Page 12 of I Dated a Golden Vampire
“I analyze all my lovers.I hate the taste of pain or panic.”Denog stroked her neck.
“Fair.So, what do you want first?Sex or blood?”She looked up at him.
He smiled.“Both.”
He lifted her and settled her on the bed.He braced himself on his arms and moved down her body, tasting her, scraping his teeth lightly and flicking his tongue against her until she gasped and shivered.She gasped when he licked his way down her belly, circling her navel before he asked a question that froze her with mortification.“Is your period gold as well?”
She nearly bolted, but he gripped her hip.
“I was here, and I just wondered.”He chuckled.He stroked the soft skin under her navel and above the fluff of her pubic hair.
She blushed.“I should have asked your preference for grooming.”
He chuckled.“There wasn’t time.But this is fine.You are soft all over.”
She covered her face.“Oh, fuck.”
Denog’s fingers moved to stroke her folds, and when they parted, his fingers slipped forward.His chuckle made her tense.She kept her face hidden as he slipped one finger into her, then another.Then they started stroking in and out.She tried to clamp his arm with her legs, but he laughed and elbowed her thighs wide open.She squawked in surprise, and he didn’t laugh.He simply bent forward and tongued her clit in rhythm to his fingers gliding in and out.
Air huffed out of her, and her hips rolled against his hand.She could feel her arousal building rapidly, and he continued slowly licking, flicking, and sucking at her while a third finger worked its way inside.Her breathing got faster and faster, and then a light bite where his tongue had been made her scream, “Denog!Oh, fuck!”
She arched, and he held her there with the careful bite until she sobbed.He slowly eased her down.
He licked her inner thigh, and she tensed, but he merely slurped his fingers out of her, and then wet, rhythmic sounds came to her ears.
The golden blood sucker moved over her, and he smiled.“You called my name.”
She swallowed.“Yes.You were the one who brought me, so you got the credit.”
He growled against her neck, and she felt him easing into her.She gasped and lifted her hips, but he dropped his weight on her and held her down.
The fit wasn’t exact, but he was determined, and her body yielded to his.It didn’t yield gracefully, but eventually, he was in, and she was panting with the effort to accommodate him.
“Aw, pretty one, you are doing so well.”
She blinked and gasped, mentally trying to make more room for him, but that wasn’t working.To Cabree’s senses, there was more of him inside her than she possessed.
He eased back and rocked forward.
She let out a little squeak.
He chuckled and did it again.
She moaned.
Denog paused, put one of her hands on his left side, and the other on his right.He wanted to be held.She held on as he started a wave of slow thrusts and retreats.Cabree wrapped her legs around his thighs, and she dug her nails into his back as he began to go faster.
Sweat bloomed on her skin, and he slid against her.She felt another orgasm building and let out a soft whine as each thrust took her closer.When she clutched at him and whispered his name against his shoulder, she shook as her body tightened against him.She moaned long and low while she trembled under him.
There was a soft growl and the burn of pain as he bit her shoulder, and he drank.Heat splooshed inside her, and she trembled as it felt like he was trying to climb inside her.Cabree stroked his hair as he continued to drink.
He wasn’t taking a lot, but he was enjoying himself.“Ah, Denog.”
He shuddered, and his hips shoved into her again.
Long minutes later, he opened his mouth, and she could see her blood on his tongue and teeth.He licked slowly at the punctures, and she could feel him swallowing.
She was slippery, sweaty, wet, and impaled.It probably qualified her to be an escort by now.
