Page 21 of Snowed in with the Vampire Prince

Not anymore, I told him firmly, scarcely even aware of what I was promising. The idea of him alone and isolated was, quite simply, unacceptable. Never again. Not if you don’t want to be.

With our minds joined like this, it was easy to drown in him, to get swept away by him. It was hard to worry that I’d just made a potentially eternal promise to a vampire I hardly knew, and it was even harder to deny to myself or him that I meant it completely.

You’re mine, he agreed roughly. I want you to be mine forever.

Yes. I could have melted right then and there. I had momentarily lost track of what was happening around me, what Pierce was doing to me. There was only his body pressed up against mine. That was the only true thing. That was the only thing that mattered.

I don’t know if it was him or if it was me, but someone peeled off my shirt and tossed it away like it was on fire.

You’re so fucking beautiful. He whispered the thought into my mind, his fingers running through my chest hair until they found my nipple. He teased it, his eyes filled with wicked delight. Are your nipples wired?

Fuck yes, they are.

His lips curled into a devilish grin. Good.

He flicked my nipples, one after the other, and then lowered his lips to my chest and took them in his mouth, one at a time. I groaned, feeling my cock get even harder, like I might blow at any moment.

My brave, foolish, beautiful human.

Pierce lifted me with my legs still wrapped around his waist, as though I weighed nothing, and he laid me down gently on my back, on the bearskin rug, beside the fire. Then he pulled back, his amber eyes still smoldering with desire as he undid the button of my pants and slid down my zipper.

His touch felt so magical that I couldn’t help myself. I arched my back, writhing under him.

He used that opportunity to pull my pants down and off me, tossing them away, revealing just my black briefs. Wet spots soaked the fabric where I had leaked precum. He stared down at my body hungrily, devouring every inch of me with his gaze.

I grinned up at him, knowing he liked everything he saw.

With such gentleness that his fingers barely even brushed my flesh, he tore my underwear in half like they were made of tissue paper, releasing my cock.

It was his turn to grin, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “It’s beautiful.”

Then, without waiting for my reply, he bent down and took me in his mouth all the way down to the base of my shaft.

Oh. My. Fuck.

His cool mouth felt so incredible on my hardness, like fire mixing with ice, as he sucked me.

I let out a groan.

His impossibly strong hands cupped my ass, holding me fast so that I couldn’t get away from him. So that he could dominate me with his mouth. He worked my shaft all the way down, with no hint of a gag reflex as I hit the back of his throat.

When I was ready to blow, he pulled back. “You’re going to cum when I’m inside you,” he warned me. “And not before.”

Fuck, yes. Do it now.

He slid his index finger into his mouth, coating it with saliva. Then his fingertip found my hole.

I let out another small noise of delight, unable to help myself, as he slid his finger into me.

He let out a small gasp as well, which mirrored my own, and I realized, for the very first time, that I could sense everything he felt. He marveled at how warm I was, how strong and yielding my body felt under his touch.

And I knew that he felt everything he did to me too. We both felt the momentary flash of fear as he entered me. We both fought the instinct to get away from the intrusion. And then we both felt all that sweet, sweet pleasure as he found my prostate and rubbed it back and forth with his fingertip, gently at first, then more roughly as I relaxed against him.

He worked me like that for a long time. I felt like I would cum at any second, but I sensed that he knew when I was close, and he backed off. It was like magic. All of it was just like magic.

Then, after I was sure I couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled his finger out of me.

I let out an anguished cry, feeling suddenly empty.

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