He stared deep into my soul. His lips descended upon mine. They crashed softly against me, moving in time with my own. His tongue danced forward seeking entrance, I let him in. I gripped his hair and moaned into the kiss. His kiss became more aggressive, and he bit my bottom lip between his teeth. I tasted a little blood. He groaned and kissed down my neck again.
His hands roamed over my waist, clinging me against him, I shivered as I felt a sharp fang drag down the side of my neck. I wanted it. His fingertips brushed the sensitive skin of my lower back beneath my shirt, and I arched against him. He leaned me back on the bed, covering my body with his own. My legs opened for him, cradling him there, I felt the heat of him blazing against me. Something firm pressed against me between my legs.
I gasped at the size of him, a deep blush running to my face. He smiled against my neck and rolled his hips against me. A soft moan escaped my lips. He chuckled and his lips met mine once more. He invaded my mouth with his tongue, plundering and dancing with mine. His hands slid under my shirt, lifting the fabric as his fingertips trailed upwards over my skin, until he was lifting it over my head and tossing it aside.
His hungry gaze ravaged me, I felt the blood rising beneath his gaze. The lust in the air invaded my senses, my head swam it. His fingers slid under the straps of my bra, and slid them down my arms, his lips descended along my collarbone, kissing the area he had just exposed. I sighed and arched further, he reached behind my back and unhooked my bra. It fell to the side.
"Beautiful…" he sighed, his fingertips playing with the waistline of my pants, his other hand stroking down my spine. He lowered his head and took one puckered bud into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue. A moan escaped me and I dragged my nails down his back, my hips rolled up against him. He let out a low groan. I reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head.
My gaze was locked on the skin I had exposed, the chiseled abs, the defined V shape that had a treasure trail of hair leading into the waistline of his pants. I ran my fingertips down the smooth planes of his chest. His eyes were clouded with lust, I saw the change in his demeanor as he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head.
His body was firmly laid over my own, pinning me down to the bed. His skin was soft against mine, his eyes glowed, his demon was close to the surface. He sat back on his knees, gripping the hem of my pants in his hands, he yanked them down and off of my body smoothly. I lay bare before him in a thin pair of lavender panties.
He gazed down at my body and bit his lip. His fangs showing. I hadn't been shy in years, but I blushed beneath his heated gaze. His fingers played with the hem of my panties.
"I want to see you." He said with a breathy growl, and tore them off of me. Before I could register what had happened he'd gripped my hips and pulled me forward, placing my legs over his shoulders. I squeaked and blushed. He growled low and inhaled, my legs were spread and bare before him.
"I can smell you, mate." He growled and kissed along my inner thigh, his lips gentle as butterflies wings. The look in his eyes told me it was his demon talking. He kissed higher and higher toward my core. Finally I felt his tongue poke out in a gentle lick along my folds. I shivered and moaned.
"Rhys…" I said softly. He purred low, hearing his name on my lips. He dove in, licking me aggressively, I felt his lips close around my clit and suckle. I cried out and gripped his hair, pulling at it. Waves of lust and pleasure filled me. My lids half closed, energy sizzled throughout me.
He continued his relentless assault, gripping my thighs in his powerful palms. I quivered against him, tightening my thighs around his head whimpering softly against the sheets and grinding my hips. The pleasure rose in me, and I felt the waves of climax rising. I cried out against him and shuddered, arching up off of the bed. I felt him chuckle from between my legs as he let out a final lick, I jerked against him, sensitive.
He rose up between my legs, climbing over my body, he rested on one elbow above me, his free hand trailing over my stomach. I panted for breath. He leaned in and nibbled my earlobe, then nuzzled into the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent.
"I'm not done." He whispered. His hand trailed between my legs. I whimpered and tried to close them, but he used his hand to spread my legs and resumed his exploration. He plunged two fingers between my folds, penetrating me. I gasped clutching on to his shoulders. He smiled and kissed the side of my neck.
"So ready for me." He growled. Moving his fingers in and out, I moved against him arching my back. He leaned down and pulled my other aching bud into his mouth, suckling firmly. I moaned. I played with the waistline of his pants, pawing at them until they were undone and I pushed them off of his legs. I saw the large tent in his boxers, I blushed and removed those as well.
He sprang to life before me, large and thick. My eyes were drawn to it, I licked my lips. He smirked and leaned me back, settling himself between my legs. He rested himself up on his elbows on either side of my head. He kissed my lips aggressively, pushing me back into the mattress. I felt him firm between my legs, pressing his tip against my wet folds. I ground up against him, trying to guide him in. He chuckled and withdrew. I whimpered.
"Are you ready?" He whispered in my ear, trailing his lips down my neck. I nodded breathlessly.
"Yes…" I begged. He rolled his hips forward, and I felt him press into me, inch my slow inch. I gasped and clutched his shoulders, contracting myself around him to adjust to his girth. He moaned softly closing his eyes. He held perfectly still.
"I can't hold back." He groaned out, and buried a hand in my hair, craning my neck to the side and burrying his face in my neck. He rolled his hips and started a firm and relentless rhythmn. I moaned and clung to him as he plunged into me over and over. His grunts became deeper as he increased his pace, pounding into me. I cried out and dragged my nails firmly down his back. He growled.
He slid his hand between us until his thumb rubbed a steady pace on my clit. I cried out and arched against him.
I bit his shoulder hard enough to draw blood. My bite caused him to jerk against me, crying out. I felt sharp pricks against my neck, and felt the harsh bite of the red eyed demon.