Hi everyone! This story is a continuation of the theme that I started in "The Rewards of Jealousy." Nick is up to his old wicked tricks and Nat is loving every minute of it! Although it would probably be helpful to read 'Rewards' first, as it sets the tone for this one, I believe that this story should stand on it's own. If you haven't, and would like to read 'Rewards', just send me a request, along with an honest age statement, and I'll send you a copy.

Unlike "Forever In My Heart," this is NOT a romantic tale; and should probably be categorized as erotica. This is an Adult story and it contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts (m/f, N/N). It is not for the faint of heart, and it is definitely not for anyone who doesn't like a darker, more aggressive Nick. If you find any of this offensive or distasteful, read no further!

The usual disclaimers apply: Nick, Nat, & Co. do not belong to me, but to James Parriott, Sony/Tristar, etc. My thanks to TPTB for their use. I don't make any money from writing this stuff, no copyright infringement is intended ... yadda, yadda, yadda.

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Many, many thanks (again!) to my wonderful beta readers: Debi McKee, Lea Condren, and Heather-Anne Gillis. You ladies are the best!

Comments, critiques, or virtual rotten fruit may be sent to: fbrady@interhop.net

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Morgue Madness
{Part 2 of my 'Embrace the Darkness' Series}
By: C. Brady -- written in April/May, 1999.

Part 1/3

Natalie pushed her chair away from the computer screen with a sigh. It was no good, she just couldn't concentrate. No matter how hard she tried, she was unable to keep her mind on her work this evening.

She had returned from the lab with test results on a DNA work-up about half an hour ago. Since that time, she had been diligently trying to input the data into the computer so she could complete her report. Unfortunately, her mind kept wandering. Wandering to a certain blond detective who seemed to be occupying her thoughts more and more with every passing day.

Nat knew she couldn't stop herself from daydreaming about Nick; they were lovers now and had been for the past three weeks. In fact, their appetite for each other was voracious. Nick was thoroughly enjoying the fact that he could finally have a very 'human' relationship with the woman he loved. At any time and at any place, he would seek her out and their mutual hunger would assert itself. In the past 21 days, they had enjoyed each other both at her apartment and his loft. On one unforgettable occasion, they had made love with unrestrained delight and wild abandon on the back seat of the Caddy. They had gone for a romantic, moonlight drive in the country, and he had pulled onto a rutted dirt side road and reached for her. The sudden urgency of it, along with the added thrill of possible discovery, made for a very *intense* experience. Then, three nights ago, he had surprised her in the shower. Ever since the night they had first made love, just a little over three weeks ago, Nick couldn't seem to get enough
of her. She remembered every detail of that night; her memory could play back every delicious moment. Nick, blinded by jealousy over her being with an old boyfriend, had arrived at her apartment to confess his love and finally claim her body and her blood. It had ended up being the happiest night of her life, and the most erotic.

All of which led up to tonight's events. Nick and Tracy had arrived at the morgue looking for the DNA profile that she was currently working on. When Tracy and Grace went to check on the progress at the lab, Nick stayed behind with her. The other two had barely left the room when he began to advance on her, a wolfish grin spreading slowly across his handsome face.

Nat could feel his arousal through the bond that connected them -- the union that formed when Nick had bitten her and tasted her blood for the first time. This bond grew stronger every time they made love, with each subsequent bite.

Natalie knew that Nick controlled just how much information came to her; he worried that all the images and signals that traveled between them might overwhelm her. How easy it would be to become lost in them. This new sixth sense was a fascinating and rather frightening experience. She now understood how the women who had fallen victim to Nick's hypnotic charm in the past would have become so addicted to him and his lovemaking. She understood the dangerous obsession, the almost overwhelming urge to encourage him to keep drinking, to hold on to that erotic sensation -- to die in his arms.

Nick pulled Natalie into his embrace and, without preamble, kissed her with open-mouthed passion. His tongue plunged into the honeyed sweetness of her mouth. Her tongue began an erotic duel with his and then ran over and around his fangs when she felt them drop. Nick's breathing became erratic.  Reaching down, he cupped her backside in his hands and lifted her up against him.

Walking over to the wall, he braced Natalie's back against it, pulled her legs up and around his waist, and began to pump his hardened manhood against her trouser-covered mound. ' 'Dry humping' was what we used to call this in school,' Natalie thought absently, feeling her panties quickly become wet in response to what Nick was doing to her. The fact that she could almost 'hear' his thoughts, and knew what he was feeling as he moved against her, heightened her desire.

Nick pulled his lips away from Nat's swollen ones and began to run his tongue gently along her jaw and then more firmly down her neck. As her arousal intensified, her blood began its siren song to the vampire within him, and his eyes began to burn with amber fire. He licked up and down the vein that was throbbing with her excitement, pushing his tongue into it, finding and kissing the marks over the wounds he had put there only three nights ago. Nick's thoughts raced across their bond and burned themselves into Natalie's consciousness. He wanted to be inside her. He wanted to rip her pants off and impale her on his rock-hard cock, right here, right now.  He wanted to hold her bare ass in his hands as he pumped into her, as he drove his fangs into her neck and tasted her orgasm in her blood. He couldn't get enough of her.

Natalie knew that the beast was very close to taking over completely, and reluctantly, she also knew that this was neither the time nor the place for fevered lovemaking.

"Nick, we have to stop now," Natalie said gently. "Tracy and Grace will be back at any moment and I don't feel like giving them a free show. Not to mention the shock of their lives."

Nick dropped his forehead onto the cool tile beside Nat's head. She knew that he was struggling to get his beast under control again, to somehow cool the fire that raged within him. She understood so much better now about the battle that he fought on a night-to-night basis. Now that she knew of the terrible seduction, the dark force that the vampire represented, Nick's inner strength amazed her. It would be *so* easy to fall prey to the heady power of the beast. She admired Nick's ability to contain it.

Nick set her on her feet once again. He took two steps back from her, and she could see golden flecks still sparkling in his eyes as he looked at her.  He grinned wickedly, the tips of his fangs still exposed.

"This isn't finished, Nat," he purred at her, his normally deep, melodic voice roughened by lust. "I can hear Tracy and Grace coming down the hall.  That's the only reason I'm letting you get away so easily. But we *will* see this through to its inevitable conclusion very, very soon ... I promise you."

Natalie was grateful for the support that the wall behind her gave. Her knees felt very shaky, both from the aftershocks of their unfulfilled encounter and from the sheer seductiveness of his softly-spoken words.

At that moment, Grace and Tracy walked through the door, deep in discussion about a newly released romantic comedy that both had recently seen.

Grace took one look at Nat's disheveled clothing and flushed features and knew that they had almost walked in on something *very* interesting. The normally unflappable Dr. Lambert was looking very flustered. It was just too bad she and Tracy hadn't arrived a few minutes sooner. It would have been very entertaining to see them try to keep up the "just good friends" pretense that they were both so fond of.

Nat could tell by the look on Grace's face that she had a pretty fair idea of what had just taken place between her and Nick. Putting on her best professional face, she quickly gathered her composure and asked: "What did you find out at the lab, Grace? How close is the test to completion?"  Natalie was proud of the fact that there wasn't a trace of breathlessness in her voice. She was grateful to the benevolent God that protected drunks, little children, and lovesick coroners.

Grace knew better than to ask any probing questions of her boss in front of the two fair-haired detectives, so she settled with giving Natalie a knowing grin and answered her inquiry. "Won't be ready for another hour, minimum.  Two hours at the most." Having said that, Grace bid the two officers a quick good-bye. She then left to finish some paperwork of her own.

Tracy had asked Nick if he was ready to go, and, after giving Nat a sizzling look that was meant to melt her into her shoes, he and his young partner had left.

That was two and a half hours ago, and Nat had been unable to get her mind back on the job. It had been a slow night as far as new cases went. There had been no autopsies to perform, no bodies waiting in the 'cool room'. The cool room was a large, refrigerated holding area just off of the autopsy suite. It normally stored cadavers awaiting their appointment with the coroner, but tonight it held only two empty gurneys.

Natalie was grateful for the respite. In her present state of mind, she had grave doubts that she would be able to do her job with her customary thoroughness and efficiency.

Deciding that caffeine was just what she needed to kick-start her concentration again, Nat stood up from her chair and stretched. Heading over to the coffeepot in the back corner of the room, she found one of the stretchers from the cool room parked haphazardly on the far side of the autopsy table. Sitting at the other end of the room, she had been unable to see it before.

"What the hell?" Nat mumbled to herself. She knew it had not been there earlier. Nick and Tracy had both been standing on this side of the table and the gurney had been nowhere in sight. Was somebody playing tricks on her? It often happened on slow nights. Some of the morgue assistants would move things around, switch bodies or other such things. They usually
confined their practical jokes to each other, but perhaps tonight she was the target for their off-beat sense of humor. Their timing was terrible, Nat thought darkly; she was in *no* mood for teasing tonight.

Grumbling to herself, Natalie pushed the gurney over to the holding room, opened the heavy, reinforced door, switched on the dim light and shoved the damn thing back where it belonged. She decided to park it against the far wall, away from the doorway.

Her task completed, Nat turned to leave. Suddenly, at that moment, the light went out, plunging the room into total darkness. She heard the heavy metal door bang shut.

Standing in the inky blackness of the cold room, Nat's heart leapt into her throat as her senses urgently informed her of a very significant fact.

She was not alone.

End Part 1/3





Morgue Madness


Part 2/3

Natalie's heart thundered in her ears as gooseflesh rose on her arms. She squinted her eyes, straining to make out a form in the darkness. Her scalp tightened as fear caused her blood vessels to constrict, giving her the feeling that her hair was standing on end. She felt horribly vulnerable and terribly disoriented in the perfect blackness of the room. She was unconsciously holding her breath, listening for any movement that would give her a clue as to the location of her 'companion'.

Suddenly, she found herself grabbed from behind and pulled back against a rock-hard body.

"It's about time you came in, Nat." Nick's voice purred sensually, his breath teasing her ear and causing her to shiver in response. "I thought you were never going to get around to bringing that gurney in here."

"WHAT??" Natalie sputtered. "You mean that *you* put it out there? You tricked me?"

"I didn't *trick* you, Nat. I didn't want anyone else to know that I had returned. I didn't want there to be any chance of being interrupted like last time, so I simply arranged for us to have a little privacy. I knew I wouldn't be able to talk you into coming in here with me, so I decided to surprise you. We have some unfinished business, remember?" Nick's tongue traced the delicate inner curve of her ear as his hands grasped her hips and pulled her back against the very obvious sign of his arousal.

Despite the coldness of the room, Natalie could feel waves of heat coursing through her body. Nick always had this effect on her. Just hearing his deep, masculine voice whispering in her ear had caused her knees to go weak and her panties to dampen once again. She could sense his need for her; it was throbbing along their connection, intensifying her own desire.

Grasping her shoulders, Nick spun her around to face him. Natalie gasped as she saw burning red eyes glowing down at her in the dark. Nick was growling softly, low and deep in his chest. Nat knew that his fangs had dropped and she could feel, through their bond, his need to bite, his desire to penetrate the soft flesh of her neck. The vampire was with her now, its power enveloping her, seducing her.

Grabbing her lab coat by the lapels, Nick impatiently pulled it down her arms and flung it across the room. His hands came forward to undo the buttons on Natalie's red silk blouse, but there were far too many buttons and he was much too eager to patiently unfasten them all. With a soft tearing sound, Nat's blouse parted and he pushed it off of her shoulders.  With a hungry growl, Nick pulled her forward and ran his fingertips over the puncture marks on her throat.

"Just a taste, Nat. Just a little bit to take the edge off of this burning hunger. I *need* you," Nick moaned in a raw, passion-filled voice.  Leaning down, his breathing fast and ragged, he ran his tongue slowly, tantalizingly over the delicate skin that covered the throbbing vein. His
tongue danced along its length, from the junction of her neck and shoulder, to the ticklish spot behind her ear. He retraced the route, this time allowing his fangs to scrape over her skin. Natalie felt a delightful clenching in her abdomen as she waited for Nick's first penetration of her willing body. His arms tightened around her, and her breath caught in anticipation.

With a rough growl, he clutched her to him and sank his fangs deeply into the velvet softness of her neck, re-opening the wounds that he had placed there three nights ago. Natalie gasped at the sudden, sharp pain, then moaned as she felt his lips fasten onto her throat and begin the erotic suckling. Nick pulled deeply, drawing her rich, sweet blood into his mouth and swallowing hungrily, filling himself with her essence. He reveled in the feeling of completion that sharing Nat's blood always gave him.

Nick took only a few mouthfuls of the warm ambrosia before he forced himself to stop and withdrew his fangs from her. Licking and kissing the wounds closed, he then moved his lips to hers and kissed her deeply, his tongue ardently stroking hers.

As Natalie returned Nick's heated kiss, she could taste her own blood on his lips and tongue. The coppery, metallic taste didn't repulse her as she expected it would. Instead, she could feel the intense pleasure that Nick felt whenever he drank from her, and it only served to increase her own passion.

"Nick, please turn the light on. I want to *see* you," Nat's voice was husky with her own great need.

Happy to comply, and aided by the vampire's keen eyesight, Nick walked unerringly to the switch and flicked it on. The dim light glowed weakly, softly illuminating the two lovers.

Nat gazed at this man who could turn her knees to jelly with just a look.  He was wearing a blue silk shirt that intensified the color of his eyes, and tight, tight jeans. Her common sense told her that they were playing a dangerous game. At any minute there could be one or more bodies arrive for autopsy. Past experience had taught her that the morgue could go from calm
quiet to bustling activity in the space of a few seconds. Doing what they were doing was crazy, sheer madness! She couldn't deny her own hunger, however, and she needed to make love with him NOW.

Slowly, sensuously, she peeled the remains of her blouse off her body.  Reaching down, she unzipped her charcoal-gray slacks and gradually inched them down her shapely legs. She then stepped out of her pants and stood in front of him. She was wearing a beautiful red lace bra and panties along with her garter belt, stockings and black high-heeled pumps. Ever since she
and Nick had become lovers, she had started wearing beautiful lingerie all the time. Nick's appreciation of the sight before him was evident by the prominent bulge behind the fly of his jeans. The sight inflamed Natalie's desire.

Nick took in the enticing picture before him. Natalie's breasts were amply displayed by the lovely bra she was wearing. It was one of those half-cup bits of lace and satin that pushed her lovely boobs up and held them like an offering. The coldness of the room had caused her nipples to pucker, and they were peeking impudently through the red lace; his mouth watered with his need to taste them. She was wearing a red lace thong that barely concealed the treasure of her femininity. Nick could smell her arousal and knew that she would be hot, wet, and ready for him. His cock ached with the need to be buried in her welcoming warmth.

Smiling seductively, Nat approached him. She ran the palms of her hands up his rock-hard chest, the pectoral muscles rippling in response to her touch.  Her hands continued their journey across his wide shoulders and down the strong arms. Lifting his hands, she planted a kiss in each palm and then licked from the palm to the wrist of his right hand, causing Nick to hiss softly. Releasing his hands, she ran her fingers across the top of the waistband of his jeans, feeling the muscles of his flat stomach react to her action. She pulled the tail of his shirt out of his jeans and slowly began to unbutton it. Her task completed, she pushed his shirt off his
shoulders and allowed it to drop to the floor.

Natalie then undid the silver buckle on his black belt and slowly pulled it free of the belt loops. Turning her attention to his jeans once more, she undid the button and unzipped them. She gently ran her fingernails over the now exposed flesh of his abdomen, under his bellybutton and just above the thatch of dark blond pubic hair, sending ripples of sensation through him. She cupped his scrotum in one warm hand and kneaded gently, sliding her other hand up and down the hard length of his denim-covered penis.  Hooking her fingers in the belt loops, she tugged his jeans until they fell around his ankles.

Natalie's eyes grew round when she saw that Nick wore no underwear, none of any kind. Her eyes flew to his, a silent question in their sapphire depths.

Nick grinned wickedly as he said, "The less that I have to take off when I'm with you, the better." Reaching down, he pulled off his shoes and socks and dropped them to the floor. Straightening up once again, he stepped out of the jeans gathered around his ankles and kicked them aside; he was now standing before her totally nude.

Nat's breath caught in her throat as she gazed at this marvelous specimen of masculinity. Her eyes traveled from the top of his golden head, over the broad shoulders, to his wide, heavily-muscled chest with its sprinkling of glinting flaxen hair. God, he was *magnificent*. Her visual journey continued across his washboard stomach and followed the thin line of dark
blond hair down to the proudly erect penis. Long, thick, and pulsing with life, it stood out from his body. Seeing where her eyes lingered, his hand moved to his erection and he began lightly stroking himself, teasing her.

"Come to me, Nat," he beckoned. "I've got something for you."

Her legs barely supporting her, she did as Nick asked.

End Part 2/3




Morgue Madness


Part 3/3

Her eyes locked onto his. Drowning in the azure depths, and drawn by the sensual promise that they held, Natalie approached Nick.

Nick watched as she walked up to him -- lips slightly parted, her hips gently swaying, her shimmering auburn hair loose and cascading in rippling waves down her back. She was Venus personified, and she was *his*.

Nat walked into Nick's open arms, happily surrendering to their mutual need.  She felt Nick's hands gently slide up her spine until they reached the clasp of her bra. Nat barely drew a breath before the bit of red lace was expertly undone and had sailed over to join the ever-growing pile of clothing on the floor.

Nick's hands moved to caress her arms, running up and down the length of them. He then gently grasped her shoulders and spun her around until her back was once again resting against the solid wall of his chest. She felt his hands at her waist, felt them slip forward to glide sensuously up and over her ribcage to cup each full breast in his palms. He kneaded them
gently, pulling and playing with the hardened nipples, rolling them between his thumb and forefingers. The erotic attention that Nick was paying to these sensitive nubs caused Natalie to feel an electric jolt of pleasure. 

Nick was enjoying the feeling of Nat's full breasts filling his hands. The tight buds of her nipples teased and tickled his palms as he squeezed the ripe fruits. He slowly slid one hand down her flat stomach until he reached the tiny wisp of red lace that covered the core of her femininity. Pushing the material aside, he slipped his hand down to cup the wet heat of her.  Finding her hardened clit with his fingers, he rubbed gently, causing Nat to moan and collapse back against him. Placing his other hand on her forehead, he tipped her head back so he could have access to her luscious lips. He covered her mouth with his, found the sweet morsel of her tongue, and drew it deeply into his mouth, sucking gently. He then plunged his own tongue into her mouth at the same time as he pushed two fingers into the fiery heat of her. He pumped his fingers in and out of her in the same rhythm as he thrust his tongue within her mouth. Her hips were bucking wildly against his hand, and he could feel her abdominal muscles tightening in preparation for the orgasm that was fast approaching.

Pulling his lips away from hers and growling deeply, his eyes a glowing amber, Nick grabbed the lace underwear on one side and ripped the filmy covering off Nat's body. Bending her forward over the gurney in front of them, he grasped her hips and pushed himself into her from behind. Plunging his aching shaft into her wet cavern, Nick looked down and took great
delight in the decadent picture before him. Bent over in front of him as she was, with his hard cock deeply buried in her sweet sheath, and wearing only her red garter belt, stockings, and heels, Nat looked like every man's secret fantasy.

Holding her hips tightly, Nick began to move against her, pumping his rod into her again and again. That she was enjoying his attention was obvious by the little mewling noises she was making. Nat was very vocal when it came to sex, and he knew from the sounds she was making that she was rapidly approaching her climax.

Bending over her back, he grasped her swinging breasts in his hands and ran his fangs over her right shoulder. He pumped her harder as he relished the feeling of her vaginal muscles clutching his turgid member so tightly.  Nat's moans increased in volume, and she was pushing back against him, meeting his every thrust with unreserved enthusiasm.

"Ohhhh, Nick ... please, don't stop!" Despite the cold, Natalie's back glistened with a fine sheen of perspiration. Her movements were becoming more and more abandoned.

"Yes ... yes ... YESSS ..."

Natalie threw her head back and screamed his name as she came. The sound was music to his ears. Nick increased the urgency of his thrusts as he felt the muscles of her sheath contract strongly around his shaft. Giving one final, hard lunge, he stopped all movement and stood buried in her wet heat, allowing her to fully savor the final flutterings of her climax.

He kissed and licked his way down her spine and then withdrew from her.  Turning her around to face him, he captured her eyes with his own, letting her see all of the love and desire that was burning there. Placing his hands under the softly-rounded cheeks of her behind, he gently lifted her and placed her on the edge of the gurney. Parting her knees, he then slid his hard prong back into her, making her moan with renewed desire as she wrapped her legs around his hips. Pulling her into a tight embrace, he once again began to thrust his swollen member within her. He cupped one full breast reverently in his hand, and then bent down to suck the hard nipple.  He pushed Nat down into a semi-prone position on the gurney, which allowed
him to sink even deeper into her womb. Nick could feel his own climax rapidly approaching as he felt his cock touch her cervix.

Snarling with lust, Nick's fangs pierced the pillowy flesh of Natalie's breast as he gave one last hard push and exploded within her. Nat cried out, and he felt her come once again as he savored the taste of her blood.  Closing his eyes in pleasure, he experienced the intensity of her climax as it mixed with his own. The depth of her feelings for him surged across their bond and was alive in her blood. As always, it filled him with a wonderful warmth and a feeling of peace unlike anything he had experienced before in all the years of his dark existence. He marveled anew at her unconditional love for him, and at the fact that she loved and welcomed both the man *and* the vampire with equal fervor. She was the most incredible woman he had ever met in nearly eight centuries on this earth, and it would be far easier for him to walk in the sunshine than to give her up.  Withdrawing his fangs from the sweet flesh of her breast, he lovingly licked the last few drops of blood from the plump mound. He hugged her tightly.

Natalie couldn't tell where her orgasm ended and Nick's began. Thanks to their blood bond, it was as if she were a part of Nick. She could feel what he did, she could sense his thoughts and anticipate his desires. She could feel the incredible pleasure that he experienced when the man made love to her, and the intensity of the bloodlust when the vampire surged forth. She also felt the power of his love for her and his total commitment to her.  Nat could not remember a time in her life when she had ever felt so content ... so fulfilled. Nick represented the other half of her soul; without him she was incomplete.

The two lovers relaxed with limbs entwined as their breathing slowed to a normal rate. Nick remained deeply buried within the velvet warmth of Nat's body, savoring the closeness and basking in the wonderful afterglow of their mutual love. Both felt a contentment and a feeling of peace that had been missing in their lives just one short month ago.

Natalie suddenly shivered violently. Their passion spent, reality was now reasserting itself in a big way. She remembered that she was almost totally naked in a refrigerated room, and that Nick's vampire physiology meant that he had no body heat to share with her. Reluctantly, it was time to bring this exciting and rather bizarre interlude to an end.

Shifting on the gurney, she attempted to slide out from underneath him. She was amazed when, in reaction to her movement, Nick's semi-flaccid penis began to twitch and harden within her once again.

"Nick ... we *can't* ..." Natalie started to protest, but he grasped her by the hips and pulled her down onto his rapidly growing erection, grinding himself into her, bringing her own hunger roaring back to life. She gasped as his hands slid from her hips up to her sensitive breasts. Gently pinching her nipples, he then leaned over her and slowly sucked one of the rock-hard little morsels into his cool mouth, sending ripples of pleasure through her. He began thrusting rhythmically within her once again, and she was lost. All thoughts of protest flew from her mind as the sheer pleasure of loving Nick took over.

Grasping Nat's legs behind her knees, Nick gently placed her calves on his shoulders, opening her completely, and allowing him to sink even deeper inside her than before. Nat gasped as she felt Nick's cool, hard length slide in and touch her very core. Buried to the hilt, Nick stopped and slowly rotated his pelvis, creating a friction that stole her breath each time his cock rubbed against her hyper-sensitized clit. Unbelievably, Nat could feel the familiar tightening that heralded the approach of another orgasm.

Nick also sensed that she was close to another release and began to rapidly pump himself in and out of her hot valley, giving her what she needed to find paradise once again. Changing his angle of penetration to stimulate her g-spot, he electrified her, making her nearly scream with her pleasure.

Suddenly, they heard Grace's raised voice. Muffled though it was by the heavy metal door, her words were still audible.

"Dr. Lambert? ... Natalie? Are you in here?"

Then ... other voices.

"Where would you like us to put the bodies, ma'am?" came a male voice.

"Just leave them there. I'll wheel them into the holding room until I can locate Dr. Lambert," was Grace's reply.

Natalie gasped, knowing that discovery was imminent, but was unable to deny her body the release it was clamoring for. She perched on the edge of the precipice, ready to fall over into heaven once more. She could no more stop her body's journey to the inevitable than she could stop the tides.  Nick was holding her tightly and growling low in his throat, pumping into
her fast and hard. She felt his tongue and fangs at her throat once again, and that pushed her over the edge.

Her back arched, pulling her body as taut as a bowstring as Natalie experienced the most intense orgasm yet. Every nerve in her body seemed to contract with pleasure. Her scream of fulfillment was muffled by Nick's lips, which had hurriedly covered hers at the pinnacle of her pleasure. His razor-sharp fangs sliced into her bottom lip, and he hungrily sucked the blood that welled there. She felt his cock start to jerk, pumping his cool semen deep within her womb. He stifled his own growl of pleasure as best he could, but the earthy sound still rumbled around the small room.

Giving Nat a fast kiss, Nick hurriedly pulled out of her and went over to unscrew the light bulb from its socket, plunging them into total darkness once again. Standing to one side of the door, he watched as it slowly swung open and Grace appeared, pushing a gurney. Flicking the light switch, and getting no response, she cursed gently and turned to open the door wider to
allow more light from the other room inside. Nick had moved into the doorway and stood there, magnificently naked, blond, and powerful. Grace gasped loudly when her eyes locked with the glowing amber of his. Nick was using all of his skills, concentrating on her heartbeat, capturing her will and bending it to his own. He allowed his power to wash over the attendant,
putting her in his thrall.

"Listen to me, Grace, and do as I say," Nick commanded in what Natalie referred to as his 'vampire voice'. It was deeper and gruffer than his normal speaking voice ... and almost impossible to ignore or deny.

"You will go to the storage room to get a new light bulb," Nick continued.  "You will not remember seeing me here, only that you opened the door to this room and found that the bulb had burned out. On the way back, you will stop at your desk for a few minutes to check the paperwork on these new arrivals.  Do you understand?"

"I ... I understand." Grace stammered, mesmerized.

"Then go," Nick commanded, handing her the 'burnt-out' bulb.

Grace, clutching the bulb in one hand, set off on her mission.

Nick turned to Nat and said with a devilish grin, "How quickly can you get dressed? I'd say you've got maybe five to ten minutes, tops."

Before he had finished his first sentence, Natalie was rushing around, gathering her clothing. Throwing her things back on, she was now almost totally dressed once more. She bemoaned the sorry condition of her favorite red silk blouse, now torn and quite beyond repair. Nat hoped the fact that she was now 'blouseless' was adequately hidden by her lab coat, which she
wore completely buttoned.

Nick had also dressed quickly and was looking at Nat with a loving smile lighting his handsome features as they walked back out into the main autopsy room.

"Natalie?" Nick said softly, gently tipping her chin until she was looking into his eyes.

"Have I told you lately how beautiful you are?" Nick whispered as he placed soft kisses across her brow. "Or how much I love you? About how empty these past eight centuries have been, despite the history I've witnessed, despite the people I've met? It's been a life devoid of love or tenderness, of the simple joy of knowing that you are important to someone else. Do you have any idea how precious you are to me?"

Natalie smiled, her eyes brimming with the love she felt for this incredible man.

"I know that, Nick ... and I hope you know that I love you more than I ever imagined it was possible to love someone. I can't claim to have been searching for as long as you have, but nonetheless, I am immensely grateful to whatever god or fate that was responsible for my being on duty the night you were brought in here. From the moment you first sat up on my autopsy 
table, I knew that you would be a very important part of my life."

Gazing into each other's eyes, they exchanged a smile filled with warmth and love. It was at that moment that Grace reappeared.

"OH! Detective Knight ... you startled me. I had no idea you were here.  *There* you are, Natalie! I've been looking all over for you. We have some new customers," Grace stated.

Nat breathed an inner sigh of relief and looked at Nick with quiet gratitude. It was evident that his hypnotic suggestion was successful.  Grace obviously had no memory of seeing him, stark naked and with glowing yellow eyes, in the holding room just ten minutes ago. Nat shook her head at her own impulsiveness ... where had the conservative, stoic, professional gone? If anyone had suggested one month ago that she would make wild, passionate love in the refrigerated room of the morgue, she would have laughed until her sides hurt. Such impetuousness was for other people, not for the reserved, dependable, ever-reliable Dr. Natalie Lambert. However, when Nick was around and gave her 'that look', all of her common sense flew away, and her only thoughts were of the love they shared ... and the
pleasure they could give each other.

Grace's voice interrupted her musing.

"Just why *did* you come back, Detective? And where were you earlier, Natalie? I came in here looking for you, but you were nowhere to be found."

"My fault, Grace," Nick answered quickly. "I came back to see if the results of that darn DNA test had been completed. We really need those results before we can go forward with this case -- so I'm afraid I came back to put some pressure on Nat. We had gone to the lab to double check some things, and I kept her longer than I should have. My apologies." Nick gave
Grace his best little-boy smile, and she wasn't immune to its effect.

She smiled back and said, "Well, I hope you got everything you needed."

Nick turned and looked at Nat, a wicked grin on his face.

"Oh yes," he said, giving her a look that went straight to the pit of her stomach. "I definitely got everything I needed..."

"For now."

<Finis>

Comments are welcome at:

fbrady@interhop.net

Hope you enjoyed my steamy little tale. Part 3 of the series will be coming in the near future, if RL co-operates. Many thanks to the people who have written and asked for more 'Dark Nick', I hope you enjoyed it.

Till next time, your friend in the knight,

C. Brady

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