Pixie soul (Pixie Series 3-Completed)

Sandpaper

Tobias

I've been trying to give her space, as she asked me to, but I'm failing miserably. We slept at her house for the last 6 days. She spends her days reading, working, mostly, and drinking tea, cuddled in her big armchair, with a big fluffy blanket around her to keep her warm. I find her gently caressing her lower abdomen from time to time and I know there is hope. She is still processing everything, but at least she hasn't left. I submerged myself in work, sending emails and finishing up the final details so that my brother is named the duke and not myself. I don't want that, now more than ever. I've always been the rebel of the family. I never wanted to live in the huge family mansion, care for the vampires that live on my family's land, for the humans. I just wanted to be free! Sure, I will continue to keep the accounting for the family business, but that's about it! I told them this the last time I went to visit. That's why Katia dropped by. She immediately deducted that I had fallen in love and wanted to meet her.

"Are you hungry?" She asks all of the sudden and I raise my eyes from my laptop. My throat suddenly feels like sandpaper as a reminder that I haven't had any blood in six days. My eyes darken and I immediately close them, so she doesn't notice. It's getting harder to control the urges. I feel her gentle touch on my cheek and my canines extend. I clench my jaw and take a deep breath, trying to get them to retract, but the thirst is too strong. I take her hand and pull it away.

"Tobias..." she says and I feel her sitting next to me.

"Please stay away!" I tell her but she doesn't listen. Instead, she touches my cheek again. I open my eyes and look at her. She smiles at me and pulls her hair to the side, exposing her neck.

"You need to feed!" She says and I close my eyes back again. I can't feed on her! What if I hurt the baby? She wraps her arms around me, guiding me to her exposed skin. I gasp as her scent reaches my nostrils and subdue to my urge. I gently puncture her skin as begin drinking. She moans softly as she grabs me tighter. Her pulse spikes and her blood floods my mouth.

"Mmm..." she mumbles and I finally smell it on her. The lust, the craving... I stop drinking and kiss her neck, going up and stopping at her lips. She surrenders to my kiss with such desperation. I help her straddle me as I continue to kiss her. My hands go under that oversized fluffy sweater she's wearing and find her bare breasts. I smile against her lips as I squeeze them in my hands. They already feel fuller.

"Aarrghh..." she cries against my lips, pushing her pelvis against my painful boner. Her extra long socks, her bare legs, this fluffy sweater, could she be more ravishing? My fingers travel down her abdomen, stopping for a second above her uterus. She gasps and I open my eyes to look at her. She stops kissing me and looks at me lost. I gently carress her skin and smile. For a second, I fear she might get scared again and want to stop, but she doesn't. She takes a deep breath and then crashes her lips against mine again. I pull down my sweatpants and she pulls her panties to the side, lowering herself down on me, inch by inch. I almost moan when I feel myself fully inside her. She pauses for a few seconds, breathing heavily. She opens her eyes and looks at me like a deer caught in the headlights.

"You have to move, darling!" I whisper to her as I slowly guide her hips to rotate on me. She nods and breathes shakily as her eyes never leave mine. She bites her lower lip as she picks up the pace, still not breaking eye contact. I help her ride me even harder and she gasps for air as I hit that sweet spot of her. Her eyelashes flutter but she doesn't close her eyes. It feels so intimate. It's like she's searching into my soul. She rides me desperately, chasing her orgasm but she can't get there. I look at her with wonder, feeling myself almost there.

"Let go, love!" I urge her to cum for me, while stroking her clit. She shakes her head no and I press harder on it. She gasps and groans, tortured by her orgasm that just doesn't want to come.

"Cum for me!" I tell her, releasing some pheromones in the air. She still groans and rides me even harder, but I stop her. I grab her and lay her on her back, while still joined. I continue to look into her eyes and smile.

"I love you!" I whisper to her and see tears gathering in her eyes. I move slow, rotating my hips and thrusting and a couple of seconds later she cums so hard, that her legs begin to shake, taking me with her. I fall on top of her, out of breath and slightly dizzy from my own orgasm.

"I love you too!"