Chapter 8 #3
“Repulsed? Why would you think that?” He captures my face between his hands. “You’re my everything, my love. You’re the air I breathe, the spark that gives meaning to my existence. Without you, I’d be lost.”
He seals his mouth to mine, preventing me from saying another word. My lips part for his sweet invasion, and his tongue takes control. My heart is beating fast and steady, my pulse pounding in my ears. I want… no, I need to feel him everywhere.
Picking up on the urgency in me, Lucca lifts me off the floor.
My legs immediately wrap around his waist, and he strides to the couch.
He sets me down gently but remains standing, breathing hard.
His eyes are fiery red now, and the tips of his fangs are exposed.
The look of pure lust makes my pussy throb with need.
My entire body is shaking, craving his touch.
“You’re breathtaking, Vivi.”
“You are too, Luc. But those clothes need to go.” I flick my finger, and the rush of excitement as the magic flows through me makes me giddy. With the power of the wind, I unbutton his shirt, then peel it off his body.
He lifts a brow, smirking. “Nice. What else can you do?”
“This.” I twirl my finger, levitating him off the floor.
His eyes widen. “Whoa.”
Lucca’s reaction gives me the giggles. “Now, let’s take care of those pants and boots.”
A moment later, all his clothes are gone. I have the most beautiful male I’ve ever met hovering above me, staring in fascination. My eyes fixate on his arousal, and thoughts of teasing him evaporate. I’m done with the magic show.
I bring him closer, and as soon as he’s near, he reaches for me.
I release the wind, needing Lucca’s full weight over my body.
His lips find mine, hungry and possessive, and his hands covers my breasts.
I’ll never get sick of his taste, a sweet nectar that’s addictive and irresistible.
He abandons my lips to graze my neck with the tips of his fangs, igniting a primal desire within me.
I need him to bite me, feed from me, but not until he’s buried deep inside me.
I open my legs to accommodate him better, and he whispers against my mouth, “How come you’re still wearing clothes, beautiful?”
“Oops. I got distracted.”
“No worries. I don’t need the wind to make them disappear in the blink of an eye.”
He leans back and helps me out of my jacket and shirt as fast as he promised. But when it comes to my pants and underwear, he takes his time, rolling them down my legs slowly, and just halfway.
There’s no need to ask him what he’s up to. I can see it clearly in his crimson eyes. He runs his tongue across my pubic bone, leaving a trail of goose bumps on my skin. I rotate my hips, unable to remain still, but Lucca chuckles, digging his fingers into my hips to keep me in place.
“Patience, my love.”
“You are a cruel male. Can’t you see I’m dying here?”
He smiles. “Dying? No, you’re not dying, not yet anyway. But soon.”
We’ve always joked that making love to each other is like dying and being born again. Lucca has the power to unravel me completely; he can turn my body into stardust, then put my fragments back together.
He licks my clit, and I arch my back, unprepared for the caress.
I thought he was going to torture me more.
But what he’s doing to me now is a different type of torture.
His velvety tongue and sharp teeth tease my sensitive skin, exploring every inch of my pussy with expert precision.
I’m soaring high already, straight into a vortex of pure bliss.
Lucca’s groans of pleasure mingle with my gasps and moans, creating a symphony of passion that echoes through the room.
When I think I can’t take any more, he bites my inner thigh, piercing the skin.
The sharp pain only lasts a split second before the sweet sensation of a vampire’s bite spreads through my body.
“Lucca!” I yell, climaxing hard.
He keeps drinking from me while destroying my pussy with his fingers. My body is shaking from head to toe even once the wave of pleasure subsides. But Lucca isn’t done yet. I know that was just the prelude. He pulls back and finally removes the rest of my clothes, lobbing them out of sight.
Then something I wasn’t expecting happens. Lucca begins to glow from within. I let out a gasp.
“What is it?”
“You’re glowing, Luc.”
He looks at his chest and arms, then back at me. His eyes are as round as saucers and no longer red. “What’s happening to me?”
The light in his body fades in the next moment, but the magnitude of what just happened stays with us. “I don’t know. How do you feel?”
“I’ve never felt better in my life.”
I let out a breath of relief. I thought for a second that Lucca was reacting poorly to my blood now that I have my powers back. “Thank heavens.”
He leans down once more, pressing the tip of his cock against my wetness. “You’ll be thanking someone else real soon, babe.”
With a powerful thrust, he sheathes himself in me. And oh, do I believe him.