I moaned and thrashed my head as his tongue fucked my cunt. But I managed to take over his restraining hold on my legs, brushing his hands aside absently, to grip behind my knees, and spread myself for him.
The vampire hissed in enjoyment, his fingers parting my intimate folds for easier access for his mouth. One long finger pressed up into my channel, and his tongue slid up to flick hard against my swollen clit. Again and again, he thrust his finger in time to his gifted tongue.
Damn his tongue.
Fuck his tongue.
I loved his tongue.
The heat inside consumed. The explosion bowed my back, and I screamed in pure ecstasy. A climax straight from the pearly gates jarred my entire frame, passion and euphoria thrumming through my shaking body, all my thoughts gone except for...
Fuck, this is amazing.
I clung to it, holding onto the high, never wanting to let it escape. I wanted to climb in the climax, sink my claws and fangs in, and keep it forever. Just me and his wicked tongue playing in the clouds of bliss.
But my eyes shot wide open when the blunt head of his lordy cock pressed against the entrance of my channel. His very, very large cock. When he had moved, I didn’t know—nor did I give a fuck. I whimpered slightly at the uncomfortable intrusion, wiggling under him.
My wary gaze met his.
He stalled for a heartbeat, his hair hanging down around his face again, blanketing me in the darkness. Bel swallowed hard, fighting his urge to just shove inside me, his jaw clenching as a bead of sweat trickling down his right temple. Though, in a gruff voice, he questioned with extreme slowness and calm, “Do you want me to stop, little one?”
The heart in my chest still beat a fast tempo from the pleasure he had given me…and I wanted more of it. I shook my head quickly. “No, keep going.”
His head cocked slightly and his lips quirked up, still giving me a chance to calm myself before his huge fucking cock rammed into me. He teased, “I should mention I’m not trying to get you pregnant.”
I chuckled, the tension releasing with his words. “And I’m not either. No worries there.” He hadn’t even needed to say it.
Two vamps or druids coming together?
We don’t need condoms like humans. Our prey.
We only needed our will. By both parties.
If we wanted a kid, it might happen.
It was still rare, though.
If we didn’t, then there would be no baby.
Easy and simple. Magic was a vampire’s best friend.
The muscles on his biceps flexed on either side of my head as he bent lower, his face closing in on mine. He whispered in need, “Gwen, this is going to hurt. And I’m not sorry.”
He slammed his hips forward.
I squelched the scream that wanted to escape, ending up grunting, as I curled my arms around him and thumped my hands down onto his shoulders. I held on tight as my eyes began to water. The man wasn’t even in all the way, and my channel was already stretched in agony. I sucked in a harsh breath. He needed to get inside me all the way so it would start to feel better soon.
Two hundred years… Yeah, my pussy was locked up tighter than a pirate’s treasure. A few thrusts and it wouldn’t hurt either of us so bad. And it was hurting him by the grimace he wore on his striking features.
“Sorry,” I groaned. “Just hurry up.”
He blinked slowly, his voice strangled in pain…and more than mild irritation. “The next time you finish a Rest, use a fucking dildo before you let a man inside you. Fuck… I thought you would have masturbated at least once before this! You’ve been awake for days.”
With my eyes still watering from the throbbing in my cunt, I ground my teeth together. “I’ve been kind of busy, as you damn well know. Now, are we going to keep chatting about this or what?”
He heaved out a hard breath…
Then, in a blink, I was full of him.
His cock was fully seated inside me.
My body jolted inside his hold…and I screamed.
Too full. Too full. Oh my shit, too big.
What the motherfucking hell! A devil’s cock.
He has a goddamn devil’s cock. Too big.
Too big. Too big. Too big.
Out. Out. Out. He needs to get out of me!
Someone bring me a miniature-sized dildo, please!
I kept on screaming and shaking my head.
Over my pained shouts, he growled, “Silence!”
With my chest heaving against his muscled pecs, I clamped my mouth shut and glared daggers right into his eyes. Through clenched teeth, I hissed, “You used your fucking speed.”
“Thank the devil I did too,” he snarled.
See? I knew it. Devil’s cock.
“You gave me no warning,” I complained.
“And you gave me no warning you would have a cunt the size of a goddamn snail!”
My face scrunched up in disgust. “Please don’t ever reference my lady bits like that again. It’s just gross. And rude.”
His eyes flared even redder.
All right, all right. I was pushing too far.
I hadn’t warned him.
I had wanted it too much to ruin it.
With as much decorum as I could muster, I apologized, “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. I’ll be honest and upfront next time.”
“Too little, too late,” he grumbled. Though, after my apology, his fury subsided in small increments until it was contained once more. He cracked his neck—much like I do occasionally—his hair brushing against the side of my face. “Just tell me I can move now.”
I wiggled my hips a smidge. I grimaced, but it wasn’t the excruciating pain I’d had before. So I nodded in affirmation. “It’s as good as it’s going to get until you move some.”
With gradual ease, his hips moved back.
We both winced. But, damn, the man stayed hard.
Devil’s cock…
The vampire had perseverance.
He never stopped. He kept going, pushing into me and gliding out. Repeating and picking up gradual speed. Eventually, his eyes flared even redder for a more pleasant reason.
Each gentle plunge lessened the horrid ache while creating a new beautiful one. The walls of my vagina unclenched from dreadful levels to sweet and succulent. My wet channel gripped him like a tight glove, every inch of his devil’s cock feeling and rubbing just right.
I groaned low, my head arching back. “Yes…”
He growled quietly, agreeing without words.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and dug my fingers into his hair, bringing his face down to mine to kiss those delectable lips.
Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.
I jerked his head back. Stopped his movements.
He merely bit his bottom lip and stared at me.
Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.
I blinked, oh so, slowly. “Well, fuck.”
Our hearts were beating in unison.
Soul mates we may not be, but we were compatible mates. If we wished it. Hearts only beat as one during sex if we were magically compatible.
His hips started moving again. A black brow arched, his words arrogant and amused, “It’s never happened to you before?”
Breathless, I shook my head, listening to our hearts and drowning in the push of his cock thrusting inside of me. “No, it never has.” My brows furrowed as I gazed up at him. “What about you?”