“Fuck,” I groaned, reaching for my fly.
The light in her eyes as she watched me pull out my cock had me swelling even more. She was hungry for me. Only me.
“Inside. Please, inside.”
I shook my head. “No,a stor.”
She whimpered, biting down hard on her lip but nodding to show me she understood. It was her heat that made her beg, but my Sunday wouldn’t push me farther than I was willing to go. If she only knew how badly I wanted to give her everything she asked for.
I stroked my length from root to tip, arms shaking as I did. With my free hand, I grabbed a pillow, and she lifted her hips on instinct, knowing exactly what I was after. I tucked the pillow under her arse, then positioned myself closer to a woman’s cunt than my cock had ever been.
“I need your cum.”
“Fecking Christ on the cross.”
I didn’t know how I was going to get through this. Heat was driven by the body’s biological imperative to breed. And there was only one way for that to happen. Sunday needed my cum inside her sweet cunt. Just like she was begging me for.
I could do that without penetrating her. I would come all over those glistening lips, and then I’d just slip some of my seed into her tight channel to satisfy her need. It would be enough.
It had to be.
Her name was ripped from my throat as I slid between those slick folds, coating the crown of my shaft in her hot cum. “Jesus wept,” I whispered as I braced myself over her, rolling my hips slowly and desperately working to keep my dick out of her.
“C-Caleb,” she stuttered, her head thrashing on the pillow.
I slid back and forth, the temptation to sink inside nearly more than I could bear. Every pass over her opening was an exercise in control. It would be so easy to push in, to give her exactly what she wanted.
My thrusts grew wilder as she matched my speed, my balls tightening with my own impending orgasm.
“Come for me,” I ordered, needing it to happen so I didn’t give in to my desire to feel her clench around my length. If I had to listen to those wild moans of hers, watch her tits bounce as she arched her back in search of me, I’d lose hold of myself and break my vow.
“Come with me,” she begged. “I need to feel it.”
“Fuck.”
I wish I had been strong enough to ensure her climax before mine took over, but that desperate command was as irresistible as the woman who gave it. I was spilling myself all over her belly and pussy, rope after rope of cum shooting out as she joined me. Pleasure chased away all my guilt and made my eyes roll back in my head as I continued to slide through her folds, mixing my spend with her slick. My oversensitive cock gave a jerk at the heat of her, and I knew this was far from over.
I wasn’t sure when she’d gotten free, all my attention had been zeroed in on the place where our bodies touched. The hand no longer bound to the headboard reached down between her legs, traveling through our combined releases and ghosting over my still hard cock. I sucked in a breath as I watched our cum slip inside her, chased by her fingers.
She arched her back. “I’m sorry, Caleb. It wasn’t enough. I can feel it building again. I need you inside me. It’s the only way to end this.”
God, why are you testing me? I am going to fail.
“I can’t. Not all the way.”
“The tip then. I just need to feel you. Please.”
I closed my eyes and forced myself not to look at her cunt, to keep Caleb, the human man with human needs, out of this. I’d been a vampire a long time; I should have had the control to stop this. But my heart beat hard, just like it had when I was human. It begged for us to connect. I needed her just as much as she did me.
Lining the head of my cock up with her entrance, I shuddered at the warm, wet, perfect feel of her. The muscles inside of her pulsed with need, as if they were trying to draw me in.
Christ, I am the biggest fool.
Swallowing and filling my mind with every prayer I’d ever been taught, I let myself sink in only the barest inch.
It wasn’t enough. Fuck, it was nowhere near enough. But it had to be. Any deeper and I would fuck her with the kind of abandon I’d always dreamed about. This wasn’t about me or my needs, though, only about seeing her through her heat.
This had to be enough. It was all I could give.