I closed my lips around his right nipple and sucked.
He brought his hand up to the back of my head and said, "Bite..." in a tone that was almost an octave lower than his normal voice.
I used my teeth and bite gently at first, rolling his nipple between my teeth and flicking my tongue across it as well. Whoever said woman can multi-task was correct that's for sure. One of his hands decided to dig its fingers into my butt, kneading the muscles as I moved my other hand to twist the left nipple so it didn't feel neglected. His other hand oh so slowly moved up my back with feather-like gentleness into my hair where he started to pull and twist my locks as he felt to his leisure.
As I switched to the other nipple, I felt his skin come alive with goose bumps and he growled in disappointment before I could latch on to nip his other nipple. I ran my hands down his glorious backside and dug my fingers into his sculpted butt. I felt his member twitch and press heavily against my stomach. I brought my hand up and curled my fingers around his long, hard shaft and stroked gently but before I could go any further, he flipped me up and onto the bed.
"Eeek," I squealed in surprise making my face turning red.
"You are mine lover," he whispered into my ear. The way he said 'lover' was like a caress, like he was calling me by a name no other man had ever used before or ever would after.
His fangs were completely extended, as a matter of fact so were my own. It strange to think that I never imagined I would get used to them to the point where I didn't know they were there. I stretched up to run my tongue over his fangs; he seemed to like that because a growl from deep in in chest came forth. It made me shiver with desire. He kissed me then gently at first running his hands up and down my sides feeling my soft flesh. Then he took his tongue and started running in over my lips awaiting entrance into my mouth and by doing so getting a moan of anticipation from my lips; just the thought of knowing what he could do with that very skillful tongue of his. He parted my lips and licked my own fangs lightly, playfully before deciding to stroke my tongue. I had never really been kissed before not with such passion and possession anyway. As our tongues danced around each other, I ran my hands up and down his back kneading the tense muscles that I knew desired my touch. He relaxed into my body and then decided to pull his mouth away just to tease me.
"Watch me beloved."
His eyes radiated a soft blue like they did when he fed; oh how I loved those eyes. He began kissing his way down my body and stopping to suck on my now throbbing nipples. I desired his touch so much and denied it for so long I didn't know how much more I could take. He flicked his tongue back and forth and sucked, nipping at my aroused flesh.
He looked up and smirked, "Two can play this game little one."