Revelations, part 5
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by elise  Aug 6,2000
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Last time:  
He (Nick) was gazing at her with obvious desire.  He hesitated for a moment 
before responding in a sultry voice.
 
"You do have boobs...very nice boobs..."
 
Now:
 
     First, Natalie flushed with undisguised desire then she blushed with 
embarrassment.  "Don't play with me, Nick," she whispered.
     Grinning uncontrollable, Nick reached up and began fondling her breast, 
squeezing them and brushing his palms across her nipples.  "Like this?" he 
teased her softly.
     She had to smile at that, but the smile faded to a look of uncertainty.  
Her hands found their way atop his as he continued to touch her.  "You DO love 
me, don't you?" she asked.  Her eyes begged him.
     Finally, he understood.  Nick sat up suddenly, holding her around the waist 
as she straddled him.  Looking deeply in her eyes, he answered the question she 
dared not voice. "Yes, Nat," he insisted.  "I love you more than anyone I've 
ever known, mortal or immortal."  
     Her smile was instaneous and as bright as the sunrise.  Returning her 
smile, he cupped her face in her hands and kissed her.
     The kiss began as loving, gentle and tender, but it quickly became hungry 
and insistent.  Nat pressed her body down against his manhood, and Nick groaned 
with desire as he felt her wet heat through his jeans.  
     Slowly and deliberately, Natalie stood and drew Nick to his feet.  He 
followed her eagerly to the bedroom, where she turned and kissed him again.  
      Her robe now gone, Nat slid her hands down Nick's chest and stopped at the 
top of his jeans.  Button undone, zipper lowered, and her hands hungrily began 
to explore him.  "Oh, Nick, I love you so." 
      The vampire was aroused and responded.  This time the beast, for once, 
blended it's own form of sensual assault with that of the man.  Nick, man and 
beast in accord, drew his tongue down Nat's throat, tracing the blue veins 
beneath her smooth, clear skin.
     As Natalie teased his manhood, drawing a shimmering red droplet to its tip, 
Nick licked his way down to her breasts, where each tiny blue vein was licked.  
     "Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou," Natalie whispered reverentially over and over.  
It had become a prayer for her, and the prayer seemed to soothe the beast in 
Nick.
     He took her breasts, one after another in his mouth, sucking, flicking his 
tongue across her nipples.  He buried himself in her scent, in her desire for 
him, in his need of her.     
     Self-restraint, common sense, neither had a part to play here.  Both were 
completely forgotten in the heated pleasure of the moment.
      Amber eyed, Nick knew his fangs had dropped.  Now, they were long and 
hard, too.  He brushed his fangs across her nipples, then suddenly bit into the 
breast.  Natalie cried out in pained pleasure, and Nick made a low and dangerous 
growl deep in his throat.
     The puncture drew little more than a few drops, which Nick lapped up 
quickly before plunging his fangs into the other breast as well.
     Nat's hands were bringing him to the brink. Instinctively, then, it hit 
him.  He would lose his Natalie tonight.  His sweet, mortal Nat.  This thing had 
gone too far, and he could taste her aching need in those few, precious drops of 
her blood.
     He would lose her one way or another.  If he dared try to stop now, or even 
slow them down, she would feel it as rejection, as if he were denying the love 
he so fervently declared earlier.  Then, for her own emotionally safety, she 
would retreat from him totally.
      Or he would push her back onto the bed (as he had dreamt of since he'd met 
her), and he'd make love to her completely, filling her with his seed as she 
filled him with her blood.  He'd take too much.  He knew he would.  Those mere 
droplets were enough to tell him that he would never be able to control.  
Forever, he would crave her and her alone.
     And if he took it all?  What then?  Let her die or bring her across?  He 
must decide and quickly. 


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----Okay, Betsey, your turn!