Page 35 of Rock Bottom
When he extracted his teeth from my groin this time, I expected to see blood, but there was none. No fangs, either. He looked normal, sitting on his knees, and so calm when he ordered, “Knees and chest, Jules.”
My whole body trembled, caught between fear and the sweetest anticipation, and I turned over and got into position. Behind me, I heard the rustle of clothes as Julian stood and began to undress.
The first time the plastic flogger made impact against my asshole with athwack, I jumped and squealed, a flash of heat rushing up my spine and stealing my breath. The sadistic fucking flogger was hard and flexible, two dozen stinging strands, striking over and over until itthrobbedwith heat, until the sensitive flesh burned so hot it’s a wonder I didn’t self-combust.
And the whole time, he gave me orders in that calm, relentless voice. I no longer noticed the high-pitched tone when he gave me those calm orders. “Play with your dick. Jack yourself. If you can manage an orgasm, you have permission. No need to ask for it.”
The cruel flogger landed again and again, scraping against the now-tender, inflamed flesh without mercy. Strike after strike. Impact after impact. I tried to match his rhythm with my hand, stroking my cock, but my grip faltered. My breathing grew ragged. Nothing was harmonized. It was all helter-skelter. Crazy. There was no controlling this, I could only live it, and fight for oxygen during the wildness of it.
But I didn’t slow with my hand, trying with everything inside me to jack myself off. The flogger kept finding the same tortured spot, landing with a noisy impact over and over, until my thighs shook and my hips jerked forward, making me fuck the air. Fuck my own fist. Just when I realized I wasn’t going to be able to come, another order landed, his voice demanding, expecting to be obeyed. “Fingers in your pussy now, Jules. Three fingers. Fuck yourself hard and fast.”
My skin was slick with sweat as I obeyed, pressing three fingers deep, rocking my hand until I thought I’d die from the need to be filled properly. My cock was aching, hard as iron, throbbing away with only the contact of the side of my forearm while I opened myself with my fingers, desperate for enough friction to end the torment, but never finding it.
When he finally pressed his thick cock against my asshole, my opening was about a million degrees and swollen, and I nearly sobbed with relief — at first. He once again ordered me to stroke my dick, and a few minutes later demanded I finger my pussy again. Back and forth until I was pleading for him to allow me release, an orgasm, because I’d figured out he’d done something so I couldn’t. Something in his bite had sent me over the top with arousal, without the ability to quench it.
I’d have screamed and begged him to slow down, to not hurt my asshole, if I hadn’t been so unbearably horny, but the pain was like hot pepper flakes on dark chocolate, sharp, unexpected heat with the sweetest pain, layered over decadent pleasure.
I thought he’d split me open, spreading me so wide while I was horribly swollen, clenching around him in a desperate attempt for some control that never came. I trusted him not to break me, so I forced myself to relax and take every inch, surrendering to his cock, to his will. My whole body trembled as I fought for breath, my voice wrecked, nothing but frantic, pathetic little whimpers because I was so fuckingneedy.
“My venom has different cocktails,” he said, his voice a ragged growl. “The one I gave you makes you horny as fuck without letting you come. When I decide it’s time, I’ll bite you again and give you an orgasm cocktail that’ll take the top of your head off, but you won’t find an ounce of fucking release until I’m ready for you to.”
“I’ll go crazy if I can’t come, Sir!”
“Exactly, little Silver — crazy with lust.Fuck, your asshole’s so damned hot.”
Then there were no more words because he fucked me deep and relentless, each thrust driving a broken sound out of me until hefinallyshuddered and came so far inside, I could feel the pulse of him filling me, deep in my belly.
“On your back, and keep playing with your dick. I’ll be back.”
He disappeared into the bathroom, where I assume he washed his dick so he could fuck my pussy — or I hoped that was his plan.
When he returned, he licked my pussy, slow and deliberate, and then, without warning, sank his fangs into the folds of my labia, high and to the right where the nerves were most sensitive. I screamed at the molten heat that pulsed through every nerve and left me gasping, my hips jerking off the bed. He slid his teeth out just as slowly, lapped at the punctures like he was savoring the taste, then bit the other side with the same penetrating heat and did it all over again.
I’d onlythoughtmy cock was hard and aching before. Now it felt like it might split open, and my pussy was so empty it throbbed with a hollow, desperate ache.Fuck, I wanted to sob; I so badly needed something to fill me and take the edge off before I flew apart.
Julian didn’t waste time — he shoved his thick cock into my pussy in one hard thrustthat stretched me to my limit — but then he held still, making a low sound in his throat as he watched me squirm. His hand flicked in a little flourish, almost like a magician’s, and suddenly he was holding two glinting nipple clamps that made my heart stutter.
He attached them without a word, ignoring my strangled yelps. While I tried to process the sharp bites of pain, he reached for lube and coated his right hand, and then proceeded to fuck me in something close to missionary position, his hips grinding and rotating while he stroked my cock in perfect rhythm.
“Please, Sir!” My voice was hoarse and shaking. “I need to come so bad. I’m going to lose my mind and go crazy if I can’t—”
“Oh, you beg so pretty.” His voice was a growl. “Close your eyes and sink into the craziness and let it devour you. You won’t come until I say.”
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Julian
I’d fucked her ass until it was raw, her cries echoing in my head like a song I’d never forget. If I’d been human, my cock would’ve been rubbed raw, but being a vampire has its advantages, I’d fed from her lust and used the extra energy to heal myself while I pounded the hell out of her asshole, relishing every quiver and moan.
Never once did her scent carry even a trace of bad pain.
Now, buried in her pussy as deeply as she could handle me while I stroked her cock, my poor girl’s scent told me she was truly in need of release. She was wrecked, trembling, desperate, but I kept ramping her up more and more, kept her balanced on the edge, driving her higher with every thrust aimed at her sweet spot inside. Her screams and ragged moans were pure music.
I wasn’t going to come this way, but that was fine — I was completely focused on Silver while I aimed my cock at her interior g-spot, and Silver’s cries and gasps intensified.
I drew it out for nearly forty minutes, savoring the tension that coiled tighter between us with every heartbeat. Finally, I leaned down, my cock still filling her, my hand relentless on her dick, and sank my fangs into her neck. She stiffened, and I paralyzed her with my venom so she wouldn’t thrash while I fed, my fangs buried in her flesh and muscle.
Hot, potent blood flooded my mouth — finally, a true taste of my Silver.
