She gives into my fangs, going limp between my jaws as I maneuver her as I want her, beneath me. Funny how it seems like we just met which means I'm about to have sex with a stranger. Hilarious how I don't even care. She makes panting noises, hey bright teal eyes telling me that she only wants more. Good, cause that's exactly what I plan to give her. She makes smooth growling noises, enticing me into rougher play.
Our breathing grows ragged as I lick at her teeth and she gives in, letting my tongue explore her inner workings. I don't care about the carcass lying just feet from us. I don't care that someone could walk in at any moment. If they dare interrupt a vampire while he's taking what's his, so help me, I'll carve my name in his ribcage. She whimpers as my fang traces her skin, a sound of longing, not a sound of pain. My growls grow deeper, stronger, feeding off of her hunger. She closes her eyes for the most part but I know its because she's too deep into the moment. It's not because she's thinking of someone else. Whoever made her hesitate, they're long gone from her thoughts right now. And that's how it's going to stay.
Her voice is pleading, begging me to take her and my lips curl back in agreement, jaws parting as I use the paw that holds her throat to rake my dull claws down her chest, not hard enough to break skin, just hard enough to make scratches in her flesh. My tail curls over my spine, reminescent of how it must have felt to be her alpha. I stand proudly, ready to take her just the way she wants it. She lunges up, biting the side of my neck. I lean into her embrace, letting her pull but as she releases, I snap my own head around, nipping roughly at her ear, taking it in my teeth and letting my fangs rake across her cartilage. After biting it, I let my tongue roughly caress the inside of her ear as I plan to caress the inside of something else within just a few moments.
She rolls over, positioning herself beneath me, another whimper escaping her lips as she pleads once more for me, a single word to cue the beginning of something new and yet altogether familiar. But there is something different now. This thing with Sookie...this could lead to something serious. My chest pushes down on her back as I part my jaws and dive down at her scruff, biting down hard, twisting the flesh, mixing pain with pleasure as I rake my claws across her ribcage, positioning myself for play.
Hours pass in bliss as I show her one good time and then another, sometimes more rough than affectionate, more needing of it than anything but as the night wears on, my needs grow weary with satisfaction and so it turns to something more akin to love making. My bites turn to nibbles, my lips curling back over my incisors to caress her skin rather than rake it raw. My predatory side purrs like a kitten but just to remind her of what she's facing, a roar will escape every so often. I am a lover and I am an animal. I take what I want and I'm generous. I want her to have fun, get pleasure, and so she does in every way possible. I make her my chew toy, my lust doll, my addiction. I make her the apple of my eye, my goddess, my deepest darkest desire. I maneuver her into as many positions as she will willingly go, our bodies colliding against each other like two giants wrestling but in the next moment we're two love sick teens embracing each other as if for the last time.
Only when we're both exhausted and raw do I let her have her rest, lying down beside her to wrap my body around her own, wanting her to feel protected, safe, comforted. As I've said, I am a very generous lover and even after a good time, I want my consort to feel some kind of bliss, even if it is a false sense of bliss for most. Usually this time leads to their demise but with Sookie, I want no such thing. I want her alive and well. I want to continue this at a later date, rather sooner than later. From this point on, she is mine to protect to serve, mine to cherish and possess, mine to take and have. The other who once held her mind is no more. I will end him if he even thinks of getting between this. I won't hesitate to make him just another part of the scenery.
I look over at Sookie, wondering if she's sleeping or if she's still awake by some miracle. The daylight approaches and with it, my own energy level sinks low. My stomach rumbles and I choke out a smooth laugh. Guess I worked up an appetite, lover. You wouldn't be up for a hunt later tonight, would you? I don't even know if she'll hear me but at least I can entertain myself if so. I never did like to fall asleep right after. It always leads to dreams which are so disappointing after the reality of what just was.
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so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood
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