Darkness Chapter 29: part 2

**Nelly**

Vincent gasps, “Fuck, Nelly. I need to be buried in you.”

"I'm not fucking you, Vincent. Not yet," I teased, blowing lightly over his torso as I settled between his thighs. "First, you need to learn patience."

Leaning in, I flick my tongue along the tip of his thick shaft. A bead of precum emerges, which I eagerly lap up. It tastes divine. Hearing Vincent groan encourages me further; I want to drive him mad with desire. "Settle down, big guy," I murmured against his swollen crown. Licking my way around the girth, I trace a path downward along the underside, my tongue feather-light and teasing.

My fangs graze his sensitive skin. I allow my fangs to sink into the base of his shaft. He moaned and convulsed under me. His blood tastes sweet with a hint of spice, and it is intoxicatingly addictive. I lick over my bite as he had done to me. I lick up the sides of his balls, massaging them with my tongue until Vincent reaches down and grabs my hair. "You're torturing me, baby," he pants. I laugh huskily, enjoying the power I have over him.

“Baby, please don't tease me or you will regret it,” he murmurs. 

“Is that a threat?” I ask as I lick him again this time from the base to the top where I take him into my mouth and suck just slightly before popping him out.

“Fuck, woman you are killing me,” he groans. I slide up his gorgeous body and slide myself slowly down on him. That did feel different than the last time. The sensation was more intense. I slowly rode myself up and down him till he couldn't take it and thrust hard and deep into me.

His feral growls echoed through the room as he thrust deeply into me. Every powerful drive sent waves of bliss coursing through my veins. "Mine..." Vincent snarled, gripping my thighs with bruising force. His primal grunt reverberated within me as he rammed home again and again. I clenched tightly around him, relishing every ruthless surge.

Our bodies moved in perfect sync, lost in a dance as ancient as time itself. My nails dug into his chest, breaking the skin, drawing blood. Marking him as mine. "Nelly!" he roars, his eyes ablaze with passion and pain. "God, you feel incredible... so tight, so wet." His powerful thrusts are frenzied, his cock pounding into me like a jackhammer.

With a ferocious growl, Vincent sits up and wraps his arms around my waist, flipping us over so that he's on top. His hips grind mercilessly against mine as he continues to plunge in and out of me. Vincent's movements turn savage, a fierce need consuming him. Every thrust drives me closer to another explosive orgasm, my body writhing beneath him. "Come for me, Nelly," he demands. "Now!" A wave of pleasure crashes over me as I scream his name. Stars burst behind my eyelids as my vision turned white.

Vincent growled, completely overtaken by his animalistic urges. He buried himself deep inside me, releasing rope after rope of sticky, hot cum. "I love you, Vincent," I rasp, throat raw from screaming. He leans down, kissing me softly as his seed fills me to the brim.

"I love you too, Nelly. Always have and always will,” he replies.

Our bodies entwined, Vincent pulled me closer, my head resting on his chest. His breath steadily beneath my ear, lulling me into a state of calm. I could listen to its rhythm forever. I traced the outline of his tattoo. He was still catching his breath. “Happy Birthday, my love,” he murmured.

I hum contentedly, “mmmm...now that's a birthday I'll remember.”