Page 77 of His Stolen Queen
The first touch of her soft tongue against the crown of my cock had my breath hissing in pleasure. Her two fists crowded my length, and she gently pumped up and down as her tongue continued to lap at my head.
"Saints, that feels good," I cursed, my fingers gently sweeping her hair aside. "Take my cock deeper, my love. It's been hungry for you."
"Well, whose fault is that?" she sassed.
I grinned at her willful behavior before my breath hissed at the feel of her saliva slapping against my length. I glanced down with hooded eyes as she spat at my cock again. She gave a little grunt of satisfaction before her mouth sank down onto it.
"Fuck!" My eyes tightened shut as I gave in to the sensation of my mate sucking my dick.
Like everything in life, Alice took to this task with enthusiasm, and I was all too happy to be on the receiving end of her eagerness.
She made gagging sounds as she attempted to deep throat my cock, the saliva dripping down onto my balls. I threw my head back and gave in to the addictive pleasure. I concentrated on the feel of her soft hands stroking my flesh as her mouth sucked me like a vacuum. I reveled in her little tongue licking at my balls, mouthing at the flesh, and scraping her sharpened teeth along the edges.
Satisfaction and pride seared me. She was getting so good at controlling her new incisors. She knew when to strike and draw blood, and when to soften the pressure and avoid piercing flesh. She was a fast learner, but I did not expect any less from my Queen…and the descendant of royal blood.
"I need you, Acheron," Alice begged. Her luscious lips were ruby red and swollen, her mouth wet, and her mascara running. Male satisfaction thrummed through me, and I pulled tightly on the strands of her hair.
"What do you need, my Queen? Tell me what you crave, and it is yours."
Her eyes darkened…the irises turning almost black. Her hand stroked me as her thumb rubbed at the slit of my cock.
"This," she panted out, pumping for emphasis. "I need your cock inside me…and your blood on my tongue."
"I want to bite you. I want to suck your juices fresh off your neck."
My dick jerked at her thoughts. God, I wanted that too.
So with quick movements, I had Alice on our bed, her shapely thighs pressed against my hips. I enjoyed and preferred to be in charge—to be the one driving my cock into her as her legs tightened around me. But in this instance, for Alice's first time as a newly turned Vampire, I wanted her to be in control—to set the pace.
“Take me into you, sweet Alice,” I urged. “Fuck me hard and then take what you need.
"Take what you need of my blood."
Her eyes turned as black as midnight, her lip curling to show her newly acquired teeth.
Her hands tore away at her dress, her bare breasts bouncing free. Mine reached up and cupped one full mound, flicking at the hardened nipple. She threw her head back and moaned loud and long, her hands pressed down onto my chest, and her sharp claws tightened on my skin.
I felt her wet pussy hovering over my strained dick before she sank down. There was no hesitation on her part, no slow movements to ready her dripping cunt for my size. She simply slammed her hips down as a cry of ecstasy tore out of her.
My feet slid along the slippery sheets, seeking purchase. The cords on my neck strained as I tipped my head back and gave in to the sensation of her silky heat enveloping my cock. Saints alive, she felt so good. I'd never experienced intimacy like this. Not only were our bodies joined, but our minds were synced as one.
Energy and power pulsed between us, and a sense of clarity and peace was shared within the inner circle of our psyche.
And then she was moving, her hips a violent blur as she rode up and down my dick. To an outsider, we appeared as two blurs moving at a supernatural pace as we strained and fucked. But Icould feel and experience every pump of her hips as if she were slowly grinding down on me.
"Keep going, my Queen. You're taking my cock so well," I praised.
She grunted as she continued to slap her hips down onto me, my dick sliding in and out of her with ease.
"Give me your neck," she demanded.
"With pleasure."
I sat up, my hands wrapping around her hips, bringing her impossibly closer.
"Remember, look at a spot, aim straight with your teeth with the intention to pierce. Only take until your pleasure reaches its peak."
Her groan was my only response, so I tilted my neck for her access.
