Chapter 6: Bite Me!

While still kissing like animals, Viktor lifted me off the floor with ease and took me to his room. It was the same bed where he had fucked Eponine, but I didn't care. My blood was still splattered on my dress and his pants, making our embrace slippery. Perhaps that motivated us to undress quicker. Viktor tried to get the nightgown over my head, and when it didn't go through, he ripped it apart and got it off of my body. My vagina was drenched after the display of violence. My breasts wobbled freely, and he finally put his mouth to one of my nipples and sucked it hard, while with his hand, he pulled at my other nipple. Desperate, I kicked to liberate him from his pants until his stout, long cock stood before me.

I'd never been naked on a bed with a man, but something compelled me to get his dick inside my mouth. I put my tongue out and licked the tip of his penis, which was covered in a sweet, white foam. It tasted so good that I licked the head and then closed my mouth around his shaft and sucked. Viktor moaned with pleasure and started to fuck my throat, deeper and deeper until I gagged. I could tell he made a great effort to stop himself and not cum into my mouth. Instead, he took his dick out, set my back on the bed and began to trail kisses from my ear to my navel and pubic area. Then he started licking my labia. And while his tongue teased my body, his fingers moved and crawled up my thighs. Moans floated out of my lips as I drooled with pleasure.

"Viktor…"

I wanted to beg him to carry on, but my voice failed me. Viktor's tongue had nestled on my clitoris, gently stroking and probing. His fingers circled my inner thighs, making my hips buckle. It was the first time I would get intimate with a man, and I had to confess that my pleasure-seeking moments were nothing close to this mighty vortex of passion. He seemed to know my body better than I did. His fingers teased my vagina's edge while his tongue stroked my clitoris. My whole body shuddered with delight. I had never enjoyed this kind of bliss. And I didn't want it to stop. I rolled my eyes when I felt him burying a finger inside my vagina, pressing it against my vulva and rubbing my g-spot with all his might. He made me cum. Twice.

Viktor was patient and caring, and I knew he did it out of consideration for me. The whole time he was stroking his rod and massaging the head of his penis. He sometimes would place his glans at my vagina's edge and use his rock-hard dick to massage my clitoris, making me lose control.

I begged him to sink his cock into my hot, soaked vagina, but he restrained himself. He seemed cruel to me then, but there was no rush to stick his member into me. He took his time to set me up until I was so aroused that I was panting and moaning uncontrollably, so wet that his thick cock would easily slip inside me. I had lost count of the times I felt waves of pleasure wash over me. My body went into spasms multiple times, and I felt tears flow down my face at some point. I remembered the dream about Viktor fucking me until I cried…

With his tongue constantly on my clitoris and his rough fingers probing my g-spot, I repeatedly felt an upwelling of pleasure. Just when I thought I was again stuck in the loop of never-ending enjoyment from his tongue, he straightened his body and slowly guided his thick penis into me. Suddenly, he changed pace and impaled me with his massive shaft, so deep I felt his balls pushing against my asshole. He buried his fingers into my hips and ravaged me. I dug my nails into his back and let out the loudest moans.

"Be gentler," I uttered.

His thrusts became slower and sensual, threatening to drive me out of my mind. To me, the pain mixed with pleasure felt like the perfect combination. Growing up, I had heard that deflorations were painful, but no one had mentioned the overdose of pleasure, potent enough to drive one crazy. My hands dug into his perfect, round buttocks as I held back my moans. I knew that nobody else was in the house to hear us. Still, I was embarrassed to make those sounds. Viktor slid in and out of me in a regular rhythm. It was love-making rather than fucking. Then something changed in him.

His veins swelled, and his muscles tensed. His perfect skin was boiling, and he opened his mouth with a growl. The two sharp fangs protruded from his mouth, shining in the moonlit room. I don't know what came over me, but it turned me on.

"Bite me!" I screamed.

I wanted him to bite me like he did Eponine. Viktor grabbed my hair roughly and moved my head to the side so that my neck would be exposed. Savagely, he sank his teeth into my flesh and spilled my blood. It ran down my neck and reached my breasts. Entranced, Viktor closed his eyes and began to quicken his vigorous thrusts. He was not being gentle anymore. He was but the beast which I saw killing a woman. I settled my hand on my clitoris and began to rub vigorously while he drank. The double pleasure's force dragged me towards an unstoppable orgasm, far more potent than the ones I had earlier.

Viktor's growls filled the room, and I was so horny I thought I would lose consciousness. I wanted him to give his all to me. Everything he had! My hands dropped from his back onto his butt and pulled him deeper into me. After a couple more thrusts, Viktor arched his back and released his seed inside me with a deep, long groan. It filled me, and the rush of sudden warmth to my core triggered my orgasm. I immediately lost the power to hold back my screams. My entire body quaked as the immense force of pleasure hit me. His warm semen ran down my thighs, and I knew I would never forget that night.

Viktor's face was covered with my blood, and he showed a regretful expression.

"What's the matter?" I asked, fearing he would regret making love to me. "Did… Did I do something wrong?"

I had barely climaxed when Viktor lifted me off the bed and hugged me with an intensity that scared me.

"I'm sorry," he said, perhaps being sincere for the first time. "I'm sorry you had to go through that… I'm sorry I bit you…"

I placed my hand on his nape and looked him in the eye.

"It's okay. I wanted you to bite me," I said, smiling with a naughty look, not knowing what I was asking of him then. As I said it, I started cupping his balls in my hand.

"Don't do that," he said. "Don't look at me that way."

"Why not?" I provoked him, smiling again. He couldn't take his eyes off of me, so I started licking the blood off my hardened nipples. "Do you like what you see?"

Without warning, Viktor turned me over roughly. My ass was facing his erect dick. I could feel it pulsing against the crack of my ass.

"I want you afresh," Viktor whispered against my neck. In the same breath, he slid into me, and together, we began another adventure towards orgasm.

***

After a long time of intense thrusting and moaning and orgasms, I fell back on the bed, exhausted. After weeks of touching myself, I had no idea sex could be so pleasurable and filling, to put it literally. Viktor was lying down beside me, sweaty and completely drained. Finally, I had him. Finally, I was worthy of someone like him. I looked out the window, and I saw that the sun was rising. I couldn't believe that we fucked all night.

"The sun's rising," I said.

Swiftly, Viktor sprang out of bed and looked at me, perplexed, then at the window.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, and I didn't understand what was happening. "Come with me!" he rushed me and hurried to close the curtains.

He opened a secret passageway by pulling a lamp on one of his room's walls and gestured for me to get in.

I didn't know it then, but I would never see a sunrise again.