Page 111 of Afflicted

I grit my teeth and growl out my frustration. “You’re a fucking tease you know.” I adjust the rear view mirror so I can see her cunt, wet and glistening as she fucks herself. “Get that cunt nice and wet for me, angel. I want to see you dripping for me.”

The convoluted feeling is gone, replaced with the feral desire to fuck her senseless. Jesus fuck, what she does to me. I can hear how wet she is. I look in the mirror, and her thighs are shaking.

“Don’t you dare come,” I growl. “You stop before you come.”

She’s panting, her hips lifting off the seat. “Oh fuck, I need you inside me.”

We’re almost out of view of the compound. Another half mile, and I’ll fuck her and fill her up. I’m so hard I can barely focus on the road. I take the turn, and count down the distance, the trees becoming thicker around us.

As soon as I know we’re clear, the tires squeal as I pull off the side of the road. I’ve barely brought the car to a stop when Juliet is clambering over the seat and into my lap. She fumbles my trousers open, pulling out my cock and lowering herself onto me as she kisses me greedily.

We’re nothing but teeth and tongues and moans, her sweat dripping down her back as she swings her hips on me.

She leans back against the steering wheel, giving me the perfect view of my dick slipping into her cunt over and over. It’s mesmerizing, her body stretched out in front of me, her hands braced against the roof of the truck.

“Fuck you’re perfect,” I murmur, gripping her hips, forcing her further down onto me. Her tight heat envelops me down to the base of my cock, and she cries out. “Are you still sore, angel?”

“Yes.” One hand runs down the flat plane of her stomach, and she flicks two fingers over her clit as she continues to ride me. “I never want to stop -fuck- stop being sore from you.”

I roll her nipples between my fingers, causing her to gasp and thrash. “Good. I want to fuck you raw every day. Fill every single fucking hole with my cum every day.”

Her high-pitched whimper fills the truck, and she slams herself down on me as her pussy contracts around me. I hold her hips steady as I pound myself into her, fucking her right through her orgasm. She moans my name and claws at me, faltering and pressing her tits to my chest.

“Bite me,” she pleads breathily.

My balls draw up tight as I sink my fangs into her neck, and white heat explodes through me as she screams my name. I keep coming, and coming, riding one wave after another as her blood warms my throat and my cum fills her cunt.

The sun beats down on us through the windshield as she catches her breath. My mouth releases her neck reluctantly, but she stays on my lap, keeping me within her. She wraps her arms around my neck, and kisses me slowly. We stay like that for a long time, so long it starts to feel like some sort of dream, hot and euphoric. I never want it to end. I want to stay like this forever.

But finally, she lifts herself off me, slumping into the passenger seat. Her thighs are splayed, her skin flushed, her hair a tumble of glistening gold around her shoulders and over her breasts. My perfect, cum-soaked angel. She tips her head, her face filled with satisfaction as she gazes at me.

“How many times can we do that today?” She asks, stretching.

“As many times as possible.”

She giggles and reaches back for her clothes.

“Uh-uh.” I pull her back into the seat. “You stay like this.”

“Silas.” She regards me with wide eyes. “You want me to just sit here naked while you drive?”

“Yes. I want you on display for me. All day.” I lean over and scrape my fangs along her jawline, making her shudder deliciously. “You sit there with your legs open like a good little whore, and let me touch you however I want.”

“I could sit on your cock while you drive,”she says against my lips with a grin.

“Don’t tempt me.” I tuck myself away even though I’m hard again, and gun the engine. Juliet obediently sits next to me, watching me as I navigate back out onto the road. Her hair glints in the sunlight, and her scent is so strong in the warm air I have to pull over and fuck her twice more before we make it twenty miles from the compound. After the second time, with her sweaty hair bunched in my hand, my chest pressed to her back, she laughs breathlessly.

“We’re never going to make it if we keep doing this.”

“Well at least the vamps won’t smell you,” I mutter into her ear. “Soaked in me as you are.”

“Good thing I get those depo shots, huh?” She giggles, clenching her thighs together as I pull out of her. “You’d have me pregnant in a second otherwise.”

The image of her swollen belly that I conjured up in my bed this morning swims in my mind’s eye. And the convoluted feeling comes back. I wipe a hand over my face, brushing away the sweat.

“It’s not that easy for a vamp to get a human pregnant, actually.” Why am I saying this? What the fuck does it matter? But the image won’t let me go. That hard, round belly… Without thinking, I reach between her legs, pushing two fingers inside her as she squeaks, her body shuddering.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

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