Addicted

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His fangs were extended and he was standing in front of me with no shirt on, his pants hanging low on his waist, zipper undone, his black boxer briefs showing, the bulge in the front of his pants prominent. I think I started panting, swallowing my own breath. His eyes were still their bright blue that I loved, with the silver ring, just the black was a little larger than normal, with the little black veins barely showing underneath his eyes.

 He was hot as fuck and I was dying.

This is what I had been waiting for, what I wanted...but would I survive it?

 "You sure you're ready for this baby girl? Cuz  once we start, there's no going back. You're all mine and I'm going to devour you."

I gulped. Oh shit. I nodded at Colby, and licked my lips.

He didn't give me another moment to think after I nodded. Next thing I knew his arms were locked on my hips, and his mouth came crashing down on mine, his tongue doing sinful things to my own lips and tongue.

 I couldn't breathe.

 "Chloe?"

 I tried to speak, to answer him, but his mouth was still on mine.

How was he speaking to me?

 "Chloe, wake up baby."

I love it so much when he calls me that.

Wake up? Was I dreaming? Damn, this felt so real, his cool lips worked over my own, then moved to my throat.

 I felt his fangs skim my flesh and waited for that sharp piercing pain. I was actually anxious for it.

Someone shook me, and I groaned, Colby disappearing from in front of me.

 "Noooo" I whined, not wanting to leave the dream.

"Hey, are you okay?" I cracked open my eyes and saw Colby leaning over me, his eyes worried.

 I wanted to cry. The dream was so real and I wasn't sure if I would ever get the real thing. I nodded, but felt the tears spring to my eyes, unwillingly.

 Oh my God, this was so stupid.

 Crying over not getting sex? That was ridiculous.

 "Hey love, what's wrong? Are you hurting?" He pulled me to a sitting position and wrapped his arms around me, holding me close to his bare chest.

 He must've lost his shirt some time during my nap, because I vaguely remembered him being fully clothed before I passed out. I didn't remember what happened after he bit me, but right then, I didn't care. I just knew that I wanted him and I wanted him now.

 I was sick of waiting and I was too sexually frustrated to care.

 I climbed into his lap, taking note that I was only wearing his t-shirt again, and my underwear. He must've taken off my pants. I straddled him, and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting my hands dive into the curly brown hair at the nape of his neck.

 I pressed my lips to his forcefully, wanting to feel the same passion that I had felt in my dream. He kissed me, but I felt him holding back, being so careful and staying in control. I didn't want him to be in control.

 No, of course I didn't want to die, but I did want him. All of him, not this version of himself where he wasn't being his true self, and he was holding back so much of himself. I just wanted him.

 He tore his mouth from mine, looking at me with wide eyes, his pupils blowing out.

 "Chloe, what are you doing? You know that I can't. I'm-I'm not strong enough yet."

 I pulled his hair, kind of hard, and he groaned, his pupil growing even larger and the bulge in his pants growing prominent underneath me, pressing against my core.

 "I think you are." I kissed him softly. "I think that you will be able to show me how much you love me, and not hurt me." I kissed him again, feeling his lips press into mine, a little more feverishly. "I think...that you will never do anything to hurt me." I pressed my lips to his again and swiped my tongue slowly across his bottom lip, then drew it into my mouth, nipping at it, a little roughly.

He sucked in a breath, staring into my eyes. His hips shifted, his bulge rubbing against the thin fabric of my underwear, making me moan.

He bit his lip hard.

 "I can't Chloe. You're killing me."

 I rocked myself back and forth in his lap. "You can. Please Colby. Please? I need you." I was begging.

 I was actually begging and I felt no shame. I just wanted him. The need I felt and the burning in my belly, the anticipation was almost painful.

 He stared into my eyes for just a moment, and tilted his head like he was listening.

He sighed after a moment.

"I'll try. Don't let me be too rough."

 I shook my head, the pressure in my chest lifting. "I want you to be rough. Be as rough as you want. You won't hurt me. I trust you. I love you Colby." His eyes softened a bit, before he brought his mouth back to mine, taking control, his tongue doing those sinful things that they were doing in my dream.

Yeeessss.

My body soared from his touch, electricity zinging through my skin. Then I was being thrown back against the bed, with a black eyed vampire on top of me.