Finding Faerie (Pixie Dust Chronicles 3)

“Touch yourself, my love. I want to watch as you make yourself come while I’m moving inside you.”

I immediately moved my hand into position. I’ve never been one to submit to anything, but Leo had me wrapped around his little finger when he used that tone. I rubbed circles over my clit, bringing myself closer to completion. His cock slid between my fingertips as he thrust in and out. My body bowed off the bed in pleasure from our combined efforts.

“Harder, Leo! Fuck me harder!” I wanted him to manhandle me. I wanted to feel this for days after we were done.

I continued rubbing myself faster and faster as his thrusts became harder and harder. My first orgasm started in my toes and barreled out of me while I screamed his name. As the high started to wane, Leo abruptly pulled out.

“What the—” I started to ask.

He flipped me over onto my stomach and pulled my hips off the edge of the bed. I was now partially standing, leaning over the mattress with him directly behind me. He grabbed my chin and turned my attention towards the full length mirror propped in the corner of the room.

“Watch,” he commanded, right before claiming my body once again. “I want you to see who owns your body right now. I want you wet and needy every time you feel the soreness that I’m going to leave behind. I don’t want you to ever forget that it was me who made you feel like this.”

“Oh, God,” I grunted.

Holy hell, this man seemed to instinctively know what I needed at all times. When I wanted slower, he went slower. When I wanted faster, he went faster. And when I wanted to be tossed around like a ragdoll, he somehow knew that too. I’ve never considered myself much of a voyeur, but he seemed to bring that out of me as well. He predicted what I wanted before I even knew it myself.

I watched as his strong body took me from behind. His hands molded to my breasts, twisting my nipples with just the right amount of pressure. One hand moved down to rub my sensitive bud as he continued his sensual onslaught. I screamed from the overwhelming sensations as he rubbed, and tugged, and pushed into me without restraint. He was almost feral in that moment. Much more beast than man. My whole body tightened with anticipation when I saw his fangs punching out of his gums.

“Do it, Leo! Oh, God, please do it!”

He bit into my shoulder savagely and I came apart with blinding force. He retracted his fangs a moment later as he followed, chanting my name over and over until the last shudder subsided. We both fell forward, completely spent. I barely noticed the solid block of muscle crushing me because my entire body had melted into the bed.

“Wow,” I panted. “That was just…wow.”

I could feel his smile against my skin. “Yes, it was.” He sealed my shoulder wound with a swipe of his tongue and kissed his way down my spine. “It was perfect. You’re perfect, my sweet.” I couldn’t help it; I was grinning like an idiot. He pulled out of me, making me whimper from the loss. He gently turned me around and lifted my chin with his finger. “I mean it. That was better than anything I could’ve imagined. Better than anything I’ve felt before.”

I smiled and pulled him into me for a gentle kiss. Thinking about his bite towards the end I asked, “Are you okay? I mean…after drinking from me again?”

He smiled. “More than okay. Although…”

“Although, what?”

He nodded to his dick, which was still standing at full attention. “Although it seems I still have some energy to expend.”

I licked my lips and smiled. Reaching out and stroking his length I said, “I think I can help with that.”

“What’s your special vampire ability?”

He pushed into me, making me moan. We were in the shower now going for round four…wait, make that five. Six? Oh, I don’t know; I lost count. “Do you really want to talk about this right now?” He punctuated his question with a delightful hip swivel.

“Oh, right there!” Coming back to my senses, I continued to press. “I’m curious.”

He smiled. “That you are.”

He worked my body over, causing me to lose my train of thought again. What was I saying? Oh yeah, I remember! “Leo, c’mon! Why are you making this so hard?”

He slammed into me again, knocking my head into the tiles. “My dear, I believe you’re the one,” thrust, “making this,” thrust, “hard.”

I arched my back, lifting my hips to pull him in deeper, feeling that delicious pressure building to a crescendo. He pulled out of me right before I was about to come. “Ah! What are you doing?”

He crouched down and raised me up higher to bury his face between my legs. This man’s strength was astounding. My knees were hooked over his shoulders, while my upper body was pressed into the corner of the shower stall. Water was bouncing off his head, into my eyes, but I couldn’t care less at the moment.

“I can never get enough of this,” he murmured against my heated flesh. “Your taste is like my own personal ambrosia. I don’t think I’d ever need blood again if I could do this all day long.”

Oh Jesus, I was tempted to let him test that theory out. He was so good at it. Right as my climax reached its highest point; he straightened and roughly impaled me over his massive length. He silenced my scream with a kiss as I came over and over and over again. My heart was pounding so fast, I could hardly breathe.

He had completely hijacked every one of my senses. All I could see, smell, hear, feel, and taste was Leo. I felt him shudder with his own release as mine was finally starting to wane. His movements slowed as he rode it out until he stilled completely. His kisses then turned gentle. He stroked my face, my hair, my neck. He pulled back just enough to meet my eyes. The look he gave me melted my heart. He looked so happy. I’d never seen this expression on his face before. Normally he was intense, exuded power, manliness, and of course sex, but I could never say that he appeared joyful or content. All of those other attributes were still there, but right then, he seemed at peace. Truly, blissfully at peace.