《Aphrodisiac ✔️(mikaelson soulmate)》Chapter L: Psychedelic
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Psychedelic. That's how it felt being half in control. Distorted sensory- intense. Euphoric. Like I was floating on a cloud of pleasure. Blood splattering on the walls, soaking through the wallpaper that seemed freshly placed this year. The screams of fear and pain floating through the air.
I was drenched in human blood. Kol had been leaning on a wall, watching me in my bloody antics. Watching as I used my own teeth to rip out throats or as my talons dug into their chest cavities and ripped out some vital organs. His eyes were gleaming with a childish excitement that could only rival that of a crowd during the showing of the newest Marvel Superhero movie.
My body was buzzing in pleasure. A dark lust shadowing over my soul as the blood dripped down my chin and mixed with the splatters that stained my chocolate skin from the dupes of my hand- or talon.
"My, my you are so sexy right now." Kol spoke up in a husky voice. His voice was dripping with desire. I snapped my eyes to look at him, spotting the smear of blood over his face.
Sirens are a tricky breed. We don't have a desire to drink blood like Vampires. But we have a bloodlust that is uncontrollable. The desire to rip the seven layers of skin apart and to roll around in the blood we had split.
My eclipse eyes studied his features. Taking in the ticks he displayed that proved his desire for me. Lips parted. Eyes darkened. The veins under his eyes showing how he was losing his control.
"Am I now?" I questioned as I made a step towards him slowly. Kol grinned as he took long strides to meet me. His hand raised and lightly ran his thumb over the streak of blood as his hand cupped my cheek.
"Oh no, my sweet Princess. You're more than sexy-" Kol leaned towards me as he took a shaky breath in. Inhaling the scent of blood and his mate. The most delicious smell he could ever think to be blessed with. "You are my Aphrodisiac." Kol captured my lips. His hand that wasn't on my cheek wound itself around my lower back before pulling me firmly to his chest. My chest tightened before I moved my hands up his chest to the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me as his lips claimed mine.
The taste of blood danced on my tastebuds as his tongue slid into my mouth and danced around. My fingers wrapping into the ends of his hair and tugging slightly, earning a growl from him. His tongue retreating only for his teeth to bite down on my bottom lip and pull gently. Breaking the thin skin that covered my lips, letting a drop of blood pull into his mouth. Before I knew it, my back hit a wall and Kol had begun to rip my top down the middle.
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I couldn't even begin to freak out over him as his hand found my breast, massaging it through my bra and pulling a moan from my throat. His lips left mine, moving vigorously down my neck. Teeth grazing. Kissing. Sucking along my skin. The heat flickering inside of me and spreading throughout my veins. His hand grazed along my side, pulling the heat with his touch towards my core.
"Kol..." I moaned as his hand slipped into my waistband. Kol let out a small purr of satisfaction as his fingers danced along my folds, pushing at my underwear to get what he wants. My lips parted to plead with him, beg for him to touch me further- but before even a breath could leave my lungs; he pushed his fingers into me. A shaky gasp left from my lips at the intrusion.
"Tell me, sweetheart-" Kol started as his fingers moved in and out of me at a slow pace. Teasing me with how slow he was going. "Does the sight of blood turn you on?" He grinned at me before leaning towards me and dragging his tongue along my cheek, cleaning the blood that was stained on my skin. I opened my mouth to answer, but a whimper left my lips in the place of words. "No need to answer-" He placed his lips near my ear, purring in pleasure. "I can feel how excited you truly are."
A moan left my lips at his words, his fingers curling into the soft spot inside of me and causing the moan to draw out into a gasping thrill. My hands left his hair to his shoulders, holding on so I didn't fall as my knees buckled. His thumb ran along the bundle of nerves as his fingers pressed inside of me.
"What is it, love?" Kol teasingly asked. His eyes, dark as they meet mine. "Want me to stop?" I couldn't even process his teasing as my hips jerked forward. Grinding against his fingers involuntarily. Kol was still grinning, proud of how I was reacting to him. "Going to fuck my fingers? What if somebody walks in here?" He cooed questioningly.
"I- I don't car-care." I moaned as my hips moved against him. His fingers continued to move slowly as his eyebrow raised.
"You don't? Well, how about I fuck you until you're screaming then?" His fingers pulled out of me causing me to whine at the lost of contact. His hands pushed my pants and underwear down, making them pool at my feet before I quickly stepped out of them, eagerly. Kol grinned before using his hand to quickly undo his own pants before lifting me up. My legs wrapped around him as he sunk into me.
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"Oooh, god." I mewled in satisfaction of being filled while Kol let out a groan.
"I could stay inside of you for an eternity and it still wouldn't be long enough." He admitted. His hands gripped at my hips, making sure he had control of our movements before he peeled my back from the wall. Thrusting up into me, a scream left my lips in surprise and pleasure. "That's it, love. Let's see if someone comes running up here-" He muttered before his hips moved quickly, thrusting at a speed I wasn't quite prepared for. His cock going deeper as he pushed inside of me.
The sounds that were leaving my lips were uncontrollable. Mewling and squealing. Moans and wails. My head lolled back at the pleasure building up inside of me. My body felt like it was on fire. Sweaty and buzzing in adrenaline. Kol was groaning every time he ventured deeper into me. My talons were digging deep into his shoulders, blood streaming out of his skin with every thrust.
Kol dug his fingers into my hips as he moved us. I heard a thud as he had pushed a dead body off the back of the blood stained sofa. Setting me down on the back so I was on it long ways, pushing me to lay back before pulling me closer to him. Grabbing my legs, he spreading them apart more and pushed my knees into my chest. A loud moan left my lips as he some how thrusted deeper into me.
My hands went to his hair as he leaned over me. His lips leaving open mouth kisses over my chest before my nipple was sucked into his mouth. My back arched as his cock twitched inside of me, my hips jerking and grinding against him as he held his hips still. Allowing me to take a bit of control. Pushing him to hit each wall in me before I began to squeeze around him.
Kol dragged his tongue along my body before his fangs poked at my stomach. My hands pulling at his hair in anticipation of his bite. But instead of biting me, he pulled back and lifted me back off the sofa and brought us to the cushions, sitting down with me straddling his lap. Not pulling out of me at all.
"Make yourself cum, Princess." Kol encouraged with a smirk. "Use me." My hands returning to his shoulders that were healed and stained with his own blood. Holding onto him as I moved my hips against him. A mixture of grinding and moving him in and out of me.
I leaned forward and caught his lips with mine. My tongue slid into his mouth instantly, tasting all the blood that had lingered on his tongue. Moaning as I pushed myself down on him, grinding my hips forward. My walls had been flexing in suspense of the upcoming orgasm. The friction rubbing against my clit as I moved against him made our lips part from each other and a moan vibrate out of my throat.
Kol connected his lips to my neck. Pull at the skin with his teeth before sinking deep into a bite. My blood pooling in his mouth as I screamed out in pleasure and pain. His hands holding onto my sides as if guiding me along him, which was a good thing as the knot of pleasure in my core snapped from the pressure buildup and my movements were paused as I embraced the toe curling, eye rolling high. Kol's fangs digging deeper into my skin. Moaning out as he lifted my hips up slightly and began to thrust up into me at a quick speed. My legs shaking as I sat on my knees, still in my orgasm.
"Oh- fuck!" I exclaimed as Kol moved quicker with his thrusts. His cock hitting the soft spot inside of me repeatedly. I leaned my face into his shoulder to try and contain my screams as he pushed me right back into another earth shattering orgasm. I was sure if there were other people here still alive, they had to of heard me before my teeth sank into Kol's shoulder. The scream of pleasure being muffled against him as his blood flowed freely into my mouth and down my throat.
Kol groaned against me as his hips jutted up once more before he pulled me down over him hard as he filled me with the warmth of his climax. I felt Kol's hips twitch up a bit, like an aftershock before he pulled his fangs from my neck. We both looked at each other with a satisfied grin until we heard footsteps as if coming towards us. Kol moved quickly in pulling my pants back on me and tying my ripped shirt in the center to be a crop top now.
"Look alive, sweetheart, we have company." Kol joked as he pulled his pants back on. A scream sounding from behind us as someone entered the room. Let the games resume.
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