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Ivy lay still on the bed, her eyes closed and lips parted. I slowly pushed myself further back so I could lie down between her legs. My hands caressed Ivy's stomach and ran down her hips. I traced feathery light scratches across her legs. Her whole body, while very still, seemed to quiver with each touch. I gently pushed Ivy's legs a little further apart, and ran my fingers along her inner thighs. Her skin was so smooth and flawless. I almost hated to leave any marks on her. My hand cupped over Ivy's mound and I could feel her damp warmth. I leaned forward and began kissing my way back down from her bellybutton. When I felt another surge of wetness in my hand, I ran my tongue slowly along her folds. Ivy's arms rose over her head and crossed over her eyes. She was gripping onto her headboard, trying to keep control and allowing me to continue. Her moans only served to spur me on.
I ran my tongue up her folds and over her clit, circling and circling, and with my two fingers, I entered Ivy. God, she was so wet. My scar was pulsating, keeping time with Ivy's breathing, and my self control was beginning to falter. I had to keep clear thoughts for a few minutes longer.
Ivy's hips were moving in rhythm with my hand, grinding against it. I could tell by her panting, she was almost ready to climax. Now was the time for me to really use Kisten's gift. I moved my mouth a few inches over to the soft spot between Ivy's hip and thigh. I placed my lips in this juncture, continuing to manipulate Ivy with my fingers. I grazed my caps over the pulse point I felt in her groin, and just as Ivy came, I bit down.
I had tasted vamp blood once before and I was somewhat prepared for what was about to come. As I drew in Ivy's blood, I could feel her aura mixing with mine. But there was more. I drew in her blood again, and I could feel Ivy's orgasm spill into me. Ivy was moaning and I must have been too. I couldn't do anything but lock on to her and let the waves of sensation wash over us, rebounding from Ivy to me and back to Ivy again. Oh my God, was this what Ivy has been trying to get me to do for so long?
When I finally managed to pull myself away from Ivy, I rolled off and lay next to her on the bed. I lay on my back, slowly coming down from that incredible high. Every nerve in my body was tingling and I felt electric. I turned my head to the side, only to see that Ivy was having the same reaction.
"That's never happened to me before. I mean, I've had plenty of orgasms, but never like that. What did you do to me Rachel?" Ivy's silky voice was sounding a little shaky. Wow, I really rocked her world!
"I don't know how to explain it, Ivy. I think it is because of our auras. They have blended into one before, and that must be what has strengthened what we feel." The colorful spots were finally fading from my vision and my breathing was returning back to normal as our shared effects were slowly wearing off.
Ivy was on her side with her head laying on her arm looking at me. My scar on my neck began tingling again. How could she be ready again so soon? Ivy pushed herself closer and rolled over on top of me. "That was wonderful, my little witch, but like I told you, when you were done, it would be my turn." Ivy's lips curved up into a wicked grin.
Adrenaline flowed through my body and all I could think was that I wanted Ivy to bite me. Ivy leaned over and kissed me, tasting herself and her blood on my lips and in my mouth. My body arched up into hers, and my arms pulled her down so that there was no space between us. I wanted it all; I wanted Ivy to do everything she promised. My experiment was fun and exciting, but now I wanted to experience a master at work.
Ivy sensed my emotions, and with a soft groan, she moved her mouth from mine and began to work her way down my neck to my scar. All that was registering in my brain was soft lips, sharp teeth, velvety tongue and the feel of tiny nips along the edge of my scar. I gave up trying to form thoughts or words and just went with what I was feeling. And as I rode the waves of pleasure that were crashing over my body, I thought the night couldn't get any better. Boy was I wrong.
