Bitten (Harry Styles Vampire)

Chapter 27 Lustful

(WARNING: This chapter contains mature content so if you don't like it just skip this chapter but a lot of you have been asking for it as well!)

"Oh, I wanna go somewhere." I laughed rolling around on the soft rug. My head was spinning and everything was funny to me.

"Saoirse you're drunk." Zayn laughed at me, lying down on the floor beside me.

"Am not." I stubbornly exclaimed, crossing my arms like a sour five year old. Though I was pretty sure Zayn was right. But I don't remember even drinking that much.

"You're rolling around on the floor, I'm pretty certain you're drunk." Harry smiled offering a hand to help me up. Instead I grabbed it pulling him down on top of me. Zayn groaned as Harry leaned down kissing me. He left us calling for Serena or something but I wasn't paying attention. How could I when Harry was here kissing me? The small burning of alcohol fuelling our heated kiss. Loud music pounding in my ears. This was practically heaven, except the drunk part maybe.

I was so glad Zanita had been gone for two weeks. Harry and I had been working on our split relationship and the bond seemed to be strong once again. Especially now that we've uttered the three words. It still gives me butterflies thinking about the first time the words were spoken. Ever since then Harry's treated me like a princess. Though he has had trouble keeping his hands off of me. He is always touching me in some way and I know he wants to take it further and so do I. There just hasn't been an appropriate time.

My dad hardly let me out of the house without the help of Harry's compulsion, which meant Harry had to be with me every time I go somewhere. And if he saw me right now, drunk on the floor underneath a vampire, he would lose his mind.

"We can continue this if we have them leave...." Harry panted against my lips, literally kissing each other breathless.

"No, I'm drunk and not in my senses." I giggled, gently pushing him off me, sitting up. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him roll his eyes but I chose to ignored it. He stalked out to the hall and I could hear him saying bye to Serena and Zayn and I called my good bye to them, not even bothering getting up from the floor. I was afraid I'd fall over if I tried.

Harry returned to the room with a glass of water in his hand. I smiled at him as he gave it to me. I chugged the whole glass in one go. It seemed to clear my head quite a lot and the calmer music helped too. My back hit the floor again and I closed my eyes.

"You can't fall asleep here." He chuckled at me. My eyes were kept closed as I laid here on the living room carpet. I would've preferred to stay there but his arms slid under me, picking me up in his arms.

"I wasn't planning on sleeping." I managed to wiggle out of his grip and back onto my feet. My head spinning just ever so slightly.

"'Course you weren't." He walked toward me as I walked backwards till my back was leaning on the wall. His lips were on mine instantly as he pressed my back further against the wall. The kiss seemed to sober me and intoxicate me at the same time. Our passion evident in the kiss. Harry's hands were fast to grip my thighs, pulling me up and letting my legs go round his waist. The way he pressed himself against me made me tingle inside. My fingers laced through his curls like they always did, moving too fast for their own good. One of his hands moved from my thigh to cup my face. I leaned into his touch, moving my lips to his neck. The roles felt almost reversed as I did so. A soft groan left his mouth as I sucked harder on his skin and his hand left my face, and onto the wall behind me. Everything was going so fast, I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or list but we were moving so quick.

"Oh my god..." He panted as my fingers travelled to the collar of his dress shirt, undoing the first button. The slow movement of my fingers were even painful for me, wanting to just rip his shirt off. The heat of his chest was felt on my finger tips as more and more buttons were undone. His tattooed chest was definitely one of my weaknesses. I could stare at his naked body all day and never get bored.

Before I could process what was happening I was being thrown onto the bed in Harry's bedroom, him hovering over me. Stupid vampire speed... My dress had slid up to my hips, letting Harry rest between my legs. He was so eager, my tights ripping as he pulled them off my legs. In a way the action turned me on. It was so savage and raw that it made me want more of it, I wanted him to be more rough. His hand moved between my legs, feeling me gently through my underwear. I couldn't help but wish that the thin material wasn't there.

"Fuck..." Harry groaned, pulling the top of my dress down revealing my chest. The way he looked at me clouded my judgement further. I was lost in the clouds not wanting to come down.  He'd never been this forward but my excitement grew together with my anticipation. "Just tell me if you want me to stop..." I shook my head as soon as he words had left his mouth and helped him remove my dress completely, pulling it down my legs.

A gasp left my mouth when his hand suddenly slid into my panties, feeling me. Every ounce of innocence was being drained from me, but I couldn't bring myself to stop it. One of his fingers entered me and a soft moan left my mouth. I didn't understand how it felt so good but I just let him work his magic as he clearly knew what he was doing. His shirt was now on the floor, enabling me to claw at his back whilst having his fingers going in and out of me.

"I...I want to do something for you." I stammered in my weak state. His dilated eyes stared into mine, almost surprised.

"Don't you worry about me..." He grinned taking this as an opportunity to pull my panties down my legs. Never had I been this revealed to him but being on this adrenaline rush I didn't seem to stop him.

"You're not stoping me?" He asked, his body covering mine in the most beautiful and desirable way.

"I don't want you to stop." I whispered to him, gaining some confidence. His eyes looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets. Not breaking eye contact I reached down, undoing his belt. I pushed his jeans down his legs, kissing him again. Knowing for sure that I couldn't wait any longer, I pushed the last piece of clothing on him down his legs and he pulled a blanket over us.

"Are you sure?" He asked kissing me softly, letting his lips linger on mine. It felt like silk, pulling me further into him.

"Yes." I nodded, not sure what to expect. There was a slight pain as he pushed into me and I winced. I didn't want to show it but he obviously noticed. I couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"You okay?" He asked brushing some hair out of my face. I nodded and he moved slightly, the pain still prominent. He stilled for a moment, waiting for me to tell him to go again. It was on and off for a while. Harry moved slowly to make sure I was okay. But the more he moved the more the pinch died. Soon it wasn't bad at all but still so foreign. I never even knew you could feel this.

"Does it feel okay?" Harry asked against the skin on my neck and all I seemed to able to do was nod again. It wasn't entirely true physically but emotionally I'd never been better. He continuously moved in and out of me, the feeling becoming a little better each time. It seemed to be sinking into me that I was losing my virginity to Harry, and a smiled graced my lips. A part of me was almost relieved.

"I love you." I whispered in his ear, kissing him right beneath it. This was it. We'd now be completely connected, body and soul.

"I love you." He whispered back, wrapping his arms around me, pushing our chests together. The closeness made me also feel better. Though Harry soon seemed to be moving faster and my nails ran down his back. He then brought his hand down to our connected bodies and rubbed that very special spot. It gave me a sudden wave of pleasure and I was able to focus on that. I felt a pressure build in the pit of my stomach, I'd felt it before but not like this. With every move of Harry's fingers the pressure increased until I felt my legs slightly shake. My eyes closed as his name left my mouth repeatedly. His mouth continued to leave kisses over my neck and chest as I came down from my high. His eyes pinched closed and I could tell he was close. Just as he was about to pull out I wrapped my legs around him, keeping him in place.

"Saoirse.." He moaned, resting on top of me. I hugged his body to mine, kissing him. My state was euphoric. I loved him so much, to the moon and back. My first time had been with Harry and I was sort of releived that I wasn't a virgin anymore. It made things with him easier, considering he always looked at me with those lustful eyes.