Page 26 of Three Bites

“Is the blood you took enough to let you…?” My hand trailed down between us but the vampire caught it and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

“No. I would need a bigger dose for that… or more frequent small doses,” he sighed but then grinned. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t have some fun with you. I don’t need to use my cock to make you scream, baby.”

I squeaked as he stood up with me; either his trained body or his vampiric strength let him carry me as if I weighed nothing. He laid me on the bed like a meal, then peeled the pantyhose off my legs. My underwear followed in quick succession but he left the maid costume, which Carl insisted I wear as my uniform, on, merely pushing the short skirt up before he dove down.

It should be scary to have those sharp teeth so close to my most vulnerable parts but I felt only exhilaration. When I felt his fingers pry my folds open to make space for his tongue, my spine bowed into an arc and I threw my head back with a moan.

“Yes, make all those pretty sounds for me,” Matthias encouraged and then made following his order absurdly easy as he licked a long stripe up my cunt then focused on my clit with a ferocity of a starving animal.

He was the definition of messy. When I gathered enough strength to look at him between my legs, his chin was covered with my juices and his own saliva. Matthias looked incredibly pleased with himself when he felt my eyes on him and met my gaze.

“You taste sweet, Victoria, but you know what I like even more than your taste?” He slid his nose over my soaked thighs and took a deep breath in. “Your scent. It’s driving me crazy. I know how aroused you are. I will always know, even if you want to hide it. And right now you are soaking wet. Tell me how much you want it.”

“Stop talking!” I groaned. My fingers tried to grab his hair but the strands were too short for me to find much purchase.

Matthias laughed and the puffs of air against my sensitive flesh made me shiver. Okay, maybe I could string a few words together. I had to, because not having that wicked mouth on me was torture.

“I want you. So much. Make me breathless, make me feel g-good,” I gasped out.

“Say my name and I will,” he growled.

“Matthias—ah!”

My thighs squeezed around his head as he pushed his tongue into me, fucking my pussy until I saw stars. My body jolted into an orgasm as if struck by lightning. Matthias slurped the wetness of arousal right out of me, not stopping until my limp limbs were once more clutching at him in a desperate search for more stimulation. He pushed me right to the edge so easily that I wondered if his supernatural powers gave him more ways to read my body than just scenting my arousal. Was it my wildly beating heart that told him I was nearly there? Whatever it was, Matthias used his big fingers to circle my clit and I was gone, shattered into a million pieces by bliss.

I collapsed onto the bed, breaths sharp and my gaze unable to focus on the ceiling above me. The next thing I registered, as my pussy pulsed with the last waves of pleasure, was Matthias hovering right over me, our faces so close… I licked my lips, ready for our first kiss.

“Ah, sorry, you probably don’t want to kiss me after I…”

I pulled Matthias to me, not hesitating to add tongue to the kiss. It quickly grew filthy. Filthier. The filthiest. Once invited in, Matthias charged into the kiss as if it were a battle. Our tongues tangled, the slick slide a perfect medium to push my moans into. Soon, I submitted to his dominance, dizzy with it, reeling with how perfect this felt. The aftertaste of my own orgasm and my blood tingled on my tongue.

When we pulled apart, Matthias pressed his forehead against mine and we just breathed together for a moment, enjoying the closeness of each other.

My eyes closed on their own volition and I had to catch myself when I started listing forward.

“Ready to go to sleep? I see I tired you out,” Matthias said smugly.

“You did,” I mumbled.

“Do you want to clean up? I can change the sheets…” Matthias offered.

“Fuck it,” I snorted. “I’m not letting you go even for a moment. Let’s just go to sleep.”

“You are still dressed,” Matthias pointed out unhelpfully.

At my noise of objection he buried a laugh in my hair before he slowly coaxed me out of my maid’s dress, then took off his own clothes. He decided cleaning me up or changing the sheets was still too hard because he bundled me under the covers and pressed against my back. Calling us a big and little spoon wasn’t enough to describe how I was positively drowning in his arms. He was more of a ladle than a spoon. Big, muscular armscircled around me and, for the first time in too long, I felt safe. Cherished. Kept.

I let myself drift into dreamless sleep.

Chapter Fifteen

The next day I had to scramble to work because both of us forgot to set up an alarm and, even though my mind swam with questions about fricking vampires, I hesitated to ask them out in the open where anyone could overhear.

But my frequent looks and how lost in thought I was did not go unnoticed. When the time for lunch came, Matthias gave a sigh of relief when Tristan showed up to invite me to dine with him again.

“He’s good at explaining this stuff and I’m not,” the big guy said gruffly.

He stole a quick kiss and left with purposeful strides, likely determined to use the short time he didn’t have to guard me for his own schemes. Probably getting more food. I expected a lot of iron-rich meals in my future.

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