Content Advisory: M/F sex
Angelica stared down at him. “There’s no such thing
as vampires.”
He laughed. “You don’t sound so sure.”
She lay down on top of him, her face fitting into
the crook of his neck. “I’m not sure of anything anymore.”
Ariel kissed the top of her head. “It’s okay to
feel that way.” His fingers trailed up and down her spine. Her breathing
slowed. “Sleep now.”
“I’m not tired.”
He whispered into ear. “Yes, you are.”
It didn’t take long for her to drift off, still
lying atop him. With her safely in his arms, his mind wandered. Nothing would
be solved by keeping her locked up in his bedroom, though the thought was
appealing. There was no way he’d let her go back to Tanner. That guy deserved
nothing less than a bullet between his eyes.
Ariel knew that if Angelica went back, Tanner would
kill her. The vision had halted Ariel’s breath; Angelica lying on her back on
the floral print bedspread. Tanner perched on top of her, both hands clasped
around her neck. Her eyes bulged and her legs kicked but she was no match for
his brute strength. He squeezed harder and her eyes bulged and her lips turned
a morbid shade of lavender. Then her legs stopped kicking. If Ariel hadn’t
intercepted her, Tanner would have strangled her to death tonight in the bed
they shared.
Ariel didn’t often intervene in the human world
because most things happened for a reason but he couldn’t stand by and let her
die. She was the one he’d been waiting for and he knew that from the first moment
he saw her. In fact, the only reason he frequented that shithole she worked in
was because of her. And now that he’d tasted her body, both blood and flesh,
there was no turning back. She bore his mark and his scent. Unbeknownst to her,
the words imbedded in his skin told their story. Her name was written over his
heart and had been for nearly a century. Some day, he would be able to explain
everything to her but not today.
Even now, as she slept, her blood rushed just below
the surface of her skin and he craved her taste but more important issues
loomed over him, more important things than sating his own hunger. If he was
going to keep her, he needed to eliminate the threat. He would have to
eliminate Tanner. Tanner’s desire to possess Angelica was strong but didn’t
compete with Ariel’s bloodlust.
He wouldn’t have to go after Tanner because he
already knew Tanner would come to him. Well, he’d come for Angelica. Across the
room, her cell phone buzzed repeatedly from inside her purse. Ariel knew who
was calling. He ignored the sound and closed his eyes.
Hours passed and Ariel lay completely still until
Angelica shifted. The heated apex between her thighs grazed his cock. He’d made
a concerted effort to keep her off his crotch so she could rest. It only took
that slightest contact and his balls tightened, blood rushed to his shaft and
he cupped her ass with both hands. His fingers searched, spreading her open and
massaging her forbidden hole. His cock twitched as he imagined pushing deep
inside that tight ring.
Her hips undulated in response to his touch and she
sighed against his ear. “Mmm.”
He pushed his cock against her ass. “I can’t get
enough of you.”
She rose up on her elbows and smiled at him with
sleepy eyes. “Really?”
He nodded and bit her bottom lip. “Can I? I need to
be inside you.”
Her eyebrows drew closer together. “Don’t ask. Just
do it.” Her voice took on a defensive tone and she looked away.
“I’m not him, Angel. I don’t just take what I want.”
She exhaled. “I know. I know. I’m sorry. I’m just—I’m
not used to someone like you.”
He brought his hands up to her hips. “I want to be
inside you because it feels good.” He traced his fingers up her side and cupped
her breast. “I love how your nipples get hard before I even touch them. I like
the way your back arches when I suck your clit and finger you.” He slipped a
finger inside her. “And, damn, the sounds you make when you come and your pussy
squeezes my cock, I’m close to coming just thinking about it.”
“I don’t know what to say.” Heat rose in her body
and blood pooled in her face as she blushed.
“Tell me you like it. Tell me you want it.” He
pulled her closer and kissed her. “Tell me you want me to make you come.”
Her breathing accelerated. “I do. I want that.”
He pushed his finger deeper and pressed his thumb
to her clit, making small circle around it. “Say the words. Tell me you want me
to fuck you.”
She inhaled sharply and swallowed hard. Her bottom
lip quivered and her eyes darted around the room as if she were afraid someone
might hear her. “I--I want you to fuck me.”
The muscles in his thighs tensed and he pulled his
finger out of her and lifted her ass up. He held his dick under her, stroking
it slowly. “Sit on me.”
She sat up and put her hands on his chest. Tendrils
of her dark hair hung forward and tickled his nipples. There was a light spray
of freckles across her nose and a beauty mark on her shoulder. He had mind-mapped
her body and knew every inch of her already.
The heat of her pussy beckoned him and his cock
throbbed. He wanted to impale her on his shaft, to sink as deep as he could
inside her. It was torture waiting for her to move.
She lowered her body onto him, taking just the head
of his cock into her.
He groaned and lifted his hips involuntarily.
“More.”
She threw her head back and dropped down on him,
sheathing his dick in the tight confines of her pussy. She gasped and grabbed
at his flesh. “God. You’re so big.” She pitched forward and whispered, “I--I
can’t sit on you like that.” Her hard nipples pressed against his chest.
He rubbed both hands down her back. “It’s okay.
Stay like this.” He bent his knees and moved his hands down to her ass. Holding
her in place, he dug his heels into the mattress to drive up into her.
She whimpered and kissed his shoulder before biting
down. Her humid breath left a light mist on his skin.
He fucked her slow and deep with deliberate strokes
as he learned to read her body language. He knew she wouldn’t tell him if he
hurt her so he relied on his senses. He could detect the slightest recoil and
the scent of fear. So, far he was only picking up her sweet arousal with a
little apprehension. And, God, the rush of her blood combined with the slick
tightness of her pussy had him on the edge. He fisted the hair at the nape of
her neck and pulled lightly, gauging her reaction.
She moaned a little louder. “God, Ariel. I feel so
much.”
“Let it out, Angel. You don’t have to hide here.”
“I’m trying,” she said, lifting her head.
He rolled her over slowly, careful to stay inside
her. He smoothed her hair away from her face and kissed her again, sucking at
her lips. “There’s nothing more beautiful than the way you look right now.” He
loved how soft she was, how the silky skin of her inner thighs felt wrapped
around his hips.
He started a slow rhythm again, deep and slow. He
kissed down her jaw and dragged his fangs over her neck. He knew he could make
her come like that. He slipped a hand under her low back and lifted her. His
cock angled up and slid over that sensitive spot inside her.
Her breathing accelerated and her heart
jack-hammered in her chest. As soon as her pussy tightened on his dick he sunk
his fangs into her neck, straight into her jugular vein. The hot splash of
blood on his tongue momentarily distracted him but he regained control and
sucked softly. Sure, he benefitted from the blood but he wanted her to benefit
too.
Her nails scratched down his back, no doubt
breaking the skin. He increased his thrusts, fueled by the pain and the
telltale pulsating in her pussy.
“I’m coming.” She made little sounds that quickly
escalated to moans and turned into a scream as her legs trembled and her back
arched.
He disengaged her neck and swept his thumb over the
twin holes to stop the bleeding. As he licked away the last bit of blood, her
come dripped down his cock like hot melted wax and he found his own release.
They showered together and he washed her hair. She
let him dry her off and he gave her a t-shirt to wear. He pulled back the
comforter on the bed and sat down. “You should sleep more.”
The buzzing went off again and she stopped short.
She slowly turned around and fished the phone out of her purse. Her hand shook
as she stared at the screen. The musky
scent of her fear erupted in the air and her eyes widened like a deer caught in
the headlights. “He has a tracker on my phone. He knows I’m here.”
He wished like hell he could make that fear go away
like he did the bruises on her body. Short of hypnotizing her, there was
nothing he could do for that. He crossed the room. “He can’t hurt you anymore,
Angel.” He kissed her forehead and wrapped his arms around her.
“You—you don’t understand. He’ll kill me for this.
He said he’d kill me before he’d let me leave.”
“Shh.” He fought to keep his voice down and his
temper in check. The mere thought of Tanner trying to hurt her set his blood to
boil. “You’re safe now.”
She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. “Am I?”
He cupped her face in his hands. “I promise you
are. You have to believe that.” He couldn’t tell her that everything in her life
had led her to him because he was meant to protect her. This was her fate and
his too.
She nodded and sniffled. “I want to believe that.”
The phone buzzed again just as the doorbell rang.
They both said, “He’s here.”
Check
out Melissa’s last post, Escape, to
read how Angelica and Ariel began. Look for her next short story on March 23,
2013!
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~ Melissa Ecker ~
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