Andrea and Neal

I was reading when Neal walked into my room so I didn’t really notice him. He was smiling as he walked over to the window seat. We did this on a daily basis but today he felt different he had more of a presence. I knew what he wanted but I wasn’t going to give in that easily. I needed him to come to me, needed him to dominate tonight.
He slowly came over to the bed and lay across the bottom of it for a few minutes. I raised my book so I couldn’t see him. He knew I wasn’t reading and that I was enjoying this. He didn’t move for a few seconds so I nudged him with my foot and he laughed before biting me. He nibbled up the back of my calf just hard enough to mark the skin until he got to the bend in my knee. He kissed it lightly, a first date kiss almost, before he got back to biting up my leg. Around mid thigh he had to deal with my skirt so he simply pealed it off.
Neal liked to bite during sex and I liked to be bitten so it worked out for the best. Sometimes he got a little rough and I had to stop him but every time we had sex we both came out bitten and bruised. Tonight though was different he had a stronger need. I was on the pill so I wasn’t worried about it but it was interesting.
After my skirt was gone Neal picked me up and got off the bed to put me on the floor. I moved until I was crouched at his feet. He was wearing button fly jeans so I pulled them open and watched them gather around his ankles. He was wearing black cotton briefs that were now stretched tightly across him. I licked through the cloth flicking my tongue over the head of him through the fabric. “Oh god” he breathed. I slid his under wear down his legs to meet his pants and breathed where I had just had my tongue. He hadn’t been wearing a shirt when he came in so he was now entirely naked. He knelt while pushing me down onto the floor again. Once he was down it was obvious he just wanted to do it. His hands found there way up my top caressing until I took it off my self and was left in only my under wear. Neal kissed the tops of my breasts using his mouth to explore them as he snapped the bra open. My breasts were sensitive and he took full advantage of that fact sucking the hard peaks into his mouth, over and over again. Small sounds were drawn from my mouth until he covered it with his own. The kiss was deep and full of need, his mouth drinking each sound I made. He stopped only to pull my panties off staring up the white length of my body with his pale blue eyes.
He came back up and covered my body with his. He started moving him self against me, in me. The moment his head touched me he jammed into me stopping only when he bumped my cervix, I was practically screaming by then. Neal isn’t little by and standards, even by lycanthrope standards he’s on the larger side of things. Having that pounded into you when you are not ready hurts.
The second time he entered me I was ready, sore but ready. He entered a rhythm fairly quickly, pushing up urgently and drawing out in a slow steady movement. Neal was always great in bed but this was unbearable and he knew it. I couldn’t even see straight. My whole body was focused on him being inside me, His hands just below my shoulders holding me to the floor. He started to speed up, his breath coming in short gasps until he was almost screaming.
We both hit our peak at the same time. His seed was suddenly in me, on me. He practically collapsed next to me. I realized he was laughing as I moved onto my side to see him. “Dear God!” I breathed.
He just looked at me still smiling. “Again?” I was suddenly on top of him one of my legs between his.
“As soon as I can move my legs.” I joked. “What time is it?” I tried again. He had to grab the clock off of my night table to see it. “Seven” He sighed lifting himself into sitting position moving me up as well.
“We have to get ready for dinner” I reminded him. He responded with a groan. “We can’t be late” I stood up with some difficulty trying to enforce my words. I felt like I’d been riding a horse all day so even the few short steps to the bathroom hurt. I had dug out an old wash cloth and was running warm water in to the sink when Neal slipped in still naked and partially erect.
I suddenly realized I hadn’t told him what had happened the night before. He needed to know I wouldn’t be here, he knew not to worry but I should at least tell him. “I’m not going to be here tonight, some vamps need a lesson on who not to piss off.”
“Okay, try to be home before your mother wakes up though please.” That was all that needed to be said. He understood I wanted revenge and that he couldn’t stop me, not that he wanted to.
“I will” I assured him, not entirely sure whether I would be or not.