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I never heard him move, but I heard the water running in the bathroom. Then I heard the bedside cabinet being opened, which would have made me jumpy under normal circumstances, but under these circumstances, I was by far too wound up, and I needed my vampire boyfriend to put his cock inside me.

I could soon feel Auris back between my legs.

“You waited just like I asked you to,” he said.

“Yeah.”

“Well done. Are you hard?”

“Fuck, yes. Please, Auris. I need to come, please.”

“Oh, I know you do.” He put a soothing hand on one of my ass cheeks. “It’ll be good. Sometimes waiting for a good thing makes it better. Remind me, how long have I waited for you?”

“Ah, a thousand years. More -- one-thousand-five-hundred years.”

“That’s right, give or take. I dreamed about it, about making sure you enjoy your first time with me. Do you think you’ll enjoy feeling me inside you today?”

“Yeah.”

He clicked the bottle open, and I almost jumped out of the bed when the cool lubricant hit me.

“You’re sensitive. You’re not going to react that way when I fill you up in a moment, are you?”

“No, I won’t, promise.”

“Ah. So greedy for my cock that you will promise things?” he asked, casually using his thumb and fingers to spread the lube, inside and out. “You should count yourself lucky I am in no mood to take advantage of that. Well, I think this has gone on long enough.”

He pulled his hand away. My whole skin felt as if it were on fire. I heard him unzip his pants, and I moaned, just from that. His cockhead was intrusive at first, pressing against my ring, but when he pressed on, and I stretched around him, colors exploded.

This was fucking amazing. It had to be the foreplay, because sex simply had not even once been this good. I was in the moment, no other thoughts in my head, my ears not hearing anything but the lewd noises of him moving in and out of me before finally shifting to shorter thrusts.

I felt his clothes brush my ass with every thrust, and that was better, added even more lewdness to the entire experience.

When I came like that, untouched, moaning into the pillow I was clutching to me, I was almost shocked. The orgasm had hit me like a rhino on steroids, and it was addictively delicious, more delicious when I felt Auris come as well, thrusting hard and deep until I just felt it inside me, him releasing.

I was blissed out when he blanketed himself over me, his cock still inside me.

“What do you say?” he whispered into my ear, one hand on my head.

“Thank you,” I said, tired, but happy.

“That’s right.”

He tilted my head a little more. I wasn’t sure what he was doing until I felt his mouth, his teeth, the surety of his bite.

It didn’t hurt. Or it did, but the pain didn’t register in my oversensitized state. What registered was that I liked this, the small breaking of skin, the way him taking my blood made my arms and legs feel funny.

He didn’t drink for long, and when he pulled his mouth away, he licked over the wounds, then massaged them with his thumb.

I was barely conscious for any of that and faded away.

“Thank you, my sweet,” was the last thing I heard, Auris’s voice creamy and warm, like molten chocolate poured over ripe fruit.

Chapter Eight

The next morning, I stumbled into the living room, refreshed, sort of like the night before had really been fun. I could definitely feel that I’d had sex.

“I have your coffee right here,” Auris said. He was sitting on the couch, his legs up on the coffee table, his laptop on his knees.

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