13. Valtu #2
“I didn’t think age gaps counted for much if it was just sex,” she adds.
I swallow hard. Alright. Well, all that need for sleep has suddenly gone out the window, along with any resolve I was attempting to hold onto.
I lunge for her, wrapping her hair around my fingers like a silken fist, and I yank her head back so that her throat is exposed. I feel my fangs sharpen and I know she’s a vampire and her blood won’t give me what I’m looking for, but I want to bite and taste her all the same.
I place my lips at her throat, tasting the sweet sugar of her skin mixed with the sweat from her fear. She tastes so fucking new, the urge to come is threatening to undo me.
“Do it,” she hisses, her throat moving against my mouth as she speaks. “Bite me.”
I don’t take orders well, but I obey her anyway.
My fangs sink into her skin, a snap of breaking flesh before her blood flows into my mouth, warm and intoxicating, sliding down my throat. She tastes almost human and it might be because she’s so fresh and new, her humanity hasn’t slipped away quite yet.
Thank you, Doctor, for finding this one , I can’t help but think as I drink from her, pulling on her hair even more so that I can drink freely.
With my other hands I slide over her sweater, still damp from where the demon spilled her blood, then between her legs.
A quick jerk of my wrist and her panties tear apart, giving me full access to her cunt.
Fuck me. The insides of her thighs are damp with her need for me and I slip my finger along her clit, already hot and swollen and waiting for my touch.
She moans loudly, the sound bouncing off the walls of the narrow hall and vibrating against my tongue. I keep drinking from her, savoring her sweetness, feeling like I’m getting stronger by the second. Stronger and more turned on, which can be a rough combination.
But she likes it rough, that much I know.
I dislodge my teeth from her neck with a grunt and release her hair, shoving my hands under the firm contours of her ass and picking her up, whipping her around until she’s slammed back against the wall.
Her legs wrap around me and I’m digging my cock out from my pants, positioning it at her cunt, just the tip pushing in.
Her mouth drops open in another heady moan, and I’m tempted by her lips, how soft they are, what her tongue might taste like.
But I try not to kiss my whores on the mouth, it feels too intimate for me to properly deal with.
So I bury my head into her neck, biting her where it curves into her shoulder. She cries out and I use the momentum to thrust into her fully, pushing her against the wall as I do.
“Oh fuck!” she shouts, her body tensing and I feel like I’m about to explode because she’s tighter than a fist. I don’t think I’ve ever had my cock squeezed into such a tight hole before, it’s making my eyes roll back in my head and she’s starting to tremble but I’m not sure if it’s from pleasure or from pain.
Even though she’s wet, I feel like I’m pushing myself to the limit, crammed in so fucking tight, I can barely breathe.
Then it hits me. The tang of blood in the air, different from where I’m feeding at her throat.
I pull my head back and stare at her, at the way her eyes are pinched shut in pain, tears at the corners, and then I glance down at my cock where it’s sinking into her.
It’s red with blood.
Jesus Christ.
My eyes snap back to Rose’s face.
“Are you a virgin?” I manage to ask, my voice guttural.
She presses her lips together and nods. “Yes.”
Fuck me.
I look back down at my dick and pull out slowly and her body is quivering in response and oh fucking hell, I have never been so turned on before.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers. “Please.”
I give her an incredulous look. “You want me to continue?”
“Don’t you?” she responds, fixing her gaze on me. Her eyes have gained a bit of clarity, the pain dissipating. “Fuck me hard, Valtu. Make me see stars.”
I can’t help but blink at her. My cock is painfully stiff and I’ve never wanted to come so hard in my life and yet I’m confused as hell.
She’s been a virgin this whole time and yet she wants me to fuck her.
She likes it. Needs it. Wants it. She gives expert head too, like she’s done it a million times before.
“Fuck me, please,” she whispers and her legs tighten around my waist, her heels digging into the back of my ass and she’s pushing me forward until my cock is shoved fully back inside her.
We both gasp, her hands going to my back and digging her nails in, then to my hair, tugging on my strands, and now I think I’m the one who is about to see stars here.
“Fuck,” I say through a groan and then I can’t hold back any longer.
I thrust into her hard and fast, my hips slapping against hers as I take her with an intensity that overwhelms us. There’s electricity that seems to form around our bodies, blurring the senses, and the pleasure is so unbearable, I feel it all the way down to the soles of my feet.
“Christ, Rose,” I say through a grunt, pounding her harder until I fear I might be jackhammering her into the stone. “Such a good little virgin slut aren’t you? That’s exactly what you are.”
I pull back, glancing down at my cock again, the blood along the length of it mixing with her arousal. “You see this? You see how much I turn you on, how your cunt is weeping for me, making such a mess?”
The look on her face tells me she does, her cheeks burning bright red as her eyes hood and her body quivers against mine. “Yes,” she whispers. “Please, don’t stop.”
“Ask me nicely,” I say roughly. “Like you did before.”
She nods, her breathing ragged, her eyes hooded with pleasure. I notice something else in there too, something that I don’t understand yet, but I know I’ll eventually figure out.
“Yes, my lord,” she says breathlessly, her voice choking with need. “Don’t stop, my lord.”
Fuck. I love the sound of that.
I thrust into her again, the force of my body hammering her into the wall, her arching against the cold stone, and I know her spine will be bruised tomorrow. My hips slam into hers, each thrust taking us higher and higher until I feel like I’m flying.
Rose screams out and I can’t help but grin as I feel her waves of pleasure wash over me. I continue to drive into her, each thrust almost too much to bear until I finally let go. White hot need explodes from within me and I swear I can feel every inch of Rose contracting around me as I come.
I cry out hoarsely, the sound echoing down the hall, and l can’t seem to stop spilling into her, my balls emptying completely until I have nothing left to give.
Rose’s legs wrap around me and she leans back against the stone, her eyes half-lidded, the little bit of strength she had left now drained from her body.
Finally, I pull out of her and she starts to slide down the wall, her legs too weak to hold her up.
But I’m not done with her yet. Not in her state.
When you’ve been around for nearly five centuries, it’s not very often that a new experience pops up and I’m going to take it for what it’s worth.
I tighten my grip around her ass and then I walk with her held up against me, through the door to her bedroom, then I’m dumping her on the bed, the chains rattling.
She bounces in surprise, a wash of fear going over her hazy eyes as she realizes where she is, but then I’m pulling off her sweater and parting her legs roughly.
I get on the bed between them and dig my nails into the side of her hips, smelling the fresh blood where I took her virginity.
“What are you doing?” she whispers, staring down at me.
I grin as I meet her eyes. “Enjoying all the fruits of my labor, my dove.”
She freezes as I say that. Perhaps I’m being a little too crude for her liking. She’ll have to get used to it if she wants me to make her come.
I lower my head and then I start to lick up the blood along her cunt, my tongue soaking it up as I lap at her, cleaning her up and moaning as I taste the mixture of her blood and my seed.
Her want is leaking from her, soaking the covers and I can smell her arousal—she’s still so fucking turned on, even after I’ve spilled into her.
“Valtu,” she gasps, her hands digging into the bed. “Valtu, I–”
I grab her hips roughly and suck on her clit and she meets my eyes, her face flushed and eyes wide, clearly on the verge of an orgasm.
I want her to come again. I want her to come over and over again, in my mouth until she’s dripping out of my lips.
My tongue works furiously against her clit in rough strokes and then I feel her body tensing beneath mine, her thighs squeezing the sides of my head.
“Valtu,” she whispers. “My lord. Please make me come.”
I groan in response and suck hard on her clit, thrusting my tongue deep inside her cunt, fucking it, and then she comes hard, making incoherent noises and grabbing fistfuls of the bedspread. Her hips raise and buck and she sounds like a symphony.
I release her clit and then I press my lips to her cunt, sucking the cum inside my mouth and moaning as the taste washes over me.
I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I just keep going until I feel her exhaustion sinking in. She’s spent now, her whole body weak and trembling beneath mine.
Because she is mine, isn’t she? That’s what I declared. I don’t know for how long, but for tonight at least, she one hundred percent belongs to me.
“Good, sweet girl,” I murmur, pressing a kiss against her cunt. “I could drink you for ages.”
Her eyelids flutter and she looks down at me with eyes that are hazy with pleasure. “My lord…”
A satisfied grin spreads across my face and I get off the bed and stare down at her, her body still trembling, her chest rising and falling with each heavy breath.
With any luck she’ll fall asleep soon and the demon and ghosts won’t pay her a visit.
Hopefully she’ll just experience dreams of me and wake up only a little sore in the morning.
I go to the door before she has a chance to plead with me, before I have a chance of losing my resolve.
“This is your room now, for better or worse,” I say as I open the door.
She sits up, her hair falling over her gorgeous tits, her eyes fearful. It’s almost enough to make me stay and have another round with her. But there will be plenty of time for that later.
“You’re not chaining me up?” she asks, her voice still thick with sex.
I manage a smile. “Chain you back up? I’m not an animal,” I tell her. Then I step outside and close the door, making sure all the wards are activated so that she’s locked inside.
“Goodnight Rose,” I whisper before heading off down the hall.