Chapter 22

Adryan

Iknew she was submitting to me by the look in her eyes, by the way she softened further, how her lips parted and she panted out her arousal.

I could smell how wet her pussy was, her desire and lust so heady and thick in the air, the sweetest thing I’d ever had the privilege of inhaling.

When I’d followed the song her blood called inside me, a beacon, a tracker that forever linked us, I wasn’t surprised she’d found the room I used to monitor some of my legitimate businesses. She was a curious little thing, my princess, but I wasn’t upset. In fact, I was pleased she’d wandered to this part of the house. Because when I smelled her arousal as she watched a scene playing out in one of my bloodletting clubs… fuck, I’d nearly come.

And as much as it aroused the fuck out of me to know the bloodletting got her pussy juicy, I’d never allow anyone to witness what we shared. Not a fucking touch, not a kiss, and sure as hell not me fucking my mate and breaking her skin.

That was for us, only us.

Taking her right here, right up against the wall, sounded pretty fucking great. It would be hard as hell to walk with the massive, rock-hard erection I sported. But she deserved better… better than me, better than taking her virginity up against a wall.

The time it had taken to get from there to here, in my bedroom, was a damn blur. My primal need for her, the animalistic side, was so far gone that there was no stopping this.

But the way my mate looked at me right now, with a little bit of fear and a whole lot of anticipation, told me she wouldn’t say no. She’d fight; I’m sure she’d fight, but it would be because it aroused her even more.

This low, deep pumping sound left my chest, a husky growl, a feral one that would only ever be for her. I took a step closer, and she moved one back. She held a hand out, palm toward me, and I laughed.

“Baby, you should know that”—I gestured to her hand—“isn’t going to stop me.” I shook my head, moving a step closer. And my little kitty moved one back. “Be a good girl and come to me.”

She shook her head, and I watched as her pupils became full-blown, her cheeks and lips turning an enticing shade of pink from the increase in her blood flow.

“You want to stop this?” I stepped into the center of the room and arched an eyebrow, knowing what she’d say but still wanting her to utter the words.

Ittook her a few moments to respond, and I could practically see the wheels turning in her mind, this internal war that although she didn’t want to deny me, common sense told her she should.

And then she slowly shook her head, her eyes widening a fraction before her throat moved as she swallowed. So many raging emotions were moving through her that it made the predator inside me come alive even more. To know she was frightened of her feelings, that her desires for me terrified her, had me taking a step toward her, my skin tightening as anticipation slammed into me.

“How do you want it?” Holy fucking shit, I was hard as steel, pre-cum a steady bead at the tip of my cock and sliding down the underside of my length. My balls were heavy and drawn up, so damn ready to fill Kayla so full of my seed that it slipped out of her cunt and soaked the sheets.

“I just want it, Adryan.”

I could hear the pleading note in her voice, that masochistic need that only I could satiate coming out and drawing me in. She wanted that little bit of pain that would throw her over the edge. And I’d be the only male to ever give that to her.

“You want it my way?”

She exhaled a shuddering breath before nodding.

“Then get undressed and come over here to suck my cock, princess.” I expected hesitancy, maybe her even changing her mind, telling me this was moving too fast. For her, I could see that being the case. So young, barely into her twenties, whereas I’d been waiting for her for a hundred and twenty years. Too fast for me? Fuck no. I felt like an eternity had passed until I got to this moment.

But there was no hesitancy coming from her, and the fragrance of her desire kept saturating the air, growing stronger with each passing second.

Her pants were the first to go, her panties to follow. She was slow to take off her shirt, and because she was braless, as soon as she tossed the item aside, I salivated at the sight of Kayla completely bare to me.

Breasts small enough that it wasn’t more than a handful in my big palms, nipples a dark red, hard peaks that seemed to grow tighter from a combination of the chilled air and her arousal.

And then there was the sweet spot between her thighs, bare of any hair, smooth, and already glossy from her pussy being soaked for me, that nectar coating her inner thighs and slowly trailing down her legs.

Holy hell, she was gorgeous, and my fangs ached as I stared at that feminine slit between her legs, my mouth watering even more for another taste.

Christ, I could’ve gotten off just from staring at her.

“Are you not getting undressed too?” Her voice shook slightly, a quiver in her tone as she stood there completely naked. But I was in no rush as I took my time looking my fill of her.

I didn’t respond, just reached down and unzipped my slacks to reach in and pull out the heavy weight of my cock. Her gaze immediately dropped down to the thick length I now held in my palm, her eyes widening slightly as if she hadn’t seen my huge dick before, as if she hadn’t felt the hot spurts of my cum covering her legs when I ate her out in the forest.

As I stroked myself from root to tip, twisted my palm to smear the pre-cum along the crown before dragging my hand back down to the base, I was dangerously close to spewing cum all over the Persian rug and ruining the damn thing.

I squeezed the base of my cock and dragged my hand up, pushing out another copious amount of cum. “Come here and do as I say.” I let that bead drip to the floor, deciding fuck the rug as I pushed another drop to the slit at the crown. “You see what you do to me? Lick my cock clean like a good girl.” I’d never felt my heart racing this hard, never felt the kind of rush Kayla gave me.

Especially when she took that first step toward me, and then the next. When she was right in front of me, I inhaled deeply, my thick cock jerking in my hand from her saccharine scent.

My mate was half my size, and the way she looked up at me with those doe-like eyes, all innocent but ready to get absolutely fucking filthy with me, I felt my anticipation growing to dangerous levels.

I continued to stay silent as I just stared at her, shamelessly jerking myself off. She slowly licked her lips, dragging her tongue across her bottom one before moving it along the top, as if she was trying to envision what I tasted like. Her lips were a deep shade of red, the blood rushing below the surface of her skin, causing the most gorgeous flush to cover her cheeks and neck.

And then she sank to her knees in front of me, her head tipped back, her golden-brown hair fanned out over her shoulders and brushing against the smooth expanse of her back. I wanted to run my fangs over the length of her spine, barely breaking the skin so I could get my fix of her flavor.

We stared at each other for long seconds, but there didn’t need to be verbal cues on what happened next. She knew as I held my cock out, the ruddy, swollen, and slick tip pointed right at her mouth. Her focus was transfixed on the sight, and I noticed the subtle way she clenched her thighs together, smelled how wet her pussy was getting.

“How hungry are you?” I may have never touched a female, but oh… I fucking knew what to do, my body on autopilot. I’d had over a century to fantasize about claiming my female, envisioning all the raunchy and obscene things I’d do to her.

All the things she’d let me do to her.

“I bet you’re starving, aren’t you?” Her eyes were still so wide, and when she nodded, licking her lips again and lowering her focus so she was staring at my cock, I felt the damn thing throb in my palm. “Then go ahead. Take your fill.” Her chest was rising and falling so fast, her perfectly sized tits shaking from the force. I wanted to take those hard nipples between my teeth and pull, bite them gently, giving her pain I knew would morph into pleasure.

“I don’t know what to do,” she breathed out. “I don’t know how to make it feel good for you.”

I groaned, her innocence such a turn-on. “Open your mouth, Kayla.” She slowly trailed her gaze from my dick back up to my face, and while holding my attention, she slowly parted her lips, presenting that warm, wet cavern for my pleasure.

She opened wide enough that I didn’t wait another second to slide into her mouth, gritting my teeth at how good that felt, and we hadn’t even gotten to the main attraction yet.

When I reached out and tangled my free hand in her hair, I tugged her head back slightly, opening up her throat. “You said you want it dirty.” I stared into her eyes. “You said you wanted it my way.” I still only had the crown of my shaft pushed right at the opening of her lips. “Is that still the case?”

She moaned softly and nodded.

“Such a good girl, letting me mouth fuck you before I claim that virgin pussy.” I slid another inch inside. “Now relax that throat and take all of me.” I still stared into her eyes, making sure she kept her focus right on me as she sucked me.

It didn’t matter that I had zero sexual experience. It didn’t matter that I knew she didn’t either. Our bodies, the mating connection we shared, and pure, filthy fucking instinct would handle the rest.

I had my jaw locked as I thrust in and out, shallowly at first, letting her get used to my length and girth, knowing her mouth was stretched as wide as it could go to accommodate me.

How much of a dirty bastard was I that I found it hot as hell she was naked and on her knees in front of me while I was still fully dressed?

I thrust my hips back and forth, pushing in a bit more of my erection with every passing second until I felt the tip hit the back of her throat. I heard her gag, watched her eyes water. But my pretty female didn’t tell me to stop, didn’t pull away. In fact, she gripped my slacks-clad thighs and took it all.

She took all of me.

I thrust my hips forward and retreated. Back and forth, faster and a little harder.

“That’s right, now suck my cock.” She hollowed out her cheeks and did what I said, saliva pooling around the corners of her lips before sliding out and trailing down her chin. “That’s it. Yeah, such a good girl.” The fat tears that rolled down her cheeks as I thrust in and out of her mouth spurred me on. I tightened my hands in her hair, pulling at the strands harder than I needed, but I was barely hanging onto my control. “Your tears make my dick even harder. Can you feel how thick it’s gotten since being buried between those plump lips of yours?”

She moaned around my girth and nodded as much as she could with a mouthful of cock.

“You’re doing so good, making me feel so good, baby.”

I was really mouth fucking her now, my balls drawn up to my body painfully, so full of cum I wanted nothing more than to shoot it all down her throat and make her swallow every last drop.

But when I got off for the first time with my female, it would be deep inside her. It would be me painting her womb and getting her pregnant.

I growled at the image that thought conjured, seeing my female growing big with my baby, the fact that I’d been the one to knock her up, and every fucking piece of shit male would know it. It was such a turn-on I damn near did come right then and there.

Right when I felt my seed start to rise up my balls and make its way through the length of my cock, I pulled out of her mouth. I took hold of my dick and gave it a painful squeeze to stem off my orgasm.

I stared at her mouth, her lips red and swollen, spit still dripping out the corner because she’d been gagging on my big cock, and fuck if that wasn’t a beautiful sight.

I bent down and lifted her easily into my arms, and as much as I should have been all sweet and gentle and shit for the first time… that’s not how tonight was going to go. I didn’t want it, and neither did Kayla.

Her voice was breathy as she gasped beside my ear, but as if she instinctively knew what to do, she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.

With my hands curled around each of her plump ass cheeks, I gave those mounds a hard squeeze at the same time I pulled her pussy down so it rubbed against my still-wet-from-her-mouth cock.

I took her bottom lip between my teeth and tugged at the flesh hard enough she whimper-moaned, and I walked us toward my bed.

Tonight I was going to own her pussy so that by the end of it all, she’d be begging me for more.