Page 32 of A Vow for the Vamp
I lift her off the ground and she yelps before I lay her back on the kitchen island counter. The move knocks over her wineglass and the pizza box falls to the ground.
“Teddy!”
“I’ll clean it up later,” I say and tug her sweats down. “I want something sweet to eat first.”
I don’t give her time to respond and wrap my arms around her thick thighs to bury my face in her cunt. I lap my tongue over her clit and suck it into my mouth. She moans and grabs hold of my hair.
I spread her pussy lips apart and thrust my tongue inside her, pumping in and out while I massage her clit with my thumb.
“Yes, Teddy. Go faster, harder.”
My vampy babe loves it rough.
I replace my tongue with two fingers and drive them in and out while I suck her clit, listening to her reactions as guidance.
It doesn’t take long to get her worked up. Her body tenses, her walls clamp down, then she’s moaning and shaking with an orgasm.
I love how vocal she is… how I make her scream.
She lies there in orgasmic bliss, but I’m not done. I take her hand and pull. She hops off the counter, and I lead us to her bedroom.
“You’re such a good girl, coming for me.”
I have no clue where her bedroom is, so I keep walking down the long hallway until she points me to a back room.
“I want you to give me another orgasm.”
I open the door and find a massive room nearly the size of my studio apartment. The bed is a king, with black bedding. The black walls are decorated with green vines and fairy lights snaking throughout. A vanity sits along one wall next to a black couch and matching chair.
Yep. This is Millie’s bedroom.
“But there’s just one rule,” I continue.
“And what would that be?” she asks, crossing her arms while she watches me strip out of my T-shirt and jeans.
“You don’t get to come until you bite me.”
She narrows her silver eyes at me.
“Why are you so adamant about me biting you?”
I drop my briefs and my cock springs out. Her eyes fall to it, and she bares her fangs.
Fuck, that’s sexy.
“Because your fangs are out, and I know you’ve been holding back. Why? Do you not drink from the people you fuck?”
She shifts on her feet. “I do, but…”
“Exactly. I want this, and I know you do too. If there’s a reason you’re hesitating, then tell me. Are you worried you’ll scare me away? Because after everything you’ve shared, I’m still here.”
I grab the hair at her nape and tilt her head back so I can kiss her. The kiss is rough, and my bottom lip drags across her fangs, hard enough I start bleeding.
I deepen the kiss, and she greedily sucks on my bleeding lip, making sure to take every last drop.
With my free hand, I cup her pussy and sink a finger inside. I pump it casually, opposite of the fevered kiss we share. Her hands are all over the place. One is buried in my hair and the other slides down my body, over my meaty chest and soft stomach until grabbing my hard cock. She fists my shaft up and down, matching my movements and squeezing to add just enough pressure.
She ends the kiss and pushes my chest, forcing me to fall onto the bed. A chill washes over my body as I watch her grin transform.
