13. There Goes the Furniture

Holy fuck!

I mean...

Nope. That is exactly what I mean. I was just fucked into oblivion.

My mind is completely mush after that brain-exploding orgasm, so I barely register us moving. Somehow his cock is rock hard–again–and still rests perfectly inside of me. Since I love the way he feels, I"m certainly not complaining.

I hear the sound of a door closing and locking only seconds before he is laying me down on a deliriously comfortable bed. Holy shit this guy is fast!

And all of that was accomplished with his cock still inside me. In a flash, he is undressed and pulls his dick almost all the way out of me before slamming it back in. My eyes roll back in my head and Victor brings his close as he whispers.

"So fucking beautiful." I open my mouth to respond when he grips my skirt and rips it the rest of the way off.

Well, there goes this outfit. At least I still have the...

I glance down just in time to see his elongated fingernail ripping through the ribbons of my bodice. Nevermind. I guess I will do the walk of shame naked.

With far too much grace than anyone should possess, he frees me of the rest of the impeding fabrics. My exposed nipples pebble at the sudden onslaught of chill from the room. He looks his fill and groans.

Oh hell no. No man can look at you like you are a prime cut and make you think that walk would be in shame. I"ll strut home naked. More satisfied than any man has had the gumption to attempt to bring me.

A small voice in my head screams that no one will ever compare again. That Victor is the one. Those thoughts send my heart racing but are quickly cast away as Victor slams his cock into me again and follows it up by lapping his tongue at my nipple and sucking the bud into his mouth. This man knows how to fuck me better than I do.

And with how many batteries I went through this month alone, that says something.

His pace is slower now that we are naked. Almost as if he is savoring me this round. The way he keeps pulling his cock out of me, leaving just the tip inside, before ramming it back inside is driving me insane. When he pulls off my nipple and watches his cock move slowly in and out of my channel, I lose it. Reaching up I slap him hard across the face. Hard enough to turn his head with the force.

He whips his head back in my direction with a snarl as he slams into me with more force than he has shown thus far. "Fuck me, Victor. Fuck me like you mean it."

When his lips quirk into a smile, I almost worry I may have just unleashed the beast. He uses his thighs to slowly push me further and further up the bed until he is close enough to grab ahold of the headboard. When he brings his face down to mine, I see a quick flash of fangs and my breath catches on the word that leaves my lips.

"Vampire."

"Oh yes, my little snap. Just remember, you asked for it." I hiccup once as he bends down the rest of the way to lick the side of my neck up to my ear lobe. I shudder at the chill it leaves behind and from the feel of his mouth on my sensitive skin. When he sits back up, he pulls all of the way out of me and then flips me like a weightless flapjack.

Except I never go face-first onto the pillows.

I"m on my hands and knees, with his one arm banded across my abdomen. His other arm is gripping the headboard tightly, as he peppers kisses down my spine. I feel the tip of his cock moisten against my folds as he leans in close to my ear.

"Brace yourself, little snap."

I turn my head a little with a sharp retort on the tip of my tongue when he sinks in further than before. His balls smack hard against my clit, and I cry out. In this position, he is deep inside me, much further than I have ever had before. The sensation is almost painful, but thankfully my magick takes action, quickly sending a relaxing feeling right where I need it most.

And just in time too as he hammers into me with a speed only his kind can produce. The friction is glorious. The stretching is perfection. The curve of his cock hits all the right spots, and the tiny sting of the slap his balls give my clit is truly transcendent.

"Bite me."

Was that my voice? The demanding and animalistic tone sounds foreign to my ears.

"I can"t do that little snap. You don"t know what that would mean." I feel my orgasm building quickly and the words escape me again. Even more demanding than the first time.

"Bite me, Victor!"

With a roar, he clamps his mouth down on my shoulder and we moan together when his teeth sink into my flesh.

With the first slurp, we plummet off the edge of oblivion together. His cum fills me like a hot lava and my pussy milks it from him like a greedy little bitch. I don"t know what it is, but it"s like I suddenly need all of it. Like it"s mine. He is mine.

The more he fills me with his seed, the longer my orgasm lasts. I scream out and my pussy squirts like a busted water pipe. It would have soaked the bed except... well...

My magick may have exploded the bed a little. Small feathers float through the air as the contents of the duvet eject everywhere. The pillows that were once in front of my face are now smashed against the far wall and the bed itself busted off the frame, collapsing to the ground with a resounding thump.

Victor retracts his fangs and licks the bite mark clean.

My body goes limp, and he gently pulls out of me as he guides us down to the mattress.

As the world around me fades to black, Victor runs his fingers through my loose curls and hums contentedly.

"Good girl," he praises under his breath, and even as sleep pulls me under, I can"t help but preen a little.