Chapter 15: Chapter Fifteen

"I want you, so badly I can hardly stand it." I whimpered against his lips as I used my legs to push his pants down. He rolled onto his back and took his pants off, before putting himself back between my legs.

I gasped in excitement when I felt his erection against me. Even through my shorts and his boxers, I could feel how hard he was. I could imagine it throbbing in excitement, I know he could feel how wet I was when I felt him tense up.

"I want to fuck you so bad, kitten. But I don't want to hurt you." he whispered in my ear, before taking the lobe in his mouth and sucking on it softly. His deep voice was like a soft growl, making me shake in arousal.

I whimpered when I heard what he said, trying hard to contain my excitement as I put my legs around him, wrapping one arm around his shoulder, and the other I put between us. I slipped my hand down his boxers, taking his manhood in my hand. I couldn't tell if my hands were smaller than I thought, or if he was massive, but I knew it was the latter. Feeling his erection throbbing in my hand nearly threw me over the edge as I started stroking him, slowly.

He moaned out as I stroked him, his eyes closed tightly. I could tell he was trying hard to keep his composure. But he wasn't succeeding as his fangs were fully extended, only inches from my throat.

I brought my lips to his, kissing him passionately as I stroked his length faster, making him moan out again. He took off my bra and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, taking the other in his hand and squeezing it roughly. I cried out at the sudden pain, but moaned when he put his free hand down my shorts, and rubbed on my clit. He was giving me pain and pleasure at the same time, driving me insane. He only stopped long enough to take my shorts off, then his boxers, before pulling me down further on the bed and positioning himself back between my legs.

He put his hands on either side of my head, looking down at my naked body in hunger. I looked up into his blood-red eyes and felt a pang of terror, what if he couldn't control himself, and he went too hard? Or what if he started drinking, but didn't stop? I tried to put the thoughts out of my head, but couldn't as his eyes returned to their normal blue, looking into mine. He knew why I was scared, and he knew exactly what I was thinking about.

"I'm not going to force you, kitten. But you should know, I won't kill you." He spoke softly, reassuring me as he leaned down and kissed me softly. I nearly cried after he said that. He was undeniably ready to take me, and he wanted to, more than anything. But he was still refraining himself for my sake, not taking what he wanted into account. He saw the look on my face when I nearly cried, and he started to move himself off of me, but I stopped him with a shake of my head.

I sat up slightly, bringing my lips back to his, putting one hand on the back of his head and using the other to hold myself up. He slowly pulled me down, until his tip was pressing against my folds, but then paused. "Are you sure?" I nodded as I put my legs around him, giving him full access, but he still didn't move. "I need you to say it, Bast."

"Yes, I'm sure." I whispered.

He didn't hesitate for even a second after I told him yes, he immediately pulled me down again, pushing himself inside me. I cried out at the sudden pain, and grabbed a handful of his hair as my entire body tensed. "It's okay kitten, it will only hurt for a little while." He whispered against my lips as he kissed me again, holding me tightly. I could feel him shaking, from what I think is excitement?

He slowly started thrusting in and out, building momentum as my pain subsided, just as he said it would. He pushed me, so I was laying down again, my legs still around his waist as he started thrusting harder, watching my body writhe underneath him as it absorbed the force of his movements. He used one hand to pin both of mine over my head again, as he began thrusting harder and faster, watching me to make sure he didn't hurt me.

I found myself moaning or crying out in pleasure every time he thrust in, hitting a pleasure spot I didn't know I had. I pulled him down to me, and kissed him again, before whispering in his ear: "Harder."

His response was a guttural snarl as he did what I asked, thrusting so hard I heard the wall crack from the force. He was ramming into me so savagely, I began to think he was going to break the bed, or me. But definitely one of the two. It hurt a little to have him thrust so hard, but I covered my pain with moans. I wanted him to stop holding back for my sake, and this was the only way I knew how. I was close to finishing before, but the pain was delaying my orgasm, thankfully. I had the feeling that once I finished, he would stop.

He leaned back, pulling me into his lap as he held my hips down, making sure I couldn't move as he started thrusting harder than before. I was surprised to find how much I was enjoying his brutal ravaging of my body as he growled in my ear, signalling that he was close.

I put one hand on the back of his head, and the other I put on his shoulder as I started rocking back and forth to his rhythm, trying to keep up. I could see how much this excited him as he moaned out, and bit his lip. "It's okay, drink." I whispered when I saw this.

"No, baby girl." He whispered, as he shuddered and started thrusting deeper, but not nearly as hard or fast as before. He was really close now, I could feel him holding back, trying not to do what he really wanted.

"Please?" I whimpered, turning my head to the side and showing him my neck.

He shuddered as he brought his mouth to my neck, and grazed it with his fangs, then quickly sank them in. I jerked when his fangs pierced through my skin, feeling my blood pouring out into his mouth. But it turned me on so much.

The second he tasted my blood, he moaned out, thrust as deep as he could, and came. Just knowing that he was filling me with his hot cum, while drinking my blood, drove me over the edge. I screamed as I came, digging my nails into his back. My walls spasmed and pulsed hard, covering him in my juices as he filled me with his seed. He released his fangs as he lapped softly at the wound, cleaning the blood and healing it. He laid me on my back and held me in his arms as my spasms continued, kissing me softly.

Once my spasms died down, I realized he was still stiff inside me, not any softer than he was before.

"Are you serious?" I whispered, making him chuckle softly.

"One of the upsides to being a vampire." He whispered back as he started to pull out. I stopped him and rolled, so he was laying down, looking up at me curiously. "Kitten, you need sleep."

"I'll sleep when I'm dead." I said with a grin as I started rocking back and forth, earning me a surprised moan.