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she pulled it all the way to the left so it wouldn’t get in his way. A mouthful of hair didn’t sound too appetizing - not that blood did either.
"I'll make sure that it doesn't hurt you," Eadric whispered as his lips found the soft curve of her neck. He teased the skin first, kissing and nipping as he explored, driving Anabell mad with anticipation. Her sweet gaps went straight to his already too- stiff cock, draining his control with every little sound.
For a moment, he thought about distracting her with sex, but he knew she wouldn't forgive him if he didn't drink.
He couldn’t refuse the gift she was giving him. Putting her life in his hands was not something he was going to take for granted. He took a deep breath – he couldn’t wait any longer.
Anabell held her breath as she felt him move his head closer. She didn't know how it was going to feel, but she couldn't help being a little terrified. She was willing to try and get over that fear for him.
She fought not to move when his teeth began to pierce the skin.
All the worry she had been holding in melted away as the flurry of new sensations overtook her. A jolt of pleasure ran through her, fast and hard, puckering her tender nipples, arching her back, and sending a throbbing heat to her core. Her entire body was being stimulated by his bite.
Her bra became itchy, and her pants felt too tight. Her body screamed for her to get the offensive clothes off. She was too afraid to make a move, though, not wanting to make him stop.
She wiggled in his lap, more aware of his enlarged member than she had been before.
Eadric, half lost in the blood taking, had to wrap his hands around her hips to keep her from moving. He was already too close to losing it. If she didn’t stop, he might lose it before his pants even had the chance to come off. His first time with her had to be special – getting off like a teenager being petted through his jeans was not the way he wanted to come.
Anabell tried to pry his hands off. His strength was coming back, so it wasn’t that easy anymore. He held her tight.
When he had taken as much as he felt comfortable taking, he ran his tongue across the bite marks until they were healed and Anabell was trembling in his arms.
The arduous look in her eyes seared him down to his soul - or whatever he had where his soul should be - as she slid her hand between them and tried desperately to unbutton his pants and hers. She had successfully undone her own when he grabbed her hand and pulled it up to his chest, holding it there to keep her from trying again.
"Don't you want me?” Anabell whispered. The pain in her voice made his heart drop. He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the heel of her hand, maintaining eye contact.
It eased her doubts a little. Eadric sat there for a moment as he thought of the best way to explain why he stopped her.
Every second he took felt like a lifetime to Anabell. By the time he was ready to speak, she was ready to pack up and go home. It was obvious. He didn't want to be with her because she was still not his wife - she could never be Deirdre. She was about to climb off him, collect her shirt and leave, when he reached down and grabbed her face in his hands. She had no other choice but to look at him.
“Stop, Anabell. I’m not trying to push you away. I just want to slow you down for a moment.”
Moving his hands off her face, Anabell rocked back of his lap a little and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Why? You want
"I'll make sure that it doesn't hurt you," Eadric whispered as his lips found the soft curve of her neck. He teased the skin first, kissing and nipping as he explored, driving Anabell mad with anticipation. Her sweet gaps went straight to his already too- stiff cock, draining his control with every little sound.
For a moment, he thought about distracting her with sex, but he knew she wouldn't forgive him if he didn't drink.
He couldn’t refuse the gift she was giving him. Putting her life in his hands was not something he was going to take for granted. He took a deep breath – he couldn’t wait any longer.
Anabell held her breath as she felt him move his head closer. She didn't know how it was going to feel, but she couldn't help being a little terrified. She was willing to try and get over that fear for him.
She fought not to move when his teeth began to pierce the skin.
All the worry she had been holding in melted away as the flurry of new sensations overtook her. A jolt of pleasure ran through her, fast and hard, puckering her tender nipples, arching her back, and sending a throbbing heat to her core. Her entire body was being stimulated by his bite.
Her bra became itchy, and her pants felt too tight. Her body screamed for her to get the offensive clothes off. She was too afraid to make a move, though, not wanting to make him stop.
She wiggled in his lap, more aware of his enlarged member than she had been before.
Eadric, half lost in the blood taking, had to wrap his hands around her hips to keep her from moving. He was already too close to losing it. If she didn’t stop, he might lose it before his pants even had the chance to come off. His first time with her had to be special – getting off like a teenager being petted through his jeans was not the way he wanted to come.
Anabell tried to pry his hands off. His strength was coming back, so it wasn’t that easy anymore. He held her tight.
When he had taken as much as he felt comfortable taking, he ran his tongue across the bite marks until they were healed and Anabell was trembling in his arms.
The arduous look in her eyes seared him down to his soul - or whatever he had where his soul should be - as she slid her hand between them and tried desperately to unbutton his pants and hers. She had successfully undone her own when he grabbed her hand and pulled it up to his chest, holding it there to keep her from trying again.
"Don't you want me?” Anabell whispered. The pain in her voice made his heart drop. He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the heel of her hand, maintaining eye contact.
It eased her doubts a little. Eadric sat there for a moment as he thought of the best way to explain why he stopped her.
Every second he took felt like a lifetime to Anabell. By the time he was ready to speak, she was ready to pack up and go home. It was obvious. He didn't want to be with her because she was still not his wife - she could never be Deirdre. She was about to climb off him, collect her shirt and leave, when he reached down and grabbed her face in his hands. She had no other choice but to look at him.
“Stop, Anabell. I’m not trying to push you away. I just want to slow you down for a moment.”
Moving his hands off her face, Anabell rocked back of his lap a little and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Why? You want
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