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but he pulled back and away, in more
control than I.
    "You've
still got pants on." His voice was so low, so hungry. It made my
pussy ache with such need, I could barely stop from touching myself.
Instead I took hold on my emotions and locked eyes with his as I
unbuttoned my pants. His lips parted as he watched, giving me a
glimpse of those sharp fangs. They looked so much larger than I'd
imagined when I’d felt them. He must have been holding back.
    I
lifted my ass from the cot and pulled the remainder of my clothes
off, panties and all.
    I
kicked them away and spread my knees, on display before him. I'd
never done anything like that for anyone, never felt so bared.
    But
I'd never felt so wanted. He looked at me as though he didn't know
whether to kiss or bite, to caress or devour. I didn't care, I just
needed him to touch me.
    "Alek,"
I said. I could feel the fluids of my arousal on my thighs.
    The
contact was electric. He kissed my neck as his fingers wandered
inwards from my hips, found my wetness, tentatively prodded just a
touch inside before trailing upwards and brushing across my clit. My
heart beat so hard, I was sure he could hear it, could feel it
through the veins in my neck. I leaned into his hand, but he
continued teasing me with light, gentle strokes.
    He
wasn't going to just play me like an instrument again - I had my arms
free. I ran my hands down his sides. He was as firm as he looked, his
skin cool and smooth where it wasn't scarred. Suddenly curious, I
needed to feel his cock, see if it was as cool as the rest of him, or
as hot as his mouth, as searing as the look in his eyes. I tugged at
his pants, undid the button and slid my hand inside.
    Definitely
hot. He groaned as I wrapped my hand around the hard length of it.
"Your pants are in the way," I whispered. He responded by
plunging a finger inside me. My pussy clenched around him and I took
a shuddering breath. He added a second finger and thrust hard enough
to drive the air from my lungs. I grabbed his shoulder with my free
hand, dug my nails in.
    He
stilled. He twisted his fingers around inside, rubbing against my
g-spot, but giving me none of the motion or friction my body
demanded.
    I
squeezed his cock. "Don't toy with me. Get your pants off and
get up on this cot." He bared his fangs in a wicked grin. He
touched my clit with his thumb. Barely a tap. Then again. I wanted to
scream, and still he grinned, watching my face flush, waiting for me
to beg, to lose control.
    I'd
get him first. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him hard. His
tongue ran across the tiny wounds on my lip again, and I felt his
cock twitch in my hand. There was the key.
    I
plunged my tongue into his mouth drew it across the sharp tip of one
of his fangs. It was a very shallow cut, but it bled. It gave him
another taste.
    He
growled into my mouth, the sound deep and animalistic. He withdrew
his fingers and grabbed both of my wrists. With strength that I
realized I had underestimated, he stood and bent me back, pinning my
hands to either side of me on the cot. He sucked on my tongue,
wrestling it with his. I shrank below him; I'd surely provoked him
into action now, and all I could do was hang on. He attacked my mouth
until my toes curled. I didn't realize I'd been whining until he
pulled away.
    "Get
on your back." I scrambled. It wasn't very dignified, but my
pussy throbbed and I couldn't wait another minute to have him inside
me. I spread my legs, spotting his long, hard cock for the first time
as he kicked his pants away. The swollen, purple head glistened with
pre-cum, and I hungered for it. If I wasn't so frantic for him to
fuck me, I would have wrapped my lips around it right then.
    He
knelt between my legs. His eyes blazed down at me as he licked his
lips, cleaning drops of blood.
    "Close
your eyes." He wasn't done with his games. I obeyed, ready to do
anything to get what I so badly needed.
    I
braced myself for his cock, and instead felt his tongue, hot and wet,
sweep my