Page 49 of Pucking Vamps

Confidence blooming inside me, I push myself up from the floor and climb into his lap, rubbing my bulge against his cock. Taking one of his hands in mine, I bring it to my mouth and lick two of his fingers, still humping against him.

“Do you want to be fucked, Hayden?” he rasps, teasing me through the jockstrap as the slicked fingers find their way to my hole. “To show everyone here that you are mine. That all you think about is my cock stretching you. That they can’t touch you because I’m the only one allowed to do it.”

My head spins, hazy and pounding as his growly voice hijacks my every sense. I place my hands flat on his chest, panting hard. “Yess. Please, Daddy. I’m yours. Only yours.”

He purrs in that way that drives me insane with lust. “Good. So, so good. You’ll open your legs for me now, won’t you? Like you do whenever I tell you to.”

A torrent of desire flips my stomach again. “Yes, Daddy. I’m your slutty good boy. I can’t wait to have your big cock in me.”

My nipples are impossibly hard, neglected and begging just like my trapped erection. The cock ring still locked around it exacerbates the pressure in a mind-reeling way that has my entire body feeling like a balloon about to pop. The whispers of the crowd reach my ears as Leander pushes his fingers inside me. I cry out, I can’t hold my voice back. He smiles, his features tense and his eyes scorching.

“It’s been just two weeks and you are so tight already. You didn’t play with yourself while I didn’t fuck you?” he asks, sounding both pleased and awed.

“I did…” I confess, squirming as he crooks the fingers in search of my prostate. “I told you. With the dildo. But it didn’t feel as good as your dick.”

“Yet you didn’t come begging for it when I returned.”

I would wonder too if I was him, but now is not the time for this. I want him. I need him. He’s teasing me, stalling and edging, but I am at my limit. My body is starved for him, has been every day.

“I am now. I…” I suck my lip in when he tags the bundle of nerves inside me, a moan ripping out of my throat. “Wanted tonight to be special… Please, Daddy. Take me, claim me, mess me up or I will go crazy.”

He nips my neck, letting his teeth press just enough so I can feel the light sting of their pointy ends. “Beg me with your body, not just your mouth.” His arm comes around my waist and he pulls me closer, caging our dicks between our bodies. “Fuck yourself on my fingers like you will be on my dick.”

Liquid fire licks my spine, his command throwing my senses in disarray. I arch my back, plastering my chest against his. The skin-to-skin contact is heaven, his nipples just as hard as mine. I want to take them in my mouth, to lick them and tease them with my tongue, but he doesn’t let me. He keeps me exactly where he wants me, my head tipped back so he continues to rain kisses alongside my neck while I shake my hips and try to get his fingers deeper.

Before long, they aren’t enough, the initial stretch displaced by my need for more. I want to feel him with every cell, to forget anything else exists. I want him to claim me with both his cock and his teeth, to fuck me hard and rough so my body remembers it for days.

“More, Daddy.” I dig my nails into his back. “My greedy hole needs more of you. Please.”

The sounds of people fucking nearby snatches my attention, their moans and gasps fueling my arousal. I whip my head to the side as Leander pulls his fingers out, feeling both turned on by the lithe male getting railed from behind in the neighboring glass cage and empty from the lack of delicious pressure inside me.

I want to be him so much. He’s got the audience enthralled as he whimpers and shouts, shaking with his entire body from the force with which his partner is fucking him.

“Turn around.” Leander’s authoritative voice chases away my stupor, raising goosebumps all over me.

I snap my gaze to him, my brain playing catch up. He grabs my hips and rips the jockstrap off, tossing it to the side, and then manhandles me so I’m facing the audience. My breathing stutters. My chest feels tight, too tight, caging the wild animal my heart has become. My ears ring. Bouncing my eyes from face to face as the crowd drinks me in, I fight the assault of heat both to my core and my face.

Leander spreads my legs, exposing me fully now that the jockstrap is gone. My leaking cock twitches, flushed and harder than it’s ever been. His is nestled between my ass cheeks, the hotness of his shaft pressing just barely against my hole.

“So pretty,” a woman in a red sunhat says, taking out a camera and pointing it my way. “Your human is exquisite, Leander. So hungry for you and so obedient.” She licks her lips, her fangs poking out. “Perhaps you can let me have a turn after?”

Her words fly over my head, the camera the only thing my brain registers. Oh fuck, is she gonna film us?

Leander’s hand wraps around my erection, squeezing it at the base. His cock slips out from my crease, the head grazing my hole. “Let’s show her why she can’t have you, Hayden. Because I am the only one you want.”

A shiver surges through me, my arms shooting back to coil around his neck again. The pose causes my body to arch slightly, my toned abs pushing out as I try to get his dick inside me. It’s not working, but when I try to help myself with a hand, he doesn’t let me. Instead, he leans back into the couch and lifts me up by the ass, lining up his slicked cock to my hole. Anticipation twists my stomach, my breathing erratic.

I feel the tip first, rubbing and probing. Slowly, torturously. My abs tighten and my leg muscles flex. I need him. Now. A whimper leaves me, a mixture between a whine and a demand.

“You are lovely when I tease you. It only makes me want to do it more.”

I make another sound of protest, baring my teeth to scold him.

He pushes inside in one rough and deep thrust. I moan, my eyes snapping closed and rolling back into my head. Every nerve-ending I have comes alive in an onslaught of sensation as he drags his dick out and then rams back in again.

I keen, the sudden fullness overwhelming my body and mind. He’s so thick. So hot. The burning as he stretches me is too much after so long, the pressure almost unbearable.

“You’re doing so good, Hayden. Taking me so well,” Leander whispers into my ear, his breath hot and unleashing yet another current of electricity along my skin.

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