Page 149 of House of Crimson Hearts
I draw my tongue down her pussy, slipping it between her folds. She moans, her hands slip further back and then she’s lying down, giving me full access. I suck her clit into my mouth and lap at the hardening nub until she’s bucking and rocking her hips into my face. I pull my tongue down to her entrance and slide it as far in as it can reach. She moans as I tease her.
“Fuck,” she says.
And then I’m slipping that finger inside her and her swearing descends into moans and carnal noises.
I slide a second finger inside her and pump in and out until she’s soaking. I lap at her clit, giving her long, luxurious swipes until her pussy clenches and twitches around my fingers.
Then I pull out and grab her hips. “In the water. Now.”
She obliges, slipping in. I sit my ass on the ledge, my shoulders are out of the water, but it will give me a base to fuck her on.
“Sit on my lap,” I say and then I pick up the remote she left on the side of the jacuzzi and hit the buttons for both ends of the strap-on. It flares to life inside me and it takes my breath away.
“Good, huh?” she says.
I nod. “I think it’s my new fave. Now sit on my lap.”
The grin that peels across her face is exquisite. I position the cock at her entrance. She leans down and kisses me as I pull her hips down onto my lap, sliding the shaft inside her.
“Fuck,” she says.
“I need your blood,” I say as I rock my hips slowly. She bounces up and down, her breasts moving with the motion of us and making me want to salivate.
“Take it,” she says and flicks her hair to the side exposing her neck.
“Really?”
“Just bite,” she orders and arches back, moans slipping out of her as I continue to bounce her up and down on my lap.
I lean in and the scents of oud and spice and fresh winter winds fill my nose. It’s exquisite. I inhale her skin, kiss her neck, my tongue sliding up her throat, seeking a vein closest to the surface. I worry my teeth are too blunt for this, but even as I think it and they graze across her skin, they seem sharper. Almost as if… It has to be the withdrawal.
There.
I feel the vein beneath my tongue and I bite down. Sinking my teeth into her flesh. I am certain I won’t be able to feed from her, but my teeth cut her flesh as if I were a vampire just like her.
My mouth fills with her blood, the sweet iron taste flooding my throat. With the vibrations inside my pussy, I can hardly contain myself. I moan against her neck swallowing mouthful after mouthful.
When I finally pull myself off her neck, I grab her chin and turn her to face me.
“Fuck, that is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” she says.
“What do you mean?”
“You, covered in my blood. It’s enough to steal my heart forever.”
I glance down, it’s spilled down my jaw, dripping between my breasts and over my nipples.
I meet her gaze, the crimson irises swollen with desire and so much more beneath. And that’s when I’m sure I want to do this.
“Feed from me,” I say.
“What?” she says, alarmed.
“Feed. From. Me. Bind us.”
“But… what you’re saying…”
I brush her long locks over her shoulder as she slows her rocking against me.
