Page 26 of Her Vampire

The room pumps red like an artery, lighting up brightly, as I lean forward and brush my tongue roughly up her lips. I suck on her clit, attacking it with the tip of my tongue, sending shivering charms through her body until she’s breathing heavily and twitching against me.

I reach up and grab her breasts over her shirt as she creams in my mouth, sucking in the tangy come, drinking down every last drop like the fucking savage I am.

Then I stand up and tear my clothes off, my whole body trembling with the importance of this moment.

I strip my chest bare to reveal my muscled torso, the skin smooth except for the war scars I received in my mortal life.

I gaze down at her when I’m naked, my cock so hard I feel like it could erupt any second.

The amulet pulses as brightly as my feed-infused skin, flashing against her, lighting her up for me.

“Shirt,” I snarl. “Now. I need to suck those nipples.”

She wriggles out of her shirt and unclips her bra, lying on her back, her body a curvaceous juicy treat just waiting to be ravaged by me, by her man, by the only man who’s ever going to get to touch that body.

Because if anybody else tried, vampiric abilities or not, I’d make them regret it.

I can feel the amulet willing me to take her as I lean down over her, pressing my body against hers so that my chest flattens her breasts.

I find her lips and claim them as my own, kissing her with more force each passing moment, but with the amulet singing through my mind in a sorcerer’s chant, I feel my fangs shimmering strangely, as though they don’t want to bite, as though I can lie with my woman as a man, just a man, and that’s a glorious fucking thing for a vampire who’s known no other life for a millennium.

She reaches down, more confident now than she was the first time, and tightens her palm around my manhood.

I growl softly as she strokes my precome up and down my shaft, a glittering lust in her eyes I can’t look away from.

“You look so beautiful right now,” I whisper.

“I love you,” she gasps, as I arch my back and plunge inside of her.

“Say it again,” I growl.

“I love you.”

I pump harder, feeling her pussy flutter and shiver around my throbbing cock.

“I love you,” she gasps, and the next time she says it her voice turns hollow as a sudden orgasm grips her.

I watch the surprise fill her eyes, the quickest orgasm that has struck her yet.

I have to grit my teeth as her pussy gets ultra-tight around my massive cock, quivering and pulsing in time with the amulet, the light of which is flowing through the room like water now, touching every corner of it, blinding with its light.

“Rub those tits,” I snarl, gazing down at them, hypnotized at the way they bounce each time I thrust into her.

She pushes them together and I feel the pressure building at the base of my cock, with a tingling at the tip, an unstoppable torrent of sensation as I gaze at her live-giving breasts and the way they bounce and contort under the loving caress of her hands.

And then I feel something else, something stranger, as the amulet blares somehow – impossibly – brighter.

I feel a welcome new heaviness entering my body.

I feel my fangs flattening and the need to drink her blood draining from me, seeping from my every pore and a new urgency taking hold of my hips and compelling me to pump even harder, deeper.

Take her, take her.

I feel my seed roaring inside of me as though I’ve just unleashed its chains and for the first time I’m going to let it do what it hungrily needs to do.

I pump and lean close to her, kissing her neck now instead of biting it, each thrust of my huge hot cock bringing me that bit closer to my humanity.

I feel it climbing through the long years, the man I was before the blood-need, before the hunger, before the night made its claim on me.

“Fuck,” I whisper. “Can you feel it, Tammy?”

“You’re going to make me pregnant,” she gasps.

I make a moaning, howling noise, but I shouldn’t be surprised.

Of course, she can feel it.

We were destined to be together a long time ago.

As the fire lighting up my dick gets even hotter, even more compulsive, a thought strikes me that sends me into overdrive.

Tammy isn’t the end of my story.

She’s the beginning.

I was turned into a vampire over a thousand years ago so that I could one day find her. We were born in different times and the only way for me to find my way to the woman of my dreams was for me to tolerate endless nights stacked high like an executioner’s sword plunged into the muddy earth. Because from that earth a verdant forest would grow, flourish, and that’ll be our lives going forward.

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