43. Request

As she knelt over him and he got a full view of that lovely pussy. Ripe, pink, and dripping with her almost overly sweet-smelling juices. His hands finally moved, sliding along her back to grip her bottom and pull her down to meet his mouth. His tongue snaked out, circling the erect nub of her clitoris, then licked down, lapping rapidly along with her petals in a slow descent. The licking persisted over her opening, dipping inside once or twice, and continued downward until his tongue slithered around the tight flower of her anus. From there, he swept his tongue all the way back to her clit, pressing his lips around it to suckle in rhythm with her.

Kinn had to pause in what she was doing as soon as his tongue went to work on her. She gasped softly, moaning against his delicate parts before letting her tongue smooth over the skin again. Her hips rolled against his face to work with him and his tongue. She had to admit; he was very good with what he was doing. He was handsome. She would give him that.

Her mouth moved back to the throbbing rod in her hand as she moved her mouth quickly up and down, while her fingers gripped him tightly. She wouldn’t be able to continue like this for long if she wanted to give him all he asked for. She didn’t mind granting his requests, and she got something she enjoyed out of it as well.

Marcus all but devoured her while he could. He couldn’t resist sucking at each of her folds, drawing off every drop of sweet moisture that flowed from her. He thrust his tongue inside her after he had sucked her petals clean; darting in and out of her tight passage by teasing and encouraging her to rock on his face.

They continued on for a good while, longer than she thought he would be able to. As soon as she felt him getting close to release, she would slow down a bit, prolonging it. She didn’t want to push him past the point of exhaustion.

She finally moved herself off him and removed his hands from her to turn back around and straddle his hips to position herself above him. He was just back to nursing on her clit when she abruptly pulled away. His lips slid off her with a sharp suctioning pop that preceded a disappointed moan. Not only had he lost his focus on her, but her hot mouth was off him. And he had been so damn close! His hands slid over her sides, stroking her impossibly smooth skin as she repositioned herself. With one hand, she took his cock and aimed it right at her opening. She lowered herself, only enough to take just the head inside. If he wanted more, he would have to take it.

He watched her movements as his hands came to rest on her hips. A loud groan tumbled from his lips as her slippery pussy swallowed up the head of his shaft. He waited, but she didn’t move. His eyes flicked up to her face to see the silent challenge there. Holding her gaze, his fingers tightened and his uninjured leg drew up to plant his foot down on the ground. With one sharp pull, he jerked her downwards just as he thrust up; his moan of pleasure completely overpowering the pain that went jolting up his leg with the motion.

A soft moan moved from her lips as he impaled her on his hard cock. Her moan echoed through the cave. Her breasts bounced as he took her, took what he wanted from her. She liked to be dominant most of the times, but there was something in giving the reins over to someone that didn’t expect them. That bit of a rush through them was such a turn-on for her.

Kinn could feel his pain just as he could. A part of her mind reached out to him and numbed that for him. He still had his injury, but he just couldn’t feel the pain anymore. That left the world of pleasure available to the both of them. If he was in pain, he wouldn’t enjoy this, and she wanted him to enjoy it.

She put her hands on his to keep them on her hips. She moved her hips back and forth on him, rocking back and forth as his shaft moved deep inside her.

As he felt that cool rush of numbness cover his pain, he brought his injured knee up, planting his other foot and increased his thrusts in her. “Ah, God, yes!” he growled; his adrenaline flooding directly into his lusts now that there wasn’t pain to focus on. His fingers pressed hard into her soft skin. Had she been capable, he would have bruised her.

When she rolled, he shifted under her, gently guiding her motions and circled her smaller body on him to swirl his cock inside her. Having those hot, slick walls massaging him sent pleasure burning right down into his loins. He had been close to cumming before, and the extended pressure heightened his senses.

He only allowed her a few moments to roll on him, then his hands tightened once more. His pelvis bucked up, abdomen muscles clenching and flexing with the effort of bouncing her on him. Though she held his hands, he couldn’t help but show a bit of rebellion by moving one up, stroking her belly, then swept along the soft underside of one jiggling breast. His rough fingers closed around one globe, squeezing and massaging it as he pounded into her; grunting low each time he sank in deep.

Kinn cried out in pleasure as he pumped into her repeatedly. He skillfully bounced her on his cock, spearing her over and over again. Her breasts bounced hard with every upward movement. She used her own legs to help him, lifting herself a bit and letting her weight bright her down hard on him.

She let him move his hand up, her hand still on top of his. Kinn moved her other hand off her hip and around to the front of her body. She urged his fingers to touch her, toy with her clit… to give her the pleasure he was about to succumb to himself.

She cried out again, this time with his name. Though there was a storm raging outside, it was nothing compared to the one they were producing themselves. Waves of heat were pouring off of him from the fire and the activity. She could smell the sex, blood, and adrenaline all around them. Her tongue moved out over her lips, wetting them. She felt the tip of her fangs as they descended. She stopped them, not wanting to feed on him if she could help it. But he would taste so delicious right now.

Marcus let her guide his hand, trusting her to keep up with him as he continuously pumped his cock in and out of her body; balls rhythmically slapping against her bottom. They were drawing up, tightening, ready to burst as soon as she allowed it. He was holding out for her. When his fingers met her clit, he stroked it in soft circles for a moment, then shifted his hand to press his thumb down instead.

With his thumb rapidly flicking back and forth over her clit in time with their fucking, he slid his hand away from her breast towards her face. He had seen her tongue flick out, saw the hunger in her that was not all lust. The feverish, calloused skin of his hand swept across her cheek, cupping her face to draw her attention back to him.

“Bite me,” he said harshly, stopping his thrust momentarily to roll his hips as she brought her weight down on him. “Can’t hold it. Cum on me, woman.” That warning came out as a low, keening moan; voicing just how hard it was for him to resist for so long.

Her body was working towards that frenzied moment, that release that would be long and sweet. His thumb danced over her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her. She could tell by the way his fingers moved, his body reacted and the thoughts that were swimming in his head what he was waiting for. However, she wasn’t expecting his request.

She looked down at him, her eyes turning stormy for a few heartbeats as she struggled to fight the primal urges to grant his request. Kinn knew if she bit him now, in the heat of the moment, with all the addictive compounds that flowed through his veins, she wouldn’t be able to stop. She would drain him dry and sate her thirst for the time being.

In those few moments, he watched her deliberate the offer, and he held his breath. He expected the bite to come. The steady draining of his blood would bring the bliss of death. No vampire could turn down the opportunity to feed during sex. Succubi and Incubus fed that way exclusively with good reason. Or so he had heard.

She couldn’t do it, she couldn’t bring herself to kill him. But she could grant his other request. Her muscles clamped down around his cock, coaxing him to climax with her. Her inner walls pulled on him, milking his cock as she waited for him to join her.