“Yes, but you also need plenty of blood left,” he said when he finished sucking. “I’ll be taking a lot more before we’re done.”
He sunk his fangs into my other tit in one stabbing bite. My head flew back and I cried out, soon moaning as he sucked and drank from me.
I hissed with pleasure as he withdrew his fangs.
He was so pleased with me. I could feel his pleasure coming from his very soul.
“You love being pain drunk, don’t you?”
I let out a breath. “God yes. It drives me crazy.”
“Yet another reason we’re fated mates. I’m desperate to bite, you’re desperate to bleed.”
I was heady enough to grin.
He licked up a trail of blood that was running down my tit. “You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”
A strange thought came into my head.
“What about when I’m a vampire myself? Will we still be able to play like this?”
His eyes were so green. Like bright emeralds in the lamplight.
“We’ll still be able to play, but it’ll be different. The sensations will be a lot more even.”
“Maybe I should hold back a little while, then. I want to experience everything there is to know.”
“I’ll milk you dry of sweet human blood as long as you want me to,” he said. “Don’t worry about that.”
I could’ve spent years right there on his bed while he played with me. I could’ve been pain drunk for months at a time and adored every second, coasting on waves of hurt and need.
I moaned again as his bloody lips kissed a hot path down my stomach and my clit sizzled, his mouth so close, his hot breath on my pussy. I braced myself once again, but no. He ran his tongue over the bites on my thighs and I cried out when he sunk his teeth in afresh. Cried out and tried to clench my thighs together.
“Stay spread,” he growled with a bloody mouth.
My skin was awash with smears of red when he sank his teeth back in, and I felt so free as I bled. It felt so liberating as he sucked at me, leaving all the pain behind.
"You look so beautiful,” he said when he pushed from the bed.
I watched him undress and he watched me smear blood over my tits, keeping my legs spread for him as he kicked his pants away and climbed back on the bed with his hard-on raging.
“You’re not looking so bad yourself,” I said, barely able to take my eyes from his cock.
“How about you show me what a good girl you can be, and I’ll show you what the dirty bite is?”
“I’ll be a good girl, don’t you worry,” I told him with a naughty grin.
I really was pain drunk. I hitched myself so my pussy was spread wet and wide, ready without him so much as laying a finger on my clit to get the sparks flying. I didn’t need them.
It was a different kind of pain this time when he eased the head of his cock inside me.
I couldn’t stop whimpering.
“Take it,” he hissed, but he didn’t need to. I’d take it at whatever cost.
I was being speared by a huge rod of vampire flesh an inch at a time, but I still kept my legs spread wide, offering myself to the hurt as he stretched me.
He held my legs back and I gripped the sheets as he pushed slowly, all the way deep until skin met skin.