He purred “good girl” against her ear as he sank his fangs into her shoulder, tasting her blood for the first time. He moaned with how divine she tasted, mixed with her pure pleasure…made all the better by hearing her scream of delight. She loved being bitten and he’d seen into her mind to know that. He couldn’t count the times she’d projected her dreams to both of them in her sleep, a power that he knew she didn’t have awareness of, and seen the visceral, carnal fucking they’d been capable of in her fantasies. Yet not once, he realized, had she ever touched herself to them. Did she know how?
He slid his fingers along her breast and further down, tickling at her belly a little before finally finding her clit. Slowly he circled it with the pad of his index digit, causing her to jerk her hips up slightly, and he was thankful his cock was not further down. He wanted to sink inside of her so badly that it hurt him, but he would not do so before she was ready and willing. She was nervous today, unlike before. It would take more time. Thorne was deliberate in his movements and very slow, releasing her shoulder and licking the wound until it healed.
“Watch my hand, Sephiria,” He gave her another order, something easy to follow, and she bit her lip as she looked down. He moved up slightly so that she could see his hand moving, tapping lightly at her throbbing bud. “This is how I pleasure you. Do you want to try it?”
Sephiria turned crimson, but timidly slid her hand down to replace him as he moved it away. She felt her clitoris and further down, realizing she was soaked for him already before moving her fingers back up to slowly rub the way he had before. She let out a gasp and yelped in pleasure, her hand briefly jerking back as she realized it was incredibly sensitive.
“Too much to do on your own right now?” He asked her with concern, then watched as she tried again – to no avail. Seeing her frustration begin, he stopped her hand and replaced it with his own once more, relieving her ache. Another moan passed her lips and she relaxed. “It is not a good thing to deprive your body of relief,” Thorne spoke softly, educating her. “Your body needs rest, pleasure, joy. You cannot live a full life without them.” Sliding a finger within her walls, still impossibly tight as before, he curled it upward in the way that he’d caused her to scream.
A much louder yelp this time surprised him, but he chuckled with a little growl to his tone as he slid another finger inside and let it join its sibling in assaulting that spot with a vengeance. Slow at first, but building momentum and speed with every thrust, he managed to widen her to three fingers before she was a screaming mess all over his fireplace furs. Washing them would never happen again. He craved her scent on them. Soon enough, though, her scent would be all over this room.
Sephiria lost it as his fingers had entered her, toes curling and pushing at the furs as her legs tensed and relaxed, trembling and spasming. Her nipples hardened quickly and the entirety of both breasts felt full with milk, despite her never having carried a child. She didn’t even believe she could, all due to Quinchaveous, but she certainly had an urge to try now. He twitched against her belly once again and she couldn’t stop herself; she reached down and began to stroke him slowly, which dragged a moan out of him more raw and feral than she’d ever heard.
“Woman, you test my damned patience.”
A squealed laugh came out of the curvy vampire as she was picked up and flipped onto her belly, one of his hands full of her breast and the other holding her hips to his. He rubbed his throbbing member against her drenched folds, leaning down to nip her earlobe. “Say it. Say what you want right now, or this stops entirely, because I will tell you what I want.” The tip of his cock prodded her entrance, but never went further.
She mewled in desperation, trembling in his arms and arching her ass into his dick. The softness of both holes was tempting, almost too much so in the moment, before he finally heard the relief to his restraint. “I want you to take me…take my body, Thorne, please, fill me…I want your sons,” Sephiria begged, unable to restrain herself any longer.
Shocked beyond words, Thorne stroked against her pussy lips to coat himself in some of her juices. “You’ll not wait any longer, then,” He crooned to his beloved as his cock’s head buried itself inside of her waiting hole.