Page 100 of My Summer Girl

Their eyes shutter as if they’re seeing it in real time. “Dulce,” they hiss.

I picture them rutting into me, hitting that spot inside that feels like I’m both dying and living for the first time. Their fangs dig deep in me as they fuck me with abandon.

“Bloody hell,” they growl before gliding up my body and flipping us. They don’t need to guide me or tell me what they want.

Show me, little dove.

The words come into my mind like Vex whispered them across my brain. I hover above their swollen length, sliding home with one quick drop.

They let out a rattling puff of air while I moan louder than I ever have before. Using their body as my own conduit of pleasure, I bend back on my haunches and begin bouncing up and down.

Vex’s eyes roll backward as I fuck them like they’ve never let me before. Bracing my hands on their chest, I use them.

They watch me with awe, not moving, letting me take my pleasure. “P-Please,” I beg, sending them an image of their fangs once more.

“Want to be a blood slut for me, little dove?”

Frantically, I nod, my head jerky with its movements. They sit up, forcing me to adjust to where they hold my full weight.

As if I’m the most precious thing they own, they cradle my head. “You’re so cock drunk already,” they muse. And I feel it, the heady lust swimming through me, how my eyes want to close, yet I want them inside me forever.

“Want you.” The two words are drunken, sloppy, and their bright smile is enough to undo me entirely.

Leaning into my throat, they graze my pulse. “You were always meant to be mine, little dove. My mate, my peach, mine.” Their teeth sink inside me with the vow. Their hips bucking up and fucking me while they take from me too.

In the bond it’s dark and cozy, so warm and welcoming. They give me their pleasure, and I swear my body hasn’t stopped shaking from the endless orgasm that hasn’t seemed to stop. They fuck me so deeply, I can’t help but let out hoarse cries.

My cunt clenches them, holding them in the tightest grip. They lick my throat over and over, kissing the wound while not letting up on their thrusting.

“Such a good dove, gripping me so tight. Being such a cock slut for me.” Their hips make the loudest slapping noise every time it hits my sweaty thighs. “I could lose myself in this cunt, my love. Get lost and live there forever. Hear you cry and lick your tears. Fuck.” That last word is a long dragged out sound.

I groan as another orgasm overtakes me, shocking my entire body to the point of shaking and flinching.

“That’s my good bird, coming all over her Sir’s cock. Fuck, I love your cunt. It’s so tight and wet, and it takes me so well.”

I whimper at the way they reduce me to the hole they’re using for their own pleasure. “Please, Sir.”

“What do you want, hmm? Want my cum, sweet little dove? It’ll fill you nicely, leak from your pretty pussy.”

“Yes,” I whine, feeling my body shudder, wanting to give out.

“Give it to me, beautiful. Come on, like that,” they guide, gripping my hips. “That’s right.” Their hand slides between us, their rings pressing into my thighs as they edge their way to my clit. “Come for me, love. Come on my cock.”

A few more flicks across my clit and I’m falling apart once more. My pussy clenches and a flood of fluids leaves me, coating them and the bed.

“Such a good dove, squirting for her Sir.”

“Thank you,” I cry, tears welling in my eyes as the emotional aspect hits me deeply.

“It’s okay, I’m here. I have you, I love you,” they reassure, kissing my shoulders, my throat, all while petting me and offering warmth. Grabbing the duvet, they wrap it around us and rock me back and forth even as they slightly soften inside me.

What feels like an hour passes before their body soothes me. Enough that I’m peering up at them in awe and trust.

“Can I suckle?” I shyly ask. I’ve been wanting to do it for ages, but scared they’d be put off by it.

“I’d be honored to be your comfort, love.”

They help me rise off of them, adjusting us so their pelvis aligns with my mouth. There’s no need for guidance, I know what I want.