Taste for Blood

by Tilly Greene

  Before she could take that thought any further, he started to fuck her in earnest. Fast and hard solid thrusts. She couldn’t think of anything other than how wonderful cock piercings were as they traced a path through her pussy.

  As he pounded in and out of her moist channel, she was caught in his passionate hold and wanted nothing more, or so she thought.

  They shared a kiss as he fucked her hard, the gentle touch of their lips, yet rough possession was what she enjoyed and that was all Sean. The beads from his piercing pressed firmly against her exposed walls, drawing delightful tremors from her body. Lost in the pleasure swirling through her body, she threw her head back and took everything he offered.

  The ultimate climax was within reach. She teetered on the edge when he laid his delicious lips against the place where her neck and shoulders met. With a shiver, she acknowledged he’d narrowed in on a sensitive bit of skin, but then he let sharp tips of his canines rest right there.

  “Do you want it?” The need was there in his voice and it matched what she felt.

  Was the bite that offered undreamed of passion what she wanted? She knew the answer but delayed a little longer because she knew once his teeth broke her skin, there would be nothing else between them. The other woman she’d heard experiencing his bite and pierced cock hadn’t died, that wasn’t the end he gave them.

  They experienced a once in a lifetime orgasm, then Sean walked away and never came back. She wasn’t done with him, but the lure of his bite was hard to fight.

  “Bite me, lover! Please!” She cried out her answer before she could change her mind.

  She tried to leave her eyes open so she could see everything, but the lids closed once she felt the sharp teeth puncture her skin. Pain robbed her of air and made her believe death was next, but then there was nothing but pleasure spreading through her body. As he pounded his cock in and out of her pussy, the pressure on her clit intensified. She tried to keep pace with him, thrust her mound up to meet his groin, but ultimately she was pulled into a spiraling red vortex filled with passion. Her orgasm dragged on and on, until her conscious mind floated away in a pleasure-filled sea of blackness.

  * * * * *

  “Sean! You’re still here!” Waking up clean and naked between fresh smelling sheets was great, but not what she’d expected.

  It took her a moment to realize she’d been woken up by Sean’s fingers moving around her clit, bringing her needs rushing to the surface. She was fine with that because she wanted to spend more time exploring their mutual desires, and she spread her legs wider to give his hand more room. “The gossip claims you’re never there when the women you bite wake up, but you’re here and you bit me!”

  “Don’t be so surprised, Ella, I said you were a woman who could hold me still, and I meant it.”

  Strumming her excited bundle of nerves with his thumb, she couldn’t wait any longer and twisted around until she straddled his hips. Excited and wanting his possession, she kissed the man with all the joy she was feeling. He hadn’t disappeared like she’d expected, and was thrilled they might have more time together.

  There was a man in her life who made her heart thump faster, pussy quiver, and nipples harden to entice him closer. However, before they fucked again, there was something she wanted to know.

  “You never said why you wanted Josh dead? If you weren’t related to one of his victims, what did he do to you that was so bad?” She laid her head on his chest and dragged a finger around his nipple.

  “He was a repugnant fake.” The disgust in his words was obvious, but his face showed nothing. Sean used his hands on her back to try and bring her breast closer to his mouth, only she needed something more of an answer.

  “What? That’s it, pretending to be a vamp will get someone killed?” She leaned on her elbows and voiced her surprise by what he’d said with a large dose of sarcasm. “The Whitby wannabes must keep you very busy.”

  “This is my home. My family have lived and worked here for hundreds of years and never, ever killed an innocent. A nibble here, a bite there, but not one of us brought shame to our kind, not in our backyard.”

  The disgust in him was obvious and, while she couldn’t understand how someone had bothered him enough to be killed, she also couldn’t claim to be much better.

  “What that animal was doing to our reputation as vampires pissed me off and infuriated the master in the Northwest. We waited for the police to do something, but his actions were causing fiscal problems with the town. The Whitby tourist bureau was finding it difficult to use the “vampire mysticism” to draw in tourists when one was hunting young girls. We had to do something.”

  “And so you hooked up with me, helped me get rid of the guy who was bad for business, and that’s it?” Ella hoped not, but wasn’t sure how to say that to him without coming across as clinging.

  “Fuck no! It was decided before you arrived at the pub and then ultimately delayed because I was caught in your trap! Now listen, I’m fighting against the pull of daylight! I waited until you woke up to tell you I took care of the trash so you don’t need to worry about it and because I want you to be in my bed when I get up at dusk.”

  With that said, he pushed her back down and thrust his cock deep inside her heat as he pinched a nipple hard, and then twisted until she gasped with unfettered hunger for more. Once she moaned, he slowly pulled out so the beads teased her closer to a climax. For a few minutes he treated her to a sensually charged bout of sex, the kind that was full of promised pleasure, and then he took his cock out of her and stood up at the side of the bed.

  “If you want to continue this fucking, be here naked and ready for me to take my way. I like it kinky. To see you naked and tied up for me to please, with a plug buried in your ass and your delightfully responsive breasts clipped. That is what would make me happy.” He slowly stroked a hand over his glistening hard-on and she sat up, ready to offer her mouth, only he walked to the door. Without turning around, he shared one last bit of information before walking out.

  “I really hope you’re here waiting for me and, if you want to enjoy a full night of sex, then you could have a packet of kippers from Fortune’s waiting for me in the kitchen. They may smell, but they keep me going for hours.”

  She watched his gorgeous naked ass leave and fell back on the bed. There was no doubt she’d be there when he returned, and with the kippers cooked and ready for him to eat. Actually, she maybe she wouldn’t cook them.

  What if he ate them raw?

  Bleh, she couldn’t think about the smelly local fish delicacy any more.

  Looking at the bedside table, she saw her beautiful claw ring. Picking it up, she slipped her finger through the three bands and held her hand up in the dim morning light. The job she’d had the unique piece of jewelry made to do had been completed. While she’d been successful and surely wouldn’t need it again, Ella planned to keep it.

  There were plenty of things to do with the ring besides wear it, and one couldn’t be ignored. She wasn’t about to start randomly killing people, but maybe she’d partner up with Sean again. If another monster started working his evil in Whitby she’d want to step forward and help.

  The sight of blood wasn’t a problem, either, just the opposite. She already spent most of her days covered in the life giving stuff. Besides, there’d been a moment or two the night before where the red stuff had kind of turned her on.

  With a sigh, she lay back down amongst the rumpled sheets and lightly circled her nipple with the sharp end of the claw. The tender tip tightened further and she felt the throb of need restart between her legs. Of course she knew there was more to know about Sean than his orgasmic bite and pierced cock, but those were pretty compelling reasons that would keep her around for a while longer. She added a bit of pressure and sliced a small line across a fleshy mound.

  The sting was followed by blood slipping from the slash. She wiped the spillage up with her thumb and brought it to her mouth. Sucking the digit clean, she f
ound the flavor alluring, and understood what drew some people to enjoy it. She pinched the wound so more of the red liquid coasted down her breast. Swiping up the blood again, she found herself doing a taste test of sorts. The metallic taste was interesting, but there were hidden nuances she wanted to delve further into.

  Unable to deny the call to cum any longer, she lightly slid the clawed point down toward her clit and let the sharp tip tease the raw nerves. Gasping with need, she thought about how her new lover had a lot to answer for when he returned. He’d excited the bundle, promised it a release, and then left it wanting. She’d take care of things this time, but later he’d better follow through with the kink promise.

  Ella left the ring resting in the opening of her moist slit. Heightened lust spread throughout her body as the demand to climax grew loader. Cautiously, she slipped the ring further inside her excited pussy and gradually pulled it back out.

  She felt her breath catch in the back of her throat and it eventually escaped with a groan. Almost like it was another person, she gave the carved ring power to satisfy her sexual needs. The depth of her desire to be ravished by Sean over and over again resided inside her, but the ring would ease the need until he returned.

  Swiping her tongue over her lips painted with blood, she felt her inner wanton spread its wings and prepare to fly. Finally, she’d found what was missing from sex or at least some part of it. She’d been searching for that elusive something more, something darker and untouched, but hadn’t stumbled across it until Sean. Blood was what she’d wanted and hadn’t known, but now it was tangible and she could refine her needs.

  With the image of a dangerous weapon gloriously fucking her dancing around her head and the taste of blood in her mouth, she felt pressure build, and finally break with a crash. Screaming, she carefully removed the ringed finger from her pussy and let the waves of satisfaction roll through her body.

  It took time, but eventually she started to ease back down from her lone climax and wondered if she should have a ring made to fit his finger. Fucked by the claw and bitten by Sean would definitely be a night to remember forever.

  Collapsing amongst her pillow, Ella was prepared to count the minutes until her lover returned.

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  Coming Soon from Tilly Greene

  Finding Home

  Painted Lady

  Come To Me - Fall/Winter 2012

  Come and Stay - Spring/Summer 2013

  Other Books Written by Tilly Greene

  Come, Sweet Creature

  Extreme Speed, Total Control

  Highland Heat

  Missing in Paradise

  New Beginnings: Carpe Diem

  Special Delivery

  Taste for Blood

  The Keeper

  Zandia

  An Invitation to the World

  Russia and New Zealand

  China and India

  Come

  Come Back

  Branded

  Ride ‘em

  Konnichiwa Cowboy

  Good, Bad and Kinky

  Call Me Lucifer

  My Angel

  Mythological Messes Redux

  Hephaestus Lays Down the Law

  Together Again?

  Double Punch

  Cyra’s Cyclopes

  Tied Up For Love

  For Charity

  And She Scores! - ARe’s 28 Days of Heart Campaign

  The Write Ingredients - Cookbook that supports America’s Troops

  Drive-In, Coming Together: Under Fire - An Altruistic Erotic Anthology

  A Bit About Tilly Greene

  Tilly Greene is an author of erotica and erotic romances in futuristic, paranormal, shape-shifter and contemporary sub-genres with a variety of themes such as ménages and BDSM. She is published in both novel and short story lengths, all coming out first as eBooks and some later in print. The author is a member of RWA, often volunteers to judge contests for unpublished writers, and also a participant in collections that benefit both local and national charitable organizations.

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