His cock was hard, straining against his pants. My ass was still on the bed with my legs wrapped tightly around him, and he was standing beside the bed. Colin started grinding his cock against me slowly, and then he leaned down and brushed his lips against my neck.
“Tonight, you’re mine,” he said.
I nodded, closing my eyes as I felt his fangs come out.
“Say it.”
“Tonight, I’m yours.”
“Tell me what you want, human.”
“I want you,” I whispered.
“Tell me more.”
“I want your cock in me,” I said.
“Then take it,” he said. He grazed his fangs over my skin but didn’t pierce it yet. I reached out, rubbing my hands over his cock. My eyes were still closed. He was going to slip his fangs beneath the surface of my skin at any moment, but I wanted his dick buried deep inside of me first. I reached for his pants and fumbled for only a second before it was free, and I was stroking him in my hand. He was thick, and he was girthy, and my body tightened in anticipation.
Colin shifted, pushing his cock toward my core. I guided him with my hand until he was nudging at my entrance. Then I reached up, grabbing his hair, pulling his mouth closer to my neck.
Colin didn’t say anything.
He didn’t have to.
We both wanted this, needed it. We were both craving it. He thrusted his hips forward, driving his cock deep inside of me. At the same time, his fangs pierced my neck, and he buried his teeth in my skin. I tried to cry out, but somehow, his hand covered my mouth and muffled the noises I was making. I didn’t know what to do because suddenly, it was sensation overload.
He was inside of me. The vampire was inside of me in multiple ways, and suddenly, I felt faint. He was drinking from me at the same time he was fucking me, but it didn’t hurt the way I thought it would. I should have known because the two other times I’d been fed from that day, the pain had been bearable. Now, if possible, the feeling of being fed from made me even more aroused.
I was more excited than I’d ever been in my life, and I felt myself beginning to near orgasm. It was going to happen, I realized. Colin was fucking me right on the bed. We hadn’t even bothered to get undressed. He was fucking me hard and fast and he still had that death grip over my mouth. I struggled, trying to fight him, but it was no use. He was claiming me, marking me with his dick, and all I could do was relax and accept it.
When I came, it was the hardest, best orgasm I could remember having. No human guy’s dick ever made me come like that. I squeezed his cock as I climaxed, and I could feel him start to come at the same time, too. A wave of feminine satisfaction swept over me as I realized I’d done that. I’d brought the vampire pleasure just as he’d brought it to me.
His mouth was on my neck the entire time, but soon I felt him sealing up the injury the way he always did, and then he pulled back, looked at me, and kissed me. He held me like that for a long time, kissing me over and over, and soon I pulled back from him.
“First time with a vampire, was it?” He whispered.
I nodded.
“Did I hold up to the hype?”
“Yes.”
“Was it what you expected?”
“More,” I whispered.
It had been so much more.
“YOU SLUT!” CLARISSA walked into my office the next day and took one look at me before choosing her nickname of the day.
“Excuse me?”
“You had sex,” she said. She crossed her arms over her chest. She had a folder in her hands, but she ignored the way it bent and folded when she made this gesture. She was smug, pleased with her assessment. She was right, too. I had.
After Colin and I had slept together, we’d spent the rest of the night making love. We fucked until the sun came up, and then we went to sleep in his huge bed. I got up an hour before I was supposed to be at work. I’d realized that I hadn’t given him a list of things I needed from the apartment, nor had I asked any of his staff members to retrieve my things, so I’d showered, grabbed another outfit from Elizabeth’s closet, and called a ride to work. Colin had woken up long enough to see me go, and then he’d returned to sleep.
“Yeah,” I said. I wasn’t going to waste my time lying to Clarissa. We were both adults. We were both capable of making adult decisions. Perhaps most importantly, neither of us felt the need to judge the other.