Page 77 of Heathens

“Perfect?”

He hums, sliding a finger beneath my chin and kissing me.

“Beautiful, soft, obedient.” He runs his thumb across my bottom lip. “You’re going to take my cock exactly the way I tell you to, aren’t you?”

I feel emboldened. He could have killed me and he didn’t. Instead, he trained me.

“And if I don’t? What’s the big,badDominic Duncan going to do if his perfect girl doesn’t live up to expectations?”

He reaches down and teases my clit again, tearing a whimper from my lips in the middle of my retort. He drinks it in, and as my mouth opens, he licks the blood from my chin and spits it back onto my tongue.

“I’d have to tie you to my bed and teach you a lesson.”

“Maybe I’d like that.”

“Christ, where have you been all my life?” He groans, moving in to taste the blood on my lips.

I wrap one leg around his waist, desperate for more friction as he grinds up against me and pulls me as close to him as he can. All the air feels like it’s being pulled from my lungs and the harder I fight it, the more it hurts to breathe. But I need him. I need this.He makes me feel so alive after sleepwalking for so long.

Suddenly, he breaks away and turns me back around, smacking my ass hard as I shift my hips. I swallow a yelp, letting out a jagged moan instead. Dominic’s hand wraps around my throat again, pushing hard against my windpipe. I whine and hear the unmistakable clink of his belt buckle.

The tip of his cock pushes against me and he lets out a feral growl, as though his voice is being dragged across broken glass. The sensation is sharp and electric, torturing me as he pulls all the way out before slamming every inch of his cock back inside me.

“Scream for me,” he snarls. “I want everyone to hear who you belong to.”

“You!” I cry, tears stinging my eyes as I relish that familiar stretching sensation. “I belong to you!”

Dominic rewards me by smacking my ass one more time as he moves his hips, filling me to the brim every time our bodies meet.

“That’s a good girl. Louder for me.”

“Oh my god!”

“You can do better than that,” he snarls. “I want them to hear you fromallthe way down there.”

Vampires really do like to play with their food.

I bite down on the inside of my cheek as he reaches around in front of me, rubbing my clit in tight circles until it’s pulsing beneath his touch. The only thing that soothes the growing heat inside of me is the icy hand around my throat, squeezing tighter and tighter with each passing second.

Every muscle in my body trembles as I hear snarls and growls behind me. One of his thrusts is particularly brutal and sends a shock wave of pain through my body that quickly twists into something pleasurable.The scream that leaves my body echoes through the air like a clap of thunder. Dominic’s laughter ripples through me as he fucks me harder and deeper.

“That’sa good girl. I knew you would do as you were fuckin’ told.”

My back arches and I tilt my head, moaning at the moonlit sky. I want it all, everything he can give me and maybe more. Every day. But I’m terrified to say it, to admit it to him or ‌myself. I barely know this man, and our relationship seems to depend on my willingness to help him screw over Rene. Something that could be life-threatening.

I have to play my cards right.

“Bite me,” I say, sounding more desperate than I intend. The edge of my vision is fading black, but I don’t care. “Please, Dominic. Do it.”

When he releases my throat, a flood of oxygenated bliss hits me all at once, and he wraps his arm around my torso, bringing our bodies closer.

He feels like a brick wall at my back, holding me tight against him as his fangs slowly pierce my skin. I scream again, this time feeling nothing but pure euphoria. It’s better than any drink or drug I’ve ever taken. His gruff moans somehow sound sweeter as they rumble through my bones. I take over teasing my clit, pushing myself closer and closer to the edge as he continues to drink from me.

He’s perfect. This is all perfect.

There’s blood pouring down my breast, slipping beneath his thick tattooed arm that’s covering my torso. My head is hazy, but my body feels more alert than it’s ever been. I rub my clit harder and faster, quivering and whimpering until finally he dislodges his fangs.

The viciousness of his thrusts become more and more intense. The tip of his cock strokes my G-spot as unwanted tears sting the corners of my eyes, but I never let them fall. I squeeze them shut as hard as I can and try to calm my ragged breathing. God, my heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my fucking chest. I can’t even tell if I’m about to come or have a panic attack, but there’s nothing to do but ride the wave.

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