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Her wish was my command. I exposed my fangs and watched her body shiver with anticipation of what was to come.

Her creamy, firm mounds called to me. The breast meat looked so tender, and I couldn’t resist sinking my fangs into the fatty part above her left nipple.

I cupped her supple pillow in my palm. I impelled my fangs down into the skin that was flushed with desire underneath me.

The rush of delicious blood billowed on the surface of her skin, and I licked it up like a fiend.

I squeezed her breast to release more of her bloody meth out for me to consume and get high off.

Her blood was my heaven, and, like an angel, I flew through the clouds when I consumed it. I took some of her blood into my mouth and held it there. I moved up her body to catch her eyes staring into mine. I held to blood in my mouth as I rocked my cock inside her in perfect rhythm.

Chanel grabbed my hair and tried to forcefully pull me down into a kiss.

She was completely unaware that I held her crimson delights in my mouth.

This time, she would either scream in fear or moan in pleasure when I released her own blood into her mouth.

I let her pull me to her lips. As our lips touched, I released a little of the blood on her lips.

At first, she didn’t know it was blood because she had no reaction, but then I let all the liquid go into her mouth and spill down her cheeks and chin.

I didn’t give her the opportunity to panic.

I plunged my tongue into her mouth and kissed her deeply.

I let her choke on the mixture of my tongue and the blood.

I grabbed her neck and applied enough pressure to remind her that I was a creature of the night.

After tonight, she would never forget that I was a vampire.

Chanel’s hands left my hair and roamed to my shoulders.

She was digging her nails into my skin. My controlled thrusts were growing more fervent.

I grabbed her hips and roughly slammed into her walls.

Each thrust was sending waves of pleasure throughout my entire being!

I primal need to fuck her, love her and consume her.

Our connection was so raw and intense that nothing had ever compared to it in all the decades of my existence.

As I pounded harder, she gripped me tightly. Our bodies slapped together in rhythm, creating a symphony of lust and longing.

My hand gripped the back of her hair and pushed her possessively into my mouth.

I pulled back from the kiss to look at her and make sure she was okay. I couldn’t assess the damage through all the blood smeared on her face.

“You like that?” I growled lowly, still thrusting into her but at a more sensual pace.

“Yes...” she whimpered. “I love it.”

“I love you.”

“Ohhh!!!” she moaned, and her body convulsed. I had hit a sweet spot without even trying to, and her body arched off the couch.

“Do you want to come?” I asked, and she squeezed her muscles around my cock and almost knocked me off the beat.

“Yes.” she moaned, and turned her head away from me.

“Look at me.”

She turned back to gaze into my eyes.

“Tell me you will never leave me.”

“I will never, oh, never, leave you.” She hummed.

I was well aware that I was using my cock to coerce her into saying things, but I was making her take an oath whether she understood the severity of it or not.

She could never leave me. The ring was a symbol of human matrimony, but the blood was a symbol of our vampire marriage.

She had consumed my blood, and we were already married under vampire law.

“Tell me this is forever.” I flashed my eyes at her and thrusted so deeply the couch moved across the floor.

“It’s forever.” She moaned. “Zand please.”

“Please what?”

“Stop torturing me.”

“You want to come?”

“Yes.” She begged.

“Make me. Make you come.” I don’t know why I was being so defiant.

I loved this woman and would do anything for her.

She just made me feel so many emotions that it reminded me of being human.

I tried to fight against it, but she was winning.

I wasn’t human. I was a vampire, and I had to remind myself by fucking with her sometimes.

It was childish, but the only way I could remind myself that I was a vampire and destined to be king.

Chanel glared at me with her blood-stained face, and something in her eyes changed. My reflexes were off again because she slapped me clear across my cheek. I wasn’t expecting it. It didn’t hurt, but it did startle me. I stopped moving inside her warm sugar walls.

“Make me come!” She wailed as I stiffened and stared down at her.

With a balled fist, she punched me in my jaw. What the fuck! I didn’t move as she socked me again on the other side of my face. She hit me again and my cock took notice. The violence ignited me. I didn’t know who this version of Chanel was, but I loved her, too.

I seized both her wrists and pinned them above her head as she struggled to get out of my grip. I pulled my cock out just enough to illicit a tear from her eyes. She wanted to come, and I was going to make her explode. I was going to make her squirt her orgasm all over me.

I slammed down into her pussy, moving my hips at a vampiric speed. I could do even better what a vibrator, a dildo, and a rose could do. There was never any need for sex toys with me, and I was going to make sure my queen knew that explicitly.

I looked down at her, and her eyes were closed, and her mouth was open.

“Look at me!” I howled.

Her eyes popped open, and the intensity of our gaze caused tears to leak from the corners of her eyes. I would cry to, if it were possible.

The pounding never let up as I gave my true love what she desired.

She needed the release, and I did too. The more I beat my body against her, the tighter she became.

Her throbbing pussy was sending shockwaves through every part of my body.

I felt an earth-shattering orgasm building from deep within me.

Her body convulsed uncontrollably underneath me as wave after wave crashed over us both. Just when I thought we couldn’t get any closer, I felt her essence coat my cock and drown me before I slammed back inside her one last time.

We came together explosively. Our bodies were fused together with her sweat.

Panting heavily, we stayed locked together long after our bodies had stopped trembling.

I was too exhausted to remove my cock from its home sweet home.

I eased myself down on her body and shifted my weight to the back of the couch without removing my cock.

I held her close and closed my eyes. The couch was ruined with blood and cum.

I felt her fingertips comb through my hair, and I let her human heartbeat lull me to sleep.