“But I want itslow.” Maya brought Harper’s mouth to hers again, muting her breathless protests. “Keep going just like this. I want you shivering before you break.”
Maya had already noted that orgasm control wasn’t one of Harper’s many talents. If she started falling, no power on earth could pull her back. In fact, trying to do so just made her fall harder.
That might be frustrating to some. But they didn’t see Harper as the gift she was. The fact that her body couldn’t help but get her in trouble was just a prime setting for creative punishments. And Harper whimperedsoprettily.
But this wasn’t a punishment. This was a joining of their bodies after too long apart. Maya wanted to savor it. Tolivein it. Harper had already been close when she was on the floor, and this had brought her right back to the edge.
The air wassweet. Desire flowed off her in waves, making every moan taste like sugar. Harper’s blood would match that sweetness. Maya still remembered it. She remembered it every time Harper brimmed with this scent.
What if she had another taste? Sank her teeth into this woman’s flesh as she was overcome with pleasure? Other Chains vampires did it all the time.
Would it really be that terrible?
Her fangs extended. Aching and slow, as Maya’s eyes fixed on the vein bouncing at Harper’s throat.
No, she… she shouldn’t. Should stop. Should end this now and the temptation it brought. Should push Harper away and keep her safe from the pain she longed to cause.
But Maya wasn’t strong enough for that. Instead, she forced her fangs to retract and kissed Harper’s neck. But she didn’t do it gently, like she’d intended. She did it hard, did it hungrily. Did itsnarling.
“Oh,yes,” Harper moaned. “Don’t… don’t stop. Oh, my God.”
Her pulse thrummed against Maya’s lips. It beat at the speed of a mouse, a rabbit, a tiny prey caught in a snare.
Even her skin was fucking decadent. Her body shined with sweat, and Maya wanted to lick it off. Wanted to pierce her skin hard enough to leave scars. Leave them where they could be easily seen, so everyone who laid eyes on her would know that Harper washers.
She wasn’t. Neither by mutual agreement nor by the laws of their Court. But even as Maya reminded herself of that fact, it still felt like a lie.
“Go faster,” Maya snarled, kissing her harder. It would leave a mark. It fucking better leave a mark.
“Fuck. Yes.Yes.” Harper moaned out every word, rolling her hips harder. “I’m going to come.”
“Notyet.” She wanted more of this. Feel Harper writhing for longer. Taste her skin until it fucking bruised.
“I can’t stop it.” She clutched Maya’s shoulders, legs twitching. “I can’t… I can’t stop.Fuck.”
Her breath broke into rapid panting. She slowed down by reflex, but Maya couldn’t let her. Not when she was this close herself.
She grabbed Harper’s hips and moved them for her. Pulled her hard against the strap over and over, pushing the harness against the vibrator.
Maya groaned. Then growled, and the noise almost overpowered Harper’s cries as she was fucked through the shattering orgasm.
She clawed at Maya’s shoulders, at one moment pushing her away and the next pulling her closer. Yelling and moaning, fruitless begging intercepting the sounds.
Pleasure zipped through Maya’s body, hot and fast, and then persisted when she pulled Harper hard against her. Maya groaned as she came, the shock of pleasure fading into light buzzing.
Harper went limp. She shivered all over, her muscles twitching whenever she moved even slightly. Her breath turned wheezing, and her fingers dug into Maya’s skin as though letting go would send her sprawling from a deadly precipice.
Maya switched off the vibrator and pulled Harper closer, letting her lean against her chest.
“You okay?”
“Uh-huh…” Harper made a noise somewhere between a moan and a sigh. “Well… kind of… I can’t move my legs.”
“Was it too much?”
“Hell no. You’re not allowed to fuck me that welleverytime. This was very much an exception.” She rested her head against Maya’s shoulder. “That was fucking amazing.”
Her being blindfolded was lucky then. Maya wasn’t sure her face reflected the calm state Harper needed. Not with how much her teeth still ached.
