Chapter 27
My back hits the headboard, and I groan. Somehow, one drink turned into two before I finally threw my little minx over my shoulder and carried her home in a fit of giggles.
Tomorrow, I’ll have to apologize to Maggie and Viktor for skipping out early on their wedding reception, but my priority right now is the sultry vampire female standing at the end of my bed. Her eyes darken as they trail over my naked thighs to where my hand teases my half-hard cock.
“Just like old times, huh?” she says, slipping the straps of her dress down. Her plump tits spill free, the nipples puckering under my gaze.
Thin, rosy fabric puddles at her feet with a wiggle of her hips. “Should I tie you up for good measure?” Her eyes linger on my unbound wrists when my hands drape over my thighs.
Flashes of our first night come back to me, and my cock aches to be inside her.
Fuck, she’s everything I ever dreamed of, but never thought I’d have. Her love has stitched every last broken piece of my heart back together.
“I don’t think that’ll be necessary… this time.
” I chuckle. “But I’m pretty sure I told you not to fall in love with me that first night,” I joke with a wink.
My hand wraps around my shaft again, hard and ready.
Each downward stroke peels back the foreskin, exposing the tip, where a pearl of pre-cum bubbles from my slit.
“Too bad I’ve never been good at following instructions.
I’m so in love with you, you’ll never get rid of me.
” Vanessa’s hands and knees hit the mattress, her pupils dilating as her gaze locks on my erection.
With her tongue peeking out to swipe across her lips, she’s the picture of ravenous. Starving for what only I can give her.
“Come here, mon soleil. Crawl for me and show me how much you want it,” I growl, fist strangling my length so I don’t blow my load too soon.
Eyes sharp like the predator hiding under her skin, Vanessa’s hips slink from side to side in a seductive rhythm with each torturous slide of her knees across the bed. Twinkling between her breasts is the newly enchanted snowflake pendant.
My heart soars at the sight. She’s finally going to be mine. And I’ll be hers.
Vanessa settles on my lap, one leg on either side of my hips, the warmth of her core nestled against my shaft. My hands automatically go to her waist. I groan when she rocks her hips, slick pussy sliding against my sensitive length.
Weaving my fingers into her waves, the floral crown nestled amongst them falls to the side as I draw her lips to mine for a sweet kiss. But my mate isn’t having it, turning up the heat to a sweltering degree when she drives her tongue into my mouth.
When I return the favor, slipping past her lips, she sucks my tongue, making my cock jump against her core. “S’il te pla?t,” I mumble between messy gnashes of lips and teeth. “Suck me, mon soleil. Put that bratty mouth where it belongs.”
Feather-soft kisses trail from the corner of my mouth down my neck. “Mmm, I love when you beg for me, my big, strong mate.”
I suck in a gasp when the wet heat of her tongue drags across one nipple piercing. Pre-cum dribbles down my cock at her next move. A sharp prick of pain, soothed away by her tongue.
My fingers dive into the back of her hair, and I tip her head back until our eyes meet. Eyebrow raised, I ask, “Did you just bite me?”
Vanessa’s tongue plays with the point of her fang as she smirks. Her fingers pluck at the sensitive bar threaded through my nipple, and I shiver. “Did you like it?”
“Yes.” Using my grip on her hair, I direct her face to my groin. “But I’d like it better if you put my cock in your mouth.”
She giggles, but obliges, wrapping her hand around my shaft and pressing her lips to the foreskin-shrouded head. “Like this?” Big eyes peer up at me from behind fluttering lashes.
Some may mistake the move as innocent, but there’s nothing innocent about Vanessa Bielski.
“Nah, mon soleil.” I apply pressure to the back of her scalp until her lips part and the head of my cock disappears into her mouth.
Warm, wet, perfection. “Like this. I know you can take all of it like a good girl.”
And she does. Opening her throat, the muscles ripple around my cock until her nose brushes my pelvis. Her lips suction tight as she slides her mouth up my shaft.
Without taking a breath, she dives back down, and the constriction of her throat has my leg muscles tensing and my balls aching, ready to blow. “Crisse, you’re so good at that.”
Vibrations from a muffled moan rush through my shaft, and I nearly lose it. My fingers curl tighter in her hair, ripping her off me. A string of saliva and pre-cum connects her swollen lips to the head of my cock. Eyes watering, she sniffles, but smirks. “What’s wrong?”
Yeah, she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.
I shake my head and chuckle. “Nothin’, Ness. Get up here and give me that tight cunt.”
She slips back into my lap. Hand encircling my cock, she lines it up to her entrance and slides the tip inside.
We moan in unison, a symphony of our love filling the room as she pushes back and takes another inch. “Fuck, you’re so big.”
“Yeah? How’s it feel, mon soleil?” My hands find their place on her hips, guiding her to take a few more inches.
Her head tips back, throat muscles bobbing when she moans. “Like you’re gonna rip me in half. Fuck, death by cock. That’s how I wanna go.”
My chuckle turns into a pained groan when she plunges down, causing me to bottom out. “Calvaire, Ness. You feel so damn good.”
She falls into a mind-melting rhythm, pussy squelching as she slides up and down my shaft with ease. Sweat slicks her skin, and her small tits bounce in my face every time she rises onto her knees. I can’t help but cup one in my hand and feed the nipple into my mouth.
Her inner walls clamp around me when I bite her breast, not breaking the skin, just causing a slight pinch.
“More,” she whines, slamming her hips down until the tip of my cock hits her cervix. Her fingers wrap around my wrist and guide my hand to her ass, the fingers resting against her back entrance. “Please, Luc.”
“Yeah?”
Her head bobs up and down, and she presses my fingers to the tight pucker between her pert cheeks.
Bringing my hand to her mouth, my pointer finger rests against her lips. “Get it nice and wet.”
Obeying, she sucks my finger into her mouth, twirling her tongue around it until it’s coated in a sheen of saliva.
I bring my hand back to the crack of her ass, swirling the slippery digit around her forbidden hole. Vanessa’s mouth falls open on a pleasure-filled cry when my fingertip slips past the tight ring of muscle.
Her cunt locks around me, and it takes everything in me not to fill her with my seed right here and now.
Hoping to prolong her orgasm, I growl, “Gonna fuck you here one day. Own every part of you, just like you own every part of me, mon soleil.”
Hot breaths puff against my lips when she leans her forehead against mine, eyes hazy with lust. “No time like the present, big guy.”
Carnal energy rushes over my body, and I flip us. Vanessa lands on her back with an oomph, wide eyes staring up at me.
“You sure? I’m big, remember?”
A crooked smirk curves her lips. “Oh, I remember. I trust you, Luc.” She cups my face, and I lean into the touch.
“We need lube. Lots of lube.” Rolling to her side, my cock slips out of her heat and slaps against my lower stomach.
Ness opens the drawer of the nightstand and grabs a small, clear bottle, but I have other plans for her first.
Belly hitting the mattress, I toss her leg over my shoulder and bury my face in her cunt. Sweet as candy with a hint of salt, her flavor coats my tongue as I swipe with relentless force, licking her from bottom to top. “Tu as un go?t incroyable.”
One hand cups her ass cheek, holding her steady while I feast. The other slides up her stomach to cup her breast, pinching and rolling the nipple between my fingers.
I press my thumb to her tight pucker, and Vanessa’s back bows.
Her throaty cry has my ears twitching. My index finger slips into her pussy, and my lips seal around her clit.
“Oh, fuck, Luc! I’m gonna come!” Vanessa wails.
I roll my hips into the mattress, searching for any little bit of friction to relieve the ache in my throbbing cock. Pre-cum soaks the sheets beneath me.
As the tip of my thumb breaches her ass, my mate spirals into oblivion. I suck the sensitive bundle of nerves and hold my finger in her pussy until her back hits the mattress again. A soft sigh leaves her mouth.
Straightening to my knees, I skim over her flushed skin up to her face. Lids closed and a dreamy smile on her lips. “Had enough?” I ask, massaging my hands up and down her thighs.
Her eyes spring open, and she tosses me the lube bottle. “Not even close.”
I nearly swallow my tongue when she cups her knees and spreads herself open for me. Like my personal holy grail, her pussy is pink and glistening, her ass spit-slicked and gaping slightly. Arousal drips from her opening down to the crack of her ass.
One thing I admire about Vanessa is how comfortable she is in her own skin and how unapologetic she is about her sexual appetite.
“Fuck my ass, Luc.” Her rasped command snaps me out of my stupor, and I flip open the cap on the lube.
A stream of clear liquid falls onto her puckered entrance, making Vanessa quiver. “As you wish, mon soleil.”
After dousing my cock in an ample amount of lube, too, I line the head up to her back hole. My eyes lift to find endless burgundy pools. “Ready?”