He blinked and stared at her in rapt fascination. “Are you telling me that it turns you on when I touch your fangs?”
“Yes, if you touch them… or if I sink them into your flesh. It has the same effect.”
“Oh, babe.” He pulled her face down to him. “What are you waiting for then? Don’t you want to drink my blood?”
An excited breath tumbled over her lips. “Only if you want it.”
He brushed his lips over hers, then licked his tongue over one fang, while he cupped her face so that she couldn’t pull back. His sensual touch turned her interior to molten lava, sending a spear of heat into her center of pleasure.
“Bite me, Vanessa, please. I want to give you everything you need.”
“I love you,” she whispered. Then she added, “Oh, and before I forget, when it’s done right, the host experiences the same pleasure and arousal as the vampire. I hope that’s okay with you…”
A surprised gasp issued from Cole’s throat. “Fuck yeah!” He gripped her hips and made her rise to her knees. “Oh, and before I forget, I have one condition for you drinking my blood.”
Though she could guess what he was trying to say, she asked, “And what’s that condition?”
“I get to make love to you every time you bite me.”
Vanessa shifted above him and reached for his lower cock. She positioned it at the entrance to her pussy. “I can live with that.” She impaled herself on his shaft, and reveled in the sight of bliss spreading on Cole’s face.
When Cole tilted his head to the side to offer his neck, Vanessa lowered her face to the spot. She licked over the spot where his neck and shoulder met, and felt the pulsing vein beneath her tongue. She could already smell his rich blood. When she set the sharp tips of her fangs to his skin, opening her mouth wide, her own heart was beating out of control. Savoring the moment, she slowly sank her fangs into him, breaking the skin, and lodging them deep in his flesh. An instant later, deliciously rich blood rushed into her mouth and overwhelmed her taste buds.
If there was a paradise on earth, then she’d just found it.
Cole had expected to feel some initial pain, and was surprised that there was none at all. Vanessa licking his skin had sent a tingling sensation through his body, and a moment later, her fangs drove deep into him, and he could feel her sucking on his vein. He wasn’t prepared for the sensations that followed, despite Vanessa’s claim that the bite would heighten his arousal.
It was much more than that. More than mere arousal, more than sexual pleasure. Her bite seemed to heighten his senses, making him feel everything more intensely. His heart was beating out of control, his breath raced through his lungs, and the places where he and Vanessa were connected felt as if they were on fire.
Vanessa rode him, her hips moving in an even pace, up and down on his cock, while his second cock was rubbing over her center of pleasure, the contact doubling the pleasure his lower cock in her wet pussy gave him. As she drank from him, moans bounced against his skin. Cole gripped her hips, aiding her movements so she wouldn’t grow tired too quickly. He wanted to make this last for as long as he humanly could. But already now, he was dancing precariously close to an orgasm.
“Babe,” he murmured. “You’re gonna make me come too quickly.”
His voice sounded as if he were drugged. And maybe he was. Drugged by her bite. Delirious from the pleasure she bestowed on him. This was where Vanessa’s true power as a vampire lay: in the bite that made him want to do everything she demanded of him, because the sensations she unleashed in him were addictive. He understood now how people could get hooked on drugs or alcohol or gambling, because he was surely getting addicted to her bite—on the first hit.
“I love you,” he whispered on a short breath.
And even though she didn’t answer him, because her fangs were lodged in his neck, he could feel that she loved him too. With her fingers she stroked over his cheek and touched his lips, lingering there for a brief moment.
The need for release rising with every movement, Cole eased up on the grip on her hips, giving Vanessa leave to move faster. Instantly, her tempo increased. He kept up with her, thrusting his cock upwards, whenever she made a downward movement, doubling the impact. Perspiration covered their bodies, making them slide more smoothly against one another.
When he sensed Vanessa trying to draw her head back to stop drinking from him, he put his hand on the back of her head and pressed her down.
“Don’t stop, I beg you.”
He’d never begged a woman for anything. But Vanessa was giving him pure and total bliss, and if he had to beg for her so she wouldn’t stop, he would do that. He’d do anything to feel like this. To feel arousal run through his veins instead of blood. To inhale bliss into his lungs instead of air. To feel connected to her as if they were one.
As Vanessa continued to suck on his vein and drink his blood, he suddenly felt her interior muscles spasm around him, squeezing his cock so tightly that he lost the reins with which he’d tried to hold onto his self-control. There was no holding back now. He surrendered to his orgasm and to the woman who showered him with pleasure. Both his cocks exploded at the same time, one shooting his semen deep into her pussy, the other spilling on their bellies. He let out a moan that came deep from within his heart, almost like a battle cry, raw and primal.
Vanessa withdrew her fangs from his neck, and again, he felt her tongue as she licked over the incisions, before she lifted her head.
Their eyes met. Vanessa’s were a deep golden color. Her fangs were still extended, blood dripping from them. He pulled her face to him, then swept his tongue over one fang to lick it clean.
“Cole, oh.” She let out a moan, and her pussy clenched around his cock once more.
Pleased that his action had the intended effect, he did the same to her other fang. Again, her tight channel squeezed his cock like a vise, and he welcomed the sensation. He knew then that he too had a power. The power to give her pleasure and make her surrender to him.
When her pussy relaxed again after a few moments, Cole framed Vanessa’s face with both hands. “You were amazing.” She inhaled a deep breath. “I can’t believe I was ever scared of what you are.”