Hazel and Maeve

Chapter 19

-Maeve POV-

Fuck.

Why does he have to look so damn good? I am so close to begging for him to take me. Just tracing the tattoos that cover his skin is driving me wild. And do not get me started on his torso that is so defined with muscle.

I’m going to die. Death by orgasms.

I already had so many, not even 30 minutes ago, and my body is already screaming for more. I didn’t even know this was possible or how it was possible, but apparently, it is. What I wouldn’t give to just lick...

“Divaliona, I can hear your p***y pulsing. Keep thinking about whatever you are thinking about, and I will put you over my knee.” Casimir’s voice breaks me away from my thoughts.

Does he really think that saying that in his deep voice is going to stop me? I take a peek up at him, only to find him looking at me. His piercing red eyes shining back at me. I could drown in his eyes...

“I don’t know if that is a threat... Or… a promise.” I smart off to him before my mind even has the time to process what is coming out of my mouth. Quickly snapping my eyes back to my hand, which is resting on his chest, I give myself a mental face slap. Way to get yourself into trouble there, Maeve.

“Hmm, as much as I would love to deliver it out as a threat, you need to rest for tonight, mio sole.” Smiling, I press a kiss to his chest. “Now, is there anything you would like to talk about? Do you have any questions about us or our mating?” His soft yet deep voice that has Mia purring in my head. Hell, me too.

Kissing his chest again, I go back to lightly tracing his tattoos. “As a matter of fact, I do have some questions. Like, how are we going to mark each other? Would I even be able to mark you? Or do I have to drink your blood instead?” I needed to know these things before I just go off and bite him in the neck.

“Those are great questions, mio sole.” His praise causing my stomach to flip. “Unfortunately, we will not be able to mark each other like other couples. You will not be able to bite me as it will chain me to the mortal world. Your bite would change my DNA. Meaning if you die, then I die, and I will also be able to get hurt as if I were a mortal man. Or a mortal werewolf. Healing would take longer for me. For example, if I were to get shot, then I could easily heal in about 5 seconds, whereas when I am mortal… It would take me a few weeks. So, you will not be able to bite me. You will also not be able to drink my blood either. Drinking from me would kill your wolf. You have to go through the pain of losing your wolf before turning into a vampire. This is because my blood is unlike others. I have original blood, whereas other vampires are of mixed blood. My blood could even kill a normal vampire if they drank too much.”

I end up cutting him off, “So, how would we even be able to mark each other or complete our mate bond? I mean, I can’t bite you or drink from you... So how?” I peek at him with a questioning look. Only to find him looking at me with a stern look. “What?” I question as I don’t know what I did.

“Cut me off like that again, and I will stuff your mouth full.” Well, that threat sounds fun. “Now, in order for us to mate, we would need to recite a spell while being close.”

“Like, how we are now?”

“That’s it, diavolina.” Is the only warning I get before I am suddenly being shoved onto my back.

Moving so fast, I don’t even know what Casimir is doing until he is standing off to the side of the bed. I barely have time to open my mouth before he grabs me. Pulling me sideways to where my head is hanging off the side of the bed. Right in front of his crotch.

“I warned you, diavolina.”

What the...

Oh f**k. I moan and gag out as Casimir shoved his boxers down before shoving his c**k into my slightly open mouth. Forcing me to open wide as his c**k goes all the way back to my throat. My eyes roll into the back of my head as the weight of his c**k sits in my mouth. I can feel his pre-c*m dripping into my throat.

“You see, in order for us to mate, my c**k would need to be in your dripping c*nt.” His words cause me to moan as I can feel my p***y pulse with need. “F*ck, mostriciattola. I can hear your c*nt pulse for me. Almost like it is praying to me.”

Fuck..

His words cause my tongue to slowly drag back and forth along his c**k. I try to twirl it around, but with his c**k being down my throat, I can’t. All I can do is swallow around his rigid/hardened c**k. Swallowing and gagging, which only causes Casimir to moan out while trying to pump deeper into my mouth.

SLAP.

“Hm, I can see that slapping your dripping c*nt just turns you on.” F*ck yeah, it turns me on. Holy.. “Now, back to what I was saying. After reciting the spell, a tattoo will appear on the left sides of our necks, and it will extend down to where our hearts are.”

While he is explaining, his hand wraps around my throat before slowly dragging down to my breast. He squeezes it before rolling my n****e between his fingers. The pinch of my n****e sending a bolt of pleasure straight to my p***y. His other hand just lays on my p***y.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

“Look at how your pathetic c*nt is weeping for me from just a few slaps. I bet you wish you could beg for me to keep slapping your c*nt, but I love that you can’t. Hmm, that is right. Choke on my cock.”

And I do. I choke on his c**k as he starts to f*ck my mouth. All I can do is suck while trying to swirl my tongue around. Moaning once I get a taste of his pre-c*m. I crave his c*m. It tastes so damn good.

“You are so desperate for me. I can smell your desperation.” He taunts me, which causes my p***y to throb around nothing. I want to c*m so bad. “Do you have any idea how f*cking sexy you look with my c**k down your throat? I can feel the outline of my c**k as I wrap my hand around your throat.” I try to moan, but it just sounds muffled. “Hm, I love how pathetic you sound.”

Slap. Slap. Slap.

“I wonder how you would react if I stopped slapping your aching c*nt. Hmm, should I try it? Should I just use your pretty c**k sucking lips until I c*m down your throat?”

“Please don’t,” I whine out in my head just as he starts to rub my clit in tight circles.

“You are so desperate for me. I can practically smell your desperation.” He taunts me, which only makes me wetter. It only makes me want him more. More desperate for him.

Before I could even think of uttering another sound, Casimir moans out my name. “Maeve..” Goosebumps litter my body as I start to swallow around his length while rolling my tongue along his length the best I can. He starts thrusting more rapidly in my mouth as one of his hands loosely wraps around my throat. “F*ck, mio sole. Your mouth is so wet and hot as it sucks me in. Your mouth is about to make me c*m, along with the pulsing sound of your wet c*nt. Is your c*nt praying to me? Because it sounds like it. Now, f**k. F*ck, get ready to swallow my cum.”

My eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel him pull back until just the tip is in my mouth just before c*m bursts into my mouth. I gag and choke as I try to swallow it all down while still being upside down. Once I get all of his c*m down, I am moved back to where my head is on a pillow. Casimir is looming above me with his red piercing eyes staring me down. I don’t know why I do it, but I open my mouth while shoving my tongue out to show him that I swallowed all of him down. His nostrils flare as his gaze drops down to my open mouth.

Spit.

My eyes roll to the back of my head as I swallow down his spit. “You dirty f*cking girl.” He snarls out while shoving two fingers in my p*ssy.

I c*m instantly. “CASIMIR!” I scream out as I feel myself pulse around his fingers. However, another need is rising inside of me. His fangs. “Please. Please, bite me. Please, drink from me.” I beg him over and over as I need to feel his fangs sink into my skin. “Mio caro.”

“Again,” Casimir demands. “Say it again. Call me that again.”

“Mio Caro,” I whisper just as he sinks his fangs into my neck.

Crying out, I can feel my blood pour into his mouth while his fangs sink in deeper. Pain doesn’t even begin to register as I feel him start to drink from me. Unimaginable pleasure bursts throughout my entire body, causing my back to bow up while my eyes roll to the back of my head. My body feels like it is on fire as an orgasm hits me with full force.

“Mhmmm.”

Casimir’s moan in pleasure barely registers in my head as I squirt all over him and myself. I cannot stop c*mming back to back as he continues to drink from me. Feeling him pull blood from my body before he swallows has my body in a constant state of euphoria.

“Casimir.. Casimir.. Casimir.. Casimir..” I moan out over and over again

Just when I feel like I am about to pass out from exhaustion, he pulls his fangs out of my neck. I whine from the loss of his fangs but then moan as he licks the wound that his fangs have caused. I soon feel his fingers leaving my aching p***y. I forgot they were even in me. A shiver crawls up my spine when I finally open my eyes to see him suck his fingers into his mouth.

“Hmm. Your blood and c*nt may be the only things that save my soul from damnation. I always thought holy water would burn me, but that was before I laid my eyes upon you. You, mio sole, are my only salvation in this f*cked up world. The only sun that can burn me.”

Tears prick my eyes from his whispered words. “Mio caro..”

My words are soon cut off as he presses a soft kiss to my lips. Melting into the kiss, my arms snake their way around his neck. He moves, laying beside me without breaking the kiss while pulling me closer to him. Finally breaking the kiss, I shove my face into his neck as I breathe in his scent. I feel him pull the covers over us as I feel his fingers lazily rub up and down my back. Smiling into his neck, I burrow into him more, which causes him to chuckle lightly. His other hand makes its way to my hair, where he softly pets my hair. Which lulls me to sleep.