Cherishing Destiny (A Dangerous Destiny)

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moaned
softly in pleasure and then he bit her harder.  She sucked air through her
teeth in a hiss, but she did not call for him to stop.  He closed his lips
around the puckered tip and sucked the stiff little bullet hard.  He pulled away
slowly bringing the trapped nipple with him until her breast was pulling into a
pointed rocket.  She tried to lean forward to relieve just a little of the
pressure, and he immediately yanked back on her wrists that he still gripped
tightly behind her back.  This arched her back, pointing her breasts straight
out and up.  The nipple in his mouth was pulled as taut as he dared and he
slowly began to release the pressure of his bite.  He continued to suck hard
and then pulled away until the throbbing pebble slid from his lips with an
audible pop She hadn’t realized how shallow she had been breathing, nearly
holding her breath, and she pulled air into her lungs deeply.  This presented
her other nipple to him, and he snatched it and repeated the entire exorcise in
almost identical fashion.  She was mewling softly now, but still not begging
and she hadn’t even thought of calling for safety.  She no longer noticed the
pain in her shoulders from the bra straps.  Her nipples were poking straight
out and were both red and throbbing.  She had never experienced pain like this,
and she was confused at how good it was.  She was fully aroused, and her
panties were sopping.
    Alex let go of Sara’s wrists and pulled off his t-shirt.
She started to touch his rock hard chest, but he lifted her off of his lap,
spun her around and tied his t-shirt over her eyes.
    He maneuvered her until he had removed the dress and
panties and finally he removed the offending bra.  She was naked on her knees
with only a blindfold on.  She heard him sliding his own clothes off and then
suddenly there was only silence.  She began to wonder where he was and where he
would touch her first.  The anxiety became palpable.  She started to think he
left her in the cellar, and she groped around her.
    He let her grope around with her hands for just long enough
to make her unprepared to find him and then he stepped up close to her within a
foot in front of her face.  Suddenly she was groping muscled thighs and narrow
hips and right in front of her face was the largest, rod straight erection she
had ever seen, or not actually seen in this case.  She used both hands to explore
the length. Her two fists on top of each other didn’t even begin to envelop the
entire length of him. Her small hands could not wrap all the way around the
girth either.   
    He wasn’t touching her back, and she wasn’t quite sure what
he wanted from her. She leaned forward and ran her tongue up the length of his
hard cock until she reached the opening at the tip and lapped the droplet of
dew she found there.  He tasted like blood, she thought.  She took the head
into her mouth and found that just that portion of him nearly filled her entire
mouth.  She played with the soft tip using a gentle suction and then flicked
her tongue over the prominent ridge around his head.  One hand gripped the base
of his cock firmly, and the other lightly cupped the tight, drawn up, package
beneath.   She relaxed into the familiar intimacy of this kind of sex play, but
he was not prepared to let her get too comfortable just yet. 
    He reached out and gripped her hair, close to her scalp, at
the back of her head and yanked her off of his achingly stiff rod.  She fell
back on her ass with a sharp cry and instinctively grabbed the wrist of his
hand that was in her hair.  He pulled back until her nose was pointed to the ceiling
exposing her angled neck fully.  He dropped to his knees before her and rubbed
his face all over her vulnerable throat.  He held his mouth against her racing
pulse, breathing in the scent of her rushing blood and then he sank his fangs
into the throbbing vein beneath his lips.
    The stories she’d heard about Vampire bites were

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