5 - THIRSTY DRACULA

ALYSSA

“I need them off, little bat,” his hard seductive voice was powerful enough to make me do anything he asked for.

He might be lost in his senses but he definitely wasn’t lost in the bedroom. He knew just what he wanted.

‘So much for my rules.’

The thought of being completely naked in front of him, while the bloodthirsty hunk remained dressed, made me feel vulnerable and uncomfortable… but not as much as it turned me on. My clit throbbed intensely at how he fixed his devious amber eyes on me, a reminder that I was playing with fire.

I’ve always loved the burn but still, this jacket wasn’t helping.

Wetting my lips, I pulled the crop top off me, instantly revealing my breasts. His sharp intake of breath on sighting them made my nipples tighten into painful knots. He followed my hands to my leggings, observing me stretch the waistband before pulling it down to expose my legs. 

He examined them like dessert, undoubtedly imagining how far he spread them open, but when I reached out for my panties, Irvin hissed, getting on his feet so quickly that I barely saw it happen.

In a second, he had covered the distance between us, wrapping an arm around my throat, his god-like figure reminding me of how small I was, and how fucking vulnerable he had made me. He could snap my neck and suck my blood dry, and I’ll fucking let him do it even if I had any control. I couldn't stop myself.

The earthy mix of his saffron scent made my eyes heavy, compelling me to beg for every inch of him. Goddess, I needed more than just a hand on my neck, I wanted him to crush me under his weight and fuck me senseless.

His second hand held the edge of my panties as his amber eyes bored into mine. “I must warn you, Alyssa...” He growled, twisting the edges and tightening his hand around my neck, making it harder to breathe. “...when I sight blood, I won’t stop… and when I don’t stop, you won’t leave here alive tonight, got that?”

A gasp was my only answer as his statement did the opposite of scare me, because a new wave of fluid doused my pussy, almost making me moan.

The sexy smirk on his face told me heard it because he tore the panties right off me, going under to see for himself.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

I squealed when his finger set in motion, playing around and teasing me in all the right places while my clit impatiently awaited its turn. “You seem to be good at this,” I managed to crack out with how firmly he held my throat.

Snarling, he slapped my ass, causing my head to knock back and a moan to escape out of me. “Every time you make a sound...” he whispered murderously into my ear, sending hot shivers down my spine. “...I’ll leave a handprint on you so you can show your daddy how hard his daughter got fucked.”

His fingers found my clit and I pressed my eyes shut at the sensation, feeling myself get wetter. He spanked my ass again and I gasped, staring at him in disbelief.

“Eyes on me, little bat.”

His fingers traced circles around my clit, obliging me to bite my lip firmly, to stop any moan from releasing, but it got harder when he moved to rubbing circles instead, making sharper and more calculated movements. I was only given a limited amount of air but the thought of moaning sounded more appealing than breathing to survive.

A moan slipped out of me when he went faster, noting him biting his lip mercilessly till it drew blood. He looked down at me and gave me a spank that made me jump under his hold. Fuck, I wouldn’t be surprised if my skin would stay red for the next week.

He pressed the blood on his lip to my forehead, the feeling of his mouth on my skin made my lips part for a kiss but if we dared go down that lane, I would die of suffocation.

Licking the blood off my forehead, his fingers went into my pussy, gathering my fluid only to rub it all over my clit again, rendering it impossible to hold my next moan back which got me a slap to my untouched butt cheek. 

I couldn’t take it anymore, an orgasm was building fast and deep in the base of my stomach and I was reaching it quickly. Squeezing my eyes shut, I let out a silent cry—a few rubs and it would come through—but he detached his fingers from my clit and completely cut off my air supply. 

The orgasm rolled back as I choked, my pussy pulsating in need. He looked so fucking cruel now and when he returned my breath, I glared at him for denying me but he only smacked my ass in return, showing off his canines. 

“You’re an asshole.” He replied with his middle finger in my pussy, my pupils dilating and heat rising in my throat on the erotic impact. He explored the inside of me gently and I folded the material of his shirt in clenched fists, hoping I could equally hold myself together. Going straight in, he slightly bent and... “Oh my god, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”

The jackass found my G spot, I couldn’t even find my own G spot, and all my senses centered on the spicy site that made me squeal. He slapped my ass for speaking and whispered in my ear, “You like that, don’t you?”

He gave pressure and motion to it, further constricting my breathing. “Yes!”

Smacking my ass again, he breathed down my ear and asked once more, “You like that… don’t you?” he repeated harshly and I sucked my lips in, nodding. “Good girl.”

I could feel his perfectly sculpted chest under the excuse of a shirt, hardly able to concentrate on anything else when he had that single finger in me, doing so many sinful and unspeakable things. I wouldn’t have been able to breathe… even if he didn’t have his arms wrapped around my neck.

“I know you want to moan my name, little bat.” I so wanted to. “I dare you to. Say my name.”

And get another spank, not a chance, but when he began moving his corrupt finger back and forth against my wall… I almost lost it.

I tried to hold my ground, pursing my lips and closing my eyes, so I could focus on controlling my vocal cords but damn... his finger... how could one finger do so fucking much?

“Eyes on me, Alyssa,” he warned, a growl reverberating deep in his chest. Fuck, he couldn’t say my name again or I was going to give up. My pleasure was building up again and an orgasm was right around the corner. “Can you feel how wet you are for me?” Not that tone, stop talking. “Your pussy’s weeping for me to go deeper.”

He made a move and I lost it. “Irvin,” I moaned in his chest and that’s how fast I landed on the bed below his massive build, getting my breasts eaten up by his savage mouth. “Oh god!”

He bit my nipples and I was forced to keep shut as he moved from one breast to the other, consuming them like they were his favorite meal.

My neck ached from his hold, the not-so-gentle grazing of his canines on my boobs was more stimulating than he imagined. 

“Ready to play, Alyssa,” his moaning voice was my only hint before he turned me over and placed himself on me, his shirt getting hauled off him faster than it took for me to gather my bearings.

Desperately, I reached out for his sweatpants but he grabbed my hands and towed my body towards his chest until I crashed on him, my breasts compressing against his colossal figure, my pussy redirecting to where his cock was and our faces touching.

His saffron scent enveloped me as I admired his beautiful face, defined cheekbones, lustrous eyelashes, deadly amber eyes, ash blonde hair that I would kill for, and those dimples... I looked down at his protruding canines, my hair falling on the bed with strands scattering on his face.

I lunged down to one of his canines and licked it, receiving a deep rumble from his chest and a moan. Those moans were heaven-made but hell sent.

“Looks like you found my weak spot,” he mumbled.

“You’re not the only one with that power.”

My lips crashed into his and he took control, enfolding a hand around the back of my head as he forced me deeper into his mouth. The icy burn and the passionate fondle of our mouths were breathtaking, nothing else seemed to matter anymore. Not the lies my parents have fed to me all my life. Not the fact that the Alpha King was coming after me. Not the fear of what would happen after I lost my virginity. Not the everyday problems I have to deal with but just pure bliss. Pure dangerous bliss.

My tongue entwined around his canines as he devoured all my sanity, constructing an enormous tower of euphoria in us. 

I separated my lips from his mouth when something entered my pussy, compelling me to kneel upright while driving a current of unbearable agonizing paradise up me, looking down to find the tip of his cock inserted right where my G spot was.

“Fuck, you can’t do that to me.”

I hissed for more of him but he clutched my lap, grasping them till they turned red. “You don’t get more till you show you deserve it.”

His eyes lit up as I glared at him, cutting our gaze as I started working my pussy around his... damn, his cock was huge. How the actual fuck is it so huge? Goddess.

Gasping with eyes closed shut and lips parted open, I felt every inch of his tip in me, rolling my hips over his length and drawing silky moans out of the sexy vampire. Out of the world moans that stole every pure unscathed thing from me.

He growled as I placed my hands on his beautifully outlined abs, moving faster and kicking euphoria into the both of us. He moaned between clenched teeth and groaned at the sound of it.

“Fuck it, Alyssa, you’re too damn good up there.”

A churning orgasm was shut down when he rolled me over and placed me under him, the tip of his cock still tormenting my pussy. He stared at me in delight when I panicked, realizing what would come next, and wondering if I was making a big mistake. What if it hurts more than I imagined, what if I die? I’m being ridiculous but anxiety is a ridiculous thing...

“Is my little bat already changing her mind?” he whispered mockingly.

He harassed me with the head of his cock, my lip biting at the reminder of how good it felt. Fuck everything else, this was what I wanted. “Not a chance.”

He licked his bottom lip as his amber eyes trailed my very naked body. “You were warned.”

I screamed on the first tough thrust, no warning could’ve made up for the mixed pain and sizzling pleasure I felt. A burning sensation overtook me even though I was as wet as a waterfall. My nervousness was replaced with tension and I wanted to run but instead, I relaxed my legs and he took the next thrust easier, giving me time to process everything as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, my fingers balling up the sheets of the bed.

The pain was undeniable, but so was the passion channeling us both. 

“Damn, you feel so good,” he moaned as his thrusts went harder and faster but before he could get too deep into it, he pulled out his cock, leaving me painfully empty. 

“No, more…” 

He looked down at his cock and something insanely deadly flashed in his eyes, my weary eyes almost missed it. 

“Oh fuck!” he moaned the loudest, stirring my arousal up and making my clit throb more violently than ever. My blood was on his cock, I couldn’t see how much of it because he instantly plunged himself back in, thrusting faster than I could handle.

“Holy shit!” 

His ruthless obliteration of my insides was as dreadful as it was remarkable. The raw ferociousness was taking me to places I could have never even dreamed of reaching. He was a monster, pounding me to the very core, and sending my body in an artful and rhythmic movement that should’ve been fucking illegal.

My screams were not held back, couldn’t be held back, and every fragment of me was pulsing in the marvelous passion. His undone animalistic moans made heat surge in me faster than anything else could, my pussy holding on to his cock as his thrusts only intensified, my climax sneaking up on me.

“You animal!” I yelled, thinking he couldn’t slam me harder than he already was only for him to prove me terribly wrong.

Squeezing the sheets did no justice to containing me, my screams were not enough to pull me back into the world he so mercilessly dragged me from, my eyes bowled to the back of my head till they hurt… the desire was undeniable.

My climax caught up to me and an orgasm shot out, an ear-splitting moan wrenching out of me. It didn’t take long before he hit the spot, coming into me. But he barely even took a break before resuming thrusting into me, the pleasure becoming more painful. It didn’t take me long to know that he had lost control. 

He wasn’t fucking joking earlier.

“Irvin! Irvin, stop!” I begged, trying to drive him back but it was hard to focus when he was still pounding inside of me. “Stop, Irvin!” It was like he couldn’t hear me, his monstrous senses had taken over him. “IRVIN!” 

Not knowing what else to do, I slapped him with my claws out and the collision made them tear through his face. He growled, snapping his amber eyes that were now dark and empty to me, anger roaring on his face.

My frightened eyes looked right back, afraid that I would be swallowed into the void he had slipped into but the more he stared into my eyes, the slower his painful thrusts went, until eventually he stopped and the blackness from his eyes faded.

He blinked, acting like he just came out of a trance or coma, and looked down at me, confusion written on his face, before pulling his cock out, hauling a groan out of me.

“What the fuck, Irvin?!” I yelped, perplexed as I was barely able to move my legs, noticing how red I was all over.

“How did you stop me?” he requested in a growl, like it was the most concerning thing right now… staring at me in disbelief.

“What the fuck do you mean?” I croaked out. “I slapped you and you just looked at me like you were in a daze but…”

“Fuck,” he bit out, still gazing at me like I did the most unbelievable and impossible thing. “What exactly are you?”

Fear razed me when I realized Irvin wouldn’t have stopped if… if I didn’t do whatever I did that… “I want to know the same thing,” I whispered, closing my eyes and collapsing back into the bed from exhaustion.