Page 21 of Making Haven
Devin kisses my chest, doing his best to suck a mark into my pale skin only to watch the skin slowly heal once he’s done. He huffs in annoyance before moving lower, biting both of my hips hard enough to make me moan. Finally, he moves to pull my boxers away.
“Oh. Shit, Lawrence, I’m sorry,” he murmurs, his cheeks turning bright red. “If you weren’t into it, you should have said something.”
“What? I’mreallyinto this. I want you to fuck me.”
His eyes take me in and he shakes his head. I’m about to argue with him before I look down at what he’s looking at, understanding hitting me all at once. “But you’re not--”
I blow out a long breath. “I can’t get hard right now,” I tell him, doing my best to put him at ease by giving him a small smile. “I haven’t had blood recently. When I’ve freshly fed, I can get hard but right now I’ll just be soft.”
“So,” Devin says slowly, “you’re still into this?”
“Very much so,” I tell him, grabbing his shoulder and pulling him down. “Please. I want this, Devin. Fuck me.”
Devin makes a broken noise before he’s kissing me again. His hips drive down against me, pushing against my balls and cock. Fuck, I might not be able to get hard but it still feelsamazing. Heat pools in the pit of my gut.
I spread my thighs wide, watching as Devin spits onto his fingers and brings them down to my ass. I moan as those fingers touch my hole, circling it gently before pushing forward. Oh my god. It’s been so fucking long since I’ve done this. I’ve forgotten how good the stretch feels.
“Keep going,” I tell him. I look up at Devin who’s leaned back, watching where his finger is buried inside of me. He has a look tohis eyes, something between hunger and awe. Maybe he’s just as shocked that we’re actually doing this as I am.
Devin spits on my ass, using it to add another finger. I do my best to keep myself relaxed, letting him in. He takes his time, fingering me open until I’m a panting mess despite not needing the air to survive. It’s an instinct to keep pulling these lungfuls of breaths in. My fingers tighten around the sheets below me, my head tosses back and forth until I can’t take this a moment longer.
“Come on, Devin. I’m a vampire, I won’t break. Fuck me and fuck me hard.”
I push Devin back, biting my bottom lip to keep the whine at bay from feeling so empty so suddenly. I curl myself in half in order to get my mouth on Devin’s cock once more, getting it sloppy and wet with my mouth.
Devin pulls his hips back before repositioning his cock to my ass. I lie back and close my eyes, wanting to savor this feeling. I want to bottle this up and hold it close. I want to memorize this moment so I can replay it over and over and over again when Devin decides to leave.
“Hey,” he breathes out, placing the head of his cock against my hole. I open my eyes and look up at him in question. “Stay with me. Stay present.”
I hate that he’s able to read me. When the fuck did that happen?
I nod my head, keeping my eyes on his face as he slowly pushes forward, penetrating me. His face morphs with pleasure, his pretty brown eyes widening until his hips are pressed against my ass.
If I thought his fingers were warm inside of me, his cock isscorching. Like hot lava being poured inside my body. It almost hurts with how hot it is, but I embrace it, letting the pain add to my pleasure. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
I’m expecting Devin to completely let go and fuck me with abandon. I’m expecting him to chase his pleasure without thinking about the fact that he’s fuckingme.
Of course, I’m surprised once again as he leans down, cupping my face in his hands.
Devin presses sloppy kisses into my skin, using them to hide his tiny little whimpers and murmurs of pleasure. This has to be fucking with his head as much as it’s fucking with mine. We don’t even like each other yet I don’t think I’ve felt this close to another personever, even before the virus started to spread.
We’re both here. We’re both alive. We’re both choosing to live.
A bond is forming between us whether we like it or not. It’s going to hurt so fucking badly when that is severed.
“Fuck,” Devin breathes out, his hips picking up speed, slapping into me over and over. The sound of thunder rumbles and occasionally, lightning flashes, lighting up the room around us. “Fuck. I’m not gonna last long.”
“Been a while for the both of us,” I say with a snicker, watching as Devin smiles down at me. Lightning flashes and the smile is gone once again.
Devin adjusts himself so he can pull my hips into his lap and fuck up into me, nailing my prostate with every thrust. Fuck. Jesus Christ, he’s good at this. I can’t stop the whimpers from leaving my throat, overwhelmed with pleasure. That heat that’s been pooling in the pit of my stomach is growing even hotter, boiling over until cascades of pleasure are running over my body.
“Close. I’m so close. Keep going,” I hiss out, biting my bottom lip. Everything is so good, so overwhelming. A surge of pain in my lip makes my eyes snap open, realizing in my bliss that my fangs have come down.
Devin stares at me with wide eyes, but his movements never miss a beat. He continues to stare down at me, fucking me inquick bursts. I grab his wrist, pulling his hand to cover my cock. I grind against his palm until it’s too much.
I cry out in pleasure as my balls draw up and I come, spurting cum against Devin’s palm. He curses above me, his hips stuttering as he finds his own release. The feeling of him coming inside of me, of his hot seed marking my insides makes my head spin. It’s so good, so fucking good.
Devin lies against me, his cock still inside of me. He kisses me. He kisses me despite my fangs being down, careful not to cut himself. Something inside of me breaks. I’m completely and utterly splayed open for him, knowing it’ll most likely be the death of me but finding it worth it.
