Fanged Cunnilingus

You splay open her thick pussy lips, revealing the sensitive pink flesh between as you run a wet, lingering tongue across. She buckles and shudders as you lap against her delicate folds, turning your face to and fro as you drag your dextrous tongue behind, your thumb brushing against the swollen nub of her clit as she cries out her ecstasy.

Raising your back, you rise back to your knees, reaching up under her shirt to feel your fingers sink into her soft, hefty tits, the erect nipples against your palms as you squeeze and grope them, a trembling hand leaving the curls of your hair to join yours, guiding it to knead her breasts as you lapped at her pussy.

You press your lips against her's as your fangs and tongue sink deep inside, your your writhing tongue exploring her insides as blood trickles into your mouth. Her body spasms and twitches as if it's electrified, her back arching as she pants and cries out, her little world spinning as she's overwhelmed, her eyes rolling back as she gives a long, guttural, throaty moan.

You feel hot globs of salty cum intermingle with the blood running down your throat as she tenses for a moment, her voice cracking before dying away to a gentle gasp as she collapses back onto the bed, slick with blood and sweat, her chest pumping up and down as she catches her breath.

Barely functioning, she follows your gaze as you climb back up her, enjoying the taste of her fluids on her tongue as you kiss her once more. She's exhausted, pale with blood loss, and on the verge of unconsciousness. As much as you would delight in making her toes curl once more as you relieve your aching, hot load inside her, you decide against it, as you've no intentions of popping your undead cherry in an mostly **** partner, and settle with cumming ON her instead.

Rising up to a kneeling position before taking a firm grip around your shaft and her throat, you pump your incredible length as she giggles weakly while your fist gives a measured little squeeze.

"Your marked with my bite now...you belong to me, body, blood and heart..." your hear yourself declare with surprising, frightening assurance, underlined with your growling tone. She smiles with sweet, honest eyes and murmurs back, with almost desperation. "yes...I'm yours, master...please, have me...".

She opens her mouth and rolls out a tongue still damp with her blood as you give a deep, throat grunt, and shoot your hot, generous load across her face. She eagerly licks up what sticky white seed she can, savouring the taste and mumbling "thank...you" just as she finally passes out.

A little frustrated with your anticlimactic release, you climb off the sleeping girl, suddenly feeling an intense bout of exhaustion yourself. You absent-mindedly note the faint daylight of early morning through the thin window curtain as you wipe off the cum and blood from the girl with her bedding, tossing the soiled quilt onto the floor and falking beside her, spooning her once more as you hold her, joining her in a deep sleep.