Page 21 of Ouch! My Vampire Doms Don't Sparkle
“That depends.”He grabs a lock of my hair and twirls it around his fingers.“Is it okay with you?”
“Yes.It’s okay.But Xander isn’t himself, you even said…”
“I’m myself enough for this,” Xander says, reaching to his waistband and roughly shoving down his jeans.
The movement jostles me, causing some pain in my neck.
“Ow,” I say.
“Sorry, sorry,” Xander murmurs, licking over the wound gently before sucking again.He pulls away again to say, “I consent.Do you?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Then come on my cock, sweet mouse.”
Sweetmouse.Notfilthy.Nottoy.And he missed me.
Can I do this?
Another pull of blood.Xander groans softly against my neck, his hands on my waist and ass.Will holds my hair in his hand like a leash, and fuck if the mental image that sparks doesn’t turn me on more.
“Do you want this?”Will asks.
When Xander rocks his hips, I give in to the pleasurable sparks it creates within me.
“Yes,” I whisper, encompassed by the truth of it.“I want this.”
I don’t try to push his dick inside of me.Instead, I ride over the top of it, still wearing my panties, my clit hitting the base with every undulation of my hips.This is good.Amazingly good.The fabric of my underwear does nothing to dull the friction—in fact, I think it heightens it.Will wraps my hair around his fist, holding my head back, my throat extended for Xander’s fangs.
Xander brings one of his hands up and under the oversized t-shirt I’m wearing.He cups a breast, plucking at the nipple.Unable to think, unable to do anything else but give in to this all-consuming need, I rock against him harder, faster.
Without warning, my orgasm explodes through me.I cry out and Will lowers his head to mine, swallowing my cries with a probing kiss.Xander sucks hard at my neck and groans, his grip on my hip and breast bruisingly tight.Cradled by my core, his dick pulses with release.
Will lets go of my hair, and Xander gives my neck one last lick before pulling his mouth away.Exhausted, I slump forward against his shoulder, breathing hard.
We just did that.I feel woozy, light.Blood loss?The powerful orgasm?I don’t know what it is.I lift my head to look at Xander’s chest, worried that I’m putting too much pressure on his wounds.
They’re gone.My gaze travels upward to his face.He’s less pale.A smear of blood decorates the corner of his lips.His eyes focus on me briefly before the pupils dilate and he doesn’t seem to see me, or anything at all.
“Xander?”I say, squeezing my legs around his to get his attention.
“He’s passing out,” Will says.“It’s expected, don’t worry.”
“Amant,” Xander whispers, before his eyes close again.
Will
I lift Autumn from Xander’s lap.She seems unsteady, so I hold an arm around her waist, taking most of her weight.I lead her to the living room and help her onto the sofa.I go back to retrieve the blanket she’d been kneeling on before that wanker put her on his dick.
When getting the blanket, I give his leg a sharp kick.He moans, unconscious.
Convenient.Woke up long enough to shoot his load all over his own lap.
I return to Autumn’s side and tuck the blanket around her legs.“I’ll get you some water and a snack.”
“Not hungry,” she murmurs, blinking up at me.Beautiful hazel eyes.I could lose myself in them.
“Water and a snack,” I repeat.She doesn’t have to eat.I simply want her to have the option.
