Immortal Cravings: Of Sin And Blood

THE MOST SCANDALOUS MADNESS

FREDRICK

Her p***y feels like heaven and sin wrapped around me, tight and slippery, her walls squeezing my c**k like a vice.

Damn. I swear I can't f*****g get enough of her.

My head falls back in pleasure as she starts riding me hard, her hands braced on my shoulders, her nails digging bloody crescents into my skin, her breasts bouncing wildly against my chest. I thrust up as much as the chains allow me, my balls meeting every filthy slam of her hips against mine.

“Harder you horny toy,” she commands in a breathy voice and I start thrusting as hard as I can. She moans and bites my shoulder, a deep pleasure bite that instantly has my vision turning hazy.

Fuck.

“Your blood is the best I have ever tasted,” she moans again and continues riding me harder, pushing me closer to the edge again.

“You are f*****g perfect,” I growl, pounding up into her with everything I have. “Keep using me. I am your secret pleasure slave. I am all yours.”

“That's right,” she moans, still riding me faster, her c**t grinding against every thrust of my c**k. Her dagger cuts me again across my chest and I groan in pleasure, her tongue lapping at my blood while she continues bouncing on my c**k.

“Your body is mine,” she licks my blood again. “You are my filthy chained pet so keeping f*****g your mistress like you f*****g mean it or I will keep you chained here for weeks while I sit on your face and edge you every night. Do you understand?”

“Yes mistress,” Her filthy threat spurs me on together with the sight of her blood-stained lips and her perfect tight p***y taking me so greedily.

Fuck. This is the most scandalous madness I have ever experienced. The vampire queen’s own sister f*****g a captured enemy within these palace walls.

“Time to flip the fun,” she smirks and suddenly pulls off. Next, she turns around, giving me a full view of her spotless back and ass before she slams back onto my c**k again, reverse riding me, her perfect ass jiggling with every slam of my c**k.

Dear God. I feel like I am totally losing my mind.

One of her hands reaches back and holds her dagger to my throat while her other hand starts rubbing her c**t furiously.

“Look at my ass taking your enemy c**k,” she taunts over her shoulder. “If my sister knew I was letting you spill inside me, the scandal would rock this kingdom.”

“Then I am glad it's our little secret,” I taunt back.

She chuckles and slightly cuts the skin of my neck with the dagger, the cut spreading more ripples of pleasure inside me.

Fuck.

The danger, the magic, the pure filth of this twisted desire between us… it’s too much and I can feel my balls tightening.

I am close.

“Mistress,” I groan. “Please I am—”

“Come for me,” she commands, her p***y sinking down fully and clenching hard around my c**k.

“f**k!” I explode with a broken grunt, my orgasm tearing through me, thick ropes of my c*m flooding her p***y and leaking out around my c**k. The orgasm seems endless, intensified by her dagger still pressed to the skin of my neck.

“Oh f**k,” she suddenly moans and I feel her p***y clenching around me once more, her own climax hitting her as she keeps feeling my c**k pumping deeply inside her. She grinds back slowly, drawing out her own orgasm, her walls gripping my c**k tight and milking every drop of my c*m until her shuddering body finally relaxes.

Holy hell.

For a long moment, we stay locked together, panting hard, my c*m dripping out of her p***y and streaming down my own balls.

Next, she turns and kisses me fiercely, biting my lip and drinking the blood.

“That was an amazing f**k,” she says breathlessly and unclenches her p***y, allowing my spent c**k to slip out freely and I watch as my c*m drips down her thighs. Her fingers swipe up the flow and she lifts those coated fingers to her mouth, her tongue slipping out and licking every single one of them.

Fuck.

Done licking her fingers, she presses her soft body against mine while her wet fingers stroke my hair and chest, her equally wet tongue tracing and healing every cut and bite mark on my skin.

“You are mine,” she murmurs softly, her tongue flicking over my left n****e. “You belong to me only and that will never change.”

I close my eyes, wishing I can wrap my arms around her and pull her closer despite all the crazy things that have happened between us.

I should hate her. I should despise her.

But I don’t.

Which is even more f****d up than being her personal pleasure slave.

Worse, I think I am already addicted to this scandalous, dangerous woman who owns me now.

“You are going to be the death of me,” I confess hoarsely, kissing her forehead.

“I think you are going to be the death of me too,” She smiles against my skin, her fangs grazing me lightly.

This is madness. Pure madness.

But I have never felt more alive than the way I am feeling right now.

And the best, f****d up part?

I don't regret it.