Page 34 of Those That Don’t Exist (Hidden Vampires #1)

My lips quickly find hers again for another searing kiss before I devour her jaw.

Lowering to her neck I lick a pathway down her skin.

I want more of her to taste. In a swift move I have her jumper and shirt off, leaving her in only a black lacy bra.

There’s skin on show which I’ve not had my lips on before.

I make my way south of her collarbone, kissing and biting - sans fangs - down between her breasts and onto her stomach.

“Are you sure?” I question, dropping more open mouthed kisses on the most delicious skin.

“Yes, please Ty, don’t stop,” she pleads, before releasing a delicious moan as I drag my tongue along the band of her bra, her taste driving me wild. One of my hands cups her breast over the thin material and not so gently squeezes whilst the other finds the fly on her jeans.

“Take this off,” I demand, hooking a finger in one of the cups, snapping it against her skin.

She obeys as I move so I’m kneeling on the floor before her.

I make quick work of removing her jeans and socks.

I take off my top too as I’m overheating from the sight before me.

In her matching black lace underwear she looks like a fucking goddess of temptation.

I quickly move back between her spread thighs, her heels resting on the edge of the sofa cushion.

I drag my nose up her centre, relishing in the scent of her arousal and the little mewling sound she makes at the contact.

Feral, that’s how I am right now.

I want to go slow, I want to savour this as the moment I get to taste her for the first time but my patience is completely absent.

Ripping her underwear down her legs before I place a hand on each of her thighs to hold her open to me.

I take a second to admire the view of her glistening cunt before I lean in and lick my tongue up the full length of her core.

Her moan of pleasure has me doing it again immediately.

Her taste is better than anything I can remember having on my tongue. I want more and so I take it.

I lap at her entrance several times, eating up the wetness she’s producing for me. Because of me.

I’m getting both drunk and high off of it.

No, it’s more euphoric than either of those things. I’d know.

The bud of nerves at the top of her pussy calls to be licked and sucked on and so I do. Above me Red writhes, her hips bucking as I latch on to her clit. Every sound that escapes her throat only drives me on.

One of her hands moves to my hair, gripping it tight, making sure I don’t move off her.

As if I would. The other gives me a show as she plays with her own breasts, lightly pinching her nipples.

I memorise the way she rolls one between her fingers for future use.

This time it's me groaning against her flesh.

I spend a few moments more at her clit, rolling it with my tongue and making sure it's wet with my saliva before heading down to her entrance again. I bring my hand up so I can continue playing with her bud using my thumb whilst my tongue pushes as deep inside her as I can go. I can’t stop another moan escaping my throat at the fresh taste of her.

I fuck her with my tongue whilst working my digit in light circles around her clit.

It's not long before she’s tensing, her walls around my tongue contracting.

My dick is hard as stone and throbbing against my jeans.

I quickly unzip them with my free hand, taking myself out so I can stroke my length as I feast on my Red.

I fork my tongue, licking as deep as I can.

“Oh fuck… I’m close. Ty, I’m so close,” Red pants as she tips her head back. Her words heat my skin as they land, my own pleasure heightening at knowing I’m pleasing her.

“Come for me, come on my tongue.” I pause only long enough to instruct her.

The moment before the orgasm hits her, her whole body coils tight.

Then she’s crying out the sweetest sounds.

Her walls contract in waves around my tongue and I’m rewarded with more wetness to lick up.

I work her through her climax, soaking up the noises she makes as she slowly descends from the high.

I rise up onto my haunches whilst still gently playing with her clit, giving her aftershocks. I’m pumping myself harder now, feeling my own release building quickly.

“Come on me.” The best instruction I’ve ever gotten hits my ears and I look up to see Red’s gaze locked on me. On the show I’m giving her. “Please, mark me with your release.”

My Red has a filthy mouth and great ideas, how can I not obey?

I pump myself faster, pushing my hips up more so my dick is close to her core.

Intense pressure builds at the base of my spine and in my balls before it detonates across my entire being.

Ropes of cum erupt from my cock, landing across Aurora’s stomach.

Seeing her painted in my release recalibrates my brain and makes my dick spurt more.

As the orgasm haze dissipates I notice Red smiling at me, her eyes still burning with heat but sated. I’m wearing the exact same expression. I lean down and gently kiss her. It smears my cum across both our skin as our upper bodies align. The scent of sex and her feeding the primal beast in me.

“Your fangs are out,” she murmurs as I pull back, she opens her mouth as if to say more but closes it again, suddenly shy.

“Why do I sense you’re holding back a question?” I call her out, not liking she might be censoring herself around me. She squirms a little under me, so I grab her jaw, forcing her to look at me. “Whatever it is, you can tell me. I want you to always be open with me.”

“Are fangs a key part of sex?” she says, so fast I nearly don’t hear her, especially as the blush to her cheeks is super distracting. I run my tongue over my extended canines before I answer, enjoying the shiver from their sensitivity.

“Most vampires won't engage in sex with fangs unless they’re mates. As mating bonds are created by blood exchanging at the point of orgasm, only a few will risk being eternally bonded to a hook up. But, I hear the high is next level. I’ve heard some mated vampires do partake in frequent blood play.

” The thought of drinking Red’s blood whilst buried deep inside her has my dick valiantly trying to fill once more.

“So you’ve never…” Her voice is timid like she thinks she might not like the answer.

“No,” I reassure her. “I’ve never bitten someone during sex. I’ve drank from other vampires but not then.”

“Like when you formed the pack bond?”

“Yes, to form those bonds. But also recreationally. Depending on when they last fed it has a potent kick. Are you curious Red?” Please let her fantasise about doing this with me too.

“A little.” She looks up at me with one of those smiles I’ve learnt means she’s thinking something wicked. “Would you let me taste you?”

Several thoughts run through my head, not all of which involve this female drinking from my veins. I have some other ideas for what I can feed her too.

I’m about to suggest round two as the sound of a key in the lock of the front door interrupts the conversation I’m thoroughly enjoying.

Both our eyes widen as we freeze and I know we are thinking the same thing - we’re naked and covered in cum in the communal living space of her house.

“Shit, one of my housemates is home. Quick, up the stairs.” Red pushes me but I’m already launching off her to grab our clothes.

I pass her my shirt to cover up as I pull on my boxers.

She has the forethought to turn the TV off, she must’ve muted it at some point as the film is still playing.

I gather the rest of our stuff as we launch for the stairs, barely making it halfway before the door opens.

Thankfully we’re out of sight as Claire calls out a greeting.