He turns his head, lips brushing over my sensitive clit. I groan and reach down, ready to take a tangle of his hair and direct his face back to my core. Lucas grabs my wrist and pins it to the mattress. He takes his time kissing my thigh and then releases my wrist, sliding his hands under my butt and lifting me off the mattress.
Lucas puts his mouth over my this time, licking and sucking at my most tender parts before moving back to my thigh.
A growl comes from deep inside his chest, and he sinks his fangs into my thigh with no warning. The pain sends a jolt through me, adding a different sensation to the pleasure but ultimately heightening it. A moan escapes my lips, and he sucks at the bite on my thigh hard, pulling out a mouthful of blood.
Then he pulls back, waiting for the blood to drip down between my legs. My eyes flutter open, needing to see him look at me hungrily. His dark blue eyes are wide as he watches the blood run down my leg, and another few beats pass before he dives back down, licking the blood off my core.
His tongue lashes against me, bringing me back to the edge in only a few seconds. He turns his head, licking up the blood from my thigh again, and then gets back to work, licking, sucking, and flicking his tongue against me.
I feel magic sizzling around my fingers, and I grip the sheets again and hope I don’t catch the bed on fire. I’m right there, on the verge of an orgasm, and Lucas takes his mouth off me again.
“I need you,” I groan. “Now. Please.”
“I like hearing you beg.” His voice is deep and gravely. He licks at the wound on my thigh once more and then puts his mouth over my pussy, working me until I’m trembling against him, coming so hard my entire body tingles.
I’m still riding high from the intense orgasm when he goes back to the bite on my leg. He groans as he sucks out another mouthful of blood. I slit my eyes open, looking down at him. Having him drink my blood was such a weird concept at first, but now I find it so hot.
I bring my hand down, touching myself. I’m still so revved up it wouldn’t take much to come once more. Lucas takes his mouth off me, licking up the blood that’s dripping down, and holds pressure to the bite wound as he watches me play with myself.
Then he gets back in bed with me, and we scramble to take off his pants and tangle back together. I climb on top, taking hold of his big cock and guiding it into me. I put my hands on Lucas’s chest and shove him down onto the mattress, rocking my hips as I ride him.
The bite wound is still tender on my thigh and rubs against him as we make love, but the pain only adds to how fucking good this feels. Lucas grabs my hips and brings me down deeper on his cock, groaning as I pitch forward, breasts in his face.
Moving with vampire speed, Lucas moves up and plunges his cock into me, moving his hips in a circular motion as he thrusts in and out of me. My lips part, moaning as I come again, and Lucas doesn’t stop there. He moves onto his knees, lifting one of my legs to rest on his shoulder. He rubs slow circles over my clit as he fucks me, and only moments later, I’m coming again, this time so hard wetness spills from me. I’m shaking, ears ringing, and totally overcome with pleasure.
Lucas lowers me onto the mattress and moves on top, holding himself up with his elbows. We kiss as he continues to drive that big cock in and out, and my body is still humming with ecstasy as he brings his face against my neck, fangs scrapping my skin. He lets out a growl as he comes, pushing in deep and holding himself there.
“You taste different,” he whispers, slowly pulling out. He grabs the blankets and covers us both us.
“My blood does?” He nods, wrapping his arms around my middle. “Like a bad different?”
“No. It’s a good different. Very fucking good.”
“Oh, well good. But I don’t know why it would change. Maybe it tastes better than the bagged blood you’ve been drinking?”
“Maybe. Or maybe more of your angels powers have been unlocked.”
“Hah.” I flick my eyes up to the ceiling. “I think he forgot about me or something.”
“Your father came back after twenty-five years to save you. He didn’t forget.” Lucas gently pushes my hair out of my face. “But I understand your frustration.”
“I finally get a dad who doesn’t think I’m a freak.” I shake my head and close my eyes. “But I don’t have daddy issues. I just have questions. So many questions.”