Page 32 of Heathens

“You’re an awfully big tease for a woman who’s aching to be fucked,” he purrs. “I can smell it all over you.”

I slowly drag the gun down to his chest, stopping right above his heart.

“Mm, seems like you’ve got a filthy mouth, too.”

“Well, it feels like my filthy mouth turns you on,” He whispers, finally sliding his fingers past my panties and thrusting them inside me.

I swallow a moan, not wanting to draw attention from a certain security guard on the other side of the door. Dominic’s fingers feel fucking incredible, curling and thrusting deep inside of me. I expected to feel pain from his claws, but I’m greeted with softness as he strokes my G-spot. My hips roll against his hand and my eyelids flutter. He must have retracted them for me. It’s kind of sweet.

He grins.

“Something tells me I’m on the right track.”

His other hand wraps around my throat,thoseclaws sinking into my skin. Dominic gives me a few more teasing strokes before he withdraws his fingers from my pussy and shoves them between my parted lips. It’s the same motion, thrusting them in and out like I’m sucking his cock.

“Would you like it if I told you what Ireallywanted to do to you the first night I saw you?“ Dominic rumbles.

It’s been so long since I’ve felt this kind of instantaneous attraction to someone else, human or vampire. Maybe this is good. Maybe we just need to fuck this tension out. He pulls his fingers out of my mouth, waiting for me to answer.

“Why don’t you show me?” I rasp, catching my breath.

“Oh, I’m not sure you realize how dangerous that request could be.”

“Why do you give a shit?” I whisper. “I have about ten minutes left on my break and there’s a big, bad security guard who wouldloveto fuck you up just through that door, so make up your mind.”

“Oh, really?”

He wrenches the gun from my grasp, sliding the barrel between my thighs.

“Ride it,” he commands. “I want it soaked.”

I’m trembling, staring at him unblinking. Dominic tilts his head.

“Did you hear what I just said?”

I nod, and he smiles.

The barrel is cold, even through my panties, and I’m fully aware that this gun could go off at any second, but it’s the danger that’s getting me off. Dominic’s gaze is intense. I can see that bright, beautiful golden color beginning to eclipse his blue iris as he stares me down.

His hand slides down to my hips and he rocks me back and forth across the barrel.

“Feels like you might need some instruction.”

The ridges on the gun are hitting me just right, lighting up every nerve ending. It feels incredible, the lace from my panties only adding to the friction. Dominic guides me with a steady hand as my head thunks gently against the wall and I let out a moan. He pushes my underwear to the side and slides the gun up inside of me. I bite down so hard on the inside of my cheek that I taste blood. The second I exhale, I realize my mistake. He smells it, his lips ghosting over mine.

The moment of panic passes quickly as I see in his eyes that he’s still in control. I lick the wound and stick my tongue out as an offering. He wants to take the bait. I can see it in the way his face twitches.

“Such a fucking tease,” he growls.

“Takes one to know one.”

Dominic grunts and continues to fuck me with the barrel of the gun. Each thrust lights up my brain like nothing I’ve ever felt before. The physical sensation blending perfectly with my fear and excitement becomes a whirlwind that threatens to consume me.

There’s no chance that he hasn’t noticed.

“How many bullets?” He whispers.

“Two,” I grunt.

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