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"I-I don't think this is working, Zayne..." you panted, biting your lower lip as his thumbs swiped at the undersides of your breasts, meant to ground you. To comfort you as you tried your best to finish the torture designed as an examination in front of you.
You just wanted to lean back into the hard plains of his chest behind you, let him play with you, have his fill of you or your blood. You wanted him to bite you for Christ's sake. But his sense of duty and responsibility had remained even as he is a vampire now and that extended to you, naturally.
"The sooner you finish that exam, the sooner I can help you." A shiver ran down your spine as he licked the shell of your ear. "The sooner I can satisfy what you crave."
You were due for a promotion. One of the requirements, aside from being recognized as a top hunter for an entire year and number of missions completed is to finish a written exam. It can be taken from home since the association had rigged the exam of the capability to discover attempts of cheating.
Unfortunately, it coincided with your ovulation.
You didn't even know you were ovulating. You just realized you were when you visited Zayne last night to tell him of the good news and he greeted you with eyes glowing red and flared nostrils, nearly giving you whiplash as you found yourself on his lap, caged between his arms, his head buried on your neck — all within the span of a second.
"Your scent is... calling out to me." He had said, voice halfway between a growl and a groan.
"I always smell good to you." You tried to hide how much it pleased you to know that he still couldn't resist your scent, even if it should probably freak you out a little. It had been a week since you had last seen him and you missed the way he touched you.
He lifted his eyes to you, laying a kiss on the side of your throat, eyes a deep shade of crimson. You had learned to read it as hunger during the past few weeks. The color of his eyes can determine his mood — his hazel ones when he is calm or happy, a normal shade of crimson when his emotions are heightened (anger or fury) a deep burgundy when he is thirsty... or hungry. "This is different. You smell impossibly mouthwatering to me. It makes me want to..." He paused, expression looking guarded.
"What?" You had asked, nervous as you met his crimson gaze, noticing the way his fangs seemed to have elongated, pressing past his lips.
"Your last period is two weeks ago... right?"
The realization had hit you like a freight train.
"I can smell how wet you were, darling." Zayne's low tone in your ear pulled you back to the present, hands sliding between your thighs exposed by your skirt, making you gasp as he traced circles on your inner thigh. "The sooner you finish, the sooner I can take care of you."
You turned back to your screen, willing yourself to concentrate. You only have ten more items to finish, identification test-format. You can do it, no matter how flimsy he makes your self-control to be.
"Good girl." He whispered against your ear, seeing your effort to focus. "You can do it, my love."
One of his hands raised towards your abdomen, dipping to circle your navel with his index before slipping to the underside of your left breast. You squirmed involuntarily against him, mewling your approval as his thumb grazed your hardened nipple and he pinched it between his thumb and index. In response, you leaned forward, making sure you press on the hard and big length pressing against your derriere.
"You're gonna pay for that." He growled against your ear, even as his hands wrapped around your waist, guiding your hips grinding in circles on his length as you entered your answer on question number five.
Sweat dripped on your temple as you felt him lower his head once more to your neck, sticking his tongue out and licking the bead of sweat which rolled down to your neck, making goosebumps form visibly on your neck. You were almost embarrassed but he had made it clear once that your sweat never bothered him even before he had become a vampire. If anything, it just heightened your scent to him and how it made him want to bury himself in you forever.
"You smell like vanilla and honey." You felt him graze the tips of his fangs against your skin, making another shiver run down your spine once more. "You make me want to sink my teeth into your throat and never let you go."
You should be scared. You should be. That was the rational, human response. But hearing this from Zayne only made more desire pool into your abdomen and more slick gush between your folds.
"Mmm. I can smell how much that affected you." He bit down onto your skin but his teeth didn't sink in. It was more of a playful nibble — the way a cat might nibble your finger to show its affection. "Two more questions to go, darling. Then I'm all yours."
You typed in your answer for question number nine, feeling your core throb as he suckled a mark on your skin. If anything, you could feel him growing harder against you. You want to stuff him inside you and never let him out for the next few days. Preferably.
As soon as you were able to type in the answer to the last question and sent the exam to the Association, you were on him.
You both nearly fell off the chair when you pounced on him but in the blink of an eye you were pinned against the glass window of his office, skirt and top ripped to shreds leaving you in a red lacy bra and panties leaving nothing to the imagination, breasts pressed against the cold glass making you moan as the fabric rubbed against your hard nipples.
"Let's hope no one is awake and looking at this direction." He whispered against your ear, his belt clinking behind you as he removed it. "Or else they'll see how good you look when being eaten out."
"What — Oh, Zayne!"
He had dropped to his knees behind you, licking a trail between your thighs while placing his index finger against your folds and rubbing your clit through your panties. The friction of the lace against your engorged clit make you want to lose your mind and scream your pleasure out for all the world to hear.
Your thighs were beginning to tremble. Being as aroused as you were earlier and teased by him relentlessly was going to make you cum easily. "Oh my G — Zayne, baby, just like that..."
"You smell like jasmines now, darling." He groaned, licking you through your panties, giving you a playful bite on the apex of you left inner thigh that you moaned out, forgetting that someone who was probably awake might still hear you. "You really are made for me. One sign a vampire has found his mate is when they smell like their favorite scent."
You couldn't help but preen at that, incredibly proud at what he had said but your panties were shredded next. He finally buried his face into your wet, messy folds that you arched your back even more as you felt his tongue plunge in you, licking up your slick before tracing upwards to your red, swollen clit. "T-That was my favorite, Z-Zayne!"
"Tell me to stop and I will."
You reached down and grasped his hair, tugging on it hard. "Don't you dare!"
"Thought so." You could almost hear his smirk as he took you once more into his mouth, lips suctioning on your clit that you felt your knees ready to give out in pleasure, thighs trembling uncontrollably. "I'll buy you a new pair. As many as you want."
His finger sliding in you while he sucked and bit your clit was your undoing. You felt the glass push against your breasts — when had he removed your bra? — his left hand fingers rolling your nipple in circles. You gushed onto his waiting mouth and he swallowed it all as you rubbed your pussy on his face, letting you ride out your high until you pushed at his head.
"So beautiful." He straightened up, looking at your reflections. You were flushed, panting, pupils blown wide and you look like you were drunk. You were so pleasantly out of it. He took your chin in his index and thumb, raising your head a little bit as if you couldn't see him. His eyes were a deep burgundy behind you, half of his face buried in your hair as he inhaled your alluring scent. "That is how you look like when you cum, baby. But I'm not done with you, not by a long shot."
You were turned around and hoisted up against him as he slid against you in one smooth thrust and loud, obscene squelch, nothing stopping him and so easily that it was almost embarrassing. "Zayne!" You called out, throwing your head back as you felt your insides stretch to accommodate his large girth. You could almost feel the veins that wrapped around his cock pulse against your tight walls that hugged him so snugly.
"Every time I'm inside you feels like a fucking home run." He growled, eyes a bright crimson now, glowing in the dark. "I don't how I survived a week without you."
You could feel yourself sliding easily against the window due to the sweat on your back but Zayne effortlessly held you up. At this point you don't really care if someone happened to be looking out the window of their rooms or if they were at their balconies, only wanting Zayne to claim you endlessly.
Let them see how you belong to him and him to you.
He lowered his head to one of your breasts, kissing the side of it almost in adoration before he does the same to the other one. You weren't sure if this is what worshipping looks like, but it was pretty damn close in your book.
"Coming here while you're ovulating." The thrust he gave you made you cry out in ecstasy. "You make me want to breed you all day long, darling."
You wrapped your arms around his neck, mewling as he suckled at your right breast, tongue laving around your areola. You couldn't help your nails scratching at his scalp as his mouth enveloped your breast, feeling his cock sliding in and out of you almost languidly, enough to make you see stars. Or probably the whole damn galaxy with the way your eyes were rolling into the back of your head.
You nearly screamed when you felt Zayne raise your hips, making you open up more to him. You felt bumps beginning to form on his cock, bumps that were made to pleasure their mates even more when in the middle of sex as he thrusted into you much more slowly this time.
One vampire trait was that while they were in the middle of mating, they can coagulate their blood in their sex organs to form little bumps designed to heighten the pleasure of their mates at will. For males, it will be through their cocks. For females, it will be through their vaginal walls.
You had only heard about it once from him — when you had slept with him the first time after he had become a vampire. He didn't do it back then, unwilling to freak you out when you were still adjusting to the fact that you had a sexy, vampire doctor for a lover.
"Oh my god — Zayne — this feels so good!" You were out of your mind, cunt clenching around him, almost unwilling to let him out as the bumps brushed against your g-spot and walls that your brain was reeling from pleasure that reverberated in every part of your body.
He chuckled, his tone dark and knowing. He could see a white, sticky, creamy ring on the base of his cock every time he pulled out. "I know. Your pussy is so telling, darling. You feel like you never want me to pull out."
"I feel like — like I'm about to cum..." The pressure in your abdomen was stretched taut and close to snapping in half like a rubber band. But this same pressure felt heavier and wetter.
"I know, baby." His mouth was back on your tit, sucking so hard your breast jiggled whenever he lets go of it to bestow kisses around it. "I want to bite you here so bad..." He suckled your nipple, your nerve endings signaling how good it felt to your brain and back.
You were almost numb from pleasure but you can feel his fangs grazing your nipple. You couldn't deny the sexual curiosity of what that will make you feel. You bet it would hurt. But you were also willing to bet that it would feel mind-numbingly good.
No denying it — you were just as much of a freak when it came to him.
"Do it." You commanded, cupping his cheek, his crimson eyes locking onto yours once more. "Oh fuck that feels so good — bite me there, baby, I don't mind." You panted as he swiveled his hips and you felt the bumps be swallowed by your pussy greedily as he entered you again.
"F-Fuck." He cursed, and without further ado he bit down around your nipple, triggering your orgasm as he came into you, burying himself as far as he could inside you, head pressing against your cervix, thick spurts of his cum splashing straight into your womb that you clenched to keep him in you as you half-cried out and half-screamed into the night air.
The heavy pressure in your abdomen snapped and you ended up squirting, gushing onto his cock, dripping onto the carpeted floor of his office. You felt like a week's worth of your desire for him was emptied onto him in that moment and combined with the sounds he made as he drank from you, you almost felt that you couldn't stop yourself from squirting.
It felt like an entire eternity had passed but you felt Zayne unlatch himself from your breast, and through your hazy vision of pleasure you could see him licking the bites close.
Another vampire trait of being able to heal wounds by licking them.
He raised his gaze to yours, making another rush of desire run through you when you saw the corners of his lips red with your blood, eyes still aglow with crimson. His tongue slipped out to lick them clean, his eyes momentarily closing to savor the taste of your blood.
"I can taste the euphoria in your blood, my love." He whispered, voice husky and dark. "I can taste the pleasure I have made you feel. I am honored."
He cupped your cheeks, rubbing them tenderly before kissing both, avoiding your lips. Probably because he was being careful of you tasting the blood in his mouth.
You didn't care — you pulled him and kissed him, hard, mouth open, with all the passion your body contained for him. You felt him stiffen, worried, but as your hips were still joined and he was still inside you, you merely locked your ankles around his back and pulled him closer.
You eventually felt him relax, letting his tongue tangle with yours. You expected to taste the remnants of your own blood in his mouth and was prepared to dislike it, but instead found yourself curiously tasting the iron in it. It surprised you — it wasn't so bad, in your opinion.
He pressed one last kiss on your lips before letting you go, touching his forehead against yours. "I love you. I hope you always know that. As a human, as a vampire..." He gathered your hands in his, lifting them to his lips and kissing the tops of it. "You are all that is there for me. Nothing makes sense now, but you do."
"I love you too." You whispered, kissing him gently once more. "Nothing in this world would ever make me think differently of you."
You let the silence fall over you both, basking in the afterglow of both your pleasures. That is, until Zayne chuckled.
"I forgot to tell you something." He said, making you gasp as you felt him harden in you once more, your walls still tingling with aftershocks from how hard you came earlier.
"W-What is it?" You asked, almost nervous as the color of his eyes shifted to deep burgundy again.
"Ovulation in human females..." he shifted his hips, making you hold onto his shoulders as your pussy clenched on him instinctively. "triggers the mating instinct of the vampire male mate. He will not stop," he kissed your ear and licked the shell of it. "until you were fully satisfied."
Yep, you were just glad it was the weekend ahead of you.