Page 73 of Sweeter than Honey

She shrugs out of her jacket and I admire her smooth, toned arms as she bends down over me. Her lips find mine, and she pulls me into a passionate kiss. The idea of her deep crimson lipstick mixing with my pale pink shade makes me feel all gooey inside, and I kiss her enthusiastically. Her eyes travel down my neck.

“Your bite marks…” she says, her lips trailing on the final word.

“Just a bit of make-up,” I tell her.

“It’s too bad,” she sighs. “I like to see them.”

Now my heart is hammering properly in my chest, and a warm, urgent desire penetrates my core. She bends down over me further, and I sink into the generous, soft leather seat. I’m glad the tinted windows give us the privacy we need. I’d like her to have me in every way she can.

She pulls down my silk dress and my breasts spill out. She takes a tender, sensitive nipple in hand and caresses it, pinching a little harder than she has before. I moan, and she bends down to put the other between her lips, sucking it insistently.

I feel myself becoming wetter and wetter. I don’t know what I want more badly…for her to fuck me, or to bite me.

“There’s a place we haven’t tried,” she says, her eyes finding mine. “An artery.”

“Where?” I breathe.

“Here.” She taps a spot on my breast and I feel my body weaken with longing. She sees the look in my eyes and a little crimson tinges her irises. Her lipstick is smudged. The powerful vampire shinesthrough the corporate veneer, and her fangs elongate past her lips, perhaps longer than they have before. The light catches their bright white tips and they gleam.

She bares her fangs, and adrenaline courses through my veins.

“Please,” I say, desperately, offering up my breast to her. “Please bite me…I want youso badly…”

“I love it when you beg,” she replies, her voice thick. Then her eyes find mine and pull me into the glamour.

It’s the perfect, full-body high. Every inch of me tingles, sensitive and ready for her. No matter how many times she charms me, it never loses its magic. For a moment, it feels like it’s only the two of us in the whole world.

Ecstasy overwhelms me as her fangs sink into my breast, warm blood spilling out across my chest. But before it can stain the fabric of my dress, she pulls her fangs from me and laps up every drop of blood with her hungry, artful tongue. Her lips fix to my breast and she drinks powerfully. I moan with pleasure as she sucks the blood from my veins. I can sense her growing stronger, and she holds me tightly in her arms.

As she feasts on me, another desire rises up inside my core. She seems to sense it, and catches my eye without lifting her lips from my chest. Unhesitating, she reaches down under my dress. Finding that I’m not wearing panties, she groans, and her fingers explore my sensitive folds.

I shriek with delight as she plays with my clit between her skillful fingers. I feel my pleasure start to build, and so does she. Teasingly, she slows. I know she likes to draw it out. Impatiently, I buck at her hand with my hips.

She laughs, and takes her lips from my breast.

“Do you want more, Lily?” she asks.

“Yes, yes!”

“What do you want?” she says, with a raised eyebrow. I smile up at her shyly. I know that she knows, but she likes to hear me say it.

“I want you to fuck me…please…”

“Good.” With a shimmer of crimson in her eyes, she enters me with three fingers, plunging deep inside me in a beckoning motion, teasing my G-spot. I gasp and thrust against her hand, and she puts her lipsback to my breast, drinking deeply once again. I swoon at the twin pleasures, the sensations complementing each other, the glamour making each motionsosensitive…

The other two times she drank from me, she stopped very quickly, just taking enough to satiate herself. But this time, she truly feasts, allowing her carnal side to emerge. Her eyes turn completely red, and she fucks me harder than she ever has before. I lose all sense of space and time, completely at her mercy, belonging totally to her.

Unable to hold back, I come in a crashing, overwhelming orgasm. As I cum, she sucks deeper, drinking her fill of my blood. It makes my head spin and my entire body spasm. I’ve never experienced pleasure like this. I never even knew it was possible.

I fall back down onto the smooth leather seat, completely satisfied. Renata takes her lips from my skin and licks the marks so they form two perfect dots upon my breast. Looking up at her, I can see how she radiates power and strength, fueled by my blood. The idea of giving myself to her in this way fills me with joy, and I sigh happily.

Her fangs retract, and she kisses me tenderly on the cheek.

“You look beautiful like this,” she whispers. “My Lily.”

Chapter 25: Rumours

Lily