Marie was back on her bed. She couldn't think of exactly how or when she'd gotten there, but it didn't really matter. A sudden shock of pleasure radiated from her pussy and she gasped. She reached between her legs to bury her fingers in Eva's thick black hair. Eva pressed her tongue against Marie's clit again and smiled when she let out another gasp. Marie couldn't remember feeling so good before. It wasn't just Eva's tongue, or the two fingers she had buried inside her. It was also her long hair spread across Marie's thighs, so dark and soft. It was the fact that she still smelled so sweet. Marie closed her eyes as Eva stopped caressing and lapped the juices dribbling from her snatch.
Eva locked her blue eyes on Marie's darling, doll-like face and pulled back the hood that barely covered her swollen clit. She wanted full access to the core of Marie's pleasure. Donovan grunted from the dining room chair. He'd dragged it into the bedroom so he could watch the girls play for a bit. Eva glanced at him and noticed he was unzipping his black jeans. His coat had been dropped somewhere in the living room and he'd taken off his shirt not long after. She was amused at the shocked look on Marie's face when Donovan had taken off the white t-shirt. He was incredible. His body seemed carved from stone. His chest, stomach, and back curved and rippled evenly showing off every muscle. Donovan liked to watch, at first, but Eva knew he'd be anxious to have Marie all to himself soon. In fact, he may never let her play with his new doll again after that night. That's why Eva wanted to enjoy every bit of Marie while she could. Donovan met her gaze and shook his head. He knew she was teasing him.
"Oh," Marie sighed. Eva had removed her fingers and sealed her mouth against Marie's pussy. She lifted her hips to allow Eva's tongue full access to her hot box. Eva tongue fucked her roughly, moaning whenever her mouth completely covered her cunt. The vibrations made Marie's head swim. Marie had never been so turned on. She put her left hand on her breast and tugged at the stiff, dark nipple and moved her right hand down to play with her swollen clit. "I'm cumming," she cried after a few minutes of rubbing herself with Eva's tongue inside her.
Eva replaced her tongue with her fingers just as Marie's pussy began to spasm. She quickly pulled them out to lap up the juices that dribbled out. Marie moaned long and loud when her orgasm finished. That was the first time she'd ever cum without a dick inside her.
Eva sat back on her haunches and slowly licked Maries cum off her fingers. Donovan stood quickly and pulled down his jeans and boxers in one swift motion. He toed off his boots and stepped out of the pants quickly. Marie was slow to notice him, she was still in an orgasmic haze, but when she saw his naked form, her pussy involuntarily jumped. He stood beside her bed; his pale body was lean and incredibly muscular. He had a broad chest. She could count his six-pack and turns out, it was more of an eight-pack. His legs were long, but muscular, and covered with a down of jet black hair.
The best feature was his dick. He had a hand wrapped around his erection and she could see that he was huge. The head of his dick was the only part of him that wasn't pale. It was an angry red and pointed straight at her. His cock was thick and long, she'd never seen one so big. Her pussy begged for it by getting even wetter than Eva had already made her.
Eva crawled around to lay beside Marie and Donovan took her place between Marie's legs. Marie let out a slow moan when he rested his dick on her pussy lips. He didn't push inside yet; he seemed to be waiting for something. Suddenly, he set his black eyes on her and opened his mouth slightly. Marie saw what he'd been waiting for. Pearly white fangs had grown from his incisors and he ran his tongue over the two inch long daggers, first up one, then across his top teeth, then down the other. Marie's heart began to race in fear. Was he going to kill her with those things?
Before she could scream or even say anything, Donovan parted her pussy lips and pushed into her. Her body immediately relaxed and she urged him on by lifting her hips. Donovan smiled that half smile and pushed further. Marie felt him opening her wide as his member slowly moved further into her. She thought for a moment he was too big for her, but he wasn't. He managed to bury all nine inches into her cunt and he growled deep in his throat. The noise was animalistic, scary and sexy at the same time.
When he didn't move, Marie frowned. His dick had spread her apart, but she wanted to feel it running through her again and again. "Fuck me," she said so quietly, she almost couldn't hear herself.
Donovan lifted an eyebrow in amusement. "What was that?"
"Fuck me," Marie said louder, this time.
Donovan nodded. "Let me taste you and I will do just that," he said slowly.
Marie nodded and yelped when, in a flash, he had leaned into her neck and punctured the skin of her delicate throat with those massive canine teeth. She didn't feel the blood come out of the wound because he kept his mouth locked to her flesh to catch the flow with his tongue. He swallowed quickly for a few minutes, like he was drinking water after running miles and miles. "Aah," Marie moaned closing her eyes when he began moving his hips as he drank. It was slow at first, but his fucking sped up as his sucking slowed down.
Marie was lost in the feeling of his cock moving in and out of her, driving her closer to orgasm with each thrust. She'd forgotten Eva was there until she felt Donovan pull away from her neck and a smaller mouth latch on. Eva swirled her tongue against Marie's tender flesh as she drank, much the same way she had moved it on her pussy moments earlier. Donovan growled again and Marie opened her eyes.
He was staring at her, his black eyes hooded with desire. He was an Adonis; his face was delicate, but still manly. His cheeks were pink with color now, his black hair hung in his face as he leaned over her, supporting himself with one arm. His narrow nostrils flared every time he bottomed out in Marie's tight pussy. His square jaw was set and his thin, red lips were drawn together in a straight line. A bit of her blood had escaped a corner and snaked down from his mouth to his chin and finally falling onto Marie's right breast. His eyes finally left her face when he saw the crimson droplet on her flesh. He leaned down and licked it off. The move was so slow and tantalizing; his tongue flat against her dewy skin, grazing her stiff nipple as he slowly collected his prize, that she came immediately. Her body shuddered and her pussy clenched his huge dick even tighter. Donovan growled again and watched her brown eyes close.
He loved the way humans felt, so warm and tender. He had wanted Marie from the moment he'd seen her walking to the bar that night. He watched the way her hips swayed and knew he had to have her. She was soft and beautiful, like a Botticelli model. He'd actually slept with a few of those women and his comparison was right on point. Marie had the same lush beauty and softness they'd had.
He was so sick of fucking the stick figures that paraded around these days. Sure, they were beautiful, he wouldn't fuck them if they weren't, but there had been something missing. Their embrace was too cold, almost as cold as his own. He wanted, nay, needed to be with someone that could set him on fire again...someone who wouldn't pass out after only five minutes of blood letting.
