Forbidden - The Claim Part 11

She s.h.i.+vered. "You're scared," she observed.

"Terrified," I admitted, climbing to my feet. "I best start the bath."

"I can feel it, your fear. And...you can feel what I feel?" she asked, following me into the bathroom.

I nodded. "No secrets. Although I've heard that over time some couples learn to mask

their emotions and guard against the intrusion."

"You're afraid I'm going to want to leave," she said as I turned on the taps and stopped up the enormous whirlpool tub.

I turned to face her. "And you're afraid I'm going to expect you to stay."

"Oh, G.o.d!" moaned Violet placed one hand over her chest. "I-I can't breathe... Is this part of the awaken thing?"

"Awakening, and no. At least I don't think so."

"You don't think so!" she yelled, her upper chest quickly rising and falling as she continued to take quick shallow breaths. "You're the G.o.dd.a.m.ned expert here, Byron!"

Oh-oh. It was back to Byron again.

"You're just hyperventilating," I told her, trying my best to appear steady and calm.

"Or having a heart attack..."

"You're not having a heart attack," I a.s.sured her, as I quickly divested her of her clothes. "You're just anxious. Let me help," I said, sweeping her hair over her shoulder, exposing her neck and giving me access to my mark.

"What are you doing?" she gasped. Blinded by fear, she pushed me away.

"Don't be afraid, Violet. I'm not about to hurt you. I plan to live at least another three hundred years. Remember...you go...I go."

Her eyes connected with mine in the bathroom mirror. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her flush to my body. "Feel my intentions," I whispered in her ear. "You know what I want; I'm going to take care of you," I told her. Then I leaned down and once again pierced my mark.

As soon as the wound opened I felt her begin to calm, the connection soothing her, rea.s.suring her. I pulled her blood into my mouth and I poured my heart out to her, letting her feel the pain and the hurt, the fear and the doubt, the hope and the longing. When her knees weakened, I was there to catch her. I lifted her into my arms and lapped up the last remnants of her essence before placing her in the bath.

She looked up at me with heavy lidded eyes. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"The next few hours will be difficult. You're going to crave my bite, Violet, just like I'll crave your blood."

She was shaking almost uncontrollably despite the heat of the water. "Y-you w-won't leave me?"

"Never," I promised as I shed my sweatpants and climbed in behind her. "I'll never leave you," I murmured into her ear as I pulled her back against my chest and nuzzled her neck.

I picked up a sponge, dipped it into the water, poured some of my clove bath gel onto it, then began to wash her back.

"Smells good," she sighed leaning back against me as I reached around and began to glide the sponge across her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, taking care to encircle each dusky pink nipple before sliding down to wash her stomach.

"Close your eyes," I murmured. "Relax."

I dipped the sponge into the water and ran it over her s.e.x. She squirmed a bit, lifting her hips, seeking more pressure. She wanted me, again. The scent of her arousal mingled with the spicy aroma of the bath gel was extraordinary. A soft rumble began to emerge from my chest, slow and steady.

"Mmm," she moaned placing her hands on my knees and squeezing. "I can feel the vibrations."

I smiled. "You like it." I released the sponge into the water, then I reached down with one hand, separating her folds. I found her slick as I circled her c.l.i.t with my thumb, taunting her, teasing her. I pulled gently on her nipple with my other hand, enjoying the hardness of it, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. "You want to feel my mouth on you?"

"Yes," she gasped, arching up.

"Where?" I asked, sliding my finger deep inside of her. "Here?"

Violet moaned.

"Or maybe here?" I suggested, tugging on her other nipple. My d.i.c.k was unbelievably hard and I wanted her again desperately. I slipped another finger inside of her. She rode my hand wantonly, climbing, reaching, seeking release. I felt her uncertainty for a moment and I paused. Her rocking motions ceased and I removed my hand.

Violet turned around to face me. "Look at me, Byron."

I did.

"You're right. This isn't just about s.e.x," she said as she lifted up and then lowered herself, slowly taking me inside of her. "I can feel how much you care about me, how badly you want me. It's all right, Byron. Say it."

"This is crazy, Violet. We barely know one another. I can't-"

"Yes, you can," she said, kissing me tenderly on the mouth, sliding up and down.

Our tempo was building. Violet wrapped her arms around my neck and I latched onto her breast, sucking it into my mouth, flicking her hardened nipple as I thrust into her.

"Oh, baby. You're so deep," she moaned. "That feels so good."

Violet's soft velvet walls clenched around my c.o.c.k, pulsating. When I reached down between us and encircled her c.l.i.t, she was slick with honeyed desire and I was desperate for a taste of her sweetness. There would be time for that. That and so much more.

"Ren!" she gasped as I pinched her swollen bud. The rhythm built.

I released her breast with a pop. "You're so wet," I said, amazed, rubbing my drenched fingers together. "Come for me, Violet. Come all over my c.o.c.k," I commanded. Then I kissed her pa.s.sionately and snaked my hand around her waist, past the small of her back, down between the cheeks of her a.s.s. I began to circle her tight hole, gently probing, seeking entrance.

Violet gasped. Her eyes wide as my index finger, coated with her juices, eased inside. I felt her body tense. She paused, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

"Relax," I said. "Breathe. It's going to feel so good. I promise. We'll go slowly... Trust me."

"I trust you," she said, smiling down at me as she eased back down the length of my c.o.c.k, letting my finger penetrate her at the same time.

I moved my finger in and out, matching the rhythm of my other thrusts, waiting until she again relaxed and then I added a second. Her muscles clamped down, her body seizing up momentarily at the intrusion.

"Oh, G.o.d!"

In and out. In and out.

"That's it, sweetheart. Come for me."

"I...I need..."

"I know what you need," I told her, picking up the pace...harder...faster. The purr in my chest now a steady rumble. I was breathing heavily and Violet... She was panting. Her hair was damp. Her body was slick with sweat. She was glowing, and it was all my doing. Perspiration gathered in the hollow of her throat and glistened on her chest. I lapped it up, tasting the lingering salt on her flesh, it was delicious and so unmistakably her.

I felt my fangs begin to elongate. Violet grabbed the back of my hair and yanked my head back, forcefully. I growled, more from surprise than anything else. Then she stared into my bright red eyes and crushed her lips to mine, sweeping her tongue inside my mouth, nicking the side of it on my fang. As her blood filled my mouth I came with a roar and so did she. Tremors wracked her body while I spilled my seed inside of her womb.

"You know..." I gasped between breaths, "...the more we practice, the better we're going to get at this."

Violet was draped over me, her head resting on my shoulder, her arms dangling down my back.

"I'm afraid you're going to kill me," she groaned.

I pulled her from me, held her face in my hands and gazed searchingly into her eyes. "Did I hurt you? I was registering a little pain...but there was also pleasure so I thought..."

"You thought right. I'm feeling a little light-headed, though."

"You need water and rest. Up you go. Let's pull the stopper, take a quick shower, and get some sleep."

"Then what?"

"Then we'll eat to replenish our energy so that we can make love again."

"That is what it was, wasn't it?"

"It was for me," I whispered, feeling suddenly shy. I leaned my forehead against hers and closed my eyes.

"Me, too," she whispered back.

I woke starved...for more of Violet. Although we had fallen asleep in one another's arms she was now lying on her back, arms outstretched above her head, her wrists dangerously close to the handcuffs that still dangled from my headboard. Another time, I thought as I sat up. The bed sheet pooled at my waist. I looked down upon my mate, her countenance tranquil. She looked completely sated. But I vowed to do better.

"I want to please you. I want to learn everything about you," I told her as I began to ease down her body. Her stomach was taut and quivered beneath my mouth. "You're ticklish," I said trailing my kisses lower still. "Open up for me. I want to taste you. I want to look at you-" "I'm sleeping, you s.e.x fiend," she murmured, allowing me to spread her legs apart despite her earlier protest.

"Right. So I'll do all the work. You just lay there and...rest."

Her p.u.s.s.y was already moist. I separated her outer lips and breathed deeply. "Your scent is amazing," I whispered reverently before slowly dragging my tongue up the length of her sopping channel.

I felt ravenous, that first taste only whetting my appet.i.te. Inflamed, I began to fervently explore her inner folds with the tip of my tongue. Violet moaned, her hips rising off the bed. I glanced up in time to see her reaching up to grab hold of the headboard's iron bars. Her cream flowed into my waiting mouth and I greedily lapped it up, relis.h.i.+ng its taste and the newfound feelings that the evidence of her arousal had awakened in me. She was mine and I would, in my lifetime, possess her wholly, fully, completely-in every way and as often as I liked.

I felt Violet lace her fingers through my hair and when I looked up I found that she was gazing down at me, wonder in her l.u.s.t-filled eyes. I pulled back slightly and smiled. Then, using just the tip of my tongue, I teasingly flicked her now fully engorged c.l.i.t.

"Ren!" she gasped.

I paused for the briefest of moments, then pulled her closer to me still and dove back in, taking her swollen nubbin between my teeth, tugging on it with abandon.

"Oh, G.o.d!" she cried.

I latched my mouth onto her completely, sucking hungrily on the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Tell me what you want," I demanded, wiping her juices from my chin with the back of my hand and then eagerly licking them up.

"You," she said simply, reaching for my c.o.c.k. "I just want you. All of you."

"You have me, Violet," I told her, sliding two fingers inside her p.u.s.s.y. She was trembling beneath my touch, her release approaching.

"Yes! No! I want you inside of me. I want your c.o.c.k inside of me. Please, Ren."

I gently curled the fingers of the hand moving inside of her forward, searching for the spot that would ensure her release. Violet's breathing was becoming more and more ragged.

"Whatever my baby wants," I told her, removing my hand and driving my c.o.c.k inside of her. She pushed back, matching my urgency, impaling herself on me. I wrapped one arm around her waist and reached up to grasp the iron rail with my free hand.

"Oh, G.o.d!" she moaned in antic.i.p.ation.

This was Eden, I decided, pulling out and then burying myself in her once again, moving closer and closer to my mark. "Christ, I think I've found Paradise. I could spend eternity just like this..." I whispered into the sh.e.l.l of her ear, my fangs elongating."Well that's certainly not going to happen. What the h.e.l.l are you thinking, Byron!"Violet shrieked. With lightning speed I pulled out of her, tossing the coverlet over her nude body to s.h.i.+eld her.

"Rita, f.u.c.k! You could have knocked!" I was furious.

"You know her?" asked Violet.

I stormed into the bathroom just long enough to retrieve my sweatpants. "Rita, Violet.

Violet, Rita. Rita's my...""Lover," filled in Rita.I tried to remain calm and to not feel guilty. What I had with Rita was irrelevant now. And it was about s.e.x, not love. Never love.

"That's an exaggeration and you know it," I told Rita, quickly stepping into my sweats.

"Violet, Rita's my consort and...sometimes I think of her as a friend. I have feelings for

her, yes, but they aren't the same feelings that I have for you. You've got to know the truth of that, Violet."

"I believe you," she said getting up from the bed and wrapping the coverlet around her.

"She believes you? Just like that?" Rita gasped, horrified. "You went and put her in