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EXCERPT Featuring Emily and Vincent – FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY
About Virgin Moon
A forbidden romance with a vampire unlocks a virgin werewolf’s passions
Vincent, the rebel vampire son of the dark lord Alichino, receives Emily, a virgin werewolf as a playmate. He wants no part of his father’s latest toy until he looks into the virgin’s eyes and feels his heart flutter. Vincent realizes he must escape with the werewolf beauty who has awakened his heart before she’s found or dies at the hands of his evil father.
He smiled again, this time shyly, almost innocently at me. “Is that too much to ask?” Vincent took his cock out of his jeans while still leaving them on and began caressing his enormous member. He stroked the shaft a few times, and then circled the tip of his head with a purpose. He was already hard, so I didn’t understand why he was taking the time to increase his erection, but obviously he did. It was a sight to behold. No men I knew would be so bold as to touch themselves. It was an exquisitely delightful gesture.
Suddenly a vision of having him inside me surfaced. My jaw dropped open and my knees weakened.
He joined me again on the bed. Vincent took my hands in his and placed one on his cock. My eyes grew wide and I relished the smoothness of his rod. He was hard as steel, yet smooth as velvet.
“You’re magnificent,” I mumbled. Did I really want this to happen? I wanted to pull away again out of fear and I felt my breathing stop. I was almost paralyzed by it all.
Before I could move, he pulled me to him, throwing one of his legs over my head and sat facing me. His long legs were positioned on each side of me. He grabbed at my elbows so I was almost sitting in his lap. He threw my shirt open and tenderly caressed my breasts. “It’s okay. Relax and just enjoy my touch. I won’t go any further than you desire.”
I bit down on my lips and felt tears forming in my eyes, not out of fear, but out of happiness. I had always wanted a real man to be my first and I was so thankful now that I had maintained my virginity in the Golden Kingdom all my twenty-five years. Vincent would be the man I’d give myself to.
He lowered his head and kissed the inside of my neck, letting his tongue travel up and down its side. His touch was so warm and inviting.
My head collapsed on his shoulder when he drove a finger, then two into my pussy.
He kept his eyes on me the whole time. We both felt the ecstasy of his slight penetration. Inwardly I begged for more. I gritted my teeth and inched closer towards him.
“Emily, wait,” he whispered.
“Please Vincent, I want this. I’ve wanted this for so long.” I took his long cock in my hands, spreading my legs wider in front of him so his fingers could do with me as they pleased. I stroked him slowly at first, then faster, feeling our movements mimic each other’s rhythm. “I’m ready to taste you, Vincent.” I paused, waiting to see if my statement had registered with him. I could barely hold on to not coming. His fingers worked magic on my very moist pussy, and I was fine to let him continue if that was his wish. But stroking his cock in my hands, hoping to dive in closer pushed my mind to madness. I had to know what a vampire tasted like. “Vincent,” I pleaded.
Quickly, without saying a word, he flipped me around so that I was facing his manhood one on one. I straddled him in a 69 as he moved effortlessly beneath me and caressed my buttocks. I kissed the top of his cock and then took him in my mouth, a little at first and then all the way, finding my mouth at the base of his cock. The tip of his dick tickled the back of my throat. My knees weakened and I sank closer to him. I wanted to melt into his face. I wanted my juices to run down his neck.
He held my thighs in his hands and devoured me with his tongue.
As I lavished the taste of him, moving up and down on his shaft, he spread my legs wider, and thrust his tongue into my pussy. My nails dug into the fabric of his jeans. No one had ever eaten me out there before. I couldn’t believe it was happening. I couldn’t believe any of this was happening.
I forced him further into my mouth, resuming my strokes with renewed enthusiasm. With each long stroke of my sucking, I devoured him whole-heartedly. I sucked insanely on his cock. Now and again, he would push his cock deeper into my mouth, but finally he allowed me to take charge. I must be doing a good job for a virgin, I thought to myself as I blew him. I hated the boyfriends I had had who thought a blow job was an excuse for face fucking. Vincent wasn’t like that apparently.
“Ah my sweet, you’ve done everything but fuck, haven’t you? I can tell. Just the kind of virgin I like.” He slapped my ass a few times before he resumed his activity.
I was too preoccupied with loving his cock to answer or stop my progress. I wanted him to come in my mouth, that was my new goal for the night, to taste the essence of a vampire.
When I felt him pull a shocker on me, all bets were off. I knew I’d come instantly, but I didn’t want to before he did. I wanted to taste him. I didn’t want to be done. How delicious did a vampire taste, I wondered. How marvelous next to a werewolf? Was there a difference? How exquisite would Vincent’s come feel running down the back of my throat?
A gasp erupted from me and I struggled to keep my bent legs steady.
“Will you come for me, Emily?” Vincent asked.
I shook my head feverishly, trying not to release his cock from my mouth for a moment.
“Lovely,” he replied. “You have a wonderful ass and pussy, Emily. Truly wonderful. Someday I will be inside you.”
His words filtered above the air as we continued to busy ourselves with our exploration of one another on the massive bed. Carefully he plunged his index and middle fingers into my dripping pussy while his pinky finger penetrated my ass.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” he said as he kissed my pussy. I felt his hot breath against the lips of my sex.
Shivers of warm ecstasy rippled through me. His words were enough to make me come. I struggled to hold back, hoping the moment would last forever.
“Not before you,” I replied, licking the tip of his cock and tracing my tongue down the length of his shaft before I cupped and kissed his balls.
“Such a naughty girl. We’ll finish together then.”
I didn’t really know what that meant until he jerked me up in his arms, whirled me around, and plunged my hips upon his. I screamed, reacting against the ecstasy I felt. I was certain Vincent had plunged his cock into my pussy, and I wanted it. I ever so wanted it. But he had not. I couldn’t fight the feelings electrifying through my body.
He clamped down on my knees as I straddled him. His cock still pulsating beneath me. “Are you willing, Emily, to someday be mine?”
Oh god, no, I thought. I was so wet that I willingly accepted his invitation. It was beyond words. How could I not say yes to this man? “Make us both come, Vincent,” I replied. “You will be my first. I swear it.”
His blue eyes blazed with passion. “You will be mine. And this is only the beginning.”
The moonlight blasted us with its light as if on cue. We were bathed in a warm, glow of magical delight, one that I could not have fathomed before this night. The lighted design above us turned a series of brilliant shades of amber and gold. I gave myself completely to Vincent as he rubbed the head of his cock against the tip of my clit. For a brief moment, I thought about pushing myself onto his rod. I searched his face for a yes as he continued to tease me.
Then he plunged two of his fingers into my wetness of desire and caressed my clit with his thumb. Without any shame, I watched as his muscular tanned arms pleasured me. His biceps glistened in the moonlight and I caught a glimpse of his pendant sparking as it bounced against his chest. It was in the shape of a crescent moon.
“You’re so wet,” he whispered in my ear. “Your heat is phenomenal.”
“Yes.” I groaned, grinding my hips against his, letting my body become his as he drove his fingers into me.
“Fuck me like that. Oh yes, fuck me like that, Vincent.” I dug my fingernails into the sheets, trying not to arch my back too high off the bed. The sensation of his touch was mind blowing.
“Yes, that’s it,” he growled.
I latched my hands around his cock again.
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