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By : strangebun
Category: Twilight Series > Het
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I only had two fingers in her and already I was starting to lose my shit. Maybe I’d already lost it, I didn’t know anymore. I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead against her hair, still stoking my fingers in and out of her. Her pussy felt…amazing. There was no other word for it. Even as furious as I was with her, I couldn’t help but take a moment just be awed by her. Not that I’d let her know that.
The taste of her blood was still burning the back of my throat, fiery and spicy and sweet all at the same time. Like how I’d always seen taking shots of good whiskey in humans’ minds. First the rush, then the shock, then the burn, then the numbness. I licked my lips and eyed the single trickle of blood as it eased its way down, lower, and soaked into the crease where her inner thigh met her body.
She was frightened, barely moving, but I could feel everything, hear the small, almost inaudible gasps and moans deep in her throat. The ones I knew she was trying to hold back for fear of angering me.
As if I could be any angrier. As if I weren’t contemplating the consequences of breaking her in half with my bare hands and weighing whether it would be worth it or not. At this point it was hard to tell but, then again, I knew I’d miss her later.
Her breathing changed and her heart rate quickened. Small muscles inside her clenched and fluttered, grasping at my fingers. I slowed my finger-fucking slightly and marveled, so little effort and I was already making her cum. How…interesting.
Abruptly I slid my fingers out of her, before she could reach her orgasm, and brought them to my mouth, smelling her…tasting her. I hadn’t realized until just then that some of her blood had gotten on my fingers…from her neck, from her pussy? Who knew? I didn’t care. Dear fucking god this was so unreal. I inhaled slowly and reached up to fondle her breasts, her perfectly perky breasts. I pinched her nipple a little harder than I thought she’d like and smiled when she winced silently.
I realized how hard I was, painfully so and groaned quietly. Too quietly, I thought, for her to hear until she turned her head slightly, trying to see my face. Ah, she wanted to see did she?
Still holding her by the hair, I leaned down to her ear, undoing my pants with the other hand and whispered, “lay down on the bed.”
She didn’t speak, didn’t move. I released her hair and she immediately turned and climbed onto the bed with more speed than I’d ever thought possible of her. Huh, I must really have her terrified.
Good.
Her eyes were closed and she was breathing shallowly. I grabbed her torn shirt from the floor and ripped it cleanly in two and bound each of her wrists to one of the bed posts. She didn’t move or protest, just waited and breathed with her eyes closed.
The streak of blood that ran from her throat to her snatch was starting to dry. Well, we couldn’t have that.
I swooped down on her, kissing her neck over the wound and working my way down, over her breasts.
Her skin seared my mouth, hot and rich. She started to move slightly, started to moan a little.
It pissed me off; this was for me, not her. Not to mention how the effect her blood had on me. It was taking most of my focus not to literally eat her, I didn’t need her moaning and distracting me on top of that.
I angrily licked down her abdomen and once over her pussy. I heard her sharp intake of breath and lingered between her legs, probing her with my tongue. She titled her head back and arched her back slightly, grinding against me.
I straightened up and slapped her hard across the face, “don’t fucking move. Don’t make a noise.”
She lay completely still and for a moment I wondered if I’d killed her, snapped her neck by accident.
“Bella.”
She turned her head toward me slightly and peeked at me from under her lashes, a purple bruise already forming on her cheek. She glanced down, saw that I was naked, and her eyes widened. I could tell she wasn’t sure where to look.
Smiling, I climbed onto the bed next to her and positioned myself above her head, between her bound arms. She didn’t protest as I took her head in both hands and brushed the tip of my dick against her lips. Fuck, that alone was almost enough to send me over the edge.
I stopped breathing altogether as she uncertainly parted her lips and took the head of my cock into her warm, smooth mouth. This was her first time doing this, I knew that for sure. I eased further into her and felt her tongue swirl around me, rough and smooth at the same time.
I slid more of myself into her, watching my pale, hark cock disappear inch by inch into the perfect O of her pink lips until I was about halfway in. I didn’t want to choke her, much. I wasn’t grotesquely endowed like that monster Jacob, but I had a nice 8 inches. Her tongue explored me, licking deftly around and around, up and down my length.
This isn’t very gentlemanly, I thought, bemused. Then again, she wasn’t really much of a lady. I could smell her getting wetter and could see her clenching her knees together, aching for contact. Slut.
I felt myself twitch in her mouth and knew I was close. I’d masturbated before, obviously, and this feeling wasn’t completely alien to me. Though it had never been like this before. This was new; hotter and more intense than ever. I clutched one of the bed posts tightly with one hand and felt it snap under my fingers. This was getting out of control.
Tossing the bit of splintered wood that had been a bedpost onto the floor, I put my hand on her throat and grunted, “stop.” She froze, her tongue still wrapped about my shaft. I pulled out of her slowly, letting the head of my cock linger in her mouth for a moment before removing myself completely.
The vision of Jacob fucking her, pummeling her pussy with his cock, returned to me, exciting and infuriating me all at once.
Untying her bonds quickly, I pushed her roughly onto the floor. She landed on her hands and knees with a small cry and waited, trembling.
We weren’t nearly done.
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Heat	By : strangebun Category: Twilight Series > Het Views: 14202 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or make any money from this story.

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