I swallow hard.
She flushes dark, then pink blossoms on her cheeks.
Her skin is paler than mine.I spend most of my nights outside training hunters and vampires, so I guess the moon glow has turned me ruddy.I can tell she’s pasty normally, but she holds the afterglow of sun, like bees hold pollen.
My eyes wander over her smooth stomach.She’s actually on the skinny side; I prefer my women with soft stomachs and too much breast to suck.Penelope’s the kind of lean and athletic that would turn a sports girl green with hate.Her breasts are small, and pert.One perfect mouthful.
I swallow again.
“See something you like?”she says in a lilting tone that screams temptress.
I tut and lean down into the bath.She doesn’t flinch at my nearness, but her nostrils flare a touch.Good, at least I’m getting to her.
“You know, this bitchy little front doesn’t work with me, Penelope.It’s all because you’re too scared to let anyone in.”
Her gaze turns acid, eyes narrowing at me.I expect a comeback.Some jab or jibe at me.
But to my fucking shock, she opens her legs and displays her little pink lips.
“Oh, I’ll let in whoever I want,” she purrs.
Three things happen simultaneously:
She smirks.My jaw tightens.
Followed by,
My pussy gets wet.Like really fucking wet.
And,
Every ounce of dominance screams to the surface as I decide I am absolutely teaching her a lesson, because Mother of fucking Blood does this brat need one.
I tear my eyes from the fury-inducing smirk she’s wearing and examine her glorious pussy glimmering under the dappled water.
This is going to hurt me more than it hurts her, but I can’t help it.It’s against my nature to let a woman behave like this.I lower my hand.Tentative at first, I’ll be respectful, even if she isn’t.My fingers hover above her knee.Enough warmth radiates from her skin it heats the pads of my fingers.She makes no move to stop me.In fact, she widens her legs, spreading herself until I can see her opening just beneath the water.
Tempting.
Teasing.
She has no idea who she’s dealing with.I’m going to enjoy the hell out of this.
I glide lower, down her thigh and stop right before her pussy.Her mouth parts like she’s desperate, gagging for me to spread her folds and finger fuck her in the bath.
I smile, moderately irked by the fact I can’t stop my fangs from behaving like a teenage boy in the girls changing room.They drop unbidden because all my focus is on not sliding into her cunt.
“Do you always get what you want, Princess?”I say, my voice dropping to a rumble.
She sucks in her bottom lip, her long blonde eyelashes fluttering at me as she nods.
I am going to fucking ruin you.I smile harder.
“Mmm, and what is it that you want?”I say.
She opens her legs wider, hoisting her clit just above the water line.My mouth waters so much I have to press my lips shut and swallow.I brush my fingers down her centre, she inhales, sharp.Her eyelids flutter shut as her pelvis tilts towards me.
I hover above her clit, my hand still as stone.Heat billows between us.When I don’t make contact, her eyes snap open, widening as realisation dawns on her.She’s not getting an orgasm, and I’m not going to touch her.
