Michael watched as Roxie climbed on top of him. Her pierced nipples scratching against his chest. The pleasure her body was giving him robbed him of thought. He closed his eyes as she started to rub her body against his.
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Roxie took her time making love to Michael. It had been centuries since she felt this kind of connection to another person. She could still taste his sweet blood in her mouth. Her pussy creamed with remembering. She wanted to keep him. To change him. And she knew he wanted it too. Even if he was afraid to admit it. She had read his thoughts last night. She could be everything he wanted. And so much more.
Roxie began to kiss his neck. Her lips and tongue playing over the faded puncture marks on his skin. She heard him groan and sucked gently on his tender flesh. She rubbed her breasts against him. Her legs spread wide, straddling his stomach. Her wetness dripping onto him. Her clit was swollen and aching and she rubbed it against his body.
She felt his hands come up and lightly hold her hips. His strength was fading. He needed to feed soon or he was going to die. She licked her way down his throat to his flat nipples. She took turns laving and sucking each one, making them pebble hard. She worked her way down his body, licking each gouge she had made the night before. She continued on until she reached his hard cock.
Her pussy clenched at the memory of having him deep inside her. The feel of his thickness filling her as she rode him to orgasm. His hot cum flooding her pussy.
Now, having it level with her mouth, Roxie licked her lips in anticipation. She looked up and caught Michael's blue gaze. The desire she saw there fueled her own and she opened her mouth and took him deep. His pubic hair tickled her nose as she swallowed him. She heard him growl and buck beneath her.
With her hands on his stomach, Roxie knelt between his thighs and started to suck him. She moved her head slowly on him. All the way up, letting him slip from her wet lips. Her tongue snaked out and flicked just the tip of him. She gently nibbled the spongy head. Her tongue played with his tiny hole, lapping up the tiny drops of pre-cum that oozed from it.
Roxie closed her eyes and practically purred at the taste of him. She opened her mouth wide and again, took him deep. The flat of her tongue massaged the underside of his cock. She could feel his blood pumping through the thick vein that ran the length of his massive cock. She tightened her mouth, creating a deep suction. She could feel him growing thicker, longer inside her. He was going to cum. And she wanted to feel his hot cum in her mouth. She wanted to taste him
"Roxie."
She heard him say her name in warning. His hands tried to reach for her but fell limply back to his sides.
"Of fuck baby." His growled as he lost control and erupted and shot a warm blast of salty cum down her throat.
Roxie loved the taste of him. She swallowed and sucked every drop of creamy cum from his cock. Then she licked him clean before traveling up his body once more. His eyes were closed and his breathing ragged. He needed blood.
"Michael?" She called his name softly at his ear.
His eyes opened and he looked at her.
