FEMININE FIRE 🔥

The dark hallway screams of echoes. The sounds of my red stilettos tapping against the floor. I stop to listen beyond the clicking of my heels. Pulling a long black strand of hair behind my ear, I place my other hand on my hip. I love to fuck with him! I know he can hear me and I know he feels me near. He sent for me hours ago, but the bitch in me loves to make him wait. I smirk as I hear the door click.

He stands firm against the wall, with his bulging arms crossed, and a smirk that raises one cheek. He plays dirty, and I just can't stand him. "Are you going to stand there all fucking day?" I smirk back, slowly pointing my heel forward, as if I got all the time in the world. Just watching him lift an eyebrow gives me the satisfaction of doing whatever I want. As if the few steps weren't far enough, I reluctantly agreed to reach him.

Toe to toe and eye to chest, we face each other. He cups my cheek and lifts my face. Our eyes meet. Red blood to my shitty-ass mood brown. He runs his hand slowly down my arm, gripping my wrist, as he brings it behind my lower back. I absolutely hate this asshole, and he knows it. I don't flinch. I don't give in to the need for dominance. He flings me around and catches me back, as if we've danced this song many times. With my back firmly against his front, I can feel what settles against my back, and I bite my lip. He doesn't see me or get a reaction, but I'm sure he knows. I feel my black hair pulled aside as he brings my silky strands to his nose and breathes in my scent. He yanks it back hard, and his lips slowly run down my ear; a little nip at my earlobe mixed with his breath gives my skin goosebumps.

"Lay down", he hisses and pushes me forward. I almost trip on my heel, but catch myself from falling. I reach the black couch, a section right off from the bed. Big enough to fit three people, but only sits one being. He doesn't share shit! I make myself at home, firmly placing my ass on the black cushion of the seat. Wiggling my hips as if I've now embedded my ass prints in something to remember me by. He shakes his head.

"You never follow my instructions correctly, Sun."

"Sunshine. Tirich" I correct him firmly. He's not my friend or my man to give me little pet nicknames. He stands proudly, eyeing me appreciatively, as he slowly stalks forward with the pure power of finesse. He just radiates masculine energy. I concentrate on his eyes, reminding him of my disobedience. He leans forward. His large shoulders push across our barrier as he holds onto the back frame of the couch. I'm pressed as far as I can, my neck so far back it could snap off. He stares into my eyes and then glances at my red lips. He doesn't say anything, but the fire burning through his nose gives me the desire to push for more. It burns my cheek as he slowly sniffs across my skin. Reaching the spot between my shoulder blade, weakening my core.

I feel his teeth extending against my pulse. A simple bite leaves me crying out. Many have been placed around my most sensitive spots and hidden as the shame of ever meeting him. He tenderly licks up the evidence, something he does in spite. He seeks others for true blood. We are placed together for a purpose--mated but truly hate each other.

"Sunshine", he whispers against my wound. I push him back, but it doesn't do anything against a 6'7" Vampire King. He grabs me under my knees, yanking me to the edge of the couch. I'm completely under him, open like his next meal. He smirks, seeing me so bound. I can't move, and he knows it.

He releases my knees as he slowly glides his hand up my thighs, raising my hem. Everything I own is to his liking. He prefers me in red all the time. Me being a thick girl, he loves tight outfits to accentuate my womanly curves. I stand out against the vampire community of steel and top-modeled beauty. I'm a human trapped in a world of pure sexual perfection. I still hold myself to the human beauty community, thick or plus-sized, depending on who's ratings and charts. I've never had problems with who I am. My self-esteem is worthy of sex, but they all reek of pure sensuality.

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