As the tips of my fangs brushed his neck, he
groaned in pleasure, arching his back underneath me. I could tell
he was certainly aroused. My leg could feel evidence of how aroused
I made him.
I licked his neck playfully and heard him
sigh. He was going to end up kissing me if I didn’t bite him soon.
I grazed his neck, in a predator versus prey-like motion. I felt
his body tense up as he awaited my strike.
I was always very gentle, unless we were in
the middle of a very heated make-out session. I allowed my
animalistic side to take over. I always felt like shit afterwards,
even though the bruises never lasted more than thirty minutes to an
hour, if that.
He hardly ever sported evidence of my
feedings. Most people thought I needed less blood now, as I was
older. I got blood only every other week or so now, and figured
soon I could stop altogether. Some may question this, and wonder
how I was feeding myself, but it would not alarm anyone.
I ate human food as well, unless I was full.
In this case I was starved because I hadn’t eaten since last
night.
My fangs scratched his throat, above the
jugular, as his hand clamped my hip and crushed me to him. His
arousal was giving my virginal body too many emotions to handle at
one time, and I felt as if I was going to float away on a cloud
full of lightning and thunder.
I gently bit down, only hard enough to break
the skin and pierce the vein beneath. Blood trickled into my mouth,
instantly giving my tongue goose bumps and my stomach
butterflies.
I licked the bit that escaped before I could
get my mouth on him, and then sucked and pulled the flow into my
mouth. The taste of his blood was unlike any others. I could never
explain it to a mortal. It was like sex in liquid form I suppose.
Chock full of rainbow aura goodness and perhaps molten
perfection.
I could feel his heart beating beneath me
and I was careful to monitor it. It was pointless, but something
I’d made a habit of. He never was dulled by the blood loss,
although I’d never taken more than a liter or so at one time.
“
Shade…” he whispered my
name with such longing. It stirred emotions deep within
me.
I continued the satisfying pull of blood,
quenching my hunger. My body quivered in ecstasy as Dimitri gripped
my hair in his fist. His other hand no longer gripped my hip or
caressed me, but was brushing along my butt to my inner thigh.
His fingers found my zipper and inched it
down, oh so slowly. He used both hands to slide my pants off of me
without moving too much, so as to not break my connection and
interrupt me.
He had my leather pants off and his fingers
trailing the hem of my lacy panties before I even realized it. His
talented fingers worked their way inside the panties, under the
curve of my butt. He caressed me, almost as gently as a feather, in
places better left unshared.
By the time he made his way to hot and
quivering core, I was at my breaking point. I was nearly purring,
nearly ready to do something I didn’t fully understand, and ready
to drain him dry.
I nearly stopped drinking to moan. After
reaching a liter and a half I slowed my sucking and let it begin
healing. I lapped up the last of it as the vein closed. Now the
wound only trickled. Had I seen a human bleed from a neck wound,
I’d have worried, and then became hungry and had to leave
them.
His fingers skimmed my womanly area and
danced nimbly, dangerously close to entering me and aroused me to a
new peak so far beyond the last that when I crashed, tears escaped
my closed eyes.
I shuddered in his steel-like embrace. I was
almost embarrassed at my body’s way of showing my pleasure. I hid
my face in his neck, letting his soul satisfying scent bring me
back to earth.
His fingers slipped out of my panties. He
crushed me to him, shaken, and dangerously close to taking that
last step with me.
With my panties soaked, face wet with tears,
I almost cried into his neck. His kisses calmed me enough to get
over my emotional roller coaster.
Dimitri’s blood kept me pretty satisfied and
I was never without control in that area. It was these damned
emotions that I was having trouble with.
I remembered the first time I’d bitten him.
We’d been sparring in the training area and he’d flipped me on my
back and straddled me. As he held my hands above my head, he
lowered his upper body slowly to mine, to keep me from bumping him
off. His lower body had me pinned so well I couldn’t use my
legs.
He’d frozen and stared me in the eyes for a
full minute, with a tortured look that jumped from hunter to the
hunted. I saw his battle lust turn to sexual lust in milliseconds.
He rolled his body against mine, causing me to stop trying to
escape him. I’d looked into his brilliantly colored eyes, and
forgot everything I was supposed to be doing, and nearly stopped
breathing.
Dimitri’s own breathing had increased along
with his heart rate. My body was showing definite signs of
attraction.
Ash and I had just broken up that day, and
it had shocked me later to realize he had not once crossed my mind,
while lying beneath Dimitri in this position.
Dimitri had leaned down, ran his nose along
my throat, like a wolf and then he bit me. I had been pleasantly
and totally shocked.
It was as if he was claiming his female
wolf.
I’d turned my face towards him and he’d
hesitantly brought his lips to mine, which were trembling. He
tasted my lips thoroughly and then he savagely kissed me. I’d held
back slightly wondering where this would lead.
He’d been on my mind at times and often I’d
pictured in my mind this scenario. Only we were not out in the
open, where anyone could see us.
After he slowed, I trailed my kisses, to his
ear and down to his neck. When I reached there I could not stop
myself from closing my fangs around him.
“
Do it, I know you’re
hungry, little kitten.”
I looked him in the eyes and saw his
approval, pleased with his pet name. His serious tone and the set
of his mouth decided me. I bit him harsher than I should have. It’d
only been my first time in biting another. Ash and I’d never gone
there. It was forbidden and he was human.
Dimitri was not. Dimitri was stronger.
Dimitri was intoxicating.
He lifted my soul up, made me feel
cherished, and was the yin to my yang.
I realized I’d been denying the most obvious
fact. I was head over heels for him, the one male in my area that
could keep up with me, and take me. He was the one and only male
that could throw me around, and put me in my place. He was the only
one that could pin me down, or own me in any way… and I wanted him.
I wanted him more than the air in my lungs, more than the blood I
craved, and more than any man before.
I remember being shocked at the taste of his
blood, and jerking my eyes from his neck to his eyes. He had a
satisfied look on his face, almost dream-like.
I bit him again and satisfied my intense
thirst that burned inside of me, always burned before that
day.
This time, lying in bed with him was
different, but in many ways the same. I’d learned control quickly,
so that I didn’t mark him too badly, and I didn’t hurt him more
than necessary.
I kissed his lips now with a ferocious need.
I had to claim him as mine, remind him and myself, that we’re alive
and together.
His hands roamed my sides and soon found the
clasp on my bra. He removed it quickly without breaking my contact
with him.
I was in only panties now and I felt he
would finally be inside me, where he belonged.
Maybe he realized, as I did, that tomorrow
could be fatal for one of us.
I kissed him frantically now, as that
thought crossed my mind. He sensed my increased need and gave me
everything back I dished out.
A knock at his door stopped his hand from
removing my panties. I would have let him, which would probably
have been a bad thing.
He reached down to the floor with one hand
to grab my discarded and forgotten pants. I groaned but sat up. His
hair was a mess but that could easily be explained by sleep.
I took my pants from him reluctantly, and
kissed him one more time. His hand reached for me, but I swiftly
slid over him, noting his obvious proof of desire for me. I was
pleased, of course, that I could bring him to such pleasure.
As I shut the door to the bathroom I heard
him unlock his door.
I heard a male voice. It was one of our
commanding officers.
“
I wanted to ask you, if
maybe you could take on another hunter, to train. She’s eighteen
now and finished with her schooling. She seems quite capable of
being a strong hunter. I think she’d do well under you.”
Dimitri paused before he answered. I
wondered what he would say. I didn’t wait long.
“
I would, but my schedule
is full, and I’m taking on more hunts with the others now,” he
replied.
I approved. I didn’t want to share him.
“
What about training her
while working with the Angelissa girl?”
I could just imagine how Dimitri reacted to
that.
“
She’s a lot more advanced
than the others. I’d be afraid that the new trainee would be hurt.
We get quite aggressive sometimes, and our advanced strength and
speed could prove fatal, especially when we’re in full battle mode.
I could not guarantee her safety.”
The other guy, whom I assumed was Colonel
Briggs, sighed.
“
I figured as much. I told
him this but no one listens to me. I’ll relay the message. Sorry to
have bothered you.”
Him who, I questioned silently from my
crouched position, where I was completely hidden behind Dimitri’s
closed bathroom door.
Dimitri closed the door and locked it.
I dressed and opened the bathroom door. We
got back in bed and held each other.
“
I’m glad you told him no,”
I whispered.
“
Why’s that?” he asked,
sounding amused. I was tucked neatly into him, with both of us on
our sides, his arm holding me close and his mouth next to my
ear.
“
Well, I kind of need all
your spare time and I don’t get along well with
competition.”
“
There’s absolutely no
competition Shade, no one could come close to being you. You’re the
only woman, here in this facility or anywhere, which I think about
or want. I’d run away with you now, if they didn’t need
us.”
I was awed by his comment.
“
I love you, Shade. I
always have, even before. I denied it and denied you, but I can’t
any longer. It feels like there is a hole in my chest and I can’t
breathe when I’m not with you,” he added. He kissed me before I
could reply.
I loved him too, but we’d never told each
other that, before tonight anyways.
My insecurities had provoked him. They
always spoiled stuff.
I kissed him back fervently while sliding my
hands over his chest. His hand found the small of my back, and
clenched the shirt there in his fist.
I sensed the time was late and I
huffed.
“
What?” he asked, looking
at my face, and pushing my hair back from my eyes.
“
I want you rested for
tomorrow. I’ll be worried about you especially if you’re
tired.”
He laughed. I took that offensively.
“
Why are you laughing? I’m
serious Dimi.” When I called him by my pet name for him, he knew I
meant business.
He sobered instantly. His hands cradled my
face.
“
I’ll always come back to
you, no matter where I am. Nothing will stop me from being with
you. I should be more worried for you. I know you and how you focus
on your partner more than yourself, and it’ll get you killed. I’ve
battled these monsters for ten years, love, and I know how to stay
alive.”
It was true. He’d been on his own for three
years before he made it back from Siberia. He’d been stationed near
there and it’d been overran and demolished. He was the only one to
survive. His guilt at not saving the others ate him almost every
moment, except when I distracted him. Something I did as often as I
could.
I shouldn’t have brought it up. I could see
the startling pain in his eyes now, almost reflecting my own back
at me.
“
I’m sorry,” I
whispered.
“
Why?” he asked, clearly
confused by my admittance.
“
For upsetting you, of
course. It’s just that you mean so much to me. I love you too,
Dimi, and it’d kill me to lose you.”
He gripped my face harder, and gave me a
gentle shake, as fury replaced sorrow.
“
No! If I fall out there,
you stake me and move on. Save the others and don’t look back. They
need you here. Say it!”
“
I will,” I said weakly. My
response was poor and he would not accept, just as I would not have
had this conversation been reversed.
“
Mean it,” he begged. The
terror in his voice shattered me. To see this man broken and on his
knees was my ultimate fear. This moment came so close to that, I
choked.
I sighed and pulled away. He let me go,
knowing I would answer him.
After a moment of picking at his blanket I
looked back.
“
I mean it Dimi. I’ll stake
you and save them.”
He pulled me roughly into his arms and held
me tighter than ever before.
“
I… I’d do the same even if
it killed me inside Shade, even if it killed me too…” he replied,
his voice catching at first. I thought he was crying but no. I’d
never seen him cry. His body was shaking now, but he had no
tears.