Virgins and Vampires: Blood Falls (The Blood Falls Book 3)
Virgins and Vampires: Chapter 8

I didn’t know it was possible to be this hungry. This needy. Every time I thought we were done, that surely I’d had enough, that spring inside me would coil back up and call for more. Kris was just as insatiable. We drank from each other three times. Each orgasm seemed to be more powerful than the last. We should be exhausted, but instead…

…instead the sun was rising over the snow covered mountain, my curtains open because we never bothered to close them, and Kris was teaching me how to accept him while on all fours.

“That’s right,” he grunted, “watch the sun rise while I fuck you into a brand new day.” He hooked his hands around my hips and sank his cock back inside me.

Again.

He stretched me wide, thick and long as ever, but I found that it was the weight that did me in. Especially at this angle. His heavy cock weighed down on something that made me feel even more amazing with each thrust. Every slide felt better than the last. “Do I move?”

“Only if you want to. This position is kind of for me to control most of the movements.” To emphasize this point he pounded his cock inside me several times before burying it deep. “And if I want to, I can immobilize you like this.” He gripped the back of my neck and pressed my face down into the mattress.

It sent a thrill through me each time he did something to hold me still. I didn’t have to guard myself in any way. I didn’t even need to think. Just feel. For the first time in my life I could feel as much as I wanted.

“You like it, so I keep doing it.”

“Smart male.” I closed my eyes and enjoyed feeling every inch of Kris unleashing his desires on me. My pussy grew wet, hot, and swollen again, his pounding building up my body for another orgasm.

The warm glow of the morning light took on a sharp edge that began to creep across the room. Inch by inch it drew closer. As did my pleasure. It was a wonderous thing to discover what I’d been missing out on—what no one cared to make sure I was getting in my life. But I was also so very grateful to finally have a taste of it.

Kris pulled out and climbed off the bed, holding his hand out for me to take. “Let’s watch the sunrise together.” His enormous cock throbbed and strained. It also glistened in the bright morning light. He moved us to the windows, pressing my palms against the glass and bending me forward. “It might be a lot from this angle. Let me know.” Then he thrust back inside.

I gasped at the sudden change in sensations. How could so little a change feel so drastic? “That…that was a lot, actually.”

“Okay. Slow again.” Then he reached around and massaged my breasts. “What a night we’ve had. You’re good and properly introduced to sex now, princess. How do you like it?”

“I love it,” I moaned as he pulled pleasure from my nipples.

“I do enjoy how hungry you are. I’ve never felt so needed.”

I pressed back, ready for more of him now. “I need another orgasm or I won’t last the day.”

“And we can’t have you in a lust fog in front of anyone.” His hands skated over my skin and back to my hips. “That’s for me and no one else, Rain. Mine. No one else gets to hear your moans. No one else gets to feel this heat.” He sank his fingers into my rear channel and stroked while he pumped in and out of me with his cock.

We had so much sex and there was still so much to explore. It fascinated me and boggled my mind.

But one thing was clear: I thrived on Kris’s possessiveness. “Only you, Kris.”

“You mentioned sharing and I said I wasn’t opposed to it, but now I’ve had you and I want all of you.”

The lust fog in my mind grew dense. “Yes. Yes!” In and out, in and out, so close but not enough. Heat moved through me, hot and electric. My skin glowed. At first I thought it was sunbeams finally hitting my skin, but then it flashed and moved.

“Oh Rain, fuck! This feels amazing. What are you doing to me?”

Lightning moved over my skin, sizzling. It almost hurt but mostly melted into waves of pleasure. As I glanced at Kris’s hands and feet, I realized it was happening to him, too.

I knew the answer even if I was also sure it wasn’t possible. “It’s psychic energy.” His fingers plunged deep and then withdrew as his cock slammed inside my front channel. “We’ve made so much over the course of the night that it’s everywhere.”

“You’re fucking me with your mind?” He let out a strangled moan.

“Technically? Yes. And I’m doing it to both of us.” Because I was feeling instead of thinking, the psychic energy I normally kept carefully controlled was moving through us as we made love.

And it turns out that energy feels really fucking good.

The electricity moved over my breasts and tingled my nipples. It zapped at my clits and ran along my channels. I felt zaps from Kris’s skin when it touched mine and from his cock and fingers buried inside me.

“I can’t…I’m coming!” I had no control over anything. Not my mind, body, or orgasm. It all just happened. I pressed into the glass and braced as my orgasm barreled through me.

Kris roared as he joined me. The sensation of coming with this kind of energy was unlike anything I’d experienced before. Like orgasming on a magic wand that multiplied everything we felt. We dropped to our knees panting.

“Fucking amazing, Rain.” He sagged against the glass while he tried to catch his breath. “Never come like that before.” He gazed at me with those soft, expressive eyes.

Wonder. All I saw was wonder.

I huffed a laugh as my thoughts turned to sex all over again. “How am I supposed to leave this room when we could be doing this all day?” I waved a hand between us.

Kris crawled over me until he had me flat on my back again. The thick carpet tickled my skin. His eyes darted between mine before he dipped down for a kiss. “I’ve always been able to say enough is enough and walk away.” He shook his head. “But I can’t with you. It’s not enough. Not even close. And I don’t just mean that phenomenal trick you just pulled off on your first night of sex. I mean as soon as I slid inside you I felt like I was home.” He dropped a soft kiss on my lips. “And I don’t ever want to leave.”