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I wake, surrounded by the pleasing smell of my little human, Isabella. I inhale deeply, burying my face in her neck and licking it in preparation for my canines.
The scent of blood fills my nostrils - her blood. My hand on her waist tightens.
Wait- blood? I haven't broken the skin yet.
"Bella! Are you okay?" I throw the pillows and comforter away. The only thing keeping the lust at bay is my worry for her.
The sight of her in those panties, the simple cotton suddenly looking like the most sinful I've ever seen. That's where the blood is from. She's okay. My heart lets go ever so slightly.
She startles awake, her eyes wide at my panic.
"Fareh...?" She asks, looking at the expression on my face which most definitely is not PG.
I clear my throat before speaking.
"I.. I think your period is here." My voice is still hoarse.
Her cheeks redden.
"I shall bring your breakfast to you" I say to distract myself from the growing need at the sight of her all rumpled up and delicious.
If she chooses so, today shall be a great feast for me.
"Right" she clears her throat as well. "Thanks."
I leave the room. Head to the kitchen.
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When I return to the room, she's on the bed, laying down. The scent is still strong, but it is only the residual.
She must have put on a tampon.
She hears me coming and gets up, giving me a half smile. "Thank you."
I grin back at her, finding comfort in her happiness.
"Where's your breakfast?" She frowns.
"I don't think having food right now is a good idea." If I do, I might mistake her to be my prey. I do not want to force her into letting me drink from her.
"Why?" She asks, now curious.
I hesitate. "Your blood... You smell divine."
She grimaces. "That's not good blood, I don't think that's a good idea..."
I look at her seriously. She should know better about her body. "No. This blood is sweeter, collected just for a baby we can never have. I- I'm trying to avoid blood for the duration of your cycle because I don't want to lose myself in you when you clearly need rest."
I know my irises are black from the lust coursing through me. But I can't stop it. Her scent is tempting me so much.
Her lips move again, and they look so soft, so delicious. I want to pierce them and share the delicacy that is her blood together.
They stretch in a smile and I am gone. I cannot take my attention off of them. My eyes feel hazy.
My mouth salivates at the smell of her blood. It's sweet yet tangy. The perfect dessert.
She eats just under half of what was on the plate and pushes the tray away.
"I don't think I can have any more" she grimaces. "Could you put this in the fridge? I don't want it to go to waste..." She apologises but gives me a smile that she knows I can't resist.
"Of course, love." I reply, now shaking as I place a kiss to her forehead, my body thrumming with need and constraint.
She turns her head and my lips connect with hers instead. I moan into her mouth. The soft, breakable skin underneath my teeth begs me to break through it.
She juts out her bottom lip, and I suck it into my mouth. Supple. Tender. Delicious.
I gently pull away to look into her eyes. Does she want this?
She nods with a hesitant expression.
I can't stop it anymore.
"You've been pushing me all fucking morning you little vixen. I stayed in control this whole time so I could give you what you want, but now you tell me that you don't want that." I growl against her neck.
I breathe in her scent. Nothing like I've ever smelled before her. And I will likely never again smell this. It's all her. Her essence.
I pick up the tray of food and place it on the bedside table, putting my legs on her either side and straddling her.
I move us so I'm lying on top of her and take off her top.
Her breasts are marked by our previous escapades, teeth marks and puncture wounds all over the plump skin.
I lick them, and she sudders at the cold air that brushes against it.
I lean down further and hook my thumbs into her panties. I drag them down and off her legs.
I kneel in between her legs and flips her over, now stomach down. I grab her thighs and lift her butt to my face.
The scent of her blood, of her is so potent.
One little thing stands in my way. I grab the string between my teeth and pull it out.
I waste no time in getting my mouth on her.
I immediately begin. I suck. The flavour floods my mouth and I moan. Fucking heaven in my mouth.
The little clumps of tissue landing on my tongue are perfect. I chew slightly to get it in, a mouthful of the semi liquid not enough for me. She writes against me, and I hold her hips down.
"Fucking delicious." My first taste of her period blood. I knew it would be perfect.
The scars on her thighs from my bites in the past reveal my favourite place to bite her - just above the mid thigh, on the inside. It drives her crazy.
I debate on whether or not to do that. When another gush of her blood meets my lips, I decide not to.
I pinch a nipple, hoping it will stimulate her to release more. She coughs and it works. I gladly swallow down the little drops.
I am not one to finish my meal with a dirty plate. At least, I wasn't. And this vessel is going to be squeaky clean.
I hold her hips down with my elbows while my fingers hold her labia open.
I lick her clean and then thrust my tongue inside her. Her sounds are muffled by her thighs squeezing my head. But that doesn't matter. I know her tendencies now. She is cuming in three, two, one...
Her taste floods my mouth and I lap it up. Perfect timing.
Her walls squeeze around my tongue. I almost smile but focus on my task instead. I'm not done yet.
Even after I'm satisfied with the blood I get from her, I don't let up.
I need her to cum again.
Five minutes later, she does. That is when I stop.
I crawl up to face her. I hold eye contact with her while I lick my lips clean of the mixture of her blood and cum.
"Fareh..." She moans, looking at me.
"Shhh, Bella... I've got you." I whisper. I want to know how her blood would feel around my cock.
I want to feel her.
But I'm not sure if she'll be okay with that idea, so I gently kiss her and pull away.
Her hand lands on my crotch.
I nearly buckle at the firmness in her hold as she wraps her hand around my length through the jeans I wear.
"Isa... What are you doing?" I ask, panting. I'm going to cum. In my pants. Like a teen. I grew out of that phase thirty years ago, but that doesn't seem to make a difference.
"Please, Fareh. I need you, love." She looks at me with lust crazed eyes. I fucking love this woman.
"Are you sure, Bella?" I ask cautiously.
"Fareh, please. You can't say that about me and then expect me to not reciprocate. I want to feel you cum inside me. I need you, Fareh." She begs.
My hands cup either side of her head and land a hard kiss on her lips while her hands begin unbuttoning my pants, pulling the zipper down.
I pull away to take off my jeans, freeing my erection. Who am I to deny her what she wants?
I hold her open with my hands and slowly sink into her. The difference in the temperatures of our bodies makes this fucking perfect every time. She's so warm, I feel her heat seeping into me.
I bury myself to the hilt, gasping. My eyes roll to the back of my head as she clenches and unclenches around me.
I pull out slightly, not by much, and make short and shallow but hard thrusts into her.
Her head presses back and her hands wrap around my back to grab my shoulders from behind me.
Her fingers tickle my neck softly before she lets go to grab my ass. She pulls me in further as if she can't get enough of this.
She hooks a leg around my back and stretches the other one to the side. Fucking hell. I'm so close to her my balls knock her ass. She puts her hands on my chest and I roll over to give her what she wants.
She sinks down on me and takes control. She's fucking close. I can feel it. In the way she is tensing her thighs and tightening her core.
She pulls away. I cry out, nearly snarling at the action.
But any words I was about to say are silenced when she crawls up my body and sits on my face backwards.
She bends down and I get a perfect angle to eat her out. I take it.
I drink her blood and insistently bully her little nub. She should be cumming. Soon.
In a move I definitely did not expect, she wraps her lips around my dick.
I choke and she lifts off my mouth for a bit.
I take the opportunity to push a finger into her. Two more.
I curl them and hit the spot that makes her go crazy. She cums almost immediately.
Her moan vibrates through my body, setting off my own orgasm.
She pushes off me, but I don't let her get too far. I just wrap my arms around her and pull her against me.
She rests her head on my arm and wraps one arm around me, cuddling close.
I know she gets cramps. I don't want her to hurt when she's trying to relax.
I rub soothing circles over her stomach and listen to her breathing as it evens out.
"I love you, Bella." I whisper as she falls asleep again.
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