Through the blur of lust and hunger Sam heard Abby's heavy breathing, felt the smooth skin of her neck beneath his fangs; her sweet hot blood right there coursing through the vein.

He needed to taste her.

A small whimper escaped her lips when he applied more pressure, ready to break the skin. And that helpless needy sound made him come to his senses. He froze, interrupting his actions and focusing again. Fuck! What the hell was he doing? He felt how his clouded mind slowly cleared again and the dark emotions of his supernatural side vanished in the next second. With a groan he locked them away carefully, making sure to not let them break out again for the rest of the night. He had to stay human.

Sam placed a kiss onto the soft spot of skin he had wanted to draw blood from not even a second ago and inhaled Abby's scent deeply before pulling away from her neck to look at her. Abby's gaze was shrouded, she was obviously flushed and heated; Sam could smell her wonderful arousal mixing with the intoxicating scent of her blood and skin. She was so beautiful, more than ready for him and all his. But he had to stay strong and bear the misery. He couldn't and wouldn't treat her like any other human to satisfy a primal need. He wanted her to accept who he really was before taking the next step, even though he was aching to be with her.

"I'm so sorry, baby." He whispered quietly and Abby looked at him confused at first, but as soon as she noticed the look in his eyes, she knew he wasn't going to sleep with her. She tried to hide how rejected she felt, wondering what made him stop.

"I shouldn't have attacked you like that." Sam added, telling himself to be patient. She wasn't going anywhere and it was worth the wait. In the end, it would pay off and he could enjoy her for all eternity - if she didn't run from him. But Sam forced the thought aside, those fears were useless and made him only insecure.

"Well, you didn't hear me complaining, did you?" Abby said angrily and Sam raised an eyebrow, confused about the change in the atmosphere. She was upset, he couldn't believe it.

Abby quickly realized how harsh her words sounded and took a deep breath to calm herself. "Sorry, Sam, I didn't mean it. I just thought we were..."

"I don't want to hurt you..." Sam interrupted carefully and saw how Abby's face softened. She understood that he didn't want to push her, but she had hoped he was finally giving in and was rather disappointed that he had stopped.

"I know that." She said with a smile, stepping closer to him. "And I was the one who wanted to take it slow, but now..." She broke off, blushing terribly.

"What? What is it? Come on, tell me." Sam demanded softly, cupping her chin and making her look up at him again.

"I can't wait any longer." She breathed, her words causing Sam to fight hard for control.

"I love our dates and I love spending time with you, but...all the making out isn't enough anymore."

Sam swallowed hard, his throat tight and desire filling his entire body, making him almost suffocate. He knew Abby felt the same way.

"It's painful, isn't it?" Sam asked and she nodded.

"Sam, I...I've been thinking and...it feels right. What we have is...real." She added hesitantly, fearing to scare him away. "I'm ready for this."

She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling away a little. "I want you, Sam. Do you want me?"

Sam leaned his forehead against hers, letting out a frustrated groan. "Of course, darling. I want you, only you. But there's still so much you don't know about me."

Abby looked at him seeing something dark and undefinable in his gaze. His eyes were pleading, begging her to understand and Abby could see the secrets he kept from her in those depths. There was something he yet had to tell her, something very crucial and important. She didn't know why, but instead of being frightened, she felt herself relax. Somehow she was able to empathize and sense what the matter was, even though she was incapable of grasping it at the moment.

"It doesn't matter. Whatever it is, it won't change the way I feel about you." She said quietly and Sam smiled, feeling relief washing over him. Just like that, she understood.

"I will make it up to you though." He said, wrapping his arms around her. "It's late. How about you take a shower with me and then let me take you to bed?" He whispered seductively, waiting for her reaction. They had never gone this far before. Abby shuddered in his arms. "Yes." She replied and giggled when Sam picked her up unexpectedly to carry her to the bathroom.

Walking in, he put her down and immediately began to unbutton her shirt. Abby's heartrate picked up at his actions; the thought of what they were about to do was exciting and nerve-racking. It always got pretty hot and heavy between them whenever they were together, but it had never gone that far and they had never seen each other completely naked before. Abby was dying to get him out of his clothes, to finally see what he was hiding underneath.

Sam smiled when he heard her heart starting to beat faster, much faster, in her chest and he hurried to pull the layers of clothing off of her. Finally, the last button was undone and he slowly pulled the material aside, his eyes following every inch of deliciously naked skin that was revealed. Abby stood in front of him in her bra and jeans, feeling herself heating up. He was looking with such intensity at her that it made her nervous. He had seen parts of her before - Abby blushed terribly at the memory - but this felt different. Much more intimate.

Sam restrained himself from touching her just yet and moved to undo her jeans instead. He knelt down and looked up at her, keeping eye contact as he slipped them down her legs. Abby hesitantly stepped out of her jeans when they hit the floor, suddenly feeling incredibly vulnerable. But the insecurity vanished when she noticed the desire in his eyes. She was standing before him now in a lacy blue bra and matching panties – just a nuance lighter than her eyecolor and the contrast was mesmerizing.

Sam's eyes continued to travel down her almost naked form; the bra was barely covering her beautifully full breasts and her panties were practically see-through. Abby's face was flushed, her skin glowing and her gray eyes sparkled. How in the world was he supposed to resist her? She was ready for him, wanted him, she had said so herself only moments ago. But Sam couldn't, not without her knowing the truth. She was his for all eternity, he needed to keep that in mind, and for now this was enough.

After fighting back his contradicting emotions and regaining control, he focused again and buried one hand in her hair to pull her close for a hot kiss. Abby moaned, clawing her hands in his t-shirt and pressing to his body, wanting to be as close as possible to him. Sam's other hand wandered to her back, effortlessly unclasping the bra. He broke the kiss and took a step back to take it off, but Abby was faster and had already gotten rid of it and then grabbed the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up and over his head. Wasting no time, she went to get him out of his pants and Sam couldn't help but smile at her eagerness. She leaned up and pressed her lips to his again, not able to be apart from him for too long, as she struggled to get him out of the rest of his clothes.

Sam couldn't wait to get in the shower with her, so he hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties and ripped the thin material easily, making Abby gasp in surprise. She looked up at him, a little confused. She had always fantasized about a gorgeous man yanking and ripping her clothes off of her in an outburst of passion. She was sure she wasn't the only one, a lot of women dreamed about that.

"Would...would you do that again some time?" She asked quietly and Sam understood immediately. "I'd do anything you want and more, darling." He answered with a loving smile and Abby giggled happily again.

Sam pulled his jeans along with his boxers down and her gaze drifted to his semi-hard length."Sam, I don't know what's on your mind..."

"I meant what I said." Sam replied determinedly. "We need to wait. I won't try to seduce you, but I can't help the effect you have on me."

He took her hand and pulled her with him under the shower that was big enough for several people, and turned the water on. The warm stream hit their bodies, soaking and warming them.

Sam kissed her temple and then gently brushed her wet hair over one shoulder and out of the way before reaching for the shower gel. He stepped behind her and Abby felt his hands running slowly over her shoulders and back, softly lathering her skin, and she froze. "Sam, you don't have to do that..." She started, squirming uncomfortably.

"What's the matter?" He asked alarmed, wondering why she seemed so appalled by the idea.

Abby turned a little to look over her shoulder at him. "I've never taken a shower with a man before. I mean, I've had several relationships, even a really serious one..." A shadow appeared in her eyes at the memory, but she quickly shook it off. An unpleasant feeling washed over Sam as he thought about her words. She had been serious with a man and it hadn't worked out. Now what did that mean?

"But no one had ever wanted to do these kind of things with me, you know." She quickly continued when she saw the look on Sam's face. She was already regretting that she had brought up the topic, but she wanted him to know. "The men I've dated usually avoided such intimate moments. After the sex they either took a quick shower alone or disappeared right away. So do you really want to wash my back?" She added, hoping to get a smile from him and he didn't disappoint her.

"Yes, I really want to." He said smiling, her explanation had calmed him again and he decided not to waste any more thoughts on her ex. Abby chuckled and turned around, so she was standing with her back to him again.

"Don't use a washcloth, then." She instructed, closing her eyes."I want to feel your hands."

"I'm glad you're here with me and I don't have to let you go again." He whispered in her ear as his hands made their way down her back and to her waist, slipping to the front and over her stomach, creating a coat of foam on her wet skin.

"Me too." Abby sighed and leaned against his chest, completely under the spell of his magical touch."I've never felt so relaxed and comfortable with a man." She confessed quietly and turned her head a little to place a kiss to his neck."I don't know how to describe it, but there's this...need. I want to be with you. All the time."

Upon hearing those words, Sam's heart clenched, warm with love and joy, and he had to take a deep breath to keep his breathing even.

"I know what you mean." He choked out, never stopping his caresses as he felt Abby practically melt in his arms. "And I feel the same way."

"This must be a dream. It's too good to be true and I fear that something bad is going to happen that will change everything." Abby whispered. She didn't notice how Sam tensed for a split second, but his arms wrapped tightly around her and he pulled her even closer, burying his face in her hair. She had no idea how right she was. Indeed, something was going to happen that would change their life permanently and forever.

"Nothing bad's going to happen." He assured her, knowing that at least this was something he could promise to her.

"Why have you stopped?" Abby asked softly, longing for him to touch her again. Sam smiled and kissed her quickly whereas his hands carried on with the journey, wandering up to her breasts. Abby gasped when his thumbs circled her nipples and then pinched lightly, causing sweet slow desire to build. Then he cupped her full mounds, squeezing them gently and sending another wave of pleasure through her body.

Having her in his arms and drawing those heavenly sighs and moans out of her, seeing what effects his caresses had on her was overwhelming and intoxicating, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Her wonderful body felt so good against his and Sam was surprised how he seemed to know instinctively what she liked and craved and how she wanted to be touched, no words needed to be said. She was perfect; perfect for him.

"What are you doing...?" Abby felt how his hand moved over her abdomen, further down and between her legs, his fingers brushing lightly over her soft folds. She shivered.

"Making you feel good, darling." Sam replied.

"Sam..." She breathed helplessly and wound her arms around his neck, desperately trying to hold on. Her slippery body pressed up against his, wet skin rubbing up on wet skin, made her blood boil unbearably in her veins as lust unfurled inside her again. She was still highly aroused after his attack from before and now the new sensations only sparked new and even more intense desire. She desperately wanted realease, this was what she needed now. Abby jumped when his middle finger suddenly pressed down firmly and started to massage her clit, an unexpected shock of electricity shooting through her abdomen.

"Sam...I don't think I can...oh God." Her whole body started trembling, she wasn't able to hold herself up, her knees shook and she was sure her legs were going to give out.

"Shh, I got you, baby. Don't worry." Sam soothed, his voice warm and seductive. He caressed her slowly, his fingers moving across her folds again and slipping in between, feeling the evidence of her arousal, her sweet dampness that showed how welcoming she was. He teased her opening and Abby whimpered, bucking her hips in the attempt to find the blissfully friction she longed for.

She buried one hand in his hair, tugging hard at the strands and Sam groaned, feeling himself harden even more. He feared he might pass out from the lack of blood in his brain since it all had travelled south at hearing those moans that escaped Abby's lips. Her breathing quickened and was sweeping hotly over his neck and echoing in his ears, causing Sam to grip her harder and press to her. He wished he could just part her legs and dive into her, finally be inside her and feel her wrap around him tightly. But Sam was ambitious and patient, he intended to wait and was determined to do so.

He started to kiss down Abby's neck, his hand never stopping its torment, stroking her wet swollen folds, torturing her clit with slow circling movements before brushing over her opening again, but never going further.

"Sam...please, I need..." Abby panted, trying to urge him on. He was taking his time, paying attention to every inch of her most sensitive spots and then pushed one finger inside of her, starting an exquisite rhythm. Abby leaned her head on his chest and squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the very familiar fireball in her lower body growing. Sam slipped a second finger into her wet heat, caressing her walls and that especially sensitive spot, driving Abby closer to the edge. He pulled his fingers out and Abby wanted to protest, but he started working, teasing her clit instead and after several flicks of his thumb, he felt Abby's body tense and then shake as her climax tore through her.

Abby cried out, digging her nails into his scalp as the high washed over her and left her breathless. Her body went limp, but Sam wrapped his arms around her to hold her up and she leaned against him, trying to catch her breath.

"Wow." After a few moments she was able to think straight and noticed Sam's erection against her ass. She turned around to face him and saw the hot burning desire shining in his eyes. Abby smiled at him and ran her hands down his chest, sighing dreamily and admiring him as she traced the hard muscles, her fingertips sweeping lightly over his torso and abdomen.

"You have such a wonderful body." She said quietly and Sam closed his eyes, letting out a groan as he concentrated on her light and gentle touch. Her hands were so soft and warm, making him shiver. When he felt her going lower his eyes snapped open and he grabbed her hands, keeping them on his abdomen before she could take hold of his hard length.

"Abigail..." He chocked out, insecurity written all over his face.

"I want to, Sammy. Let me do this for you." She smiled reassurringly at him, seeing the doubt in his eyes.

"I don't want you to feel like you have to..." He started, but Abby interrupted him. "I've wanted to do this for a very long time. I want to please you like you please me."

Sam's head started to spin at her words and his throat tightened. He had been aching for her touch for so long. Sam released her hands and she smiled up at him, keeping eye contact with him as she slowly wrapped her hand around his rock-hard erection for the very first time.

"Fuck!" Sam hissed through gritted teeth when he felt her fingers close around him and a sharp tug in his lower body in response. Abby chuckled, enjoying his reaction. She started stroking his pulsating length slowly, carefully and Sam took in a sharp breath, placing both his hands onto the tiled wall behind her.

"Baby..." He breathed and Abby looked up at him, meeting his lust-filled gaze. "Good?" She asked quietly as she continued with the sweet torment and Sam let out another groan. "Baby, I can't even..." His mind was too clouded, he couldn't get one coherent word out, her touch was too much. The way she was caressing him and applying just the right amount of pressure when her hand moved down weakened his human side, turning him to the creature that only contained of pure lust and hot vivid desire. Sam hesitated for a second, but then surrendered to the intensity of the undiluted and strong primal emotions.

Abby saw the sudden change and felt an even deeper connection to Sam, an invisible bond of some sort, even though she couldn't explain it. Giving into the urge she leaned in to kiss him on the lips, fascinated and overwhelmed by his reaction to her touch. She swept her thumb over the tip, wiping off the droplets that had escaped. Sam groaned again, thrust forward and into her hand and leaned his forehead against hers.

The blood in his veins was on fire, that delicious sensation growing faster in his lower body until he knew he was about to explode. He thrusted into her hand again; Abby increased the pace of the movement just a little and after a few more strokes he came undone. Sam grabbed her hips hard and pulled her towards him, burying his head in her neck as the sweet familiar pain ripped through him with a new unknown intensity. Abby let out a surprised mewl at his not so gentle action yet a surge of heat washed over her. Sam's roughness and his desperate longing to touch her, feel her was something she had never experienced with a man before and left her breathless. To know that this man wanted her was an undescribable feeling.

"Fuck, shit...Abigail." He hissed in her ear and Abby shuddered, hearing those words. She ran a hand through his hair soothingly as Sam tried to catch his breath again. He leaned up cautiously and cupped her face, looking at her stunned. He couldn't believe how utterly intense this had been; it felt like a completely new experience, he had discovered a new level of pleasure. His mate could please him in ways no one else couldn't. He blinked a few times, trying to wrap his overstrained mind around the new learned fact.

"You like it?" Abby asked with a smile, looking up at him with sparkling eyes. Sam pressed his lips on hers, kissing her hard. "Baby, I...this was..." He stopped, at a loss for words and Abby chuckled."Very good answer."

The water had turned lukewarm by now, but luckily not completely cold. After all the heat Abby began to shiver from the cool in the shower.

"We should finish our shower, don't you think?" Then another thought occured to her and she raised an eyebrow questioningly. "Had you planned this all along?"

"No, darling." Sam replied, knowing what she meant."I swear I only wanted to shower in all decency, but then I just couldn't resist and had to play with you a little, hope you don't mind." Abby giggled happily and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him with her under the stream of water.

They quickly finished showering, left the bathroom and entered the adjoining bedroom. Sam walked over to his dresser with a towel wrapped around his hips to get something to wear for Abby. He pulled out a black shirt and handed it to her.

Abby was pleasantly surprised that he was giving her one of his shirts to wear, but didn't comment on it. She let the towel she had wrapped around her body fall to the floor and slipped Sam's shirt on, well aware that his eyes were on her.

Sam smiled at her, still dazed from the recent high and watched her revealing her body to him once again without hesitation. He got to see her naked form for a good few seconds before it was covered, but he had to admit he liked her wearing his shirt just as much. After admiring her perfect bare legs for a moment, he reluctantly turned away to put on his boxers; Abby looked silently at him, a glint in her eyes.

They both kept quiet, not wanting to say a word and break the wonderful silence between them. At that moment everything was more than perfect. Sam took her hand, led her to the bed and they climbed under the warm blanket. Abby sighed happily as Sam wrapped his arms around her and pulled her with her back to his chest.

Suddenly, she was exhausted and closed her eyes; as she drifted off to sleep, she thought that here in Sam's arms she felt safe. She was finally home.

Sam kissed her head and tightened his hold on her, listening to her breathing. His eyes closed and he inhaled her scent, allowing himself to relax completely. Now that his mate was with him, he felt calm.

A/N: Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed this chapter. Big thanks to Violet Jayde Elizabeth Rose, cold kagome and ChibiRay1 for reviewing the last chapter.