Page 7 of Rock Bottom
I didn’t waste any time following the order, and the next thing I knew, his mouth was on my dick, sucking and tonguing me until I very nearly shot off. He must’ve known because he shifted lower, licking around my vaj, exploring like he had all the time in the world.
My hands twisted in the covers. My breath was ragged.
He slid two fingers in my vaj as he took my entire dick back into his mouth, and pleasure shot through me. His fingers stretched me just to the point of pain, and it wasperfect, and then he let me feel his teeth a little, on my dick, and I thought I might come and embarrass myself.
But he pulled back, sat on his heels, stuck his fingers in his mouth and pulled them back out to clean them.
“Your turn, little Silver. Let’s see what that mouth can do.”
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Julian
Not many women can do much with my dick in their mouth because it’s larger than what they’re used to, but Silver did a better job than most. Her lips stretched around me, slick and determined, her tongue working in slow, exploratory circles that made my breath hitch. She licked and sucked at the head, letting out a soft hum that vibrated all the way up my spine. She used her teeth tentatively at first, then a little more when she realized I liked the extra sensation.
Most vampires choose to turn a human for their intelligence or their beauty. In my case, my maker, a female vampire who was a fan of the opera, turned me because of my huge cock. It was never about who I was. Only what I was. Only what I could do for her.
Would I want to turn Silver someday, if I could earn my freedom, because of her cute little dick? It clearly worked — it grew erect, she could absolutely enjoy someone’s mouth, and it’d felt like she was about to have a penile orgasm before I stopped. But no, if I turned her, it would be because I wanted her in my life as a vampire, wanted her to live forever with me. Or at least until someone killed us.
She cautiously used her hands on my shaft, her fingers wrapping around me, warm and strong. There was a hesitation, though, which told me she’d been trained not to touch without permission. When I didn’t reprimand her, she abandoned caution, stroking and working me with her mouth in perfect coordination until my hips nearly flexed into her. But I have more control than that, so I remained still and let her work.
I closed my eyes and simply let myself feel the wet slide of her tongue, the heat of her mouth, the faint scrape of teeth that turned every shallow thrust into a promise. I let it go on longer than I probably should have, savoring the sweet, unguarded pleasure.
I’ve been taught control so thoroughly over the years, there was no danger I’d orgasm before I meant to. Eventually, I caught the edge of a different scent — a thread of fatigue beneath the vivid arousal — so I lifted Silver and kissed her, enjoying the taste of my member in her mouth. She melted into me, soft and pliant, her strong heartbeat thudding against my chest.
I laid her small, strong body on her back once again and closed my mouth around a nipple, sucking until she arched into me, and my Silver made a noise that went straight to my balls.
She’d mentioned a safeword, so it was time to see how she responded to pain.
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Silver
My dick was hard, my pussy was empty, and my asshole was about as tight as it ever gets because there wasno wayJulian’s giant dick was going to fit without a whole lot of prep. Just the thought of it made my heart stutter — equal parts dread and anticipation.
He sucked my nipple hard enough, I felt it all the way down to my dick and vaj. His mouth was rough and deliberate, and when his tongue scraped across the sensitive skin like sandpaper, a moan clawed its way out of my throat.
And then there were teeth, nibbling rather than biting, testing how much I could take. My dick pulsed so hard it hurt.
He nibbled a little harder, and then harder, until my hips moved in desperation and my heart raced in my chest.
I wanted to reach down and palm my cock so badly it almost hurt. Anything to take the edge off, to relieve the pressure building between my legs, but I didn’t dare. Using my hands on his shaft had been okay, but playing with myself without permission would be pushing the bounds of what’s acceptable during power exchange too far.
Or, would it?
He hadn’t told me not to, right?
So I reached down to jack myself with my right hand, and Julian sat up and stared at my hand without saying a word.
But I’d already started, so I didn’t stop.
“Has anyoneeverallowed you to just play with yourself at will during a scene that involved power play?” he asked, his feminine voice so soft, it was a little unnerving.
I removed my hand and said, “No, Sir.”
“On a scale of one to ten, with one being not at all trained and ten being trained to be more of a slave than a submissive, TPE with all the protocols, what’s your experience?”
I didn’t want to answer the question because doing so would make it clear I’d disrespected him by playing with myself, but I wasn’t going to lie, either.
