Chapter 22

My skin heats with each thrust of his fingers, and each forceful lap of his tongue, and i cannot stop the moans of pleasure tearing through my slackened jaw. My hand is wrapped in his hair, giving the impression that I have control, but I don’t. I control nothing, and I like it.

Mihai’s hand slowly slides up my stomach, his fingers wrapping around my neck as he cuts of my ability to breathe, black spots clouding my vision, and yet, I am not afraid. I want more. I want everything that he can give to me.

He slowly inserts a third finger, the intense fullness that I feel teetering me over the edge of a cliff I cannot even see, and then he sucks and pulls at my clit. Sparks erupt throughout my body, the orgasm shaking my soul, and destroying what was left of my resistance.

My screams echo through the room as he slowly helps me to come down from my bliss, his hand loosening around my neck just enough so that I can gasp for breath.

I never knew anything could feel like that, but now I do, there is no going back.

“Fuck.” I gasp, my eyes wide as i release the chunk of Mihai’s hair i was clinging on to.

“Get on your knees.” He says, climbing of me and onto his feet.

I obey immediately, even though a part of me wants to refuse, i shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t want this. But i do. I want it all.

I look up at him through tired eyes, the orgasm taking what was left of my energy and throwing it away. But the way he is looking at me, it sparks something inside of me, something feral and greedy.

And fuck, i want him to always look at me like that.

He slowly takes off his belt and unbuttons his trousers, freeing the monster i knew to be hidden there. “i want you to take my cock in your pretty little mouth.” he says, rubbing the thick length with one hand, whilst he holds the other out to me.

My eyes are wide as i stare at his throbbing cock, the thick vein that runs from base to tip making my stomach clench with anticipation, i take his hand, nervously licking my lips as i allow him to pull me closer to him.

Mihai throws a cushion on the floor and i kneel down on it, staring at the thick monster in front of me, not knowing how i am going to fit more than the tip in my mouth. Yet, i have to try, i want to. He made me orgasm in ways i didn’t know my body could, it is only fair that i do the same.

“Don’t be afraid, it doesn’t bite.” He chuckles, grabbing the back of my head.

“I know it doesn’t, but that doesn’t mean it’ll fit.” I snap, trying hard not to panic.

I'm a hunter, something like this shouldn’t scare me, but it does, and not just because of its size, what if I'm not good at it? What if he doesn’t like the way i touch him?

When was the last time i did something like this? I don’t even remember, but what i do know is that i have never been face to face with one so large before.

Clearly The Nati vampires were packed more than i thought they were, or maybe it is just Mihai. Either way, it should be fucking terrifying. So, why i am getting wetter, and why is my clit throbbing with the need for more?

Mihai stares at me as i lick my lips, popping the tip of his cock in my mouth, and taking it back as far as i can, my eyes watering as it hits the back of my throat.

He leans down, stroking the sides of my cheeks to loosen my jaw, “Such a good girl.” He praises.

I take deep breath through my nose and suck on it as hard as i can, using my tongue to swirl a figure eight around the tip, a groan of pleasure shuddering through his body, making me want to do it again, and again.

His hand wraps around my hair, pushing me further onto his cock as i gasp, the thickness traveling down my throat and making my eyes water, and yet the way he groans makes me want to take even more, my mind not caring for the fact that i can barely breathe.

He pulls my head back, his cock slipping out of my mouth with a wet plop, white liquid dripping from the tip, and sliding down to the base.

I lean forward, licking from base to tip and washing away the salty liquid with my tongue, not caring for the taste, but also not hating it either.

Mihai pulls me back on to my feet, and leads me towards the bed, throwing back the thick duvet and throwing me onto the mattress so hard that i bounce, a small giggle bursting from me like the happiness i feel building inside of my chest.

I watch as he pulls off his trousers and throws them across the room, unbuttoning his shirt as he watches me squirm with anticipation, his eyes soft, almost showing the human side of him, if a Nati can have one.

He climbs onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs, the tip of his cock pressed against my entrance. “Once i do this, there is no going back for us, little hunter, you will belong to me.” he says, his eyes darkening with lust. “Say it. Say you belong to me.”

I nod my head, desperate to feel him inside of me, “I belong to you.” I breathe.

He smiles, his fangs on full display as he pushes inside me in one single thrust of his hips, filling me to the brim with his cock. I gasp, the pain and pleasure mixing together, throwing all of my sanity out of the window.

“Such a good girl.” He praises, slowly pulling back only to thrust in harder, a gasp breaking free of my lips.

It feels so fucking good.

Mihai picks up the pace, filling me over and over, thrusting so hard that i see stars, the pleasure building in the bottom of my stomach, my walls clenching around him.

His movements become more desperate and choppy, his hips shuddering as he explodes inside of me, my orgasm following his as i clench harder around him, milking all that he has out of him.

“Fuck.” He breathes, his arms at either side of my hips as he pants.

For someone who doesn’t need to breathe, he’s gasping for breath as though he has been starved of it.

I stare at him, my eyes growing heavy, he is right, there is no going back, but I'm not entirely sure that i want to.

If this is to be my life now, the least i can do is try to enjoy the small moments of pleasure.

He moves to lay beside me, pulling me onto his chest, shock reeling through me when i hear the strange beating of his heart against my ear. It doesn’t sound at all like my own, but it proves something that has been on my mind for years, vampires are alive.

Maybe it is the hunter council that are wrong, maybe the Nati aren’t evil at all. Not all of them.

I go to speak, but i don’t want to ruin the moment, so instead i close my eyes, listening to the strange sound of his heart, and darkness soon wraps me within its folds.