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it was all I was capable of, “Do you ever do good old fashioned fucking? Not that I’m complaining, just wondering?”
    He laughed in that low sexy way while releasing my wrists from the cuffs. He started massaging me again and it was a fight to open my eyes.
    “We’ll get around to the good old fashioned way but first I want to fuck your mouth and feel your lips and tongue on my cock.”
    He rose from the bed and unsnapped the top of his jeans, lowering the zipper; the rasp so fucking sexy I almost came again. His erect cock spilled out. My vamp went commando and I needed to get him into a pair of camo BDUs and fulfill one of my favorite fantasies. But right now, it was all about his cock.
    Saliva pooled in my mouth as his pants hit the floor. He grabbed my hips pulling me to the edge of the bed, helping me sit up so my legs straddled his outer thighs. Perfect. He was right where he needed to be and perfect because he was beauty personified. His pierced cock jutted up past his abs and the sight made my pussy gush with more fluid than I thought possible.
    I took a minute to admire his cock. He had two piercings; one a Prince Albert, and the other, a ring under the head passing through the skin at the seam. I wanted that ring inside my pussy but all good things have a place and time. Right now, it was time to taste.
    I trailed my fingers down his abs, following his oh so kissable V. He was hairless. I’d never given head to a guy with no hair down there. Trimmed yes, but baby smooth, no. I needed to ask him about his esthetician. He hadn’t grumbled at my short-cropped nether hair but shit, I was willing to go full Brazilian if it would turn him on the way he turned me on. The PA begged for a not so gentle tug. This man liked pain in all the right places.
    I used my tongue and licked the tip of his cock, getting my first taste of the pearly pre cum awaiting my lips. The flavor was nothing short of mind blowing, almost sweet, unlike any guy I’d ever sucked. Ambrosia. Was it just him or were vampires made to be the perfect fuck toy?
    I flicked the upper piercing with my tongue before using my lips to pull. Then I moved downward just slightly and flicked the ring. I was careful so the metal didn’t hit my teeth as I pushed his cock up against his stomach so I could lick the underside all the way to his balls. On the way back to the tip, I used my lips and small bits of suction.
    “God, your teeth, I need your teeth.”
    Yes, he was a biter and when I raked my teeth along his cock, I discovered I was, too—me the wannabe vampire. Using my lips, tongue and teeth, I tasted every inch before drawing him into my mouth. He was big and I wasn’t sure how much I could take. Up until now, he’d resisted touching me but suddenly his hands grasped my head, threading his fingers into my hair.
    “Look at me,” he groaned.
    I lifted my eyes, seeing pure need in his. The gold flakes were almost flashing and I swear they would have lit up the room if it were dark. He flexed his hips, sliding further into my mouth. I could feel the metal against my tongue. He tipped my head a little and went further before slowly drawing out.
    “Hold tight to my hips, little warrior. I need to fuck you.”
    Slow was no longer in his vocabulary. I gagged a few times but he didn’t stop. Relaxing my throat, I breathed through my nose when possible. My nails dug into his skin. He wasn’t gentle and neither was I. He thrust deep one last time, his cock pulsed, and that sugary taste slid down my throat. Fucking bottle it and sell that shit.
    His eyes rolled back and a groan rumbled up from his chest. His lips parted and I could see his fully extended fangs. I wanted them again. I needed them deep in my flesh. Nothing was touching my pussy but suddenly it came alive and trembling waves of my own orgasm consumed me.
    I would never waste my time fucking a human again.

 
Chapter 7
    Somehow, I ended up lying across his chest on the bed. I had no idea