EMBARRASSMENT TOOK OVER MY FACE and I'm sure I turned 50 shades of red. "What kind of nasty books have you been reading in the human world?" He managed to ask, still laughing graciously.
"I… It's… I…"
"Come on, my ruby, you can tell me, I won't mock you, it's just that you caught me by surprise. I never imagined that humans would have that kind of thing in vampire stories," Ace said with a panty-dropping smile.
A smile that turned me on even more, and I couldn't help sucking on my bottom lip, "In most stories, they are usually feared because… well, because they can turn other people into vampires. By biting, giving them a bit of their blood, then killing them so they will revive as vampires," that's how it is in The Vampire Diaries. "Sometimes in other manners, but same result."
My groom was still giggling softly, "Oh, sweet Gods. No, my love," he whispered playfully, coming up to me, both his hands back to my waist, as he paired our height to look at me, "I cannot turn you into a vampire with my bite. We are a race born like this. No dying-and-coming back as a vamp. And you don't turn into one if you drink our blood either, maybe you might get a little intoxicated, or get painfully turned on, since it can act as an aphrodisiac," oh?
I felt my cheeks warmer, and warmer, "For real?"
"Mm-hm," he nuzzled his nose on mine again, like a cat would do, and I like cats, but I didn't expect a vampire to act like this. It's adorable. "I'll give it to you when I claim you as mine because it'll ease your pussy and help you to take me entirely," the size of his cock came into my mind again and I stiffened, "though, I can tell that we are both uncontrollable in each other's presence, no? So, we wouldn't be using it as a stimulant," even though my eyes were on his, I felt when he licked his lips.
It made me want to kiss him. Kiss him badly. "D-do you need blood to live?" He ate food in the dinner back in my father's Palace, but we never know.
"Blood is like vitamins for us," his deep raspy voice was surprisingly soft, "so, we don't need to live, but to get stronger. To stay strong and healthy."
"You eat normal food." It wasn't a question.
He mumbled a yes, "I do. We all have a preference for meat. Roasted, but not that much. But we eat normally like everyone else," he seemed amused by telling me this.
"And drink. You also drink normal stuff," I saw him drowning in bourbon in the dinner, which reminded me of Damon Salvatore instantly.
Another soft nod, "As you do, but I, personally, do prefer alcohol over other drinks because it helps with my thirsty for blood. Since male's blood isn't near as strong as female's, no matter the race. So, even though I drank, I would still stay hungry," and he avoided it for five hundred years, for… me.
"Why?"
Ace tilted his head softly, "It is related to females being the ones who are able to give life to other babies, their hormones are said to be and taste different, stronger, more potent, like a liquid source of power. Thankfully, as a Royal, I was born already considerably stronger than most without drinking blood, so not having drank any female's blood for all of those centuries didn't really made me weaker or anything. Just, never satisfied, which can turn one of my kind into a very dangerous being."
And though I know I should be concerned about that, it only made him more attractive to me, "I… I want to touch you," I gather the courage to say, "can you," I made a sign for my hands up my head and he released right away.
He seemed genuinely surprised, "My ruby, I'm yours to explore, do whatever you want with me. I'm sorry for holding you like that, I just couldn't control myself."
Again, his words messed with my heart, making it speed up like a bitch, and I caressed my hands together before bringing them to touch his face, and his skin was incredibly soft to the touch. The second my hand touched him, he gasped and closed his eyes, "Does it hurt? Is it uncomfortable?"
"Quite the opposite," he whispered and his voice seemed ten tones deeper, "I just," his eyes shot open and there was desire in them, liquid desire brightening his gaze, "I dreamed with this so many times, my ruby, and feeling your soft delicate small hands in me is beyond what I ever thought it would be."
I bought them to his hair, which I've been dying to touch since I saw him when I entered the dining room, "You hair is so soft," I mumbled to myself and he blushed.
"Yours are softer," his eyes fell to my lips and my heart jumped again ready to run laps. "Your heart is always speeding up, tell me what makes that happen." I have a slight feeling that he already knows but wants to hear it from me. Maybe to be sure that he's not crazy.
It feels good to know that he wants to hear me saying, it means he cares. If starting more than one fucking war for me wasn't indication enough, "There are many reasons," I started flirty, feeling more in control of myself. "Overall you makes me feel weird in away I'm not used to, in a way I've only read in novels. Your energy, your voice, the way you look at me… what you say, what your body does," I felt my face burn as the picture of his hard size came into my dirty mind again.
He gently took one of my hands and brought it to his hard sculpted chest, pressing it so I could feel his heartbeat, and it was as speeded-up as my own, "My heart also beats like that for you, my ruby," he whispered.
My ruby. I'm starting to love how he calls me, it makes me feel bubbles in my belly. It's my first time having what people call Butterflies. And I looked around him, the soft red energy overflowing from him, "Your soul is beautiful, Ace. It looks like mine," I whispered, and when my eyes got back to his, as I caressed his soft hair, he seemed dumbstruck, his pupils dilated in a way that caused the ruby iris to be almost gone.
And when I unconsciously licked my lips, as it felt harder to breath and my lips seemed to be drying up, his eyes followed my action and when I saw in his eyes what he wanted to do, I felt like doing it myself. So, when he licked his, I closed my eyes and ended the distance between us, slamming my lips on his, allowing him to have my first kiss. Giving him the right to claim all of my first times.
Ace seemed surprised for a second but that was gone on the next instant as he pushed his lips again mine harder, switching our position in a second, sitting down with his back to the bedframe in a way that I would be straddling on his strong lap. He tightened his grip on my waist and pressing our bodies together, my breasts against his hard wide chest. His tongue licked through my lips and I opened my mouth for him, letting him take my tongue for a wrestling match, as we devoured each other, and I felt my clothes becoming even more of a nuisance.
"My top…" He didn't need me to say anything else, as his big hands first teared the fallen sleeves and then the crop top in a half, managing to throw it far away from the bed. My breasts felt heavier and warmer than ever, my nipples painfully hard, and it only got worse as they slammed on his naked burning chest. The sudden touch making me moan in his lips.
"I'll worship them later," Ace muttered against my lips before getting back to feverously kissing me, so hard that I'm sure my lips will still be swollen tomorrow. "It's been two days, my love, but damn, you still taste like chocolate mousse," he bit my bottom lip softly and I moaned again, deepening the kiss, as my hands clang to his hair as if I would die if I didn't.
When he began to kiss my cheeks, jaw, slowly and sensually descending to my neck, I moaned, letting my head fall back. However, when I felt his long and sharp fangs caressing my skin, he didn't do anything, seemingly to be asking for permission. I hugged him with my nails scratching the skin of his back, "Do it," I managed to say and my voice came out almost soundless.
His lips turned into a grin against my skin and as Ace dove into the side of my neck, sinking two pairs of twin sharp fangs, tearing my soft skin, I harmlessly bit his shoulder to contain my cry. It stings at first, but when his fangs settled inside my veins, drinking from me, it felt… arousing. My sanity seems to be leaving me for good because having his fangs into me and his lips on my neck felt fucking good. Beyond good, actually.
I released his shoulder from my teeth and hugged his black tighter, in the best way I could, because, of course, he's way too huge for my arms possibly be able to find each other on his back, especially because his back is wider than the ocean. As another moan left my lips uncontrollably, my hips moved on his and I felt his monstrous cock on my back, harder than concrete. Again, and again, and again, my hips moved desperately seeking for some friction, my pussy juices wetting his short even through the ones I'm using.
The more he sucker my neck, the more I wanted him to keep doing it, it felt right in a way I can't even begin to explain. Again, in other circumstances I should be scared of a vampire drinking my blood and not seeming to be anywhere satisfied and ready to stop, but I am not. Maybe it's what they called mating bond acting up, maybe it isn't. The only thing I know is that my hands went to his hair again, pressing his head even more in the gap of my neck.
If this isn't intoxicating, I can't even imagine what I would feel if I drank his. Because I can honestly see myself addicted to letting him drink from me, it's like I'm bewitched. Enchanted from the second I heard his voice. Fuck. That spoke with my soul. And the spell only sank deeper into my bones as my eyes laid on the perfection that he is.
Another delightful moan left my lips and I closed my eyes, feeling my body burn hotter. I can feel as he suck my blood, as he swallow mouthfuls of me. Just as I felt as he began to retract himself, so my arms went to his back again, as his right went to my waist and his left to the other side of my neck, holding me delicately. When he opened his eyes, licking my blood from his fangs and lips, his fangs slowly going back to pointy canines, it was a breathtaking view.
"Delicious doesn't even begin to explain how your blood tasted, my ruby. I've always wonder how sweet you would be, but this? Ruby, this is beyond my expectations, and I think you might have just gotten me addicted to you," his voice was deep, reverberating through my bones, his chest rising and falling insanely showing that he's as out of breath as I am.
Breathing unsteadily, I licked my lips, brought my hands to the sides of his holy face with the most unholy intentions I could gather in my body, and slammed my lips on his, my eyes closing as I tasted myself in his tongue. He carefully took my hands away and made me wrap my arms around his neck, then he kissed me back hard, his big hands going to my thick ass, squeezing deliciously, holding me tightly against his body.
Naughtily, Ace's big hands went up to the waistband of my shorts and he teared it up, leaving me only with my small lace panties, which were fully soaked with my pussy juices. I let out a surprised cry on his mouth and he smiled over my lips. But he wasn't even close to being done, no, again, he pushed the panty aside and took his incredibly long fingers to my pulsing swollen pussy, torturing my clit, and that was exactly what I needed to ignite my orgasm.
My first one.
I broke the kiss, crying, overwhelmed with pleasure, pressing my face on the gap of his back, and he held me tightly by my waist with his free hand as my entire body shook aggressively. "Fuck," he moaned, "you soundly absolutely lovely when you come, my ruby." I was still shaking like a bitch, but I couldn't help smiling against the skin of his neck, feeling my face burning. "Tell me it was your first," he pled.
My lungs were burning as I tried my best to breath, and after an eternity, I looked at him again, my eyes hazy, feeling sweat on my forehead, but I managed to smile, though I'm pretty sure it came more slut-ish than anything, "1st orgasm, 1st kiss, 1st bite, 1st to touch me." My voice was a tone deeper and raspy, and if he wasn't so close he might not even have heard it. "I made a mess, sorry."
Ace touched his forehead on mine, closing his eyes for an instant, inhaling deeply, "Your scent is addicting, Ruby, you know that?" I blushed again. "You're also my first, babe," his eyes flickered opened again, and there was a mischievousness there. "I never allowed any female to touch me, and before I could have enough notion about it, my mom took care of me personally."
That took my words away. I stared at him in pure awe. As unholy as all of thing is, it felt so fucking holy.
"Tell me what are you thinking."
"You can't read my thoughts?" So, not as Edward!
He grinned widely, "Did you read a lot about it in the human world, my ruby? About my kind?" His playfulness stroke my heart, and I felt my face hotter than before.
"Maybe?"
Ace's eyebrows went up in a sensual way, and his dimples looked deeper than the ocean, "Oh?"
I chuckled embarrassedly, "I may or not have had a thing for vampires," he seemed amused to hear that. "And some of them could read others thoughts, that's why I asked."
"Mm-hm," he licked his lips as if holding back his giggles. "So, you are exploring the territory to see how much of what you read could be true, hm? Although some things might be absurd in those books you read, like the whole turning-humans-into-us."
"So, no mind-reading?"
He giggled softly, "No. Not yet."
My interest was picked, "What do you mean?"
"When you consummate the mating bond, and it is fully stabilized between the pair, lots of things happen. Mind-reading is one of them," oh my Goddess!
I gasped, "I'll be able to read your mind?"
His cheeks turned brightly crimson, "Yes. Though I'll already warn you that my thoughts are far from holy," oh? I like the sound of that. "You might think I'm a perv."
A pervert grin took over my lips, "You think mine are holy?" I provoked him, kissing him softly. "They aren't, Ace. I am a succubus after all."
"Keep teasing me like that and I promise I'll tongue-fuck you until you cry for me to fill you up, my love," my eyes widened in pure sexual hunger.
"I don't believe you," I provoked him fiercely.
His eyebrows arched up in surprise, "No?"
"You said you would finger-fuck me before, and you didn't!" And I do not forget anything.
I swear shadows danced in his eyes, "That's because my fingers are too long for you, Ruby. If I do what I want to you, right now, I'll end up taking your virginity with my hand. I can't let that happen. Your purity is solely for my cock to take!" The seriousness in his voice got me all soaking wet again, and he seemed to feel it because his hands finally went to my heavy breasts, caressing them, "That won't happen with my tongue. But before that, we have some unfinished business."
"D-d-do we?" I stuttered, doing my best not to close my eyes overwhelmed by the deliciousness of his touch on my sensible breasts.
Ace watched me with feral hunger, "I promised to worship them, didn't I, my ruby? And I'm someone who always keeps his words." When he pinched my rock-hard nipples, I couldn't hold back my moan, "I love the sounds you make, my sweet ruby. And I knew your breasts would be palpable enough to fill my hands with them. It's like they were made for me." He held me up by my waist and I cried in protests, but he only smiled as he took me off of him and laid me down, coming over me again.
He took my hands and put them on his hair, "I like the way you hold me by them, so, keep holding me, my ruby," he whispered before lowering himself to my chest.