed him to let her come. She was beyond frustrated.
“Dev…”
He chuckled, but never stopped working his gorgeous cock or driving his tongue into her pussy.
“Patience, my love. All good things come to those who wait.”
He flicked her clit again, while he thrust a long, thick finger into her pussy. One or two more pumps and she’d explode. Instead, he withdrew his wet finger and slowly eased the digit back to her forbidden hole, pressing in slightly before sinking it slowly to the last knuckle.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, tightly closing her eyes.
“Do you want me to stop, Kate?” His voice sounded thick with gravel.
“Stop and you die.”
He laughed. “That’s twice you’ve threatened my life in the last twelve hours, my love. You definitely need to be punished for those indiscretions.”
“I’m sor—”
Her apology was cut short when several things happened simultaneously. He slammed his mouth on her clit, thrust his finger to the hilt in her backside and two into the depths of her pussy, all while stroking his cock. Talented guy. She was overwhelmed with sensation, both physically and visually. It was an erotic experience like nothing she’d ever imagined.
He was strumming her body like an expert guitarist. She was bombarded with so many sensations, she couldn’t think straight, so she gave up trying to and just let herself feel. Pre-cum dropped onto her lower lip and she greedily licked it up.
He raised his head from her clit briefly, commanding her to come. She couldn’t deny him and screamed his name over and over.
“Open your mouth, love,” he softly groaned.
She did as instructed and his hot semen splashed all over her lips and chin, some landing in her mouth. She devoured as much as she could. She was desperate to touch him, but that thought vanished when she felt the telltale prick of his fangs in her fleshy mound, which kicked off yet another blinding orgasm. He withdrew his fangs all too soon and they lay there for a moment, regaining their breath. He was careful not to get too close to her mouth, or more appropriately, her fangs, with any part of his body.
He turned around and must have seen the hunger in her eyes, for he looked at her with such love and longing she thought she would melt on the spot.
“Do you think you can handle a little snack without trying to drain me, love?”
“I—I don’t know, Dev.” She wanted his blood so badly, she wasn’t sure she could stop herself again. He would have to keep her locked up forever at this rate.
“You can do it, Kate. Just take it slow.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
He smiled, such tenderness in his eyes. She didn’t deserve it. “You won’t hurt me, love.”
After cleaning her face with the shredded nightie, he lowered his wrist to her open mouth and she bit carefully, relishing his taste on her lips. This time it was different and while she wanted more, she was able to stop herself after just a few swallows, when she felt sated. He encouraged her all the while with a low voice and soft words. She did not deserve him.
“That’s it, love. Now seal the punctures closed with your tongue.” She did as directed.
“Good girl. Better?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
“Good. I’m going to untie you. You’re not going to lunge for my jugular again, are you?” He said it in a teasing voice, but she could hear the underlying concern. She felt like a slug. No, she felt like the dirt beneath a slug.