by India Amare
Why did such dirty talk turn me on so much? “Yes, Dray.”
“And you’ll drink from me. I want to feel you sucking me into your mouth while I fuck you.”
“Yes, Dray.” Hell yes, Dray!
“If you come without me I’ll have to keep fucking you until you can come again. And when you’re ready, you’ll give me your wrist so we can come together while drinking. Do you understand?”
The mind picture he just drew for me was intense. “Yes. If I come too quickly you’ll keep going until I’m ready to come again. Either way, I’m to give you my wrist.”
“Good.” He moved back to my breasts, holding his large, muscular body over me, and gave my nipples one last suck, ending in a core clenching nip of his teeth.
My eyes rolled back in my head. “How many times am I going to come tonight?” I already felt wound up and ready to explode again just from the dirty talk and anticipation.
“As many times,” he teased my nipple with his fang, “as you want.” Then he positioned the large head of his cock at my entrance and offered me his throat. “Take me, Rhysa.”
This was it. Everything I’d craved since I met him, since we first drank together and I saw the potential. I sank my teeth back into his skin and sucked his blood deep into my mouth before swallowing, waiting for him to push into me, but he didn’t.
He waited.
The more blood I took the lighter I felt, the higher I got. “God yes. It feels so good when you drink from me.”
So maybe he wasn’t waiting so much as he was savoring.
After what felt like ages but was only moments, he finally pressed the head of his cock inside me. The pressure was exquisite. I couldn’t gasp so instead I sucked harder and rocked my hips to take him deeper.
Just as he promised, he didn’t pump into me or thrust. Instead, he simply sank deeper and deeper. One inch at a time, his cock stretched me wide.
“That’s right, take me,” he moaned. “Open for me and take me deep.”
My core clenched around his invasion, my inner muscles fighting his enormous size. I drank and drank as he overwhelmed me, my clit throbbing and my nipples aching. And then...then he pushed just once and locked our bodies together. All of him inside me.
I moaned against his throat, feeling my orgasm beginning to spin up and knowing it was far too fast to satisfy Dray. So I gave myself over to it, sucking him into me as my inner muscles clamped around his cock.
“That’s it. Come for me. I don’t want this to end just yet.” He rocked his cock even deeper somehow, soothing my clit and bundles of nerves at the same time.
Such pleasure.
And so much more still to come.
When I relaxed, he pulled back, finally free of my clenching core, and eased back in. “So wet and ready.” His strokes grew faster until he found a rhythm we both enjoyed. Each stroke seemed to stretch me wide all over again, one breathtaking thrust after another. “I could fuck you all night. You were made for me. You squeeze my dick just right. I’ve never felt anything like this.”
I began to arch up to meet his thrusts, hoping for a harder impact, for his cock to reach deeper and fill me even more completely while I clung to his back for the leverage I needed to keep drinking from his throat. My nipples slid against his hard, slick chest, stimulating them with each impact of his body against mine.
“This doesn’t have to be the end, Rhysa.” His voice was becoming desperate now. “We can fuck all night and again in the morning before we leave. As much as we can.”
His cock filled me over and over. Each stroke sending me closer to an oblivion I’d never known before.
“There’s so much more to do.” He pressed into my lips. “So much more to explore. Fuck, we’ve barely begun.”
All I could think was yes. I didn’t know if he only meant time or more ways to drink and make love at the same time, but I wanted all of it.
He pounded me now. Mercilessly. His cock thrusting deep inside me with each stroke, stretching me to fit him, the zing of pleasure sending a jolt to my clit and nipples each time.
“Hold your hips still. No rocking. Let me use you.”
I froze, letting him take full control now.
“Give me your hand.” I gave it to him. Let him trap it above my head. “Yes. I like this. You can take a break from drinking if you like.”
I appreciated the request even though I knew it was a demand.
He smiled down at me as I licked my lips. “Your reward.” He took my other hand and placed it above my head as well, then thrust deep, deep inside me.
For the first time I was able to call out his name.
This pleased him even more as he bowed to my nipples. “I missed these.”
With his cock filling me completely, each nip of his teeth on my nipples sent a jolt to my core. But instead of squeezing around nothing, now I squeezed Dray’s invading cock.
“I can feel how much you like this,” he murmured between nips. “I can also feel how wet it makes you. My dick is warm and happy inside your pussy.”
I moaned and arched my breasts to his lips. “Who knew you had such a filthy mouth, Draygus Wren.”
“You bring it out of me. I want to fuck you forever and I want to tell you all about it.” His blue eyes glinted as he bit down. He licked and sucked. “I want to tell you how you make my dick feel more pleasure than I’ve ever felt before. That pounding your sweet pussy is heaven and licking up your arousal made me so high I almost came in my boxers. Feeling you take me inch by inch? I forgot everything but this. Nothing else exists. Just making you come for me and coming for you.”
He bit down again and I rolled my hips.
“Ah, ah.” He pressed a hand to my belly. “No moving. You need to feel me inside you. Feel overwhelmed.”
He switched breasts and clamped my nipple between his fangs. I struggled to remain still but I managed. And my next reward was feeling his already large cock somehow seem to grow.
“I told you there was more to explore,” he murmured against my skin. “So much more.”
I wanted to deny that it was possible, but I couldn’t deny that he was deeper than ever now, and stretching me even wider. I wrapped a hand around the back of his neck. “Oh god, Dray. Oh god.” His invasion was mind blowing. I’d never been so full and desperate for more.
“Shhh, my dear Rhysa. You can handle this. And even more? You’re going to enjoy it when I fuck you even harder. Your pussy is so wet and hot. You’re going to take my dick over and over. You’re going to cry out my name and tell me how much you love it. And then when I tell you, you’ll put your lips on my neck and suck us into orgasm. Do you understand?”
I could barely think, but I understood his commands. Somehow I could focus on those and remember them. “Fuck me, please? Oh please?”
He growled. “I love when you beg.”
He repositioned his body over mine and pulled back, lubricating his cock again, and stroked slow and deep. He was definitely bigger. The stretch was more exquisite now. More breathtaking.
He stroked several times, preparing the way. My body floated higher into the bright light, my orgasm elusive but close, craving his cock to fill me over and over. “I’m going to fuck you now, Rhysa. Hard. And you’re going to wait for me.”
He didn’t wait for an answer. Instead he thrust hard and deep and began to stroke in a punishing rhythm. He filled me completely, stretched me wider than ever, and reached deeper than I thought possible. His body slammed into my clit, sending jolts to my clenching core and aching nipples. He pounded forever and I had to fight back my orgasm. It was there. So close. I ignored the way my inner muscles squeezed him so tight he had to break free to thrust deep all over again. I ignored the way he kept groaning my name or the way every muscle in his body strained to make each thrust more powerful.
I ignored it all until he told me to drink. “Take me, Rhysa. Now.”
In a lightning flash I had my teeth in his skin and his in mine. I moaned
against his throat as my pleasure rocketed, doubling, tripling in magnitude. Hanging, hanging, hanging as he pounded me with his cock...until we both exploded.
My inner muscles clamped down tight as pleasure rocketed out. The point where his body and mine joined was an earthquake. Every muscle in my body tensed and then relaxed as the ecstasy washed over me. I couldn’t see or hear or smell or taste. All I could do was feel myself float off into oblivion with Dray’s cock stretching me to the brink as he pounded into me until he too, collapsed.
Chapter 16
Dray held my hand as we stood outside the gates of the House of Axl, dressed in the traditional dark armor from the basement. “I can’t seem to let go of your hand.”
Last night was amazing. So much more than either of us imagined it might be. And now he was more possessive of me and I of him. We seemed to be bonded as one. “You don’t have to just yet.”
The House of Axl was located in wine country. They had their own vineyard. And the enormous house was a thing of beauty.
I still didn’t want to go in.
Hecta and Andromeda were not pleased with our hands-holding, but they signaled our arrival nonetheless. A moment later the gates opened allowing us to walk up the road to the house that sat on a hill. When we arrived more guards stood outside, with Antyne front and center.
He sneered at Dray. “Lord Wren, you’re either stupider than I thought you were...or braver.”
“I shouldn’t have anything to worry about, should I?”
Antyne flipped his hands out in question, looking around. “Pure blood samhain will follow the customs and codes...but I can’t guarantee the Dregs will.”
This time it was Dray who sneered. “If you can’t control your Dregs maybe you shouldn’t create them.”
Antyne laughed at Dray. “We don’t turn the unwilling.”
Anymore, Dray thought. “I’ll take my chances.”
My grandfather turned to me. “I trust you got excellent grades on your final exams?”
All but one had been posted, all much better than I expected with so little effort applied at the end. “I did, thank you for asking.”
“Well come inside. We have dinner all prepared with the family.” He waved me up the steps.
Dray came with me.
That’s when the guards pulled their swords, pointing them all at Dray.
Antyne turned back. “Lord Wren, I may tolerate you standing outside my home, but you are absolutely not coming through this door alive.”
Dray glared at each guard in turn, daring them to strike. None of them did, thankfully. I had a feeling Dray would have annihilated them with the mood he was in. “When can I pick her up?”
“To do what?”
Dray locked eyes with Antyne. “Hang out.”
The men stood in a glaring contest. Dray’s main goal seemed to be to make it clear that I was to have my freedom and if I didn’t there would be hell to pay. Antyne finally glanced to me. “I hope she’ll stay and get to know all of us for a good long while, but if she wishes to see you, she is free to go.”
I gave Dray’s hand a squeeze. “I’ll be fine.”
He kept staring Antyne down. “Rhysa is a friend of the House of Wren. She better be happy here.”
“The happiest. Come now, Rhysa.”
I turned to Dray when I realized he really, truly couldn’t let me go. “It’s okay. This is where I’m supposed to be. You can go now.” My voice grew quieter until it dropped into a whisper.
The muscles of his neck flexed and his shoulders rolled, but he still didn’t release me.
“Look at me, Dray.”
His eyes finally slid to meet mine. So blue and possessive. Worried. In love.
“Let go.”
His muscles flexed again and his face rippled with frustration. Then one finger at a time he released my hand. “Be safe.”
“I will be.”
He nodded then put his hands up, backing away from the guards.
“Come, Rhysa,” Antyne commanded.
I watched Dray turn and seemingly disappear. I’m safe. You’re not alone.
I smiled knowing we were still connected, then turned and followed my grandfather into the dark entryway of the House of Axl, completely unprepared for what was to come.
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About the Author
India Amare is the author of The Blood Falls series. It’s the pen name of a prolific romance author who finally unleashed the paranormal universe that’s been trapped in her head ever since she snuck a copy of Bram Stoker’s Dracula into the shopping cart when her mom wasn’t looking. (And got in trouble for that!)
After a career studying the long arc of human history she’s often wondered what if…
What if vampires existed. What if magic was real. What if everything we dream about isn’t imaginary after all…
Read The Blood Falls series to delve into this alternate world.
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