The Bloody Crown
Chapter 159: The intoxicating scent of her blood
ATTENTION: MATURE CONTENT!
- Then there is a better solution. - Raphael whispered hoarsely and circled her nipple with his tongue, which he had previously tormented with calloused fingers, crushing, squeezing and twitching. - You can just walk around naked.
He laughed meekly when he noticed how her eyebrows frowned and her eyes darkened, but after another hard push of his penis deep into the bowels of her pussy, she squeaked and a new wave of lust burned her face.
Thea breathed deeply and heavily, licking her parched lips, her velvety fair skin covered with small drops of sweat, while her hips took the full impact.
She couldn’t even make sure that her voice was quieter so that no one outside the door could hear them. All this faded into the background, completely opening the door to a crazy feeling that spread like a wave through their bodies, forcing them to squeeze harder into each other, as if it was a desperate need, like water, like a breath of air.
- Raf... Haa ... I ... - the completely inarticulate speech of the princess aroused Raphael more and more, and despite the fact that some time ago he enchantingly finished in her mouth, he could not help but feel a critical excitement when his penis became harder and bigger with each contact of the walls of her vagina with his flesh.
- Oh, yeah... yeah, Raf... God, that’s so... Yes... - she almost screamed, almost begged as he accelerated his pace to something wilder and more aggressive.
Raphael caught her under the buttocks and ran his hands along the back of her legs, throwing them over his shoulders, which allowed them both to feel the fullness of their intercourse even more vividly. He invaded her even deeper, teasing and tormenting her sensitive points, driving her crazy and not caring that his pace became more punishing.
Thea could not even count in her mind how much time had passed, she forgot herself in this apogee of feelings and, squeezing her muscles, tensed her whole body, shuddering around him, crumbling into pieces, convulsively taking Raphael’s penis into a vice.
He swore, shushed her and immediately turned her over on her stomach, leaning on top of her with his whole body, pressing his hips against her upturned ass, feeling how she was still trembling with the remnants of her orgasm, but he was not ready to let her go yet, because his manhood was worthy of more and more longer continuation.
Raphael’s lips ran hot touches along her spine, knocking the already fragile breath out of her lungs as he gently nibbled her skin, but these caresses were nothing compared to his hard thrusts, with which he continued to seek his release and a new round of excitement for Thea.
Thea could not understand how it turns out that her body reacts to Raphael too responsively and now, a couple of minutes after her enchanting orgasm, she was ready to drown in oblivion from the overwhelming feelings.
She moaned loudly and screamed when his cock rested too deep into her crotch that her body jumped. And also these embarrassing, but at the same time insanely exciting sounds of their bodies slapping against each other, when his testicles were savorily imprinted into her labia, touching the sensitive bump of the clitoris.
Thea didn’t argue with her inner voice, which told her that it was too erotic and sexy to hear the wet sounds of their lovemaking. So intimate, so frank.
He wrapped her blonde long curls around his palm and pulled back, tilting Thea’s head and forcing her to bend at the waist, lifting her delicious ass.
She pushed to meet a powerful, hard-as-a-stake member and Raphael’s hot sticky body transferred all the heat to her skin, burning and luring.
He let go of her curls and slid his hand along her thin neck thrown back, up her chin to soft tempting lips, tracing their contour with his fingers and Thea once again shocked him by licking his thumb, which was on her lips.
Her tongue wrapped around his finger the way she had recently licked his penis and this spurred his passion even more and he began to fuck her hard, roughly, but exactly the way they both liked, taking them beyond reason.
While he continued to fuck her harder and faster, trying to keep up with the growing sensation that was driving electric discharges through their bodies, Thea sucked his thumb as if it was the best lollipop and she didn’t want to let it out of her mouth.
Raphael growled, leaning on her harder, pressing her into the mattress and his lips pressed against the side of her neck, inhaling the enchanting magnetic sweet fragrance that he could not compete with. His elongated fangs found her taste, carefully and carefully piercing the thin skin to drown in the full pleasure of a mixture of the taste of blood and a fucking devastating mutual orgasm.
None of them moved, breathing heavily. Thea was still lost to this world, being in a semi-fainting state from languid fatigue after fantastic sex, and Raphael could not get enough, as if she was the most delicious honey on his tongue.
He drank her blood in small sips to prolong the pleasure and not let her lose consciousness. He tried to keep himself under control.
Pulling out his fangs, he gently licked the remaining droplets of blood and pressed his lips to this place, drowning out the pulling pain, as if asking for forgiveness and thanking at the same time.
He had not drunk her blood for several days and it was equivalent to a simple person simply refusing food and water for such a long time. Although, his vampire essence wouldn’t have died if he hadn’t eaten at all for several months, but her smell just drove him crazy to stupefaction, and he couldn’t resist. He didn’t want to resist.
He continued to kiss her neck, shoulders, back, running his hands over her protruding ribs and making her giggle and squirm under him.
- You’ve lost a lot of weight. - he noted unsatisfactorily.
Thea just sighed heavily. This was not an answer to his words, she just suddenly felt weak all over her body and she was sorry that it was morning, otherwise she would have preferred to lie sleepy in bed.
Raphael let Thea catch her breath and rest while he wiped her body from the moisture they shared during their lovemaking.
He paid special attention to her breasts and folds, which she tried in vain to cover behind her clenched thighs. He grinned at her gesture, but using his advantage in strength, he still achieved his goal and only then covered her with a light blanket so that she could rest.
- I can’t sleep right now, Raf. - she purred. – We must have made everyone puzzled by our disappearance anyway.
- Don’t worry and just sleep for at least half an hour. No one will sound the alarm because of this.
He still looked frowning, looking at her thin shoulders that were too bony. He wasn’t attentive enough to notice when these changes occurred in her body, but he clearly counted all her ribs with his fingers and he wasn’t happy about it. His thirst also exhausted the princess.
He had to take care to restore her well-being, so he went to find at least some maid who could bring a carafe of water. He had not given her his blood for several days, which was very rash on his part.