Page 54 of Suck This

I was inside of her. Shoving my dick so far inside of her that I didn’t know where I ended or she began.

I growled at the feeling of her so tight around me. Then pulled out and thrust back inside.

She cried out, and that thing, that evil thing inside of me, reared its ugly head.

I slammed myself, again and again, inside of her.

My hand curled up the side of her ass, up the soft skin of her ribs, and over her shoulder to embed itself in the soft strands of her hair that was tumbling loose around her neck.

The moment I had those long locks between my fingers, I lost it.

I flipped her and pulled her up until her back was against my chest, and my fingers in her hair and my long cock filling her full was the only thing holding her up off the bed and fucked her.

Fucked her so hard that she was crying out with each thrust of my hips.

And when I felt her start to teeter at the edge, I lowered my mouth to her neck and buried my fangs in deep.

She came around me, like a fucking clamp of muscles and flesh, and screamed until she no longer had breath to breathe.

As her life force entered my mouth and slid down my throat, I could feel myself losing control.

My heart felt like it was slamming so hard that even the neighbors could hear it, but Acadia’s was following suit.

Her hand clenched on my wrist, her tiny nails digging in and drawing blood.

Then she turned and sank those blunt human teeth into my bicep, drawing blood of her own.

My nipples pebbled, and my cock froze inside of her.

Then I was coming, filling her up with my seed and wishing she wasn’t sterile.

Something in which I knew she didn’t know.

I only knew because with the life force I was taking in, I could tell every single nuance that was wrong with her.

For instance, I knew that she ate too many sweets, and had had plenty that day.

I also knew that her heartbeat was erratic, but it wasn’t in danger of killing her anytime soon.

I knew that her monthly wasn’t but a few weeks off, and I also knew that she had irreparable damage to her fallopian tubes—trauma in which she likely experienced the night she’d gotten into the wreck when she was with her friends.

I’d love to see her swell with my seed.

My abs tightened at the erotic picture of her swollen with my child.

Forcing myself to stop taking from her, I ripped my mouth away and shouted my release to the ceiling, eyes closing tight as I did.

Words left my lips in a fast and furious rush, but I wouldn’t know until much later that they weren’t ones I’d said in over a hundred years.

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