Chapter 15 – Evangeline
I stand on the rooftop of Xander’s building. Evil gargoyles soar over the skyline of Manhattan, reminding me of that scene from The Wizard of Oz when the Wicked Witch of the West sends the flying monkeys to kidnap Dorothy.
Two gargoyles swoop down, grabbing me by the arms and holding me in place. Magnus lands in front of me and stabs me in the heart.
I jerk awake, gasping for air.
It was just a dream.
I glance over at Xander, but his snores are as loud as ever. How I’m able to sleep through the sawing of logs, I’ll never know.
I pick up my phone to check the time. Two more hours until sunset. There’s no way I’ll be able to fall back asleep. My heart rate is still high from the nightmare.
I get out of bed and use the restroom, then head to the kitchen to start up a pot of coffee. While making myself a bowl of cereal, Birdie jumps on the counter and chirps until I give her some wet food.
I finish my coffee and cereal before Xander wakes so I brush my teeth and return to bed.
I’m ready.
I straddle Xander, and his eyes pop open.
“Good morning, my king,” I say with a smile.
“Good morning, Kitten,” he echoes, smoothing his palms up and down my bare legs.
He closes his eyes when I start moving in circles over his groin.
He loves when I do this.
“I want you to claim me, Xander,” I say, grinding my hips faster.
His tail snakes around my waist until the tip slips behind the band of my shorts, down to my already soaked cunt. The bulbous end presses against my clit and vibrates. I jerk at the sudden sensation.
“Are you sure you’re ready, Kitten? ”
“Yes, please,” I gasp as Xander takes my aching nipples between his fingers. He pinches them through the thin fabric of my tank top.
The end of his tail bears down harder on my clit, the vibration turning up a notch.
Xander is still on his back, but that doesn’t stop his wings from expanding. I reach out to touch them, and the moment my fingers skim over the silky membrane, he bucks. His large cock grows hard beneath me.
“You’re close, aren’t you?”
I nod.
“I know because I can smell that sweet cunt. Will you come for me?”
I whimper and nod again.
Xander sits up and rips my top off, allowing him to take my nipple into his mouth. His tongue lashes over the sensitive peak while his fingers tweak and pull at the other.
“Now, Evangeline, come,” he says at the same time the vibrating tail intensifies, pulling an orgasm from me.
I come so hard; I see stars.
Xander doesn’t give me time to recover, and he’s flipping me over onto my back.
He slides off my shorts and thrusts his long, thick tongue inside me .
“Fuck, Xander,” I scream and grab his horns to pull him closer.
His tongue pistons into me, and his vibrating tail returns to my sensitive clit.
I cry out, tears falling down my cheeks, as pleasure overwhelms me.
Xander builds me up, my entire body shivering with anticipation. I’m seconds from climax when he suddenly stops and removes his tongue.
“No!”
“Be patient, Kitten. I’ll make sure you get another orgasm.”
He slaps my aching clit, and I groan at the pain-infused ecstasy.
“Good girl. I’m going to finger your ass now. Is that okay?”
“Yes, please.”
He slides a finger inside my pussy. Once it’s well lubricated, he pushes it past the outer ring of my asshole. He waits for me to adjust, then pushes it in more.
When he gets down to the last knuckle, he withdraws it and adds a second one.
I suck in a sharp breath because he only has four fingers and they’re all...girthy.
“Good? ”
“Yes, God, keep going.”
“I’m not your God, Evangeline. I am your mate .”
He stretches me and it’s a strange feeling, slightly painful, but it quickly turns to pleasure as he pumps the fingers in and out. He spits on them a few times to make sure I’m properly lubricated.
Fuck. Why is him spitting so hot?
His mouth returns to my pussy, and he’s driving his tongue into me again. He finds a rhythm between finger-fucking my ass and tonguing my cunt.
I smooth my hand over his wings again, and he groans. So, I keep doing it and it’s as if my pleasure merges with his . My strokes match the movement of his fingers and tongue, and it doesn’t take long before another orgasm washes over me.
He moves from between my legs, crawling up my body so he can kiss me, long and hard. I taste myself as he plunges his tongue past my lips.
Nectar .
“Are you ready?” he says against my mouth.
“I’m ready.”
He removes his t-shirt and sweats, his hard cock springing up the moment it’s free.
He fists it up and down, letting the pre-cum lubricate the shaft .
Not that he needs it; I’m soaked.
He presses the tip to my opening.
“Remember, we will reach orgasm at the same time. My cock will knot, and I will bite you while all my cum empties inside you. Then you finish the bonding ritual by biting me. You have to drink my blood. You’re going to be ravenous, and you won’t want to stop, but you must, otherwise taking too much could make you sick. You’ll know when you’ve had enough.”
The thought of drinking blood should make me sick to my stomach, but instead, I squirm with thirst.
“I’m ready,” I repeat.
Xander thrusts into me.
“It’s going to happen fast, because our bodies are more than ready to unite our souls.”
My moan sounds more like a scream as he hammers into me, hard enough that I hope my pussy will be bruised and battered tomorrow. His large, heavy balls slap against my ass, offering a pleasant slap of pain.
I feel the tip of his cock expand, hitting my G-spot with every deep thrust, and my walls pulse around him.
I’m close.
He picks me up off the bed and sits down so I can straddle him.
“Ride me,” he growls, and he knows how much I love it when he growls.
It motivates me to move my hips, bouncing on his cock, up and down.
He cups my ass in both hands and squeezes, his claws biting into my meaty cheeks.
“I’m close,” he says.
“Me too.”
The base of his dick grows until he’s unable to pull back out of me. I feel full with him seated inside me, the tip of his cock pressing against my G-spot.
“Xander, I’m… I’m…”
He grunts, and his wings cocoon around me.
I’m sent over the edge the moment his fangs pierce the skin between my neck and shoulder. He lets out an animalistic roar as he empties his cum inside me. An invigorating current races through my veins. Ecstasy pours into my body, the feeling so intense, I don’t even register the pain from his bite as he drinks my blood like a starving vampire.
I don’t know how long this lasts, but as soon as Xander retracts his fangs, I realize it’s my turn.
I don’t have sharp fangs to pierce his skin, so I bite down on the crook of his neck as hard as I can. A warm, savory liquid explodes into my mouth .
“That’s it, Kitten, drink.”
His cock is still inside me, and it throbs as I draw his blood into my mouth. Immense euphoria spreads like wildfire across my skin with every drop I take. It’s making me feral. I growl and moan and claw at his back, scratching hard enough to break skin. If it hurts, he shows no sign of pain.
I feel full, but I keep drinking. It’s addicting. My hunger for his blood seems like it will never end and the more I consume, the more aroused I become.
But my need to come overshadows the thirst and that’s when I know it’s time to stop. I remove my mouth and gasp for air.
Xander wraps his tail around my neck and squeezes. I throw my head back to scream as my cunt pulses with another orgasm. Xander joins me, pouring more cum inside me.
We lie there, huffing and puffing and bleeding all over Xander’s silver sheets. After five minutes, once we’ve finally caught our breath, he carefully removes himself and collapses on the bed next to me.
“So good, Kitten,” he says and tugs me to his side, kissing the top of my head.
“That’s it? We’re bonded?”
“We are. Do you feel different? ”
My body vibrates, a low hum cycling through my blood. It’s as if I’ve been underwater my entire life, and I’m now able to breathe.
A lifetime of worries, pain, and heartache...gone.
“I do feel different. I feel alive .”