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Winter

"Don't move , you stay right there" Rowan says after another round of sex , and I smile at him from his bed, with a heavy sigh and nod. 

"Yes sir" I say teasingly and he snaps his fangs at me. They retract and he watches as I my thighs push together.

"Hurry up and get back here" I say and he grins, retracting them back, licking his teeth and then leaving the room. 

I lay there, extending my hands up above me, stretching my toes to points, muscles in my body stretching, little bones cracking and I moan at how good it feels. 

I search the bed for my escaped hair tie that Rowan pulled from my hair when it had pretty much already fallen out. I finger comb my hair slightly as I push it all up to the top of my head and put it into a bun that probably looks fucking hideous, but Rowan has seen me far worse, plenty of times.

It's only minutes before the door opens and he's carrying a serving tray.

"Sit up." he says and I push up without protest. 

"You're so bossy." I tease and he smirks and then walks over, setting the tray over my lap. I was naked, but the covers were over my lap. 

"I need you to eat something, and drink something." he says. 

"Rowan I'm not even hungry" I say. He gives a slightly pinch of his brows. 

"I heard your stomach. Yes you are." he says. 

I blink at him. 

"This whole vampire hearing thing...is a little annoying." I say and he shrugs. 

"Deal with it mortal." he says and I scrunch my nose and he looks me in the eyes, both of us staring back at one another , and I feel the burn everywhere, and feel the pull, the need for more of him. 

I flinch and gasp when he's off the bed, and across the room in a split second, a blur as he moves quickly. 

"You need to eat." he says. 

"I...why did you just..." I stammer, still never used to how fast they can move. 

"Because I'm going to throw that fucking tray off the bed and take you again when you look at me like that." he growls, fangs snapping and he curses. 

"Rowan." I half moan as I bite my lip. 

"Winter" he groans. 

"I'm not...hungry...rowan" I say as I push the tray forward and then turn onto my knees and crawl to the edge of the bed with a little grin on my face. 

"You need to eat" he growls. 

"I promise not to starve to death....get over here" I say and rub my hand on the covers. 

He just stares and I cock my brow.

"If you're not gonna give it to me, maybe I'll have to go find ano-"

I scream at how fast Rowan flies to me, throws me onto my back and with one swoop of his arm sends the tray flying against the wall, bowl of fruit and glass of water splashing and clattering to the floor. 

My heart is beating so fast and his jaw is set, fangs out and , he's between my legs, his hands pinning my wrists and then....

"oh god" I arch my back as he sinks into me slowly. 

"I dont want to hear you even joke about another having you.....because...it's not...fucking funny...you're mine" he growls. 

"uh huh" I nod. "Im yours Rowan" my eyes fluttering as he thrusts in and out of me, as if every stroke he gives is magic.

"You're mine" he growls again.

"I'm yours" I cry and then let out a tiny yelp as he thrusts harder into me, and I curse as my head pushes back hard and his cock pushes deep into me and it's like a drug, that takes over my body when he's inside me, making me give myself to him, wanting to fall at my knees and worship him for how good it feels to be fucked by him. I wouldnt dare ask right now, but it made me wonder, would it feel this good with any vampire? Or was it the fact it was him, that I'd been wanting him in secret for so long? That fact that it was him and me and maybe against all I've ever let myself believe, that maybe, we we're meant to be. 

"please" I moan. "Please dont stop" I beg as he gives long hard thrusts, going slow, knocking his hips against me , hovering over me, his eyes all over me, my face, my neck, my breasts, my stomach and where our bodies between at our hips. 

"oh god, it's so good" I cry, arching my back. 

"it's so good Rowan" I writhe and buck up into him. 

"harder" I whimper. 

A low growl comes from him and instead of going harder he slows even further, his cock not hitting deep anymore and I whimper louder.

"Rowan!" I cry. 

"Shhhhhhh" he whispers against my neck and his fangs skirt over the skin and I hiss on an inhale, my body lighting up with goosebumps, prickling up and down my arms, my back, my chest and my legs, everywhere.

"do it" I breathe. 

"please" I clench around him and he groans. 

"not like this...i'll lose control" he groans. 

"I dont care" I cry, the lust blinding me and taking any common sense with it. 

"well i rather like you alive" he growls at me. 

I dig my nails into his back and he groans loudly. 

"Fucking bite me!" I cry and he thrusts so fucking hard into me,  I scream, and then his fangs, slicing into my skin at my neck, he sinks them deep. The pain lights up my skin for a brief moment, and then the burning is gone, and there's nothing but pure unimaginable bliss. 

I grab his hair and I groan as he thrusts again, and again, his mouth latched to my neck as my eyes flutter and I cum hard on Rowans cock, my body doesnt even feel like my own. With an angry growl, his mouth leaves my neck, and I'm in a haze, as my hips are grabbed, pulled upward and Rowan fucks me hard and fast. I cum again. Unable to speak, unable to barely register anything other than the amount of pleasure that is building, as if it's too much for my body to hold, and I might fucking explode. 

I can feel the blood trickling on the side of my neck, and I know he hasn't taken too much, and know that I'm only slighty fuzzy and warm because of the orgasm or all orgasms that this man just fucking gave me. 

"I cant...stop...fucking you" he groans and I still cant even form words, Im drunk on the bite of his fangs, whatever fucking magic is in their fangs, that has me so fucking high on pleasure. 

From behind. On my side. On my back again. Cowgirl. Reverse Cowgirl, then on my back again. Rowan takes me every which way on the bed as my body is just a buzzing pleasure factory and I cum so fucking easy, again and again, screaming out my bliss each time. Barely able to ride the man when he insists. 

I lose track of the orgasms, lose track of time and my ability to fucking form a coherent sentence, mumbling nonsense when Rowan collapses beside me, tugging me against him, curling up behind me and laying his tongue over where he bit me, and i feel the skin pinch shut, and heal, as he licks the dried blood there, cleaning me up as I just lay there, dazed and drunk on the sex, unable to move or speak. 

All I can do is whimper, moaning slightly when I feel his cum leaking from me and over my thighs. 

"Now. You have to eat." he says. 

I grumble.

"Sleep" I protest. 

"Later." he argues. 

"We have to clean you up. And feed you, and get you something to drink." he says and licks at my neck still and I hum.

"I need you to feed yourself, and drink something....so I can fuck you with my fangs in your neck again later. " he says and that makes me jerk up and laughs. 

"that's all you had to say" I say and brush my messy hair back and he laughs, sitting up and kissing my bare shoulder. 

"Get your clothes on, and we can go downstairs" 

"You ripped my leggings, remember?" I ask and he hums. 

"So I did." he says and gets up and I watch his naked form walk to his closet, pulling out a pair of black joggers. Turning and tossing them to me. 

"Here. Wear those." 

"I still have your other ones at my house" I say. 

He shrugs. "You can keep them."

I smile. "Good, cause they're comfy" I say as I walk to the bathroom and close the door to pee and clean myself up, rolling my eyes, knowing how loud I must be. 

"So ...is everything just always loud?" I ask over the sound of myself peeing. 

A small chuckle comes from the other side of the door. 

"No." he says. "I can tune into things...focus on things further away, block out other noises." 

"Can you tune out me peeing?" I ask as I finish and wipe myself. 

He laughs. "I could." 

"did you?" I ask and he just laughs again.

"No."

"Weirdo" I answer him and he laughs.

"It's a natural thing, plus, I have to make sure you're taking care of yourself and going after sex" he says.

"Im not a puppy, I dont need you to monitor when I use the restroom" I argue. 

"Regardless, you are mine, and I will monitor everything that involves you." he says a bit gruffly. I roll my eyes. 

"whatever" I sigh and flush and then walk to the sink to wash my hands. The door opens and he walks in and I want to give him a bratty little look for just opening the door and walking in but he standing there in gray sweat pants, hands ontop of the door frame and looking at me naked. I swallow. 

"Yeah, why don't we just..." he walks in, pulling the front of his sweat pants down. 

"Rowan" I breathe his name as he pushes against me from behind. 

"Do you want this Winter?" he asks, mouth to my ear and my pussy aches and I nod.

"Yes, I want this"