Tall and proud, bathed both in the cool, dim light from the windows, and the warm flickering light from the fireplace, it seemed as if two men stood before her. And maybe that was the case, one more human, humorous, and kind, and one the vampire, a ruthless predator.
Violet knew she should be scared, but she wasn’t. Finn was a predator, but that was what she wanted. Someone fierce enough to keep her demons at bay.
Before she could think twice, or Finn backed out, Violet pushed herself up on her elbows, and mustering every ounce of sensuality in her, she looked directly at him and slowly opened her thighs.
In this position, at Finn’s mercy, she should have felt uncomfortable. Despite their mutual positions, she instead felt a stirring of power, and it only fueled her desire.
With a pulsing erection that was now difficult to ignore, a tremor raced through Finn’s body, his muscles tightening as he took a step in her direction, fell to his knees, and crawled between her legs.
Surprised, Violet gasped when his mouth latched on to her sex. There was no finesse in it, no tenderness. It was a starving man who ravished her. His tongue swirled, denying her clit any attention, instead, finding other areas that made her moan and writher under his caress.
Her fingers fisted in his hair as Finn hooked his arms around her legs to bring her even closer. With very little capacity to move or retreat, she focused on his light beard scratching the inside of her thighs, how the tip of his tongue circled her sensitive nub without touching it, how his light sucking made her want to sigh and curse at the same time.
Pleasure was her only focus and the man between her legs the only being in her mind. It ebbed and flowed, increased, but never enough to make her fall over the edge, and she cried out for Finn to grant her mercy.
At her plea he left her bereft and lifted his head. His mouth glistened with signs of her arousal, and from this angle, his fangs were prominent, almost a snarl.
“Mercy? Give you mercy when you gave me none for so long?”
Puzzled by his words, Violet didn’t have time to reply before Finn nipped at her thigh, scraping his fangs without breaking the skin. As he did, he knelt. “From the moment I saw you, your wild red hair, and that hateful glare turned in my direction, I wanted you. I wanted you even though I knew you despised me.”
Violet risked a glance at him, and saw him fisting his erection, now even larger and an angry red. Words were difficult to come by. “I didn’t despise you. I couldn’t see you.”
She felt him move closer until the tip of his member pressed against her cunt. “I know. You hate vampires. That’s why I forced myself to stay away. But you wouldn’t let me.”
She wanted more. She wanted him inside, deep, rough, and fast, so she lifted her hips, beckoning him until he finally started to push inside.
“Twice you offered me your blood when I pushed you away. Do you know what I felt when you offered your slender neck to me? When my fangs pierced that tender skin of yours, and I gorged myself on your blood.”
Inch by inch, Finn embedded himself even further. The stretching sensation was exquisite until, with his last words, he finished entering her in one hard thrust, as if to make a point.
“How could you make me suffer that way, make me yearn for your taste again?”
His thrusts now took a punishing tempo, and she could only groan in approval. He filled her in such a way pleasure threatened to overtake her, and she couldn’t help but take her breasts in her hands, teasing and kneading to alleviate some of the tension that was driving her mad. Pinching and pulling at her nipples heightened the intensity, while not achieving what she was so hungry for. When she snaked a hand between her legs to add to what would allow her to orgasm, Finn slapped her fingers away and replaced them with his own.
“Tonight, you’re offering me what I thirst for. I’ve been starving, Violet, for centuries now. Would you give me that reprieve? Will you give me a part of yourself, so I can finally find peace?”
A fresh wave of maddening pleasure was about to consume her, and when his fingers started manipulating her clitoris, her orgasm swallowed her whole.
Violet cried out as he rammed into her with such force it triggered another explosion in a matter of seconds. His trusts were punishing, but he wouldn’t relent and was pushing her beyond her limits with his fingers and cock.
Through the haze, she saw him reach out and pull her quivering body into a seated position, pushing his member even deeper inside her spasming sheath.
At first, she thought he would kiss her, but when his tongue swirled into the crook of her neck, she barely time to brace herself as he bit down with his fangs.
A fresh wave of lust followed the sharp intrusion. All she could do was hold on to him with the strength she had while he did the same, so tight it was almost bruising. His hips continued to pump with vigor as he fed off her. The pleasure was continuous now, but she was too lost to scream. In this deadly embrace, all she could do was surrender to his power and the mind-numbing pleasure that stormed through her body.
“Finn…”
Her heart stuttered when she felt him surrender in turn. His body tensed and twitched, and he finally let go of her neck before bowing his head and yelling in ecstasy. Blood trickled down his mouth, his neck corded as he lost himself in pleasure. His hips still jerked, drawing out
