Robyn howls.
I let go of her wrists and hurriedly slam my palm over her mouth. “Watch yourself in the mirrors. Don’t look away.”
I sink my teeth into her skin but not far enough to draw blood. I don’t have the right antiseptic sprays here for true blood play.
When I draw back, there’s still a satisfying claiming mark that I suck on, simulating drawing blood.
I lift my hand from Robyn’s mouth. She’s moaning now and humping her hips.
I kiss all the way up her neck to her jaw.
“Shh.” I kiss Robyn. “Keep silent. What if there’s someone on the other side of those drapes?”
Instinctively, Robyn’s gaze darts to the drapes.
When I edge up her dress and push down her panties, sliding my fingers over her clit and then into her folds, however, I can feel how wet the thought makes her.
Excellent.
Robyn loops her arms around my neck. Despite the fact that I’m now pumping my fingers tormentingly in and out of her pussy, she’s biting her lip, desperately trying to stay quiet.
Her gaze jumps between the drapes and me.
“That’s it, thrall.” I reward Robyn by circling her clit, and she bites back a moan. “Keep quiet, or the entire vampire court outside will hear how eager my thrall is for her king’s cock. Do you want that? For them to know how hungry your pussy is? How wet?”
I pull my fingers away, licking them clean.
I love Robyn’s taste but I love more the way Robyn’s cheeks heat at my move.
“I d-d-on’t k-know, my king,” she whispers.
Honest.
I smirk. “With their keen senses, they can probably already smell how ready you are for me to breed you. Then they can hear the fast thudding of your heart. They’re probably half rabid with blood lust, wishing that you were their thrall…hoping that I’ll pull aside this drape and allow the entire court to at least watch…”
I tease the fabric with my fingers like I’m toying with the idea.
Robyn gasps but it’s with flushed excitement.
“But I won’t.” I drop my hand to fluidly undo my suit trousers and pull out my cock. Then I take a condom out of my pocket (around my lovers, I’m always prepared), and sheath myself. “Because I’m possessive of my pets.”
Then I thrust into Robyn, urging her legs to wrap around my waist.
She feels so wet and warm.
Fucking perfect.
She spasms around me, and the added sensation is enough to make me grunt in pleasure.
I grab Robyn around the waist, hoisting her even higher, before I slam her against the wall.
I rut into her, hard, deep, and fast almost with supernatural strength.
She wanted to fuck a vampire. I’m giving her the most thrilling experience that I can.
It’s rarely this wild between us.
It’s bliss.