Page 67 of The Vampire Oracle
“What? Why?” she asked as I moved to start the bath water for her. My shirt got wet, causing me to just take it off. “Are you joining me?”
“Wasn’t the plan,” I said.
“Do you not… want me or something?” she asked, drawing my eyes to her. I stood as the tub began to fill with hot water. Her thighs spread as I got closer to her. I moved to her, pressing myself between her thighs, cores lining up. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment before she looked up at me.
“When I fuck you,” I said in a heavy voice, reaching down and pulling her into me more. “I want you to be exhausted over my cock. I want to make you scream over and over while I hold my cum in.”
A noise escaped her.
“My cum is yours,” I told her, lips brushing her. “You’ll have it soon.”
“You like... to edge yourself?” she asked almost breathlessly.
I nodded slightly. “Until I’m begging for your pussy.”
The real reason for my holding back came out. Yeah, she was exhausted, but I liked how painful my cock felt thinking about her.
Kier liked pain to his body, while I liked pain to my cock.
“Won’t that hurt too much?” she asked.
Very. But I grabbed her fingers and pushed them against the bottom side of my cock. I rubbed her finger back and forth, enjoying it a bit. Until she gasped.
She felt my piercings.
“So, you’re going be a good girl, relax. I’ll bring you food, and you’ll eat. Got it?”
She nodded, swallowing hard. But she nodded.
I helped her get into the bath, realizing I had to rub her other thigh still. She adjusted the water, dropping in some Epsom salt and a bath bomb into the water.
“I’ll be back,” I told her.
“Okay,” she muttered.
I left the room, going downstairs. I wanted desperately not to wash my hands, but I knew I had to. Gross of me, right?
I washed my hands before preparing her a snack. I knew for sure we were going to eat out today because none of us could cook though she was teaching Beck right now.
I wanted her to be my teacher, wanted to be on my knees eating her out while she cooked, then fucking her on the counter while we burnt up food.
I gathered a few of the fruit she loved and some water bottles before going back up with my plate. In her bathroom, her eyes were closed, the water off as she relaxed.
Her metal arm was black out, outstretched behind her head a bit.
I set down the snacks on a small stool next to the tub. My hand reached into the hot water and began massaging her thighs.
Her eyes opened as she looked at me. But we worked in silence. She ate while I rubbed her whole down. Then she wasn’t groaning too much; I took a watermelon sugar scrub and slathered it on her body.
“You guys are the only people that have ever done this for me,” she muttered, eyes closed.
I smirked. “I told you to stay around us, Sal. We aren’t horrible people. Just have horrible secrets.”
“So do I.”
I looked up at her, studying her beautiful face. “You’re so beautiful,” I blurted.
She sat up, chuckling. “Another thing you guys do.”