He sank his hands into her hair, his fingers struggling not to command her next move. “Oh, kitten.” The softness gliding over his hard flesh sent waves of pleasure through him.
She nicked his cock with her fang.
He hissed at the sharp burn. A drop of blood beaded on the small cut. “Don’t stop.” Gently, he guided her back. “Please.” He needed to be sucked off in the worst way. After everything they’d been through the last few years, he had to know she still wanted him.
Sugar opened her lips wider and swirled her tongue around the crown of his shaft, picking up the drop of blood. She moaned and drew him inside her wet, hot mouth with a slow, tight swallow, sliding him deeper and deeper.
He felt the careful brush of her hands over his hips. She caressed his ass before pulling him forward until his knees pressed against the edge of the lounger.
“Oh, fuck, yes.”
She fondled his dick with her tongue as she rode it up and down, digging her nails into his flesh so he couldn’t move. Mingling his pain with pleasure. Little noises of ecstasy escaped her talented mouth as she turned his legs into Jell-O.
Panting, he thrust into her mouth, trying to get farther each time. His balls rose so high, he thought they might vanish back inside his body. His cock slid back and forth between her lips as one of her hands strayed inside her panties.
She pulled the lace back so he could peek at her blonde curls while she touched herself.
“Oh yeah, babe.” He couldn’t breathe. Like a linebacker had tackled him from behind, he arched his back and came in heated jets. He tried to withdraw from her mouth to avoid hurting her, but she dug her nails into his ass. Swallowing, she responded to his climax with impassioned moans.
The pressure in his balls eased, and he sank onto the lounge chair. “That was amazing.” He lay on his back, a victim to her desire.
She straddled his hips and unsnapped her bra, setting the lush bounty inside free. Her pink nipples, hard and taut, skimmed over his skin as she crawled forward, baring her fangs.
Stunned by her ferocious glare, he froze. Nothing was sexier than a woman with a purpose, especially when they were as small and exquisite as his Sugar.
She scratched her nails across the expanse of his chest and lowered to circle his areola with the tip of her tongue.
He groaned at the mixed sensations and ran his hands over her firm thighs. Tucking his thumbs under the hem of her panties, he lowered them until she crawled free. He grazed the wet, tender lips of her pussy with his fingertips, naked and all his.
Hesitating over his chest, she arched her hips in invitation.
Not one to miss an opportunity, he probed deeper and found her slick with desire. Velvet flesh caressed his fingers as he pushed them past her entrance.
She moaned, tossing her head back. Her needlelike, fledgling fangs glinted in the dim light as she ground against his hand, then she struck.
The sudden sting caused him to shout in surprise as she bit into his chest. His cock surged back to life. He’d explored many avenues of release with Sugar in their time together, before she’d been hurt, but this was new.
She withdrew her fangs and licked at the drops of blood dangling from them. “Daedalus?” Panic laced her voice. “Should I like doing that?” She thrust harder on his fingers, clenching with increasing passion.
“Fuck, yes.” He dragged her closer. “Do it again.” His words held an edge of unexpected pleading. It had been so long since he’d taken a vampire female for a lover, he’d forgotten how their bites affected the beast inside him.
Without pause, she pierced his flesh again, just below his collarbone.
He arched his back, lifting both of them off the couch. Before he could draw another breath, she struck again on the other side. She elicited sounds of wicked submission from him. He couldn’t recall being trapped so eagerly.
Her lips suckled his flesh for a moment before moving higher onto his neck. She caressed his smooth scalp. “You taste like magic.” Then she bit again, this time harder, with a little snarl.
He wasn’t sure what flipped his switch, the fierce bite or the sounds she made, but he gripped her in his arms, pumping into her as she gnawed deeper into his flesh.
The taste of Daedalus coursed through every cell in her body. It kept calling to her. Have more, have more. He held her so tight, she couldn’t move as he thrust inside of her over and over again. All she could do was cry out while her orgasm burst inside her body, flooding her senses until she lay limp in his arms.
He bent her over the back of the lounger and gripped her hips.
She lifted her head and flashed to the first time they’d been together. He’d taken her in a similar manner. Rising onto her elbows, she tossed him a glance over her shoulder. The motion made her breasts swing free.
A dark hunger burned in his eyes as he rubbed his erection between her ass cheeks. He gathered wetness from her pussy on the tip of his finger and circled her anus.
She gasped, curling and unfurling her fingers. It had been ages since he'd touched her in this place. Tingling spread around the area as she imagined him filling her, stretching those secret muscles to aching ecstasy.
He pressed a finger inside to loosen the tightness. “You remember our safe word.”
A nervous laugh bubbled out of her. “Y-yes.”
He pushed deeper, adding another finger. “Say it.”
“Touch—” She moaned and tried to catch her breath. “Touchdown.”
“Good girl.” He spread her thighs and loomed over her. “I’m going to fuck you hard.”
The head of his cock teased the entrance to her wet pussy. She raised her hips to give him better access. Being at his mercy gave her a thrill. To have this much male power thrusting inside of her, knowing he could render her into tiny pieces but trusting him not to. Even though she was now a vampire, he could still end her existence, yet his losing control never crossed her mind.
With a smooth motion, he impaled her and pushed deeper inside her pussy.
She gripped the edge of the couch, filled to capacity. Words seemed too difficult to form, and submissive noises rolled out of her throat.
He plunged his fingers in time with his cock, shoving deeper and harder, spreading them to stretch the muscles of her anus.
“Oh God.” She threw her head back at the assault, but she wouldn’t utter the safe word. This erotic pleasure was what she craved. She loved the sounds he made as he took her, like she sent him to a place of bliss. More. She tried to say it, but a hungry noise came out instead. It seemed like enough.
He pulled out of her pussy and yanked her hips to set the tip of his cock against her back hole. His hands trembled as he eased it past her tight orifice. He went so quiet and tense, she feared for a moment he’d lost interest.
All she could hear was him panting. His fingers dug into her hips, flexing then releasing. She rolled her ass and managed to slide him in farther.
His snarl caught her off-guard. He shoved inside her until his balls rested against her ass.
She cried out at the sudden stretch, the pain so sweet she couldn’t move.
He threaded his fingers in her hair and yanked her head back, exposing her throat. His breath singed her skin below her ear. His chest bellowed against her back. A low growl reminded her that the Nosferatu were more feral than any of the other vampire clans. He licked a slow line over her flesh as if testing her taste, then thrust again sharp and hard, eliciting another of her cries.
Then he struck. Fang to flesh. Burning. Thrusting.
Her body pulsed with delirious bliss. A shudder welled up. She clung to the chair, searching for an anchor before Daedalus swept her away for good.