I don’t know where Sai is, but I’m being moved by him. Which is fine because I don’t think my legs work.
Thankfully, he lays me on my back. The crackling hum of Sai’s markings rush over my stomach as he lowers himself between my legs, kissing my chest as I smile dreamily.
“You broke him, baby,” he murmurs by my ear, guiding my head to the side so I can see the vampire I’ve fucked and bit into exhaustion.
He’s staring back at me through half-lidded eyes, a look of perplexed wonder as he pants. His fingers tentatively trace the mark on his neck, my teeth marks, and the possessive thrill brings more arousal.
Sai notches the tip of his cock against my soaking entrance, and I flinch, snapping back to him. Something feels… cold.
“It’s a piercing, baby.” He kisses my cheek, pulling back so I can see two silver barbells, crossed over his tip in an X.
“Trust me,” he whispers, hovering above me. He teases me with his cock, trailing it up and down, sliding those cold piercings over my clit. “You’ll like it.”
Then, theyvibrate. Right against my clit.
Without warning, he pushes into me, and that vibration rumblesinside me.
I’ve just come. Everything is so sensitive. My lips part on a breathless gasp. I can’t find words. And he’s so deep.
He holds himself still.
Soaked with my arousal mixed with Julien’s come, Sai slipped into me so easily, and I know he’s not small, but now… he’s not moving.
I look up at his face, scrunched, pained. But he doesn’t feel like he’s in pain. Although… they did ask for that.
I reach up, threading my fingers through the hair at his nape, and his eyes finally open. Black spotted with blue, narrowed in concentration. I keep my touches soft and gentle.
Then I dig my nails into his shoulders, and drag them down.
He drops his head to mine. “Fuck,Red.”
I do it again, and he shudders. But that’s the only movement.
“What happened to not holding back?”I tease, then, with my last bit of energy, my shadow slithers through the silver hook of his collar, yanking him down, and I bite the tense muscle between his neck and shoulder—hard.
Not as hard as Julien, there’ll be no blood, but my teeth will leave marks, maybe a bruise.
Sai splutters out a curse, and the second I release him, he moves.
Slowly pulling out, then thrusting back just as slow—but hard. The blue disintegrating from his gaze is the last thing I see as my eyes flutter shut.
He lowers further, chest brushing mine. His markings hum, adding to the vibration inside, lips by my ear as he murmurs, “Fuck, baby.You nearly made me come.”
As though to punish me for that, his speed never increases.
Every drawn-out thrust fills me completely, deeply, always pulling a soft gasp from my lips. Then he pulls back, methodically, all the way out, resting his vibrating piercing on my clit, waiting until I’m just on the cusp—before pushing back in.
He takes his time. Makes me feel and endure everything. Until I’m nothing but a whimpering, crying, desperate mess beneath him. Tears falling at the burning ache that builds and builds, but never quite peaks.
My whine becomes a sob when he pulls out again.
“Aww, baby. Too much?” he asks, but his raspy voice is filled with mockery. “Do you wanna come?”
He stills, inside me, letting me catch my breath enough to stutter, “Y-yes.”
“Yeah?” he mimics in a tease, licking my cheek to swipe away tears. “Then be a good girl, and take what I give you.”
He plunges back into me, knocking the air from my lungs, then pulls out and turns me onto my stomach, his chest against my back.
