Page 75 of Vampire Blood

Her arms twined around my neck, like the most precious necklace. Her breasts crushed against my chest, and I could feel her heart beating against mine, in unison. I inhaled her scent through the kisses, and as always, she managed to banish every dark thought from the recesses of my mind.

She was so powerful, my Annika. So beautiful… and all mine.

She pulled away only for a moment, looking at me with hunger that matched mine. Sometimes, it seemed to me as if she could read my mind. Sometimes, I feared it, that she might see something in there she wouldn’t like. But when I gazed into her eyes, all I could see was love, desire, and flames that I wanted to burn in.

I buried my face into her neck, inhaling the scent that was all her. I couldn’t get enough of it, of her.

“You are glorious…” I murmured. “You are all I see, all I ever saw…”

I kissed her neck softly, only for her to slide her hand from the nape of my neck to my face, cupping it. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t need to. I could see everything in her eyes.

The lust coursing through my veins was taking over. I took her again, claiming her with my mouth, with my tongue. Her lips reciprocated with equal fervor, both innocent and alluring at the same time. Our tongues danced together, as we poured all our wishes into each other.

She tasted like pure happiness, bubbly and effervescent. And I wanted to get drunk on her.

Suddenly, she pulled away, getting down on her knees before me. The thought immediately emblazoned my mind, and even more than that. It awakened every dirty desire I ever had.

She didn’t take her eyes off of me for even a second, as her hands rested on my knees, spreading them apart. Her fingers moved upward slowly, tantalizingly. I wanted to grab her hair, to feel that wet heat of her lips on my cock right then and there, but she wanted to take it slowly. So, I obeyed.

My cock felt tight and swollen already, needing her more than ever.

“Annika…” I groaned her name, and it sounded like the dirtiest thing ever.

As if on cue, her fingers grazed my bulge. She didn’t wait to free me from my trousers. Instead, she undid the buttons, one by one, fast this time, almost as if she herself couldn’t wait.

My cock sprang free and her fingers curled around it immediately. I hissed in delight as she stroked me from the base all the way to the tip. I was already leaking, and her finger gently wiped it off. Then, she sucked it with her luscious lips, smiling like the vixen that she was.

She lowered her head and took me all into her mouth. Wet heat enveloped me, as I felt the suction of her lips, of her tongue. She whirled it over my tip, playing with my cock. Then, with herfingers gripping at the base tightly, her tongue traveled up and down it, stroking and sucking at the same time.

I couldn’t control myself. I grabbed her hair. I tried to be as gentle as she was with me. I kept listening to that sweet, wet sound that she was making with my cock in her mouth, sucking me dry. The only thing that would occasionally break that rhythm were her little moans of pleasure.

“Mmmm…” she purred as she kept sucking.

I wanted to do everything to her. I wanted to kiss her, to lick her, to taste her, to bite her. I wanted to fuck her mindlessly, endlessly. I wanted to bury myself deep inside of her and claim her over and over again.

Just when I thought that she would drain me, she stopped, pulling me back from the edge of the abyss of pleasure. She knew exactly how to do that.

She released me from the sweet confines of her mouth, while I yearned for more. But I wanted to return the delectable favor.

We switched positions, and I laid her down, taking off her trousers and panties in one hasty pull. I slid my finger, parting her already wet folds. The thought of her being so wet from sucking me off drove me wild with desire. I sucked her clit into my mouth whole, dipping my tongue inside. She moaned loudly, arching her back and lifting her hips, offering herself to me. I slid my hands underneath her juicy buttocks, keeping her in place.

I was already on fire, desperate for release, but I wanted to prolong this moment. I wanted to torment her a little, just like she did me. I wanted us both as close to the edge as possible when I took her.

I kept sucking her off, tasting her sweet juices, drinking in the very essence that was her. My cock was throbbing, my insides in a fiery hell.

I had to have her. Now.

I positioned myself between her legs, locking my eyes with hers.

God, she was so beautiful. Just one look at her and I came undone.

I slid inside of her in one fast, hard thrust. That was all it took for me to be deep inside of her. My entire body covered hers, my mouth crashed against her mouth, as I kept thrusting again and again, unable to control myself.

Her tight, wet heat gripped me, holding onto me. I knew she was as close to exploding as I was. I slid my hand underneath her sweet cheeks, lifting her slightly, then slammed into her again. This time, she cried out loudly.

We didn’t care that anyone might overhear us. We were celebrating in our own way. It was our moment.

I wasn’t gentle, but neither was she, meeting me halfway throughout my thrusts.

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