Swallow

Poppy

Oh. My. GOD this was intense. Jake never did anything like this to me. It was all about how I could get him off. The way he ate me like I was a dessert after a three-course meal was INTENSE! I just wish I didn’t finish so quickly.

I was shocked when he spun me around on his lap, his d**k slipping between my wet thighs as he played with my lady parts in ways I’ve never even touched them. Pleasure ran through my middle as he swirled his middle finger over my clit, his other fingers sliding in and out of me. It was even hotter as I stared at his c**k going up and down. Part of me wanted it in me so badly, but the other part was glad he said not now. That thing could probably split me in two!

“I won’t, but we’ll get ya used to it.” He grunted out, snapping my attention back to what was going on. I groaned as I felt spit spill out of my mouth. Leaning forward, it dropped onto his tip causing him to suck in a breath. He removed his fingers, adjusting his hips so his d**k was now rubbing against my crotch. The feeling was so good! My clit rubbed against his shaft as he ran his hands up my sides, massaging my breasts.

He snaked one hand up towards my face, placing his fingers in my mouth as I moaned. I wanted to bite down, but me being uncertain of myself stopped me.

“Poppy...” he groaned out, pulling my head backward with his fingers. I looked at him, my brows furrowed together, sweat beading off my face as my body was trembling.

“Do what your body tells you... you can’t hurt me.” He ran his tongue over my neck as I sucked his fingers, nibbling them. I slowly moved my hands down, sliding them over to his d**k.

I placed one hand on top, and the other around the thickness, my fingers barely touching around his size. I started moving my hand up and down as I rubbed the tip with the other.

“Oh, f**k Poppy...” He groaned as he moved his hands back to my opening, inserting his fingers as he massaged me.

“Oh-Oh GOD!” I stammered out as he pinched my clit.

“No, no Poppy... no god...” he clamped down on my neck as I sucked in a breath, whimpering as I felt my insides greedily wrap around his fingers.

“You’re gunna c*m for me- like the good girl you are.” He grunted, dragging his tongue up my neck and to my jawline. f**k, yes, I am. I’ll do anything for this man.

“That’s what I like to hear.” He chuckled as he nipped my ear. I felt a heat burn through my core as I felt a pleasure I’d never felt before rising within me.

“Oh, fuck...” I moaned out as my hands gripped his c**k tighter, moving up and down as he thrust into them. I felt my thighs tighten as my insides felt like they were going to explode.

“Relax, let it come to you, don’t chase it...” he groaned as he picked up his pace. My breathing became erratic as stars started to burst into my vision. Jesus!

“I-I’m cumming!” I pathetically yelped as my tongue lulled out of my mouth. I felt my body relax as pleasure washed over me. I huffed as he grunted, shoving my face forward so it was hovering over his raging c**k.

“Open your mouth-” He moaned as I did not hesitate. I opened it, as he did one final thrust, erupting his c*m into my mouth and on my face. I. Felt. So. Dirty. But it was so ridiculously hot. What was even hotter was how he growled, a low guttural sound against my back as he dragged his nails down my sides. He grasped my hair, pulling me up slightly as he huskily whispered in my ear, “Swallow.”

I leaned back, huffing as I closed my mouth and swallowed half of me to expected it to taste salty and bitter, but it was only slightly unbearable. I reached up to wipe my face as he grabbed my hands, pulling them back down. He then picked me up from under my arms and carried me to the bathroom.

“U-um... w-what...” questioned as he gently set me down on my feet. He pulled his pants up, doing his zipper as he headed to the shower, turning it on. He turned, and then took my torn shirt off.

“You don’t get to clean yourself.” He swiped the leftover c*m off my face with his finger. My eyes widened as he licked it off his thumb. He then grabbed me, guiding me to the shower. I stepped in, my legs still trembling from the insane orgasm I just went through. I stood there as my mind raced. ‘This man... is taking care of me?’ I thought to myself as he set a towel on the sink for me. He c****d a brow at me.

“I’m an unhinged jerk mic rosu, but I’m not a monster.” He chuckled as he grabbed a washcloth, wiping me down. His eyes glued to me intently. Yup, unhinged. A normal dude wouldn’t wash me down.

“A normal dude wouldn’t stalk you for months, bite you, and force-feed you his blood, either.” He grinned as my body froze. I slowly turned my head towards him as I felt the color drain from my face. My brain started piecing everything together.

He sighed, placing the washcloth down, stepping back, and adjusting himself.

“It’s a lot... I’ll leave you be for now. But I will be doing perimeter checks and making sure you and your family is safe.” He tilted his head in a nod as he turned and left. He gently closed the bathroom door, leaving me standing there in the warm water as I ended up collapsing to my knees.

I sat there as the water pelted the top of my head. I stared blankly at the drain as the grime from the forest swirled down it. I found myself gliding my fingers over my neck. The places he bit me were gone. I looked at my hands, where all the cuts were from my scuffle. Those were gone as well.

I can’t believe vampires are real. I can’t believe I jerked off my handyman, the vampire. No, the vampire stalker! Oh, my god! What is wrong with me?

I pulled my knees up to my chest as I oddly didn’t feel panic set in this time. I felt a sense of place. Like something was missing from my life, pushing me to fill it with Jake and now that I met Damian... I didn’t need to fill it. I felt like I found my adventure, my place, the thing I’m supposed to do in my life. I giggled at that thought.

I stood up, finishing my shower. Stepping out of the bathroom, wrapped up in my towel, I saw clothing neatly placed out on the bedding for me with my phone sitting next to a pair of underwear. I picked up my cracked phone, turning it on.

“Your mother is in the hospital. She’s fine. Don’t leave the house.”- Damian

My lip quivered as the night’s events crashed into me. I plopped the clothing on the floor, climbed into bed, and wrapped myself up. I sobbed as I curled into myself. Damian made me feel better to an extent, but it wasn’t enough.

I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I was slightly awoken by an exotic woodsy smell wrapping around me as a cool touch stroked my cheek. I moaned, rolling into it, feeling arms wrapped around me. I snuggled into the embrace, feeling safe as sleep rolled back over me.

The morning light streaming in caused my eyes to flutter open. I groaned as I sat up, my body sore as my towel slipped off me. I rubbed my eyes, my vision blurry as I focused on the man standing in my doorframe.

“Good morning, mic rosu.” Damian grinned as he strode towards me. He leaned down, planting a peck on my forehead. I leaned into his kiss.

“You better get dressed, I can’t guarantee you I can control myself...” He whispered into my ear before he stood back up. He bent over, grabbing the clothing I had on the floor, handing it to me.

“Come on, I’m taking you to see your mom.” He softly smiled at me as I was at a loss for words. I wanted to talk about everything that had happened. I had so many questions. But I did need to see my mom. Was I being selfish for wanting to spend the day with Damian?

“No mic rosu, you’re not being selfish...” He reached out, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look up at him. “It’s me. I should have waited to do the things I did...” He flashed his canines at me as his tongue slipped out, gliding over his lower lip. “But I just can’t resist you.”