Page 50 of Blood Vows
His response to this was to growl before crushing his lips against my own as he shifted his body so that all it took was a blur of motion, and I was caged beneath him. My legs fell to accommodate him as if my body had made up its own mind and was speaking for me in a silent language that was as old as time. I felt his large, heavy cock nudge at my entrance, and I almost feared what was coming. Quickly asking myself how he would ever fit inside me.
“Look at me,” he said, drawing my attention back to him, after I had been looking down to see our bodies as they were about to combine as one.
“You're mine, Nessa.You've always been mine, my love.”He told me, his words passionate and sealed in one swift thrust. One that was brutally raw, as much as it was blissfully monumental. The way his cock was now seated inside me caused my back to arch as I screamed out. Doing so, as pain and pleasure quickly merged into one.
His hand fisted the top of my hair, holding me to him, as if afraid I would be able to slip from beneath him at any moment. Not that I wanted to, and not that I thought that I would ever get far. The same guttural sound of pleasure rumbled out of him as he whispered down at me.
“So, this is what Heaven feels like for a devil.”His confession stole the air from my chest, and I clung to him instinctively, as if he were the anchor keeping me from drowning in the tide of his words.
He started to move slowly at first, as if not wanting to hurt me. My legs clamped around him, gaining purchase on his backside, so that I could keep myself connected. In the end, all it took was an encouraging squeeze of my legs around him for him to start to move quicker.
“Fuck me, but you feel so fucking good!”he growled, as if it was better than he'd ever imagined. The words coming out, earnest and true. Words I had to agree with, as he felt made to be inside of me. My worries about him not fitting quickly a fleeting memory. Because our bodies felt fated, and each drag of his length inside me was like lighting up my soul. Each thrust, touching nerves I had only ever felt with Tal and Victor, as if all three of them knew my body better than I ever did.
The gentleness in him started to become a thing of the past, and it only ended up driving my third orgasm on quicker than Iever imagined. I cried out once again, this time finding purchase on his shoulder with my teeth.
He seemed to enjoy this, despite having no fangs, my blunt teeth not penetrating the skin like his could.
“Fucking love it when you bite me,”he growled, moving his hips faster. His thrusts, harder. Hard enough that he had to keep me anchored in place, just so that I wouldn't shoot up the rug. He didn't want me moving…didn’t want me getting away from him.Not that I would ever try. I was just there to accept the pleasure he was enforcing on me, willingly accepting it.
His dominating hold on me got tighter, making me feel owned, possessed, claimed. I could feel another orgasm building, and this time it was one that was going to match his own. I knew this when he growled down at me,
“This time we come together for you will wait for me, little one. Is that understood?” I nodded, and he nipped at my ear and then my cheek in reprimand.
“Your words or I stop, Nessa”he threatened, and I was so frightened that he would that I instantly replied,
“Yes, yes, I understand! I will wait…I will wait for you!” his dark chuckle rumbled out at my eagerness. One I ignored in favor of new dark and sinful words,
“When I spill into you and coat this perfect cunt with my seed, I want to take something else from you.” It was a warning, pure and simple, as there had been no request in his tone.
“Anything,”I returned breathless and strained at trying to keep my orgasm at bay.
“Careful, little rabbit…for I will take everything from you!”His wicked promise was a snarl of words in my ear, making me shiver. But he wasn’t done with his vow.
“You will be mine. I will own every inch of you, for this eternity and the next. For I make you this vow, and seal it with blood.” I gasped, but then, I didn't have long to question it. Notwhen he turned his head to my neck and bit into my tender flesh, making me cry out, screaming.
That was until...
That screaming erupted into something else.
Quickly morphing from pain to pleasure, just like it had been with Victor and Tal. He, too, was claiming that last part of me that would make me his.
“Goddess blood.”He moaned around my dripping skin before he continued to drink me down. His growls of pleasure at the taste of me only made me want to give him more. In fact, he could have drained me dry, and I would have died happy, knowing what I had given him.
But that was the strength of the spell he'd cast. One weaved over my heart. The sheer power of it, like an eruption that mirrors our pleasure as he followed through with his claim by cumming inside of me. His seed coated my insides enough that it spilled down around his length.
He tore his fangs from my neck and roared up at the ceiling, loud enough that it conquered the storm, creating his own. Yet his hips kept going, and he didn't stop. I looked up and saw the darkness reacting. The way it swirled around his face, consuming his features, moving its way further over to the other side of the unmarred face.
For one shocking moment, it transformed him into the face of…
A demon.
I was shaken, yes, but I wasn't scared. I wasn't trying to get away from him. If anything, I was clinging on, holding on to his biceps, feeling the strength like solid marble beneath my palms. My fingers were barely making purchase as I was trying to dig in, but there was no softness there. Nothing pliable, yet I just held on, my nails embedding in his skin so that I could continue to ride out this rapture.
But then, as quickly as it had happened, his shadows beneath the skin started to recede, this time, travelling further than they had originally. Now retreating down to his neck, leaving his face unblemished by the darkness that had once consumed nearly half of it.
I gasped, shocked, at seeing him this way…seeing him whole.
He was incredible.
