7. Janet
Irealize I"m hyperventilating like a crazy person.
Get it together, Janet!
Not that I can blame myself for panicking.
How in all that is bookish do I get a hot-as-hell vampire to fuck the living daylights out of me when he knows I"m a virgin?
Archie"s eyes widen, and my hand snaps up to my mouth. "Did I say that aloud?"
"You want me to fuck you?" Archie asks.
I nod, suddenly feeling shy. My blush reaches a brand-new level of burning inferno. "I do. I just don"t know what I"m doing. This is all new to me. Can you show me what to do? Please?"
That"s all the encouragement Archie needs. He scoops me up with vampiric speed and zooms across the room. Everything blurs around us, and I feel the air against my face for a split second before he deposits me in the middle of my bed.
Then he's on top of me, covering my naked body with his, and I can"t help it. My whole body tenses.
There's such a thing as moving too fast, but Archie's vampirism takes it to a whole other level. What have I gotten myself into?
"Relax. I"ve got you," Archie whispers against my ear.
Just like that, the tension seeps out of me.
"Good girl." He plants a soft kiss on my lips. "Now, let me make you feel good."
His words make me shiver in anticipation and spread my thighs. I'm still nervous, but I want this. I want him.
Archie chuckles. "Not yet. We need to take our time. Make sure you"re ready."
"I am ready."
Archie shakes his head. "Not yet."
He covers my lips with his. The kiss is slow. Luxurious. Archie takes his time exploring my mouth, and when I cup the back of his head and try to deepen the kiss, he nips at my lower lip.
I moan. Even though it doesn"t sting, I"m acutely aware that he's a vampire and has fangs.
He pulls away. I grab the back of his head to pull him back, but he resists. "I've got you," he whispers, his breath warm against my lips.
He peppers soft kisses along my cheeks, then moves down to my neck. His fangs graze my sensitive skin, and I tense. "Um, Archie…"
"Yes, Janet?" he asks, running his fangs along my neck.
I shiver, partly in fear, partly in anticipation. "Are you going to bite me?"
"Not yet."
I"m only slightly disappointed. Mostly, I'm relieved. I'm nervous enough already. I'm about to have sex with a man who I"m more attracted to than anyone in the world, and I have no idea what I'm doing. I don't think I want to add biting into the equation.
Archie runs his fangs along my right breast and slides one across my nipple. I gasp, and he runs his tongue along the tip, soothing it.
I grab his muscular shoulders, then run my hands down his muscular arms. His skin is cold beneath my touch, and I can"t seem to get enough.
Archie shifts his attention to my other nipple. The tip of his fang teases it, only to be replaced by his tongue. The sensations he sends coursing through me are unlike anything I've ever experienced, and I need… I need…
"More. Please, Archie, more!"
He sucks my nipple into his mouth, his fangs grazing my breast, but not piercing skin. Pleasure unlike anything I"ve ever known envelops me.
"Please, Archie," I beg again, arching my hips up off the bed, needing to ease the ache between my thighs.
"We"ve only just begun, Janet."
I whimper. "I don"t know how much more I can take."
Archie pulls back. "Do you want me to stop?"
"The opposite. I want you to speed up. Use some of that vampire speed."
"Next time." He pinches my nipple, but he"s gentle. Too gentle. "This time, we take it slow. Make sure you"re ready."
"I am ready, and I don"t want slow, Archie." I reach between us and grab his cock.
Archie lets out a hiss, which surprises me for a split second, but doesn"t scare me. I stroke my hand up and down his length, reveling in the feel of him.
His red eyes bore into mine. "Are you sure you"re ready for vampire speed?"
Before I can talk myself out of it, I nod. "Yes."
Suddenly, Archie"s cock is no longer in my hand, and he"s spreading my thighs wide, his face right at my core. I don"t have time for shyness, or even time to think. His breath heats my sensitive flesh, then his tongue is on my clit.
I moan as pleasure radiates through me. I've never felt anything like this before. I don't want him to stop. Ever.
Then his finger is inside me, filling me while he licks me. His tongue is gentle but everywhere all at once, thanks to vampire tongue speed. Every nerve ending I have is on fire. Delicious pressure builds inside me. I rock my hips, chasing that feeling, and he slides another finger inside me, stretching me just a bit more.
I groan. My fingers curl in the sheets, and I cry out.
"I'm going to make you come, Janet," Archie whispers against my core and licks me again.
I squeeze around his fingers.
"All I want is to make you feel good." He groans approvingly before his vampire tongue is back.
Then he has me screaming while I shatter around his finger. I can't stop shaking and a tiny whimper escapes when Archie's hot breath grazes my oh-too-sensitive clit.
"You"re so beautiful when you come," he murmurs against my clit.
He starts to slide his fingers out, then seems to change his mind and slides them in again. He flicks them up, grazing the sensitive spot inside me, and I arch my hips in surprise.
He repeats the action, again and again, until I"m clenching around his fingers and pumping my hips, whimpering with need. Then he puts his vampire speed to work again, his tongue gently grazing my folds, letting the pleasure build.
"Come for me again, Janet." His words echo through the room, along with my whimpers, as I chase my release. "Yes, just like that."
I cry out as I come, spasming around his fingers. Then they're suddenly no longer there. Archie"s lips land on mine, and he kisses me. His hard cock presses against my entrance. There's that vampire speed again.
"Last chance to change your mind," Archie whispers softly.
"I want you. Only you." I grab his hips and arch up, forcing his cock into me.
I yelp at the slight sting, and Archie lets out a hiss. His eyes turn a shade of red, even more vivid than before, and he tilts his head, his nose twitching.
"Blood." He grinds out the word, and my eyes widen when I realize what that means. "Tell me to stop."
He waits for me to say the word, looking more feral than I've ever seen him.
I swallow, then quickly say, "Bite me."
Lightning-fast, Archie tilts his head and sinks his fangs into my neck.