As always when he talks dirty to me, I can feel my body reacting. My nipples are suddenly tight and my clit is throbbing for his touch.
Aiden seems to know his effect on me because he gives me a gentle kiss on my inner thigh and laughs softly when I jump and moan.
“Watch,” he commands again and I do—I can’t help myself. I am perched on the edge of the desk, my legs spread wide for him as he kneels before me, preparing to taste my pussy. My stomach feels as if there is a wire inside it, winding tighter and tighter as I watch him lean forward and press a soft, open-mouthed kiss to my tender cleft.
“Aiden,” I whisper but his only answer is to kiss me again. As he does, he looks up, catching my gaze with his own. Those cool gray eyes, now hot with passion, hold mine, refusing to let me go as he kisses me deeper, his tongue sliding delicately into my slippery folds to caress me in the most intimate way imaginable.
I gasp and bite my lip again as I watch him trace my clit with the tip of his tongue and then press deeper to bathe my entire pussy with a long, slow lick that starts at the bottom of my slit and ends at the top. And all the while he holds my gaze with his, commanding me to look at him, never allowing me to glance away even for an instant from the erotic sight of him tasting my naked pussy.
“Gods, I love the taste of your cunt,” he murmurs before licking me again. “So sweet and salty and creamy and hot. You have the most luscious pussy, darling. I love to tease you with my tongue.”
“But you’re just going to tease me—you’re not going to let me come, are you?” I asked, already disappointed. Aiden spent so many weeks making me hold back sexually and delaying my orgasms in the past I’m sure that’s what he’s planning now.
But to my surprise, he shakes his head.
“On the contrary, darling. I’m going to bathe your sweet little cunt with my tongue until you come for me. Come hard, all over my face,” he murmurs.
My heart, which had almost slowed down, goes triple time now.
“Y-you are?” I stammer.
Slowly, he nods. “And you’re going to watch me the whole time. I never want your eyes off me. Stay here in the moment and give yourself up completely. To the pleasure and to me. Submit, Emma, and you’ll see how delicious it can be.”
I already know that submitting to him can be plenty delicious. Not to mention crazy hot and insanely intense.
“Yes,” I whisper, more than willing to give him what he wants now. “Yes, Master, I submit.”
“That’s a good girl, Emma,” he murmurs, kissing my open cunt again, very gently. “Such a good girl to spread your sweet little pussy for your Master’s special kisses.”
“Yes, Master,” I gasp breathlessly. “Yes, I—” But my words are lost in a groan because he has gone back to tasting me but this time he’s not being quite so tender. Before, it was as though he was gentling me—reassuring me that everything would be all right. Now that I’m more willing to give myself, he seems to have one thing only on his mind—to make me come as hard as possible.
He presses me back against the desk, his long, muscular arms winding around my thighs, his broad shoulders splitting me wide. The position forces me to be open—completely open for him. My pussy lips spread, clearly showing my slippery inner folds and the pink pearl of my clit.
Aiden growls low in his throat—a sound of approval and lust as he eyes my open, vulnerable pussy. Then he presses his mouth between my thighs and plunges his tongue between my spread petals.
I gasp as the flat of his tongue slides eagerly over my open folds. The feeling—and the sight—of him going down on me and kissing this most sensitive and intimate area makes me feel almost faint with pleasure. I am propped up on my elbows, watching, held tight in his grasp and helpless to move as he sucks my aching clit into his mouth and begins to torture it with his tongue.
“Aiden…oh Master,” I cry and find that somehow one of my hands has found its way down to tangle in his dark hair.
Aiden doesn’t seem to mind. He releases my clit and tongues me with long, slow licks before going back to tracing my hot little button with the tip in a way that makes me moan his name again.
My pleasure is building now, getting almost unbearable. My hips buck uncontrollably and I nearly writhe right off the desk but Aiden clamps down on me and keeps me in place, forcing me to submit to his intense kisses. Holding me still, he licks me hard, rubbing over my sensitive bud until I swear I can see stars dancing before my eyes, it feels so damn good.
Suddenly it is too much. I feel the wire that has been tightening inside me snap and I am moaning and crying as my orgasm peaks and the pleasure washes over me.
“Ah!” I gasp, my back arching and my nipples tightening as desire floods me. “Master…Master, yes! Yes, please.”
Aiden rides out my bucking and gasping, his arms locked tight around me, his mouth buried between my legs. And then, just as I think the pleasure can’t grow any more, I feel his fangs. Their razor-sharp points find my inner thigh and as I watch, Aiden prepares to bite.
I would feel frightened at this moment if my body wasn’t so flooded with endorphins. As it is, I can’t spare a second for fear. All I can feel is pleasure, all I know is completely submission to my Master’s demands.
There are two sharp little pains right in my inner thigh but the sensation fades almost immediately to pleasure. Even more pleasure than I felt when he licked my pussy, I realize with a little shock. In fact, it’s almost as though as Aiden feeds on me—as he sucks the blood from my thigh—he is also injecting me with something that makes my whole body throb with need and desire.
“Aiden?” I gasp, my back arching again. “Oh Goddess, that’s so… Oh!”
Relax, I hear him murmur inside my head, talking to me the same way he did the night he named me his. It’s just my essence. Now that you’ve submitted completely, you can feel its true effects. It gives incredible pleasure when you’re ready to receive it. To receive me.
Incredible pleasure is right. I’m flat on the desk now with my legs over his broad shoulders and both hands buried in his black hair as I urge him on. Though Aiden’s mouth is busy on my thigh, he obliges my unspoken plea with his hand. Long, strong fingers enter me and stroke inward even as his thumb slips over my clit.
Unable to help myself—not wanting to help myself—I find I am coming again. Coming just for him as he drinks from me, coming from the pleasure of giving myself completely to my Master when he asked me to.
It seems to go on forever but at last Aiden withdraws, his fangs slipping neatly from my thigh. He licks my flesh where he bit me to seal the wound. At the same time, he slides his fingers from my pussy. Then he stands smoothly.
“Sit up now, darling,” he growls softly, catching me under the arms and helping me rise from the desk top. “I think we’d better finish this someplace else.”
“Where?” I ask breathlessly as he swings me into his arms. “The bedroom?”
“Too far away,” he says and carries me instead to the cushioned, high-backed office chair where we had our first mutual orgasm together. Just thinking of that makes me hot—remembering how badly I wanted him inside me. Now I’ll get my wish.
“Yes, you’ll get your wish my darling,” Aiden assures me, his voice thick with desire. “You most certainly will, I promise.”
He sits in the chair and puts me on his lap, facing him. I’m still naked but Aiden is dressed—a condition I’m intent on changing. I unbutton his white shirt and spread it wide to bare his muscular chest. Damn, he’s a sight for the eyes! Then I turn my attention to his black trousers and the thick ridge of desire I can see pressing against them.
Mine. All mine, I think greedily and I can’t wait to have him inside me again.
I wonder if he’s going to stop me or accuse me of topping from the bottom as I start unbuckling his belt. But Aiden relaxes back against the chair and does nothing but watch me, his eyes blazing with lust.
“My, my, darling. So eager,” he murmurs as
I get the belt loose and start on the fastening to his trousers.
“Very damn eager,” I assure him. “I want you, Master. It’s been too long since I had you inside me.” Then I blush, hardly believing that I said that out loud.
Aiden seems amused and turned on at the same time.
“Go on, darling,” he urges softly. “I like to hear you speak your desires aloud.”
“That’s a pretty fancy way of saying you want me to talk dirty,” I say and he laughs softly. “I suppose it is.” Then his face grows serious. “But I do, though. I want to hear exactly what you want. Tell me, Emma.”
“I…” I’m not sure what to say. This reminds me a little of when he wanted me to touch myself for him. Of course I have dirty thoughts during sex—who doesn’t? But the idea of speaking them aloud makes my stomach clench with nerves.
“It’s all right, Emma.” Aiden’s voice is soft and reassuring but there is steel in it too. He really wants me to do this. “I won’t judge you. I simply want to hear your desires.”
I blow out a breath, trying to relax.
“Okay, well… I guess I just…” Finally the button I’ve been fighting with on his trousers gives way and it seems to give me the courage to speak. “I want you inside me,” I tell him again, reaching into his trousers and grasping the long, stiff, hot shaft at last. “I want to feel your…your thickness filling me.”
Aiden raises an eyebrow at me. “My thickness? Come, darling, call a spade a spade.”
”Your cock.” The word feels dirty and naughty on my lips and it makes me hot to say it while I pump his shaft, feeling the hot, silky length of him slide against my palm and seeking fingers. “I want to feel your cock filling me. Please, Master. Please.”
“Nothing would give me more pleasure,” he purrs. “But you’re going to have to help, darling. Put me in you.”
I can feel my cheeks getting warm. “You want me to…to do it?”
He nods. “And do it slowly. I want to watch my shaft sink inch by inch into your slick little pussy.”
I have to bite back a moan as I sit back and let his thick cock come into view. It is long and hot and throbbing and there is already a pearly bead of pre-cum resting on its tip. Goddess, I want him in me!
But my Master has commanded me to take things slowly. So I do. First I rub the broad head against my open folds, using him to caress my clit. We both moan with pleasure as I can feel him tensing under me.
“Gods, darling,” he murmurs hoarsely as I repeat the gesture, sliding him against my spread pussy. “I can’t believe how aroused it makes me to watch you do that.”
“How about watching me do this?” I feel naughty and bold and daring all at once as I rise up on my knees and fit the tip of his cock to the entrance of my pussy. Then holding his gaze with my own, I proceed to lower myself onto him, letting that long, thick shaft sink deep inside me until it touches bottom.
I can feel my inner walls stretching to accommodate him. Goddess, he’s every bit as big as I remember! And it is incredible satisfying to have him inside me—to feel so intimately connected to the man I love.
“I love you too, Emma,” he murmurs, shifting position so that about an inch of his thick cock comes out of me. Then he rolls his hips and presses back in, thrusting deep in a way that makes me moan with the sudden bolt of pleasure that shoots through me.
“Aiden…” I can’t say much more than his name but he seems to understand. Gripping my hips, he starts a steady rhythm that seems designed to drive me crazy. I hold on to his broad shoulders and bite my lip, trying not to cry out. But it’s losing battle—little moans and cries of pleasure escape my lips with each long, slow thrust of his cock in my pussy. I can’t help myself.
Aiden doesn’t seem to want me to help myself.
“Go on, darling,” he murmurs as he thrusts inside me. “Don’t hold yourself back. I love the noises you make when you ride my cock. The noises you make when I fuck you.”
His words and the intensity of his gaze on mine as much as the thrust of his cock inside me make me gasp with pleasure. Already I can feel my pleasure building again and I know I’m going to come…come so hard on his thick, invading shaft.
“Aiden,” I moan. “Oh Master…”
“Listen carefully, darling,” he murmurs, keeping his eyes locked with mine. “You’re going to come soon, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” I don’t even ask him how he knows. Maybe he can feel it. “Yes, I can’t help it.”
“You don’t have to—I want you to come,” he tells me. “But when you do, at the moment of orgasm, you need to bite me.”
“What?” Through the haze of pleasure I feel a little tingle of uncertainty. “Bite you?”
“Bite my neck,” he clarifies. “Hard enough to draw blood.”
“But…that would hurt you,” I protest. “Really hurt you.”
“A pain I will gladly endure to tie you to me forever,” he assures me, his voice soft and deep. “Besides, the pleasure of feeling your soft, hot little pussy clenching around me will override the pain.”
“Are you sure?” I’m still worried.
“More than sure.” One hand leaves my hip and cups my cheek. He brings me down for a passionate kiss and I moan as I taste my own secret flavor on his lips. His gray eyes search mine. “I love you, Emma. Now I need to make you mine. Can you help me do that?”
“Yes,” I whisper, no longer uncertain. “Yes, Master. I’ll do it.”
“Good.” He releases my cheek and grips my hips again. “Then ride me, Emma. Ride my cock until you make yourself come for me.”
His words send a bolt of desire right through me. We resume our motion, which we never completely stopped, and I hold on to his shoulders and moan with the pleasure of him filling me. Despite his talk of me riding him, it is Aiden who does the actual fucking. I feel his hips rolling up, his cock thrusting into me as he holds my hips and looks into my eyes. I try to match his rhythm and work myself on his shaft and soon we are moving in tandem, both working to reach the elusive peak once more though I don’t want to think about what I will have to do once I get there.
Sooner than I would have thought, I feel it coming. Feel the pleasure building inside me again until I think I’m going to explode.
Aiden must feel it too.
“Come closer, darling,” he says, pulling me down. “Get ready. It’s almost time.”
I know what I need to do and I promise myself I won’t hesitate. His shirt is already open so I have no problem reaching the right spot. I pick the place right where his strong throat meets his broad shoulder and I lick him—tasting his salty skin, smelling his cedar-and-spice scent that makes me want him even more.
Aiden shivers at the feel of my tongue on his skin and it occurs to me that this takes trust on his part too. Just as I had to be open enough to take pleasure instead of pain in his bite, he has to be open to mine. And I don’t even have sharp fangs to slide in smoothly as he does.
“Never mind that,” he murmurs. “Just get ready.”
As he talks, he thrusts up again strongly and I feel the head of his cock kissing the end of my channel. The deep, delicious thrust finally sends me over the edge and I feel pleasure exploding within me, making me moan and clench around him. Making me cry out his name.
“Now, Emma,” he growls, his hands holding my hips even tighter. “Do it now.”
Without hesitation, I obey. Pressing my body against his, I take his neck between my teeth and bite down hard.
Aiden stiffens and groans my name and then I feel the hot gush of his cum inside me. At the same time, the warm honey taste of his blood with its faint metallic aftertaste fills my mouth.
In that instant I feel something flow between us. Some light or energy that binds us together, making us one…making us whole. It is overwhelming and I feel my back arching again, my fingers digging into Aiden’s shoulders for support.
“Darling,” he groans. “Emma!” And I find I am no longer biting him b
ut calling his name as well.
The pleasure and oneness are almost more than I can stand and yet I never want this moment to end. The whole room seems filled with light. We are sitting at an angle to the desk and I can’t help seeing that the candles there have sprung to life. At the same time, the fireplace is suddenly filled with a roaring blaze. It is almost as if the bond we have created is too great to be contained within us and the power has to spill out somehow just as the pleasure is spilling out, making me cry and moan his name. Making my nipples tight and my whole body tense with the intensity of the orgasm.
At last the ecstasy fades a little and I begin to come down from the peak. I take a deep breath and look at Aiden who is still half hard and buried inside me, though he is no longer thrusting.
“Wow,” I say shakily. “That was…amazing.”
“It was perfect.” He strokes my cheek and smiles. “As was your bite. You’d give any vampire I know a run for his money.”
“Does it hurt?” I examine the bloody spot on his neck but it’s already healing.
“Not a bit,” he assures me gently. “It was…actually quite erotic.”
I give an unsteady laugh. “You must be the only vampire I know who likes giving blood.”
“Only to you, darling,” he says. “And only because it was necessary to bind us together.”
“And are we? Bound together?” I ask.
“Can’t you tell? Didn’t you feel it?” He strokes my cheek. “We are one, Emma. The life-bond is formed and we’ll never have to worry about losing each other again.”
To my surprise—and probably his as well—I am suddenly sobbing.
“Emma?” He looks at me anxiously. “Darling? Are you upset?”
“N-no.” I sniff and try to get hold of myself. “I’m actually…actually really happy. I just… I came so close to never seeing you again. And now…well, it’s so wonderful to think I don’t have to worry.” I swipe at my wet cheeks. “That we’re really together at last.”
“At last,” he repeats softly. “And forever.” He draws me down and takes my mouth in a long, tender kiss. “My little witch,” he says when he releases my mouth. “Who could ever have guessed I could win your heart forever?”