She ran her hands along his length taking in the thick silky feeling, and the ridge of knots that spanned the length. He groaned raggedly. With boldness and impulse guiding her, she bent and kissed the top of his erection, fisted in her hand.
Waves of need and desire raked at her. Encouraged, she kissed him as if she were sipping at his lips. She dipped her head lower and tried to slide her mouth over him. Her lips stretched uncomfortably, but she reveled in his taste and essence. She kissed, nibbled and licked, loving the feel of him and the desire skyrocketing through his chakra.
He gripped the coil of her hair and slid his cock deeper into her mouth. She moaned and tried to accommodate his size. He gentled his movements. A dark snarl rumbled through the room as she sucked the head of his cock with passion. His control wavered and he roughly drew her up and raked his teeth against her neck with intent.
“Drac!” Saieke let out an aroused scream as his fangs sliced through her skin.
His mouth pulled deeply and her core pulsed in time to the pull of his lips. He twisted with speed, and Saieke found herself sitting on his lap with her knees cradling his hips. He widened his thighs which opened hers until they stopped, obstructed. Saieke arched her back as he plunged two of his fingers into her wetness while he pulled deeply from her throat.
Saieke breathed out a ragged moan as his fingers plunged and retreated. Her entire being was overwhelmed by the sensation between her legs. She burned and nerve endings screamed at the pleasure lashing her. Sweat slicked her skin and she felt as if fire rushed through her blood and veins.
He flicked his tongue over her throat to close his bite, and then roughly swiped his tongue down to her breasts. Saieke shuddered as her pinnacle hovered closer with painful intensity. His thumb circled her clit and then pressed. Saieke sobbed as his chakra caressed her back, the globes of her buttocks, her stomach, and her nipples. She exploded, and there was nothing but soul deep rapture burning through flashes of pure ecstasy.
Drac lifted his head from her breast and Saieke gasped. His eyes had taken its serpentine cast—a deep gold, ringed with black and deep flecks of red that shone vividly in the dark chamber. They were the only two glows she could see in the dark; they were beautiful yet malevolent at the same time.
Dark lust rode his chakra. The chamber grew colder and sensation rippled across her body. Fangs sharper than what she was used to raked her neck and stopped below her breasts. He slid his hands to her feet and pushed her knee out so that she was sitting upright in his lap with the arch of her feet now cradling his hips. He grabbed her ankle and placed her foot on the arm of the chair, opening her wider.
“Drac?”
She trembled in anticipation and slight fear. His touch had changed. It felt more forceful. His chakra now had an undertone of viciousness riding the desire. He gripped the other ankle and lifted, tilting her backward. She quickly braced her hands against his thighs. He shifted and urged her hips upward.
Vulnerability rise along with desire at the uncertainty of her position. She wailed as his tongue slid through her slit with precision. His tongue felt rougher and coarser than before. The unexpectedness of the caress shattered the fearful edge of anticipation she teetered on, and she orgasmed on his tongue. He did not let up, but sucked and swirled with his tongue until she writhed with bliss.
He curled his tongue and slipped it inside of her and flicked. Saieke screamed, whimpered and begged. He captured her
clit in his mouth and sucked her hard. Saieke’s body trembled and her hands collapsed until her back rested on his thighs as pleasure bombarded her senses. He ran his fangs to the inside of her thighs and down to the back of her knees where he sliced. Pleasure-pain scythed in her. It was so shocking and erotic that Saieke came apart in his arms, trembling and keening as his throat worked strongly at the back of her knee.
Before she could come down from her pleasure, he shifted and she was splayed unto his laps once more with her knees braced wide across the width of the chair. He pulled her down roughly, and she felt hard pressure notched at her entrance, the slight resistance causing a twinge of pain.
“You’re so soft…tight. I need to be in you,” he growled.
A whimper tore from her throat. Thoughts flashed to the broad thickness she’d sucked. For the first time since she opened herself to seduction, virginal fear reared its head. His intensity was overwhelming and the restraint she had felt from him now seemed held with tenuous control.
He stroked her thighs soothingly and his breath teased her exposed throat. “You were meant to me mine.” His tone was heavy with regret.
“Drac!” Strong arms closed around her back and he thrust, impaling her with half his length in one stroke.
Pain flared through Saieke as the thick ridge of his cock dug into her wet heat. He groaned and the shield that held his chakra collapsed—Lust, possessiveness, bloodthirstiness, and cruelty. She screamed into his neck as the hands that slid up to her back gripped her tightly and punctured her flesh with claws that sprouted from his nails.
He lunged up and splayed her on the bed. He withdrew and thrust in another inch. Saieke wailed his name as her core stretched and burned; she felt dazed as he lifted her legs high past his waist to his back, withdrew and rocked into her hard filling her with bliss…and she sobbed in ecstasy.
She was perfection.
She trembled on his cock as she tried to adjust to the invasion of his body. His princess turned her head and bit into his arm so deeply drops of blood wetted her tongue. He should be taking her gentler, but he was unable to fight the primal need burning in his gut. “I need more…of you. Can you take me?”
“Yes.”
Drac leaned down and sipped at her lips, gentling her. He was only a little more than half way inside and he held on to his lust with ruthless restraint. “Your pussy is wet and perfect,” he growled against her lips, allowing his chakra to caress her nipples and clitoris getting her wetter, easing his entry. “You were made for me.” He knew it with ever fiber of his being, despite how impossible and terrifying it seemed.
He thrust hard into her burying his full length into her slipperiness.
She froze, and her pain suffused his pores. He did not relish it, and he trembled fighting the need to devour.
He made to pull from her and she hugged him close. “No…take me,” she whispered. “It is already fading, and I hunger for you.”
And he relinquished his control.
Sharp pleasure lashed at her nipples and she bucked into his thrust. Saieke felt as if lips caressed all over her body as Drac’s chakra roamed her body.