As the wordbloodfalls casually from his lips, I lose myself in fantasy. The last time I knew Gideon, I had to hide my true nature from him. But we are both Upyr now. Visions come to me unbidden of the two of us sharing a Thrall, taking turns to sip from their neck while we tease each other and kiss with their sweet blood on our lips.
You know, wholesome family stuff.
I banish the vision. After tonight, it will never happen. Gideon will hate me, the way I hated him after he betrayed me. All I have left is this moment. And I will sup every last drop of pleasure from it before I destroy our second chance.
Gideon’s free hand slides slowly down my body, stopping over my lingerie. He strokes his fingers idly over the fabric, and I am utterly at his mercy.
“You’re soaked,” he whispers with awe. “Forme.”
“Will you stop with that false modesty? It’s annoying.”
That grin again – the grin that undoes me. “If you wish.”
From behind his back, something vibrates. At first, I think he’s getting a phone call, but then Gideon whips his hand out. He’s holding a small beige cone about the size of his palm. The ripples surge as hemoves it closer to my clothed pussy. “This is my favourite. It can either go inside of you, or I can find other ways of using it.”
“Gideon.”
He lightly presses the vibrating toy to my skin and even through my panties I feel a jolt. My hips jut forward, chasing the release.
“You like that, Arabella? You want more of this against your pussy?” He slides aside my underwear and brushes the cone over my clit. It vibrates against the sensitive skin, just enough to drive me wild, but not enough to give me any kind of satisfaction.
“You’re trying to make me beg,” I grit out.
“Maybe.” He takes the cone away. I buck my hips forward. My orgasm teeters on the edge of spilling over.
“I hate you. You are the vampire form of crumbs in a coffin.”
“Is that any way to talk to the man who controls this little toy?” Gideon grins as he presses the cone against my clit, hard enough to make the vibrations echo through my body and carve out a hole in my belly before taking it away again.
My legs tremble. My veins are on fire. I’mthisclose and that rat bastard…
“Everyone who ever loved you was wrong!” I scream at him. “Put it back or I’ll curse your entire bloodline.”
“Too late for curses, I’m afraid. If you would only ask nicely.” Gideon swipes the cone lightly over me, making my hips jerk.
That bastard. Thatbastard. I take back every nice thing I thought about him.
“Gideon?” I manage to breathe. “Please…”
“Please, what?”
“Please… let me come.”
“How would I do that? Are you wanting me to hold this against your clit?” he asks, running the tip of the cone along my pussy lips.
“Y-y-yes.” My voice quivers.
“Hmmm. And are you going to be a good girl for me if I let you have this orgasm?” He slides the silicone toy into my entrance, not deep enough for any relief, just making me want it more.
“I’m no girl, and I’ve never been good, so I don’t intend to start now.”
“Pity,” he tsks. “That’s not the answer I wanted.”
He steps away, bending as if he’s going to put the device away.
Rat bastard.
“Please? Please! I’ll be your good girl.”
