Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97229 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97229 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“You want my teeth right here, don’t you?” he asked, deliberately running his fangs across the marks.
Yes, please, I thought and I saw his smirk in my mind.
“You know what hurts more than a fast hard bite?” he whispered. “Being pierced really, really slowly.”
I knew what he meant when he pressed his teeth in the wounds, just hard enough to freshly break the skin. There was no sharp stab and then sucking, more like a poised torture of the flesh.
I gritted my teeth as he pinched just a little bit harder. I felt blood trickling around my nipple, but he didn’t suck, just lapped it up with his tongue.
My breaths quickened because it hurt so much. I cried out as he clenched just a little bit harder, still bucking up with my hips, even though there was nothing to greet me. He gripped my wrists tighter as he sank his fangs in further, but the endorphins were flooding through me now. My cries turned to moans.
His lips were bloody as he pulled his teasing fangs free and looked up at me.
“Can you even begin to imagine how much it’s going to hurt if I pierce your pussy this slowly? That’s how I like it, little one. I like to draw out the pain as long as possible to make the contrast so… desperate.”
“Show me,” I said. “I don’t want to imagine it, I want to feel it.”
“What have I told you before about patience?”
I smiled up at the ceiling, heady on lust.
“I don’t have a lot of patience left. You’re driving me insane.”
“There’s a lot more left yet, sweetheart. Your impatience is going to have to shut up and take it.”
He bit me again, harder and quicker this time, with no warning as he sank his teeth into a part of my breast without any marks. Fresh wounds. Fresh pain that spiked through me.
“Fuck!” I arched my back, pushed against the pain. “More,” I said, whining. “I need it.”
“Yes, but you also need plenty of blood left,” he said when he finished sucking. “I’ll be taking a lot more before we’re done.”
He sunk his fangs into my other tit in one stabbing bite. My head flew back and I cried out, soon moaning as he sucked and drank from me.
I hissed with pleasure as he withdrew his fangs.
He was so pleased with me. I could feel his pleasure coming from his very soul.
“You love being pain drunk, don’t you?”
I let out a breath. “God yes. It drives me crazy.”
“Yet another reason we’re fated mates. I’m desperate to bite, you’re desperate to bleed.”
I was heady enough to grin.
He licked up a trail of blood that was running down my tit. “You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”
A strange thought came into my head.
“What about when I’m a vampire myself? Will we still be able to play like this?”
His eyes were so green. Like bright emeralds in the lamplight.
“We’ll still be able to play, but it’ll be different. The sensations will be a lot more even.”
“Maybe I should hold back a little while, then. I want to experience everything there is to know.”
“I’ll milk you dry of sweet human blood as long as you want me to,” he said. “Don’t worry about that.”
I could’ve spent years right there on his bed while he played with me. I could’ve been pain drunk for months at a time and adored every second, coasting on waves of hurt and need.
I moaned again as his bloody lips kissed a hot path down my stomach and my clit sizzled, his mouth so close, his hot breath on my pussy. I braced myself once again, but no. He ran his tongue over the bites on my thighs and I cried out when he sunk his teeth in afresh. Cried out and tried to clench my thighs together.
“Stay spread,” he growled with a bloody mouth.
My skin was awash with smears of red when he sank his teeth back in, and I felt so free as I bled. It felt so liberating as he sucked at me, leaving all the pain behind.
"You look so beautiful,” he said when he pushed from the bed.
I watched him undress and he watched me smear blood over my tits, keeping my legs spread for him as he kicked his pants away and climbed back on the bed with his hard-on raging.
“You’re not looking so bad yourself,” I said, barely able to take my eyes from his cock.
“How about you show me what a good girl you can be, and I’ll show you what the dirty bite is?”
“I’ll be a good girl, don’t you worry,” I told him with a naughty grin.
I really was pain drunk. I hitched myself so my pussy was spread wet and wide, ready without him so much as laying a finger on my clit to get the sparks flying. I didn’t need them.