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He quit moving long enough for me to notice and open my eyes to look at him questioningly.

“I’ve got very little control left and won’t be able to stop myself, so please, don’t ask me to do anything that you don’t want me to do.”

“Please.” I said the word while moving my hair over to one side of my shoulder, giving him better access. “Please bite me. I know you like it.”

His whole body shuddered but he kept his grip on me, not letting us fall.

I felt his tongue snake out when he
buried
his head in the crook of my neck. Once, twice- his tongue stroked across my skin, making me feel more alive than ever. He lowered me onto his erection, slowly
letting me take him in while I
 
clutched his shoulders.

The pain
of his huge member entering me
barely started before being replaced with
ecstasy
. His fangs
buried
into my neck, a moan escaped him the same time I cried out. The suction of his fangs pulling the blood into his mouth was incredible. I came with such a force it startled both of us.

Whe
n I stopped writhing
he began slowly in
ching me down the length of him
until I was to the hilt. He remained still for a minute, seeming to gain back his control. He removed his fangs from my neck, licked me, then pulled his head back to look at me. Blood dripped from his fangs until his tongue slowly cleaned them both off, then shuddered anew when I began rocking back
and forth, loving the way he felt
inside me.

“That was amazing.” My voice was hoarse, making him growl when he claimed my lips with a rough kiss before pulling all the way out, then slowly sinking himself deeper.

“I can’t hold out much longer.”

I grasped his shoulders and began rocking my pelvis in
rhythm
to his thrusts. Our slow friction started bringing on new feelings, even better than the first. He stretched me to the point of pain, though I felt none when he moved so
deliciously
inside of me.

He picked up the pace, whirling around to lay me on the bed, then grabbed hold of both my hands and held them above my head as the friction increased. When he bent to kiss me
,
his fangs were out and I loved the feel of them when they scraped against my bottom lip, surfacing a
fetish
I didn’t know I had. When he abruptly shot them back into his gums, I cried out.

“Bring them back.” I pulled his bottom lip between
mine
then pretended to bite him, making him chuckle as he let them
descend
again.

I licked them befor
e intertwining our tongue
s
.  A new metallic taste lingered
while his thrusts got faster and faster. He was pounding into me with an impos
sible speed
, my head tossed back and forth as my brain tried to comprehend the amount of pleasure coursing through my body.

“Look at me.” His voice was edged, deep and sultry.

I opened my eyes and stared into his bright
fuchsia
eyes, his fangs still
protruded
as a new wave of euphoria hit me. He exploded into me with such force I screamed
in pleasure
until losing my voice. My body tingled until he slowed his thrusts while kissing my neck.

When he claimed my lips again, I had to break it off almost right away so I could breath
e
, then felt the cool spray of water against my back before he turned us again to take the spray until it w
armed. We were now in my shower.  H
e continued to hold me against him while remaining inside me.

“That was...” Were there any words for the amount of perfect that had been? I couldn’t find them.

“You are so beautiful.”

With him still inside, my hormones came alive again, making me rock back and forth, his erection still rock hard.

“Can you?” A warm mist hit my face after ricocheting off his shoulder when I bent and nipped at his skin.

“All night, lover.” His thrusts picked up to that superhuman speed and I saw dark spots in my vision before closing my eyes and savoring his feel. “Bite me.” He repeated my earlier words to me.

I lowered my head and nipped at his shoulder again, then at the base of his neck while I cried out at the glorious storm on
its
way from bursting out of me.

“Bite me.” He repeated his words in a growl, effectively making me obey.

I bit down hard enough to break the skin, his body shuddering as if it was the most wonderful feeling. Blood started seeping between
my teeth.
I lifted my head and only swallowed what was already in my mouth, not wanting to gag around a mouthful. Liquid gold flowed down my throat, making my whole body zing with awareness. Everything seemed brighter, more realistic and thicker, pulling my attention back to our writhing bodies and the wonderful friction we created together.

My senses seemed to come to life for the first time. I could see, hear and feel things that never seemed to be there before. The scent of Parker's skin was even more intoxicating and addicting, awakening a being inside me I didn't know was there. Hearing Parker's faint moans of passion had me
lose
all control, taking him in all the way before using the shower wall with
my feet to pull him in and out while my breasts continued to bounce up and down, skimming his chest. His hands gently cupped my ass before he picked up the speed, slamming into me forcefully, yet lovingly. Our bodies synchronized in the most beautiful, pleasurable way. The moans pouring from my mouth were a mystery. I’d never heard them before.

“You feel it now. Feel how complete and wonderful we are together.” He pressed his lips over mine just as I began convulsing around him for over a minute until he did the same, yelling out into my mouth when his seed filled me once more.

My body began shaking. Even when he moved me under the warm water I continued to
tremble
. I couldn’t control my muscles. They were too relaxed and sated. He chuckled while quickly cleaning us both between our legs, then wrapped me in a clean cotton towel before laying me back down on my bed.

He disappeared for a few seconds, then ca
me back dry and stalking toward
me as if he were ready for round three already, or six if you were counting how many orgasms I probably had. I lost count.

I watched him stop at the end of my bed. He grabbed my left leg and started pressing kisses to my ankle, then up my calf to my thigh.

“That was amazing.” I still couldn’t move, my body like jelly, the effects of his blood seeming to dissipate from my system.

“I’m ready for another round, whenever you are.” His voice vibrated off my thigh, my nerve endings already on alert in that region, making me lift my hips off the bed in blatant invitation that I was ready for more.

“You are so amazing. A dream come true.”

His nose tickled my skin.

“A dream? Am I what you dreamed about before you woke up in a pool of sweat clutching the sh
eets a few weeks
ago?” His breath blew against my crotch, mixing sweet coolness with my damp heat deliciously.

“Yes.” If he was going to be honest with me, I’d do the same.

That seemed to make him happy as he lowered his head and continued his pleasurable torture.

ELEVEN

Parker walked me
to my office
the next day around nine thirty
after sating both our desires to the full
est
extent. I’d only gotten about four
hours of sleep but I was fully
 
rested and loving life today.

He went up to my floor, kissed me on my desk, then left before we got incredibly inappropriate in front of what little co-workers showed up today. It was almost
painful
watching him walk away, but I watched him leave the building, turn back and wave at me, though I was twenty floors up, then walked around the corner and disappeared.

Two days past until I finally got a text message from him saying they hadn’t found anything, but he’d call me when he got back into town.
 
I didn’t reply,
too afraid I’d announce my undying love for him. Instead I
kept reading the message again and again throughout the day to remind me he was real and coming back to me.

On Monday morning I was elated, expecting Parker to show back up at any moment. The night came and went, without me sleeping much, before Tuesday morning came and I decided I’d waited long enough and sent him a text.

U ok?

That seemed harmless enough. What I wasn’t expecting was how the conversation turned out.

Y?

I waited a few minutes but he didn’t say anything else. I was hoping it was some sort of joke at first, but that clearly wasn’t the case.

Its Tuesday

I went to our mandatory meeting and when I came back thirty minutes later my heart almost stopped at the words written across my phone screen.

And....

And? And?
??
And he told me he’d be back Monday at the latest. As a last resort I double checked the phone number I was sending the texts to. It was correct.

Not giving up hope that this was some sort of a joke that was not even close to b
eing funny, I dialed his number
then hung up when it went to voic
email. I dialed Francis’ number
then hung up when it again
went to voicemail. Those jerks!

And nothing

Julie came in and took a seat across from me, frowning once she saw the look on my face.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I was pissed off and didn’t want to talk about it, let alone take it out on her, so I grabbed my purse and told her I was taking an early lunch.

“Want me to go with you?” Her sad eyes only made the situation worse.

My phone beeped and I dug it out of my purse only to read more infuriating words.

Good

That asshole! I blew out an exasperated breath and stormed out of the office, barely making it out of the building before I started crying. I
hailed
a cab and made it home in ten minutes, shutting myself away from the world and locking myself in my room.

We’d had the most amazing night ever, then he just up and leaves. Of course. He must’ve known how unhealthy of a crush I had on him and used that to his advantage. Everything was just a big setup to get into my pants willingly. He must not like to force himself on women, but instead needle his way into
their
lives until he gets what he wants.

That stupid blood oath meant nothing. Did nothing. He said he wouldn’t lie to me and obviously he did.

Stupid. I should’ve learned by now.

I didn’t go back to work until Wednesday, looking like hell since I didn’t bother with any makeup and threw on the same clothes I’d worn
yesterday
. Julie was early and attentive to all my requests, holding her tongue even though I knew she wanted to talk about what was going on, but respected my privacy.

On Thursday I’d gotten a little better, at least changing outfits and showering before heading to work. At noon I got an unexpected visitor, Brian, who let himself into my office while I was finishing up a deal over the phone. When
I
fin
ally hung up I forced a smile on
my face to greet him.

“Hey, Brian, what’s up?” I really wasn’t in the mood for this fake
politeness
, but somehow mustered up the strength to put on a good show.

“Not much. I was in the area and was wondering if you’d like to have lunch with me.” He flashed me his boyish grin, continuing before I could respond or come up with some lame excuse not to. “Just down the block to the Subway, nothing fancy.”

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help but smile. His
persistence
bothered me before, but now I thought it was kind of cute.

“That sounds wonderful.”

 
             
My tone was too cheery and he caught on that something was wrong, but
didn’t comment
as he escorted me to lunch. When we got close to the corner I decided to change our plans.

“How about we go somewhere we can get some drinks instead? It’s been one of those weeks, ya know?”

He smiled back at me and boldly took my hand while we crossed the street and headed to the closest pub.