Page 45 of Saving Her Vampire
I’m panting with need as I do as he instructed. He sits up slowly with his eyes on me, moves to the bottom of the bed, and slides between my legs. He looks from my pussy to the toy in my hand.
“Feed it into that pretty pussy for me,” he purrs.
Fuck, that’s so hot. His hair is falling into his beautiful eyes as he commands me. His body is rippling as his muscles tense in anticipation. He wants this just as much as I do. I keep my eyes on his face. He follows the toy as I glide it down my stomach, inching closer to where he wants it.
I arch when I thrust it inside me, showing him what I do when I’m alone in my room. I’m wet enough that there is no resistance.
“Look at you stretch,” he says. “It will be a tight fit when I put my cock inside you.”
He strokes my clit with his thumb. “Bash, please,” I beg. I don’t know what I want—more of him.
“Faster, baby,” he says. “When you are about to come, I will sink my teeth inside this sweet thigh while you fuck your pussy with your toy.”
I whimper and close my eyes. “Sebastian.”
“Open your eyes,” he hisses. “You will watch me.”
The pressure builds and builds. His thumb never stops rubbing. Over and over again. My hand continues to move. He leans down so his face is close to my pussy and the moving toy.
“Such a good girl,” he praises. “I want you to come on your toy. Squeeze it; imagine it’s my cock you’re milking.” He scraps his fangs across my skin, and my pussy starts pulsating. “That’s it, baby. Come.”
I thrust hard. I come. Pleasure expands. My hand falters when I feel his teeth slide easily inside my flesh.
There are no words for the sensation of a vampire pulling blood from your body. Shivers rack my body. Electricity travels over my skin. My head thrashes back and forth as another orgasm floods through me, and I yell out in ecstasy.
He pulls back, licking his lips. “Delicious.” His fangs are glistening with my blood. He strokes his hard cock, sliding his hand up and down as I watch. His heavy eyes are focused on my pussy.
I drop the toy on the bed and enjoy the show. His muscles bunch enticingly, making me eager to explore the valleys of his body with my tongue. His hand moves faster.
“You’re beautiful, Sebastian,” I whisper. His full name slips out again without thought.
“Fuck, baby,” he growls. His eyes glow as he comes on my pussy. His hot seed is covering me. “I want my come inside you so bad.” He rubs it all over me. He scoops a few drops off my skin and pushes them inside my pussy, grunting in satisfaction as he does.
It’s so dirty. I love his kind of dirty. That’s where his come is supposed to be, deep inside me forever. I run my finger through the come on my stomach, bring it to my mouth, and suck.
“Yum,” I grin. Bash is torn between laughter and putting my mouth to use again.
“You test my restraint, mate,” he groans.
“I want to break it,” I say.
“You aren’t ready for that.” He shakes his head.
I pout. “Fine,” I sigh. He’s probably right, but I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of telling him.
“Don’t clean off my come. I want to sleep beside you smelling like me.”
“Okay,” I say softly.
He claimed me, maybe not the way I expected, but I’m counting it as a win. He lays at my back, pulling me close. His steady presence and even breathing lull me to the point of sleep. I feel so safe. Before I fall into my dreams, my last thought, which should have been confessed first, was that I’ll tell him in the morning about the text.
Chapter Twelve
Marie
I blink my eyes and find myself staring at Bash. He’s sitting beside me on the bed, holding a cup of coffee. He’s dressed all in black and looks like he’s going on a secret mission.
“What’s going on?” I ask, stretching.