Immortal Cravings: Of Sin And Blood

LOST IN HIM

VASHA

“Harder!” I demand breathlessly. “f**k me like you own me, Draven! I am all yours tonight!”

“And always,” he smirks and keeps pounding harder into me, his balls smacking against my p***y with every deep thrust. One of his hands fondles my breasts, our bodies moving in sync, our skins slapping against each other with the wet sounds filling the room.

“You are such a messy horny slut already dripping down my c**k,” he growls, his eyes locked on my p***y where we are joined before he looks up at my face. “Tell me who this naughty cunt belongs to.”

“You!” I let out a broken moan. “My body is yours! My blood is yours! Everything I have is yours, Draven!”

His thrusts grow feral, deeper, faster. My nails rake down his back, hard enough to draw his cool blood. I lean up and lick a streak of it, the addictive taste making me crave more of him.

Fuck.

Right then, I feel my body edging towards another orgasm.

“Draven, I—”

“Not yet,” he suddenly slows down his pace and pulls out his c**k before teasing the tip along my entrance, my p***y clenching around nothing.

“What are you doing?!” I whine desperately.

“Beg me for the rest, little w***e,” His dark whisper commands near my ear. “Beg me to f**k you through the night and into the dawn, or I will keep edging you until you are sobbing and offering me even more than your blood and body.”

“Please Draven,” I beg shamelessly. “Please f**k me through the night and into the dawn however you wish. Please.”

“That’s my good girl,” he growls and next, he thrusts into me again and resumes wrecking me nonstop with his c**k.

Dear God.

My thighs tremble with every thrust, my body reaching for the edge again. Without warning, he bites into my neck, savagely drinking my blood while f*****g me into the mattress. I moan in raw ecstasy, the heady combination of his bite and his c**k spiraling me into another earth-shattering orgasm.

“Draven!” I cry out, my p***y walls gripping and pulsing around his thick c**k inside me. Another scream rips out of me when his thumb finds my c**t and starts kneading fast circles there, the rhythm of his thumb intensifying the raw sparks of pleasure rippling through my veins and muscles.

“You feel so damn good. f**k,” He growls and from the breathy rasp in that sound, I can tell he is so close to his release.

“Come for me Draven,” I whisper in a sultry voice. “Show me you belong to me just as much as I belong to you.”

He lets out a guttural groan at my words and hits his orgasm soon after, his c**k jerking and spilling his c*m inside me. The sensation of his release filling me up is out of this world.

Truly and completely out of this world.

Moments later, he partially collapses on top of me, his breaths coming out in ragged pants. His c**k is still buried inside me, some of his c*m leaking out and dripping onto the sheets.

“Is our playtime over?” I tease, breathing raggedly too.

“Not yet,” he smirks and shifts to the side so he can pull me against his chest. I chuckle, letting him tease me with his fangs playfully nipping my shoulder.

“What do you want to do now?” I ask.

“I want to f**k you again with your face buried into the mattress so I can watch your perfect jiggling ass before drinking from your spine,” he replies without any filters.

“You are going to exhaust me.”

“That’s the plan,” he nips my shoulder again, his c**k hardening once more on my thigh.

Next, he rolls me onto my stomach, lifting my hips and sliding his c**k back into me from behind in one smooth thrust.

I gasp at the sensitivity mixed with fresh pleasure, my p***y pushing back against him for more. With a slow deep rhythm, he starts f*****g me, making me moan with every thrust of his giant c**k plunging in and out of me.

Dear God.

“By dawn, you will be marked inside and out,” his hand snakes around my waist and rubs my c**t, making me moan even louder. “You will be addicted to my bite and my c**k forever.”

“I can't wait,” I gasp, the promise in his voice sending a new wave of heat pooling low in my belly as he keeps building me towards another climax again, his fangs grazing the length of my back before sinking into my spine.

“f**k!” I cry out, the sensation from the bite instantly clouding my mind and senses.

I am lost in him.

Forever lost.

His c**k keeps thrusting in and out of me until I finally hit another mindblowing orgasm, my body convulsing with the waves of pleasure tearing through my muscles. He groans, still f*****g me deeper and faster until he finally twitches inside me, his c**k filling my p***y with his release once more.

Moments later, he pulls his c**k out of me, the both of us panting hard and trying to catch our breaths.

“You are incredible,” he says breathlessly, his large hands stroking my back, my hair, my spine. Next, his tongue runs up and down my spine and neck, licking and healing every bite wound with gentle care.

Done healing the wounds, he lies down by my side and pulls me closer, his arms protectively wrapping around me. I rest my head on his chest, floating in bliss, my body feeling both sore and satisfied in the best way.

In the silence of the room, I can hear his heart beating slowly, unlike mine that is beating faster. He is a vampire, I am human, so it is true that his heart isn't beating like mine.

Nevertheless, that contrast between us doesn't matter to me.

What matters is that we are together in each other's arms. What matters is the protective way he is holding me right now like he is ever ready to burn the world for me.

He loves me. He cares for me. He never wants to let me go and he makes me feel cherished and safe.

I love him too.

And I can't help but dream about all the addictive pleasures waiting in the future for us.