"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot.
I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it.
Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her.
"Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans.
"I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp.
Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling.
Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size.
I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation.
"Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof."
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A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific...
It's been 200 years since that joke.
A vampire who has given up on love at last have a shot at happiness? Can a woman with secrets of her own embrace, accept, and love the mysterious woman?
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"What the fuck do you want!? Why did you push him away!?" I yelled at her.
Of course, she didn't answer. As always.
But this time I was NOT going to back down. Even if I knew she could easily kill me. But a part of me knew she would never do that.
"Answer me! Why didn't you let him kiss me!? Who do you think you are!?" No answer. Though I did notice her taking a long breath, as if not to get angry.
"Since you won't answer me! LISTEN! I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT! I CAN KISS WHOEVER I WANT! I CAN FUCK-' I was slammed against a wall with her hand around my throat and her eyes deep red, glaring at me.
She growled loudly and angrily.
"You. Are. Mine. Never. EVER. Say. That. Again." She said squeezing my neck every time she said a word, making sure I heard everything.
I wanted to say something back. But her red eyes ensured that being sassy would not help me at all!
Plus, with her hand around my neck...I am sure the only reason I am standing right now is her grip on my neck.
I am sure if I said something I would only stutter and embarrass myself.
"Understand?" Her eyes were daring me to say something other than a yes.
And I wasn't going to take that dare.
I nodded my head as fast as I could with her grip on me.
"Words."
"Y-y-yes..." I said.
She smirked and whispered near my ear.
"Good girl."
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