nipples with his fingers.
“How about the stake through the heart and decapitation?” She slipped her hands to his shoulders and eased his shirt off, revealing the breadth and strength of his upper body.
“We’re more human than most think, which means you better tie me up soon because I can’t resist you for much longer.” He once again held out his hands to be bound.
She grasped one wrist and urged him to lie on the bed. She straddled him as she tied first one wrist and then another to the thick and ornately carved posts of the bed. For good measure, he pulled hard on the bindings, his muscles straining, but her ties held.
Between her legs, his erection pressed up into her as she sat astride him, only the fabric of his pants separating them. He was thick, hard and massive—too much for her to resist. She dragged herself across him, needing something.
He raised his hips, increasing the pressure of him against her and she closed her eyes, rode him a few more times, the friction of the cloth erotic against her nether lips and mons. But it wasn’t enough.
She slipped down his legs and quickly undid his pants, dragging them and his briefs from his body. He had beautiful legs, long and lean. His cock…sweet Lord, his cock was a sight to behold.
“Touch me, Sonja,” he said, a low rumble in his voice.
As she met his gaze a glimmer of otherworldliness brightened the dark brown of his eyes. The vampire, she assumed, and a little tingle of fear crept into her until she reminded herself that he was the one at her mercy right now.
Skimming her hands up his legs, she encircled his erection in one hand and cupped his balls with the other. She stroked and massaged him until he was arching off the bed, wanting more.
She wanted more as well, but not yet. She was rather enjoying being the one in charge. Bending, she licked the head of his cock. He jerked off the bed and growled, the sound wild and uncontrolled.
“I guess you like that,” she teased and offered up another lick as he moaned her name. The wooden posts creaked as he fought against them.
Between her legs, her clitoris throbbed and her vagina clenched on emptiness. Her breasts tingled as they skimmed the soft hair on his thighs.
As she bent and took him into her mouth, swallowing him as far as she could, she reached up and tweaked her own breasts, pushing for her own climax. Moaning around his dick, she sucked and licked him until they were both shaking.
Gregori barely held back his release as he watched her play with herself. Somehow he managed, but he needed her on him. Needed to taste those sweet breasts and take her over the edge with him.
“Ride me, love. I want to come inside you,” he urged.
She sat up then and covered him with her body. She grasped his cock and held it to her center. She was so wet, her juices dripped on him as she slid the head of his cock into her vagina.
He bucked up, wild with the need of her, and drove himself deep inside.
She gasped and sank down on him, grinding her hips roughly as she continued to play with her breasts, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
Gregori lost control to the demon then. With a loud roar, the vampire emerged.
Sonja stopped then to look down at him. The fear was there again, but also something else. Something dangerous. His innocent little teacher wanted to dance with the demon.
“Come here,” he commanded and yanked at the ties, wanting freedom.
Sonja leaned forward and surprised him yet again. She nipped at his lower lip, biting him before moving to offer up her breasts for his kiss.
Gregori latched on to her nipple, sucking and licking and grazing the sharp points of his fangs across the tip, which dragged a ragged gasp from her.
“Do it again,” she said, offering up her other breast for his love bite.
He did as she commanded, lost in the pleasure of her body as she began to move her hips, riding him toward completion. She cradled the back of his skull in her hands to keep him close