Page 63 of Night of the Vampire
"Is this what you want, then?" Oh, so slowly, he unzipped his pants.
I wet my lips when I saw the wide head of his cock, dripping drops of cum.
"Tell me, Acushla. Tell me what you want."
I clenched my teeth together. I did want him, it was true. I wanted him more than anyone I'd ever met before. But I'd be damned if I was going to play his power game.
Still just out of arm's reach, he opened his jeans a little more, pushing them halfway down off his narrow hips until his sex was free. I kept my hands clenched around the edge of the table I sat on, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of him.
“I’ll tell you what I want, then.” He took himself in one hand, running up and down his length with a hiss of pleasure. "I want your mouth on me." He took a step closer. And another. "I want to feel those perfect lips wrapped around my cock, your tongue tasting me." He stopped in front of me. "I want to come in your mouth."
He was so close, all I had to do was bend my head.
One hand wrapped in my hair. The other held his cock out to me like an offering. "Suck me," he demanded.
Although his hand was firm on the back of my head, he didn't force me. Instead, he waited for me to make up my mind.
Lowering my head, I took him in my mouth. He tasted slightly salty and all male, and I loved it.
"Ah, Christ. Yes, Lizzy." Killian moaned my name, keeping his hand in my hair and the other wrapped around the base of his cock as I flicked my tongue over the head and then sucked it into my mouth.
I released the table from my grip and grabbed his hips, pulling him in closer so I could take him deeper into my mouth, the sounds he made urging me on as I sucked him off. Soon, both of his hands were in my hair as he tried to direct my movements, but I was having none of that. He did not have the power here.
I did.
Taking him deep, I scraped my teeth along his length as I pulled away again. His hips jerked forward and he cried out. I sucked him hard a few times, finding his balls with one hand and using the other to follow my mouth up and down his shaft.
I was suddenly flipped around and bent over the table, my cheek against the wood. Cool air hit my bare ass and my feet were kicked apart as far as they would go with my pants around my ankles. Killian's weight pressed me down as he bent over me and growled in my ear, "If you don't want this, tell me now."
When I could only answer with something between a whimper and a moan, his weight was gone and his hands were on me, spreading me wide. Wet heat licked me from my clit to my ass and I sucked in a breath.
"So sweet," he murmured.
Then his tongue was back, licking, teasing, flicking that perfect spot where all of my nerve endings came together and sent waves of pleasure shooting through me until my womb felt heavy and achy.
I was about to come when he slapped me hard on the ass, then ran his tongue all the way up again as he rubbed the sore spot he'd just created, spreading the heat. He did it again on the other side. And again. And again. Until I was squirming on the table, my breath coming in pants, my ass burning and my pussy wet. No one had ever spanked me before, and it was fucking hot as hell.
Something sharp scraped along the inside of my thigh. Instinctively, I spread my legs wider, giving him more room. There were two sharp stings, and I sucked in a surprised breath. Then the heat of his mouth as he began to suck, fucking me with his fingers at the same time he rubbed his thumb on my clit.
There was pleasure in his bite, something I didn't expect. With every pull on my vein, pure lust shot from that spot straight to my core, hitting me over and over until my legs were shaking and my orgasm hovered right there on the edge. I cried out, begging him to finish.
His mouth was gone from my thigh and I felt the head of his cock pushing at my entrance. His thumb pressed against my ass as he slid inside of me, filling me, hitting that ache so deep inside. It penetrated me just a little, and I pressed my hips back, enjoying the slight pain mixed with the pleasure. "Killian, please..."
Grabbing my hips he held me steady as he fucked me hard. I didn't feel the edge of the table digging into my hipbones. I didn't feel anything except him inside of me, his thumb teasing my ass. His weight on me as he bent over, driving deeper, reaching around my hip to find my clit.
"Drink from me, Acushla," he moaned in my ear.
What? "No," I panted just as wave after wave of raw, hot pleasure rolled through me, centering in my core, until with a sharp rise it crested, my body jerking against the table as my orgasm crashed through me.
Killian pushed my hair away from the back of my neck and bit me, sinking his fangs deep as I felt him swell inside of me right before he pushed impossibly deeper and came with a yell against my skin. He didn't release his hold on my neck as he slid lazily in and out of my body until we were both breathing normally again. Only then did he lick at the wound, then pulled out and did the same to my thigh, dropping soft kisses on my ass cheeks before he helped me stand up straight.
He handed me a clean hand towel from a pile behind the booth. I didn't dare ask what those were there for. I cleaned myself up and put my clothes back in order, then searched for a place to put the towel.
Killian took it from me, his eyes never leaving me as he used it on himself.
"I need to go," I told him.
"Go where?"
