Chapter 16

Chapter 16

His hands were massaging my thighs as I lay there, spread wide. Kneading my flesh with a tenderness that I hadn’t expected, I couldn’t help, but feel like this was where I should be. His touch on my skin set my emotions on fire, the rubbing of my thighs felt comforting and arousing. Our connection was palpable and the hole in my chest was full. It was utterly confusing. He had said he hated me, hated humans, and here he was giving me intense pleasure I didn’t know was possible from only his mouth.

I grabbed his hand to stop him from rubbing my thigh. “I thought you hated me.”

Pushing me away, he went back to massaging my thigh without answering. I grabbed it again, stopping him from doing anything else. “You hate humans. You hate me. Why are you wanting to claim me like this?”

He let out a frustrated hiss of noise while sitting himself up and said, “You infuriate me. Your scent, your aura, your mere existence in my home angers me. Everything about you just drives me mad and yet… you’re all I can think about, all I desire. All I want is to be near you, to see you. Your skin, your touch, your blood, all of it, I want all of it. I crave you… I can’t compel you to fuck me; I can’t make you do anything you don’t want to do. So will you put me out of my misery and just let me fuck you?”

My lip quivered at his answer. It wasn’t even an answer, not really. The thought that he wanted me so badly, that he craved me, made me squirm in yearning. He was expressing the desire to take me and yet wouldn’t act on it unless I was okay with it. When everyone in my life had just taken what they wanted when they wanted from me, having someone plead for my permission was new, exciting, and satisfying.

I swallowed hard and gave a curt nod. I felt his fingers trailing up my stomach to my chest. They brushed against my neck, tracing my chin. Grabbing it, he said, “Can I fuck you? I need you to say it.”

“I—“

Leaning down to me, his chest now hovering over mine, his lips close to my own, he licked his sharpened teeth. “Say it for me.”

“Fuck me.”

His mouth descended upon mine, kissing me with a passion I didn’t know was possible. I could feel his weight on my chest as he let himself press into me. Fabric brushed against my legs as I felt him fumbling with one hand to set himself free.

His body was keeping me pinned to the ground as I felt him release his member, his pants falling down his legs. Hands slid under my hips as he yanked my body down so my warmth was touching him. I felt the head of his cock touch my entrance and a ripple of excitement rolled over me, desperate for him. The length slid in easily into my depths, but it still caused me to let out a surprised gasp. He stretched my insides with how much girth was there. It wasn’t something I had expected.

Pausing to let my body adjust to him, he took my face in his hands again and gave me another long and deep kiss. I let out a whimper as I felt him starting to push and pull himself out of me.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said to me in a breathy whisper.

I couldn’t help my body as it reacted to this by clamping down around him, making it more difficult for him to enter. That smile lit up his face above me. I was so full, so completely and utterly filled by him, physically and magically. Forcing his way in deeper with every stroke, he started moving quicker with more effort.

Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him down to my chest, trying to get him to enter me as deeply as he could. Blood flushed my cheeks as the welling of pleasure grew inside. I had never had an experience like this, not one that was this satisfying. My mind was full of nothing but his presence on me, the motion of his hips above mine, the weight of his chest pressing into me.

My breath staggered as I tried to keep myself composed. Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to endure the pleasure, and extend the event. My insides were close to exploding when I felt him grab hold of me tighter as he thrust deeper inside. He hit a spot inside that sent me over the edge. Waves of ecstasy slammed into my senses. My body convulsed as I came, rocking against him as I writhed underneath.

The motions of his hips had slowed as I eased back to the ground, trying to regain control. My eyes popped open, and I saw him above, watching me. The smile he gave me looked like one of pride. It was the best pleasure I’ve ever had and it came from a vampire of all people.

His thumbs rubbed my shoulders as he smiled down at me, still inside my even more wet slit. “I could watch you do that endlessly.”

The words fell out of my mouth without thinking. “It’s up to you if you want that to happen for the next few centuries.”

I braced for him to toss me off for even suggesting he keep me around, that he turn me into a vampire like himself and not just a lightened hollow. Instead, he pulled my body up, my legs straddling him as he sat me on his lap, his hands gripping my hips.

Pushing me up, I slid to the top of his cock before he slammed me back down. My body was weightless in his hands as he bounced me up and down his shaft. The cold air bit at my skin, but the heat from our connection vibrated between us, intertwining us as he thrust inside of me.

I managed to get my weight on my legs as they touched the ground. Using what strength I had, I pushed him over, causing him to fall backward into the surrounding flowers. His legs kicked out, and he looked surprised as I started riding him atop. Grinding my hips, swirling them back and forth and around, I watched as his eyes lightened as pleasure overtook him. They sparkled in the night, a faint glow dusting his face.

Beneath me, I watched as he struggled to keep himself focused. I was determined to give him the experience he had given me. Leaning forward, I pulled my behind in the air and popped it up and down, letting his member nearly escape my depths before my body slammed him back into me. The pressure my body was putting on all the right spots had him flexing and stretching beneath me. My legs were on fire as I continued the motion up and down, up and down.

His breath was rapid as I felt his hands clutch my hips, slamming me into place. He held me tightly, not letting me move any further. Inside, I could feel him pulsate and twitch as he filled me. His body slackened and all his energy fell away. I laid down across his chest, letting his depleted self slip out.

Laying my head against his chest, I heard it, his heart. He had a heart, one that was pounding away in the night. I didn’t think vampires had a heart, not one that worked anyway. I assumed they were also hollow in that way.

His hand fell upon my head and stroked my hair. In a weaker voice, one that wasn’t commanding, demanding, or sharp, he said a simple, “Thank you.”

I couldn’t help but scoff at the comment as I looked up at him. “Thank you?”

“I needed that. So thank you.”

“How long has it been?”

“A few decades. Maybe a hundred years now? I’ve lost count.”

I let out another laugh and said, “that’s quite a dry spell.”

“Don’t worry, it’s not that dry anymore,” he snickered.

I playfully slapped his chest, and I felt his arms wrap around me, pulling me up to his level. He laid another deep kiss on me and said, “Did you mean it?”

“Mean what?”

“That you would spend centuries with me.”

As I let out a small gasp of surprise, I lost the breath I had just caught. Of everything we had done, that was the lone thing he had focused on. My eyes shifted back and forth, unsure of what to say. That firm hand pulled my chin to look at him directly.

“I… well…”

Silence fell between us as his eyes peered deeply into mine. A softness entered the edge of them as he said, “you are welcome to join me in undeath if that is what you choose. It is a dangerous undertaking but if you want it… the option is available.”