“The heat… I can feel it poring through you… taste it within your mouth,” A tongue stroked mine and I had a split second to wonder what had happened to the strawberry as his tongue retreated only to have thought alleviated as it thrust back in with a aggressive show of dominance. “Life. Your full of life.”
Hands were tracing paths over my form, first slow and sultry strokes- a savoring of flesh -then quick and rough as if he couldn’t stop himself. I moaned and stretched out my entire body; fingers curling over the bars of the headboard toes pointing. He caught it in his mouth and growled back at me. Lips pulled away, mine left bereft as I panted, he returned again, plundering my mouth in short, almost chaste brushes of the mouth. My eyes closed and I listened to the secret hum of my body as his hands slid over my torso and up the lengths of my arms until his fingers laced themselves with mine around the metal I already gripped. Teeth nipped. He tugged at my lips softly with a sharp canine then released it; brushed a gentle kiss over my trembling mouth. His tongue dragged over my swollen lips then he sucked the bottom one into his mouth. Sensation was overtaking me. Ripping away everything but the feel of him on me. I let out a keening whimper and felt my hips buck involuntarily.
“That’s it. Feel. Let yourself go, just experience,” he released my lip, nuzzling my chin up so my throat was exposed, “React,” he ran his teeth over my tender flesh and I shuddered, “and live.” His teeth sank into my flash with a flash of white hot pleasure-pain that I saw behind my eyelids and I cried out, arching up wildly as aches began to build up in my body. Seconds went by, and he staid at my neck, pulling and sucking out my blood and I felt each draw clear down to the most sensitive part of my body.
My eyes popped open and I stared up at the ornate ceiling as my hips rocked against my consent. Tears clung to my lashes and I couldn’t understand why. Something inside me was screaming. Another part was breaking. Tears flowed down my cheeks in an unending river. Pain. So strong that it snapped my form into a straight line and bowed my back struck through me and I sobbed out a helpless scream.
Doomed.
I was doomed and I couldn’t figure out why.
How could something feel so good yet so wrong I could feel part of me tearing away?
I let out a high crying note I couldn’t stop and it leapt up in a never ending crescendo until it filled the entire room.
Fangs receded from my flesh. Warmth trickled down overheated flesh. A sinful face as flawless as marble crossed into my view.
“What is wrong, dragostea mea?”
A hand caressed my cheek and I pressed against it; seeking warmth and finding none. “It hurts.” I choked out. Closing my eyes briefly as more tears streamed down I swallowed then looked back into his amber gaze. “It hurts so much, I just want it to stop. Make it stop!”
“Then I shall make it stop.” I caught a glimmer in his eye that made me shiver, a sheen that held no tenderness only hunger but then his lips were on mine again and all I could think of was how I wanted the pain to be gone and that his touch soothed it.
His hands were no longer at mine, they roamed free over my pale legs, kneading my thighs and teasing the material at the curve of my bottom. The humming was back, this time with a vengeance I had no idea how to assuage. My flesh was a living flame that craved a coolness to calm it but gone were the sweet touches from before. Gone were the light brushes that once graced my body and settled the fire I held within. The freezing hands were somehow adding to the wildness; tracing up and slightly under scarlet silk then retreating, only to retrace the path they once took and delve deeper. I was writhing with no escape. Trapped within burning heat and shackled with coaxing fingers of ice.
Vampire-Napped~~~ Chapter Twelve~~ Addicted
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