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Category:
Vampire › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
5,264
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
All events and characters in this fiction are mine, no takies. Any resemblence to real people is coincidence.
You'll Enjoy This
He slammed her up against the wall, pinning her to it with his body. With one hand he grabbed both of hers and held them above her head. With a squeeze, he forced her to drop her knife to the ground.
“Mmm, I’m going to enjoy you.”
He bent his head down towards her neck, baring his fangs. She waited until he was distracted, licking her neck, and slammed her knee up into him with all her strength. All the air rushed from his body, and he stumbled back a step. She took the opportunity to throw him off balance and shoved him away.
He hissed in defiance, and faster than she could see caught up to her. Once again he slammed her into the brick wall, this time hitting her head to it with incredible force. She was dazed, and in a blink of an eye found herself once again held still by his immense strength.
“And I was going to be nice to you. Now you’ve made me angry.” Violently he yanked her head back with one hand and sank his fangs deep into her neck. She mewled in pain as he slurped viciously at the rivulets of blood running down onto her shirt. She tried struggling against him, but as he drank she became weaker, and he stronger.
Her heavy breathing, mixed with the noises of him drinking was the only sound in the abandoned building. Her mind began to dull, the fight instinct leaving her pull by pull, replaced with the sudden urge to sleep. A voice in the back of her mind was screaming for her to do something, anything to get this monster off of her.
A thought rang in her mind that he was taking too much. A last-ditch effort of survival instinct kicked in, and she struggled against his hand holding hers with all her might. She felt him smile around the wound on her neck and heard a deep, animalistic voice chuckling at her useless efforts.
“Don’t worry Love, I’m not going to let anything go to waste.” With that, he loosened his grip on her wrists and tenderly moved her head to the other side, baring the rest of her neck to him. He breathed at her neck, building up the anticipation, teasing.
His fangs once again entered her neck, less violently this time. As his tongue and lips worked the fresh wound, his hand released her wrists and began to roam. Still pinned against the wall, she was losing the battle against sleep. Her vision began to dim and her breathing grew more labored.
Her eyes flew open in shock when his hand caressed her chest. “You can enjoy it, no one will know,” he whispered as his other hand dropped to her skirt.
“N…no, stop.”
“No, Love, you’ll enjoy this part.”
Her focus was torn between his suckling on her neck and his fingers inching their way to her private parts. He chuckled as she tried to push his hands away. She gasped as his fingers brushed her clit, and she held her breath while he gave the spot more attention.
By this time he had stopped drinking from her neck and was kissing it gently. His other hand pulled firmly on her hair, gaining a moan. Her mind had stopped at this point, numb from the blood loss and head trauma. The only thing she could think of was the action of his fingers, the feeling of his hands everywhere. When his digit slid inside her, she exhaled shakily.
“Is that good? Do you like that?” He added a second finger. “That’s it, let me hear you.” She mewled as he moved his fingers, curling them up inside her. She was so exhausted from fighting him off, and now with his careful ministrations her body couldn’t take anymore. With a sharp breath she reached her limit, moaned out her pleasure, and passed out.
He smiled devilishly at her limp body, picked her up and carried her out into the night.
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This is my first ficiton posted here, if you have any constructive comments please let me know. I'm always looking to improve my writing, and this was admittedly done quickly.
“Mmm, I’m going to enjoy you.”
He bent his head down towards her neck, baring his fangs. She waited until he was distracted, licking her neck, and slammed her knee up into him with all her strength. All the air rushed from his body, and he stumbled back a step. She took the opportunity to throw him off balance and shoved him away.
He hissed in defiance, and faster than she could see caught up to her. Once again he slammed her into the brick wall, this time hitting her head to it with incredible force. She was dazed, and in a blink of an eye found herself once again held still by his immense strength.
“And I was going to be nice to you. Now you’ve made me angry.” Violently he yanked her head back with one hand and sank his fangs deep into her neck. She mewled in pain as he slurped viciously at the rivulets of blood running down onto her shirt. She tried struggling against him, but as he drank she became weaker, and he stronger.
Her heavy breathing, mixed with the noises of him drinking was the only sound in the abandoned building. Her mind began to dull, the fight instinct leaving her pull by pull, replaced with the sudden urge to sleep. A voice in the back of her mind was screaming for her to do something, anything to get this monster off of her.
A thought rang in her mind that he was taking too much. A last-ditch effort of survival instinct kicked in, and she struggled against his hand holding hers with all her might. She felt him smile around the wound on her neck and heard a deep, animalistic voice chuckling at her useless efforts.
“Don’t worry Love, I’m not going to let anything go to waste.” With that, he loosened his grip on her wrists and tenderly moved her head to the other side, baring the rest of her neck to him. He breathed at her neck, building up the anticipation, teasing.
His fangs once again entered her neck, less violently this time. As his tongue and lips worked the fresh wound, his hand released her wrists and began to roam. Still pinned against the wall, she was losing the battle against sleep. Her vision began to dim and her breathing grew more labored.
Her eyes flew open in shock when his hand caressed her chest. “You can enjoy it, no one will know,” he whispered as his other hand dropped to her skirt.
“N…no, stop.”
“No, Love, you’ll enjoy this part.”
Her focus was torn between his suckling on her neck and his fingers inching their way to her private parts. He chuckled as she tried to push his hands away. She gasped as his fingers brushed her clit, and she held her breath while he gave the spot more attention.
By this time he had stopped drinking from her neck and was kissing it gently. His other hand pulled firmly on her hair, gaining a moan. Her mind had stopped at this point, numb from the blood loss and head trauma. The only thing she could think of was the action of his fingers, the feeling of his hands everywhere. When his digit slid inside her, she exhaled shakily.
“Is that good? Do you like that?” He added a second finger. “That’s it, let me hear you.” She mewled as he moved his fingers, curling them up inside her. She was so exhausted from fighting him off, and now with his careful ministrations her body couldn’t take anymore. With a sharp breath she reached her limit, moaned out her pleasure, and passed out.
He smiled devilishly at her limp body, picked her up and carried her out into the night.
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This is my first ficiton posted here, if you have any constructive comments please let me know. I'm always looking to improve my writing, and this was admittedly done quickly.