Page 13 of Zombies, Satyrs and Vampires, Oh My!

“I can smell your arousal. I’ve got to taste you right now.” My voice is rough, more growl than anything and I hope I’m not scaring her. I’m not feeling hunger like I do when I know I need to feed. This is different. This is the kind of ravenous desire a man has for the woman who belongs with him.

By the time I get her thighs spread and I see the glistening dew on her folds, my mouth is watering and my dick is rock-hard again.

“Vivian.” Then I bury my face in her cunt. I’m sure I have no finesse because I just want to lick up every drop of her essence. I slide my tongue through her folds and around the hood of her clit, then back around and plunge it inside that hot, wet channel.

Goddamn, she’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted. The more I lick her, the more I want her, and the better she tastes.

She grabs onto my head, her nails scoring against my scalp.

“Atticus. That’s so good. So good. Yes, oh fuck the way you eat me like that.” She rocks her pussy against my face.

My dick is hard again, which normally would fascinate me since it’s yet another change. I haven’t been able to have more than one climax a week, let alone in a day, in these last two decades. Yet, here I am getting actual erections from a woman.

“Make me cum,” she chants.

She’s so sexy, so damn delicious, I want to eat her—and by her, I totally mean her pussy—every day for the rest of our lives.

“Yes, just like that. Oh my God!” Then she’s pulsing against my mouth and giving me fresh juices to lick from her pussy.

When her orgasm subsides she grabs my head and pulls upwards. So I crawl up her body. She leans up for a kiss, seemingly unaffected by the fact that my mouth is covered in her orgasm. Our kiss is wet and hot and so damn sexy. I want this woman. More than anything. More than being human again, I want to be able to call Vivian mine.

“Please fuck me, Atticus. Just put that dick of yours inside me. Please. It feels like I’ll die if you don’t. I’m so damn empty.”

She doesn’t have to ask me more than once. I rear back and plunge forward, sheathing myself to the hilt. I don’t move though. I just brace myself above her and stare into her beautiful face.

“I’m bare inside you.”

“You feel amazing.”

“I don’t know if I can…”

She shakes her head, then raises her legs up and wraps them around my waist. “No, this is just us right now. Nothing else matters but this moment. Please just make love to me.”

“I know you told me not to say anything earlier, but I feel it too. That connection. I knew you were mine, the minute I laid eyes on you. I would never ask you to sacrifice your everything to stay here for me. But I just want you to know that I want you, Vivian. I want you forever.” I pull back and then I thrust forward.

Nothing has ever felt better. I know, in that moment, when she leaves, I’ll never be able to touch myself again. Because nothing will compare to how it feels to be inside her. This feels like my salvation.

Her hands come up to my chest, then one cups my face. “You’re so beautiful,” she whispers.

My orgasm builds from the base of my spine and I want to climax with her. I concentrate on how I’m sliding in and out of her to make sure I’m hitting all of her special spots.

“Atticus, I’m cumming.” Then she does, her pussy walls squeezing my dick so hard as she cums around me.

Then I explode inside her.