Heirot

Tenele moaned against his mouth, one arm sliding around his neck to draw him closer. Her body arched up, slick and wet against him. She tilted her head back, the water pattering across her face as she closed her eyes and let out a happy sigh.

Vlad snaked his arms under her knees and beneath her butt and hoisted her up, standing with her against his hips in the water stream. He leaned back against the wall while supporting her in the air. His lips met hers again, and his desire pressed up against her firmly.

Tenele tangled her legs around his waist, kissing him with wild abandon. "Never leave me," she whispered to him, trailing kisses along his jaw. "Never, ever, ever." She took his mouth again, cupping his face in her hands.

"I will not," he breathed softly beside her ear. "I am yours forever." He eased his body inside hers, joining slowly as he matched her breathing. His strong arms supported her weight effortlessly as he slid in and out of her. A low moan purred from his throat.

Tenele kissed his neck and shoulder, moaning softly against his skin. It shouldn't have impressed her that he could hold her weight and maintain a steady consistent rhythm, since after all he was supernaturally strong, but it did. She was feather light and delicate in his grasp, and he held her as such. Her arms twined around his neck, her breath washing hot against his skin.

Vlad took his time, enjoying the slick heat of her body mixed with the hot water running over and between them. He savored every movement and every sound she made. His own occasional sighing breaths escalated gradually into urgent moans. He lifted her slightly to deepen each thrust, his senses whirling with the feel of her.

Tenele groaned, her legs and arms clenching tighter around him. She kissed him passionately, running fingers through his hair. She arched against him, her fingers fisting in his hair at the back of his head. "Vlad..."

The vampire felt out the pace that seemed to work for her best and then matched it, driving deeper. His lips brushed along her shoulder and up to her neck, need rising inside him. He wanted to be in her, to be part of her in every way. As a vampire, that included this type of connection. But there was nothing ravenous about the way he bit her today. He bit her the same way he'd washed her earlier, full of intimacy and care. He groaned softly as he slid his fangs into her neck, painless and seductive, and poured every ounce of magic he knew into her, showing her his need, his ecstasy, and his love. He let her feel how much he needed to be joined with her, and the sense of her sweet blood running over his tongue nearly brought him to climax right there. He held it back, wanting to have that moment with her, but it took effort. He slowed slightly, gasping against her neck while his body begged to finish what he'd started.

Tenele shook, crying out against the skin of his shoulder as she felt his power wash through her. She called his name again as she fell over that edge, falling hard and fast. When it was over she collapsed against him, heaving breath. She listened to his breathing, to the sound of the water splashing around them, and the birds outside the window. Contentment flooded her, her body relaxing in his grip.

Vlad's control burst apart as he felt her completion. He heaved a groan, pushed deep, and lost himself in the confusing blend of their minds. He leaned a little heavier against the wall, his legs relaxing along with the rest of him. He withdrew his teeth and ran his tongue along her neck in light, smooth licks, cleaning and claiming her with each stroke. His euphoric state made him want to murmur every mushy love-addled thought that ran through his mind as he held her against him. Fortunately or unfortunately, their link broadcast such things between them and left him without much of a choice.

He stepped forward into the water, rinsing the sweat from their bodies, and gently separated her from him to return her to the ground. "Feel clean now?" He teased, reaching out toward the faucet handle with a questioning look.

Tenele nodded, her cheeks flushed. "Yes," she told him with a smile. "Very clean." She stepped out of the water and grabbed towels off the wall for the both of them, handing one to him once the water was off and wrapping the other around herself. She enjoyed the feel of him in her mind, the comfort of his presence running through her.

She dried her silver hair, on another towel and then left it hanging by the door.

"I feel like lying in the sun," she told him with a smile, kissing his lips and leaving the bathroom.

The maids were gone, and their bed was fixed and ready to be slept in that night. She passed it by and went through the sheer curtains to the lounge on the balcony. Tenele dropped the towel and lay face down across the length of it, resting her hands on a pillow at the end.

Vlad followed behind her and relaxed on his side next to her, pressing his chest to her side as he curled against her. He propped up on his elbow and traced his fingers faintly along the edges of her bruised back, buzzing with the feel of her still inside him. Yet again, he was beyond words with her, so he just stroked her skin lightly and enjoyed the dry breeze. The sun was too bright for him, but perfect for her, which helped to cancel out the discomfort in his garnet eyes. He burrowed his nose between the cushion and her shoulder, shading himself, and began to feel tempted to fall asleep again.

Tenele shared his sentiments concerning sleep. She fought it as best she could, but his light figure work on her back was too comforting and she hadn't slept much. She dozed off, despite the threat of possible sunburn.

Vlad slept long and deeply at his wife's side, until the glare of the setting sun next to their balcony finally pulled him awake. He opened his eyes and sat up next to her, sliding his hand along her bare side. Leaning across her, he blew gently across her ear.

Tenele groaned, blinking her eyes open. She rolled over onto her side facing him. She stretched out her hand, cupping the side of his face. She leaned in and kissed him, drawing back with a smile. "That was a nice nap," she whispered. She curled her leg over his and wrapped an arm around his middle, drawing herself closer to him.

"Can I call Knight tonight to thank him for what he did?" she asked him with a smile. "I didn't really get to give him a proper thank you."