sucked her hard clit into his mouth, his tongue circling around
it, his teeth softly biting into her. She gyrated on his face as
she screamed out in another mind bending orgasm.
Just as she peaked, she sank her own fangs
into the vein in his groin. As he was not used to being penetrated,
he cried out in surprise. He felt his blood gush into her mouth,
and he heard her feed noisily from him. His cock sprang back to
life as he experienced a sexual rush he hadn’t had for many
years.
Roughly he flipped her around so that she was
sitting on top of him. He slid easily into her waiting pussy as she
began to rock over him slowly, grinding herself down on top of him.
He licked the traces of his own blood from her mouth before he
kissed her hard and deep. Her pussy grasped his cock as his fingers
found her hard nipples and cupped her full breasts.
He bounced her on top of his rock hard dick,
indulging in how tight and wet and warm she was around him. She
encouraged him with alternate whispers and screams, commanding him
to fuck her even harder and faster than he was doing. The dance of
seduction and control out the window, he happily complied. He was
still stone drunk on the taste of her and how her blood felt as it
ran through his veins. He could hear her heartbeat thunder in his
ears. His fingers dug into the tender flesh of her ass, forcing
himself further and further inside her with each thrust while he
watched her fangs grow longer and sharper.
“Feed,” he whispered.
She needed no further instruction. Her sharp
teeth penetrated the skin of his neck. It was pain and pleasure in
the very same instant. And he felt her start to come all around him
the minute she began sucking the blood from his neck. She groaned
deep in her throat as she lost control of her body.
He ached to come as well, but he loved how it
felt to be inside her while she fed on him. He waited until she’d
had her fill. His strength stolen, he couldn’t flip her over and
bang her from behind like he wanted. So instead he decided to feed
slowly. His fangs scraped over the tender skin of her neck,
piercing her ever so slightly. He felt her tighten all around him
as he penetrated her, sucking rivulets of blood from her skin. He
did it slowly, causing her to have a mounting orgasm that did not
stop. He fucked her harder at her insistence, until he felt himself
losing control. He shoved himself up deep inside of her as he drank
heavily from her neck.
He fell back against the sofa, spent. She
lifted away slightly to gaze into his eyes. “Bet your other redhead
couldn’t do that,” she murmured, licking away any evidence of blood
from his neck and his chin and his cheek.
He groaned and clutched her to him, prepared
to keep her right where she was while he grew again for another
session of hunger and lust.
And he knew that despite his strong resolve
to walk alone, Lillith was an Ice Queen he’d long to melt much more
than once.
Chapter Four: Tracy Lynn
Lillith proved to be an interesting diversion
for Raven for several weeks. But like anything else, his passion
cooled and he began to yearn for something different. Fortunately
for him, her lust for new blood was just as insatiable, so she did
not cling to him like a forsaken lover as he returned to his
favorite haunt to seek out yet another conquest.
As the summer months crept along, the
oppressive humidity drove people out later and later at night when
it was cooler, which meant he was faced with a lot of new
possibilities. Unfortunately, many of them were young college girls
on the prowl for their next sexual adventure. Though they were ripe
for the picking, he found them boring or worse – annoying. They
were just as willing to pose for a wild girls DVD as they were to
offer their neck to a complete stranger, which made their cheapened
sacrifices of little use to him.
Was it too much to ask for a woman who
understood the true power of her sexuality? They treated their
orgasms like
Frances and Richard Lockridge
David Sherman & Dan Cragg