Page 72 of Plug and Drain

“Tell me to stop.”

Susie shook her head, as if struggling with the decision, but she pushed back into him, the movement causing his fangs to extrude fully as her tight ass swallowed another inch of his cock.

Arken wound his hand into her hair and drew her closer, so her elegant neck arched for him. “I understand you perfectly, my dear.” He kissed her neck slowly, breathing in her scent. “Now, I don’t wish to alarm you. But I’m about to bite you again.”

He waited for his words to sink in, then waited a few seconds more for her to protest. When she did not, he pressed one more kiss against her neck before sinking his sharp fangs into hot flesh.

Susie gave a small shriek, but he was already drawing away, the brief taste of her blood a warm elixir on his tongue. He kept hold of her hair, licking her new wound in slow strokes as he kept her suspended and half-penetrated on his cock.

Her breathing grew fast and ragged. Panicky almost.

“Shh, there, there,” he whispered. “I’m not going to feed on you.”

Not after you saved me last night.

But he didn’t mention that. He wasn’t sure if Susie wanted him to know.

“Then why did you bite me?” she asked in a strained voice, still gulping for air.

“I was simply marking you.” He smiled as he leant to view the bite marks on the other side. “You’ll have to wear twin plaits if you wish to hide them.”

Not that he wanted her to hide the marks, but the thought of her sporting pigtails was highly appealing.

“Your hand,” she said suddenly. “I forgot to ask about…your hand…after last night.”

“It’s sweet of you to ask,” he murmured into her hair. “It will heal just fine.”

“Oh.”

He could tell she felt sheepish for asking. The claw mark on his palm was generous and would sting for the remainder of the week…but she would likewise be sore with what he was about to do to her.

“Take this off,” Arken said, releasing her hair and undoing the ruby buttons of her blazer.

Susie shrugged out of the jacket with difficulty, taking turns supporting herself against the stone railing as he kept her pinned with his cock. Every small movement she made caused her ass to clench and squeeze his shaft, and he couldn’t believe how good it felt. He was barely halfway inside her, but he was fully invested in ensuring she enjoyed herself with him.

“Good girl,” he praised her once the navy blazer lay in a rumpled heap beside them. He undid the buttons of her white blouse, wishing he could see her better as the fabric parted. The large red ribbon at her collar was adorable, and he left that alone as he reached into her open blouse to cup her swollen breasts. A guttural groan left his throat as her hardened nipples grazed his palm.

He’d never seen a woman more beautiful, and he’d never felt more desperate to plant his seed in one than he did right now with Susie.

“Let’s get you ready for me,” Arken said, sliding his hand beneath her short skirt to fondle her clit.

She was sopping wet, and made a shrill pining sound as he stroked her. Her breathing was fast and shallow for a whole different reason now, and after a minute of easing his fingers in and out of her slit, he guided her hand to her pussy.

“Touch yourself,” he commanded, shifting his attention back to her ass.

He’d been patient. Now, he would take what he was due. What Susie was freely giving him.

Arken gripped her hips tight, planted his feet wide and pushed his hips forward.

Susie cried out as his cock penetrated deeper into her ass, every hair of her furry tail standing on end as if she’d been struck by lightning. Which was exactly how he felt, the hot friction of her tightness rubbing his shaft tantalisingly, causing the edges of his vision to blur even more.

“More,” she gasped.

“More,” he promised, delivering another inch.

And then another.

Susie squealed and panted, her nervous energy sending thrills through him, and he didn’t stop until he’d sheathed his full length inside her. Her magnificent tail lifted as high as it could go.