Chapter Twenty-six

Chapter Twenty-six

Hans caught me from behind in the bedroom doorway and scooped me up in his arms. I squealed like a naughty little girl, loving the game as he carried me across the room and threw me down onto the bed.

I watched the gorgeous creature as he walked back to the huge, heavy door, admiring him as he bolted us in.

“Get ready for me,” he said, then shot me a sly smile as he bolted up the windows to follow.

I did as I was told, tugging off my dress and panties as quickly as I could. I fell back on the mattress and spread my legs as wide as they could go, hitched up high so he could see how wet my pussy was. He was looking at me as I ran my fingers over my bruised bites on my tits, loving how tender his teeth marks were.

Now I’d truly seen the depths beneath the trapdoor and recognised myself hanging proudly on Hans’ study wall, I was a different girl. So much more confident in my own skin.

It made my heart soar that such a beautiful man as Hans had been waiting for me for centuries. It was pure bliss to have the incredible man I’d missed out on in my last incarnation. I’d never let that happen again.

I’d have circled my clit myself if Hans would let me, and I’d have come in a heartbeat. There was no way I’d be able to hold it back.

I moaned for him as he joined me on the bed and I caught my breath at the touch of his hand on my thigh, his eyes burning my pussy as he stared at me.

“It’s going to hurt so much,” he told me. “You’re still bloody from the club earlier.”

I clenched my sore pussy. “I know, but I can take it.”

He leant over me, face to face.

“I suspect there’s more to it than taking it, little one. I think you want my cock to stretch you open so wide you’re screaming.”

He was right on that. My body responded by arching for him.

His fangs were incredible when he smiled.

“Just imagine how much it’s going to hurt when I take your ass for the first time.”

The thought of him thrusting his cock into my virgin ass made me shiver.

“Are you going to do it tonight? Is that how you’re going to make me take it? While I’m still hurting, raw?”

“You’ll have to wait and see.”

I loved the way he made me feel so powerless to his will. On one hand I was his perfect princess, seated high on a glorious throne, and on the other I was a little slut, craving his body in any way he was willing to give it to me. I’d have begged him however he wanted me to. I’d have dropped onto my knees in front of him and kissed his feet just to feel his touch on my skin, but I didn’t need to.

His mouth was as hungry as mine when he claimed my tongue with his. I knew what was coming by now and lifted my arms above my head for him, loving the way his grip took hold of my wrists.

I was his perfect princess and his horny little girl, both at once.

He didn’t move quickly, even though my whole body was crying out for him. I was bucking against nothing but air, muscles clenching with need, but he didn’t give me anything but deep, hot kisses. Not even a nip on my lip to make me bleed.

I squirmed and I bucked, and I moaned against his mouth, but it didn’t make any difference. He kept me hanging until I was lost to the need, my pussy in a frenzy when he finally kissed his way down my neck.

I smiled at the ceiling and braced myself when I felt his breath against my nipple. My wounds were burning, and they made it feel even better. Nervous tingles were like heaven on my skin.

“You want my teeth right here, don’t you?” he asked, deliberately running his fangs across the marks.

Yes, please, I thought and I saw his smirk in my mind.

“You know what hurts more than a fast hard bite?” he whispered. “Being pierced really, really slowly.”

I knew what he meant when he pressed his teeth in the wounds, just hard enough to freshly break the skin. There was no sharp stab and then sucking, more like a poised torture of the flesh.

I gritted my teeth as he pinched just a little bit harder. I felt blood trickling around my nipple, but he didn’t suck, just lapped it up with his tongue.

My breaths quickened because it hurt so much. I cried out as he clenched just a little bit harder, still bucking up with my hips, even though there was nothing to greet me. He gripped my wrists tighter as he sank his fangs in further, but the endorphins were flooding through me now. My cries turned to moans.

His lips were bloody as he pulled his teasing fangs free and looked up at me.

“Can you even begin to imagine how much it’s going to hurt if I pierce your pussy this slowly? That’s how I like it, little one. I like to draw out the pain as long as possible to make the contrast so… desperate.”

“Show me,” I said. “I don’t want to imagine it, I want to feel it.”

“What have I told you before about patience?”

I smiled up at the ceiling, heady on lust.

“I don’t have a lot of patience left. You’re driving me insane.”

“There’s a lot more left yet, sweetheart. Your impatience is going to have to shut up and take it.”

He bit me again, harder and quicker this time, with no warning as he sank his teeth into a part of my breast without any marks. Fresh wounds. Fresh pain that spiked through me.

“Fuck!” I arched my back, pushed against the pain. “More,” I said, whining. “I need it.”

“Yes, but you also need plenty of blood left,” he said when he finished sucking. “I’ll be taking a lot more before we’re done.”

He sunk his fangs into my other tit in one stabbing bite. My head flew back and I cried out, soon moaning as he sucked and drank from me.

I hissed with pleasure as he withdrew his fangs.

He was so pleased with me. I could feel his pleasure coming from his very soul.

“You love being pain drunk, don’t you?”

I let out a breath. “God yes. It drives me crazy.”

“Yet another reason we’re fated mates. I’m desperate to bite, you’re desperate to bleed.”

I was heady enough to grin.

He licked up a trail of blood that was running down my tit. “You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”

A strange thought came into my head.

“What about when I’m a vampire myself? Will we still be able to play like this?”

His eyes were so green. Like bright emeralds in the lamplight.

“We’ll still be able to play, but it’ll be different. The sensations will be a lot more even.”

“Maybe I should hold back a little while, then. I want to experience everything there is to know.”

“I’ll milk you dry of sweet human blood as long as you want me to,” he said. “Don’t worry about that.”

I could’ve spent years right there on his bed while he played with me. I could’ve been pain drunk for months at a time and adored every second, coasting on waves of hurt and need.

I moaned again as his bloody lips kissed a hot path down my stomach and my clit sizzled, his mouth so close, his hot breath on my pussy. I braced myself once again, but no. He ran his tongue over the bites on my thighs and I cried out when he sunk his teeth in afresh. Cried out and tried to clench my thighs together.

“Stay spread,” he growled with a bloody mouth.

My skin was awash with smears of red when he sank his teeth back in, and I felt so free as I bled. It felt so liberating as he sucked at me, leaving all the pain behind.

"You look so beautiful,” he said when he pushed from the bed.

I watched him undress and he watched me smear blood over my tits, keeping my legs spread for him as he kicked his pants away and climbed back on the bed with his hard-on raging.

“You’re not looking so bad yourself,” I said, barely able to take my eyes from his cock.

“How about you show me what a good girl you can be, and I’ll show you what the dirty bite is?”

“I’ll be a good girl, don’t you worry,” I told him with a naughty grin.

I really was pain drunk. I hitched myself so my pussy was spread wet and wide, ready without him so much as laying a finger on my clit to get the sparks flying. I didn’t need them.

It was a different kind of pain this time when he eased the head of his cock inside me.

I couldn’t stop whimpering.

“Take it,” he hissed, but he didn’t need to. I’d take it at whatever cost.

I was being speared by a huge rod of vampire flesh an inch at a time, but I still kept my legs spread wide, offering myself to the hurt as he stretched me.

He held my legs back and I gripped the sheets as he pushed slowly, all the way deep until skin met skin.

Fuck, it felt like I was being split in two.

“Good girl,” he said, “feel it.”

My pussy was clenching him so tightly as he slowly withdrew, it felt like he was drawing my soul right out of me. Felt even better when he pushed back in, filled me up.

I gripped the sheets above my head and moved to meet his hips like a wanton little whore. I wanted to prove myself. I wanted to feel the dirty bite and I’d do whatever it took to earn it.

“That’s nice, Katherine. That’s really nice,” he said and his pace was steady, his thrusts were deep. “I could fuck you like this for days. I could keep up this rhythm and fuck you until you’re so sore you’ll be begging me to stop.”

I shook my head. “I’ll never beg you to stop.”

His eyes were so filthy, dripping with lust.

“We’ll see about that when I’m fucking you along with another huge dick at the same time.”

The thought made me moan.

“When did you start liking this?” I whispered. “When did you go from the devout, holy knight to the dirty vampire who wants blood house filth?”

“A long time ago,” he answered. “Filth is addictive, sweetheart, but so are you.”

I kept on moving against him as he picked up the pace. His eyes were adoring along with dirty when he looked at me this time.

“I mean it, Katherine,” he said. “You’re my addiction, not the filth. If you want to be a pure little girl for the rest of time, I’ll happily go along with you. I wouldn’t touch another soul as long as I lived.”

His words made me grin, but there was no doubt about it. Mary could have looked as sweet as she wanted sitting by the spring, but beneath the surface she’d have been a horny, needy girl for the games with Hans. Just like I was.

“I don’t want to be a pure girl for the rest of time,” I said to my fated mate. “I want to experience everything there is to experience, along with you.”

“I’ve got an awful lot to show you, then,” he said, sinking his cock deep and holding it there.

I reached up to stroke his face, hoping my eyes displayed the depth of my truth.

“You’d better start showing me now, then.”

He grinned a bloody grin.

My pleasure, little one.

His hips were brutal, and his cock was tearing me apart, but I was craving it all. I cursed out loud as he pulled away, then moaned like a slut when he lowered his face between my legs – lapping at my clit with his tongue.

Was this it? The time for the dirty bite?

“Please!” I begged him. “PLEASE! Show me, Hans! I need to feel it!”

He sucked at my clit and I took hold of his hair, silently urging him on.

Please, please, please!

He glanced up at me one more time, fangs looking lethal as he spread my pussy.

“Get ready,” he said, and I braced myself.

His tongue flicked out at my clit, and then he smiled, fangs revealed. I could only watch, transfixed, as the points of his fangs touched to my tender flesh.

And then…

Any ideas I’d had about the dirty bite disappeared to nothing in a heartbeat. The sudden stab of his teeth was like a lightning bolt exploding in my head, so intense it made my vision turn white.

I was rolling in blindness, caught in nothing but exhilarating pain, but it was mind-blowing. The suck of his mouth as I bled streams from my pierced pussy was heaven itself. The way my clit pulsed strong and hard along with my heartbeat was more than I could take.

I don’t know if I whimpered, or screamed, or cried. I don’t know if I bucked, or squirmed, or fought him. All I knew was the sensation of a lifetime.

And then he speared me with his fingers and twisted them inside me.

I heard the sucking of his lips, and the wetness as he ploughed me, and I was as bare in my soul as it’s possible to be. Me, Mary, and lifetimes apart all disappeared to nothing. There was just the sublime bliss pulsing between my legs. Me and him. Two bodies, one spirit.

Connected.

Oh how the pleasure rose.

Sarah was right. It wasn’t like one climax – it was like a whole decade of them all at once. The force was a tidal wave crashing into the shore, and so was I.

I knew I was a squirming mess, spurting and bleeding for him. I knew the bed must be soaked wet underneath me as the need erupted, and my toes must have been clenched so tight they were cramping.

So, this was it. The dirty bite. Everything Sarah promised it would be.

And more.

It was a dirty bite from my fated mate. The creature whose body was meant for mine.

My heartbeat was ripping through me when the waves started easing away. I was disoriented as I struggled to pull myself together, my hands reaching out for the man who’d driven me insane.

But he wasn’t done with me yet. Not even close.

“Let’s test you out,” he said, and I realised he was positioning himself back up to fuck me. “Let’s ride those shooting stars and give your sweet ass the pounding it deserves.”

Hans didn’t take it steady. No easing and no inching. Nothing but pure, raw pain in one hard thrust that tore a scream from my throat as he slammed into me. He didn’t wait. Didn’t hesitate. Just fucked my ass hard and fast and it felt like I was being ripped to pieces.

I probably was.

“You can tell me to stop,” he whispered, clearly reading the agony on my face. “I’ve been waiting centuries to claim you and you’ve been waiting centuries to be claimed, but even the dirtiest souls have limits.”

I shook my head.

No limits. Nothing but us.

“Harder! I want everything!”

“As you wish…”

Hans pushed my knees right up to my chest and gave me everything there was to give. I felt tears flowing through a blissful, agonised smile, but I took my gift from him, because that’s what it was. His filth, and his lust, and his cock, and his passion were all beautiful gifts.

My clit was still throbbing, and my wounds were still bleeding, and my heart was crying out for it all when he spoke next.

“I’m going to come inside your tight little ass, little one. You want that, don’t you? You want to be dripping vampire cum from your asshole.”

I let out a moan. “Yes, I want it!”

It was divine when he reached his own climax. It felt like his dick was impaling me, and I couldn’t even begin to picture how big he was with all of that blood inside him. He cursed like a demon as he lost himself to the pleasure, and we were in sync as one, two souls gripping each other in the mist of carnal desire, and there we stayed.

Bliss.

Pure bliss.

He collapsed onto me when he was done, his breaths heaving in time with mine. I wrapped him in my arms, and hooked my ankles together around his waist, praying this connection would never leave us.

“It won’t,” he said. “Fated mates last an eternity, and so will we.”

My love raised himself enough to kiss me, with the blood from my pussy still wet on his lips.

I was a mess of cum, blood, and wetness as he pulled out and left my stretched ass behind.

“That was insane,” I whispered. “Absolutely insane.”

He pressed his forehead to mine.

“Don’t talk in past tense.” He smirked. “We’re not ready for sleep yet. Not even close.”

My body was trembling, petrified I wouldn’t be able to take another round, but the moment Hans ground against me again I knew the nerves had no meaning. They meant nothing.

My soul was already crying out for more.

And so was I.

Fuck me, Hans. Just fuck me!