Page 12 of Zombies, Satyrs and Vampires, Oh My!

“Fuck, you’re so damn perfect, Vivian.” I rub my thumbs against her nipples. “So damn responsive. Look how hard your nipples are now.”

She moans into my touch. “I’ve never been this turned on.”

I grab her face and pull it to me, slamming my mouth onto hers. There’s no gentle seduction in my kiss. No, I slant my lips across hers and slide my tongue into her mouth as if the very taste of her will sustain me. Maybe it will because it feels like a live wire goes off inside my body.

“I want to fuck your tits, then come all over them,” I tell her once I pull away from her mouth.

“Yes,” she breathes. “Take your clothes off. I want to see your body. God, you’re so hot.”

I step back and kick off my jeans, toeing off my shoes and then my boxers.

“Your skin is lavender. Just makes your muscles and tattoos stand out all the more.” She trails a hand down my abs and my muscles twitch in response. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

“Why? Because I’m a zombie?”

“No, because we just met. I don’t ever do this.”

“Me neither. Do you want to stop?”

“No! Don’t you dare stop.”

Her eyes lift to mine and that eye contact feels like more intimacy than anything I’ve shared with another being. Ever.

“To be honest, I would want you regardless of the bug man and anything else happening. I feel a connection with you.” She puts a finger to my lips. “It’s okay if you don’t feel it. I just want to have this time with you.”

I pull her to me, pressing all my bare skin to her soft curves. The press of her full tits and softness of her stomach. I want to strip her bare and consume her. A growl rumbles from my throat.

“I refuse to hurt you. It would kill me if I hurt you,” I say.

“Have you ever hurt anyone?”

I shake my head. “No, never even really had the appetite for human flesh. Of course there haven’t been many humans around here until recently.”

Up above we can still hear the mothman scratching and screaming.

Vivian lowers herself to her knees and then sucks my entire cock into her mouth. She loosens her throat when she reaches my root and I nearly come right then and there.

“Holy, fucking shit,” I moan.

She releases me and looks up at me. “Needed some lube.” Then she raises up high on her knees and presses her tits together around my cock.

I rock my pelvis backwards, then forwards, sliding my dick through the tight, slick skin between her breasts. It’s like heaven. “Vivian, fuck, I’m not going to last long.”

“Don’t care. Just give it to me. Come all over my tits.”

I fuck back and forth faster, gripping her shoulders and staring into her eyes. And I swear I do feel my heart thump out her name. Then I’m cumming all over her pale, creamy chest, covering her nipples and aureolas.

I fall to my knees. And I kiss her again. I try to be more gentle, but there’s nothing gentle about the way that I crave this woman. I inhale deeply and a new scent fills my nose and I lean back from her. I search her face, then press her to the floor.

She’s still wearing her leggings, but had removed her shoes before I returned. I grip the waistband of those pants, along with her panties and strip them down.

“You’re aroused,” I say.

She nods.

“That turned you on.”

“Very much,” she says.