Page 51 of Cinderella and Her Vampires (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 5)

All for the sake of him being able to protect me when it came to the new vampire problem.

Maybe someday I could make it up to him. But for now, this was our only chance.

Brock deepened the kiss. My arms wrapped around his torso. It was pleasant and warm.

Not at all what I would have expected from him. Especially considering his two counterparts preferred the rougher side of things. Not Brock. He preferred the gentler side of things and seemed to enjoy taking his time when it came to giving pleasure.

And this was just the beginning.

Brock started to undress me where we stood. He started with my shirt, sliding his fingers under the hem, and slowly lifting it from my body. It was the same thing with my pants and bra and undies.

Once I was fully naked in front of him, I undressed him in the same manner he had just used with me. All the while I occasionally met his gaze. He smirked at me from beneath his lashes.

It was odd to feel worshiped like this. But a girl could get used to it.

As I unleashed his monstrous erection, I bit my lip with anticipation. It stared me in the face. Before I thought better of it, I gripped his erection within my hand and stroked him. Brock groaned.

I licked my lips, wondering how his sex would taste, and dragged my tongue along the tip. He shuddered, digging his fingers into my shoulders. I let the tip of his cock to go into my mouth. I gently sucked on it, feeling his erection throb as my tongue danced circles around the head of his shaft.

I didn’t get much of a chance to think of what to do next because Brock had lifted me up and pressed his mouth against mine, sending me through a dizzying sensation.

Within seconds, I was laying on top of the cloudlike mattress with Brock on top of me, nestled delightfully between my legs, kissing me to the point he stole my breath away. His fingers laced through mine, forcing my hands above my head. His massive erection rested at the base of my entrance, tantalizing me, and teasing me into a stupor.

His mouth left my lips to savor the taste of my skin covering my neck and shoulders. Slowly, he inched his way lower, stopping at my breasts, taking each one into his mouth, and flicking my nipple with the tip of his tongue as he sucked and massaged them.

Pressure built between my hips, and I delighted at how well he could please me. I wanted to bathe in the ecstasy forever.

Brock lowered himself until he was between my legs, leaving kisses all over as he moved. Once he was situated between my legs, he pressed his arms onto my thighs and used his fingers to part the lips of my thick, wet pussy.

He flicked his tongue and thing glanced up at me, smirking devilishly as his tongue continued to brush along my sensitive clit. I arched my back against the sensations that zapped through me. Tantalizing and exhilarating all at the same time. Hot and cold.

I met his gaze as he sucked on my clit and dipped his tongue into my sex. He truly enjoyed the way I tasted. And I truly enjoyed the way his tongue felt.

I leaned back, gripping both sides of the pillow as my orgasm drew closer and closer. I could almost taste it.

Then Brock dipped his fingers into me, and a flood rushed from my sex, soaking his hand. I moaned through my orgasm as he slurped and lapped up my juices, trying to keep up with the rush of liquid that spilled from my sex.

It took so little, it seemed, for him to bring me to the brink of ecstasy I had never felt before. It surprised me that he had the patience and skill to do such things to me. I never would have guessed he would be, by far, the best at this.

My orgasm faded and brock started to climb up my body again. He still left kisses everywhere and once he made it to my breasts again, I bit my lip, anticipating his large cock filling me.

Once again, he surprised me. He stopped at my breasts, sucking and nibbling as his hand moved along my sex. Fingers slid into my entrance as he continued to massage me into another orgasm. My legs closed as I cried through the rush of pleasure. His fingers slid along my clit, moving in slow circles as pushed me through several more orgasms, each one much stronger than the last.

I gasped as I melted into the bed, fully relaxed and in a daze.

Brock chuckled. “We’re not done yet.”

“God, I hope not,” I said.

“Insatiable one, aren’t you?” he asked with a teasing grin.

I shrugged. “Only one way to find out.”

He climbed over me, resting the tip of his dick at my entrance. “You ready for this?”

“Oh yes,” I said.

His mouth collided with mine as he slid his dick inside me. Slowly moving deeper into me, stretching and filling me until he was settled perfectly.

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