Grave Sight | A Reverse Harem Romance

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕪 ℕ𝕚𝕟𝕖

A/N: If you want to listen to the song I was listening to while writing this, I've attached it. I might start doing that with the chapters I write so if anyone's curious to what I listen to to get into the "mood" for the chapter, you'll have it 😅😂 anyway! Hope you enjoy! It's sexy time.

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Kyler had barely touched me and my entire body felt like an inferno. Sweat glistened on my skin as he took me in, starting from the tips of my toes, all the way up to my eyes as I laid on my bed. I was lying in just my panties and bra, and even that was too much. The feel of the fabric on my skin was familiarly uncomfortable, and I wanted nothing more than to rip it off.

Kyler laid down beside me, then slowly took his time in taking my bra off. He wrapped an arm around me and ran a finger over my left nipple as his other hand slid down my stomach until he reached the hem of my panties. I jolted when his finger continued rubbing against my nipple, and bit my bottom lip to keep from making any noise.

He watched as I tried not to raise my hips to get his fingers to slip beneath the thin fabric. His eyes glittered in amusement as his lips curled up at the side. 

I didn't like to be seen in such a state. The fact of the matter was, when I was alone after drinking blood, I took my needs into my own hands. I'd never had someone be there for me, with me, through it.

I didn't like not having my wits about me around other people. I was a completely different person after I had blood, versus how I was normally without it. Which was part of the reason why I didn't let my first time with someone be right after I finished drinking blood.

So much for that.

Kyler lowered his head and slanted his lips over mine as his hand slid beneath the waistband of my panties, successfully muffling the noise that escaped my mouth. His tongue danced over mine as his fingers found my clit, pressing with just enough pressure to make a shiver run through me. He rolled his fingers against me, keeping time with his tongue.

He lifted his head just long enough to lower it back down onto my right nipple, sucking and licking at it until it was just as hard as the first, which he continued rolling with his finger.

I whimpered.

"Shh," he kissed me on the lips again before moving his head back down. "The door's unlocked."

I bit down on my lip again, trying to distract myself from the pleasure with the pain of my fangs digging into my flesh. But as blood trickled onto my tongue, it only seemed to heighten the feeling of his touch.

Tears pricked my eyes as my body began to shake. His mouth once again left my nipple to catch the sound of my moan as I came. There was no pause between my orgasm and him slamming two fingers inside of me with a harshness that caused my back to arch.

I felt his lips move into a small smile against my own as he continued to muffle my cries.

In seconds he had my panties and his clothes off. I only had time to take one breath and he was inside of me. He ran his fingers through my hair as he rolled his hips, then covered my mouth with his free hand when he began to move faster.

When I was close, he rolled, forcing me on top of him to move at my own speed. I could barely move. My entire body continued to shake like my orgasm had never stopped, and my legs were weak.

"Cover your mouth," he said.

I did as I was told, and the moment I did, he slammed his hips up against mine. I fell forward, barely catching myself in time, and his hands came up to my breasts, squeezing them as he continued to move in and out of me. While my hand muffled some of my noises, nothing could stifle the sound of our skin slapping against each other in my room.

I whimpered against my hand, and Kyler turned his head and kissed the side of my neck gently. It was so at odds with his thrusts that it made a shiver of goosebumps rush down my skin.

He rolled back on top of me, pulled out, and released himself on my stomach.

I closed my eyes, but they flew open again when something warm pressed against my clit. I lifted my head quickly to see his eyes lift and meet mine as he slowly licked me.

"What," he asked, grinning. "I can't leave you like that."

He didn't leave me like that at all. While some of the men I'd been with believed one orgasm was enough - and sometimes it is - it seemed the three I'd been with recently didn't think one was enough at all. He allowed me to come again, his hands gripping my hips as I bit into my arm.

He raised himself up and gently pulled my arm from between my teeth. He watched as the wound slowly healed itself in front of his eyes before kissing me. Then he stood, went to my bathroom, and came back with a wet wash rag before wiping away his release from my body.

"I won't go too hard on you this time," he said, folding the washcloth to continue wiping me down. "Are you okay?"

For the first time since blood had caused that type of reaction in me, it was over quickly. Usually I'd feel the effects of it for a few hours, versus the amount of time I spent with Kyler. Was it because I was used to my own way of doing it, so it took longer? Or was it because I was meant to be with someone after?

I didn't want to dwell too hard on it.

"Yes," I said.

He nodded. "I thought so. Your emotions relaxed."

I puffed out a laugh and closed my eyes. Of course. I forgot he could feel my emotions.

"Here."

I opened my eyes to see Kyler placing clothes next to me on the bed.

"Get changed and get some sleep," he said, placing a shirt on top of the pile before looking at me. "You look exhausted."

I changed lethargically before pulling myself up the bed so that I could lay back on my pillows. Kyler pulled the covers up over my body, then ran his hand gently over my hair.

"Sleep well, Nova."

I hummed. "You too, Kyler. Thank you."

"No," there was a bit of teasing in his voice, "Thank you."