This one time.
After this, she'd learn that he couldn't be manipulated to lose control and she would settle for-
"Fuck," he roared as every muscle in his body went taunt and his h*ps shot up, needing more of what she was offering.
With an amused little laugh that had him grinding his teeth, she ran that very talented tongue of hers over his balls again and God help him, but he almost moaned. He watched with rapt attention as she continued to lick his balls. When she gently nibbled, his c**k jumped hard enough to slap against his stomach, leaving behind several drops of excitement.
Just when he didn't think his poor balls could take anymore she gave them one last flick of her tongue and moved on to his c**k that was more than happy to welcome her. She traced the thick vein from the base to the tip and stopped.
He hastily ran his tongue over his teeth as he watched her take him in hand and held his c**k straight up, placing the head close to her lips, but not close enough for his sanity. Her warm breath tickled his c**k as she slowly stroked him. Her eyes locked on his.
"What do you want, Caine?" she asked, giving him a look that said that she knew exactly what he wanted and was enjoying playing with him.
"Nothing," he forced himself to say as he silently pleaded with her to take the head into her mouth so that he could see what else that talented little tongue of hers could do.
"Nothing?" she asked, cocking a brow as she gave his c**k a hard stroke that had him sweating.
"Nothing," he repeated more firmly and thank f**king God that she didn't believe his bullshit. He nearly sighed with relief when she ran her tongue over the head of his cock.
He had to drape his arms over the back of the couch and grip the material to keep himself from grabbing a fistful of her hair and force her to take more of his c**k when she teasingly suckled the head into her mouth. When she decided to slide her beautiful mouth down his c**k on her own, he decided that this mating business might not be so bad after all.
When she built him up to the point of no return only to stop and pull away, but not before she flicked his piercing with her tongue, he wanted to throttle her beautiful neck. She gave him a knowing smile as she slowly climbed onto his lap, but remained kneeling when what he really needed for her to do was sit down and allow him to slide home.
She was a f**king tease, he decided seconds later when she moved to do just that. He licked his lips hungrily as he watched her lower herself, slowly. As he watched her, he imagined how good it was going to feel when her wet sheath swallowed his c**k whole.
On the outside he was cool, collected and probably appeared to be somewhat bored, but inside he was trembling with hunger. He wanted to f**k her in every possible position and he definitely wanted to do it while he had his fangs buried in her. Just thinking about taking her had his fangs threatening to slide down. He ran his tongue quickly over his teeth, sending them back as he took a deep breath and tightened his mental grip around his self-control.
She was good, but not good enough to break him, he mused even as he felt himself relax, while the new center of his world drew closer to the tip of his erection. When she paused just above his cock, close enough that he could feel the heat pouring off of the wet lips he nearly thrust up to impale her, but held back.
This was just sex, just a release that he wanted, craved, but he was in charge. She might have him ready to f**k, but she didn't have all of him. He held back a large part of himself, the part that was begging him to give in and take what she was offering him, but he wouldn't.
He was still in control, not the monster that she so aptly described, him. He decided when the monster was released, not the other way around. This was his f**king life, his body and his woman and he wasn't sharing.
"Still in control?" she asked in a husky whisper as she placed her hands on his chest.
"Yes."
She licked her lips as she adjusted herself, but remained just out of reach. "What would you say if I told you that I was about to make that famous control of yours snap?"
"Never going to happen, Danni," he said evenly as he allowed his eyes to devour her body. He wanted to lick every inch of her and would as soon as she begged him to take over and he knew that that she would. Every woman who tried and failed to get more than he was willing to give eventually became content with lying back and accepting what he had to offer, which was very little and Danni would be no different. Once she.....once she.....aw, f**k.
She slid down his cock, but didn't take him inside her. Instead of putting him out of his misery she decided that she wasn't quite done with torturing him. His fingers dug into the couch, ripping through fabric and cotton until finding purchase in wood. He fought for control as Danni ground herself up and down the underside of his cock, soaking him in her arousal. He was forced to grind his teeth together as he fought for control.
He could do this, he told himself as his breath quickened and he stared straight ahead, forcing himself to ignore her large tear drop shaped br**sts as they jiggled enticingly every time she shifted her h*ps and slid up and down the underside of his shaft. His c**k hardened past the point of pain as his balls tightened up in response.
"I'm impressed, Caine," she said on a small moan that had him frantically running his tongue over his gums to stop his damn fangs from sliding down. Thankfully she didn't expect him to say anything, because at the moment he wasn't sure that he could.
"I guess I'll just have to try harder," she whispered, slowing down her movements and prolonging his torture and this time when she slid up and over his erection she allowed the head to slip slightly inside of her before she pulled back.
He opened his mouth to bullshit his way out of this and end the torture when she decided to give him a visual that would stay with him for the rest of his very long life. His fangs slid down and his vision turned to shades of pink and red as he watched Danni run her hands over her own br**sts and down between her legs.
Her hand never reached his new favorite spot and he was barely aware of her startled little squeal as he practically tackled her, bringing her to the ground. Before her back could hit the floor they were floating and he wasn't wasting any time.
With a groan he slid inside of her and didn't bother to bite back the growl of approval when he found her hot, wet and tight. Her walls squeezed him, refusing to let him go as he pulled back and slid back in. When his back hit the ceiling he rolled them over until he had her pressed against the ceiling and set to work on putting them both out of their misery.
He took one of her generous br**sts in hand as his mouth found her neck. When he ran the tips of his fangs over her skin she rewarded him with a delicious little shiver and a loud moan as she drenched his cock. He shouldn't be doing this. It had been so long since he'd fed from the source during sex and he sure as hell didn't count changing her as a feeding.