Diedrek

I know I need to stop kissing her right now. It's important, she hasn't grown up in our world. She knows nothing about our mating bond, or why she is feeling this way. I just cannot seem to stop, instead I find myself moving her body so she's laying along the couch, with me on top of her.

Her hands have made their way into my hair, mine are under her shirt feeling her bare skin. Little bumps are forming along her stomach and back. I can feel them below my fingertips. Little moans are coming out of her mouth, making me hard as stone.

With a mind of its own my hips begin to rub against her leg, making her spread them so I can move my body in between them. When I begin rubbing her center with mine her head falls back on a long moan. She's driving me wild with need, with every little noise she makes.

I move my face down to her neck, and simply breathe in her essence. Her hair smells heavenly. Opening my eyes, I watch her. Studying every facial expression she makes, with all my movements along her body.

Her eyes are closed, her mouth is open, and she has the most beautiful look of ecstasy on her face. I want to make her feel the most extravagant she has ever felt before.

Knowing just how to do that, I bring my lips to her neck and kiss her there. She begs for more. Obliging her, I kiss and lick up and down her neck. When I make it to her collar bone, I nibble just a bit. She really likes that; her hands are the telling sign of that.

They are moving along my back, and she's pulling my body closer. I take it one step further and bite along her neck. Forcing little spouts of gibberish from her mouth. I can't make out a word of what she's saying except for her begging for more, and whisper moaning the word yes.

Her show of affection makes my canines elongate. I scrape them briefly along her skin, watching her face. To look for any signs I'm going too far with her. She gives a moaning yes, and her hips rub along mine. I do it again, and again, making her hips move faster.

I honestly can't fight it much longer; I scrape them along her throat and find myself licking the vein in her neck. "Please, harder. Give me more." She begs.

Her words are my undoing. I lick my lips before sinking my teeth into her. She screams, not in fear but in throws of passion. I know as her blood enters my mouth; she has had the second orgasm in her life. As I suck her blood increasingly into my mouth, enjoying her flavor, she moans louder and louder. Moving her hips faster against mine.

When her hands make their way to my shoulder I pull back. Looking down into her face, I see she's coming down from the feeling of my bite. Looking at her neck, I see the puncture marks and the little bit of blood left there. I lick the wound, healing it with my tongue.

Licking my lips clean, enjoying the last of her essence, I back away from her. She unravels her legs from around my hips, I was so caught in the moment I didn't even realize they were there. Sitting on the cushion, away from her, I sit back and relax. Enjoying the aftereffects of what just transpired between us.

Enjoying the moment of euphoria, before she opens her eyes and looks at me with disgust. Feeling disappointed in herself for giving into what we are once again.

Sure enough, the moment her eyes are fully open, she moves her entire body to the opposite side of the couch. Bringing her knees towards her chest she folds into herself. Holding onto them for dear life.

"What we just did, isn't bad. It's a good thing." Her eyes shoot daggers my way.

"How can me allowing a vampire to bite me, and suck my blood into his body be a good thing? I am no better than the human blood slaves you have here. The ones who willingly give their blood in trade for better lives." She closes her eyes and covers her face with her hands in mortification.

"My uncle, cousins, and friends would be so angry at me. They wouldn't want to look at me. Wouldn't want to set their eyes on me ever again. I can never go back because of this." She cries.

I don't really know what to do at the moment, I've never been in this situation before. Women don't normally cry around me. Winging it, I scoot my body closer to her, and place my hand on her head. "It's okay, this is your new home, here with me."

She pulls away from me and stands up. Pacing the floor before me she says, "This is not my home. You are a stranger. A vampire, my enemy. This is not right. I have spent my entire life fighting your kind. Learning to fight, to kill when it's necessary."

She stops pacing, and looks at me, "Now because of some stupid hormonal mating bond, I have been reduced to a pitiful, diminishing girl. Someone I do not recognize nor care for. So, unless you can stop me from feeling this strange way around you, and fix me, I don't want to have anything to do with you." She turns away from me and crosses her arms over her chest.

Her little speech should make me want to comfort her. To explain to her all the things, she's confused about. Tell her why she is feeling and acting this way, but I'm a vampire. The most powerful one to date, and I do not have the patience for this.

Utterly refusing to take attitude such as hers, I stand abruptly and make my way to the door. "We will discuss these matters later when you have calmed down." Opening the door, I turn toward her.

She's now looking at me with saddened eyes, "I know you're confused, scared, and disappointed in yourself. But you will not speak to me in this way again or I will punish you in the most delicious way possible." Glaring at her, I study her delectable body she has been teasing me with for the last twenty-four hours.

"The only reason I do not show you this now is you're clearly not ready for what I have to offer. Don't tempt me, Angel!" I slam the door closed and make my way to the training room.

Looking towards the guards I tell them to get Darius "Make sure he changes into fighting clothes. I have a lot of aggression that needs to be let out."

I can't work this frustration out with my little temptresses body, then I'll do it the old fashion way. Beating the hell out of my best friend.