This is a story in my supernatural series with Victor and Summer. You can read more here; scroll back to “And Now You’re Mine” if you want to read from the beginning.
Victor came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, making me jump.
“I swear I’m going to put a bell on you. How do you do that?”
“Centuries of practice,” he murmured, his voice still husky from sleep. “I don’t like waking up without you in bed beside me. What are you doing, kitten?”
He nuzzled the back of my neck and scraped my skin gently with his teeth. When you fall in love with a vampire, you get used to it. Luckily, his bites always healed quickly. My neck wasn’t even tender from yesterday anymore.
“I’m just working on…” My mind drifted as I leaned down on the counter and checked my list again. Eggs. Ginger. Cloves. What else was I forgetting?
“You look so cute when you concentrate. The way your tongue sticks out of the corner of your mouth. I thought that was only a thing in cartoons. Adorable.” He put his hands on my hips and I felt him grind against me ever so slightly.
“Stooooop,” I whined. “I don’t have time to play today. I’ve got to finish getting everything I need for this spell. The full moon is tomorrow, and I need to take advantage of it.”
He looked over my shoulder. “What kind of spell are you doing, kitten? Because I have to be honest. That looks like a recipe for gingerbread cookies.”
I shot him a look.
“What? I love your gingerbread cookies.”
“This is important. Casey’s mom is going to be in town and offered to help me. She’s a level three witch. And is going to help me! I can’t mess this up in front of her. Do you know how powerful she is?”
“I have no idea. The affairs of humans and witches have never piqued my interest before.” He spun me around and kissed my nose. “But if it’s important to you, it’s important to me. How can I help?”
“Drive me to the store?”
“It would be my pleasure. But you need to relax a little, okay? Casey’s mother would be a fool not to be impressed by you. We’ll go now, and we’ll get everything you need.”
I felt how tight my shoulders were as he wrapped his arms around me for a hug. I tried to let the tension melt a bit as I leaned into him. “You’re right. Of course you’re right. I just feel like I’m wound so tight. I wish we did have time to play tonight. It always helps me… relax.”
He cast me a wicked grin, that smile I couldn’t help but love. “If we’re going to the store, you definitely have time to play, kitten. What’s that human expression about two birds and one stone?”
“What did you have in mind?”
“You’ll see.” I took his hand and he led me to the bedroom.
The grocery store was unusually empty for a weekend. I was glad. No one should have been able to tell there was a the plug in my ass, but I didn’t want to take any chances. God forbid anyone accidentally brush against me. It felt like every inch of my skin was buzzing, and little sparks of magic burst off my skin like little electrical shocks.
“Viiiictor…” I whined, as he stopped to inspect some apples. “Come on. You don’t even eat.”
“Suuuummmmer…” His sing-song voice mocked me. “Just because I don’t have to eat doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy eating. Maybe I want some fresh fruit to take home.”
He put his hand in his pocket and I whimpered softly as the the buzzing feeling on my skin turned to real buzzes inside of me. Yeah, I was really glad the store was unusually empty for a Sunday evening.
“What’s the matter, kitten? Do you want to go home?”
“No.” I took a breath and a wobbling step down the aisle. “I have ingredients to get.”
He held out his arm, that wicked smile still on his face. He leaned down to whisper in my ear as I took his arm. “You’re being such a good girl for me. Fuck, I can smell how wet you are already. Forget the fruit. I know exactly what I’m going to enjoy eating when we get home.”
I felt my face get hot, but I couldn’t help but giggle. I picked out a bag of lemons and put them in the cart, and almost got the bag of oranges too just for good measure, but nearly dropped to my knees as I felt the buzzing grow faster.
“Choose carefully, kitten. Every time you add another item to the cart, I’m increasing the intensity or speed. You better only get what you really need.”
“You love it.”
We walked down the aisles, gathering ingredients. Victor chuckled whenever my nails dug into his arm. He reached down to cup my ass, and I felt him change from straight buzzing to a pattern.
“Is that the one you like?” I asked, my voice a breathy pant.
“Mmm, that’s the one, kitten.”
“Will you hand me that box of baking soda from the bottom shelf?”
“No,” he said, laughter in his words. He gave my bottom a pat. “I think you can get it.”
I bent over, keenly aware of his eyes on me and trying to keep my face blank. It was all I could do to keep from cumming right there in Aisle 4.
“Maybe you should,” he growled in my ear as I stood upright. “Your face might not betray you, but your thoughts might as well be screaming at me. You want to cum for me, don’t you? You want to cum right here in the middle of the grocery store.”
“Yes,” I whispered back in a low moan. “Please…”
“Not yet. Soon. I promise. Be a good girl and finish your shopping. I know you can wait. You can wait for me, can’t you?”
I took a deep breath and a step forward, reaching for something else on the shelf. “Yes, sir. Yes, I can.”
He raised an eyebrow as I put a bag of flour in the cart. “That’s not on your list, is it?”
“No,” I said, trying not to react as the buzzing got more intense. Fuck, that felt good. I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. “But someone I know likes cookies. And that someone is worth an extra item in my cart.”
His eyes sparkled, going pin-prick white for just a second before shifting back to normal. “Good girl. My good girl.”
I added a container of ground ginger to the cart. “Can that be a freebie?”
“Good try,” he said with a smirk, pressing the controller button.
By the time we got to the checkout counter, the plug was throbbing inside me. I was sure the cashier could hear the buzzing, but if he did, he certainly didn’t get paid enough to care. I held on to Victor’s arm as he all but carried me to our SUV and threw the bags in the back. He opened the back door.
The door was barely closed behind us and Victor was ripping my jeans to my ankles. I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me, hard.
“I must have you. Now.”
“Please. Please fuck me.”
“Fuck, kitten. You’re so wet, your panties are drenched. Do you have any idea how hot you are?”
His tongue licked up my slit and I bucked my hips to his face. He parted my lips with his fingers and didn’t hesitate. The plug in my ass was still buzzing, and I screamed as he sucked on my clit, hard.
“Victor, I’m going to…”
“Not yet,” he growled, pushing my thighs wide apart. “Not fucking yet. I need to take you first. I need to feel you come around my cock.”
His teeth descended and his eyes turned white. He bit my thigh hard, and I cried out as he drank, trying hard to hold back my orgasm. “Please, Victor. Please. Fuck me. I can’t last. Please fuck me. Please.”
He unzipped his pants, allowing his hard cock to spring free, and thrust into me, hard. Once, twice, three times. Each thrust, he pulled almost completely out and slammed into me, making me choke on my gasps. “You’re mine. Say it.”
“I’m yours. I’m all yours. Fuuuuuck. Don’t stop. I’m yours.” The words tumbled from my lips like I didn’t own them, like a spell falling out of me. I felt my magic surging through me and screamed as he turned the vibrations up as high as they would go.
“Cum for me. Now. Cum hard.”
I screamed, magic bursting from me and engulfing us. My whole body throbbed as I came, and Victor roared, cumming hard inside me.
“Fuck, kitten,” he said, collapsing on top of me and gently pulling my plug out. “Fuck.”
I wrapped my arms around him, nuzzling his neck. “Please tell me that felt as good for you as it did for me.”
“You have no idea. When you do that, it’s like your soul is sucking an orgasm out of me. Fuck that feels good. I need to taste you.”
I felt him bite my neck and suck gently. It always hurt a little at first, but then a wave of euphoria washed over me. I ran my fingers through his hair as he drank.
“Just make sure you save a little room for cookies, okay?”
He pulled back and smiled at me. “Gingerbread?”
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