irregular gasps. Her breasts shook with each breath. “…I wanted to be alone with you.”
He looked at her in confusion. Then he realised that she had only resisted when the slaves were still in bed with them. He laughed and kissed her rosy mouth. Her lips were as soft and smooth as the petals of a rose. The blossoms opened easily and the first meeting of their tongues awakened hot longing in him. Again, she lifted her arms and wrapped them around his shoulders, pulling him back down to her.
Their kisses quickly became more passionate. From the nipping and sucking, from the dabbing and teasing, soon came a whirling of tongues. He plundered her mouth, enjoying her wild reactions.
Her calves slid smoothly over his ass and pulled him close into her, as though she wanted to devour his body. He felt his throbbing, aching cock pulsing against the soft hair on her labia.
His hands cupped her face as he lightly released himself from her mouth to look into her eyes, still hazy with lust. Her open, loving gaze touched him as she licked his lower lip with her nimble tongue.
“I’m going to save you,” she gasped. Her finger slid along his temples to the corner of his mouth. “I’m saving you.”
Naïve girl, he thought and smiled at her pityingly.
Her fingers continued to run through his hair and over his scalp. Her open gaze wasn’t holding anything back. Not the lust, not the craving, not the desire to save his soul, not this love that she felt for him.
Couldn’t she see it? Couldn’t she see that every touch left a dirty mark on her skin? A mark that couldn’t be removed with soap. She must be able to see all the invisible traces that he was leaving on her innocent, pure skin. Then she would understand that he, a vampire, was made of nothing but rubbish and filth to the core. That he didn’t deserve her pure, complete, naïve love. No-one could deserve it. But the girl that he had abducted wanted to redeem him and save his soul with her love.
“Don’t be sad,” she murmured worriedly and tried to free her face from his hands so that she could kiss him. He held her tighter still, looked into her smoky eyes and sucked her love into him like a dry sponge.
“Everything’s going to be fine.”
Alexander closed his eyes. He could let her go. Simply release her and let her go. But even if he did that, she would stay, to save his soul. Stupid girl. He couldn’t stop it. He couldn’t. Only the sex that she had been so fearful of would show her that she had to flee. That he didn’t have one good bone in his body and would only hurt her. Only when he had extinguished all the love in her would she understand. Only then would she see the dark marks that spoiled her pure skin.
Her smile was open and sorrowful, endlessly sorrowful when he opened his eyes again and released his fingers from her face. His thumb stroked over her lower lip. His other hand slid over skin, lower and lower. He stopped at her pulse and paused for a moment to feel the fast vibrations, the excitement, before his hand continued further downwards along its path. He lightly brushed over her clavicles, felt and stroked her nipples softly, followed the waves of her ribs, down to her belly button, and then further down to her pussy. With his index finger, he slipped between her labia as before, felt her silkiness, opened them wider, slipped in a second finger and moved down to her entrance.
She opened for him as she gasped for air and wrapped her legs firmly around his hips. He knew the longing expression on her face would soon transform into one of pain. His index finger circled her clitoris, applied pressure and softly massaged it until her eyes went black with lust. He could read every feeling inside her like a book. She looked absolutely beautiful.
The copper coloured light of the fire illuminated her pale skin and submerged it in a red glow. He bent down to kiss her again and enjoyed feeling how her opening slowly expanded