Chapter Sixteen #2
I tried to pull my shirt off in one motion but it was Theo’s turn to tease as he caught the fabric and ensured the shirt was racked up torturously slowly, brushing against my nipples as they hardened into little peaks in anticipation.
I didn’t fight him as he left the bundled-up shirt on me; both of us were more interested in my revealed cleavage and what could be done to it.
First, Theo tasted me with his tongue, leaving wet tracks behind, making me shiver at the sensation of his saliva cooling on my skin.
He circled the rosy areolas with his tongue and kissed my nipples, then added his fingers to the mix, caressing, pinching, scratching, until I was lost in the sensation.
My eyes fell closed and my mouth opened in a continuous O of pleasure.
The vampire made sure I was an oversensitive mess, every inch of my boobs throbbing for more, nerve endings like fireworks just waiting to be set off, then he looked at me from under his pretty lashes.
“Victoria, look at me.”
Only when I met his gaze he opened his mouth wide, letting me see the light glinting off his fangs before he bit down.
I arched under his hands with a cry. The feeling of his fangs sinking into the sensitive side of my breast was too much for a second before it became just right.
“Oh... that’s...” I didn’t have words for the sensation.
Matthias used his sharp fangs to open my skin but he didn’t bite into my wrist, only lapping at the flowing blood.
Theo went a step further by actually biting me.
The sharp pinch was... interesting. A wave of heat spread through my body from that point and the pain only underscored the pleasure.
Theo pulled off me sooner than I wanted and I made a short sound of loss when his fangs left me.
The vampire lapped at the one drop of blood that followed the curve of my breast then lavished attention on the wound until it was completely closed, not a sign of two fangs piercing my skin left behind.
That was a shame, I wanted to have marks to remember him by. Maybe I could ask him or Matthias or Tristan to leave some other kinds of marks on me one day...
“What do I taste like?” I asked breathlessly.
“Like dreams... and sunshine, and being together under a warm blanket on a cold night, and—” Theo said, his voice starting slow but gaining speed as he started listing a hundred examples of things I did not expect.
I was stunned by the never-ending list. How could I taste like the sea after a storm? The brightness of sunflower’s petals?
Those weren’t things you could taste.
But they were emotions, blissful moments of happiness, and each one of them rendered my heart open, because I wanted to be all that to Theo.
When he mentioned chocolate-covered strawberries from earlier in the night as one of those happy moments I broke.
I pulled him into a kiss. He squeaked in surprise and, as his fangs were still out and I wasn’t careful enough, I nicked my tongue on one of the sharp points.
The additional taste of my blood in the kiss made Theo lose all inhibitions.
He kissed me as if he wanted to meld into one with me.
His tongue explored every inch of me, lips sliding against mine in a filthy dance.
His hands found purchase on my breasts, kneading the soft flesh and sending even more sparks of pleasure down my spine.
“Fuck me, please,” I gasped out when I finally had to tear myself away from him or risk suffocating. The vampire didn’t need to breathe but I sure did!
Theo just nodded and went to work, tearing at my clothes. It was satisfying that I could turn him into a bumbling mess or make him speechless. In no time I was extracted out of my lower garments, though neither of us bothered with getting rid of the shirt bunching around my armpits.
The fresh blood did what it was supposed to do and Theo stood tall and proud, his cock slender and almost pretty. I knew it was going to feel so good inside of me.
“Victoria?”
“Yes, Theo?”
“I’m going to fuck your brains out.”
I didn’t have time to gasp at the filthy declaration delivered with an innocent smile as Theo’s cock slammed into me.
Like water brought to the boiling point, the earlier teasing turned into the vampire putting all his pent-up horniness to good use.
He was touching me everywhere he could, inside and outside.
Hands wormed under my back to trace my spine while my front was attacked by insistent kisses, nips of teeth, lips sucking hickeys into every bit of skin Theo could reach.
I responded in kind, reaching back, running my hands through his blond hair, biting his ear, dragging my nails down his back making him shudder and buck into me.
My pussy throbbed at the frenzy of Theo’s thrusts and welcomed his cock with the heat and wetness of my arousal.
I was glad Matthias talked dirty about breeding me because thanks to that I knew Theo couldn’t make me pregnant and I could properly enjoy this moment.
“Fill me up,” I goaded. “I want to feel you come inside of me.”
“You first, beautiful. I want to watch you lose yourself,” Theo panted out.
Well, we were at an impasse because I wanted to watch him too.
“Together,” I groaned out and pulled at his hips, encouraging Theo to fuck me even harder. “Let’s come together.”
Theo bit his lip, his eyes filled with dark desperation as if just those words made him scramble for control to not come on the spot. He didn’t have to wait long though; I felt my own orgasm approaching like a freight train.
“Now!” I keened and let myself go.
Keeping my eyes open to watch how Theo’s rhythm stuttered as he let out a sharp cry was hard. I was submerged in the bliss of my own climax but I stubbornly kept my blown pupils trained on my lover’s slack-jawed expression of bliss.
Both of us being a mess and clinging to each other for dear life felt so intimate. I wanted to remember this moment forever.
We lay entwined with each other for a long time before we went to clean ourselves up.
When we got back to bed I herded Theo under the blanket, wrapping myself around him before I closed my eyes.
You taste like falling asleep together, was one of the things Theo said during his half-crazed monologue.
My new resolution was to make all the dreamy, happy moments he mentioned a reality.