Allure Of The Night

Eve sighed in his arms, feeling his lips leaving kisses on her neck, and she finally turned around before they came face to face. With her hands wounding around his neck, they kissed again. Vincent had her lay back on her back, as he wanted her first time to be pleasant and comfortable, while he watched her.

Coming to lay next to Eve with his upper body raised, Vincent traced her flushed skin with his hand until it reached between her legs. A quiet sigh escaped her parted lips when he ran his finger on the wet lips.

"Ah..." Eve moaned when Vincent pushed his finger into her wet sex.

During the entire time, Vincent kept his eyes on Eve's expression. He watched the swirl of pleasure in her eyes, and when her eyebrows furrowed, he said, "You are tight and need to be stretched before I enter you. I don't want you to be in pain." Vincent's passionate and intense kisses turned tender and sweet, while he took care of her.

When he felt Eve had turned accustomed to his finger, he used another one finger and watched her eyebrows draw closer, "Is it hurting?"

Noticing him ready to pull his fingers out, Eve quickly shook her head. A soft smile graced her lips, "Thank you for being considerate."

Vincent leaned forward and pressed his lips on her forehead, "Only for you," and Eve's heart skipped a beat.

Once Eve was used to his two fingers, Vincent added a little more speed by moving them in and out of her warm and wet sex. As she was excited, the wetness made it easier for her to adjust to his fingers. Soon he came to sit between her legs, watching her eyes half open.

It was then did Eve's eyes fall on his hardened manhood. She understood why Vincent was taking time to prepare her.

When Vincent felt Eve was ready, he pulled out his fingers and caught hold of his member, positioning it in front of her wet sex. He leaned towards her, caressing her face with his other hand, he said,

"It will be a little uncomfortable in the beginning, but I promise it will get better with time."

Eve nodded, and when she felt his member rubbing against her wet sex, it felt far away from being uncomfortable. He repeated the action, and she threw her head back, realising at the back of her mind how addictive the feeling she felt was.

Vincent's free hand came to settle on her waist, and he used the other to continue to guide his member against her intimate part. The action of rubbing her was driving him insane, as he couldn't wait to enter her and he clenched his jaw. And when he did enter her, Eve cried out for only Vincent and the walls of his room to hear,

"AHH!"

Eve gasped and gripped the bedsheet in her hands, feeling him pushing himself further into her until he was completely in, and they became one.

"Fuck, you are too tight, Eve," Vincent gritted his teeth.

Though knowledgeable in most subjects, Eve wondered if she made it hard for Vincent and apologised, "I am sorry."

Vincent, who had drowned himself in her, snapped back at her words, turning confused for a moment before it dawned on him, and he chuckled. He remarked,

"What are you apologising for, you silly girl? You being this tight, you don't know the pleasure I feel," and he kissed the tip of her nose. "Are you alright?" He asked her, wanting to make sure she was fine.

Eve's heart immediately warmed up at Vincent's concerned words. She nodded, "I am."

She watched and felt how Vincent carefully loved her so that she could easily accommodate all of him. She felt his hardened manhood throbbing inside her, and with every pull and push, she felt him hit a sweet spot.

"..." Her lips parted, with fog escaping from her lips.

Vincent's face was inked in pleasure, his hands digging into her waist while he manoeuvred their pleasure. There was something very inherent in his eyes, and he looked as if he was ready to devour her tonight.

"AH!" Eve cried when Vincent increased the pace of his hip movements as he thrust inside her.

Her moans and sighs were music to Vincent's ears, and the more he heard it, the more he wanted to hear it. Her voice got louder and louder with every thrust, and soon grunts escaped from the pureblooded vampire's lips as he took the reins of her body.

When Vincent leaned towards Eve, she let go of the bedspread that she had been gripping until now and reached out to him, placing her hands on his shoulders. The intensity of the way they both moved increased, and before another moan escaped her lips, he kissed her lips and ate up her cries.

Breaking away from the kiss, Eve panted for air. She watched Vincent's breath turn heavy as he continued to move in and out of her. He then pulled himself out and then pushed right into her again,

"AH..!" Without pausing, Vincent continuously thrusted inside her, and watched her pant. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and when her arousal reached its peak, she cried out his name, "Vince!"

Eve came apart and melted in Vincent's arms, while her mind and body floated in the clouds. Her eyes stayed closed, and her chest heaving for air. Vincent soon followed her, as he hit his climax and released inside her.

Vincent breathed heavily. He watched Eve, whose body was humming in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Her body was spent. He pulled himself out of her, leaning forward, he pressed his lips against her forehead.

Eve smiled, feeling the tenderness in his kiss, which was in contrast to the rough movement of his hips. Her eyes fluttered open, and her blue eyes met his red ones.

"I love you, my beautiful girl," Vincent confessed to her, picking two strands of her hair stuck on her cheek.

"And I love you back," Eve replied, feeling her heart being filled up with warmth and love by him.

They stayed in bed for a couple more minutes, staring and smiling in each other's arms. After that, Vincent got down from the bed and carried Eve behind the wooden divider of the room, where the bathtub was, so they could clean themselves up. Once they dried themselves, he helped her wear his nightshirt, while he only wore his trousers before they returned to the bed.

"Come here," Vincent said, tugging Eve by her wrist and having them lay down on the bed. He pulled a blanket around them.

"Vince," Eve called him, and he hummed. She let him know, "Thank you for the birthday gift."

"You are very welcome," Vincent pulled her closer to him with a grin and added, "I am more than happy to gift you everyday."

"Of course, you are a wealthy man," Eve noted with a smile, and soon, a yawn escaped her lips.

Vincent couldn't help himself from kissing her again. He tucked her head below his chin, "Sleep well tonight without any worries, my beloved Eve."