Raina Maris. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} raina_maris) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} manchester_rpg, |
He wouldn't want her fantasizing about what it would feel like for him to let those pearly whites that were slightly smeared with blood from their kiss to slice into the tender flesh at her neck. She imagined his hands gripping her body just as tightly as it was now, holding her like a statue, pressed rough and raw against his hard features. Her belly was tight with the thought of that sharp sting of his bite and the way he would drink. With the effect his blood was having on her, she could only imagine how it would feel for him. And for her through how it felt for him.
But there something else, something better, that was taking over. She tasted his blood coating her throat and it was the sweetest nectar that she had ever experienced. It burned all over her body. The taste built up inside of her until she could smell it with each swallow. But it became a hassle. She had to keep trying to keep his wounds open. Frustration coursed through her. She just wanted it to stay open so she could drink, and drink.
It was his movements and the sounds he made that had that spot between her legs start to tighten and pulse. She wanted more, needed. He was pushing against some part inside of her that had her shaking and crying out. Her mouth finally rose from his wound, giving it the few passing moments it needed to close. But that was hardly a thought in her mind as something else rose up inside of her. The blood was thrumming through her veins, vibrating like a live wire. It had her rocking back and forth on him as he helped her, moving her up and down. She felt him, throbbing inside of her, taking her in the most glorious way, a million times more amazing then her mind could have ever dreamed it would be.
The new heat that filled her had nothing to do with the blood and everything to do with how he felt inside of her. Hands gripping his shoulders, Raina threw her head back, eyes closed as she angled towards the sky. Her lips, bloodied and parted, gasped in breath after breath, desperate to fill her lungs that were panting like she had been running a marathon. It was then that she experienced a new sensation. Every part of her started to shake. She clung to his body as if trying to keep herself from floating away. Her cries echoed through the trees until his throbbing erection made everything erupt. She could see stars against her eyelids and that first orgasm she had experienced paled in comparison.
This one shook the foundation of her completely. She felt, not only him throbbing alive inside of her, but the way something new entirely filled her. She felt it bloating her until her wetness mixed with his and spilled out of her, around both of them. "Oh my God," she cried again and again, having to use her hands on his chest to steady her. Her heart raced like a bird trapped in a cage. Without a single ounce of strength in her body, she finally collapsed on his chest, kissing the rock hard flesh tenderly. Smiling as she tried to catch her breath, she nipped at his skin, hesitating for just a moment. All she could think about for that second was digging her teeth into his skin. She thought about the blood inside of him and the desire to have it was so strong.
It was something else that kept her from biting, and while she wasn't exactly sure what that something else was, she found herself resting against him instead as the stars began to swirl around her and help her come back down. She listened to the rushed beating of his heart, or was it hers? She couldn't quite tell.
"That was unbelievable," she whispered a few moments later.