Heart of Darkness

Angelica kissed him as if she had always known how to kiss. What was fear when she had bared herself completely already? What was fear when he had taken all of her, touched and seen every part of her? The only thing left was for him to hear her thoughts. Nothing else.

This should have frightened her more than the fangs. This man had stripped her in two weeks. She was completely at his mercy and she wasn’t complaining. She wasn’t the least frightened. She had already done what she feared the most. Giving all of herself to someone.

Rayven kissed her back but didn’t touch her. Angelica drew back to look at him. Was she too brave? From what she had learned, as a woman she should let her husband make the first move and let him lead her. Did he dislike this?

His dark eyes only showed lust, staring at her through thick wet lashes. “That is not enough.” He told her.

Angelica’s body flushed. “What should I do?”

Rayven blinked a few times as if taken aback by her question and then he smirked, cupping her face with one hand. “Oh, Angel. You ask very dangerous questions.”

Angelica was clueless in matters like these, still, she understood what he meant by dangerous. A thrilling danger. She didn’t mind such a thing.

God, who was she? She didn’t recognize the woman in her mind?

He traced her cheek with his thumb while watching her lips. Then he looked up into her eyes, “kiss me until I can’t taste anything else for days.”

Angelica wasn’t sure if that was even possible but she could try. She leaned into him again and this time he embraced her as their lips locked. She kissed him long and hard until he groaned and she felt his chest vibrate against hers. His arms tightened even more around her waist and his body grew stiffer.

He grabbed her hair, pulling a bit harder this time, and then burned his lips into her neck. He sucked and nibbled on a specific spot that grew more sensitive until a small flick of his tongue made her shudder. She grasped him hard as if demanding something and she wasn’t sure what.

Breathless, Rayven brought his lips against hers again, brushing lightly, his hot breath fanning her lips. “It hurts,” he said surprised. “Do you want to?”

Angelica was confused for a moment but then she understood. His fangs hurt. He had told her he would know when she was wanted it. Was that what she demanded? There was a strange tingling in her neck and when she thought of him biting her it tingled even more.

Feeling the words stuck in her throat she nodded. Now she was nervous again and not in a bad way.

Rayven drew her gently into his arms this time. She could feel him tremble slightly as he leaned in. Angelica tilted her head back while her heart pounded in her ribcage. His tongue stroked her neck where it tingled and Angelica wrapped her arms around him, bracing herself for what was coming, but nothing could prepare her. A graze of his fangs and her body trembled. Another graze and she gasped.

“Rayven!” She grasped his hair. Strange sensations went through her body that shocked her and before she could think he sank his fangs into her neck. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​

Angelica cried out in pain, digging her fingers into his arm. She was shocked and it made her body tense. She was so close to pushing him off when she felt the first surge of blood, the sucking and pulling sensation in her neck that pulled at other parts of her body as well. Her legs quivered and her head began to spin. As if knowing, Rayven tightened his hold around her and held her firmly.

Angelica let herself melt in his arms, her head falling back by itself. Rayven continued to drink from her and her body responded to every pull of his mouth until she wasn’t just enjoying it but frustration came over her. A need so achingly strong that she squirmed in his arms.

Rayven suddenly grasped the back of her thighs and lifted her up. Angelica wrapped her legs around him and as her back hit the wall, she felt him inside of her.

Another cry left her lips. His body moved into hers in rhythm with the sucking of her blood and soon embarrassing sounds were leaving her lips.

A whirl and they were suddenly in bed, their bodies still molded together, moving together. His fangs still in her neck, the sucking intensifying and the rhythm of his strokes increasing in time with her breathing.

Angelica arched up against him, her muscles tightening beyond what she could bear and then her body gave in with a cry.

Rayven collapsed on top of her with a groan and remained there for a while, breathing heavily against her neck. Her body was still quivering from pleasure and her heart felt like it would stop.

“Oh, I am sorry,” Rayven breathed as he tried to push himself up.

Angelica wasn’t sure what he was apologizing for.

“Are you alright?” He asked her studying her face.

Angelica nodded speechlessly and then shivered when his hot body wasn’t covering hers anymore. He rolled off of her and grabbed the sheet on the bed to cover her.

“I should have been careful,” he said looking displeased as he put the sheet on top of her.

His lips were red from drinking her blood and now she suddenly felt pain in her neck. She brought her hand up to touch where he bit her but she felt no wound.

“Does it hurt?”

She shook her head. “No. I am fine.”

He narrowed his eyes where he sat beside her, still wet from the shower. His body was also slightly flushed, his eyes dark, his lips red and slightly swollen. He looked… enticing.

Yes, someone definitely took over her body and mind and it wasn’t a woman she didn’t know.. Just the touch of this man.