Chapter 8

Charlotte

This was my fault for being so stubborn or scared, but what a result. A six-hundred-year-old pussy eating expert. I closed my eyes and bit my lip as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of me. My toes curled, and I dug my heel into his bare back.

"Doesn't the sun burn your skin?" I blurted out, looking at his pale skin.

His head popped up, and he smiled, baring his fangs.

"My skin is like Teflon, hard to penetrate, unlike your delicious pussy," he said before his face disappeared.

It was the first time I had seen his fangs, but they didn't fill me with fear or disgust. It was more of a morbid curiosity about what it would feel like for him to bite me. His mouth latched onto my clit again, and he began to suck on me, but his teeth grazed my skin. I gasped and held his head against me so I could grind myself against him.

He moaned against me and began to thrust his fingers in and out of me until my body tensed. Just as I was about to cum I felt his teeth sink into my thigh. His fingers continued to rub my insides as I savoured the combined pleasure, but when his thumb began to move over my clit I felt the tremors coursing through my body. My back arched on the bed before I raised my hips upwards.

I sighed and relaxed back on the bed. When Samuel continued to feast on my leg, I grabbed a pillow to smack it off his head. He growled at me, so I slapped his head with my hand.

"Down, boy," I snapped at him.

His head shot up, and his eyes were red, but just as I was about to belt him again, they changed back. He had a sheepish look on his face before he bent down and began to lick my thigh.

"Mmm. Sorry, but you tasted too damn good. Times your dessert by a million," he said before kissing my thigh.

I had to admit his dessert was the best thing I'd put in my mouth in a long time. Any discomfort vanished as he continued to lick where he bit me. Duncan had enjoyed terrorising and hurting us. I understood why Holly said it was hot.

"Your blood is something else," he murmured, kissing my thigh.

"What do you mean?" I asked him as he lifted my hips up to his face.

I gasped as his tongue swirled around my clit before he slowly moved down to push his tongue inside me. His fingers dug into my flesh as he worked his magic. He moved his tongue in and out of me before he growled against me.

"The best way I can describe it is as if the life force from your blood is being transferred to me. When I feed, it's simply for sustenance, but your blood makes me feel alive," he said, lifting his head up. "I've never felt anything like it since becoming a vampire."

His dark eyes were wide open in amazement before a slow smile spread across his lips. My eyes were drawn to his pointed teeth. They reminded me of a snake's teeth. He began to crawl up my body, and my eyes dropped down to his dick. You couldn't miss it. I wondered if his dick was the same size as when he was a human, but before I could ask anything, his face hovered over mine, and his dick was poking my belly.

His tongue slipped out to lick his lips, and my eyes followed the movement, making me throb. The dark orbs of his eyes focused on my neck briefly. I realised that Samuel made me feel safe and horny. I placed my hand over his chest. He wasn't hot or cold, but his skin felt harder than mine.

"You owe me, Charlotte," he said pushing his face into my neck and inhaling deeply. "You owe me seven weeks, three days and nine hours worth of fucking."

I swallowed as his voice turned husky. He slowly traced his tongue down my neck until he reached my breasts. My hand fell away from his chest.

"Keeping this sexy body from me," he murmured before he circled his tongue around my nipple.

His fingers wrapped around my breast. I squirmed beneath him and pushed my fingers through his hair when he closed his mouth over my nipple. My eyes closed as he began to suck on me, and I felt his sharp teeth scrape over my skin. I sucked in a sharp breath when I felt his cock rub against my pussy.

"Spread your legs," he said, lifting his head up.

I automatically spread my legs, and he moved his lips to my other nipple before he began to rub his cock along my pussy. With each movement, he seemed to rub me harder, making me moan.

"Yes, give it to me. Give me your pussy, Charlotte," he growled against my breast. "Tell me how hungry you are for my cock."

"I need you inside of me, Samuel. Fuck me," I panted out as he began to toy with my nipple.

I gasped when I felt his fangs pierce my breast as his hard cock began to sink inside of me.

"Oh, fuck," I said, closing my eyes as he thrust inside of me.

His jaw tightened around my breast, and I heard him gulping down my blood hungrily. There was no pain, only pleasure, as his venom flooded into my body. He began to thrust in and out of me while he gripped my thigh and held me open.

"Tight, wet and all mine, Charlotte. I suffered when you had your period. You have no idea how difficult it was for me to hold back," he snarled as he moved his mouth to my neck.

My eyes widened at his words, but he never stopped plunging in and out of me, making me tighten around him each time he drove deep inside of me. His mouth clamped down on my neck, and my eyes closed when he began to feed on me.

A rush of pleasure coursed through me as I came so suddenly that a hoarse, strangled cry left my lips. I clawed at his arms, but he didn't slow down or stop. I felt the gush of liquid coat his cock as I continued to contract around him. My eyes fluttered open to look into his black eyes.

"Perfectly ripe for breeding," he said, drawing my eyes to his bloody lips.

I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down to taste my blood from him. He groaned into my mouth before he slammed himself so hard and deep that I gasped in pain. I felt his cum spurt inside me as he pushed his tongue past my lips and lashed it against mine. He must have been saving it up because I felt his dick jerk inside me each time he unloaded himself.

His kiss became gentle as he slowed his movements down with a sigh. He wasn't out of breath like me, but then again, he didn't have a heartbeat. When he lifted his head, a lazy smile played on his lips, and his eyes were soft.

"I need you to drink from me," he said as switched from relaxed to deadly serious.

Holly had told me what this entailed and the effects it had on our longevity. It would bind us together, in body and soul or whatever mystical power was out there. I bit my lower lip before I nodded. He looked relieved and quickly let go of my leg and bit his wrist before opening my mouth.

His hands were a blur, and before I knew it, his blood was dripping down the back of my throat. I choked for a moment, but I couldn't move because the grip on my jaw was too tight. When I tried to glare at him, I realised it was useless trying to get his attention since his eyes were locked on my mouth. I quickly began to swallow his blood down while cursing him.