As soon as she knew where I was going, she entangled her fingers into my hair.
Bite me, she wielded.
Knowing where she wanted to be bitten, I made sure to kiss everywhere but that spot.
First, my lips pressed against the crevice of her inner thigh. Right here?
“No,” she groaned.
Another kiss, this time near her core. Here?
“Please, Val.”
The next kiss was on her pussy lips. What about here?
She sucked in anticipating breaths as she squirmed beneath me. “You’re getting closer,” she breathed out.
I extended my tongue, thrusting it into her opening and savoring the delicious wetness I found. Her fingers tightened in my hair, her moans echoing through the room.
With a perfect view, my eyes landed on her swollen clit. It pulsed with each pump of blood that rushed to it—desiring to be touched, kissed, licked . . . bitten.
My intentions were slow when my tongue traveled up her center, causing shivers to roll through her. I twisted my tongue around the sensitive bud, barely touching it before returning to her entrance, bringing more tasty juices up.
After repeating this action a few times, her breaths became ragged, her moans coming faster, louder.
She rolled her hips, pushing my head down, begging for me to satisfy her needs.
After one last stroke, I stopped on her clit, sucking it into my mouth.
Oh, Gods!
And her shield was down . . . but since I was concentrating on her pleasure, my mind had completely forgotten about the mission.
Knowing she wanted to be bitten while she came, I waited until the last possible moment to open my mouth and strike. I swirled my tongue the way I knew was her favorite, causing her back to arch off the sparring mat.
When her entire body tightened, I released her clit and quickly tilted my head, positioning my mouth so one of my fangs would penetrate her pussy lip and the other . . . her clit.
My fangs pierced their target, her gasp filled the room as her blood pooled in my mouth.
Savoring every drop, I took hungry gulps of the sweet nectar, the flavor bouncing off my tongue and snaking down my throat.
My venom was powerful, warming her veins and electrifying her senses, sending euphoria flooding through her. She yanked my hair, her body bucking underneath me as she rode out the wave of ecstasy.
About half way through her peak, I removed my fangs and sucked her clit into my mouth with a growl. Her body quaked, then shivered below me, her orgasm coming to an end.
Once her muscles were limp, she released my hair and grabbed my shoulders, guiding me up her body.
I settled between her thighs, finally remembering my mission.
“You know, Flaik Luna is only a few days away.”
“I know,” she whispered before wrapping her legs around my body.
She slammed her mouth onto mine, letting me know now was not the time to converse before reaching between us and maneuvering my cock to her entrance. Her silky wetness allowed me to slide inside of her with ease, eliciting a satisfying moan from us both.
“Did you want something special?” I asked, grinding my hips in her favorite way.
“What?” she breathed out, her forehead wrinkling.