“
Sara, baby, I need you. But I don’t want to hurt you. Help me to come, touch me like before. I need to come on you, honey.”
She reached for him, pulling him closer to the edge of the bed. When she wrapped her small hand around him, he jerked hard. Christ, she was hot, he thought. As his knees wobbled a bit, he leaned hard into her hand. His weight toppled him on top of her and onto the bed.
“
Baby, I’m sorry, I can’t wait any longer. I need to fill you; I need to be inside of you.”
“
Thank goodness! Please, hurry Aaron. Hurry before I have to hurt you.”
As a sudden chuckle left his mouth, he moved up her body, tasting as he went, nipping at her flesh here and there, driving her need higher with each touch of his mouth. Her body was taut. He could tell she was close, and this time, when she came, he was going to be deep inside of her.
“
Please, Aaron, now, please. I want you, I want you now.”
“
Baby, please don’t move. I’m barely hanging on here. Give me a minute.” His cock was at the mouth of her core. He could feel her heat pulling at him. He knew that he needed to go carefully into her or he would surely hurt her.
“
Aaron, if you don’t move inside of me, I may stake you yet, I swear it.”
Aaron laughed. “This is not a time to be cracking jokes, love. I don’t want to hurt you and all I can think about is slamming my cock hard into you, taking you and making you mine.”
But he found that she had unknowingly taken an edge off of his primal need to claim. He felt himself ease, and knew that now he wouldn’t hurt her. She moved against him again. He moaned long and hard.
The next time she moved, he thrust forward into her, breaking through her maidenhead. He took several deep breaths before he spoke, leaning his forehead against hers, his need to move inside her making him sweat.
“
Sara, are you all right? I’m sorry, there was no other way, but it won’t hurt again, I swear. If you want to stop, we will, just as soon as I can move. Sara, answer me. Are you okay?”
He looked down at her; he could see the wetness in her eyes, but no tears on her cheeks.
“
Hi.” He smiled down at her.
“
Hello. You’re inside me,” she whispered to him.
“
Yes, just about. Do you hurt? Did I hurt you much?” He moved his hips just a little as he whispered back to her, and nearly wept with relief when she moved back against him.
“
Just about? What do you mean, there’s more of you? A lot more?” She moved beneath him, and he rocked forward another inch.
They both moaned at the feeling. Her body was rapidly adjusting to his size and length. Her heat was scorching him, her body pulling him in further, milking and squeezing him.
“
Yeah, but only about another six or seven inches.” At the look on her face, he laughed again. Who would have thought that at a time like this, they could be laughing? “No, I’m only kidding.” And with that, he pushed forward the last two inches, seating himself fully inside her, touching her womb.
Aaron looked at her face then and thought he had never seen anything so beautiful in his long life. He moved his hips, bringing himself nearly out, then slowly moved back inside of her. It didn’t take him long to find a rhythm, taking this first time as slow as he could, getting her used to him and what they were doing. Sara apparently had other ideas.
She surged up against him harder with each of his downward thrusts. Behind him, she hooked her ankles at his hips. He could feel her need for more clawing at him. His need for more grew stronger with each stoke of his cock, every time she gripped her nails into his shoulders and back.
“
Sara! Christ, woman, you feel so good, so tight.” Aaron could feel his own climax climbing up his back, moving around to his cock, and his balls tightened against him. He was ready to explode. He didn’t think he was going to be able to hold out much longer. He reached between them and palmed her breast, pulling and tugging on her nipple, her own moans of pleasure driving him mad.
Aaron’s need to complete the bond between them overwhelming, he wanted, no, he needed to sink his teeth into her, taste her essences, and fill his body with her. He kissed her jaw, making his way toward the long line of her throat. He could feel his fangs bursting from his gums, and he was almost to the point of pain the need was so incredible. He licked the pulse, beating there hard as his. He had to have her.
“
Sara...I want to taste you, sip from you. I need you, baby.” He pulled the rapidly beating pulse in his mouth and suckled it hard.
“
Aaron, on God, please, bite me. Bite me now!”
He sank his fangs into her jugular deep; her essences burst into his mouth. Mine, his heart claimed, all mine. He drew in another mouthful. He jerked his mouth away when the tide of the climax seized him. He roared her name as he came pouring inside of her, spurting and spurting into her deep, touching her womb with every stroke of it.
Aaron had never come so hard or so long in all his life. He could still feel her body pulling and milking him, still in the aftermath of her own climax. He dropped his full weight onto her small frame, rolled to his side, taking her with him so that she was across him rather than under him. When he felt her warm blood on his chest, he realized he hadn’t sealed the bite and pulled her to him to do so.
“
Sara, are you all right?” He sealed the tiny wounds with his tongue. Already, he could feel his need for her building again. His cock, still hard inside of her, twitched with renewed energy. When she rocked against him, his breath caught.
“
I don’t know if I can talk yet. Give me, oh I don’t know, a couple of years, then I can have a conversation with you. Right now I want to...”
Aaron pulled her face up to look at her, to see if she was hiding something from him, pain she wasn’t telling him about. “You want to what, love?”
“
Did you...hummm...did you enjoying being with me? I know you...you know, but did you enjoy it? I gotta tell you, that was the biggest rush I’ve had since I learned how to tuck and roll in a plane!”
Aaron burst out laughing. Only Sara, he thought, his Sara. He wanted to be insulted, but just couldn’t. She was delightful and happy. What man wouldn’t want to be compared to a trick in an airplane and have a naked, sexy woman on top of you doing it? Not him.
Aaron shifted her suddenly so that she was across him fully. His blood turned molten. He was becoming richer, stronger because of her. She pulled her mouth away from his, sat up and rode him, pulling him deeper inside her. He took her hands and put them to her breasts, showing her what he wanted her to do, sending her pictures of what he needed.
Sara looked down at him. His eyes were glowing red; his need was so high, so deep, she began to pull and tug on her nipples, filling her hands with their weight. He dug his hands painfully into her hips, slamming her hard against his cock, driving her deeper onto him.
“
Sara, I’m coming!” He flipped her over onto her back, bit into her neck, and rammed his cock into her harder, deeper than he had before. This time, when he came, she was there with him, coming and coming over and over with each thrust of his cock, each pull of his mouth.
Finally, when he could move again, he rolled over and pulled her over him. She never stirred, never woke up, and he slept as well.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Later when they woke up, Aaron stiffened when he heard Sara moan quietly. He knew she’d be weak and sore, hurting from their lovemaking and her giving him blood. Aaron decided that a nice soak in the big tub in the large bathroom would alleviate some of the soreness. When the tub was full of hot water, he picked up from the bed and carried her like the precious cargo she was into the room. He wouldn’t even let her stand. He could see she was indeed worn out, and stepped into the tub with her still in his arms. As he slowly sank them both beneath the warm water, he positioned her in front of him between his legs with her back to his chest, so that he could anchor her to him, to hold her above the water.
The bathroom here in his lair seldom got used with the exception of the shower. It was as big as some people’s apartments. The walls were all imported handmade tile of the riches blues and reds. They not only covered the floor, but three of the walls as well. The forth wall, the one just over the nine-by-nine foot garden tub, was a bank of quarried stone. The double sink and separate shower and tub fixtures were made of gold and shone brightly in the room. The other fixtures, such as the toilet and counter top, were a deep shade of red. The sink basins were large, deep pottery bowls of cobalt blue. The only other colors in the room were the towels hanging on the warmer and were of the purest white.
Aaron sprayed water over her head, careful not to get soap in her eyes, and gently began to wash and rinse her hair. Then using a large bath sponge, he washed her body of the sweat from their lovemaking.
Neither said anything for a long time. They just enjoyed holding and touching each other, not always in a sexual, sensual way, just the need to connect on some level, to be together at last. The candles that Sara had lit twinkled gently around the room; their jasmine scent delicately moved throughout the room.
“
I wondered if my abilities would change if you bit me. I don’t think they did, but they’re different, stronger in some ways, sharper in others. I can also feel a deeper connection to you. I can hear your heart beating, mine too.” She turned around on his lap and looked at him. “I can also feel Sherman; his presence is there, just in the back of my mind. I could feel him before, but not like this. Before, I was aware of him because I was worried about Mel. Now, he’s just there. I feel his hatred more.”
“
What about the others, can you feel them as well?” He thought about Sherman, wondering about what he was going to do about him.
He felt her stiffen slightly. “Demetrius and April are making love. Again. Sheesh, is that all they can think about?”
“
Again? You know what, never mind. I don’t want to know. Moving along, unless you want to let me watch and take notes. And I’d like to point out you and I have made love several times just tonight.”
“
You do just fine on your own.” She snuggled back against him. “I am hungry, really hungry, as a matter of fact. Do you think Duncan has anything in the house?”
“
I don’t know. We could order something, or go out if you’d like.” He hadn’t thought of human food for a long while. He’d had Duncan get some into the house for her when she was staying here before, but that couldn’t be any good now. The thought of her eating something was making him hard again, and he didn’t even know why.
“
No, I want a cheeseburger with lettuce and tomato. Pickles, lots of pickles. And so much catsup and mayo that it drips down my hands. Hummm. I wanna bite down into a really fresh bun. Oh, and French fries. Gotta have fries with a cheeseburger. You have to soak up the drippy stuff off the plate with them. I like to eat them two or three at a time. I love them overcooked and salty, really...Aaron, I’m really hungry.”
Aaron stared at her for all of twenty seconds, and then stood the both of them up in the tub, splashing water all over the bathroom floor. He wanted to see her eat real food. He’d never had a cheeseburger himself; they weren’t around when he was human, but he could watch people eat them. And he was very excited about seeing her eating one, sinking her teeth into one, chewing it, savoring it just like she had described. Christ, he had a hard-on thinking about her eating food. He was in serious trouble here.
Aaron dressed with the speed only vampires have, blurring through the room, finding her something to wear of his. They were upstairs and in the kitchen in record time, and going through the refrigerator searching for ground beef, lettuce, tomatoes, and pickles, everything that went on a burger with the works. They didn’t have any luck with the French fries, but they made due with a bag of green onion chips in the cabinet.
Sara made the patty and put it into the large skillet they’d unearthed under the counter. The smell of sizzling beef permeated the room. While that cooked, she sliced the tomatoes and pickles. He was mesmerized as she put one in her mouth and sucked it. He was sure she wasn’t even aware of what she was doing to him. Then again, maybe she was.
But the time she ate a cheeseburger with all the trimmings and was dipping up a big bowl of ice cream, he was hard as stone. When she was searching for something to top the last bit of creamy confection, she came across a can of whipped cream. Aaron’s eyes were on her ass as she was bent over looking and when she stood and turned toward him, his eyes had turned with need.
Aaron stood up from the chair, undoing the snap and zipper on his low rider jeans as he approached her. When his cock was free, he stopped in front of her and began stroking his hard cock with his fist, up and down, up and down. She watched him, mesmerized by his hand fisting his cock. By the time the drop of pre-cum pearled at the tip, he could smell her arousal on his tongue.
“
Suck my cock. Suck me until I come in your mouth. I want to shoot my hot cum down your throat.” She dropped to her knees without a second’s hesitation, licking her lips. Her tongue darted out and captured the drop at the tiny slit at the head of his cock. She climaxed as soon as she tasted him. Aaron leaned forward to hold onto the counter, his release ready to explode from him as he watched her come.