Oliver's Hunger
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She smiled. “So what are you planning now?”
He delivered a gentle thrust with his cock. There was one way to heighten her arousal and make it easier for her to climax. “I want you to feel my bite.”
Oliver watched as her face turned from excitement to apprehension. Her lips started to trembled.
“Oliver, please . . . ”
“Hear me out, Ursula.” He gently brushed his finger over her lips. “It won’t be a real bite. My fangs will never touch your flesh.”
Her forehead worked itself into a frown. “How?”
He’d never tried what he was about to suggest, but he hoped it would work. “I’ll use mind control to make you feel the bite without actually biting you. You’ll feel all the same sensations, the arousal, the excitement.”
She looked at him, her eyes widening in surprise. “You can do that?”
“You know about mind control.”
Ursula nodded. “They used it on me to stop me from . . . ”
“From touching yourself. And I can use it now to help you climax.” If he could manage. His attempts at mind control had been hit-and-miss up till now. But he wasn’t going to burden Ursula with that.
“But why would you do that? You won’t feel the bite yourself, will you?”
Oliver let his fingers trail down to her neck, caressing the tender skin where her pulse beat against his touch. “No, I won’t feel it, but I’ll be seeing it in your eyes, I’ll hear it in your moans, and I’ll feel it in the way your body moves. And then, when you come, I’ll feel it, because your muscles will spasm around my cock, squeezing me so tightly that I’ll come a second time.”
He noticed her chest rise and fall and her eyelids flutter.
“All I want is your pleasure.” He reminded her of his cock, which was still inside her, by plunging deeper into her. “Do you trust me?”
Her voice was breathless, when she answered after what seemed like an eternity. “Do it.”
His heart expanded when he heard her answer. The trust she offered him was the greatest gift he could have ever expected from her. Overwhelmed, he closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, he gazed into her dark orbs.
“I think I could fall in love with you.” Unless it had happened already. He didn’t know. What he felt for Ursula was new and so utterly exciting that he felt like he was on a high. As if he’d drunk her drugged blood. But did that mean he was falling in love with her? Or did he simply feel that way because sex with her was spectacular?
“Oliver . . . ” A moist sheen spread in her eyes.
He bent down to her, brushing his lips over hers for a feather light kiss. “I wish I could sink my fangs into you and taste you, feel that connection with you that only the bite can provide. But the risk is too great. For both of us.” He kissed his way to her neck, sensing her tremble under his lips. “So you’ll have to experience this for both of us.”
He lifted his head and looked deep into her eyes. Then he channeled his thoughts, feeling the warmth that collected in his center.
He sent his first thought to her mind. While she wouldn’t hear his actual words, her body would feel the sensations he was conveying. Ursula, you feel my lips on your neck.
A corresponding hitch in her breath told him that he’d reached her. He noticed how she shivered.
It’s warm and pleasant. My tongue is licking over your skin. You feel the sharp edge of my teeth scraping against your flesh. It excites you.
Ursula’s body arched toward him, and he recommenced the slow thrusts of his cock inside her warm sex. Her hips moved in synch with him.
“Yes,” she whispered.
You feel my mouth opening wider and my fangs piercing your skin. It’s like a pin prick. It doesn’t hurt. They sink deeper, lodging in your flesh, just like my cock is buried inside you.
She moaned and her lids lowered halfway.
Your body yearns for this. You feel the pull on your vein, and it feels like I’m licking your clit. Like I’m sucking your sweet pussy. You want me to take more.
“Oh God!” she cried out, her eyes searching his. All fear in them had vanished, and all he could see now was desire.
With every pull on your vein, you sense my touch more intensely. You feel me licking you. You feel every inch of my cock as I’m driving into you. Your heart beats in synch with mine.
He could hear how her heartbeat adjusted to his, how she allowed him to control her reactions, to guide her in the sensual exploration of her body.
Your breasts are aching. Your nipples are hardening, burning. They can feel the tingling that spreads all over your body, the slow waves that wash over you. Heat engulfs you. The fire inside you is burning ever higher. You need me. You feel my cock filling you, my tongue licking your swollen clit.
He delivered a gentle thrust with his cock. There was one way to heighten her arousal and make it easier for her to climax. “I want you to feel my bite.”
Oliver watched as her face turned from excitement to apprehension. Her lips started to trembled.
“Oliver, please . . . ”
“Hear me out, Ursula.” He gently brushed his finger over her lips. “It won’t be a real bite. My fangs will never touch your flesh.”
Her forehead worked itself into a frown. “How?”
He’d never tried what he was about to suggest, but he hoped it would work. “I’ll use mind control to make you feel the bite without actually biting you. You’ll feel all the same sensations, the arousal, the excitement.”
She looked at him, her eyes widening in surprise. “You can do that?”
“You know about mind control.”
Ursula nodded. “They used it on me to stop me from . . . ”
“From touching yourself. And I can use it now to help you climax.” If he could manage. His attempts at mind control had been hit-and-miss up till now. But he wasn’t going to burden Ursula with that.
“But why would you do that? You won’t feel the bite yourself, will you?”
Oliver let his fingers trail down to her neck, caressing the tender skin where her pulse beat against his touch. “No, I won’t feel it, but I’ll be seeing it in your eyes, I’ll hear it in your moans, and I’ll feel it in the way your body moves. And then, when you come, I’ll feel it, because your muscles will spasm around my cock, squeezing me so tightly that I’ll come a second time.”
He noticed her chest rise and fall and her eyelids flutter.
“All I want is your pleasure.” He reminded her of his cock, which was still inside her, by plunging deeper into her. “Do you trust me?”
Her voice was breathless, when she answered after what seemed like an eternity. “Do it.”
His heart expanded when he heard her answer. The trust she offered him was the greatest gift he could have ever expected from her. Overwhelmed, he closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, he gazed into her dark orbs.
“I think I could fall in love with you.” Unless it had happened already. He didn’t know. What he felt for Ursula was new and so utterly exciting that he felt like he was on a high. As if he’d drunk her drugged blood. But did that mean he was falling in love with her? Or did he simply feel that way because sex with her was spectacular?
“Oliver . . . ” A moist sheen spread in her eyes.
He bent down to her, brushing his lips over hers for a feather light kiss. “I wish I could sink my fangs into you and taste you, feel that connection with you that only the bite can provide. But the risk is too great. For both of us.” He kissed his way to her neck, sensing her tremble under his lips. “So you’ll have to experience this for both of us.”
He lifted his head and looked deep into her eyes. Then he channeled his thoughts, feeling the warmth that collected in his center.
He sent his first thought to her mind. While she wouldn’t hear his actual words, her body would feel the sensations he was conveying. Ursula, you feel my lips on your neck.
A corresponding hitch in her breath told him that he’d reached her. He noticed how she shivered.
It’s warm and pleasant. My tongue is licking over your skin. You feel the sharp edge of my teeth scraping against your flesh. It excites you.
Ursula’s body arched toward him, and he recommenced the slow thrusts of his cock inside her warm sex. Her hips moved in synch with him.
“Yes,” she whispered.
You feel my mouth opening wider and my fangs piercing your skin. It’s like a pin prick. It doesn’t hurt. They sink deeper, lodging in your flesh, just like my cock is buried inside you.
She moaned and her lids lowered halfway.
Your body yearns for this. You feel the pull on your vein, and it feels like I’m licking your clit. Like I’m sucking your sweet pussy. You want me to take more.
“Oh God!” she cried out, her eyes searching his. All fear in them had vanished, and all he could see now was desire.
With every pull on your vein, you sense my touch more intensely. You feel me licking you. You feel every inch of my cock as I’m driving into you. Your heart beats in synch with mine.
He could hear how her heartbeat adjusted to his, how she allowed him to control her reactions, to guide her in the sensual exploration of her body.
Your breasts are aching. Your nipples are hardening, burning. They can feel the tingling that spreads all over your body, the slow waves that wash over you. Heat engulfs you. The fire inside you is burning ever higher. You need me. You feel my cock filling you, my tongue licking your swollen clit.
