Page 14 of Entranced By the Immortal

He moved over me, his body pinning me to the uneven ground, but the only thing I could focus on was his mouth moving to the other side of my neck.

"No, you don't want to die?" he asked, his voice a low rumble in my ear. "But I thought you said you didn't want to be a servant.”

I hesitated, my foggy thoughts churning.

“Thisis what good servants get,” he went on. “Isn’t it wonderful?”

His teeth grazed the unmarred side of my neck and I gasped, arching up and urging him to sink his teeth into me again. His bite was a drug, consuming every part of me and making me insane.

“Do you want more?” he asked, one of his hands coming up to grab the hair at the nape of my neck. He wrenched my head to the side, tearing a whimper from my lips. “Or would you rather me kill you here?”

"Yes," was all I managed. I grabbed the front of his vest and dragged him closer, surprised by how firm his body wasagainst mine. He was strong and solid like a wall of marble, and I wondered what he hid beneath his vintage clothes. After all his years alive—however long that was—surely he'd had enough practice in the sack to know what he was doing. "I want more."

He chuckled. "Oh, my pet, I have so much more to give you."

When he sank his fangs in again, I didn’t bother fighting the feral moan that fell from my lips. I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth through the blink of pain, before settling into the fresh wave of heat that consumed me.

Fuck, I’d never been more turned on in my life, and if he kept it up I was going to come without him even touching me.

As if reading my mind, Corvin’s free hand slid down my form, hastily tugging my shirt out of the way and undoing my jeans. He quickly shoved them down around my hips, and I inhaled sharply when my cock bobbed free. Every time his skin touched mine, a shock of electricity shot through my veins, lighting up my senses through the brain fog, leaving me desperate for me.

When he pulled back from my neck I was panting, my cock aching for attention. I probably shouldn’t have been turned on—scratch that, Idefinitelyshouldn’t have been turned on—but I couldn’t help it.

Corvin Dupont was nothing I needed but everything I wanted.

With a smirk, he spit a mouthful of blood into his open hand, making my jaw drop. Before I could say anything, or even fully process what I’d just seen, he grabbed my cock with his crimson-filled palm, his icy fingers wrapping around my shaft, and he started to pump his fist, using the blood as lube.

I stared in horror as my libido skyrocketed.

“Do you still want to run from me?” he asked, licking his lips and stroking me again. The blood was a surprisingly good lubricant, and my eyes zeroed in on his movements. His fingers rolled over the head of my rock-hard cock before sliding downagain and tearing a groan from my lips. “Of course not. You want this, don’t you, Ever?”

Somewhere beneath the foggy veil of lust a little voice screamed for me to get away, to flee. However, a second later Corvin dipped to lick the blood off the head of my dick and my eyes rolled back. Every sane thought I had left my body, and I succumbed to the fiery desire in my veins.

“Fuck…” I breathed, bucking my hips up to find his mouth. If I didn’t sink into something wet and warm soon, I was going to explode, and not in a good way. My cells were going to rip apart and fire would consume me from the inside out. “Please, Corvin, I—fuck.”

My thoughts turned to TV static as he took me into his mouth, burying my cock completely in his throat. Apparently, vampires didn’t have gag reflexes.

Fucking Christ.

I breathed shallow breaths as his head bobbed up and down, his mouth moving expertly over my cock, before finally tangling my fingers in his long blonde locks. I tugged his hair experimentally, fear and excitement making my heart race, and shuddered when he picked up the pace.

“Fuck… If you don’t… I’m gonna come,” I said through gritted teeth, my muscles tightening as I teetered on the edge of an orgasm.

I didn’t want to come, not yet, but his mouth was fucking heaven. He didn’t slow down, only gripping my base firmer as he swallowed me down, and a few seconds later I was coming down his throat. A feral, awful noise tore from my mouth as I came, my dignity long gone, and I wondered if anyone at all could hear my cries.

“What a good servant you are, Ever,” he praised, wiping his blood-stained mouth on the back of his hand. “Giving your Lordwhatever it is he wants, letting me take from you what I need. You were made to serve me, don’t you agree.”

My head was spinning, and I couldn’t answer. The vampire venom in my veins, coupled with the intense orgasm, had turned my mind into a mess. I wanted to disagree, but I wasn’t sure that was the truth. Why did it feel so damn good and right if it was wrong?

He flipped me over in a swift motion and dragged my hips up.

“Look at this perfect ass,” he said, raking sharp nails over the curve of my exposed rear. Delicious heat burned across my skin, making me whimper. “I’m going to claim it, make it mine.”

Please. I’d just come, but my cock was still rock-hard and I wanted more. I wanted his cock to fill me. I wanted him to fuck me until I came again.

“Please,” I said without meaning to. The desperation was getting the better of me. I pushed my hips back farther, desperate to feel him. “Fuck me, Corvin. Please, now, I can’t wait.”

He chuckled once and grabbed me by the throat, hauling me up to my knees. His lips brushed the shell of my ear, his breath spilling over me, making goosebumps race down my arms.

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