Page 94 of Death God

We came together, which I loved. I surfed on the high tide while milking his cock mercilessly. The vampire pumped his seed into me and roared, not caring that it was napping time for most vampires, and not caring that my friends were watching Star Trek in the Queen’s Suite down the hallway. I was too busy enjoying my own orgasms while raking my claws down his back, and I forgot to cover his mouth.

He turned my face and kissed me. “My beautiful monster.”

I decided not to be too hard on him, considering that he hadn’t gotten laid for a century and had often woken up thrusting into the sheets.

I’d replaced the sheets.

One morning we’d both found him deep inside me when I’d just woken up and he’d still been sleeping. He’d been fucking me without realizing it. When he’d also woken up and realized what he’d been doing, he’d been mortified.

I’d urged him on and begged him not to stop since the incredible pleasure had rocked me senseless.

We weren’t like other couples. We didn’t play by anyone’s rules.

But I’d teased him just to make him sweat.

“We need to have a rule book when it comes to sleep fucking,” I’d said.

He’d given me a puzzled look. “A rule book?”

“Like a safe word.”

He’d narrowed his eyes. “Why do you need a safe word? Aren’t you safe with me?”

I’d sighed. He was from a really old era.

But he’d been right about one thing. I was the safest with my mate. He’d protect me even from himself.

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We finally stilled, grinning, our breaths mingled. Now that I was sated, the weight of his hard muscles started to feel like a truck parked on top of me.

Before I could complain, Marlowe removed the kinky cuffs from my wrists and flipped me over. He was still hard as a rock. The Vampire God wanted to fuck me again already.

I lay there, relaxed, and let him do all the work. I watched him hook my legs over his shoulders and drive into my depths.

My toes curled as a new wave of pleasure rocked into me.

Dark flames flashed in his eyes, his power rolling over me and stoking my lust until my lips parted and my eyes glazed over.

The vampire propelled his powerful hips forward, his massive velvety wings snapping to their full length and coming around to cocoon and caress me.

Marlowe slammed into my aching flesh, burying himself in my silken fire. My walls coiled tightly around his massive cock. A beastly call rumbled from his chest, and my dragon answered with her loud purrs.

“I burn for you, my love,” he said. “I am no longer alone. The void that drove me to insanity disappeared after you came back into my life. You fill me with your sunlight and giggles and love. I’ve never felt as alive as I do with my cock buried deep inside your greedy pussy. It’s my right to ravage it however I want for eternity.”

I peeked at him, glad that he didn’t slow down even when he was making such a long-winded speech. Every thrust was more forceful than the previous one, bringing me intense pleasure and making me ache for him. If only I could hoard all the pleasure he’d ever given me.

He watched his cock slam into me, his eyes hooded, and my lust rose to a fever pitch. The vampire slid my legs off his shoulders and pulled me up to straddle him, hunger darkening his eyes.

I planted my hands firmly on his broad shoulders, not missing a beat while sliding up and down his massive hard length. Then I arched my neck to the side.

He threaded his fingers into my hair, fisting and yanking it to tilt my head to a wider angle. His lips fell on the column of my neck, and he murmured my name in reverence before his fangs lengthened and pierced my skin.

As a rush of pain and pleasure blasted me at once, a deep, satisfied moan escaped the back of my throat.

I stilled and half-shut my eyes as Marlowe thrust into me wildly, drinking from me with care and delight. The rawest carnal passion seized us and rippled through us. His powerful thrusts hit my G-spot over and over.

His cock filled my every inch, imprinting my pussy all over again until I felt the burning pleasure. My mate owned my soul, leaving me undone.

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