5 The Price of Penance

I was close to filling her with my cum, when she suddenly lunged forward. Yanking herself off my staff. "Not so fast."

She's right. I'd been so lost in my passion and my need to take her that I'd utterly forgotten giving her the same pleasure she offered me.

Selfish bastard. I chastised myself. Like a boy of the first blush.

I knew better.

"I'm sorry, Beautiful. Let me make amends for my selfishness."

"It's not uncommon for a man to forget himself when blinded with lust." She said reasonably.

I frowned. Confused by her statement.

"Come here." She gestured to the divan. "Lay down."

I lifted my brows in faint surprise. I'd rarely had a woman so willing to meet a man's desires.

She seems to know most of mine.

But thankfully, not all.

***

She climbed atop my hard root and dropped down over it. Making the heat of her body immediately swallow me again.

I couldn't help my reflexive reaction. Lurching up my pelvis to meet her strokes. Driving into her until I felt the far barrier inside her.

She swayed forward and back as she lifted and dropped. Riding my cock in every pleasurable direction at once. Feeling the narrow space behind her pelvis with my hardness.

I wanted more. I couldn't help my greedy thoughts. I'd never been so ravenous for a woman's body.

I suddenly wondered if I'd ever get enough of hers. I was already beginning to doubt it.

"Do you like the way I feel?" She asked me.

"Unimaginably." I panted between pleasured moans. Feeling my body tensing as I was getting closer to climaxing again.

Damn her. I needed to slow this down, but it felt nearly impossible this moment.

She dug her nails into my chest just below my collar and raked them down over my chest and belly leaving long bloody streaks. Already seeping with red.

"Ah!" I grunted in objection but didn't stop her.

"Are you trying to cut out my heart?"

"I may." She teased with a smirk.

"It'd be a wasted effort. I told you…"

"Well, even if you think you've no heart to give, there's always a heartbeat to steal."

"Not always." I looked up at her through hooded green eyes.

She smiled as though she knew something I didn't know. Running one hand aggressively through my hair until making a fist of it atop my head and jerking my face forward to stuff it between her heavy breasts.

I pressed my lips to the crevices surrounding me. Nipping at the soft flesh and leaving small dark spots where I sucked it into my mouth.

She gave a long jerking moan, and I felt her body tighten around me. Vibrating so hard I wondered if she might go into a seizure. Clenching me and releasing rhythmically for so long I finally could take no more. Spilling into her.

She gave a triumphant laugh and dropped her head forward. Dark curling hair falling to frame her face as she looked down at me. One arm curled along the back of my neck to support my hair as she gave me a long look.

***

Her other hand snaked down my back and I felt her nails curve and pierce in just below my shoulder blade. Working determinedly to dig through my flesh. Her fingers moving at inhuman speed as they cut through flesh and veins and when she reached the back of my ribs where they attached to my spine her fist curved around it and snapped it aside.

I yelled in pain as she began the same process on the one below it.

Trying to get to my heart.

I had warned her…Done playing her little game I dropped my head forward against the full upper rise of her breast and sunk in my sharp pointed teeth. Immediately hitting a plump vein and beginning to suckle large amounts of blood from her.

Slurping at her flesh to draw it out more quickly.

She screeched in pain. Her head falling back as she suddenly tried to jerk away.

But both my arms were slung up her back and over her shoulders. Holding her down on my lap and keeping her in place while I feasted on her.

"What are you doing?" She screamed.

"Having dinner." I murmured between sucking out large drinks of her blood. "And you?"

"I want your heart."

"It'd do you no good. It stopped beating centuries ago." I laughed. "Sweet Thing, you thought you were the one coming hunting for me. But instead, I've found quite the prize…I've heard of your kind but never seen one."

She stared at me in horror. Her skin already becoming pale from the amount of blood I'd stolen from her.

She should be close to dead by now.

***

But I remembered what she'd said.

She's filled with extra blood from all the men's hearts she'd consumed.

Sure, that wasn't how she'd said it. But I'd not missed her meaning. Despite what she'd thought. And I was dearly hoping it was true.

That she's a Succubus. A creature who flourishes through sex with men. Stealing their hearts in the process.

Because if she is, she'll be able to regenerate. The idea was immensely appealing to me.

"I will heal." She murmured limply. As if this knowledge would intimidate me. Her body jerking every time I bit into her anew.

"I dearly hope so." I lifted my head and smiled, exposing bloodied fangs in my joy. "The things I'll be able to do to you, can go on for an eternity."

"You can't keep me!" She objected. Breathing shallowly.

"Oh, Beautiful…I most certainly can. You picked the wrong man tonight…You're mine now. To fuck." I strung out the word in threat. "And feed on, for the rest of time."

THE END

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