Subject: JADFE Story submission: Dark Desires Date: Thu, 5 Mar 98 22:44:43 UT From: "AL " To: ravensaerie@lantabooks.com This story takes place shortly after the episode "Crazy Love". It is very emotional and I have to admit to putting in some very sappy moments. So I warn you, if that is not your forte` hit "delete" now! This IS a N&N story. So call me boring, but I started watching FK because of their relationship. I do not own any of these characters but enjoy giving them the simple pleasures that the series would not allow them. Nick, Natalie, and Janette are the properties of TPTB at Sony, Sci-Fi Channel, or whatever organization that now determine their fate. Thanks again to Marci for beta reading and all the crowd on IRC. You are all a true inspiration to me! Dark Desires by Texasbrat He stood in the darkened corner watching her sleep. His shame burning deep in his heart. His betrayal of her was complete. Its burden etched in the furrow of his brow and the bleakness of his eyes. He had no other option, no other road to choose. The vampire's consuming baser desires compelled him to appease its need: the deliciously wicked tantalization of sensual craving for contact with the victim, the aching need to penetrate supple flesh and feed upon the soul's vital essence contained within the sweet sanguine nectar that flowed through the corporeal body. Even now, as she slept peacefully, her heartbeat called him. He gripped the chair in front of him as he struggled to contain his growing lust. If he didn't maintain control he would have to leave her....and that he wasn't ready to do. He was drawn to her. Suddenly Nick slammed his body against the wall as he realized that he had actually started moving toward her bed. 'How can you even think of touching her after what you've done,' berated Nick's conscience, 'Do you honestly think she could even bear to have you near her?' He had done it to protect her or the vampire would have taken her, destroyed her. The vampire would have seized her in dark passion, greedily devoured her essence to satisfy its incessant need to fill the emptiness. It was that emptiness that fueled the vampire's unquenchable thirst. It was its nature to drain away the lives of others: the longing for possession, the heady intoxication of the blood that permitted the fettered soul to once again feel vitality lost in payment for eternal life. Oh what sweet torture the memories of his possession of Amalia brought him. To feel her innocence, her naivete cleansing away the brooding emptiness. To feel her devotion to him, her willingness to satisfy him utterly; such is the curse of the vampire's perfect memory. The reliving of every nuance of emotion, every ecstasy of the kill. He had panicked when the face of Amalia had changed to that of Natalie. He had been momentarily swept away by the desire to steal her away, make love to her slowly, fan her desire, and leave her wanting, even begging for his possession. His ignited passions would flame out of control and consume her without hesitation. And that's where it would have ended for Natalie had he not slaked his devilish ardor with Janette....death. Suddenly, a sound startled Nick out of his bleak reverie. He heard a small gasp and turned to find Natalie staring him. "Nick, just what do you think you're doing wandering around in my bedroom?" asked an irate Natalie. But all Nick could do was stare back at her with a haunted expression. Alarmed, Natalie asked, "Nick, what's happened? Are you all right?" Still more silence. "Nick, answer me? Have you done something?" Nick's only response was to turn his face away from Natalie's demanding gaze. "I have to go," he said quietly after some minutes. But before he left he turned to stare at Nat and the apologetic expression in his eyes sparked a frisson of disquiet to vibrate along her spine. Then with dawning realization she replied, "You, bastard. You went to *her* didn't you?!" "I'm sorry Nat....I didn't have a choice," came Nick's pitiful excuse. "That's what you always say, Nick. You just couldn't help it..... Damn you! You could've come to me first!" screamed Nat. "I should've realized that it was going to come to this some day. You've been slipping. First your jealousy of Serena and now this case with Dr. Welsh. It's reawakened some of your vampiric desires hasn't it?" said Nat as she remembered Nick's comments about understanding the need to possess one's victim. "Why didn't you tell me? I might've been able to help you" Angrily Nick replied,"Help me! What? Help me KILL you? Because that's how badly I wanted you Nat. I wanted to 'possess' you. Don't you know what that means to a vampire?" Nick stepped out of the shadows and walked menacingly toward Nat. "Is this what you want to see?" he asked allowing the shimmering gold to appear in his eyes. As he neared the bed he reached for Nat and grabbed her by the upper arms drawing her up to her knees. "Does this give you some dark sexual thrill?" "Nick don't....." said Natalie in a strained voice. But she wasn't afraid.....she was, God help her, aroused. "This *does* turn you on doesn't it?" said Nick in a husky tone. "Maybe you were right, maybe I *should* have come to you." He leaned forward menacingly, his nostrils flaring as it caught the rising musk odor emanating from Nat's intimate areas. Nick slid his hand into Natalie's soft hair and entwined his fingers within it mass of curls. Natalie closed her eyes, tilted her head, and leaned into his caress, enjoying the sensual feel of his stroking fingers. Suddenly, Nat gasped and her eyes flew open as she felt the coolness of Nick's lips when he touched them to the pulsing artery at the base her throat. Nick felt her shiver as delight raced through her body. His tongue began to lick at the sensitive skin, tasting its delectable surface. His exploration led him up the slope of her neck where he paused, allowing his fangs to nibble at the cord of muscle. Natalie's body spasmed at the sensual thrill, causing her to grab Nick by the nape of his own neck forcing his fangs to bear down harder on her skin. "God, you're sensitive there!" exclaimed Nick as he momentarily pulled back in surprise. But, spurred on by his ardor, Nick knelt down onto the bed next to Natalie, slid the straps of her negligee from her slender shoulder, caressed the delicate bone structure, and trailed his fingers down her arm to the tips of her fingers. Then, he reached and pulled the garment down below her bosom. As the fabric slowly made its way down over her breasts, Natalie felt her nipples contract and harden. As the cool air touched her heated skin she threw her head back and moaned softly. Nick stared at her mesmerizing reaction. She was exquisite, responsive, erotic..... Damn! This is not what he had meant to happen. He had intended to frighten her by allowing the vampire to seduce her, to intimidate her with the beast's aura of death. But something went wrong. Instead she was aroused, demanding even, in her desire to be pleasured..... "This has to stop!" he said, "This is madness...." He began to withdraw from the bed. But before his feet could touch the carpet, Natalie grabbed him by the shirtfront and somehow threw him off balance and rolled him to his back. She quickly threw her leg across his pelvis, carefully avoiding the evident bulge at the crotch. She bore her full weight down upon him and brought her face inches from his own. "Do you honestly think that you are the only beings with the desire to possess their lover! You can be so naive Nick!" growled Nat. "Do you see what you do to me? Do you *know* what you do to me? What *I* want to do you? What I *want* from you?" Nick's eyes grew incredulous at her vehement statement. "You can't know what you're asking of me! What I'm capable of doing!" replied Nick. "Oh that good are we! My but we think a lot of ourselves. Maybe it's because we have had a little practice lately? Hmmmmm" said Nat in a scathing tone. "Well maybe it's time I benefited from your sexual prowess!" Nat thumped his chest with her fist in frustration. "I...." started Nick only to be cut off as Natalie captured his lips in a searing kiss. The kiss deepened as Natalie forced his lips apart. Her tongue delved into his mouth. Unrelenting in its exploration, her tongue licked at every crevice of his mouth. It found Nick's protruding fangs and swirled around their deadly sharp points and then suddenly she impaled it there. The trickle of blood flowed across Nick's own tongue. His body shuddered in esctasy as her essence seeped into his mouth. Nat pulled away from him and laid her cheek upon his, rejoicing in the feel of his whiskers across her skin. "Do you know what *I* want..." Nat whispered in his ear. "I want to possess you too, Nick. In all ways." Her voice now became seductive, enticing. "I want to take you inside of me. I want to feel your hard penis penetrating me deep within my womb." Nick gasped as he felt Nat's teeth tear into his own flesh. He grabbed her by the hair and pressed her further into his neck. She bit harder in response. A tormented growl from deep within Nick's chest shattered the quiet of the room. "I want to pleasure you 'til you go insane with it. I want you to bite me! I want you to take me inside of you and I want to take you inside of me......." "Nat, please stop......" begged Nick in a low hoarse voice. "I am losing what brittle control I have left. I will *not* let you shatter that. Please, for your own good, let me up!" "I'm through playing Nick. I want what's mine. I want you! All of you! It's *you* I need! Do you understand? I don't care about the vampire. Before you sat up on my autopsy table, I saw only you! I fell in love with you!" said Nat and then in mocking tone, "Twisted, aren't I, to fall in love with a supposed corpse?" Natalie's anger and frustration grew. Without warning, Nick felt Natalie grab a clump of his hair and pull hard. In a gravelly voice Nat asked, "What's it like when she touches you Nick? Does she touch you here....." Nat slid her hand to the bulge in Nick's trousers. She cupped it in her hands and squeezed it, massaging its burgeoning fullness 'til he cried out in tormented pleasure. "Does she kiss you until you can't breathe......?" Nat leaned down and captured his lips again and plundered their depths in a relentless onslaught that left Nick breathless. His hips bucked upward in an attempt to grind themselves into her own. Abruptly Natalie sat up and slapped Nick hard across the face. "Get the *hell* out of here, you bastard! Take your vampire ass out of my home and appease your animal lusts with your slut!" Nick could only stare at her in shock, his hand covering the place where she had struck him. "Nat, please.....I'm...." stammered Nick. "Apologize to your slut Nick! Apologize to her for using her and giving her what belonged to me!" screamed Nat. "Now GET OUT!!" Like a beaten dog, Nick Knight left with his tail between his legs. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 3 days later "Nat, please come...." What had he expected her to do? Did he expect her to forgive him so easily for this transgression? Natalie lay on the couch listening to Nick's latest message, pleading with her to listen to him. He hadn't made the mistake coming back, not after their last encounter. "Nat.....Nat, I'm begging you, please pick up the phone," pleaded Nick in a raspy voice. Only minutes of cold silence met his request, but yet he didn't hang up. "Nat.......NAT! NATALIE!" Suddenly a loud crash came over the answering machine's speaker. "I'm not going to let you walk away from me Nat, not ever. If you leave me, I'll find you. I need you. I..I....love you." But Nat continued to lay in the fetal position on the couch with her afghan pulled tightly around her, tears streaming down her cheeks. She should just get up and disconnect her phone, but somehow she didn't have the strength to move. She felt so weak..... as if her strength were draining away. Nick slammed down the phone. He didn't know what was happening. But he knew that he was slowly starving. His craving was almost impossible to control. He wanted to taste her again, no, had to taste her again. It had become almost an obsession. His dreams tormented him, the taste of her blood, the scent of her arousal. He found no rest in sleep, no solace in the blood. And he had tried. Oh, how he had tried to drown this yearning by consuming anything he could. Cow blood, human blood, nothing appeased the incessant longing to take her. The small amount of her blood that he had savored had not only fully aroused the vampire's raging thirst, but also stirred dormant mortal desires. With Janette, only the vampiric needs had been paramount. But with Natalie, the need to touch her, penetrate her, give his seed to her was overwhelming. In his mind he relived those erotic moments of their last meeting, felt her hands upon him, her passionate kisses that inflamed his desire.... Suddenly, Nick dropped to the floor and pulled his knees into his chest as pains of hunger racked his body. Instinct asserted itself as the vampire's need demanded satisfaction. For several minutes Nick lay in the floor in front of the black leather couch struggling not to go after Natalie. Fighting the pain and bitter frustration, Nick sat up, lifted the box containing Joan's cross, and hurled it into the large projection TV. But that didn't satisfy his rage. Soon he was flying about the loft ripping at his artwork with his bare hands. A wave of dizziness assaulted him. He clutched at the end table, but it overturned under his weight. He crashed to the floor and lay unconscious. Nat bolted upright from her bed, her chest heaving and breathless. Images of Nick, fully vamped out trying to lure her closer, flooded her waking conscious. As her breathing slowed other bits of the dream came back to her: Nick wasting away, his hunger gnawing at him, his need of her to come to him. She herself had felt ill these past few days, often experiencing bouts of dizziness and shakiness. But paramount was the feeling of emptiness, of missing part her soul. Natalie reached a hand to her forehead and felt the perspiration on her lips and realized how drenched she was. She decided to head to the shower to refresh herself. She slowly moved to put her feet to the floor. But as she began to stand upright, her legs gave way beneath as a wave potent rage washed over her and then a consuming, whirling darkness rose up threatening to engulf her. Natalie struggled to stand, but weakness again invaded and she collapsed to the floor. Nat leaned her head against the side of the bed until the wooziness passed. A buzzing began at the back of her skull. Then, then she heard a voice calling from somewhere. It sounded familiar. Gradually the voice sounded closer, more distinct. Nat pulled her head up from the rumbled sheets as she realized that the voice belonged to Nick and he needed her desperately. Suddenly, like the flipping of a switch, everything faded away: the weakness, the dizziness, the buzzing, and Nick. Fear and desperation forced Nat up onto her unsteady legs. With Herculean effort she dragged herself to the phone and dialed. No answer. Natalie became worried. He had tried to call several times throughout the day begging her to come to him. Had she finally done it? Had she finally pushed him so far that he would....."No, don't even allow yourself to think that, Lambert. You have got to get up and go to him. NOW!" said Nat to herself as she used all her strength to pull herself stand. She staggered across the room to the bathroom. She had get her body jumpstarted or she wouldn't make it to the loft. Part 2 She drove like demon, ignoring all known traffic laws to get to him. With shaking fingers she punched in the alarm code, banging on the panel once when her shaking fingers pushed wrong numbers. Finally the elevator doors slid open and carried upward to the loft. Upon reaching the top floor, Natalie fairly flung the door from its hinges and hurried out of the elevator. But before she could go but a few paces, she stopped short. Natalie was taken aback by the destruction of the loft. As her gaze traveled around the room it fell upon the two figures by the leather couch. There in the middle of the floor lay Nick; with his head in Janette's lap. "He is starving," said Janette in a somber tone as she saw Nat approach. "Starving? But how...." stammered Nat, her voice trailing off as she saw Janette bite into her wrist. "Wait!" said Nat, "Let me look at him." "There is no time!"replied Janette as she held her bleeding wrist to Nick's lips. "Come, Nicola. You must drink," said Janette. Nick seemed to respond at first as the trickle of blood dripped onto his lips. His head jerked once and then a moan escaped him as he fought his way toward consciousness. As soon as the blood touched his tongue, Nick began to lick greedily at the life giving substance. But he only took a few sips. Suddenly his eyes, flaming red, flew open and his nostrils flared as it tracked the familiar scent. All of his senses screamed their knowledge of her presence. Nick tried to bolt upright. He had to get to her. He was so empty, so hungry. Her heartbeat beckoned him. She was in the room! His eyes searched the dim interior for her. He rose to go to her, but soon found himself restrained in Janette's iron grip. "No, Nicola! You're not strong enough to control the vampire. You will kill her!" cautioned Janette. Oblivious to the warning, Nicholas bared his teeth, hissed at this captor, and tried in vain to break free of the arm restraining him. Nat gasped as her concerned gaze locked with the vampire's hellish one. A buzzing began at the base of her skull. As before, a voice called from within her mind. It was calling her name. For a brief second Natalie's eyes seem to glaze over as some unseen force impugned itself into her subconscious. The tentacles of this potent force stormed Nat's defenses, setting flame to her corporeal being, creating an overwhelming need for completion. Her breathing became a rapid panting as her consciousness fought the barrage. As the tantalizing fire within her grew, so did her need to satisfy the gnawing hunger that had now become her own. The beckoning, swirling torrent of sensual longing lured her closer to the one who called her. She heard his growl of anticipation as she drew near. "Natalie! Stay where you are! You must not come any closer!" Janette called out. Natalie suddenly stopped and shook her head, bemused, as she realized she had walked several paces from where she stood. She could only nod her acknowledgement to Jeanette as she fought to clear her mind. Janette grasped Nick by jaw and forced his attention onto her and away from Natalie. "You must drink from me Nicola. I will have it no other way!" commanded Janette as she once again forced her wrist to his mouth. Desperate hunger drove Nick to accept the tempting offering. He plunged his fangs into Janette's pale flesh and began to feed. But as he swallowed, he gagged and fought to turn his face to the side, his body heaving in bitter rejection. Janette startled at his reaction and momentarily slackened her hold. Nick sensed his opportunity for escape and grabbed at the arms restraining him. But Janette was too quick and grabbed Nick by his shirt front as he attempted to stand. She then threw him down onto his back and pinned him bodily to the floor. Helpless, Nick hissed in outrage at his captor. In aggravation Janette slammed Nick hard against the cement floor, temporarily dazing him. Natalie could only look on in horror at what had just occurred. For a vampire not accept the healing blood from its own line was unthinkable. "We must get him to feed" said Janette. "We'll have to try another way. He'll need human blood if he will not accept vampire." Janette's gaze roamed the room in search of Nick's hidden stash. "Doctor, behind that painting on the far wall, pull the brick out and bring me the bottle concealed there." ordered Janette. "But Nick doesn't......" stammered Nat, confused by Janette's request. "I assure you, doctor. I know Nicola. He always keeps such a cache for 'emergencies' shall we say?" replied Janette in biting tone. "Now please, get the bottle!" Natalie's irascible nature rose at the ire in Janette's tone, but she quickly squelched it. Nick was in trouble and now was not the time for jealous remarks. Natalie hurriedly retrieved a bottle and returned to Nick. After taking the bottle from Natalie, Janette forced the bottle to Nick's lips. He struggled to turn his head as blood poured into his mouth. Once again he gagged and spit out the blood. A piercing roar of frustration flooded the room, a man crying out his desperation to fill an aching void. "I don't understand," cried Janette. "The blood is our nourishment, our life. How can he refuse it? Unless it goes deeper than that." Janette's voice trailed off as she turned her gaze to Natalie. "What are you talking about?" asked Nat as she herself struggled to find the answer. "You have to know the ways of a predator, doctor. How it feeds, how it hunts, how it mates, and how it loves." Janette's voice seemed to catch in her throat. "Has he made love to you, Natalie? Has he taken your blood?" "I....he came to my apartment a few days ago" said Nat. "And?" prompted Janette. "I really don't think....." blustered Nat. "This is no time to be coy doctor. Answer my question!" Janette demanded. "I was angry with him. We were intimate to a point. He did *not* bite me! I....I..." Natalie choked as embarrassment took hold. Her skin flamed a deep red. "But he somehow managed to taste a few drops of your blood," discerned Janette as she observed Natalie's discomfiture. "Yes" came the soft reply. "Then there is only one way to appease him," said Janette softly. Her epression was gentle as she looked at Natalie. "And what is that" asked Nat cautiously. "*You* must feed him." Part 3 "Are you saying he needs my blood to live?" said Nat in an incredulous tone. "I don't understand. If he is starving?" "Natalie we do not have time for in depth research. You'll just have to trust me. I will tell you this much. Nicola loves you. More than I think you know. He has shut off his emotions, buried them deep within himself to keep you safe from that part of him that could destroy you. He is alone in this struggle. He is constantly tempted by his love for you; his need to touch you, his hunger for you, for you to end his isolation. You have become the focus of all that he is and all that he wants to be." With an impatient sigh, Janette continued, "A vampire experiences life through the blood of its victim. Nick has not taken human blood for many years, despite the fact that he keeps a hidden cache. He is an empty void, doctor. You crumbled his defenses by allowing him to taste your blood. His ache for fulfillment has grown into a fight for survival, thus the emergence of the vampire. You, Natalie, are the focus of that fulfillment. It is you he desires above all else." Natalie stood rooted to the spot, momentarily dumbfounded by Janette's admission. "What do I need to do?" asked Nat. Her legs were now capable of movement as her mind pushed away the emotional torrent and adopted the clinical detachment her profession demanded. "Come here, then." replied Janette still grappling with the hissing vampire beneath her. Suddenly, Nick ceased his struggling as he sensed Natalie approaching. He turned and locked his gaze with hers trying once more to lure her near. As the buzzing began again at the base of Natalie's skull, she closed her eyes and allowed the potent force to penetrate her consciousness and set her body ablaze with licentious yearning. She rode the frenzied tide of erotic sensation as it flooded her being. She dove into its depths, glorying in its carnal bonds. She heard his seductive voice wooing her closer to him. It whispered promises of ecstasy. In her mind she answered his call by allowing him to pull her near, letting him feel her raging need. But she did not come to him witless and meek. Oh no, she came to him full of her own fire and demands for satisfaction. This joining by blood would not be just for his satiation but her own as well. She opened her eyes to stare at him and delighted in her power to arouse the beast. As Natalie traveled across the room to her lover, she never once broke eye contact. She approached him with seductive grace, her voluptuous curves swaying in silent invitation. The pupils of her eyes were wide and fathomless. He watched her approach with an unflinching gaze. A heat began building in the cold depths of the void in which he lived. It spread like wildfire along his spine and tingled along the tips of his fingers. His breathing increased to become a pant. As she knelt at his head and looked into his eyes her name escaped his lips in a husky yearning tone. Carefully she laid her hands upon his face, caressing it lovingly. She started to lean down to kiss his lips but was interrupted by the stern warning from his captor not to get too close. "Give him your wrist," his annoying captor said to his lover. But he wanted more! He wanted to ravish his lover, consume her, and pleasure her 'til she screamed. He begged his captor for release but was refused. The stroking fingers of his love titillated his need for completion. "Please," he said to her along their bond,"give yourself to me! I need you within me" Natalie heard the plea from Nick and lowered her wrist to his mouth. Instantly, he pierced her supple flesh, drinking deeply of her liquid essence. His vampiric metabolism attacked the very core of her soul. Its enzymes dissected their way through the emotional storm of her arousal and fed upon it, lapping up her need and joining with it making her apart of himself. His body writhed in ecstasy of the mating. Natalie gasped and threw back her head in exhilaration as he consumed her. She felt her soul being drawn toward the man she loved. She knew him as never before: his joys, his fears, his love, and his anguish. She reached out to him and surrounded him with herself, caressing him, placating his raging possession, mitigating the void of loneliness, appeasing his driving hunger, and easing his burden of guilt. Natalie no longer could distinguish herself as a separate entity. Her thoughts were becoming his and his thoughts becoming hers. There was no distinction of identity until she felt herself being thrown away from him and an angry voice demanding her release. "That is enough Nicola!" screamed Janette as she gripped Nick by the throat. "Release her!" Janette tightened her grip further. "I mean it Nicola. She is growing weak! Let her go!" Nicholas complied when he could no longer swallow. He bellowed his rage at his vampire sibling but then grew suddenly quiet as languid contentment permeated his body. He was satisfied. As Nick removed his fangs from Natalie's wrist she fell backward onto the concrete floor breathing rapidly. "Natalie, are you all right?" asked Janette. "I....I...just give me a minute" replied Nat struggling to regain her faculties. She sat for a few more minutes until the world righted itself. But a bereftness lingered. She felt torn from herself. Nick had become her other half. Thinking of Nick, Nat opened her eyes and edged herself back to his side. He lay quietly sleeping as Janette knelt next to his still form. "Well, isn't that just like a man" snorted Nat. "How so?" asked Janette. "Wanting to go to sleep after sex," replied Nat with a hint of mockery in her voice. Suddenly she flamed a deep red at what she had just said. 'When are going you to stop sticking your foot in your mouth with that sarcasm, you idiot,' thought Nat in shame to herself. Janette allowed an amused giggle to escape. "I'm glad you have a sense of humor doctor. You will need it when dealing with Nicola." "What would he do without us, do ya think?" laughed Nat. "I would never wish to know," came the somber reply. "You love him too, don't you?" asked Nat in a quiet voice. "Not as you do, Natalie. I have never been able to trust any man unconditionally, not even Nicola. I wasn't able to love him like he needed to be loved. I felt smothered, trapped by it. I left him. And now....now he's found you" Janette looked at Nat in earnest. "You have to know he loves; you've shared his soul. Do you understand now why he kept his distance from you?" Janette pleaded for her acceptance of Nick's actions. "I still think he should have come to me. He should have told me what was happening....."said Nat. "He was desperate. He knew if he took your blood, his ability to keep the vampire away from you would have crumbled. As it has now. He is trapped now, as are you." Janette explained. "He has taken your blood, known your desire for him, your love for him. How can he turn away from you now?" Before Nat could answer, she heard Nick calling out her name. She reached out and caressed his soft blond hair. "I'm here, Nick." she said in a comforting voice. He reached up and grabbed her hand, enfolding it within his larger one. "You came," he said, "I didn't think you'd come. "I'm here, Nick. Just rest," said Nat as she squeezed his hand in reassurance. "Don't leave...please?" pleaded Nick. "Shhh, love. I'm right here," shushed Nat as she watched Nick's eyes grow heavy again in sleep. "I'm so tired," he said. "Would you help me move him upstairs, Janette?" queried Nat. "I think he would rest easier in his own bed. I'll run up and change the sheets and get out some clean pajamas." Janette nodded in agreement and bent to pick up Nick. She gave Natalie a few minutes to prepare then followed. "Just put him on the bed," said Nat as she saw Janette entered the room. "It's almost dawn. You should be going. Don't worry, Janette. I will stay with him." "Do you think that's wise after what happened here tonight," Janette cautioned. "He asked me to stay, Janette, and that's enough," came the adamant reply. "Then I shall take my leave...Good Luck to you Natalie" said Janette turning to leave. "Janette," Natalie called from the bed. Janett partially turned toward her in acknowledgement. "Thank you, for everything," said Nat in quiet tones, "but most of all thank you for helping Nick." Janette's only response was a slight nod before vanishing into what remained of the night. With a sigh, Nat turned and headed for the bathroom and returned with a towel and washcloth. She carefully undressed Nick and gently wiped away the grime of the past days. Her fingers lingered and caressed his pale skin. Nick unconsciously leaned into the warmth of her touch and sighed in contentment. Finally Natalie dressed him in a freshly laundered pair of black silk pajamas. Then, with a great yawn, Nat crawled into bed and pulled Nick into her arms where she would hold him safely throughout the day. Her eyelids slowly drifted closed, her breathing slowed as her consciousness gave itself up to find respite in the dreams to come. Nat slept safe, content, complete. Part 4 He was swimming in languorous pool of darkness. The warmth her body stroking his, as dark waves buffeted them along with it slow rhythmic current. His lethargy weighed heavily upon his body, rendering it nearly immobile as he floated along in his semi-conscious state. He sensed her fingers reaching for his slumbering body. He felt their soft tips trail across his lips, his eyelids, and down his neck to the base of his throat meeting his collarbone. There those enticing supple fingers traced the bone's prominent ridge. Nick felt the tingling magic her hand wove upon his cool flesh. Then he felt her lift his shoulders and cradle him against her breast. A delicious heat flared deep in his pelvis as he stroked his cheek against her bosom. He felt the heat in his lower body mature into burgeoning, pulsating fullness. "Easy, tiger," came her soft laughing voice."Come now. You must try to feed." Nick felt the cool glass she pressed to his lips. He turned his head away in disgust as the vile smell of bovine blood assailed his nostrils. "Come on, just a few swallows," she coaxed. Nick only clamped his lips shut in response. "Why you little devil!" she scolded. But he heard the hidden smile in her voice. He felt his own impish grin form on his lips. "Oh, pleased with yourself, are you?" she mocked, "Well, then I'll just have to change my tactics now, won't I?" He felt her upper body turn and heard the clinking of glass as she set down the offensive nourishment and picked up something else. Again, Nick felt a cool glass rim pressing against his lips. His nostrils flared as they detected something more palatable. "Now that's more like it!" said the triumphant voice as Nick tentatively sipped at this latest offering. It was human blood. After a few swallows Nick scrunched up his nose and turned his face into her breast. "You really are impossible at times Nicholas B. Knight." she said in mock disgust. "Now, you stubborn little goat, let's try to take a few more sips." Nick only buried his face deeper in her bosom. He felt her chest rise and heave a sigh of frustration. Then, she was turning again, reaching toward the side of the bed to replace the glass on the bedside table. "You haven't won yet." she said after she heard his smug little laugh. "You've just declared war, mister," she whispered seductively in his ear. Suddenly Nick was flung from his warm haven on her bosom. His eyes startled open as Natalie flipped him off her chest and onto his back in one fluid action. She quickly straddled him and leaned in close, her face only inches from his own, her lips within tantalizing reach. "All right, then. The battle begins," she said as her lips swooped down to capture his. Softly her lips caressed the wide generosity of his. Nick let his body lie still, his hands lightly holding her hips, allowing her to do as she pleased. Natalie took full advantage of his compliance by deepening the kiss. Gently, she drew his lower lip within her mouth as the tip of her tongue flicked across its ridge. Then, as she released her prize, she plunged into the moist recesses of Nick's mouth. Her dexterous tongue slid silkily across his front teeth, his gums, and the inside of his lips. Nick inhaled sharply at this new assault. Natalie pressed her advantage and plunged ever deeper into his mouth where she captured his tongue in a sensual duel for dominance. As Nick fought her for control, Natalie tempted him further allowing her tongue to swirl around his and trapped it between her lips. She then slowly drew it with in her own mouth. Nick moaned softly, yielding to his captor. Without warning, Natalie broke the kiss and rose above him. "Are you getting hungry now?" she asked. Nick's luminous eyes peered back at her. His pupils were wide and dilated, obscuring the iridescent blue iris. "Maybe a little...." he replied. "Only a little? Well then, I guess we need to make the morsel more tempting then, don't we," she baited. She reached down and meticulously unbuttoned her red silk shirt she had worn the previous night. She leisurely slid the garment from her shoulders and tossed it to the floor. Nick felt his throat constrict as a hot ache swelled with in his loins. Nat felt the hardness grow beneath her and the copious sweetness within her flow, soaking her undies. Natalie reached for Nick's hands and drew them to her breasts. She splayed his fingers and rubbed his palms against her erect nipples concealed beneath the lacy bra. The delicious friction against the contracted dusky peaks fed the fire growing with in her. Natalie released Nick's hands to lean backward to further increase the erotic pressure against her nipples. Taking his cue, Nick continued massaging her soft swelling breasts, rubbing his thumbs across their rigid peaks. In response, Natalie ground her pelvis into the throbbing hardness beneath her, undulating rhythmically, provocatively in silent invitation. Nick thrust upward in answer. Nick ripped the delicate fastening of her bra and tore it from her body, so great was his need to touch her silky fullness. He cupped her breasts with his large hands, totally encompassing them. His thumbs flicked across the contracted pink centers. Then he pinched at them and rolled them between his fingers. Nat moaned in gratified pleasure. Eager to taste her Nick grabbed Natalie by the shoulders and pulled her forward and engulfed her rosy tips with his mouth. He suckled one peak then the other. He continued to grind his pelvis into hers. Natalie's breathing was now fast and shallow. Her heart thundered wildly. "Wait," she implored, "wait." She broke free his erotic torment of her breasts and dismounted him. "Where are you going?" he rasped. "Nowhere, Nick. Just be patient." said Nat as she removed her undies. "Now, slide further down on the mattress." requested Nat. Nick complied without hesitation. Natalie knelt down at Nick's side. "Lift up," she said as she began pulling down his pajama bottoms. As Natalie freed Nick from the constricting garment, she was awed at the sheer size and girth of his swollen staff. Enthralled she reached for him, caressing its length softly. Her hands slid to his scrotum gently cupping it. Nick surged upward under her erotic ministrations. Nat leaned forward and rubbed her cheek against his penis' turgid thickness. She grasped it and guided it along an erotic trail. She slid her body across the delicate vertical membrane on the sensitive underside as she rose upward: down her neck, her breast, across her nipples, down her abdomen. Finally, as Nat came upright, she straddled Nick. She took his penis inch by inch and sheathed it within her moist folds. She closed her eyes, savoring the powerful masculinity she encircled. Unbidden, her hips began their own sensual enticement and erotic hedonism, seeking to entrap and arouse the awakening beast within to satisfy her own carnal lust. As Nick felt himself being drawn into her, he arched his back and cried out his pleasure. Sensations long dormant thrummed to life, a burning desire to thrust and penetrate his lover, to drive both himself and her to a bittersweet climax. He felt her rise and fall upon him, building his desire to heights he had never seen before. He rose to meet her every downward stroke, penetrating ever closer to her core. Faster and faster she rode him stoking the inferno now throbbing in his manhood. He reached out to touch her breast once again but she smacked it away. He looked up through a golden haze and growled his impatience as the vampire surged forth demanding its share of this succulent prize. "No!" she screamed at him as her feverish eyes locked with his stalking gaze. Headless of her refusal, Nicholas lunged for her and captured her in his iron embrace, attempting to gain control of her. He forced her mouth to his as he resumed thrusting into her. He drove ever deeper, seeking the center of her. After a few moments, he released her lips, so lost was he in his anticipation of the sweet release to come. He heard her panting in need of his possession. Her mewling sounds only fueled the need to increase his fervent pounding within in her. Natalie was hanging on the edge. She was close to going over. She wanted the flames to consume her utterly, but she wanted him to watch as she fell over that edge to induce him to take her back up the to this lofty height of heaven again. She took advantage of the respite he gave her and sat up. Once again, her lover raged as she balked at allowing him to reach his climax. Once again, he reached to reclaim her. Natalie witnessed the frustration enter his shimmering gold eyes. As his hands reached for her, she gently encircled them with her own. He paused briefly to contemplate her next move. "Wait, please?" she asked softly. "NO!' came the low rasping growl. He attempted to jerk her forward with a gentle tug but suddenly gasped as he felt her constrict the muscles around his cock as she slowly rose upward. He moaned in need as she began this new sensual torture. "Natalie!" he cried. He wanted it to end, to jump into the carnal fires and let it consume him. Now he became the prey as he sensed her stalking him, playing with him, and building the anticipation of the sweet death to come. "Watch me," said Natalie suddenly. She grabbed his hand and brought to her clit. She separated his fingers and placed them on the small swollen mound. "Touch me," she pleaded and he did. His fingers lightly flicked across the center of her pleasure. He increased the tempo as she increased her downward thrusts. Not once did his eyes leave her enraptured face that was now grimacing in sensual torment. Her eyes closed as her surging passions were rising to engulf her. With one last downward stroke against his cock, Natalie screamed her climax. Nick thrust up within her to grind his shaft against her cervix, eager to satisfy her evident need for his possession. He was overwhelmed by the beauty of her face as her orgasm pulsated through her. Natalie collapsed upon his chest as the ensuing languor sapped the strength from her legs. But his desire had not yet been satisfied. He wanted to take her back up the cliff again. Nick moved to flip Natalie onto her back, his engorged penis still within her. "Again!" came the savage whisper in her ear. Natalie inhaled sharply at his dark fervent tones. "I want to feel you come again" he said in that deliciously wicked tone. To emphasize his desire, he thrust hard against her once again. He entwined his hands with hers and held them to either side of that glorious mane of auburn hair atop her head. "Nick," she pleaded, "I can't." "Oh, yes you can sweetling," he replied in a rough voice. "I'm going to make you." Nick delved into her, pumping her, pounding her, forcing her sweetness to flow yet again. His mouth plunged down into hers to penetrate further. Natalie's fire rose deep with her womb. Her body wriggled in its anguish to satisfy the demands he made. His lips left hers, licking down her neck, the swell of her breast, to the top of her hard erect nipples. There his deft tongue attacked the rosy centers with a barrage of short flicks and nips. Natalie moaned as the agonizing pleasure tore through her body. Nick continued pummeling her, his rhythm ever increasing. Nick released her hands and came up on his knees to pull her hips higher in to his. Natalie spread herself open to him, allowing him full access to her inner secrets. He grabbed her ass and squeezed and held her imprisoned. His thumb slipped between her wet folds and found her clit. His thumb pressing hard against it, gently grinding into it. "I'm going to make you come again, Nat," he said as his intense gaze held hers. Suddenly he withdrew himself from her and raised her hips to his face and draped her legs over his shoulders. His tongue thrust deeply into her vagina. It stabbed into her then withdrew to swirl around her clit. He sucked her hard. "Come on Nat, give to me," he coaxed and then continued his hard sucking. Her breathing came in heavy gasps as she neared the top. But there was something else that beckoned her. It was the vampire. It called to her subconscious once again, creating a desperation for competion with in her, to join it with her very soul. Nick could feel her reaching out to him in surrender, her soul eager to mate with his. The vampire roared its demands to him as well. As Nick once again delved his tongue inside her, the flames of desire overwhelmed her and she came again, screaming his name. Quickly Nick lowered her to the bed and impaled her. He pounded her hard once, then twice, her muscles contracting madly about him, holding him, enticing him to leap into the flames as well. "Nick....please" she sobbed in wanton torment, "Take me. I need you to take me. Nick fought his way toward her. The fire with in him now a hunger so intense, but he couldn't get there. He needed more. he needed to feel her inside him to complete the cycle. He needed her blood surging through his body. His eyes burned red as the sound of her pounding heart echoed in his ears, he fought the beast for control. It wanted to taste her submission, wanted to devour her ecstasy. Nick grabbed Natalie's wrist and plunged his fangs into her as he continued driving his cock deep with in her. As her blood flowed into his mouth he seized upon her climax. He entwined himself within her, becoming part of her. He ground his cock within her, prolonging her climax until he joined her. The intense blaze within her rose to meet his hunger and incinerated him with in their flames. And then he came within as well, throwing back his head and moaning her name as her soul decimated the raging hunger within him. The vampire, now replete, withdrew its fangs, its primal instinct calling for her preservation as its very survival had now become linked with her own survival. She had screamed out in agony needing the completion to feel whole. This burning ache consumed her and left her in despair; and then finally she was allowed her release as his seed erupted within her silken sweetness. She shuddered as she felt his essence couple with her own. He collapsed upon her, his body trembling. They could only hold each in silence and grief as they felt each other slip back into their own corporeal shells. Part 5 The room was black and silent. The shadows of the room were kept at bay by the light flickering in the massive fire place, a somber figure kneeling towards its enticing warmth. The ambient glow of the flames enveloped his pale face bringing a slight flush to his cheeks. It danced across his tousled blonde hair, bathing it in amber gold. He wore naught but a black silk sheet across his bare shoulders and chest as he once wore his mantle centuries past to protect him from the elements and the chill of many a cold dark night. His legs were clad only in thin black silk pajama bottoms. The fire entranced him, focused him as troubled thoughts plagued his conscience. So much had changed in such a brief time. The desperate loneliness of his life now gone, vanquished forever by the subjugating hunger of the vampire that inundated his fragile control and drove him to possess the woman, now his lover, upstairs. Never had he imagined the detestable creature now slumbering within him would deliver unto him his heart's desire. It demanded a deadly price. A vampire's coupling demanded the inevitable destruction of its lover, a devouring and obliteration of his partner's essence to satisfy its gluttony and licentious yearnings. Natalie, his heart's desire, was now the core of both his existence and the vampire's, who now only subsisted on her blood and refused all others. For the first time in centuries the beast's and the man's desires were one. But how long would this equanimity last? How long until this halcyon period in his life would turn to ashes as had all his attempts to find love and happiness? And what price must Natalie pay for the solidarity of his own psyche? How long could either of them survive now that the vampire as well as himself desired....no loved her above life itself. Even now he could close his eyes and caress her very soul, enmesh himself within her, stir her passions, and beckon her to his side. Their blood mating had created this unseen, palapable bond. The vampire yearned for no other but her now as did the man. Even now, the craving to take her stirred within his loins and sang in his blood. He had already taken her blood twice this day. His appetite for her seemed insatiable. What, if in a moment of intense passion, the vampire should take too much and kill Natalie? What if.....? Nick sighed in helpless frustration. There were no assurances for Natalie's safety now. He could not let her go, not unless he found the strength to leave Toronto or destroyed himself.... Suddenly Natalie's anguished scream of "Nooo!" shattered the dark stillness of the room. The door of the bedroom flung open as she ran down the stairs, a downy comforter partially wrapped about her nude body against the chill of the room. Nick's eyes immediately flared to gold as he glimpsed the exposed skin of her nude form as she approached him. Even now in the depths of guilt and angst his need of her blazed forth. He bowed his head to hide his shame from her perspicacity. "Nick! Stop it! Stop it!" she cried as she fell onto her knees before him. "Please stop torturing yourself," she sobbed as she reached for his bowed head to caress his cheek. His only response was to turn his face further away. "Nick, please. Look at me," Nat pleaded. "Natalie, go now. The hunger is rising again," choked Nick, his face still turned into his own shoulder. "I don't have the strength anymore, Nick," she murmured softly. "I can't be without you again, not after last night. Don't ask that of me." "Natalie...PLEASE!" protested Nick in a hoarse voice as he lifted his head and stared at her with despairing eyes. "I want you again! I can't control this craving I have for you! This need to..to.." His voice trailed away as he felt the warmth of her touch upon his skin. "I'm not going anywhere, Nick" came the emphatic reply, "and neither are you. I feel your need and I feel ITS needs as well. It's become my need. I'm drawn towards you....ALL that is you, both man and vampire. I want to satisfy you and give you what you want. I love you Nick," said Natalie as she moved closer to him. "I might destroy you," he stammered. "Or you might love me," she whispered, her lips only inches away from his own. Natalie reached for the black sheet and slipped it from Nick's shoulders. She lovingly caressed the smooth line of his shoulder, sliding the one hand down his chest to mingle with the other that caressed the light sprinkling of blonde curls there. Her fingers splayed across the hard line of muscle and each hand strayed to the small pink nipples where thumbs slowly circled round the contracted centers. Natalie lightly blew across the blonde chest hairs and smiled as tiny bumps appeared across Nick's flawless pale skin. She pressed her soft cheeks into the steely hardness of his chest and rubbed against the wiry blond curls. Nick's body stiffened at the contact but he allowed her to continue to touch him. Nat raised upward, her cheek never losing contact with him. She slid up toward this throat and lightly nibbled and kissed the cord of muscle at the side of his neck while she continued to caress his arms. With a feather touch, her fingertips glided down his shoulders to his inner arms where they paused to lightly stroke down from his elbow to the center of his palms and back up again. She felt the delicious shiver vibrate through Nick as his breath caught in a succession of small gasps at each new touch upon his skin. Encouraged, Nat trailed kisses up the underside of his chin, up to angular planes of his cheekbones, to his eyes, and finally to rest upon his lips. All the while Nick remained motionless, savoring the tantalizing magic of her hands and lips. But as Natalie moved to deepen their kiss, Nick suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her away from him. "Nat...." he reluctantly protested. He reached for her small hands and held them within his own and stared into her luminous eyes silently begging her to stop. Nick felt his composure shattering with each advancing intimacy. But as he stared into her eyes, he became mesmerized. Her fathomless eyes and her slightly parted lips beckoned him to love her. Natalie pressed her forehead to their joined hands and kissed his fingertips; and then moved to his wrist, an unspoken plea to let her continue. She lifted her gaze once again to look through the tears now falling upon her face, her eyes begging him to trust her, to let her love him. Nick's body trembled as his body waged a bitter war with his conscience. He could not look away from her. He was captured by her eyes, hypnotized, imprisoned with her in this impossible love they shared. She leaned forward once again rubbing her cheek against the back his hands in silent entreaty as they continued to hold hers at bay. Nick continued to stare at her for long minutes until he could no longer refuse her nor deny himself. As the last wall of conscience fell, Nick acquiesed to the passion flaring within him. He pulled their joined hands to his own lips and then guided Natalie's hands back to his chest. Then he reached for the quilt covering her and slid it from her shoulders, baring her body to his own hungry gaze. As soon as Nick placed her hands upon his chest, Natalie began to fondle him with each thumb along the perimeters of his nipples, smiling in delight as they contracted at her touch. Her lips fastened upon his throat where she licked his tantalizing skin, sucking it hard and leaving a purple discoloration in the wake of her traveling lips as they journeyed down the sloping ridge between his throat and shoulder. There she nibbled lightly down the ridges and inclines to his collarbone. Every gasp of pleasure Nick uttered augmented Natalie's desire to devour him with her body: her lips to entice, her tongue to torment, her hands to caress, her moist chamber to beckon the release of his seed within her. She wanted to touch him everywhere. Natalie's lips continued their relentless journey across his chest to the opposite side, giving it equal treatment. Meanwhile, her hands constantly stroked his breasts, then slid down his flat stomach to envelop the bulge growing within the thin silk pants. As Natalie gently cupped his scrotum, the bulge grew suddenly larger; and Nick sighed with sensual pleasure. Natlie reached around to caress Nick's ass. She grasped it gently and squeezed his cheeks, pulling them apart. As Natalie pulled his Nick's hips into her own, she ground herself into his burgeoning penis and pressed her body full against his, slowly moving her breasts back and forth, rubbing her nipples across his own. Her hands glided up his back. Her caressing fingertips sailed down the smooth curve of his back, following the line of his spine. Nick trembled at her light touch and buried his head and hands into her hair. Nick returned her fervent caresses with his own. His own lips found the graceful slope of her neck and he licked and sucked her there, imitating her earlier advances to him. He mirrored her movement for movement, thrust for thrust, kiss for kiss and, and touch for touch until she momentarily broke away from him and stood before his kneeling form. Nick grabbed Natalie about the waist to stop her retreat. He began to kiss her belly and moved down the soft curling hair at the apex of her thighs. His hands grabbed her by her buttocks and squeezed her there and pulled her forward, increasing the pressure of his invading tongue as it stabbed into her moist folds. Slowly, back and forth, in an erotic undulation she moved against his slick, deft tongue. Natalie felt herself become increasingly wet as Nick's tongue abandoned her damp cavern to lap at her clitoris that now stood erect and swollen. Her head dropped back in ecstasy as she felt her vagina lengthen and tighten, her muscles loosen and turn liquid in readiness to ensnare his thrusting body during penetration. But not yet, not just yet. She wanted to savor him still, to prolong the sweet agony. Taking a deep breath, she plunged her hands into his softness of his blonde hair and pulled hard, jerking his face away from her. His eyes widened in shock at the sudden interruption of his erotic ministrations fearing he had offended her, or that she might have changed her mind. Natalie shushed the apologies forming on his lips by sealing them closed with her own. Her tongue invaded his mouth, finding every recess and hidden crevice with in. She wrapped her tongue around his and licked away her own juices from his lips. She sucked his lips and drew them into her own mouth. Then again, she suddenly released him and wriggled out his embrace. She walked around behind to kneel down and press her body against the length of his back. Her hands dove into the thickness of his hair and swam among the soft waves. Slowly, she continued to comb her fingers through his leonine mane. Nick leaned back against her, purring with contentment at the sensual comfort of her fingers in his hair. After several minutes, Nat's hands left his hair and explored his back, massaging away the earlier stress of emotional upheaval. She intermixed light feather strokes with deep muscle massage with the fleshy part of her palms. As she felt his body relax and mold to hers, she reached around and caressed his nipples, once more inciting his arousal. Natalie nipped them with her fingers, gently tugging at their erect centers. She splayed her hand across his chest and kneaded his pectoral muscles. She slid them down his stomach, encircling his navel on the way, then continuing down to the waist band of his pants. Her fingers slipped just inside the waistband, tantalizing the bulge beneath, but never quite touching it. Slowly she eased the garment downward until it reached his bent knees and she could go no further. She caressed the roundness of his ass and slid her fingers into its crevice to tease the sensitive skin around his anus. Nick bucked in response to the intimate invasion as her fingers lightly passed over the anal opening. Then Natalie was pushing her full weight against his back forcing him to go face down onto the floor. "Lift up," she whispered into his ear. He obeyed. Natalie eased the black silk down his legs. Its smooth material sending frissons of pleasure over his skin as it slid across the sensitive surface. Natalie's lips followed in the wake of the silken garment, lightly passing over swell of his buttocks, down the back of his thigh, behind his knee and muscular calf to his ankles. She attended both extremities with equal vigor. Nick lay upon the rug totally at ease, eager for her to continue as he felt her weight settling astride his buttocks. Natalie leaned backward and with both hands began a sensuous trail starting from the soles of Nick's feet, up his ankles, over his calves, his knees, and finally his thighs. She continued the journey with the palms of her hands from small of his back to the base of his neck. As her fingers and palms methodically manipulated the the planes of his shoulder blades and neck, Natalie's hips rocked in synchronous rhythm against Nick's tight ass. She felt a langour spreading outward from her core in her lower regions as she rubbed her clit against him. Wanting more contact, Natalie leaned forward and caressed Nick's back with her own erect nipples, with the softness of her hair trailing behind. Nick arched his back slightly as his right hand came round to touch her thigh. "Nat..." he asked softly. "Soon," she responded gently, "Soon." She dismounted him and asked him to turn over. She grabbed a pillow from the couch and placed it under his head. "Do you know how much I love to touch you?" she whispered close to his ear. "Your skin is flawless and feels like the finest silk. I love to run my hands over every inch of you." Nick gasped as she began her torture once more. She knelt next to his prone nude body and leaned forward. Taking both hands, Nat encircled each of his nipples and lightly scratching them with her nails. She moved to run her fingers down and around the outline of his chest muscles trailing down his stomach. Her hands spread out to either side of his groin, only the softness of her hair passing over his engorged penis, that now twitched with the need to bury itself within her soft, moist flesh, its head a deep purple. Then she returned again to his face and ran her hands softly across his lips, his cheeks, his eyes. She lifted his arms above his head and entwined her hands together with his as she bore her body down upon him. As she began to move upon him he felt his groin tighten in anticipation of the devilment she was about to unleash upon his eager flesh. Natalie began nuzzling his throat, slowly licking along the side of his neck and then sucking with sharp nips in between. Nick grabbed her and pulled her body hard against his. Suddenly, Natalie reared her head back and opened her mouth wide. She plunged forward and bit into the supple flesh at the side of Nick's throat. He cried out in his pleasure at her penetration of his flesh. She ground her teeth slowly back and forth against his skin. He emitted a low growl as the vampire fully emerged with protruding fangs and flashing golden eyes. Natalie sat up and stared hard into the eyes of her vampire lover. She lifted her chin slightly in defiance of its power, daring him to deny HER power to incite his carnal lusts, and challenging him to take her before she was ready to surrender. Boldly, she viciously nipped sensitive areas upon his body. His nipples, his breast, again at his neck, everywhere she could sink her teeth into his immortal flesh while avoiding the hands that sought to capture her face. After every nip, she raised her head and smiled in triumph as she sought to kindle his frustration, to bait and tease and torment him into a frenzy. Suddenly Nick caught his hand in her hair and wrapped its soft tendrils about his fist. He pulled her face up to his and forced her mouth open. His tongue ravaged hers and plummeted further into her mouth savoring the taste of her. Natalie fought against this savage onslaught. She managed to turn her head to the side, thus freeing her mouth but exposing her throat. Nick took advantage of her mistake and clamped his mouth onto the vulnerable expanse of flesh. He suckled her fiercely and lightly nipped at her with his fangs. Greedily he licked at the blood welling from the small shallow puncture marks. As the first taste of her blood slid down his throat, Nick writhed in need to possess his Natalie. His erection pulsated. Nick grabbed Natalie by the shoulders and attempted to nudge her downward to end his torment and bury himself within her, but she resisted him. "Natalie, enough! I need you now," protested Nick roughly. "I'm not ready yet," she replied. "Let me go and I'll help you." Helpless to do otherwise, Nick released her. Natalie immediately moved lower down and then knelt to his side. She reached for his engorged member with both hands. One hand encircled the base of his shaft and began pumping it in long, slow strokes. The palm of other hand lightly rubbed the head of his penis in a circular motion, stopping occasionally to trace the its ridge with her fingers. Nick thrust upward as the heat within his groin grew hotter. "More," he begged Natalie, "Touch all of me." Natalie moved down closer to him and spread his thighs apart. She kissed the head of his penis and licked around the coronal ridge several times. She licked him from the base of his shaft on its sensitive underside up to the the delicate vertical membrane where her tongue flicked across it in short bursts. She felt Nick thrust upward into her mouth. But she wanted to torment him further. She cupped his scrotum as she licked her way back down his turgid shaft. Her fingers lightly scratched the smooth expanse of his perinem as she moved her lips and nipped at his inner thighs. "Natalie!" he screamed in frustration. She turned around to see red tears fall down his cheeks as his discomforture now became unbearable. Immediately Nat took his penis into her mouth and sucked him hard taking him almost all the way into the back of her throat. As her mouth drew back on his penis, her tongue swirled around him and lapping again at the delicate membrane below the head. Natalie repeated this several times to help alleviate the pain she had caused, but Nick continued to moan in agony. She realized that he needed his release, and there was only one way that was possible. "Nick," she said quietly close to his face,"Take me....." He needed no second bidding. He came up on his knees behind Natalie who was also still on her knees. Immediately he impaled her and began a slow erotic thrusting. Natalie relaxed against him and spread her thighs wider to allow him to bury himself deeper. With every stroke, Nat could feel the wetness within her increasing, allowing him penetrate in a faster rhythm. She came down hard into his thrust increasing the delcious friction. Nick wrapped himself about Natalie in a protective cocoon. One hand reached for her mound and gently ground his thumb against the hood of her clit while his other hand reached round and cupped the fullness of her breast. Natalie once again felt her vagina lengthen and tighten around his hard cock. The languid heat was building toward a searing flame. Nick's cock penetrated deeper until it came to rest near her cervix. Natalie felt her body begin to tingle and she came down upon his cock even harder, faster. "Oh God, Nick harder. Please" begged Nat. Nick quickly obliged, as he too wanted reach his own climax. Natalie arched upward and backward into the heat of Nick's body. She raised her arms and entwined them around his neck as he continued to rub her clit and thrust into her. "Nick...harder... faster," Nat pleaded once again. She needed him so much but somehow this wasn't enough. She needed to his essence, his soul but he seemed to be holding back in fear. She sensed his agony, he was fighting the vampire again. "No, let him have me" whimpered Nat to her love, "I need the vampire too!" "No, not again," said Nick in a thick voice as he struggled to give her fulfillment without taking her blood. "Nick, please take me now. I can't bear this much longer" implored Nat. "Nick...." Natalie pulled his head down toward her throat, but Nick reached for her wrist. "No! Not that way again! I need you HERE!," she said as she once again pulled his head to her throat and this time held him there in vice grip. The smell of her was driving him mad. He clamped down upon her throat and suckled hard. Natalie went wild, her body slamming into his as white hot pleasure shot through her down to her womb. "Now, oh God, Nick please now!" she screamed. Nick thrust his turgid cock into her hard and fast, relentless. She pushed his mouth harder against her neck. Finally Nick surrendered to her and opened his mouth wide and plunged his fangs deep into her flesh. He continued to pound her as her sweet essence flowed into him. He hugged her body tightly to him as it shuddered and Natalie screamed as her orgasm inundated her. With the first swallow of her blood, Nick gasped against her skin as he felt her surround him in a white light that blinded him with its brilliance and seared him with its intense heat. Her soul sought him out and claimed him for her own, to never again surrender him to the dark lonely void in which he had imprisoned himself only a few short days ago. The vampire within eagerly danced in the flames of her desire, at long last finding an eternal well to give sustenance to its empty existence and satisfy its raging lust. As Natalie's blood filled him, Nick wound her essence tighter about him fusing it to his. Her strength gave him courage to face the future. Her love taught him acceptance of himself. Her devotion inspired temperance of thought and action. Her faith reclaimed his soul. The sweetness of her released him from his prison and he released his seed within her. Natalie's vagina contracted about him, drawing his physical essence into the nest of her womb. She called his name as she clutched his quivering body to her own, her head lying against his shoulder as her own body shuddered in its final waves of orgasm. As their passion subsided, Nick withdrew his fangs. He carefully lifted Nat's exhausted body against him and sat down on the floor, his penis still buried within her. He drew her back against himself and slowly rocked her back and forth in his arms while he stroked her hair. She rested her face against his chest, closed her eyes and sighed in contentment. She was complete now. The reclaimed half of her soul now held her safe in his arms and in his heart. "You're mine now," she whispered softly, "I won't give you up.....ever" A silent tear fell from Nick's eyes. Never had anyone given so much for him. How could he leave her? The answer was simple, he couldn't. He wouldn't. Not now. Not ever. She was his as well. And no matter what the cost nor what the consequences, he would remain by her side. "I know," he said, "I know" He gently tipped her face up to his and sealed her lips in an exquisite, gentle kiss. She opened her eyes and caressed his cheek. "Don't leave me Nick," she pleaded, "We need each other. We love each other. You complete me." "As you do me, my love. As you do me..." he said as he rained kisses upon her forehead. "I could not go on without you now, Natalie. Whatever the future holds for us, rest assured that I will not leave your side. I'll give you forever, Nat, in whatever form that takes. I pledge to you my love, my life, my soul." Natalie reached for his hand and silently kissed it as she brought it to rest against her cheek. Nick pulled her tighter into his embrace and they both stared at the flickering light of the fire before them. Its warm light enveloping them and lighting their way. As long as its flames were fed it would continue to burn away the smothering darkness and vanquish those demons that live in its shadows. Thanks for reading! Any comments, suggestion, or flames send to barneybluebird@classicmsn.com