“Oh fuck,” he murmured against my throat, the words almost holding a quivering note to them. I felt his hands clench against my body and wondered if the temptation was too great.
He didn’t bite me, just ran those wicked fangs along the column of my throat as he pressed his cock against my slit. My juices made his shaft slide against my pussy without resistance. He pulled away and stared down at me for a suspended moment before slanting his mouth over mine again. Our kiss became wild, intense, and I knew neither one of us would be able to hold off for much longer.
I moved my tongue along his and, feeling wanton and bold, I ran it along the length of one of his fangs. His deep grunt satisfied me and I did it again. He ground his cock more firmly into me and I knew what I was doing had a powerful effect on him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.
Just as my tongue pressed against his fang, the root of his cock pressed against my clit in just the right way. I jerked, my movements causing my tongue to slip along the length of his canine until the deadly sharp tip sliced into my flesh. I gasped in pain as Mikael moaned in pleasure. He started to suck on my tongue greedily and my eyes rolled back in my head from the pleasure that small act caused. He pulled away to look down at me. I saw a smear of crimson blood on his bottom lip, felt his shaft throb against my cleft. We both were breathing heavily and it was like everything around us stood still. He leaned back until his hands were pushing at my inner thighs, widening them for what he was about to do. My blood still covered his lip, and as if he read my mind, he looked at me with hooded eyes and licked it off. I shivered and opened my mouth on a silent moan.
“Oh, you taste so heavenly, Sophie.” He sounded winded, as if he had just ran a marathon and couldn’t catch his breath. He looked down at my pussy, just stared at it as if memorizing every dip and hollow. I would have felt self-conscious at any other time, but the way his eyes darkened and his cock seemed to grow longer and harder, I got even more turned on.
“I have never seen such a pretty pussy. So pink and wet. It is positively mouth watering.”
He slid his hands closer to the juncture between my legs, took his thumbs and pulled my outer pussy lips apart. The sound of wet flesh being separated seemed loud to me, but it was also erotic as hell.
I wanted to lift my hips in invitation, but before I could even move he was between my legs—his hot, wet mouth latched onto my throbbing clit. He sucked, pulled, and nipped my swollen flesh until I was pulling at his hair and begging him to stop.
“Your cunt tastes so good, Sophie.” He growled against my cleft and then started sucking it more greedily. “I could eat you out all fucking night.”
I lifted the bottom half of my body up, pressed my pussy against his face, hard, and prayed for mercy. He moved his mouth down until his tongue was teasing my hole. He brought his thumb to my clit, pressed on the bud that I knew was obscenely swollen, and started to tongue fuck me. Just when I thought I’d come, his words stopped me.
“Don’t come yet, Sophie. Wait for it, baby.”
He went back to licking at my swollen lips and then my inner thigh. I wasn’t sure what his intentions were, but he didn’t make me wait for long.
It was then, right when I was in the throes of passion, right when I would have came, that he sunk those deadly fangs into the tender and sensitive flesh of my inner thigh. My eyes grew wide, the pain was slight compared to the feeling of euphoria that followed. I stared at the ceiling as a powerful orgasm slammed into me. I could hear him sucking and groaning, feel the strong pulls of his mouth on my flesh. I unabashedly thrust my hips up, wanting something, anything to fill the void in my pussy.
“More Mikael, oh please don’t stop.” I gasped in pleasure, shocked that such a taboo act could feel so wonderful. He slid his fangs away from my thigh and his tongue swiped across my flesh. I gasped at the sensitivity of the act and looked at him. My climax still raged on, my vision blurring and my pulse drumming loud in my ears. I watched as he gripped his monster cock, poised it at my entrance, and slammed it into me. I reached behind me and gripped the headboard to anchor myself. My pussy stretched around his thick cock, so much that my eyes started to water. I could most definitely feel the three barbells in his shaft, actually felt them massage my inner walls as he pistoned in and out of me.
“So tight and hot. Every part of you is so sweet and addicting.”
He cupped my ass and lifted my hips up so that when he slammed his dick inside of me the root of his shaft hit my clit at just the right angle. His heavy panting fueled my own arousal until I was climbing rapidly toward another mind blowing orgasm. The sound of my wet pussy sucking at his hard cock filled the room. The smell of our combined sex and clean sweat inflamed my senses. The feel of his powerful body taking control of mine left me breathless.