Page 40 of Married to the Vampire Prince

He barely gave me any time to adjust before he pushed a second finger inside me.

I moaned his name, trying my best to stay upright as he fucked me with his fingers, licking my juices.

“Call my name,” he said.

He seemed to really like whenever his name breathlessly left my mouth. So I continued chanting his name as he pushed his fingers in and out of me.

It didn’t take long for an orgasm to overwhelm me. I hadn’t realized I was so parched for sex until now. No, that was wrong. I hadn’t just wanted sex, I had specifically wanted sex with Silas. Nobody else would do as an intimate partner. He was my husband, and I wanted him with my whole being.

Silas licked my pussy clean with an expression like he enjoyed the taste of me.

My arms felt weak. I slowly let myself lie back down on the table, thankfully not knocking over any of its remaining contents.

My husband gave me a look full of lust as he rose up and towered above me. “You’re lying down in the middle of the map like you’re a war prize.”

“I might as well be one – your prize,” my voice sounded breathless when I said those words.

Silas smiled. “That you are. Mine.”

He took off his pants and then his boxers. He was fully hard – ready for me. I swallowed my saliva. I could never get used to the sight of how big he was. Even though I knew now he would fit inside me, the sheer presence of him amazed me.

He had a satisfied look on his face, like he knew what I was thinking. “It’s gonna fit,” he said.

I gave him a small nod.

He chuckled and positioned himself in front of my entrance. “Ready?”

“Yes,” I said with a small smile.

He pushed himself inside me, stretching me, stopping halfway. I adjusted to his size, breathing heavily.

“You’re beautiful like this,” he said. The possessive look was back in his eyes. “I love seeing you impaled on my cock.”

I felt so embarrassed hearing him talk that dirty. I closed my eyes, feeling myself flush all over.

“No,” his tone was firm. “Look at me.”

I opened my eyes, and our eyes connected. I drowned in the sight of his lustful gaze. He continued pushing in and out of me, and I started moving my hips to match his rhythm.

Silas leaned down above me, pushing my hair away from my neck. His fangs hovered over my skin. “I’m going to bite you.”

A wave of excitement filled my soul. I couldn’t believe I had ever been afraid of his bite. Now I wanted nothing more than for him to drink my blood. “Yes,” I moaned. “Bite me.”

He groaned as he broke my skin with his fangs. My blood flowed out of the small wound, but I barely felt any pain. Ecstasy flooded me. I came, the folds of my pussy squeezing his cock.

Silas groaned again. “You’re mine,” he repeated. “Mine.”

A moment later, he thrust into me one final time, and I felt him come too. He leaned into me, his body heavy on mine but not heavy enough to crush me. I enjoyed the feeling of his weight.

When we both came down from the high, he pulled out of me. “I missed our intimacy,” he smiled. It was such a fulfilled, satisfied smile; the sight made butterflies dance in my stomach.

“Me too,” I admitted.

Silas’ eyes widened. “Really?”

I chuckled. “Yes, I enjoy being connected to you. Can’t you feel it when we… have sex?” I stumbled on the last two words, suddenly feeling shy.

Silas’ smile returned. “I guess I do.”

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