.....As he dipped down to lap up her honey she took the woman's lips and assaulted them with authority. Her free hand cupped the luscious breasts before her. Fangs decend as her arousal and pleasure grow with intensity, rolling like waves of ectasy washing over her like rain. She moaned and her hips bucked as she began to pleasure her. A smile crossed her lips hearing the sweet sound of musical moans escape her pixie like lips. His tongue and mouth ravishing her body, barely able to concentrate on anything but now...
She was the center of the pleasure pool and it was her favorite place to be. Later she'd be food, but for now she was a pawn in her fantasy. He knew what she liked and how she liked it. A growl escaped his mouth as his fangs popped with force that made the woman jump. She'd been glamoured and was in a sexual daze, making her blood smell even sweeter. He placed his hand on her hips, coaxing her over unto her stomach. He took a moment to appreciate the sight she made, her round, firm bottom in the air, her thighs glistening with her nectar and her center, that delicate sinful flower quivering and dripping with a mixture of his saliva and her honey. He couldn’t suppress a wicked grin that crossed his lips as he rubbed his shaft against her. So slick and hot, his length slid into her with little effort, her walls squeezing and pulling him further until his hips collided with her bottom. He extended his arm, tangling it in the locks of her hair before giving it a slow, but firm tug. The leverage he gained allowed him to push deeper, to thrust harder into her whilst keeping her head up so nothing could prevent the sounds she inevitably made.
As he loosened his grip she bit into the thigh of the prostitute that mattered little to her. Her blood pooling in her mouth making her moan against the warm skin. Feeling his mass pound into her as he watched the scene going on down below. Nearly drained, the woman fell unconsious and she pushed her off of the bed, blood in her mouth she picked herself up so she was on her knees. Turning her head to the side to look at him as he groped her breasts and assaulted her mouth sharing the warmed blood from her mouth. His fangs grazed her shoulder, nipping and drawing trickles of blood as she reached behind and fisted his short blonde hair. Blood dripping from her mouth and shoulder, he began to pound harder into her, feeling her walls clentch around him.
With vampire speed she was turned over onto her back, as she grinned at him wickedly she used her might and forced him on his back to take a ride on the pleasure train that was named Eric Northman. He reached up to pinch her taught nipples as she rode him fast and hard. On the verge of a release, he sat up and held her back, leaving trails of scratches along her back. She kissed his chiseled jaw and struck his neck to take in his ancient blood. He bit again at the holes in her shoulder as they reconnected yet again. At that moment, a surge of intensity struck as they both climaxed at the same time. Her nails digging into his skin, his knuckles turning white at his hold on her hair.
Both bodies relaxed and took in the scene around them. Blood everywhere from the drained woman lay everywhere. He smiled at her and she chuckled. "How could I have thought twice about turning you?" She kissed his lips. "Told you so, Mr. Northman. I will always be worth it to you, yes?"He chuckled and pulled her down again...for round 5.
{Four nights after Pam is made vampire....}
She was the center of the pleasure pool and it was her favorite place to be. Later she'd be food, but for now she was a pawn in her fantasy. He knew what she liked and how she liked it. A growl escaped his mouth as his fangs popped with force that made the woman jump. She'd been glamoured and was in a sexual daze, making her blood smell even sweeter. He placed his hand on her hips, coaxing her over unto her stomach. He took a moment to appreciate the sight she made, her round, firm bottom in the air, her thighs glistening with her nectar and her center, that delicate sinful flower quivering and dripping with a mixture of his saliva and her honey. He couldn’t suppress a wicked grin that crossed his lips as he rubbed his shaft against her. So slick and hot, his length slid into her with little effort, her walls squeezing and pulling him further until his hips collided with her bottom. He extended his arm, tangling it in the locks of her hair before giving it a slow, but firm tug. The leverage he gained allowed him to push deeper, to thrust harder into her whilst keeping her head up so nothing could prevent the sounds she inevitably made.
As he loosened his grip she bit into the thigh of the prostitute that mattered little to her. Her blood pooling in her mouth making her moan against the warm skin. Feeling his mass pound into her as he watched the scene going on down below. Nearly drained, the woman fell unconsious and she pushed her off of the bed, blood in her mouth she picked herself up so she was on her knees. Turning her head to the side to look at him as he groped her breasts and assaulted her mouth sharing the warmed blood from her mouth. His fangs grazed her shoulder, nipping and drawing trickles of blood as she reached behind and fisted his short blonde hair. Blood dripping from her mouth and shoulder, he began to pound harder into her, feeling her walls clentch around him.
With vampire speed she was turned over onto her back, as she grinned at him wickedly she used her might and forced him on his back to take a ride on the pleasure train that was named Eric Northman. He reached up to pinch her taught nipples as she rode him fast and hard. On the verge of a release, he sat up and held her back, leaving trails of scratches along her back. She kissed his chiseled jaw and struck his neck to take in his ancient blood. He bit again at the holes in her shoulder as they reconnected yet again. At that moment, a surge of intensity struck as they both climaxed at the same time. Her nails digging into his skin, his knuckles turning white at his hold on her hair.
Both bodies relaxed and took in the scene around them. Blood everywhere from the drained woman lay everywhere. He smiled at her and she chuckled. "How could I have thought twice about turning you?" She kissed his lips. "Told you so, Mr. Northman. I will always be worth it to you, yes?"He chuckled and pulled her down again...for round 5.
{Four nights after Pam is made vampire....}
