drank his blood like a Capri Sun. Hell, I even begged him to fuck me. The only reason his rejection didn’t sting was because he was trying to look after me and I know it. I wonder if I asked him now—would he say yes?
He told me when I first came in here that I would beg him to fuck me, and right now I have a feeling he’s right, because even though I came, my pussy is aching to be filled and every inch of his skin is plastered to mine, stoking my need all over again.
I’m curious to know more about what I am though. “Nyre, do you know a lot about vampires?” I inquire.
He keeps his eyes closed but hums, before responding, “I don’t care about anyone but myself and now you.”
Well, okay then.
“Nyre, can I speak to Mishal?” I ask sweetly.
He growls, his eyes flying open. “Mine,” he growls and gnashes his teeth.
“Yes, yes, yours, but can I speak to him please?” I flutter my lashes and his eyes drop to my mouth.
“For a price.” He huffs.
“Price?”
“A kiss. I’ve never been kissed,” he admits, his eyes sliding to the side in shame.
I suck in a breath. “How?”
He sighs, rubbing his head into my hand. “I am either dragon or hidden, I can only be like this now without turning because of the chains.”
Leaning up, I kiss him gently. His lips don’t move against mine and I can almost sense his hesitation, so I show him how. I cup both cheeks, pulling him to me as I roll on my back. He lands between my parted thighs and his lips open on a gasp, letting me sweep my tongue in. He learns fast, and soon has me panting into his mouth as he kisses me hard.
His tongue accidently presses on the soft area where my fangs are hidden and I groan, my hips jerking up. It felt like he licked my pussy and when he does it again, I nearly come on the spot.
I moan into his mouth and his hands cup my breasts through the shitty, shift shirt thingy they put on me. I have no bra as a barrier, so he twists my nipples, hard. It mixes with the pleasure as he keeps pressing on the spot in my mouth and soon, I’m rubbing against him, moaning and begging him with my lips and hands.
I end up having to break the kiss and he pulls away, his eyes shining brighter as he looks at me. “We are doing that again,” he growls, before he suddenly pulls back and I’m left looking into Mishal’s black eyes.
“Hi,” I say suddenly shy.
“Hello, little one, having fun, were you?” he asks, before leaning down and brushing his lips against my mouth. “I can still taste you...so fucking sweet. Do you taste like that between your legs?” he whispers the filthy words to me, and I groan.
I almost dare him to find out...almost.
“Can you tell me about vampires?” I request now that Mishal is back. He laughs before rolling us over, so we are side by side again.
“I will find out at some point, little one. But yes, I can. My brother was the original, so I am not sure what his descendants got from him, but basically you drink blood, you gain power from that. You still eat and function normally, but blood is your primary. It will also turn you on and he told me once fucking and drinking at the same time is as close to heaven as you will get.” He winks and my mouth drops open on a laugh. “You’ll be stronger, faster, and have better eyesight and hearing. You might be able to control people, he could, mainly weak ones. Mentally weak that is, but he had to work at it and the more he did and the older he got, the stronger he became until the only people he couldn’t control was us. He could also create bonds with people, hear thoughts, absorb power and strengths and a few other bits. Truly, I don’t know what you will get from him. I suppose it depends on how strongly your bloodline is connected to his.”
“Is it weird I could be related to your brother?” I joke, and he grunts.
“My brother gave blood, like me, to create his line. Not to fear, little one, we are in no way related,” he says softly, his hands tracing my sides.
I’m so turned on I can feel it