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Delicate:Chapter Nine: Cal and Jenna

Jenna's POV

 

His hips swiveled against mine soliciting a soft moan from my throat. He pressed his lips against mine as he lifted his hips and placed the head at my entrance.

"Relax, beautiful. Relax." He slowly pushed into me and I dug my nails into his back. It hadn't been that long but it still hurt like a bitch due to his massiveness. "Relax..."

Finally I felt my entrance relax around him. He kissed my mark softly and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He slid out slowly and then back in. Over and over he repeated this process until I was dripping wet for him.

"That's my girl." He began to shove harder into me and  made me feel this incredible high. The faster he moved the sexier I felt. I was doing this to this man. I was making him this way. He started to pump me faster and faster. He took my nipple into his mouth and began to swirl his tongue around it until it turned into a hard little bud or soreness. Then he moved his mouth to the other breast and teased it with the same method of torture. His hips never stopped moving in the same dramatic rhythm that had my body beginning to cave out.

His finger found their way down to my clit and began to rub it in soft circles that became faster and faster. He started to pump me faster and I knew he  was just as close as I was. So I did the the one thing I said I never wanted to do. I started talking dirty.

"I want you to cum for me Cal. Clam me again, babe. Take me in every way you can. Please... I need you." I could feel him slipping as he began thrusting into me at more random paces. His lips found the mark on my neck making me scream in pleasure. And then I felt his fangs entering me.

That was it. I was over the edge cumming and so was he. My pulse was racing and he was drinking from me. A part of me had actually started liking how  he drank from me. It was more than personal. It was demanding, like without me he wouldn't survive. He made it so soft. He drank my blood for a few minutes and I started to feel a little woozy.

"Babe... stop... I feel dizzy." He drew back immediately.

He hated losing control of himself but he loved my blood. He said it was the sweetest. He only drank straight from me during sex though. He said it w emotional and it felt more right to do it then.

He sealed the wound and then bit into his own wrist and held it out to me. He knows how much I hate it but it makes him feel better to know that he can heal me after he loses the control. So I wrap my lips around the cut his teeth made and lick the blood up. The metallic taste fills my mouth and despite wanting to throw up, his concerned eyes make me swallow it down.

"All better, sweet heart." I kiss his lips and lay down. he pulls me into his arms and turns out the rest of light in the room.

"I love you Jennifer." Cal whispered.

"I love you more."

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