He sank his teeth into my other thigh and I cried out again, but it wasn’t as loud this time, the pain more bearable. I twisted into his bite as his fingers worked inside me, with a big heady grin on my face.Feeling it… feeling it…
“You’re almost ready,” he told me, and climbed back up until we were face to face, his huge dick thumping against my pussy. “Show me your throat now.”
I tipped my head back and offered him my neck, my arms still stretched above me.
He kissed the spot first – brand new flesh – then speared me with his massive dick in one solid thrust.
He’d said I was prepared, but I wasn’t expecting the force of the pounding his hips gave me. It felt like I was being torn apart from the inside out, so deep with raw pain and lust that I’d forgotten my offered throat.
He sank his teeth into me with such force that I screamed, but I was grinning, panting, needing.
Blood play.
I could only begin to imagine the crazy addiction players had in the blood houses. It must be frantic, desperate, frenzied.
Hans fucked me as he took my blood, fulfilling his needs as my body cried out for more. He became as frantic as I was, hips slamming as mine bucked, faster and faster. He ground in just the right spot, my clit so tender that it had me gasping.
Finally, gratefully, I was going to come, and suddenly, fuck, fuck, fuck. I was in the middle of the best fucking orgasm I’d ever known, and it was long as his cock pounded me. So fucking long I was groaning like a slut, and it was magic.
With his cock buried deep, he took his teeth from my throat, dripping my own blood over me as I smiled up at him.
“Like I said, little one. It’s all about patience. The longer you wait, the better it feels.”
I clenched around his rock-hard cock, still cresting on the waves. I arched my back, silently offering him my tits, and he gave me a fresh bite, right around my nipple. Perfect. It was fucking perfect as he sucked my bleeding nipple into his mouth. Just perfect as his thrusting cock set me on fire.
His fierce green eyes were boring into mine as he hissed and grunted and slammed into me as he came. I felt like a queen as he crested for himself with as much passion as I was. And then he slowed, dropped a kiss onto my lips with his dick still inside me. I could feel how ridiculously slick my pussy was when he pulled out. I must have soaked the bed.
“Open your mouth again,” he told me and slipped his fingers back inside my throbbing pussy.
His fingers were glistening with both blood and cum when he held them in front of my face.
“Suck,” he whispered, and offered them to me.
There was no hesitation. Just pride as I sucked and lapped them clean like a girl being given a reward, and he laughed with a gorgeous warm tone.
“Hungry girl,” he said.
I nodded with a giggle, and he laughed again when he pulled his clean fingers free.
“We’d better get the hungry girl a steak,” he told me. “Considering you barely touched the one at the restaurant.”
He kissed me on my blood-red lips before he pulled me up and off the bed with him, holding me tight on my shaky legs.
I certainly didn’t protest. My stomach was rumbling enough to eat a whole damn cow.
Chapter Sixteen
Icouldn’tstopstaringat Hans as he prepared my steak. The sizzle of it in the pan had my stomach rumbling. I was ravenous.
He was dressed in a burgundy dressing gown that suited the gothic decor, and I was a stark contrast, in one of my oversized sweaters from the rail in the drawing room. Smears of blood were already showing through the fabric. It would make a fitting Halloween outfit.
“And you would make a fitting Halloween creature of the night,” Hans said, giving me a smile over his shoulder. “It’s only a few days away. How do you usually celebrate?”
I felt almost embarrassed to admit my lack of a social circle in Orcop.
I shrugged. “Watching movies and eating bat-shaped candy.”
He laughed. “How about this year? How do you think we’ll be spending it?”