The streaks of blood were a map to her center and he followed it without hesitation.
Her sex was so smooth. He reached out to touch it, gathering some of the blood that had collected in the corner of his mouth and using it to paint around her opening, then licking it away until she was arching up against his mouth, begging him for more. He was more than willing and pulled the outer lips of her sex between his lips to kiss each one in turn. Pulling back, he admired the glow of her skin as the blood rushed to the surface. With two fingers, her pulled and tugged at the dewy petals until they were plumped with it.
“Seth…” she sighed, her voice trailing off into an unintelligible moan as he took each side into his mouth in turn, rolling the moist flesh between his lips, careful not to bite. As he teased them, they began to part, revealing those secret destinations deep inside. His fingertips were all too willing to help
them along, pulling the lips wide apart and flicking the swollen nub of flesh
that was carefully hidden behind. Willow’s breath was slow, coming in shallow gasps as he kissed and nibbled at it. She could feel the moist heat rush to her sex and she struggled to pull her legs further apart to urge him on, but still, every movement was a struggle as the venom crept slowly through her system. As he kissed at the tiny clitoris, his fingertips slid up her body, swirling in the pools of blood still dripping from her breasts and belly. She
looked down, watching as he brought the fingers to his lips, tasting the blood
and then pushing the fingers forcefully into her sex. He moved them inside in gentle circles, then stroking them in and out until her blood mixed with the slippery wetness of her sex. He lapped it up like a man dying of thirst. Willow’s voice rose in octaves, higher and higher as she surrendered to the pleasure of his foreplay. The loss of blood had made her delirious,
sighing and crying out of her head. He twisted his wrist slightly, pushing two of his slip-sliding, long and sinuous fingers into her until he could feel that secret place high up within. His thumb made wide circles around her clit
until he could feel her tensing with her impending climax. She wanted to scream, but she couldn’t make a sound. Just as she tumbled over the
edge, he sank his teeth into the vein that pulsed just below the skin at the
junction of her thighs. She screamed with the orgasmic pleasure and the ultimate anguish as he drank deeply, pulling her lifesblood into him, not wanting to leave a single drop. She screamed, knowing this was the end but
she didn’t care. Her whole life was reduced to the pinpoint of light she could see behind her eyes as he made her come.
And then it was dark.
Take THAT, Edward Cullen….
So you think it’s hot enough??