Ambrosia (Nectar 2)

“She’s really beautiful. She’s also a screaming bitch.”

“She’s got nothin’ on you, princess.”

“Am I a screaming bitch, too?”

“No. Fuck no. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever touched.”

God, make a baby with me.

“Stop it.”

“Stop what?”

“Stop thinking those thoughts or I won’t be able to control myself.”

“Say things like that and how can I? What did you just read from me?”

He stared at her, “That you want me to fuck you hard. That you want me. That you want me forever.”

“Not exactly, but close enough. And I do.”

“Me, too.” He ran his nose along her collar bone. Then he backed up, “What was it you were thinking if I missed the mark?”

“Never mind. Let’s play. Like earlier?” She moved toward him.

He grunted, “No. Too dangerous. And besides, I’m mad at you.”

“M-A-D mad or really mad?” She touched his face.

“Pissed, Kyla. Fuck.”

“But I couldn’t help it! You’re crazy possessive on a good day, never mind at my ovulating. Clearly, I’m having a similar effect. I’m like… in heat… and it’s doing some seriously messed up things to me. I’m challenging vampires, for heaven sakes. And every time I get pissed at you, we fool around, so fair is fair…”

He growled into her mouth and pinned her against the wall and then ran his nose up her throat, “In heat. Fuck.”

She reached down and grabbed for his crotch and felt that he was hard. Rock fucking hard.

Yum.

“I can’t wait for you to be inside me. When can we?”

“Mmm. Three or four days, maybe.”

“Goddddd!” She didn’t think she could take it.

His nose was in her hair and then his teeth clamped down on her throat.

“Ahh!” She felt it and the sensation extended to her clit.

She rubbed her palm up and down his crotch while he drank and then she felt his hand rise up her leg under her dress to her hip and he dug his fingers in.

“Touch me, babe. I need you,” she whispered.

His hand skated upward until his index finger hooked the rhinestone-crusted spaghetti strap of her gown and pulled it down. He reached for her now-exposed breast and then his teeth released her throat and he bit into the side of her breast while doing a swipe across her hardening nipple with his thumb.

She squealed and hooked her leg around him and started to grind her crotch against his leg. He walked her back towards the bed, threw her down roughly on it, and while she was still in mid-bounce he grabbed her ankles and pulled her down a few feet until her bottom was right at the edge, making the dress ride up.

He got to his knees and hooked her panties with both thumbs and slid them off her legs and tossed them. He grabbed the heels of her stilettos and then hooked her legs over his shoulders and then his head descended with a fuck hot look on his face and then his mouth was on her. His tongue dipped in and he made a sexy humming sound that vibrated through his upper lip, which was right on her clit. The roof of her mouth as well as her toes tingled.

She squirmed. He sucked. Hard. Kyla arched right up and then rested on her elbows so she could watch.

“God, you’re sexy,” she told him and he smiled, winked, and then he dipped his tongue again and he crooked it and hit her g-spot, which made her arms give out and then she was flat on her back.

God his tongue was strong!

He rubbed his palms up her thighs to her hips and then let go with one hand and she heard him unzip his suit pants.

“Are you, are you touching yourself?” she asked.

“Mm, yeah,” he said.

“I wanna see!” She tried to scamper back. He released her legs.

He rose up and put a knee to the bed and climbed in as she moved back, suit jacket falling off, tie coming off, shirt being ripped off, buttons flying, and then the pants coming down further, showing his sexy V, and showing that his cock was out and way way way awake.

“You have the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen,” she said and reached for it. “I need it.”

“You can’t have it.” He smiled, teasingly, fisting it.

She pouted.

“Can my mouth have it?”

He crawled up and laid on his back, flipping her by the hips so she was on top.

She rubbed her very wet pussy along his shaft, coating him in her juices and he growled in frustration and then quickly flipped her, super fast, like it was a magic trick, and she was facing the other way and her bottom was against his chin. He grabbed her thighs and lifted so that he got access to her pussy and she leaned over and greedily slurped the tip of his cock into her mouth. She grabbed his hips and hungrily sucked. She tasted herself. She didn’t care.