Page 16 of Samuel's Bloody Obsession

It wasn't as if I had a choice in the matter because I had zero control over my response to him. He didn't wait for a response. He simply held me open with his grip on my legs and began to fuck me with deep hard thrusts.

“I thought I was going to ride you,” I gasped out.

“I changed my mind. I love pinning you down and giving you a good pounding,” he growled. “I love how wet your pussy gets for me. My dirty little girl.”

I groaned as I felt myself clench around him at his words. He continued to use his dick like a weapon against me. I loved how he seemed to lose control whenever we were alone together. My response to him was the same because he made me feel so desirable.

He suddenly let go of one of my legs until my foot touched the floor of the shower. He pulled me closer by gripping my ass and continued to fuck me, but he lowered his head into the crook of my neck and nipped me before he began to suck on my neck. I rested my head against him, loving the different position as he brushed against my pelvis for each inward thrust.

“Turn around and put your hands on the wall,” he said against my neck as he let go of my leg and waist.

I waited until he pulled out and glanced at his bobbing cock as he wrapped his fist around his dick and began to move his fist up and down.

“Quickly,” he said sharply.

I held back a terse comment because I wanted to cum. No sooner had I bent over and placed my hands on the wall than he grabbed me by my throat and pushed his dick inside of me. He began to hammer in and out of me while placing both of his hands around my throat. My breasts swung beneath me, and the wet slapping sounds of flesh surrounded us.

“Yeah, that’s it. Take my dick like a good girl,” he said, sliding his hand towards my stomach. “I’m going to fill your belly up with all of my children, Charlotte.”

His hand moved down towards my clit, and he began to move his fingertips around it in circular motions.

“Oh, God,” I gasped out as the pleasure became too much.

His grip around my throat tightened so much that I couldn't breathe. I felt myself explode around him with a strangled cry as my legs shook from the force of my release. I felt his fangs sink into my neck as he continued to fuck me until he slammed deep inside of me, and I felt his cum spurt inside of me. I began to contract around him uncontrollably. The feel of his fangs and cum was always a double turn-on for me. He snarled against my neck but didn't let go of me.

Living with him definitely had benefits.

Chapter 11

Samuel

I held her by her throat with my hand and had my fangs locked inside her while I drank from her. It didn't matter how many times I fucked her but each time was better than the previous. When I felt her struggle to breathe, I loosened my grip around her throat. I forgot my own strength at times.

I reluctantly pulled my mouth away from her neck and saw the blood drip down her neck. I ran my tongue over her neck lapping up her precious blood before sealing the puncture wounds. Her pulse was slowing down, and I ran my hands down to her breasts and gently squeezed them before tweaking her nipples.

“Ugh, you're going to have to carry me to bed,” she said as she began to push herself away from the wall.

“Let's get you washed up first,” I said, reaching for her shower gel. “I can't have you going to bed all dirty.”

She turned around to look at me suspiciously, but I gave her an innocent smile because I would dirty her up in bed, too.

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We sat beside Glenda, but I had my hands held out as she wrapped her knitting wool around them. Charlotte chuckled as she stood up and patted my shoulder.

“You're such a good lad,” she said with a snicker. “I’m going to check on the other residents.”

She kissed Glenda’s cheek before she gave me a little finger wave as she left. I sighed heavily as I watched her sweet ass walk away from me.

Glenda cackled and patted my hand.

“She willnae be away fur long, Sammy. Ach, yae remind me of my earlier married days. We couldnae keep our hands aff wan another.”

I smiled at Glenda and sat back in my chair. My thoughts went to Charlotte because she would no longer age, and it would be difficult for her to lose all her family members one by one. She had a close bond with Glenda, and I was glad she was in a vocation that allowed her to spend time with her grandmother.

“When ur yae gonna propose to her?” she asked as she sat back and began to knit at an impressive speed.

“Uh, I have a ring,” I said hesitantly.

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