Page 90 of Afflicted

In an instant he lifts me up and places me on the bench. His hips push my thighs apart, and I wrap myself around him as his hands hold my head. His mouth descends on me, and fire rushes through me because he’s kissing me, he’s finally kissing me. His fangs prick my lower lip, but the pain just turns me on even more. His tongue strokes inside my mouth and all of me opens up for him. All of me wants him, any way he wants me.

I’m melting against him. No one’s ever kissed me like this before. The shock zaps through my veins, because the line we weren’t meant to cross, we’ve stormed past it. There’s no going back now.This isn’t allowed, this isn’t allowed, this isn’t allowed- the words reverberate through my head over and over, but any sense I might have had, any self-control he had, it’s been obliterated.

“What will they do to you?” I murmur as he releases my mouth.

He shakes his head. “I don’t care.”

“But-”

“If this is all we have, I don’t care. If this is all the time we have together, I don’t care.” He kisses my neck, his fangs raking hard against my skin, and the pain makes my toes curl in the best fucking way. I yank at the buttons on his shirt, our fingers frantically fighting to get his clothes off.

He throws off the shirt and tugs my sweater off over my head. He cups my breast, lowering his mouth to my nipple. My heels drag up his legs as I moan, locking my legs around his waist. I’m trying to stay upright, catching myself on my hands, then my elbows as his body leans over me. I can’t resist. I don’t want to. His fangs brush against my nipple as he sucks hard, his other hand moving down over my stomach into my pants.

His groan echoes against my skin as his fingers stroke over my panties. “So wet for me, angel,” he says, lifting his head. “This needy little cunt is so desperate to be fucked.”

I move to shuffle my pants off, and Silas hooks his fingers into my waistband, tearing them down my legs. I’m lying on a bench in a garden shed, totally naked, in front of a vampire who looks like he’s pondering which part of me to eat first. He runs his hands up my thighs, and I quiver under his touch.

“I want to see you too,” I gasp, pushing myself up on my elbows. “I want to see all of you.”

His belt buckle clinks as he flicks it open, and my breath catches a little as his dick springs free from his pants. He’s huge - I already knew that. But his dick ispierced. Two metal balls adorn the blunt head, and he grins at me as my eyes meet his again.

“Makes it better for both of us, trust me.”

I let out a breathless laugh, and he advances on me. He leans over me, his hands splayed over my breasts as his mouth moves over my stomach. His lips are soft, but every now then there’s a sharp scratch of his fangs, and the combination sets me totally on edge. Who am I fucking kidding, I’m already on edge. I moan and writhe under his hands, under the hot breath washing across my skin. I can’t tell if the thundering in my ears is my own blood roaring or the deafening rain on the roof.

“Are you going to bite me?”

He straightens up, running his hands down my body. “I haven’t bitten anyone in years.” His eyes meet mine. “I want to taste you, angel, but fuck if I do that now, I’ll make you come harder than you’ve ever come in your life, and I want to feel you first.”

His words make my heart race almost painfully against my rib cage. I exhale heavily around a moan as Silas presses himself to my entrance, but instead of pushing inside me, he teases my clit with the head of his cock. His piercing strikes me over and over again in justthatway, and my thighs squeeze around his hips.

“Oh fuck,fuck, Silas, holyshit.” I’m panting, my back arching off the bench as he continues to fuck my clit. “Ah,oh my god.”

“That’s it, angel. Fuck, I want to hear you.”

My thighs begin to tremble, clenching either side of him, my orgasm building. “Don’t stop,” I moan. “Oh god, don’t stop.”

I look up at him, at his blazing red eyes, and cry out as my climax shatters through me. Silas barely gives me a second to catch my breath, running a hand up my back and pulling me upright. He looks down, his breathing hitched as he pushes his cock inside me. God, he’s sohard. I whimper and moan as he pushes, more and more. Oh fuck, I still haven’t taken all of him.

“You’re too big,” I gasp, and his grip on the back of my head tightens. His eyes meet mine, and he pulls out a little.

“You can take it, angel.” He pushes my thighs further apart, keeping his eyes on me as he slides back inside me. This time, he pushes all the way in, and holyfuck. He kisses me, swallowing down the cry that leaves my lips. “OK?” He asks, gently biting my lower lip.

“Yeah.” I’m more than OK. I’m so much more than OK right now, filled with him, his body so hot against mine.

“You should have told me to stop, angel.” He groans as he thrusts into me.

“No, never.” I press him closer with my thighs. “I need you.” I whimper as he thrusts again, and his brow furrows as he pants against my lips.

“Am I hurting you?”

I growl as I nip at his lips. “Fuck me til I’m sore. Please.”

That dark, threatening chuckle rumbles through his chest. “Such a dirty fuckdoll.” He withdraws from me, pulling me down off the bench and spinning me around. He bends me over, running his hand down my back as I press my hands flat, looking over my shoulder at him.

When he does sink back into me, we both moan. I reach back for him, and he twists my arm so it’s pressed against my back.Oh fuck, yes. I curl my other arm back so he can hold me down completely. With his other hand he grips my hair, winding it around his fist. I want to be at his mercy. I want him to fuck me and use my body and make me come.

I want tofeel like I’m his.

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