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"So very pretty."
He had leaned over me, and said his praise right against my lips. He was pressing down against my breast, and the wet fabric over my nipples shifted enough that I could finally feel his skin on mine. He slid his cock back up and down over the silk covering my opening a few times. It was maddening. When he finally pulled the scarf away, I breathed out a sigh of relief that immediately turned into a cry. He pushed his cock inside me fast, faster than I had expected, and stole my breath away. After the teasing of the past minutes—was it only minutes? It felt like hours—to finally have him thrusting into me, strong and steady, sent my body crashing into a wave of pleasure I hadn't felt rising.
He stilled for a minute, riding the wave with me as I contracted around his cock, and when my orgasm had subsided he picked up right where he had stopped, his rhythm gradually gaining momentum. I would have thought I'd be sore, but all I felt was pleasure as he ground into me, and the wave started rising again. Legs raised high, I tried to accompany his tempo and accentuate his movements. I wished I could have held on to him, touched him, watched him just as I knew he was watching me. I must have voiced the thought, because he reached over and untied my wrists, then pulled away the blindfold. The intensity of his gaze was beyond words, and I couldn't tear my eyes away. I clutched at his shoulders, locked my legs behind him, trying in the same instant to prolong the moment and reach that growing pleasure that promised to crash down on me harder than the first time.
All it took, in the end, was to see Anando's features as his own orgasm swept him. He was ... radiant. I don't think there's another word. Radiant and beautiful. He was pulsing inside me, pressing on that elusive spot that can make me see stars. I blacked out.
I slept there, in his arms, and woke up in the morning to the feel of him slowly, so very slowly taking me from behind, his hands playing over my body without the restraint he had shown earlier in the night. This time, I came when he bit my shoulder and took a little blood from me. The feeling was everything I had expected, yet it paled in comparison to what Anando had shown me earlier.
He offered me breakfast, later, and we made small talk that was surprisingly not uncomfortable. When it was time for me to leave, he called a cab, and wove around my neck one of the scarves that had held my arms. He kissed me, smiled at me, and as I left he asked me what I would pick from the box next time.
I didn't answer then, mostly because I didn't think there would be a next time. As fantastic as last night was, as fascinated by vampires as I am, that was never what I wanted. I went to the club to find a vamp and satisfy my curiosity on what it would be like. I never intended for it to be anything more than a night and a bite, but if I went back it'd be a lot more than that, eventually, I'm sure of it.
But now that I have recalled all of this for you, now that I have relived it, I...
Help me, Lady Aphrodite, but how could I not go back?
The End
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All Things Except Blood
Vampire Eyrin lives in a world in which her kind seals pacts with humans and protect them from fearsome demons in exchange for blood. She is one of her clan's strongest fighters, until the night when she is gravely wounded, in both her flesh and spirit. Disfigured, she hides from all and refuses to feed.
Returning to the lair, her human lover Ian is shocked to discover her condition but resolute to show her she is still as beautiful in his eyes. He offers her blood and comfort, causing Eyrin to do the one thing forbidden to Childer—take his life.
When Ian awakens a vampire, sired not by her but by the clan's Master instead, Eyrin reluctantly takes on the task of teaching him about his new existence. But her guilt over killing him makes this responsibility a heavy burden for Eyrin, and the new relationship they forge is a far cry from the one they used to share. Will Ian be able to reach out for her again, or will she keep her door and heart locked to him?
Rating—Sultry
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