She starts slowly unbuttoning my shirt, looking into my eyes the whole time. She licks her lips when she gets to the last one, and my shirt falls open.
She's teasing me. She's torturing me, precisely as I wanted to torture her.
Katie bites her lower lip as her hand travels down from my chest to my abdomen. When her eyes reach my body, she notices all of the scars I have. Well, what can I say? I’ve had a pretty long life.
But she’s not scared when she looks at them. At first, she brushes her fingers over them and then starts covering them with kisses.
I place my hands on her shoulders, close my eyes, and throw my head back. This pleasure is so intense I can barely stand.
"You're killing me," I say when her lips reach my abdomen, and a loud roar escapes from my throat.
"That's the point," she whispers, unbuckling my belt, torturously slowly, stroking my hips all the way.
And then she gets up on her knees and takes off my shirt, exposing my arms. When she sees the scars I got in that fire, she stops for a second, exploring them. I can't force myself to open my eyes and look at her; I'm afraid I'll see pity in her eyes, which I can't stand.
And then she wraps her arms around my neck and presses her naked body to my chest, giving a kiss to my lips.
We both moan at how good, how right it feels when we're together, touching each other, making love. I can't believe I’ve waited so many years for her; it feels like I've had her for all of my life.
"Game is over, beautiful," I groan, letting her go and start taking off my pants. "I can't wait any longer."
"Finally," she says with a smile, satisfied that she'll get what she wants now.
When my pants and boxers are off, she stares at my dick for a couple of seconds, her eyes round with surprise.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," I say and push her gently onto the bed.
Katie falls with her back and spreads her legs, hinting that she's completely ready to take me.
I arrange myself on top of her and take my dick into my hand, guiding it to her wet pussy.
And then I stop, feeling the unusual anxiety inside of me.
"What's wrong?" she asks with worry in her voice.
"I may bite you," I say, looking guiltily into her eyes.
"What?" she clarifies even though she heard me perfectly.
"I may bite you when I reach my release," I say honestly. I've never had sex as a vampire, but I know that when the pleasure comes, I may be unable to control myself and bite her.
"And then I..." She stops, not finishing her thought.
"Yes." I swallow; it's getting hard to speak. "If I bite you, you’ll become a vampire.”
We stare at each other for a couple of long, torturous moments. I’ve already had the thought that she might leave, and I'll never see her again.
But then she says, "Okay."
I can't believe my own ears.
"Are you sure?" I clarify, trying to understand if she realizes what that really means.
"You said I'm your mate, didn’t you?” She raises an eyebrow. “That means I’ll die if I stay human. I have to become a vampire.”
I do not wait any longer as I guide my cock straight into her pussy, entering it with the tip.
Katie gasps in pain and grabs my shoulders, so I stop moving.