Chapter 16 #3
“I do have to admit, hearing that man’s name on your tongue makes me want to punish you…
very badly. But don’t assume I would be any better than him,” he said in warning.
His teeth caressed softly over my left breast until he began nibbling at my nipple, tender enough to not cause me pain.
He pushed a finger inside me, while he took my other nipple and sucked it into his mouth.
“You have no idea how crazy I am about you,” he admitted, his fingers encompassing my chin as he slid the fingers inside my mouth —the ones he just fucked me with.
“Good girl,” he said, and then turned me over. My stomach pressed into the mattress as his fingers started trailing along my back until he reached my hips, squeezing my ass cheeks.
“You have no idea how sweet your ass is and the things I have in mind for it.”
“What things?”
“Patience, baby.” His hands were massaging my hip bones as I felt his soft lips against my spine.
Suddenly without a warning, he drove into my pussy from behind, his arms dropping to either side of my head.
“You will be the end of me, darling.” Then he grazed his teeth against my neck.
Pleasure and pain flooded my body, blood dripping down my skin, which Xavier licked off in soft strokes.
He grabbed my ass in his huge hands and kept rolling in and out of me.
I hated that I couldn’t see him in this position, although we were deeply connected, I wasn’t able to look into his beautiful eyes.
I tried gripping his thighs from my position, but his thrusts were too fast. I was barely able to reach anything other than the sheets on the bed.
“I love you like this, needy for me, whimpering my name and trying to touch me so greedily,” Xavier murmured between heavy breaths.
“Let me see you,” I begged. Xavier pulled me up from the sheets and held my upper body against his chest. He turned my face to gaze into his eyes and crashed his lips against mine while his other hand started kneading my left boob.
Pressure and euphoria ran through me, I was close.
“Xavier, please.” The moan that escaped my lips was anything but normal, it felt like my voice was on the verge of screaming and all it needed was him.
“I can’t hear you, what did you say?” He was really trying to make fun of my needs.
“Let me touch you,” I said again, a whimper escaping my lips.
He shoved out of me and turned me around, so I was lying on my back, just to drive into me once again.
His thrusts were forceful enough to steal the breath from my lungs, yet controlled, never crossing into pain.
Xavier’s hands clawed into the bedding, and I was able to grip his waist to get him deeper into me.
“You are already so fucking insatiable my love, and I’ve only given you a taste of my cock once,” he said and pressed his lips against my chin, gently kissing my skin. He was amused and I knew he was deeply savoring the fact that he was the reason for my desire.
I have to admit I was timid most of the time, but this man and the pleasure he gave me made me more vocal about myself than I had ever been in the human world.
“Let go of my legs, I want you deeper,” I said. Xavier first looked at me like he didn’t understand, then he lifted my legs gently around his waist, to shove into me again at a deeper angle. Our bodies now completely pressed against each other, not a single inch of air between us.
“Like that?” he purred against my skin, as I felt him moving inside me again.
“Yes.” I pressed my thighs even tighter around his waist to allow more pressure on my clit. I wanted him deeper, harder and faster.
God, what was wrong with me? I’d never been so greedy for a man’s touch and yet I felt I wasn’t close enough. I yearned for more.
“What are you doing to me, Xavier?” I whispered.
“I could ask you the same thing. Ultimately, you are the demon that cast a spell on me. I’ve never felt so obsessive over one person in my entire life,” he murmured, before we both came together.
I thought I could rest…until Xavier’s fingers began stroking my clit again, my body too numb from desire to feel anything.
When he sucked his fingers into his mouth, tasting me, I almost came again.
Why was this the hottest thing I had ever seen?
“You have no idea how good you taste with my cum on your tongue,” Xavier whispered against my skin, his voice filled with pure desire and sin.
Who could have thought that a man who dressed in the most elegant clothes could talk so filthy?
His fingers trailed lazily along my jaw, then tangled into my hair as he tilted my face up to him. “Did you know you cry when you come?” The tone in his voice was unexpectedly soft, reverent even, as though he was watching something sacred unravel before him.
I shook my head, my fingers touching my cheeks to feel the wetness.
Tears.
Did I really cry? I hadn’t even noticed, as I was completely drowning in the emotions. `Xavier allowed me to feel...
“I didn’t know…” I whispered, almost embarrassed at how vulnerable sex with him made me.
“I love when you cry for me,” he murmured against my skin, “it’s like your body is praying in the only language it knows.” Xavier gently cradled my face, wiping the tears away with his thumb, before he layered my face in gentle kisses.
His fingers found my core, stroking along my skin.
I gasped as his fingers brushed against my clit.
I tried to look away, to hide the vulnerability I hadn’t meant to show him, but Xavier caught my chin again, forcing my gaze back to his.
His thumb brushed slowly over my lower lip, still swollen from his kiss, and he leaned in, his breath ghosting over my mouth.
It felt like he wanted to worship every tear, every tremble, every sound that fell from my lips, like he yearned to consume me. His shadows coiled around my thighs again, gripping me like they were afraid I’d leave the bed any second.
A gasp slipped past my lips as he moved lower, trailing kisses across my collarbone, his fingers trailing up my hips. Every movement was slow, as if he wanted to savor every inch of me.
Xavier gave a slow, dark smile, seeing me come undone again with his fingers between my legs.
“You feel everything so deeply, little demon,” he said, his thumb stroking just under my eye.
“And I want to feel every tear, every shiver, every sound you make, again and again. I’ll never have enough of you.
” He pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead, a stark contrast to the way he’d fucked me before.
My limbs were numb from exhaustion, my pulse still fluttering as if my soul hadn’t quite caught up with my body.
Then, I felt his arms sweep under me, cradling me close against his chest. I barely registered the movement, too lost in him and the afterglow of what we had just done. My cheek rested against his naked chest as I breathed him in. His scent was my home. I could bury myself in his skin.
He carried me to the bathroom, where a full bath was already waiting, and we both sank into the heat of the water, the scent of lavender and roses surrounding us.
The water was warm and gentle against my skin, welcoming me like silk.
Xavier’s shadows slipped away, replaced by the comfort of his hands as he lowered me onto his lap, my hips grinding unwittingly on his crotch, bringing him to grumble. It’s like his body was my drug.
I sensed how his fingers stroked the bites he had left on me. “Did they hurt?” he asked.
“I thought you liked putting me in pain,” I voiced with a slight grin on my face. However, Xavier did not seem amused by my joke.
“Did they hurt, Gwendolyn?” he repeated, his fingers grazing over my skin. Even the slightest touch made me flinch, my body overly sensitive.
“No,” I replied, the deviant part of me even enjoying the little pain his bites ignited.
Xavier studied me like he did not believe a single word coming out of my mouth. His hands were running along my arms as he held me tightly against his chest.
“Not so much, I thought you liked marking me,” I stated. Why did he suddenly become so nervous about all of it?
“True, your screams and cries for pleasure and release excites my cock, but physical pain not so much. Especially when they are caused by the desire to bring you pleasure.” Xavier’s voice sounded emotional.
“It’s fine, you never really hurt me, at least not enough that I wanted you to stop.” I smiled, my fingers brushing against his collarbone to one of his shadow lines.
Suddenly, Xavier gripped my face, gazing into my eyes before his mouth hungrily devoured mine. His lips were about to taste my soul and all I wanted him in that moment was to take it. He sat me on the bench of the bathtub, spread my legs and started sucking at my clit again.
“I guess you are the one who is insatiable,” I remarked, grinning.
“Yes, I told you I will claim every part of you,” he answered, suffocating my sensitive flesh with kisses, swirling his tongue around my clit until I came again.
My hand was still tangling in his hair as I came down from my climax.
Xavier lifted me up and roamed his hands over my back until they ended on my butt.
Soreness made itself noticeable, making me hiss as soon as I was placed back on the bed.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m okay,” I said. A little pain unfolded between my legs, leading me to unknowingly hiss again.
“Stop lying. You are obviously sore. Lay on the bed and widen your legs, I’ll get some cream,” he said and wrapped a towel around his perfect body.
My entire body had been loved for hours, and was now tired. But it wasn’t the kind of tiredness that made me feel sick, rather I felt completely at peace with myself. With wobbly and tensed legs, I lay down on the bed.
Seconds later, Xavier came back from the bathroom and positioned himself in front of me.
“I can take care of it myself,” I murmured and reached for the container, but his hands stopped me.
“Nonsense…I did the damage to this sweet pussy, and I am going to fix it,” he responded and spread my legs wide. The cream had a very soothing scent, he dipped two fingers into the container and then he sawed them in my pussy in and out, letting me relax. The soreness and numbness slowly went away.
“Better, baby?”
I nodded and then he gripped my left leg and placed a kiss on the inside of my calf, doing the same with the other leg.
“Stay like this; I’ll get you some food to give you some energy,” he said, then he let the towel fall to the floor, his beautiful ass on display for a moment before pulling on a black robe.
He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead before he left. “Don’t get too comfortable, I’m not done with you yet.” Xavier shot me a smirk.
Although my legs were as wobbly as jelly, the comment made my core warm all over again.
There was no way I could compete with his desires…
not that he had desires of a normal man.
Xavier was a vampire through and through, with a piercing gaze that conveyed both allure and danger and embodied an inviting intrigue.
It was like he never intended to let me out of his arms.