°• 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫•°

Chapter 7

Mia's POV

Now that his lips were no longer on mine, I finally came to my senses and pulled away from the kiss.
Instead of stopping he moved down to my neck.

- Master I don't want to do this.

I thought calling him master would bring him back to reality. And he would finally realize that I was just a helpless, meaningless pet. While he was a powerful vampire.

I mean, if we were to sleep together that had to be illegal or something.

Atleast a part of me hoped it was and he'd stop. And another part of me was scared, if it was illegal and someone found out what would the consequences be.

- Stop thinking so much pet.

I had to find a way to stop him from getting to my thoughts, if that was possible cause he was crossing the line.

- But I don't want to do this.
I said wiggling my body.

- Remember the rules pet.

I let out a sigh remembering what he had told me, but that didn't stop me from protesting.

- But I-
Before I could finish my sentence he cut me and spoke.

- Do you want me to change my mind about the whip?
He asked looking up at me his eyes now back to normal.

I shook my head and he smiled at my scared reaction.

- Then let me do what I want and stop talking.

I took a deep breath and did as he asked. I looked into his dark eyes again and watched them turn red.

I knew what was about to happen, and I just hoped that it wouldn't be as painful as it just was.

His fangs traced down my body.

It had a feeling to it that sent shivers down my spine.

My aching core was still begging for his touch very much. He gently stroked my thigh before pushing his lips on them leaving open mouthed kisses.

I felt his fangs pierce my skin and go deep into my inner thigh.

I cried out in pain but luckily the pain didn't last long.
It was replaced with a strong feeling of pleasure and need.

It was probably his way to get back at me, after I told him to stop.

I wondered how much blood he had taken from me since he left me feeling like the life had been drained from me.

My body gave up.

I didn't fight against him anymore.

- Too tired?

He asked rhetorically.

- It's to soon for you to pass out.

He said with a chuckle at the end.

- Here...

I watched him lift his pale wrist to his lips.

I couldn't help but wonder what he was going to do now.

I watched his fangs go through his white skin and the warm blood rush out.

He brought it to my lips.

- If you- Thought- I would drink blood- then you're wrong.

I felt his blood drip on my face and roll down my cheek.

- It's not like it's your first time.

That bitch didn't know what he was talking about. I've never drank blood.

- Yeah, you have pet.

He said. I knew he was going through my thoughts again and I just wanted to slap that smirk off his face.

I remembered that weird, nice taste before I passed out last night.
If that was his blood then I felt even worse than I already had.

I partly became like them. Drinking blood.
How could I do something like that?!

I felt another drop of thick, warm blood on my face.

- Do you want to pass out again and be asleep for days?

It didn't seem like a bad idea. Atleast then I wouldn't have be stuck here with him .

- Maybe that could give me more oppurtunities to do a few things on you.

He said with a smirk.

I didn't like the idea anymore. He would probably take advantage of me, and I didn't want that.

I let him lower his wrist to my mouth and his warm blood touched my lips.

I licked the blood off my lips.

The sudden urge to have more was strong. I couldn't control myself, and pushed my lips on his wrist letting his blood flow through my parted lips and into my mouth.

It gave me strength. I didn't feel as tired or weak anymore.

I lost control and lifted my head off the soft pillows drinking more of his blood.

- Okay that's enough pet.

He pulled his hand away from my lips and I felt disappointed. I felt the bite marks he left heal a bit faster, but I was never the kind of person that healed fast.

He kissed me tasting his own blood on my lips and gripped my waist, I moaned into the kiss waiting for more.

I was getting wetter as his hand wondered down to my throbbing clit.

He started rubbing it gently. A moan escpaed my parted lips as he kept kissing my cleavage.

Soon I felt his finger at my entrance and it slowly entered me.

I gasped for air at the feeling.
He slid one more finger in and moved them in and out in a fast pace.

Soon I felt close to my climax.

- Dante I'm going to-

Before I could finish it was too late.

The toe curling feeling of my release filled me. I moaned louder. Not worrying about someone hearing me.

He pulled his fingers out and a small quiet whine left my lips at the empty feeling.

- Don't you want to see the best part?

He asked, a smirk playing on his lip.

He placed himself at my entrance.

- Will it hurt?

I asked unaware of what it would feel like.

- Shh... you'll see.

His wide smirk told me it will.

He slowly thrusted into me and I shouted as I felt nothing but pain. He waited for me to adjust and a warm salty tear rolled down my face.

- Don't worry it will get better.

He thrusted again.

- Fuck. You're so tight.
He groaned and continued. My moans got louder as he got faster and rougher.

- Fuck, you feel so good.

He said his pace still increasing.

My walls clenched around him making him groan. I felt him cum in me after I reached my second orgasm.

Dante collapsed on top of me and kissed my neck as we were both trying to catch our breath.

He pulled out of me and laid down beside me.

- Go to sleep.

I heard his cold voice.

I didn't mind going to sleep but I didn't want to yet.
But my body obeyed him and I went into deep sleep.

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