Page 27 of Soul of A Vampire


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Lifting me as if I weigh nothing, he opens the door and carries me to the bed.

As soon as my ass hits the mattress, I drag the little black dress over my head and toss it aside. My black lace thong is soaked with my juices and I pull it off before I lie back and watch my vampire.

His eyes are dark and he never takes them off of me as he strips out of his white button-down and trousers. Naked, he’s even more beautiful, with lean muscles, broad shoulders, and his thick cock standing out from the tightest abs I’ve ever seen.

“How are you so perfect?” I’m not terribly vain, but I feel self-conscious when faced with his perfection. And while I long for physical contact, I’m not as desperate as I was earlier.

“I’m far from perfect, and you’re the most stunning woman I’ve ever seen.” He lies on his side next to me, and his shaft presses to my hip as he traces a path with two fingers, from my throat downward. His touch is electric and he teases between my breasts and around my belly button.

“Oliver.” I can’t stop myself from begging and lifting my hips. “Don’t tease.”

“How can I help it? You’re like a goddess spread out just for me. I don’t want to rush to the end, love.” He kisses my chest above my breast.

I arch my back.

He avoids my aching nipples and presses kisses in a circle around my areolae.

Stretching my arm that’s trapped between us, I wrap my hand around his cock and work it up and down his thick, hard shaft.

He growls and shifts his hips so I can move more freely. “Birgitta.” My name sounds like a vow and he says it again and again. He slips his fingers between my thighs and sucks my nipple into his wicked mouth.

My inner muscles tighten quickly, as if I’ve been waiting a lifetime for this pleasure. I can’t keep a rhythm, I’m so wild with desire burning inside me. His tooth nicks my nipple and the most wonderful pain and pleasure spiral from that breach. My orgasm crashes, ebbs, then crashes again.

He licks my nipple and another wave of bliss flows over me. I grab his hand and hold it tight to my clit while another flush of pleasure cascades. I need to catch my breath. “Just give me one minute. That was. You didn’t have to bite me. Jeez, it was so good.”

He smiles at me with so much emotion. “It was just a little extra pleasure, love. I didn’t bite you. I never want to deny you.”

Never sounds like a long time. Love sounds wonderful, but terrifying too. “It was spectacular.” Still holding his shaft, I work it again. “Do you get pleasure beyond food when you bite?”

“I do sometimes. I did this morning.”

“Even though you were…” I’ve never spoken candidly about a sex act with a lover. My entire body flushes. “Pleasuring me?”

Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he licks my juices from the digits. “Every part of you tastes like perfection.”

My body reacts as if I didn’t just have multiple orgasms in a row. Releasing his cock, I roll him to his back and straddle his hips. “I need more, Oliver.”

Eyes black as night, he clutches my hips, notching himself at my slit. “Take what you need.”

I let gravity bring him deep inside me. The noises filling the room are my screams. Anyone within a mile must hear me, but I can’t help it. It’s as if he was made for me. I throw my head back and ride him hard and fast. Another orgasm crashes through me. I collapse on his chest.

Caressing my back, he shifts his hips and finds a new spot that has me longing for more.

I expose my throat to him and his lick at my pulse sends another rush through me. “Oliver, I need more. Oh, god, I need your bite.” I pump my hips wildly wanting him to experience as much pleasure as he’s giving me.

A feral growl fills the room. He rolls us so my back presses into the mattress. Slowly and steadily, he fills me, again and again.

I push my hair aside and grab the back of his head, pulling his mouth to my throat.

Saying my name, he sinks his teeth through my flesh.

My universe shatters as he continues to pump and suckle. His seed fills me and another flash of rapture takes me. Before I can catch my breath, I’m coming again.

His tongue on my throat brings me back from perfect bliss and a small aftershock shakes me. My eyes tightly shut, I caress his back.

“Look at me, sweetheart.”

Still intimately linked, I brave opening my eyes. His are blue again, full of an emotion I’ve never seen before and I’m too terrified to define.

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