《Aphrodisiac ✔️(mikaelson soulmate)》Chapter XIX: Abstemious
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"I should take you home." Elijah muttered as we laid in bed. It was mid day- tomorrow being Monday. I looked up at him with a pout.
"Do we have to?" I whined slightly. Snuggling closer to his naked body. I was enjoying the warmth he gave me on top of the urge still being lit inside of me. Elijah raised his eyebrow, looking down at me as I laid my head on his chest.
"Do you not want to return to your other mates? You are the one who told Niklaus you would be home Monday morning." He pointed out. I let out a small sigh.
"I want to return- but not yet." I admitted as he pulled out from behind me and rolled on top of me. A small smirk on his lips.
"Are you saying the urge is still strong in you then?" He asked as he lowered his face to my neck, his nose dragging along the length of it before placing a small kiss.
"Isn't it for you?" I questioned as my eyes closed at the feeling he gave me.
"Of course it is. Vampires feel it for longer." Elijah admitted as he nipped at my neck. My eyes opened as I pulled back a bit to look at him.
"Really?" I asked, a bit shocked. I had no idea. But how would I know? I'm not a vampire.
"Finn didn't explain it to you?" Elijah asked back. His eyes meeting mine. "As a Vampire, everything is heightened compared to how you are feeling it. It lasts at least double the length of how yours does. And we fight it daily." He explained, leaning down and brushing his lips to mine. I felt bad now. If I had any idea.. I would not have left Finn so early. "Stop thinking about my brother." Elijah told me with a sigh. "He was the one who chose not to tell you."
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"He didn't want to hurt me." I mumbled. Remembering how Fin was so worried he had hurt me after the first time we mated. Elijah pulled back and looked at me again.
"None of us wish to hurt you- but until- unless you chose to become a vampire. It's going to happen. But we can heal you just as easily." I raised my eyebrow at his wording. "I know- I sound like I'm going to shred you to pieces." Elijah sighed as he went to back away from me. I reached out though, stopping him and pulling him back to lay on top of me.
"Mmm rip me to shreds then." I mumbled out as I kissed him. A small chuckle leaving his lips as he kissed me back. I leaned my head up some, moving my lips against his more. Elijah growled against my lips, rubbing his already hard length against my heated core. A moan muffled against his lips as my hips jerk up slightly in response. His hands followed along the curve of my hips, lifting my hips up a bit causing him to slide into me. A gasp left my lips giving him the opportunity to slid his tongue into my mouth.
I pushed my tongue against his as he rolled his hips against mine. Trying to show some kind of dominance, but Elijah was quick to shut that down. A growl of authority rumbling in his throat as he grabbed my hands and slammed them above my head. His thrusts were quick and snappy, causing squeals of pleasure to try and break out of my mouth, but his mouth kept them quiet. He held my hands together with one hand as his other hand moved down, lifting my leg up and causing him to slide in deeper.
Elijah moved his lips from mine, not before I sucked on his tongue for a second causing him to groan. His lips moving to my jawline, sucking and nipping at my skin like an animal. His lips kept going until they hit my neck where he had marked me before. His fangs sinking into my skin slowly. Not an ounce of pain came from his bite- nothing but pleasure coursing through me. A moan left my lips as I arched my back, pressing my chest against him. Elijah let out a groan as I flexed around him, squeezing him as he rolled into me.
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He pulled his fangs from my neck, licking the blood that dripped out before we flipped around quickly. My hands released as his hands went to my hips, holding me over him and bringing me down over him. My hands flew to his chest to steady myself as I start to grind against him. Pushing him deeper into me, moaning at the feeling of him flexing inside of me. Hitting the soft spot he knew all too well.
I swear he could probably draw a map of the spots to cause me to break over the edge. My nails dug into his chest, cutting into his skin slightly to draw blood as my walls squeezed him. I smirked, leaning down and dragging my tongue over the blood that I had drawn from his chest. Elijah pushing my hips to grind harder against him. He gripped my hips, turning me around as he sat up. My ass rubbing against him as I sat on his lap backwards. His arm came up in front of me, blood coming out of his arm before pressing to my lips.
The taste of chocolate filling my mouth as I let his blood flow down my throat. His other hand was moving my hips against him, thrusting into me as I grind over him. His lips landed on my neck before he bit into me once more. Moaning as I grabbed his arm holding it closer to me. His hand left my hip before moving to in front of me, rolling his thumb over my clit and causing me to clench around him. My teeth actually biting down on his arm as I could feel my orgasm flooding around him.
Elijah let out a growl at the feeling of my teeth biting into him. Dull teeth ripping into his skin as more blood filled my mouth. His hips jolted up and locked as he filled me with warmth, his fangs deep in my neck as we both groan out. I slowly pull away from his arm, seeing it close up before my very eyes. Elijah pulled his fangs out of my neck as well, licking it slowly. A small moan leaving my lips in pleasure. He twitched inside of me as I pulsed around around him. A squeal leaving my lips as he lazily rolls my clit with his thumb.
"You bit me." He pointed out, continuing to rub my clit. His arm lifting to show the blood on his skin. I moaned softly at the feeling of him still touching me.
"I didn't mean to- if that means anything to you." I mumbled out as Elijah chuckled, shaking his head as he lowers his lips back to my neck, kissing gently.
"You were very abstemious with me, I think." Elijah spoke all educated. I laughed as I reached down and grabbed his hand, stopping him from further stimulating me.
"Using big words, Elijah? I bet you went to college a lot." I pointed out as I tried to lift off of him, but Elijah pulled from my hands, grabbing my hips before pushing me back over him. Causing a low groan to leave my throat.
"I just read frequently." He breathed out before growling into my ear. "And I am not finished with you." And Elijah continued to show me just how adept he was in bed, against the wall, in the shower and on the kitchen counter. Vampires have so much endurance.
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