VAMPIRE TEMPTATION

Take Me

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Ruby

I close the front door behind me and glance hopefully into the lounge.

Maybe today, things will be different.

“Hey, Kelly,”

“Hello, Ruby.”

My heart sinks. His voice is cold, and he turns away, not looking at me. It’s been two weeks since he got back, and things between us are still horrible.

He looks at me like I’m betraying him every time I leave for work.

“I try again. “How was your day?”

“Fine, thank you.”

I wince. We could cut the tension in the air with a knife. “I was thinking of making steak for supper.”

“I’ve already eaten, thank you.”

Steak is Kelly’s favorite. If he’s turning it down, he must be even angrier than I realized.

I go to sleep alone in the master bedroom that night. Kelly has been sleeping in the guest room. Loneliness threatens to overcome me.

Is there any point in staying with him when things are like this? I love him, but I don’t think he loves me anymore. Are we both just torturing ourselves here?

Amelia is in a particularly good mood at work the next day. It’s the day after the mysterious ritual, which always seems to leave half the office grinning.

I keep my head down, just trying to get through the day, doing my best to keep my mind off Kelly.

Just after lunch, Klaus calls me into his office.

“Ruby, please make an appointment with Mr. Joe for next week. Monday, if you can manage it.

“Yes,”

I know I should go, but my feet seem to be glued to the ground. Klaus grows in my vision until he’s all I can see.

I miss being touched. Kelly hasn’t touched me since our fight.

I remember the last time with Klaus, the wild pleasure that blocked out all else.

Before I can think better of it, I start taking my clothes off. Klaus stands up and takes a step back, apparently alarmed.

“What are you doing?”

“Take me, Klaus.”

“Put your clothes back on.”

I might be discouraged if I didn’t see the desire in his eyes.

I go over to his desk and position myself the same way I did the last time, with my torso flat against it and my ass sticking up in the air, ready for the taking.

“You have a boyfriend.”

I shake my head sadly. “I don’t think I do.”

Kelly and I are still living together, but are we together? I don’t think things between us can be fixed.

Ruby, you’re not yourself. You-“I wriggle myself forward into a more enticing position. As I do, I wedge my stomach on top of something sharp.

I yelp and reach underneath myself, pulling out a pair of scissors. I’m bleeding a little, but it doesn’t seem too bad. I dismiss the minor wound.

Klaus is still behind the desk, facing me. As I toss the scissors aside, his eyes follow them for a moment before coming back to me. His nostrils flare, almost as if he can smell the blood. That’s not possible, of course, not for such a tiny amount of blood.

A wild look comes into Klaus’s eyes. I can see it when he loses all self-control.

He strides around the desk, grabbing my ass. His fingers are so tight they’re almost painful, but it’s perfect.

Klaus thrusts one finger into me, testing and stretching my pussy. Instead of taking me from behind like he did last time, he spins me around.

I don’t manage to get my feet under me in time, but it doesn’t matter. Klaus steadies me as I get my balance.

I don’t keep it for long. He kisses me, deep and hot and fast. Our tongues clash together as need overtakes us.

I can feel the bulge of his cock against my leg. His arms around my waist are taking a lot of my weight, leaving me feeling like I’m floating. I reach down, rubbing the bulge.

Klaus moans into the kiss, changing the angle to make it even deeper. I can barely snatch a breath between kisses, but I don’t carAt At this moment, I feel like I need Klaus more than I need air.

I reach under his shirt, letting my fingers roam over his skin. He does the same, touching my stomach and then my breasts.

My thighs are damp as the wetness from my pussy leaks down. I need Klaus to fill the aching emptiness inside me. I manage to undo his pants, letting his cock spring free.

“Down on the ground.”

I yield to the pressure on his shoulders, kneeling in front of him. I know what he wants, and I’m right behind him.

I take his cock into my mouth. The taste of his precome is different from anything I’ve tasted before. I can’t quite put my finger on it.

I suck eagerly, encouraged by the soft noises Klaus is making. He’s clearly trying hard to be quiet, but every now and then a gasp or a moan makes it through his control. I love that I’m making him lose control.

His hips start stuttering as he gets close. I suck harder, taking him as deep as I can. I can’t wait to have him come down my throat.

Klaus grabs my head and pulls me off. I barely have time to experience confusion before he pulls me to my feet and spins me around again.

He presses me against the wall. I turn my head to the side so that I can breathe.

Fuck, this is even hotter than the desk.

I spread my legs as Klaus puts a finger once more in my pussy. I stick my ass out as much as I can, but Klaus doesn’t seem to have any trouble finding the right angle.

He bends his legs slightly and gets his cock under me, sliding effortlessly into my pussy. He keeps one hand to my back, keeping me pressed close up against the wall.

His hips snap back and forth. His cock moving in and out of my pussy is the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life.

I only realize I’m grunting with each thrust when Klaus puts a hand over my mouth, stopping much sound from coming out.

I can’t reach my clit as Klaus pounds me into the wall, but it doesn’t matter. I’ve never come before without some kind of pressure on my clit, but my body is in a headlong rush determined to prove me wrong.

I scream into Klaus’s hand as I come. He seems to have been waiting for me, as he comes to at almost the same time.

My legs are weak with pleasure, and if it wasn’t for the wall, I’d probably fall over Klaus pulls out and makes sure I’m not going to fall before going to his clothes.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Wait. Come… come and lie with me.”

The floor isn’t the best place to cuddle, but I’m willing to make do.

“He smirks at me. “You should get back to work.”

I’m disappointed, but I can hardly complain of lack of cuddles when the sex was that good. I get dressed and make sure my clothes and hair are in order before leaving.

Half of the office seems to know what I just did, judging by their looks. I keep my head high.

They can’t possibly know. The walls are thick, and Klaus made sure we weren’t that noisy.

Amelia comes to perch on my desk. I glare at her knowing smile. “Has Mr. Joe called yet?” I make it clear from my tone that I want to discuss work and nothing else.

“Not yet, but I can give him another call if you want?”

Yes, please.”

I know I need to get my head back to work, but it’s hard when I’m bombarded by thoughts of Klaus. Despite how arrogant and annoying he is, I think I might actually be developing feelings for the guy.

Shit.

It’s probably just the after-sex hormones. It’s not actual feelings.

I cling to that thought, not wanting to face my own mental scolding for the idea of falling for someone like Klaus.

He’s not even nice, for fuck’s sake!

Amelia brushes her hair behind her ears, and I see something on her neck. “Em, what’s that?”

Oh! It’s nothing.”

She pulls her hair over the mark, but not before I get a good look at the two puncture wounds. It looks like a bite mark.

“Did someone hurt you?” I lower my voice. Was it someone here?”

No one hurt me, Ruby. Everything is fine.”

If everything is fine, why does she sound so nervous?

She clearly doesn’t want me to make a fuss, so I let her go without further questioning but I find myself looking carefully around the office.

I don’t know why I suspect someone here did that to Amelia, but I do.

Exactly how much can I trust the people I’m working with?