I Accidentally Hooked Up with a Vampire (Accidents Happen #2)

6. Domino’s Kink

6

Domino’s Kink

“ G oddamn it! Stop it!” I screamed as the cat tried everything to get away from me.

It took all the strength I had to pull Maverick off Domino. With my arms wrapped around his core, I carried the big menace to my office, tossed him inside, and slammed the door shut. Maverick protested by running around the office and knocking everything off my desk before he returned to the door to stare at me through the glass.

“You are a nightmare, you know that?” I fussed at him before running back to the hallway to check on Domino. “Great, I go from getting offered my dream gig to getting sued because my cat is a demon.”

“Whose suing you?” Domino stepped inside the door and closed it behind him.

“Are you okay?” I asked him and tried my best to assess his injuries.

“My shirt has seen better days,” he flipped the shredded collar around his neck, “but other than that, I’m okay.”

“I thought he ripped your damn face off.” I moved closer to examine him.

“Luckily, that’s not the case.” He chuckled.

“I’m so sorry about that. He’s always been a handful, but he’s never attacked anyone before.”

“It’s me.” He inhaled deeply. “Cats never like me. It’s a shame because I used to love them as a child.”

“Must be something in your blood,” I joked.

“Yeah, must be.” He lifted the bag of food still in his hand. “You might want to put this up before your cat goes for it too.”

“Thanks.” I took the bag from him and headed for the kitchen. Domino followed me down the hall. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, Whitney, I’m okay. I promise,” he reassured me. “This is a really nice place.”

“Thanks. I’m still getting settled in.”

“And you have a great view of the water, just as I imagined,” he continued his compliments.

“You imagined what my view would look like?”

“After I dropped you off last night,” he reminded me.

“Oh, right. Sorry.”

While he admired my home, I took care of the lilies. In between glances at the man in my home, I carefully cut the stems and added them to the vase of fresh water.

“They look beautiful,” I said as he walked back over to the counter where I stood.

“Worthy of being in your home,” Domino flirted.

“I—” When I looked up at him, I missed the stem and instead cut my finger. “Fuck!”

I quickly grabbed the towel hanging on the stove behind me to wrap it around my finger before peeking at the wound. When I saw the small cut, my shoulders relaxed; it wasn’t as bad as it felt. I opened the drawer where I stored a first aid kit. I always kept one in the kitchen, just like my mom taught me. We could cook, but we weren’t the best with knives.

As I pulled the box from the drawer, I couldn't help but notice the tense expression on Domino's face.

“Queasy around blood?” I pulled my finger out of view. I didn’t need him puking in my kitchen after being attacked by my cat. Did someone say best date ever ?

“Not exactly.” He helped me open the box and took a sharp inhale when he handed me a Band-Aid.

“It’s really not that bad.” I winked at him, and we both flinched when Maverick hissed and smacked my office door.

“He really doesn’t want me here.” Domino chuckled. “Maybe I should leave.”

“That fool will be fine.” I brushed off the thought and wrapped the bandage around my finger. “I’m sorry. He’s usually a jerk, but it's never this bad.”

“It’s fine.” His jaw tightened as he stepped closer to me. “I’m willing to deal with an insane cat to be with you.”

“Would you like a drink?” I cleared my throat and pointed to the simple collection on the counter. “My bar isn’t as good as yours, but it gets the job done.”

“No.” Domino grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him. “I need to kiss you now, Whitney.”

“Need?” My heart raced as his hands gripped my waist.

“Yes.” Domino snatched me up, burying his face against my neck as he sat me on the counter. He pressed his lips against my pulse and inhaled.

He said he needed to kiss me, but he didn’t. I waited until I couldn’t take it anymore. Being that close to him, smelling the cool scent that lifted from his skin… I had to take matters into my own hands. I grabbed his face and pulled his lips from my neck. We locked eyes in some unspoken agreement before our lips met.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, using them to pull him closer to me as we kissed. Domino pressed his hips into me so I could feel the bulge in his pants. We stayed there on the counter, kissing and dry humping until I was out of breath.

Domino dropped his head to my chest like he was hiding from me. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Don’t apologize now.” I lifted my chest and felt his lips near my nipple. I wanted to rip my shirt off and put one in his mouth. “Kiss me, Domino.”

He looked up at me and kissed me again. His hunger moved from my lips to my chin, my neck, then my shoulder. And then, he bit me. It was a gentle pressure, but it was enough to make me wince.

“Did that hurt?” He pulled back. “I’m sorry.”

“No, it's fine.” I bit my lip, and when he focused on my mouth, I realized I’d leaned into Domino’s kink. “Do it again.”

The corner of his mouth twitched. He liked my encouragement.

“Where is your bedroom?” he asked.

I turned and pointed to the door to the right of the kitchen that led to my bedroom, opposite where I had locked up Maverick.

With little effort, he picked my ass up, cupping each cheek as he kissed me and carried me to my room. He kicked the door closed, the sound echoing in the silence of the room, before taking me to the bed. I felt his teeth sink into my flesh once more, a gentler bite than before, but I understood him. Domino was a biter.

As we undressed each other, I tested my theory and bit his shoulder. He tensed for a moment, but then he relaxed, and a deep moan slipped through his lips. He wrapped his arm around my middle and held me against him, encouraging me to sink my teeth further into him—and I did.

While I nibbled his neck, Domino’s fingers found my pussy. With each gentle stroke, I became more turned on, and soon his fingers were slick with my excitement. Still holding me close, he lowered my back to the bed. I dropped my head and moaned before returning to biting his neck.

He smacked the pillow next to my head. “ Fuck !” Domino groaned as my teeth pressed into his flesh.

“You like biting, don’t you?” I said playfully. “What else do you like, Domino?”

“I like to eat!” His eyes darkened as he moved. He made me stand on the bed, ass on the headboard as he ate me. With one leg on his shoulder, I gripped the headboard and pushed my hips forward so he could get to every bit of me.

“Oh! Yes!” I cried as he slipped his tongue in and out of me. “Eat that pussy!”

Domino scooped my other leg up, and there I was, back against the wall, legs on his shoulders, ass in his hands. I didn’t think it could get any better, but I was wrong. He lifted me entirely, taking all my weight onto his shoulders as he carried me over to the window. Not once did he stop enjoying his meal. I gripped the sides of his head for dear life as he brought me closer to orgasm.

Before I came, he lowered me to my feet, turned me around, and fucked me up against the window. The cool glass on my tits and stomach combined with the pressure of his dick pounding into me made my head spin. What was this man doing to me?

He pushed my braids away from my neck and bit me again, this time with more pressure. It hurt, but damn it, if it didn’t make me scream with pleasure. He kept me there up against the window, biting my shoulder until my legs shook from my orgasm.

Then, with my nipples pinched together in one hand and his other wrapped around my stomach, he fuck-walked me back to the bed, a powerful thrust accompanying each step we took.

“Dammit!” I cried out before turning around and pulling him back on top of me as we collapsed onto the bed.

Again, I bit him, and he responded with more urgency.

“Harder! Fuck me!” I smacked his ass and bit his nipple.

His hand twisted into my braids as his lips pressed against my forehead. Domino gave me every bit of pounding I wanted, each stroke going deeper, pushing me further across the bed until we lay in the center of the tousled sheets. My legs were tangled in the bedding as I tried not to run away from what I’d asked for.

When my mouth met his again, I decided to really lean into the bite thing. I sunk my teeth into his lip, but my excitement came with more pressure than I intended. My body froze beneath his as the metallic tang of blood flooded my mouth.

“Shit.” Domino stopped and licked his lip. Red coated the tip of his tongue.

“Oh, damn.” I touched my hand to my mouth when I saw the blood on his lip. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” he said, but I could see he was struggling.

“Are you sure?” Don’t ask what took over me; I couldn’t help it. I looked that man in the eye, tightened my pussy around his dick, and licked the blood from my lip. “We can stop if you’d like.”

“Hell no.” Domino gripped the back of my neck and lifted me to him.

“Great answer.” I rocked my hips, encouraging him to continue fucking me as I started kissing him again. The coppery taste of his blood filled my mouth, and the passion between us grew. His lip only bled for a few moments longer, and by the time the taste faded, we both came again.

With that second orgasm, I felt high, like I was floating outside of myself and watching the scene play out. I wished I had some popcorn to enjoy with the show as Domino fucked me two more times. The man had me all over the bedroom, and at one point, I swore we were floating over the bed! After the last orgasm, I lay next to him as he rubbed my ass and kissed my forehead while I fell asleep on his chest.

When I woke up, I was alone. The sun warmed my flesh and highlighted the bite mark he left on my hip. He hadn’t broken the skin, but it was deep enough for me to see in the impression that one of his teeth was slightly crooked.

“Damn, it feels like I’ve been branded.” I shook my head. “Well, this will give Lena something to add to her notes.”

I stretched and got up from the bed. I would have to let Maverick out of the office. The cat was going to make my life a living hell for leaving him in there all night. As I went to let Maverick out, I checked my phone to find a motion alert notice from the security camera.

“It must have caught Domino as he left.” I smiled and tapped the notification to watch the recording.

The video loaded just as Maverick walked out of the office and smacked my legs with his tail. I almost dropped the phone on his head because the video showed the door opening and closing, but there was no one there.

I assumed it was a glitch in the recording, so I scrolled down to open one of the other videos—only to watch Maverick flying through the air and clawing at nothing. I watched myself pulling the cat off the invisible prey and dragging him back into the house.

That video ended, and I tapped a later recording, only to watch myself dry-humping air and floating from my kitchen to my bedroom. I could see myself, I could see Maverick, but there was no Domino.

“What the fuck?”