Chapter 16 #2
“It was over the moment it started.” I suck her clit between my lips, loving the trimmed hair she keeps here.
“Oh my god, Oakley!” she groans.
My eyes lift to watch her, only to find she’s watching me while she plays with her nipples, rolling and pinching them how she likes. I make note, wanting to remember every detail that brings her to orgasm.
She reaches between us and wraps a hand around my cock. The unexpected firm grip has me moaning, my tongue slipping inside her tight heat. God, I could stay here all night and have the night turn to day while tasting my mate.
She can’t maintain the hold on me. The reach-around is too awkward. Her hand slaps against the roof, another loud moan cutting across the night sky for the universe to hear.
If all the galaxies can hear her, I bet they are jealous of me.
Nariko fists the blanket, the lean muscle in her biceps flexing.
“You taste so fucking good, Sugar. I could live between your legs for the rest of eternity and never get tired of making you come on my tongue.” I delve between her lips again, soft and pliant, parting easily as I lick up to her clit.
She whimpers and mewls, rocking her hips against my mouth to seek more friction.
I growl in warning, applying pressure to her hips to get her to stop. The only way she will come is by me.
Nariko claws at my chest, her erotic moans becoming louder between every loud strike of lightning booming across the fields.
That’s right. Let the universe hear you.
A tingle spreads across my chest as her breathing changes. Her orgasm is close. Static infiltrates my mind. I bury my tongue deep, my nose swiping across her clit.
“Oakley…I’m…I’m so close. Fuck, you know how to use your tongue.”
The praise has me stretching my tongue deeper.
Rain leaves the clouds, misting our heated bodies. Our skin becomes slick, the blanket soaked as the rain comes down harder, but not even a tornado would get me to stop.
Replacing my tongue with my fingers, I fuck her hard and fast, my cock leaking and throbbing to be inside her. She has to come first because I know I’m not going to last once I feel her walls grip my shaft.
Bending down, I lick the water from her flesh, quenching the thirst I have when it comes to my mate. I continue up her chin, then plunge my tongue into her mouth, wanting her to taste herself.
“Do you taste yourself? You are fucking delicious.” I slide down her body, the water slipping down my throat.
That’s the last thing I need.
I don’t want water.
I want her come in my mouth and her blood across my taste buds. I want her to infiltrate every single sense I have, claiming it as her own.
“I’m yours until the end of time,” I hush against her skin, pressing my fangs into her inner thigh.
She can’t hear me over the rush of rain falling in heavy sheets or the loud shake of thunder vibrating our surroundings. Lightning continues to flash, the storm becoming more powerful with every passing second.
The wind howls, the rain stinging against my skin, but nothing can make me stop. Lightning would have to strike me and burn me from the inside out. Even then, I’d heal, and drag my body to hers to give her pleasure.
Nothing but death.
Then she would follow.
And I’d devour her in the afterlife.
She screams my name, “Oakley!” When I sink my fangs into her femoral artery, blood overflows my mouth.
I trigger her orgasm. Her blood sweetens with oxytocin, drugging me. My muscles strengthen, my mind sharpens, my cock hardens even further, dripping precome onto the roof.
Every drag I take from her prolongs her pleasure. Her voice loses its strength and turns into a rasp.
Retracting my fangs, I lick the wound to stop the bleeding and clean the surrounding area of any blood. I can’t have one drop go to waste.
“Beloved,” I croon, leaving small bite marks over her body until I’m hovering over her face.
Rain mixed with blood pours off my chin, and Nariko opens her mouth. I’m jealous.
I want to be the only one pouring down her throat.
Grabbing her hair, I wrap it around my wrist and pull her up. I position us so I’m kneeling, and she’s on top of my lap. Nariko’s cunt slicks against my cock. She leans into kiss me when she tries to lower herself onto me.
Controlling her by her hair, I yank her head back. “Ah, ah. I want to watch your face when I fill you.”
Her pupils are blown with lust. The rain slicks her body, giving her an ethereal shine.
“Oakley,” she gasps, staring up at the black, angry sky shooting bolts through the clouds.
I groan when we fuse, her pussy taking me inch by inch. She takes her time. There’s no rush. We have all the time in the world.
“You’re doing a good job, Sugar.” I bite my bottom lip as I get to witness the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen—my cock stretching her and disappearing into her. “That’s it. You’re so close. Just a few more inches.”
“Fuck, Oakley! It’s too much. Oh, god, you feel so good. You make me feel alive.” She leans back, her face towards the sky, mouth open, her fingers ghosting up her sides.
Her breasts are on display, her beaded brown nipples daring me, and I never say no to a dare. I slither my head down, a snake awaiting to strike, and I bite into her, leaving my mark on the giving flesh. The blood doesn’t come as easily. I suck harder, knowing I’m going to leave a bruise.
Good.
She’s mine.
All fucking mine.
Once every inch is accounted for and she’s pressed against my thighs, I give her time to adjust. “Doing such a great job, Sugar.” I lick the blood from her left tit, tracing the mark I left behind. “You feel so fucking good. There’s nothing else in this world that can compare to you. Come here.”
Wrapping a hand around her throat as if it is a diamond necklace decorating her body, I pull her forward; her face only inches away from mine.
I drink the rain flowing from her lips before sealing my mouth over hers.
I’ll never get enough of her. She’s sweet like honey with a bite of citrus and flowers, and if I could embed myself into her soul, if I could wrap myself in her being, if I could wrap myself in the comfort of her soul, I would.
She’s my home.
She’s my reason to keep living.
Nariko rocks against me, rolling her hips. Her body drenched in what she loves most.
The wind whips around us, a chill sweeping over Nariko’s body, and I wrap my arms around her, wishing I could keep her warm. Thunder and lightning speak to one another, growling and cracking.
I dip down, pressing my forehead against her chest. Grabbing onto her ass, my fingers dig into the flesh, using the firm muscle to rock against me faster, to take me harder and deeper.
“Look.” I grab her chin and turn it to the right, wanting her to see what I see.
As the firebolts ignite the whirling clouds, a funnel forms. A small rope tornado sways with the wind, a fulmination of hot electricity igniting through the vortex. We are a safe distance away but close enough to feel the pull of the wind it feeds from.
With every deep thrust Nariko takes of me, the tornado comes closer. The pull of the wind is stronger, and I grip the roof with my hand and tighten my arm around her waist.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Keep riding my cock, Sugar. Fuck me. Take what’s yours.”
The sweet succulent scent of her desire heightens as she stares at the small rope traveling to a closer pasture. From here, I can see the dirt whirling around the base.
I move with her, meeting her thrust for thrust, driving my cock into her, wishing I could get her pregnant all over again.
Tossing my head back, I let out a roar, flashing my fangs at how good she feels. “You’re going to make me come,” I warn. “You want every drop of me, don’t you? You’re craving me.” I bite onto her lower lip, blood trickling into my mouth.
The wind becomes more intense, trying to drag us from our place. To secure us, I flip her onto her back, wrap her legs around my waist, and clutch the edge of the roof with both hands.
“You better hold on tight,” I warn, wanting to lose control.
It’s the only warning I give when I use my abilities, fucking her at a vampiric rate. I’m a blur, driving into her hard and fast. Her nails draw blood on my arms, and her tongue is there to lick every drop.
She fucking loves this. I can feel it in my chest. The excitement, the pleasure, the need for more sinks into the bond.
My strength keeps us safe by anchoring us onto the roof.
The tornado moves fast, the rain whipping around us, the wind howling in our ears, the growls of the storm so loud, they drown out my mate’s shouts of ecstasy as she comes on my cock for the second time tonight.
Without warning, I bite into her throat, my fangs slicing through her skin to puncture her jugular.
“Hmm,” I moan, clutching her throat to keep her still as I feed.
I slow my pace, driving into her slow and deep to enjoy the spasms of her cunt around me. Another drag of her blood, and Nariko comes again.
She pulls my own orgasm from me. I’m unable to hold back anymore. I shout her name against her neck, still drinking her blood. I never want to stop. No one has ever tasted so fucking good.
The weak funnel skims by us and loses momentum, vanishing into thin air.
I plunge my cock deeper with every rope of come that leaves me. I drop one hand to her hip, groaning when I slide out, then in one last time.
Retracting my fangs, I lick her neck clean. I still have a tight grip on the roof, and it helps keep my body weight off her just enough as I collapse. My rebound rate is fucking great since I’m a vampire. I’m ready to go again.
I flip her over onto her stomach and have her grip the roof. “I’m nowhere near done with you,” I snarl, dragging my claws across her ass.
The night is young. The storm is just beginning.
And I’m going to fuck her until the rain is nothing but a forgotten droplet upon our skin.