Page 69 of Royal Bite
Stormey hadn’t felt any amount of embarrassment or shame when she’d danced for Hegna. There had been more eyes on her than Hegna’s, but the only person she cared about was Hegna. Her vampire had been unable to take her eyes from Stormey. The flames that burned in Hegna’s eyes had fueled Stormey on.
She’d felt empowered, sexy and beautiful. The club had practically paused when she had stepped out onto the stage. She’d held Hegna’s gaze and moved her body to the song. It had pleased her to know Hegna had not fed from any women in the club and had only requested the processed blood. Stormey had watched from behind the curtain and seen how she’d sent the stripper away.
Madam Rice had been surprised but kind when Stormey had arrived. She hadn’t questioned the motive for Stormey wanting to perform for Hegna. Corbin and a few guards had accompanied her as the queen had ordered.
Stormey blinked, sending her hands along Hegna’s muscular thighs. She knelt before her and had to admit being in public with Hegna was heightening her arousal. Who knew she had a sex-in-public kink?
“Will you take everything that I will give you tonight?” Stormey asked. She placed her hands underneath Hegna’s knees and pulled her to the edge to allow her bottom to rest slightly off the couch. She parted them, revealing Hegna’s center to her. She licked her lips, wanting to taste all of her vampire.
“You don’t know what you are asking of me,” Hegna bit out through her fangs. Her icy-blue eyes were locked on Stormey.
A shiver slipped through Stormey. It was Hegna who didn’t understand how much Stormey wanted for her to take everything from her. Hegna widened her legs and rested one foot on the couch. She was now open completely for Stormey.
“I do.” Stormey leaned down and took one long lick of Hegna’s center. Her tongue dove between her labia. The taste of Hegna exploded on her tongue. She covered Hegna’s pussy with her mouth and drank in all that was Hegna.
Her vampire’s body arched off the couch. Her hand shot out and entangled with Stormey’s thick hair. Stormey held back her smile and feasted on her mate. She focused on Hegna’s swollen clit and suckled it.
Hegna trembled underneath her, pulling on Stormey’s hair. She ignored the pain, focused on bringing Hegna tremendous amounts of pleasure. The orgasms Hegna had given her drove her to want to do the same for her.
“Fuck, Stormey,” Hegna cried out.
Stormey released her clit and sank two fingers deep inside her. She slowly thrust them in and out, teasing Hegna’s clit with her tongue. Stormey glanced up and caught sight of Hegna’s head thrown back against the couch. Pleasure was etched on her face with each thrust of Stormey’s fingers.
Hegna’s eyes flew open. She struggled slightly with removing her tunic. She pulled it over her head and tossed it on the floor next to her clothes. Stormey’s heart leaped; she took in the sight of Hegna’s firm breasts. Her dusky nipples were taut little buds that rose and fell with each breath Hegna took.
Stormey skated her free hand along Hegna’s torso and arrived at Hegna’s bare breast. She fondled it, pulling at her nipples, sending her fingers into her pussy hard and deep. Hegna’s muscles tightened, her legs rising in the air. Stormey latched on to her clit and suckled it again, simultaneously stimulating her breasts and fucking her with her fingers.
“Come here,” Hegna ordered.
She reached down and tugged Stormey by her arms. She lifted Stormey as if she weighed nothing and brought her on top of her. Stormey’s body landed on of Hegna who turned them round on the couch to where Stormey remained above her. She positioned their legs to bring their slick pussies to touch.
Stormey rested her hands on the couch behind Hegna’s head and thrust her center against Hegna’s.
“Hegna,” she cried out.
She shuddered from the intense pleasure that radiated through her body. The sensation of Hegna’s clit rubbing on hers had her trembling. Hegna’s hands rested on her thigh and ass while thrusting against Stormey.
“Yes, miere. Take your pleasure, too,” Hegna growled.
Her lips clamped down on one of Stormey’s nipples, sending an electric current through her. Stormey didn’t know what the word miere meant. It was the first time she’d heard it and she made a note to ask about it later.
Their bodies moved in sync with each other. Stormey closed her eyes, riding on the pleasure coursing through her. Hegna lifted off her breast and positioned them closer where there was nothing that could fit between them. Hegna buried her face in the crook of Stormey’s neck and shoulder. Her tongue snuck out and trailed along Stormey’s neck.
Stormey was teetering on the edge of her release.
She was so close.
Her thighs were slick with the proof of her and Hegna’s desire. She threw her head back, rocking her hips, seeking out her peak when a sharp pain exploded on her neck. She cried out, tumbling into her orgasm. The amount of sheer pleasure from her release erased the pain at her neck. She cried out, wrapping her arm around Hegna as she drank. The pull of Hegna drinking from her went down to her core. Her clit pulsated, filling with a hot heat that spread through her body. Hegna continued to writhe against her, intensifying it.
Another strong orgasm ripped its way through her. She bit her lip to keep from screaming. Her body moved on its own, seeking out more pleasure. Her hips gyrated, her back arched, her breasts sliding against Hegna. She was lost in her own pleasure-filled euphoria. She now understood the thrill of a bite from a vampire and how some humans became addicted to it.
Stormey felt as if she were floating amongst the clouds. She was high on adrenaline that coursed through her. She moaned, pure joy at the fact Hegna was drinking from her. She finally descended from her high. Their hips slowed to a halt. Their breasts were crushed between them.
Stormey slowly caressed Hegna’s back. Her body felt flushed and sensitive from the tops of her head down to her toes. She sighed, leaning into Hegna, wanting her to take what she needed.
This was her purpose.
She didn’t need anything else but this woman whose fangs were buried in her throat.
