Our Little Fae

Chapter 23

"Whiskey?" I offer Damian, carrying out a glass for both him and myself.

"What do you want, Temptress?" he retorts, taking the glass from me as I sat down across from him.

"Nothing. I'm..." I start to reply, but he cuts me off.

"I know you convinced Salem to get Levi to leave with him for the night, and now you're bringing me whiskey. So, I'll ask one more time. What do you want?" he states.

Just as I open my lips to talk, he cuts me off once more making me narrow my eyes at him in annoyance.

"Don't bother lying. I already know what you want. I just want to hear you say it." he adds.

"Fine. I was hoping to be more seductive about this, but since you want to be so straight forward about it. I want to feed off of you." I admit, and he smirks.

"No." he replies cooly.

"No? Why not. You were somewhat willing before, asides from the fact that Levi wanted to be there." I retort, trying to hide my frustration.

"Different circumstances. You had two willing participants here. Why you sent them away is beyond me. I'm not interested." he states firmly.

"I'll make it worth your while." I reply seductively, changing tactics.

If he wanted to be stubborn, fine. Little did he know I still had some tricks up my sleeve.

I was determined to get him to agree one way or another before the end of the night.

"Tell me, Damian. Have you ever tasted fae blood before?" I ask, slowly making my way off the couch and towards him.

He watches me intensely, his lips pulling into a thin line as he doesn't respond.

"I've been told it's out of this world. Like liquid gold. Especially when it's fresh and warm straight from the source." I continue.

I bite down into my bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood as I stand directly in front of him.

I can tell he's trying to be composed and not react, but I know the scent of my blood filling the air is making it difficult.

"I know you can smell it... and I promise, it tastes even better..." I taunt seductively, placing both my legs on either side of him so, that he was straddled between me on the chair.

His hands grip my waist as if he is going to rip me away from him, but I wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze my legs against his.

"Let me show you... just how sweet it is." I murmur quietly, leaning into him until our lips are only inches apart.

His body is tense, and as my eyes meet his I can see his own are flickering as he struggles to stay in control.

"Taste me." I tell him, before closing the gap between us.

I press my lips against his, and for a moment nothing happens until finally his lips begin to move.

We both part our lips, and his tongue darts out to slide across my lip. He collects all the liquid from it until no more seeps out before managing to pull himself away.

His fangs are now fully extended, and his eyes are brightened with hunger.

"Let me feed off of you... and I'll let you feed off of me in return. You can even go first." I offer, as he watches me intently.

"Why would you do that?" he asks.

"Because I like being bit." I smirk, and I watch as he contemplates it for a moment before responding.

"Fine, but I'm in charge. You do what I tell you, when I tell you, and you do not cum until I say. Understood?" he states, and I shiver with anticipation.

"Yes sir." I purr.

"Stand up and take you clothes off." he states, getting straight to it and I obediently do what he says.

I strip down until I'm completely naked and watch as he stands to remove his shirt and jeans before sitting back down in only a pair of boxers.

He beckons me towards him, and I straddle him once again, my pussy pressing against the hard bulge growing beneath it.

His eyes pierce into mine with a mixture of lust and hunger as he gently reaches out and moves my hair to the side before gripping it tightly and tilting my head... He leans in, his breath hovering over the sensitive spot on my neck before lunging in and sinking his fangs into my skin.

My sharp gasp turns into a moan as pleasure instead of pain flows through me.

I hold onto his shoulders, closing my eyes and letting my body surrender to the pleasure he's bringing me as he gets his fill, and it takes everything in me not to grind my aching pussy against him for relief.

I was already hungry from all the training I did with Salem and now I was experiencing the pleasure that came from a vampire's bite and it was driving my body mad with need.

To my relief, his hands begin roaming my body, moving to cup my breasts. He rolls my hard buds between his fingers before giving them a tug making another moan leave my lips.

His cock is as hard as a rock underneath me, and I can feel it pulsing against me, desperate to be released and I eagerly begin trailing my hands down his chest and towards his lower abdomen, desperate to feel the flesh of it.

Just as I reach the waistband of his boxers, his hands instantly leave my breasts and grab my hands placing them behind my back as he securely keeps them pinned with one hand while the other returns to my hair.

Keeping me firmly in place, he continues to take from me without giving me any pleasure, so I take matters into my own hands, and start grinding my pussy against the hardness that I so badly want inside of me.

"Please, Damian." I beg, my pussy soaking his boxers as I move against him.

His hand leaves my hair to give my ass a sharp slap, making me pause my movements and I let out a small whine as I quickly was running out of patience.

"Please... Fuck. I need something." I plead desperately, and he grips my ass in his large palm and starts moving my hips so that I can grind against him once more.

"Thank you." I sigh with relief, pressing my pussy harder against him as I try to quicken the pace, but he gives me another quick slap before controlling the speed himself.

He lets me grind against him until he's had his fill and removes his fangs from my neck, licking the wound to stop the bleeding before leaning back and meeting my eyes.

"Lift up." he states, before easily taking his waiting cock out and rubbing the tip of it against me.

He coats his cock with my juices, sliding it between my folds multiple times before finally sliding the tip of inside me. He grabs my hips, slowly lowering me down onto it, making me moan loudly as his long thick length filled me.

"Ahh yes..." I moan, happy to finally get what I want.

"Take every inch of my cock, and ride me slowly." he tells me, and I pout but do as he says.

I want to ride him hard and fast and cum all over him, but he was in charge, and I knew not listening wasn't going to get me where I needed.

I move my hips slowly, grinding my clit against him as I move, getting every ounce of pleasure I can until he starts to let me speed up.

"Open your mouth, Temptress." he tells me, as he cups my face in his hand and places his thumb through my parted lips.

I suck on the tip of his thumb as I ride him harder and faster y his command, until I start to finally reach my peak. My pussy clenches tightly around him as I try to hold back my orgasm, needing his permission first.

I look at him pleading, a silent beg to cum as his thumb occupies my mouth, preventing me from asking for permission, but thankfully he knows exactly what I want.

"You can cum, Temptress... but I want you to ride it out for as long as you can and than I will let you feed." he tells me, and that's all I need to hear to let myself go.