Heirot

Vlad groaned, his breath melting into panting gasps. He forgot he was on his back. In fact, he forgot everything. He just had the overwhelming sense that this was right, and he was hers, and the tight heat surrounding him with pleasure was going to make him fly off into a million pieces. "Yes...Haah...fuck," he rocked his hips against her. He wanted to be inside her, but he might as well fight a landslide. His body cried out for her, rising higher with each caress of her lips. "No... mai..dengirl.... you're going to finish me," he panted.

Tenele drew away. She didn't want him to finish yet. She lifted her hands off of him, raking one of them across her mouth with a gleeful smile. "I'm sorry," she chuckled, kneeling next to him. "I grew carried away. I was enjoying your reaction to much." Her fingers played lightly along his side. She felt pride at bringing him so close, and at knowing that he was that dishevelled because of her. "Rest," she urged.

Vlad's pulsing member sat cool and stranded in the warm air. Vlad was wary to even touch it while his body felt this good. "Shit," he purred, stretching languorously against the sheets, making a show of his well defined body and the obscene hard-on she'd stranded him with. It took a full minute for him to calm down enough to sit up and kiss her. "I'll have to repay you for that," he hummed beside her ear.

Tenele shivered at his words. "I look forward to it," she replied, nipping at his shoulder before she sunk her teeth into his neck firmly. "If you can find the concentration." Even without her memories, she was just as vindictive in bed. She nuzzled his skin, wrapping her arms around him and her body flattened against his. She liked the feel of his hard muscle against her smooth skin.

Vlad succumbed to her inviting bite all too easily. He sucked in a small gasp and rocked forward over her, pinning her back to the sheets. His hard-on rubbed smooth and stiff against her stomach as he licked at her throat. "I love you," he purred. Her body felt perfect against his. He reached down to lift her knees up, drawing them wide. He rubbed against her in slow, teasing thrusts, not quite the right angle to enter, but more than enough contact to tease. "Tell me what you want, Maiden Girl," he whispered against her neck. Tell me how you want me. Say you can love me.

Tenele's breath quickened with anticipation. Tell me what you want... What did she want. Her hands wondered over him, up his chest, down to the organ that was teasing her. She dragged her nails against his skin and lifted her hips to rub herself against him. "I want you," she replied. She wanted him. The real him. All of him, whether it was scary or not. She cupped her hand over his cheek, lifting to kiss him. "All of you." Tenele curled an arm around his neck and lifted herself to his ear. "Show me everything. Let go. I will love you."

I have to love you. It is written in my soul... no matter if I remember it, or not. Even if you frighten me.

Vlad melted in the heat of those words. She would love him. She wanted him. She respected and feared him just enough, and wanted him just enough more. The things she did to his soul, his body...

"Yes, Tenele," he purred his compliance. A subtle shift of his hips put his huge organ directly against her, and he entered in a slow, luxurious thrust. He didn't spare her his full length. He buried himself to the hilt with a low moan, then drew back and thrust again, sweeping her into a slow, heavy rhythm.

"Mmmahh," she groaned. Tenele watched his body thrust into her, biting her bottom lip as she felt him buried so deeply within her. She soaked in every detail, from the expression on his face, to the way his muscles moved. "Take me," she murmured encouragingly. It felt so good to be one with him like this, and she knew from past experience that it would only get better.

The vampire leaned further forward, drawing her legs up toward her chest. She felt so amazing. He arched his neck and kissed her. His tongue explored her mouth while he pumped in a tightening rhythm, fully inside her and building in pressure. "When I'm with you right here, I can feel your pulse inside," he murmured. "Shall I match it?" He focused on the sensual, rapid beat of her heart and rose to the rhythm she set. It pulled a groan from his throat. It was already beating fast, and only getting faster.

"Ahh!" Tenele yelped as his pace quickened. His words made her moan. "Match it," she gasped. "Beat it." She was pinned by his weight and the position of her legs, but God's she didn't care. "Yes..." Her eyes sought him, wild and full of lust. "More." Tell me more.

Vlad embraced her body in a firm, secure grip and fell into her heart's rhythm, even though it kept accelerating like a runaway train. Every few seconds, he would break pace to pump into her, slow and deep, only to rise up again even faster. He heart was calling to him, drawing him deeper. He tilted his head against her neck, and nipped her there, a soft warning. "So good... Tenele... ha-ah!" he braced over her, struggling with the pace her heartbeat was setting. The friction was too good. Knowing he was exciting her, and that her excitement was driving his pace in turn, filled him with rapture. He was loving this game, as surely as he was about to be foiled by it. "My love," he moaned against her neck, licking and sucking at her skin. "

"Ah... hah!" Tenele's fingers dug into his arms. She turned her face into the pillow, showing him more of her slender neck. Her body bucked beneath him, or as much as it could in its current position. She was completely trapped, and while she thought it should frighten her, it didn't. She felt too good to be scared. "Nnn. You're so deep... It feels... Ah! I- Vlad! Gods!" Her body tightened around him. Her eyes open wide and wild.

Vlad grunted, spurred by her cries. He couldn't hold back any more. He nuzzled her neck and sank his fangs smoothly into her flesh. Her blood flooded his mouth, and tore a cry from him. *Tenele...-hah- You're too good -hah- I'm going to lose it.* The words were hardly necessary when his body was sending the same message, straight to hers. His soul was reaching out for hers, seeking all of her and nothing else. At least for that moment, she was his universe.

Tenele showed the first sign of hesitation she'd given all night when she felt his consciousness meld with hers. She wasn't afraid of it, not really. She was mostly unsure of it, and wondering somewhat nervously if they were alone this time.

But, she had little time to contemplate it as she felt his rapture just as much as she felt her own. But, it was slightly amplified. Everything he felt, she felt, and vice versa until it just spun and swirled into a chaotic storm of ecstasy that threatened to shatter her apart.

She cried out, holding fast and tight to him, her body clenching up as the pleasure rolled through her.

Vlad growled a few choice words as the storm swallowed him too. Inside his mind, he was screaming with ecstasy. The climax rocked through him until he was forced to slow down and give their hypersensitive bodies a rest.

Then came the part he'd both dreaded and longed for, for so long. The still, quiet peace of their joining. He withdrew from her neck and licked the wound with the patient love of a mother cat.