C.T. 03

Dolhanna: With my back pressed up against the wall, Calin on his knees before me. The fire within me was still burning hot. His large hands drifted down to my knees, spreading them apart. Feeling a wild beat pulsing through my veins, he looked up at me, letting me know I was his next meal. Putting his mouth to my sex caused my legs to tremble. Running his tongue across my slit moaning as he did causes the most delicious sensation to shoot through me. His tongue moved up, parting me. Reaching my clit he began to suckle and lick; taking his time, slowly bringing me to the brink of orgasm. Raising my leg to his shoulder allows him better access to me. Halfway between a sigh and a moan, I grab the back of his head to pull him closer to me; grinding against him seeking a much needed release. Reaching up, watching me all the while, Calin rubs his thumbs over my hard, sensitive nipples causing me to pant in short breaths as his tongue and lips work my clit. Knowing my orgasm is close, he pulls away…” I want to watch you come baby, let me taste you.” Putting his tongue back to me, my head falls back against the wall, fingers digging in his shoulders, riding his tongue as my climax blasts through my body causing me to arch off the wall as spasm after spasm rocked my entire body. Crying out his name, my fingers knot into his silken hair. Rising to his feet, keeping me pinned to the wall his mating scent engulfs me; his hands are rough with his need. Spreading my legs with a knee then plunging upward he buries himself fully inside me. I wrap my legs around his waist. Growling out one word… “Feed.”

Calin:

After 48 plus hours of almost non-stop sex, it has become savage in its intensity, I’m consumed, need to please Lhanna, hopefully impregnate her with a youngling. Licking her sweet juices from my lips, keeping her pressed against the wall, sinking into her heat, her walls are grabbing my cock; sucking at me, pulling me deeper in her. Enveloping her with my mating scent, looking deep in her glazed, passion filled eyes, I growl out “Feed.” Offering her my neck, she licks her lips, bruised from my kisses. That right there makes my shaft harden more. Watching her fangs elongate, offering her what she needs, she strikes. Sinking deep she drinks. Thrusting up, my hips bunching, muscles tight, wanting to be as deep as I can get. Slowly I withdraw and then bury myself back in her. Repeating this over and over. The slow torture beginning to take its toll; feeling my balls tighten as Lhanna sensually seals the bite, my breathing becomes rough, quick intakes of air, my heart pounding. There is a roaring in my ears, the chill at the base of my spine; I came hard in her as her own orgasm milked my cock of every last drop. Placing my forehead to her to hers I feel her go lax in my arms. My body is the only thing keeping her from sliding down the wall. Bracing my hands under her sweat soaked ass, our bodies glistening with our efforts I walk us to the bed, still connected. Sitting, with Lhanna still straddled across my lap, my face buried in her neck as she strokes my back, she offers her vein. Licking that sweet spot before piercing her vein; taking my nourishment I close the bites. Getting off the bed, Lhanna still in my arms,I make my way to the shower. Placing her on her feet, I turn on the knobs to adjust the water. Satisfied when I get the right temp, I pull Lhanna in behind me. Putting her under the warm spray, I make quick work of lathering her up; feeling how toned and muscled her body is beneath my hands yet she is all soft female curves at the same time. Washing her hair she rinses the suds out. Looking at me, “It’s done baby, the burning is gone. My time is over.” Palming her cheek, she turns her face into my palm kissing it. I tell her to go dry off and get to bed. She looks exhausted. Watching her leave, I finish my routine and dry off quickly.

Dolhanna:

The shower feels wonderful; Calin’s hands are loving and efficient in washing my body. My time is over. Calin had been attentive, giving, compliant and so much more. He gave so much of himself; he has to be exhausted. Finished towel drying my hair, I get into clean sheets. Aron must have come in quickly and changed the linens. How does he do that?? Eyes growing heavy, my last coherent thought is I wanted to make Calin a romantic dinner and make it all about him tomorrow night. Yawning, I move to Calins side of the bed, sprawled out and asleep before my head really settled into the pillow.

Calin:

Smiling, maybe we created a little one over these last couple of days. Smiling at the thought of being a pahpa, I walk back into the bedroom to see my female sprawled across my side of the bed. Chuckling as I walk over to the other side of the bed. Ready to hunker down for some well-deserved sleep, not that this male is complaining, I go to close the night stand draw and stop dead in my tracks. Peering in, I know I’m not seeing what the fuck I think I’m seeing. NO! No fucking way!! She wouldn’t do this. Not without talking to me!! Reaching in the draw and removing the vile, feeling my world drop the fuck out from unde me, I know damn fucking well it is to prevent conception. Shooting my gaze to the bed at Lhanna’s sleeping form I feel an overwhelming sense of betrayal and hurt. Calling out her name through gritted teeth, “Lhanna?” Calling louder, “DOLHANNA!” Watching her body jerk from sleep, she asks, “Whats the matter baby?? What’s wrong??” She sits up. As the words leave her lips, I hold the vile between my thumb and fore finger, nostrils flared, heart thundering every muscle shaking from anger, “Care to fucking explain???”