Her eyes brightened. It was as if life was literally spilling back into them, lighting them up. More tears pricked her eyes and threatened to spill over so she rubbed at them so they wouldn't streak down her cheeks. She felt his hot breath on her face, her head next to his. She swallowed hard, "I love you too," she said. She didn't say anything else, wasn't even sure what else to say. Her heart felt like it might shatter - this time not from pain but from happiness. It actually hurt because the feeling was so foreign to her. Her body pressed up against him, her breasts pressed against his chest.
Alcide raised a hand and touched her cheek. He couldn't believe what he heard and wanted to question it, of course he does. But looking at her, he almost saw emotions pouring out of her. He lowered his head and closed his eyes as he felt her naked chest pressed on his. His mouth parted and brushed lightly on hers.
She closed her eyes, her lips parting and touching his gently. She smiled against his mouth, "Maybe we should try that shower again?" she suggested, her hair still plastered to her head and face. She didn't want to question how he felt or even how she felt. Question something too much, pick at it and you end up shredding something that used to be wonderful. If they picked at it, it would be over before it ever really began. She swallowed hard, trying to control the different emotions crashing into her, making her feel like she was drowning.
Alcide smiled, he opened his eyes, his fingers not touched her blonde hair. "Yeah, we need to wash your hair," he said then pressed his lips on hers. His kiss was gentle, slow, as if he was testing, kissing her for the first time. He caught her lower lip between his lips and just kissed it.
She pressed her lips back onto his. Her own kiss was gentle sweet. Like a new beginning. Or a first meeting, hesitate and unsure. She laughed at his comment, "Yeah, my hair is slightly gross... course, there are other parts of me that are a lot more in need of attention right now," she said with a smile, her eyes lit up and sparkling as she raised her head to look him in the eyes.
"Yeah?" He grinned, reaching behind her and cupping her ass. He remembered once she asked him what type of a man he was- a man who liked breasts or ass? Nobody really asked him such a question before. His hand moved lower on her ass cheek that he was almost touching her opening, lifting her ass cheek gently, he gave it a little squeeze.
She let out a little squeak of surprise when his hand went behind her to cup her ass. His hand was warm, gentle and loving. She gave a tiny moan when he squeezed. "Yeah," she confirmed, smiling against his chest before turning around, with her back to him. Turning her head back towards him, she asked, "Coming?" before she laughed as she realized the double meaning in that question.
Alcide grinned, his mouth landed on her left shoulder giving it a little bite then said to her ear as he caught the double meaning in her question, "Not before you do..." And kissed her ear. He placed his hands on her waist and stepped forward guiding her back to the bathroom.
She chuckled, "I'd so hope. I wouldn't want one of us to get left behind, would you?" she asked, while walking into the stall and putting her hand into it to see if the water was still hot. "Not as hot as before but still warm... Least we aren't in for a frigid shower. That would freeze a lot of body parts off and I gotta tell you," she said, turning to look at him, her eyes going down to his lower region that's covered by clothes now. "I like lots of your parts the way they were meant to be, naturally stiff instead of stiff cold," she said, chuckling at her own double meanings. Her heart felt so light. It scared her. She wasn't used to being scared. Oh, she used to know the feeling of fear in regards to death but she hadn't felt that in a long time. However, feeling fear about something that had to do even remotely about the heart - she wasn't even sure there had been a time that had been an issue and that was the issue.
He smiled at her comments. All the times they've been together, she'd never been this chatty. He liked it. "Well," he said pulling the towel from around his waist and tossing it on the floor before he walked in the stall, "I'm glad you do. " And pinned her against the stall's wall, water again rushed down on them. "Now, where were we?" He said, his eyebrow cocked, he reached for the soap then gently soaped her neck.
Her eyes danced as she silently smiled, "I think... we were just about here, and..." she said, her hand trailing down his chest to the bulge pressing against her thighs and wrapping around it, "Here..."
Alcide growled and pulsed in her palm. "If you keep it up," he said as he thrust in her hand, "You'll have more mess to clean," he chuckled his last words but felt his body's temperature rising.
"Hehe, true, butttt... at least we're already in the shower so, it would sliddd right offff," she said, drawing the words out for emphasis. Her hand closed over the bulge in her hand and she tightened her grip before releasing him gently. "But I wouldn't want to be a tease," she said with a real laugh. Who was she kidding, she loved being a tease.
Alcide sighed as she tightened her grip on her then released him. Talk about teasing, he thought. With the soap in hand he went down on his knees, "Shouldn't we be washing you?" He said and started soaping her front without waiting for her reply.
Her breath hitched, her breasts rose and fell with the excitement that had slide into her stomach when his hands moved over her. "I guess, but doing that... You're only going to make me wet all over again..."
Alcide pushed her right leg to the side, slightly opening her for him. He licked his lips as his eyes fell on her opening, glistening as she was already wet even before she spoke of it. "I like when you're wet," he said, and ran the soap over her lips still swollen from their fucking. The soap lather thickened, he spread it all over her vagina, rubbing it on her clit.
She hissed air out through her teeth. She felt herself opening up and swelling just at his words and few movements. "I like being wet..." she said before her hand going to his shoulder. "You glad you came tonight?"
He looked up and met her eyes then; catching some water with his hand, he rinsed her and then stood up. He stepped closer to her until their bodies were pressed hard and it was as if he was crushing her against the wall. "Definitely," he said guiding his cock to her opening and sliding inside her gently.
She gasped, not expecting him to take action so quickly, feeling him move inside her and swell. "I'm glad too... Didn't want to have wasted all week planning this," she said, the last word said with a moan as she felt him stretching her. Her back of slammed up against the wall. The coolness of the wall soothing the tenderness of her ass cheeks. "Besides, I actually did have plans this weekend but... I changed them."
Alcide lifted her right leg higher giving him more room to slide deeper in her, "Yeah?" He sighed by her mouth, "What were you gonna do?" He pulled out then pushed right back in. God, she was tight, he thought, making his face red in arousal.
"I..." she said, swallowing hard, trying to concentrate on speech. Her mouth gaped open as she drew a breath in, her breasts flat against his chest. "Was suppose to go to Mississippi for the Queen," she said, her hands tangling into his hair, gripping it hard, her face almost actually taking on a sort of blush tone but not really.
"I'm glad you didn't," he replied looking at her face before kissing her mouth. He drove her against the wall as his thrusts became faster. Not thinking about holding back, his hips moved deep, as deep as she would take him. Over-taken by his desires and emotions, her smaller built within his arms made him realized that what happened between them today was real. Leaving his mouth he pressed his lips on her ear, his hand held the top of her head as if to keep her in place while he thrust in her faster, "I love you," he whispered as waves of pleasure swept him.
Pandora nodded, kissing him back before she groaned as he slammed her back into the wall again. One of her hands went to the wall to steady them and the other clenched tightly around a fist full of his hair. She let her head press back against the wall as he held her and continued plunging into her. "I love you." Her eyes widened at that omission. She might have been able to make herself last but his confession touched something inside of her. She moaned and put her legs around his waist mostly being support by his weight and the wall. "I love you too," she said followed by a wail as pleasure coursed through her until she couldn't stand it. "I think we're doing to die from pleasure... Seriously!" she managed to get out.
Alcide moaned, it was uncontrolled and loud that it echoed inside the stall. With her wrapping her legs around his waist, he was able to go deeper in her, if that's even possible. He laughed with her comment, "And we're just starting," he said, burying his face between her neck and shoulders.
Both of her hands lay flat against behind her on the stall wall. He was pulsing and swelling within her, the length of him reaching all the way to her back wall. "Well, dying from pleasure would be my way to go if I had to..." she said, her hips thrusting up and down against him. "I'm going to be so bruised after all this... so its only fair," she said, her fangs plunging into his shoulder.
Alcide felt the stinging pain of her fangs digging in the flesh on his shoulder but he didn't mind. He actually enjoyed the sensation and it added to his lust. Maybe that's one of the reasons why humans get addicted with vampires... He was sure addicted to her. But he knew that it was more than sex... He rocked with her, harder until he was close to the edge.
With her fangs in his shoulder she sucked until blood flowed into her mouth, filling it with the copper metallic taste. Soon she pulled back, licking her lips, his blood still covering them. "God, you taste good!" she said, her inner muscles clenching around him. "Both of you taste good..."
Smiling at her, he continued to pump, his hands on her ass now, driving in quicker, he was coming. His mouth parted, warm breath showered her face, "You feel so good," he grunted, the pain on his shoulder subsided as the wound started to heal.
"You... too," she whispered as her body convulsed around him, her muscles clenching him tighter and tighter before she let the feeling take her. She rode the wave of pleasure until she was left gasping, both hands on his shoulders, gripping him because she didn't think she could keep her body upright on her own. More cum had leaked out and down her legs but luckily because the water was still on, it was washed away almost automatically.
Alcide lightly bit her shoulder as he spilled inside her for the second time tonight. He didn't think it would happen so quickly but it did. And just like earlier, his body was left tired but unsatisfied. He remained inside her until he stopped coming, then nuzzled her neck where he had teased-bite her. With a smile, he said to her with a throaty voice, "I can stay like this all night," pressing his lower body harder against hers.
She chuckled against his chest. Her head on his shoulder. "Yeah? Good thing cause I feel like putty... You make me feel human... Which is a scary thought..." she said, her voice raspy. She was beginning to be feel tired which probably had to do with the need for blood soon.
Alcide smiled at her confession; she felt so light in his arms. He gently slipped out of her body and washed them quietly. The water turned cold so he picked her up brought her to bed where he slipped her under the covers. He slid next to her, their bodies cold and wet from the shower. He looked up and noticed the damage they had done with the head board, "Well, we sure get carried away..." he smiled, his body starting to warm up and quickly. He pulled her inside his arms and lifted one of her thighs and placed it across his waist. "Tired?" His nose touched hers.
She slumped against him when he picked her up in his arms, her arms going around his neck. After he put her in the bed and covered them both with the sheets, she gave a shiver. The cold water only added to the growing coldness of her body. Pandora glanced up to look at the head board and smiled, "Yeah, well. I'm paying enough for the room, the damage for that will be the least of the price," she said with a sigh, closing her eyes. "Tired?" he asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes, their noses touching. "Not tired really. Groggy but its because all this play and emotions are making me hungry. I'd be fine except for the fact I didn't figure in continual foreplay followed by a ton of sex... I'll admit, I underestimated you... and your ... stamina."
He met her eyes, "Don't you have a place of your own?" He knew that she stays with her Queen but he wondered if she did have her own place. He didn't like the idea of her paying for a room just to meet him. He knew money isn't a problem to her and if he had to, he could afford a room like this as well but it didn't make sense to him that they'd be meeting in a hotel when he has a place of his own. Then he reminded himself that it wasn't a proper place for Pandora but then he thought he could always re-do his basement and build a spot for her- he had to stop himself right there as he knew he was thinking way ahead of himself. He didn't even know she'd agree to that. What if she just simply liked luxurious place as such? They would have a problem then, he thought. He raised a hand to brush her damp hair, he grinned at her latest confession, "I'll take that as a compliment. Would you like some blood? It'd make you feel better..." he said to her, now brushing his lips against hers.
She gently brushed her lips over his in response. She thought about his first question a moment, "No, I don't really have a place of my own. When I was human I lived with my mother, well... mostly up until I was 16. Then I lived anywhere that I could manage. After I was turned, I lived or traveled with Russell up until 500 years ago and since then?" she said, thinking about it. "Since then, I've drifted mostly, all over the place. I've only been staying with the Queen for the last 6 months and I don't actually live there so much as drop by once in awhile when I'm not doing something for her or have somewhere else I can stay. Never really had a reason to put down roots... It wasn't like I ever had someone to come home to, well, you know what I mean..." She closed her eyes, sighing. It really was quite depressing when she thought about it. "Would you like some blood? It'd make you feel better..." She smiled up at him, before opening her eyes again. "It's not good to offer blood to vampires, Alcide... you'll find that very few would actually stop after starting and not because we have so little control, though there are some of us especially baby vampires that can't, but mostly its because we just don't want to stop. I'd hate for you to get hurt or even dead. Besides, I find that being so close to you, I can feel your heartbeat on my tongue, almost literally. I can hear it beating so fast and hard. Do you have any idea how crazy that makes me? How hungry? I just don't want you to get hurt."
Alcide raised his body up with his elbow, "I trust you..." he said to her before leaning in to give her a real kiss this time. His tongue ran over her teeth feeling for her fangs which he assumed she still had hidden. He pulled her up so she was half sitting, "Drink from me..." he offered himself to her once again.
She sighed. She was hungry. More so with every second. She really could feel and hear his heartbeat. She kissed him back, not even realizing that her fangs had slipped out. She licked her lips over his bottom lip. "Where do you me to bite?" she asked, nuzzling his neck with her mouth, taking in his scent. It was intoxicating.
Alcide didn't know what was happening- his body was so hot all of a sudden. Well, he was always hot, that's how Weres ran, but being around her, it does something unexplainable to him. Maybe he could explain it- she was irresistible despite how dangerous she was. Maybe that was it, knowing that she was dangerous in so many levels that made him react to her this way. But no, he IS a wolf. Always very careful and took pride of what he is, and this- this thing he had going on with her basically just violated that. But did he care? He growled when she nuzzled his neck, he thought she would just plunge in without any question but she asked. He wrapped his hands around her neck, his eyes wandered on her face, her fangs exposed and ready to bite, "Wherever you want..." he said to her kissing her before letting her feed. And there was something that word, the thought of the act made his body tingle in excitement. Maybe it was his animalistic part, his nature closer to nature that embraced that side of Pandora who feeds for survival...
She didn't think but instead just reacted instinctively. Her fangs plunged into the side of his neck, her hands pushing his neck to the side gently so she had a better access to his vein. Blood poured out of him and into her mouth in waves. It was metallic and yet it was tinged with a sweet taste that added flavor and make his blood that more addictive. Her hands went to his chest, slowly sliding down his body as she tried to distract him, absently hoping she wasn't hurting him. Her mind was so focused, so intent on the blood she could think of little else.
His eyes tightly closed as he felt her fangs cut into his neck. The pain was different from earlier when she nipped on his shoulder. This pain was a lot more intense... But he took it and got lost in it... He was more aware of his heartbeat this time thinking that she was listening to it as she told him earlier. He believed everything that she told him tonight about feeding and not being able to stop. But what made him trust her? Oh, he never felt this way before- so good and so confused at the same time. Not on his own and definitely not with anybody he had been with in the past. Her hands glided down his body, making him moan... Then he spoke, "Have you thought of... Getting your own place?"
She drank and drank feeling herself get lost in the blood lust. Her eyes were dark, almost black as she sucked more and more blood from his neck. In the back of her head, she heard him moan. It wasn't until "Have you thought of... Getting your own place?" that it registered and blinking, she pulled back, her fangs and mouth covered in red. Pandora leaned over to lick the wound. Her hands were still at his waist. She blinked several times, trying to register the words, trying to make sense of them. She felt warmer than she had before, no longer chilled from their shower. "Lately, yes... but there are few places a vampire can just rent or buy without vampire haters intruding. Besides, I don't know of any place in the area that is on the market..." she said, her own voice sounding far away as the blood she'd taken from him ran through her system, spreading warmth and life. "Did I ... hurt you?" she asked, hesitantly.
He felt weakened once she was done with him but he knew he'd be fine. She licked his wound and he felt it start to heal almost immediately. He watched her face when she didn't respond right away; she appeareared disoriented. He then laid down pulling her close to his body; she felt warm. He closed his eyes, suddenly feeling tired but not sleepy, "Well," he didn't know where to begin, "There's always my place," he said nonchalantly, his was glad he had closed his eyes. He didn't think he'd want her to see the hope in his eyes, "You can crash there whenever... I won't mind..." Then he opened his eyes, "And no, you didn't hurt me... I'm fine." He smiled at her.
When she pulled her back down to lie beside him, she closed her eyes. She was listening to his heartbeat but not because she was still hungry but because it was mesmerizing. The continual bum, bum, bum of it could have lolled her to sleep if she let it and it wasn't even day yet. "There's always my place." Thankfully she heard his statement so it pulled her back to the present. "I wouldn't want to intrude. I know you work a lot and must have pack business. Besides, I don't want to get you in any trouble with your pack and I'm pretty sure they would not approve of a vampire living at one of your houses. But it's incredibly sweet of you to offer," she said, propping herself up on her elbow to look at him.
Placing a hand on his forehead, he let out a growl, he forgot about the pack. And she was right, they would not approve of him being with a vampire. Not now. Not never. From the beginning he knew that this connection with her was going to be nothing but trouble. But of course, he didn't truly believe that. No amount of trouble he'd been in the past made him equally happy and disturbed both at the same time. He sighed, "So, I guess this is how we're gonna be doing it then? See each other whenever you have time and meet in a strange expensive hotel like this?" He wasn't being an ass but he really wanted to know because if that would be the case, then they had to figured something out. "Plus, this ain't any safer. For me OR you. I could've easily been spotted by a pack member- Alcide hanging around a vampire hotel. Might as well wear a sign saying we're together." He frowned and suddenly looked up to see the reaction on her face. He wasn't thinking and the words just came out of nowhere. It was true they confessed to each other how they feel but it didn't necessarily mean they were together together. Or are they?
Pandora blinked, listening to him rant. She laughed. She couldn't help it. He sounded a lot like she had earlier just without being totally in a rage. She sighed though and sat up in the bed, still next to him. "I'll admit... It's not exactly the best of circumstances for either of us, myself included. Though I doubt any vampire would come after me for being with you, I've no doubt you'd have at least a pack of wolves trying to kill you for being with me. Besides, I haven't exactly made a lot of friends over the years so anyone, especially vampires, who wanted to get to me could use you. Honestly, I think you'd be in the most danger of the two of us." She sighed again, "I don't honestly know, Alcide. I mean, I guess it all depends on what exactly this is and what we want from 'it' and each other."
He sighed once again and then replied, "It's never gonna be easy..." She was right, he thought, after weighing everything she said. Then he pulled her next to him. He guessed for now whatever they have will do. Besides, they didn't need to rush things. And he didn't want to think about the pack right now. That reminded him about Bastian, the young Were he had been helping to get in the pack had just met a tragedy. He suddenly fell quiet.
She nodded, laying her head against his chest, "No, easy is not something I'd ever describe what we have. Whatever that is. But look," she said, her head raising so they were eye level, "I don't want you to ever get in trouble for being with me so if it comes to that - someone from the pack or whatever, deny being with me, besides knowing me from the bar maybe. I don't want you to get killed for me, for us."
He knew that Pandora was being sensible although he wanted to protest; but it was true, he could get killed even by a pack member if they found out he was with a vampire. He pulled her closer, feeling somewhat a bit cold... Yes, it was never going to be easy.
She sighed against him, "I would understand if you wanted to back out. I just... I know you're a werewolf and all but I can't be everywhere to protect you and I don't want you to -" she started, jerking up in bed, suddenly picturing him being ripped apart by a pack of wolves and at the same time picturing him being tortured and drained by Russell. She paled at the very thought. The first would be more humane, the second, not so much even if the first would be painful.
"I never said I'm backing out," he looked at her when she jerked up and stopped speaking, "I'm gonna be fine... Nothing's gonna happen to me... Okay?" His eyes wandered on her face. He didn't want her to worry or worst, back out on him.
She nodded automatically not believing him for a second. "Right, cause you're vicious and love to kill," she said, kind of sarcastically since they both knew neither of those things applied to him. She gave a really long sigh, "You know... This would be much easier if you didn't mind killing... Sometimes, that tendency with vampires is kind of a plus and not a negative..." True, she didn't kill all the time nor relish doing it most of the time but she had killed over the years probably more people that he'd ever gotten into a fight with. There were very few times when it caused her to feel any kind of remorse. A handful of times she might have but that's it. Vampires were good in that way, they could switch the emotion off easily. Some didn't even feel guilt or remorse at all.
