《The Urge to Devour》17

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When I come to, my Eleanor is no where to be found but I smell her in the study. I make my way there, pausing at the door way, catching sight of her.

She's laying on the desk, her legs up. Her hair hangs off the end, her eyes meeting mine. My erection stirs to life at the sight of her.

She looks up at me, pressing her thighs together.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you," she whispered. "About you and I here, and the things...you wanted to do to me, on this desk."

I smirk, slotting myself between her open legs, pressing against her warmth.

"Ah...it's late. Have you been thinking about this all day, my love?"

Her eyes twinkle with tears, such beautiful eyes.

"Are you begging me?" I ask, looking down at her pussy as she leaks onto the he wood.

"Never begging," she pants. "Merely offering. I know many who will take me up on it, if you're not keen."

I glance up with a smirk. "In order for you to offer this to someone else," I grab her, "you would have to make it out the door. Are you confident you can?"

I slide my fingers between her slit, leaning in to her ear. "Surely you recall what happened last time I hunted you down."

She shivers, the strap on her thin dress falling off her shoulder. I kneel down, putting her legs on my shoulders. I lick my lips.

I was just thinking how hungry I was. Ah, well. Think and you shall receive I suppose.

Devouring her is a privilege and sacrilege at its finest. I fine on her, leaning my head back as my fangs slide down.

Ugh...this is harder than I thought. Well...no matter. I'll take her now, and taste her again later, after I've quenched my hunger.

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Then again, I suppose I'll never quench enough hunger to not want her. I pull her down.

Her legs rest on my shoulders, her pressing against my century old wooden desk. Her eyes fill with tears as she begs me to fill her up, drench her insides with my seed.

Her cries float to my ears like music. I pull her up, her hands clawing at my back as she tries to gain some sense of bearing.

I won't let her, driving into her, filling her completely and wholly. Her walls clamp down on me, drawing me deeper inside her.

I kindly accept her invitation, her cries going silent, lack of breath taking her now, her head lolling back, pants soft in my ear.

I chuckle. Base desires. Blood. Sex. Hunger. Darkness. I thrive in them. I drag her with me, further and further into my depravity.

"I'm so..." she sighs. I smile. Being inside her resolves me of the need for sun. I'll take my warmth from her, her flesh, her skin, her blood, this pussy.

She will become all I have lost. All I stand to gain. I pull her in, inhaling.

"Do you love it, Eleanor? Do you adore being mine?"

She breathes softly, her nails sinking further into my skin.

"Don't push it."

I smirk. Or not. Perhaps I'll just drive myself insane. Nothing much else do with the time not matter what.

• • •

She sits on my lap, twirling my hair between her fingers. "You shouldn't speak to Liam to ruthlesslessly."

I roll my eyes. "I fear you may make a better person."

Eleanor shrugs. "I'll do my utmost to attempt to avoid such a dire situation."

"Yes. See that you do." I huff.

I lick my lips, looking down at her. I want to bite her once more. Indulge in her. I open the study drawer, grabbing a cigarette, lighting up instead. She sits on the floor, spreading out with a small sigh.

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I lean against the desk. "Tired?"

"And sore," she admits, "Hungry too. Feed me."

I roll my eyes, but oblige. I know how to cook human food. Not from when I was human, actually. As a vampire, the best way to keep fed, is to keep one human, keep them fed, happy, and preferably seduced.

I whip a quick pasta dish together, bring it to her. She claps before eating, her eyes shutting.

"Do you think you'll ever leave?" I ask her gently

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She paused looking at me. She shrugged. "I thought you would kill me."

I thought I would as well.

She's somehow stronger than when she came. What she's made of, I'm not sure.

"Do you think you can run? Have you considered it?"

Eleanor, my Eleanor. Her eyes lift to mine. "Of course I have."

"Where would you go, do you suppose? To the shop?"

"Tell someone. Run to the authorities," she puts pasta in her mouth, lounging on the floor.

"Come now. Who do know near here? I'd find you before you could get to the main street."

Her lips turn up, a bit of Alfredo on the corner of her lips. I stand, grabbing her chin, licking it.

"Maybe I'll stake you," she whispers, turning her head, her lips against mine.

"Isn't that a threat?" I hiss.

She pills back. "For now, however, I'm content to enjoy the life style of an unemployed lady."

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