in my mouth, but I couldn’t manage to get my voice working, so I closed my mouth and tried to slow the beating of my heart. I felt his power vibrating at the edges of my aura, pushing at my skin, calling to my own magic. It was heady and inviting. I found myself breathing deeper, drawing the scent of his power into me, and letting it coil around my magic. The punctures in the bite mark left by the Hunter began to pulse, answering Andre’s call. I felt them pulsating throughout my body, making me squirm.
With control I have never seen before, he let go of both the table and the bench and lowered himself down onto me, his hips settling comfortably between my legs. His hand reached back and slid down my thigh until he caught the hem of my skirt. He pushed it slowly up my hips, the tight leather fighting for every inch, until it circled loosely at my waist, giving my legs more room. I opened to him before I caught myself and he pushed his hips into me, rocking my hips back a little until I could feel the swell of his groin pressing into my crotch.
“You’ve fed tonight,” I managed, my voice rough with nerves and a little excitement. His lips spread in a slow smile until I saw the tips of his fangs. I remembered a similar smile on the face of the Hunter. A tremor shook my body, making me rub against Andre. The cotton of his t-shirt was soft and cool against my bare breasts and stomach, while the leather of his pants was rough against the tender flesh of my thighs.
“Not nearly enough,” he answered. It took me a moment to remember what I had said, but when it registered what he was hoping for, I was glad the dark of the booth hid the blush that colored my cheeks. But he could hear the beat of my thundering heart and feel the heat rush through my body. A hungry growl rumbled from him as he traced his nails along the outside of my thigh with one hand. He was holding himself up with the flat of his other forearm. The blue black curls hung around my face like a storm cloud, giving us a false sense of privacy.
He bent his head forward until I felt his breath hot against my shoulder. He pressed the flat of his tongue against the mark, licking slow and deep, my blood coming away red on his tongue. It was a little rough, but it was full of promises of things to come. I heard him swallow and closed my eyes as his tongue reached out again, massaging the muscle, encouraging the blood, encouraging my body. The muscles deep inside of me contracted, feeling his tongue deep inside of me rather than at my shoulder. I rocked my hips back, grinding into the hard cock pressing against me.
“Andre,” I whispered, biting my lip to stop myself. I had never let a vampire feed from me, hell I had never met a vampire before tonight. But I couldn’t help but think about the Hunter and how good his bite had felt. How the magic had ravaged our bodies as he drew on my blood. The tips of my nipples hardened and things low in my body clenched at the memories and yet it hadn’t been enough. And now, feeling Andre work the teasing bite, not even puncturing me yet, was starting to make me writhe for more. Vampires were supposed to be able to control their magic and make their bite euphoric, just another weapon in their arsenal. I realized I wanted to feel his bite as his power was already starting to make me lightheaded with need. What had happened to me tonight? Who had I become?
“Yes,” he hissed, watching the thoughts race across my face. I knew if I thought about it much longer, I was going to lose my nerve. I tilted my chin and brought my face closer to his, pressing my lips to his. They were surprisingly warm, but he did say he had fed already. The full weight of his body pressed into me as he returned my kiss, his lips forming around mine, his tongue seeking mine. I reached up and slipped my hands into that soft mane of hair, gripping tightly. I wrapped my legs around him, happy for the width of the bench, and rubbed myself against
With control I have never seen before, he let go of both the table and the bench and lowered himself down onto me, his hips settling comfortably between my legs. His hand reached back and slid down my thigh until he caught the hem of my skirt. He pushed it slowly up my hips, the tight leather fighting for every inch, until it circled loosely at my waist, giving my legs more room. I opened to him before I caught myself and he pushed his hips into me, rocking my hips back a little until I could feel the swell of his groin pressing into my crotch.
“You’ve fed tonight,” I managed, my voice rough with nerves and a little excitement. His lips spread in a slow smile until I saw the tips of his fangs. I remembered a similar smile on the face of the Hunter. A tremor shook my body, making me rub against Andre. The cotton of his t-shirt was soft and cool against my bare breasts and stomach, while the leather of his pants was rough against the tender flesh of my thighs.
“Not nearly enough,” he answered. It took me a moment to remember what I had said, but when it registered what he was hoping for, I was glad the dark of the booth hid the blush that colored my cheeks. But he could hear the beat of my thundering heart and feel the heat rush through my body. A hungry growl rumbled from him as he traced his nails along the outside of my thigh with one hand. He was holding himself up with the flat of his other forearm. The blue black curls hung around my face like a storm cloud, giving us a false sense of privacy.
He bent his head forward until I felt his breath hot against my shoulder. He pressed the flat of his tongue against the mark, licking slow and deep, my blood coming away red on his tongue. It was a little rough, but it was full of promises of things to come. I heard him swallow and closed my eyes as his tongue reached out again, massaging the muscle, encouraging the blood, encouraging my body. The muscles deep inside of me contracted, feeling his tongue deep inside of me rather than at my shoulder. I rocked my hips back, grinding into the hard cock pressing against me.
“Andre,” I whispered, biting my lip to stop myself. I had never let a vampire feed from me, hell I had never met a vampire before tonight. But I couldn’t help but think about the Hunter and how good his bite had felt. How the magic had ravaged our bodies as he drew on my blood. The tips of my nipples hardened and things low in my body clenched at the memories and yet it hadn’t been enough. And now, feeling Andre work the teasing bite, not even puncturing me yet, was starting to make me writhe for more. Vampires were supposed to be able to control their magic and make their bite euphoric, just another weapon in their arsenal. I realized I wanted to feel his bite as his power was already starting to make me lightheaded with need. What had happened to me tonight? Who had I become?
“Yes,” he hissed, watching the thoughts race across my face. I knew if I thought about it much longer, I was going to lose my nerve. I tilted my chin and brought my face closer to his, pressing my lips to his. They were surprisingly warm, but he did say he had fed already. The full weight of his body pressed into me as he returned my kiss, his lips forming around mine, his tongue seeking mine. I reached up and slipped my hands into that soft mane of hair, gripping tightly. I wrapped my legs around him, happy for the width of the bench, and rubbed myself against
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