Page 32 of The Second Sight
Chapter
Twelve
KASI
Now I was afraid. All my comfort seeped out of my body. I had never been with a human man and now there was a deadly but gorgeous vampire holding onto my throat and threatening to break me. What did that even mean? Was it some kinky sex talk? I didn’t know anything about talking dirty. One minute he was whispering words to me that I couldn’t resist. The next minute he was scaring the shit out of me.
“Kasi, my fae, why do you look so worried. I told you when we met that I would never kill someone as beautiful as you.”
I watched as one of his fangs rubbed into his bottom lip.
“Seven, I don’t want to be broken.” I begged.
“My half fae-bae. You don’t have a choice.”
I reached out with my free arm, the one I wasn’t laying on. I used it to claw at his face. He was too quick. He released my neck and swatted my arm away. With speed too quick to see he grabbed my wrist and flipped me flat down on the bed. When I looked up toward the ceiling all I saw was his face peering down at me and his body hovering over mine. I was penned down underneath him as he straddled my body with his height and weight. Both of my arms were penned out at my sides. It all happened so swiftly I didn’t have any time to process it.
“Seven, I don’t want this.”
“Huh, I can smell your—” he closed his pale eyes and took a long inhale of the air. “—pussy and it says something different. The sweet aroma says you do want this.”
“Please, Seven.” I pleaded.
“Is this your favorite sleeping gown?”
“What?”
In a flash he had released my wrists only to draw them above my head and take them both in one of his hands. As I tried to kick him off with my legs, I was only able to move my feet and wiggle my toes. My legs were dead and useless, clamped down and pushed together with his weight. I tried desperately to lift up and that’s when I felt the sudden jerk of my body.
Fuck! I didn’t see it coming. He used his free hand to rip my entire nightgown off my body. I didn’t fill the fabric leave me, but out the corner of my eye, I saw my nightgown as he lobbed it across the room.
“I’ll buy you another one.” He whispered, leaned down and kissed my forehead in such a gentle way I almost stopped breathing. Seven lifted up and licked his lips as his eyes landed on my breasts. I was fresh out of the shower, so I had no bra and panties to cover my body. This was not how I dreamed this was going to happen.
“Seven, please.” I begged.
“Please what?” He seemed irritated by me which was the opposite of what I wanted.
“Please, let me go.”
“Kasi, I will never let you go. I’ve waited two hundred years for you.”
What did that even mean? I had only been alive for twenty-one years. I was to human and too virginal for his cryptic ancient words. I didn’t know how to appeal to a vampire. There wasn’tanything in my Psychology courses that could teach me how to manipulate a vampire, treat a vampire, or stop a vampire.
Seven used his free hand to trace sensuous circles around my naval. He did this without his gaze leaving mine. His fingertips sent electric sparks right into my betraying pussy. Staring back at him was getting more difficult because all I wanted to do was close my eyes. When the circles moved upward, I bit down on my bottom lip and squinted when his index finger drew circles around my nipple. Around and around his single digit marked a million letter O’s on my skin. My already firm nipples ached in pain as he carefully pleasured me in a way I didn’t know was possible.
In my dreamlike state of arousal, I was so confused. As soon as my eyes closed, he twisted my nipple until it burned forcing me to open my eyes up to my tormentor. He switched to the other nipple and this time I knew what was in store but that didn’t stop me from involuntarily closing my eyes again and opening them immediately after the pain of my twisted nipple burned into my core.
“Ahh.” I moaned out afraid I was being too loud.
Seven’s eyes never left mine. I felt the moisture leak from my pussy and now I could smell the scent of my strawberries and cream bodywash mixed with the liquid that involuntarily leaked out of my inexperienced hole.
“My fae.” Seven sang. “Are you wet enough for me?”
I didn’t know the answer. I had never done this before. I didn’t’ know the levels of wetness. I just knew my pussy was in pain like someone punched me right between my legs.
“Kasi, my fae.” His voice was better than any male R&B singer. All the words came out like a love song written just for me.
I licked my lips and arched up toward him, seeking more of that electric contact when he pinched my nipple. This time he letme close my eyes. I felt him release the firm grip he had on my legs. I was finally able to slightly open my legs only to find they were fused together with my fluids. I slowly opened my legs, and a small gush of air went inside me, a release I welcomed. I felt his hand release my wrists, but I didn’t have the energy to pull them down from above my head.
