My pussy throbbed to life, as it always did when I attacked
Gerald. Live blood made my entire being want to celebrate every possible
sensation of warmth ... especially that of sex.
Even as I continued to suck hungrily at Gerald’s throat, I
tore at his fly. He helped, shoving his jeans down as soon as he was able. His
cock matched the rest of him: big and swollen.
He was eager as always. Sometimes I think he doesn’t put up
much of a fight not because he knows he’ll lose, but because he wants to.
Gerald had suffered an unrequited love for Patricia when she was still with us.
There was never any hope for him to win her, so he contented himself with being
her bodyguard and protector. The man definitely had a knight-in-shining-armor
complex when it came to his former charge.
Having sex with me in Patricia’s body is the closest he can
come to being with his lost love. Plus sex with a feeding vampire is supposed
to be as good for the victim as it is for the bloodsucker. At any rate, Gerald
showed no hesitation when I ripped the slacks and panties I wore and plunged
down on his avid cock. His hips bucked upward, spearing deep into me.
My senses rioting, I came on the spot. My pussy clenched hard
around the thickness within, pulling as hard on the flesh as my mouth did on
Gerald’s throat. Now all was elation, 4th of July fireworks, New Years Eve
celebration.
I rutted clumsily, trying to screw and feed all at once,
unable to get enough of either. Gerald heaved beneath me, flipping us over so
that I lay on the hard ground with him on top. None of that bothered me, not so
long as my brief flirtation of life was affirmed to the very utmost.
In fact I reveled in being between the concrete-like field and
the hard muscled man. When it comes to sex, I’m naturally submissive.
Patricia’s body is that of a predator, but when it’s feasting, it doesn’t mind
being on the bottom. The real Brandilynn gets her goodies.
Shifters are stronger than humans. Gerald has told me he has
to be careful with the occasional lady brave enough to chance deadly Zoo Flu in
exchange for beastly sex. There are people who have that kink. I guess the
danger ups the excitement for them. I love sex too, but I don’t think I’d have
put my life on the line for it when I was among the living.
Gerald does not have to hold back with me. Vampires can take
real punishment, and he was delivering a rutting that would have broken the
pelvis of any human gal. Jackhammers have nothing on a werepanther for a good
pounding.
No release date set.
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