chapter 4: dead flowers

she leans in and tastes the stream of blood running from my neck with the tip of her tongue as she grasps down onto me firmly with both hands. breathing feels impossible as i twist against my chains. she bites down into my chest, her fangs sinking deep into me as the muscle fibers constrict around her teeth. i can feel the blood being pumped from my body as she writhes and snatches at the bite not letting go.
the feeling was incredible, like nothing i had ever felt before. in her hands fully at attention i am swelling and pulsing. each throb in synchronicity with my heartbeat. she pulls me in close and gazes into my eyes. her mouth is lined with my blood, her arms around my neck cradling me like some long lost lover.
i cant look away from her stare. enchanting would be an understatement.
it feels like im spinning. our foreheads lightly touch as she exhales hot breath into my face still giggling in between each cascade of her porcelain chest. small beads of sweat begin to form on her breasts as she presses them into me mixing with mine. my shaft is pressing against her midriff and is leaking with anticipation.