Us.
Feeling… I felt him in my heart right then.
“We can go tomorrow night,” he said.
I would have clapped my hands in gratitude if I hadn’t felt the swell of his huge vampire cock against my thigh.
Seems I wasn’t the only one keen to visit a blood house tomorrow night…
I was definitely growing in confidence. It was me who slipped further underneath the covers and took his cock in my mouth as deep as it would go. Trusting my initiative.Feeling, not thinking.
It worked.
This time I got a full-blown taste of vampire cum, without even a hint of blood along with it.
He bucked and grunted, and held my hair in the heat of passion as he unloaded straight into my mouth. I felt like a porn star in the making as I smacked my lips with pride and took my place back in his arms.
“Well done, and thank you very much,” he said to me. “You really are a fast learner.”
“You’re welcome,” I said.
“Your turn next,” he told me, and flipped me onto my back in one fast motion.
Oh wow. Here it came again. HereIcame again – hard and fast, gripping his gorgeous dark vampire hair as he ate my pussy.
“Bite me, please!” I begged again, but no.
“Patience,” he said. “You’ve had your fair share of bites tonight. You will have to make do with pure, bloodless kisses and hard, deep cock instead.”
“I think I’ll manage,” I said with a dirty grin on my face.
Chapter Seventeen
Myconfidencewasn’tnearlyso bright when I woke up. My bites were sore, and my body was still exhausted, even though my soul was glowing beneath the surface.
My vampire lover was already awake. He landed a kiss on my lips as soon as I opened my eyes.
“Good morning,” I said, and he laughed.
“I think it’s termed goodevening, little one.”
“Yeah, I forgot, the good mornings are long gone.”
“Yes, I haven’t seen a good morning in a long, long time.”
I wondered if I’d be joining him in that one day. If I too would become a creature of the night. Now wasn’t the time to be thinking about that, though.
“What time is it?” I asked him.
“Late enough to be dark outside. Eight p.m. Time to go soon.”
Of course. The blood house.
“Yes,” he said. “That’s if you still want to go, of course.”
Even through the flutter of nerves, I knew I wanted it. My fascination was too strong to ignore.
“Let’s get you a wholesome evening breakfast first,” Hans said, and helped me out of bed.