Page 29 of All Your Bloody Lies

My tongue flattens on her throbbing bud, and I need to know what makes her jump. What does she like, what does she hate—my insatiable need to know is driving me fucking mad.

I slip one hand up and press two fingers into her drenched pussy. Her abs tighten and she throws her head back. “Mmm,” she likes both; to be filled, and her bundle of nerves to be toyed with.

Moving my mouth from around her clit, I lean into her thigh. I watch as she shoots her gaze back down to me.Oh, now you want me to make you come?I grin before my lips wrap around her thigh, and I sink my fangs into her silky skin. The sound of puncturing akin to the gentle pop of needles entering fabric, and I love its melody.

I’m not stupid, I won’t swallow her blood, and the moment I taste it hit my tongue I pull back and spit it out immediately. Her loud moan makes my need to fill her far too powerful, but I want her to soak my face.

“Will you be a good little demon and come on my face?” As I finish my question, another finger enters that devastating cunt that I’m ready to ravage.

Just as she’s about to speak, my thumb presses against her clit with force before rolling it in a circle.

“Fuck… you!” She’s writhing and biting her lip and I’m about to lose control.

Once again, I lean in and bite her thigh, wanting so badly to drink from this cauldron of destruction. She would kill me the moment she gets her energy back, and now I have more than ever a purpose to live. I can only hope that Achille will be patient, considering no more deaths will be happening while I keep my little demon busy.

I spit her out, but this time, I do it onto my free hand and move closer to her. Spreading the mix of saliva and blood between my index and middle, I find her tight ass and without warning, I slip them in.

“I will fuck you, Xeraphine, but not before you make a mess of yourself.”

Her hands, which had been fumbling around, find my hair and pull me back between her thighs. I move my thumb and place my tongue on her throbbing bud, and roll it around as though it is the wave, and she is the shore I was crashing against. She bucks her hips, and I know she is falling from the cliff she was holding onto.

Nipping at her clit seems to send her right over the precipice, and with a call to whoever her creator is, she comes. Holy fuck, does she come.

“That’s it.” She squirts all over my tongue and face, and I swear I come a little with her in that moment. “So fucking good,” I croon, pumping my fingers so hard into her that her orgasm shakes even me. Her leg curls around the back of my neck and I would welcome suffocating in her. Not that my kind need air, but even if I did, this would be a great way to go.

Without waiting for her to come down from her orgasm, I remove her leg from around my neck and stand to my full height. Her breathing is uneven, and the pop of my fingers coming from inside of her causes her to gasp.

As I’m about to open my mouth to praise her, she slaps me. She puts as much force behind it as she possibly can, even though it barely turns my head.

“Say those two fucking words to me,Vampire, and the moment I can, I’ll be putting my biggest toy right up your ass.”

At least she didn’t say my dick up my ass. Not that I want either of those to happen, but the prospect she’s done it to someone keeps me stiff.

Not sure how she knew it, but I was going to call her a good girl. Too ordinary. TooMundane. Everyone probably calls her that.

She isn’t a good girl, anyway.

After the shock disappears, I shake my head and press my hand against the wall behind her. “Fine. Now you can feast, my little demon.”

Her nose twitches, “I am yournothing. Call me little demon, but never put your anything in front of it.”

Oh, sweet Xeraphine.

My hand wraps around her throat and I lean in, my face drenched in her cum.

This demon is mine, whether she understands that or not. I’ll figure out how to deal with Achille because there’s no way I’m handing her over. I’ll sedate him somehow, but at least for now, the killings will cease. That should be good enough for him.

I do enjoy a good obsession. Especially when it tastes as good as she does.

“In due time,” I utter, pulling her from the wall and roughly tossing her against the back of the couch. Undoing my pants, I command, “Bend over and spread those beautiful legs.” I forget exactly who I am dealing with because she’s standing up and snarling.

“Who the fuck do you think—” She is seething. However, the moment my pants drop, and she sees what is to come, her chest rises with a large intake of air. ”—you are talking to…?”

My head tilts, and I hum in question. “Quite—”

“Gifted,” she finishes for me. “Piercings…”

I’ve got three frenum piercings lined horizontally in rows at the bottom of my shaft. I’m sure the one she is most curious about, and why I specifically put it there, is the piercing right at my pubic region.

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