I couldn’t believe how rapidly he was swelling inside me. I could feel him filling me up and pressing snug against my taut walls. I was getting wetter, thinking of the magic that was coming to life inside my sugar walls.
Zand reached up and grabbed a huge chunk of my hair. He lifted his body above me.
“Chanel.” He looked deep into my eyes. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too.” The words were so simple, but so meaningful.
Zand released my hair. He took both his hands and pinned my legs flat on the mattress at my knees. He pulled his dick out of me and slammed it back down hard inside me. I screamed out into the night as he split me open and burned my clit in the process. With more power, he plunged inside me over and over, faster and harder. He was like a madman on a robotic rampage.
I choked on my own saliva. I silently prayed he wouldn’t shatter my pelvis. In between my screams, I muttered his name. I cupped my own breasts in my hands and would have balled up in the fetal position if he didn’t have my knees pinned flat to the mattress.
“Zand!” I screamed his name as my orgasm crippled me. He continued to thrust inside my bruised pussy. He needed to cum so I could get some rest, but he was on a mission to beat my pussy up.
Just when she thought I would pass out, he released my knees and flipped my limp body over onto my stomach. He pushed his firm erection back into my swollen and sore kitty cat. My walls sucked him deep inside me. He leaned his chest down on my back and rested there.
“Ohhh!!!” I moaned.
“It’s okay babe.”
But was it okay? “Please go slow.” I begged.
Zand rolled inside me with the faintest, perfect semi-circles. “Is this slow enough?” He whispered into the back of my hair.
“Oh, yes!!!” I moaned into the pillow. I stiffened my velvety walls around his large member. I clenched my inner muscles and squeezed him tight. Was I really going to have another orgasm? It only took a little effort on my part and Zand came inside me just as I came. Our bodies were in sync.
Zand kissed my bare shoulder. “I could fuck you forever.” He mumbled.
I smiled into my pillow. That was the best compliment ever. Forever for me may be a few hours, but I would take it. I would take whatever Zand was giving.
There was no other man like Zand. Mr. Valentine was my mister vampire, and I was hooked forever and that was truer than anything I knew in this life.
CHAPTER FIVE
CHANEL
The next day, I had a plan. I was going to get to my apartment before Morgan met me there. I left work an hour early so I could clean my apartment. Everybody didn’t have the same interpretation of clean. Zand told me it was clean. Did that really mean clean, clean? Or just surface clean?
I didn’t want to spook Morgan by cleaning while she was there. She knew I had already kept a tidy place. I had to go see my apartment firsthand. As expected, Josh came with me. He drove me to the apartment complex and parked the truck in the lot.
I was triggered when I glanced over at the dumpster. As I entered the building, I glanced down at the flowerpot and was comforted by the thoughts of the love notes that used to be stored under the planter.
I had soreness on the inside of my thigh where Zand had his way with my blood. I thought he left his mark on purpose. He wanted me to remember him. He was right. I would never forget it. He knew how to take our lovemaking to brand new heights.
Two Advil helped ease the discomfort. I couldn’t complain. At least I wasn’t weak or walking funny. Now and then, I would get a tingle in my lower abdomen, reminding me of our night of pleasure.
“Did you want me to come up with you, Miss Chanel?”
“Yes, just for a minute.”
Josh sprinted in front of me. He took being my bodyguard slash chauffeur very seriously. Maybe Zand paid him well. Was he afraid of Zand? There were so many things I didn’t know about this new domain.
When we hiked the stairs to the second floor everything was quiet. I put my key in the lock and opened the door wide. Josh stepped in front of me and entered through the door first.
He moved through all the rooms so fast I was still standing idle at the door.
“There’s no one here.” He stated.
I didn’t think anyone was, but it was still nice for someone else to check it out first.