Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

She threw her head back at him in pleasure, resting against his chest, pushing herself further against his dick again, earning a groan from him.

Her gaze was fixed on him, but his gaze were fixed on her breasts with longing. She looked down at herself, at her raising and falling chest, full breasts and hardened nipples as she let out short breathy pants.

She bite her lips, resting back against him, losing herself in the pleasure of what his hands and gaze were doing to her.

One cold hand moved over her hardened nipple and she flinched when his finger twisted one, her eyes flying open quickly.

“Fucking wet,” she heard him groan, his low moans slipping through her ears, spiking her arousal, making her walls clenched around his fast moving fingers.

“Can you feel how hard I am for you?”

“Hmm hmm,” she managed a sloppy nod.

His fingers moved deep inside her, one part of his palm jamming v

her clit in the process with each thrust, her arousal making the process slick and smooth.

Her head buzzed with plesure.

Her whole body trembling slightly, she rocked against his hand.

She could feel herself getting there, that peak, that sensation that was about to shake her whole being.

Then he stopped.

What?!

He stopped, abruptly pulling out his hand from her. Before she could protest, or whine at the loss, he was pulling her up and settling her above his dick, moving her slightly, guiding her till he was buried deep inside her.

He was big, but this wasn’t the first time, so she took it in, biting her lips to suppress a gasp, giving her body a second to readjust to this pleasurable new presence.

Then, she moved herself up and down his length, her walls clenching right around his dick, her breasts bouncing slightly.

He moved along with her too, one hand on a breast, pulling her closer to him, the other back down on her clit, rubbing it ferociously.

“Claim me, Ivy,” he said with urgency.

She could feel his dick twitching in her, throbbing.

“Mmm– mi– mine,” she stuttered through trembling lips, her body quivering.

The fact that she could still even understand what he was saying was a wonder.

She was near. She could feel her orgasm taking slow control, like a web waiting to be fully connected before it all shattered. Her whole body growing taut with anticipation.

“Y-yours,” Chris moaned into her ears and that alluring sound from him sent a tingling fire right down to her core that was already being assaulted by his fingers. She slid down on him, losing her fight against the pleasure that suddenly took strength away from her legs, leaving her to no longer able to stay on her kneels and ride him, his dick burying completely into her as a result, hitting a spot.

Her eyes rolled shut, and she felt back into him, her hands clenching against his thighs, her lips parted wide open to moan into the night but she felt a sharp pain that immediately stiffled the sound.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Fangs sank into her neck.

Pain.

Then barely a second later.

Please.

Utmost pleasure.

It was several times more than anything she had ever felt.

She shook above him uncontrollably, her body witnessing something she had never felt before, as the pleasure jerked in different ways, forward mostly.

He pulled her firmly back to himself with the hand he still had firmly holding a full breast, seeming not to able to get enough.

Her blood.

It was everything he had imagined and more.

It tasted like ecstasy, exploding on his taste buds, quenching his thirst that felt like he had for centuries.

A thirst he didn’t even know existed.

Accompanied by her arousal that was thick in the air, and his lust for her that had now completely taken over, his bloodlust was growing.

The only thing he wanted now was more.

More of her blood.

More of her body.

MORE.

So he took it.

He could hear small feverish moans from her lips as he thrusted into her through her orgasm, not stopping, his finger rubbling against her wet core, ambushing her in all ways, making her wriggle desperately.

Was she begging for more or telling him to stop? He didn’t know.

His lust grew even more and he knew he had to control his bloodlust now.

Anymore and he might just kill her. She wouldn’t even know if she was dying right now, she would be too high on orgasms to know.

Fear rushed down his lungs at the possibility that he could kill her.

He had to stop. He had to stop right now! He had wanted this first moment of him feeding from her to be about her, to give her immerse pleasure while he didn’t take too much.

But this bond that they shared…

He must stop!

Despite being a Pureblood vampire who has had many years to master control, it wasn’t easy to stop himself.

But he quickly did, retracting his fangs, then quickly licking the holes he had punctured into her neck, wiping the blood away and sealing back her skin.

Completely healing her.

Then he felt his body jolt.

He could no longer hold back.

More small feverish moans slipped through her lips, before her mouth was wide open again, as she moaned into the night.

Too many things were happening.

She could feel Chris cold tongue against her neck, then she felt warm liquid filled her up, she quivered, trembling against him as she shrugged forward from the aftermath of her orgasm that had now been heightened ten times by him feeding from her and cumming in her. She rocked back and forth against him, and he pulled her closer, feeling her with every bit of his seed.

Finally, she was able to regain her voice, audible pants made it out of her lips, her chest raising and falling as she collapsed and trembled above him.

“That was good, my love.” She could hear Chris praising her as her body fell into a strange weakness, making her limp in his tight embrace.

“So fucking good.”