Soon, his fingers traced the juncture of her thigh. She was exhilarated. The icy coldness of his touch and kisses was so different from all her past experiences. And the surge of thrill and desire coursing through her right now felt just... too much. And yet, she wanted him to do more… more.
"You're dripping." He whispered, sounding so delighted. "So wet for me."
Her face burned, but she didn't have time to be embarrassed as he moved her panties aside and finally touched her directly.
Sela's entire body shivered when she felt his ice-cold finger slide against her clit. The sensation was so new and so… indescribable. He circled her entrance with the tip of his finger, and she realized it wasn't sharp. She could've sworn his nails were like blades a while ago when he touched her neck! So what… happened with his sharp nails...?
Slowly, he worked his finger into her entrance, and all of Sela's thoughts immediately evaporated once again. He slid inside her, in and out, drawing out sounds of pleasure from her mouth. Then he buried his impossibly cold, thick, and long finger inside her until his palm was pressed against her flesh.
"You're so hot, angel… burning like a fire."
His voice and his ministration caused her to shudder. And then Sela instinctively widened her thighs.
He praised her again, but she barely caught it as the beating of her heart drowned out his words.
He added one more finger inside her, then curled his fingers up, hitting a spot inside her that sent her eyes to the back of her head. Her moans echoed as she arched from the pleasure.
Growling in response, he latched on to her breast again. His wicked mouth sucked while his skillful fingers moved faster. The erotic sound of suctioning and slurping noises soon filled the dark room as he continued to fuck her senseless with his impossibly erotic fingers.
"Oh…. God…" she cried as she began to ride his hand like her life depended on it.
A sinful chuckle vibrated from his mouth. "Yes… I'm your god now. The only god who's going to worship you, pleasure you, and devour you… the only..."
She didn't hear the rest of what he was saying as she began to cry louder. She could now feel the beginning of an orgasm she was certain she'd never experienced before. Yes, she was going to cum hard… so violently hard… right here, inside a coffin, with this hot vampire.
With one last thrust, she screamed as the powerful orgasm ripped through her. She was consumed completely and all she could see was the very peak of heaven.
Even after he slid his fingers off her, she continued to jerk from the aftershocks. A deep rumbling sound made her look at him through half-lidded eyes, and there she saw him bringing his soaked fingers into his mouth. His eyes rolled backwards as he sucked off her juices, acting as though he was sucking the most delicious lollipop he'd ever tasted.
And then she saw his mouth move, saying something. But Sela's eyes soon drifted close as she fell into a peaceful, dreamy oblivion.
…
Sela rubbed her eyes, trying to shake off the last vestiges of sleep. Feeling groggy and disoriented, she sat up in bed when the memories of the previous night came flooding back to her.
Sela's eyes flew wide with shock, and she immediately groped herself. When she couldn't seem to feel anything amiss, she let out a long exhale. It had all just been a dream, she thought—a thrilling, fiery dream that had felt all too real. Of course, it was just a dream! Why was she feeling disappointed now? Sela shook her head, feeling like she was going crazy.
When Sela realized that the sun was already high, she rushed to prepare herself to face the new day.
But as she descended the grand staircase towards her living room, a nagging feeling continued to grow in the pit of Sela's stomach. She tried to ignore it, but the more minutes that passed, the more she couldn't shake the memory of the vampire's touch, the sensation of his lips on her skin, and the way he had held her so possessively in his arms.
Sela's feet carried her down the stairs to the basement. She facepalmed as soon as she reached the basement, warring with herself, yet she continued to walk further inside. What was she trying to do here? Was she seriously considering that her dream could be real? A vampire in a coffin?
"Sela, are you serious?!" Despite her groans towards herself, she didn't stop until she reached that ever so familiar door. The mere sight of it had her freezing. It was exactly as she saw it in her dream. Her mind now began to be filled with doubts, fears, and a certain thrill. Was it really all just a dream? Could it have been real? What if the vampire was still down there? What if he was waiting for her?