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Few things pleased Lohen more than the feeling of your thighs closing around his head, pulling him closer to your core while slightly suffocating him.
The sheer sensation of lacking air, combined with the taste of your blood, was driving him insane.
Before meeting this man, you hated your period. It was a time of unjustified suffering and discomfort, but as he revealed his most perverted and eccentric side to you, your opinion completely changed.
Right now, you were lying on your mattress, utterly undone, wrapped in a mess of broken moans. Lohen was positioned between your legs, licking intensely at your blood-soaked core. You could hear him growling and moaning against you, enjoying what he was doing almost as much—or even more—than you were.
Your hips rocked slightly toward him, seeking more friction against his skilled mouth as it explored your folds. His moans sent vibrations straight to your most sensitive spots. The soft, wet sounds of his tongue collecting your blood echoed lewdly throughout the room, arousing you even more. You could feel him pulling away and diving back in, alternating between penetrating you with his wet muscle or stimulating your clit.
A loud moan escaped you, making him jolt as he tightened his grip on the outside of your thighs and buried himself deeper into your intimacy, devouring you like a starving wolf.
“Hmm… Lohen… it feels so good...” you whispered, driving him wild and making him pick up his pace.
He slightly lifted his head without pulling away, allowing you to meet his lustful gaze, his pupils blown wide. You moaned at the intensity of his stare and instinctively squeezed your thighs around him, making him groan in ecstasy at the sensation he craved so much. He dove completely into your core, his tongue exploring every corner, his nose brushing against your clit. You could feel him drinking in your blood mixed with your arousal, hissing at your taste.
“Lo-Lohen, I’m so close!” you told him, tightening your thighs further, chasing your release.
Lohen intensified his movements, his lips closing around your clit, sucking while he pushed two fingers into your dripping hole.
His glassy eyes were fixed entirely on you, yet he seemed so intoxicated by the sensations and the taste of your blood that he could barely focus on your figure.
“You taste so good” he confessed, briefly pulling away from your clit to kiss you, your tongues meeting in a wet kiss, letting you taste your own blood. You moaned at the metallic flavor.
Lohen lowered his mouth again, leaving a trail of kisses along your abdomen until he reached your throbbing pussy once more. He withdrew his bloodied fingers, replacing them with his mischievous tongue, rolling it a couple of times over your bud before slipping it back inside you. The feeling of your release built stronger and stronger; you wrapped your legs around his neck while grabbing a lock of his hair, pulling him as close as possible. Lohen growled at the sensation of being strangled by your thighs, enjoying how you tugged his hair to guide him toward your pleasure, using him exactly how you wanted.
“Lohen!” you moaned his name as you neared your climax, arching your back and tightening your fist in his hair, drawing a breathless roar from him that made his cock twitch.
Your orgasm hit you, making your trembling thighs clamp around his head, trapping him there until you came down from your high. Your breathing was completely unsteady, practically panting and whimpering, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you tried to recover.
You released Lohen, letting go of his hair and moving your legs aside, allowing him to breathe properly. You watched him sit up slightly, flushed and breathless. His bangs stuck to his forehead with sweat, your blood mixed with your arousal smeared across his chin and the tip of his nose. His half-lidded, teary eyes looked at you with amusement as he slipped his fingers into his mouth, cleaning them of your blood.
He was completely pussy-drunk.
“Sit on my face” he practically begged between gasps.
You blushed at his bold request.
“Lohen, I don’t want to hurt y–”
“Please.” He pleaded, cutting you off.
Who were you to say no? It wasn’t every day you got to hear him so needy and desperate.
You placed your hand on his bare chest, guiding him as you switched positions, laying him down where you had been moments ago.
You saw him grin darkly, preparing for what was coming.
Hesitantly, you climbed on top of him, your legs on either side of his head, supporting yourself on your knees.
Your pussy was inches from his face, and he had no patience to wait. Before you could hesitate, he grabbed your hips with both hands and pulled you down onto his mouth.
He groaned proudly, relishing the feeling of your core suffocating him again.
“Fuck, Lohen!” you complained at his recklessness.
You didn’t have time to protest further, as all your thoughts were cut off by his tongue attacking your folds again. A loud moan slipped from your throat, embarrassing you.
His hands squeezed your ass, kneading your flesh to the point where it was almost painful—but pleasurable.
You found yourself moaning like a bitch in heat, panting as you ground your hips against your lover’s face, your back arched and head thrown back.
Lohen groaned beneath you, your core dripping with delicious blood as he drank it all like a man dying of thirst.
You lowered your head, looking at him as you moaned.
“Look at me, Lohen” you whispered.
He was so lost in pleasure he didn’t hear you. With your free hand, you grabbed his hair again, pulling until his eyes opened, his crazed gaze locking onto yours.
“Fuck!” you muttered.
His moans intensified—you were driving him insane. His tongue worked harder, eager to bring you to another blissful orgasm, thirsty for your taste.
“Mmgh—Lohen—fuck!” you felt him tremble at hearing his name leave your lips so lewdly. “I’m so close, don’t stop, fuck.”
His fingers massaged your ass while his tongue moved in and out of you at a dizzying pace. The pressure in your abdomen built rapidly until you broke.
You could hear him moan as you came again on his face, clinging to his hair like it was your last tether to reality. Lohen licked up everything you gave him, swallowing your arousal and savoring the taste of your period, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.
When you recovered, you climbed off his face, collapsing beside him on the bed. The two of you lay side by side, breathing heavily and unevenly, a thin sheen of sweat covering your bodies.
You glanced at Lohen, who turned to look at you, his chin completely smeared, his gaze unfocused and full of love.
“You taste incredible Schneeflocke… fuck, I could never get enough...” he confessed between breaths.
You blushed at his words, watching his lips curl into a mischievous smile before he leaned in to kiss you.