Page 5 of The Mistress, the Monster and the Marquess

“Do you want this?” he asked.

Wetness dripped down her thighs and a deep ache ate away at her core. She wanted him so badly, it was incredible. How could a mere human make her want him so much? She frowned at him, determined to remain in control and maintain her position of dominance during their tryst. “Use your mouth on me,” she ordered, her expression stern.

Benedict’s eyes grew wide, then even more interestingly, a fire of renewed heat lit their depths.

A man who wants to lick my cunt? Perfect!

“Yes, I will.” He dropped to his knees and pushed open her legs with his strong hands.

Lina leaned back, her supernatural strength making it easy to keep her balance.

He held her fast, his fingers digging into her thighs as he leaned forward and began to lick her swollen clit.

An unexpected scream tore from her throat, shocking her, and she grabbed at Benedict’s head in dire need.

He was ruthless as he pleasured her, suckling the aroused flesh over and over, before running his tongue up and down her slit, lapping at the sweet juices seeping from her very core.

Her orgasm was fast approaching, but she needed blood tonight. It could not be delayed. “Fuck me, pet,” she commanded urgently. “Fuck me now like your life depends on it.”

Benedict moved so fast, even Lina was shocked. He grabbed her ass with both hands, lined up his cockhead, and plunged in to the hilt.

“Fuck!” Lina threw back her head and screamed again as her empty, and needy body was filled by the hot, powerful man thundering between her thighs.

Benedict didn’t wait a single moment, he just moved right back and thrust in to the hilt again, impaling her mercilessly.

She cried out again, the angle perfect to rouse the simmering fire and building hunger of her body.

Over and over again he fucked her deep, using his firm grip on her ass to pull her forward and onto him.

Lina wrapped her stocking-covered legs around his back and laced her arms around his neck. She kissed the side of his throat, tasting the saltiness of his skin as her belly coiled in anticipation. Her orgasm was set to reach dizzying heights. Her pussy tightened and then her head exploded in an array of stars. She opened her mouth and felt her fangs descend. Screaming out as her orgasm rippled through her, her cunt squeezed around Benedict’s cock.

Her prey thrust hard into her and cried out, his body pulsating inside her pussy as his orgasm gripped him, their releases perfectly synchronized.

Lina moaned and sunk her fangs into his skin. Sweet, delicious, and intoxicating blood filled her mouth, and she closed her eyes, swallowing mouthfuls of his crimson essence as his hot seed flooded her, completing her, and nourishing her.

Chapter Three.

Benedict came back to his body very slowly, as if awakening from a dream. He had never had an orgasm last that long or feel so intense. It felt like he’d actually passed out for a moment when it reached its crescendo. Whores were not his first choice for sexual pleasure; he had a fulltime mistress for that. He normally detested the cold comfort, and the empty feelings that came with these sorts of couplings.

But if this time was anything to go by, he may have just changed his mind. This dalliance with Lina had been the strangest fuck of his life, but also the most physically satisfying. It was crazy, but he wanted more.

He gazed down at Lina; her eyes were closed in bliss, her head resting against his shoulder. Her cunt was still clamped tightly around him, which felt so perfect he didn’t even have the words to truly describe it. He never wanted to leave the scrumptious wet warmth of her body.

Then he focused on her mouth, and the unmistakable trail of red blood on her lower lip and chin. What the hell?

The sight of his own blood jogged his memory, reminding him of the flashes of dreams he had seen. As he had reached orgasm, what he could only guess was a vision had shown him an old man with long, white hair. He had heard him speak and felt him as if he were real. It was without doubt the strangest thing he had ever experienced, this fuck included.

Benedict shifted his feet, thinking quickly. He had heard the legends of course, tales of creatures that required blood to survive the way humans needed food. He wiggled his toes and mentally checked his health internally. He seemed fine. She hadn’t harmed him, just as she said she wouldn’t.

Cock completely flaccid now, he reluctantly withdrew from her.

In response, she unwrapped her lithe body from his and jumped down from her sex perch.

His lover, a woman that he believed was a genuine vampire, walked away and stepped back into her gown with grace. She was the singularly most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her skin was so smooth it looked like thick, fresh cream and glowed with good health—his good health probably. In fact, she was looking more and more radiant by the minute.

Stepping back into his breeches, he pulled them back up over his lower body and buttoned himself up. He didn’t offer to pay her, since she had clearly taken as much as he’d given.

Lina turned to him, her blue eyes shining as she watched him sharply.

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