A/N: Part II of I Crave You

Song: Rain By SWV

Sometimes as soft as a mist of rain
That gently touches my soul
It cools the fire that burns in me
And I simply lose control
So just
Rain down on me
(On)
Let you're love just fall like raindrops
Rain on me
Just
Rain down on me
(On)
Let you're love just shower me
Just rain on me

Without meaning to, he reached me in a fraction of a second and snatched me in his arms. My blissful laugh tickled his ear as he lifted me off my feet. Urgently his mouth roved across my face with rough kisses that stung my cheek, chin, and forehead.

"Godric," I said, my fangs extended as I smiled at him sheepishly.

He tilted his head to meet my gaze with those big baby blues, showing me that adorable fanged smiled. And just like that, I completely forgot what I was going to say.

"Tara," my name seductively tumbles from his lips. "It has been a long time since I've been with anyone, restraint will be difficult." He said mesmerized by my pouty lips.

The thought of Godric forfeiting his restraint, allowing his primal impulses to compel him into uncontrollable passion excited me.

I didn't want him to hold back for shit.

"I can handle you, wild boy." I provoked him, snaking my hands around to the back of his neck, threading my fingers through his short-cropped hair. "Please give me all you got."

His skilled, honeyed tongue danced erotically in my mouth. Our overly stimulated fangs piercing each other's tongues drawing blood, eagerly licking, tasting one another. When he pulled away from me, he was smiling, and his lips smeared red with our blood.

He is so aroused, his pupils so dilated that I could barely see the blue of his irises. He reached down, tracing the outlines of my outfit and found the attachment that held the top and bottom together. His adroit fingers found my center, he began rubbing my swollen clit. I heard a zipper open and through my sex-blurred eyes, watched Godric pull his cock out of his trousers and begin to stroke himself.

"Lemme." I say, removing his hand, replacing it with mine.

"Yes!" He rasped, allowing me to take over.

I started massaging him. My lust increasing with every kneed of my hands. He groaned out my name, loving the feeling of my hand hugging his cock. I urged him back onto the couch and Godric stretched his body out, as much as he could in the recliner, reaching over and pulling me on top of him. I settled on his lap, my hips moving my body up and down his now.

I was slowly driving myself crazy. With both hands placed firmly on my hips. He lifts me by my ass, gliding my body up the length of him as he slides down to meet my hot center. My crotch inches from his face. He ever so gently pulls my panties to the side pressing a firm kiss on my engorged clit.

"Ahhhh Godric!"

My eyes snapped shut, my body shuddered and I whimpered his name as his expert tongue lapped at my hot sex like a cascade, his wet tongue surging against my skin like waves that began to crash as his experienced fingers descend into my hot wet folds. That was enough to push me the rest of the way over the brink, leaving me screaming and twitching around his fingers. After a moment, I slid down to his lap, removed my bra. With trembling knees, I stood and wiggled out of my panties. He took the opportunity to quickly shimmy out of his bottoms. I was before my King with nothing on but my thigh high stockings and Gucci heels. A totally nude and very hard Godric gazed at me as if I was one of the great wonders of the world.

He crooned, "Tara, looking into your eyes I can see beauty, looking into your soul I can see passion, looking into your mind I can see intelligence, and looking into your heart I can see the world."

The two-thousand-year-old vampire left me speechless and if my heart was still beating, I'm positive it would have skipped several. I was falling in love with my great-grandsire. I'm certain of it. Was he falling in love with me too? How would the rest of the family feel about that? I quickly shake those serious thoughts out of my mind, I'll have time to register my feelings when I'm alone with them.

My body rejoiced as it made contact with his. Finally, I was feeling his muscular, sculpted body molded with mine as I splay myself over him.

I take a firm, possessive hold of his cock, fondling him with several smooth, languid strokes. A faint whimper escaped his throat, as his head fell back, his eyes rolled into his head. I begin pumping him frantically and erratically now. I squeezed and stroked his throbbing, twitching dick even harder. A violent grunt rumbles from deep within his chest and I felt his entire body become rigid, his sexy face contorts as he fills my hand with what seemed like an endless stream of his cum.

He reached up to my neck and pulled me down to kiss him, then said, "Oh Tara please, don't stop!"

Chastely his touch, gently his fingers discovering me, warmth radiating, as he draws me impossibly closer. My own eyes widened as I felt how hard he had become again.

I leaned forward positioning my wet folds on the tip of his dick, teasing him, I rub his swollen cock up and down my slit, extending our pleasure until it became so intense that he gave into his needs. He thrust his hips and shoved his dick deep into my wet pussy. And I gave into him, gave all to him, where body ruled mind and blood roared over reason.

"Ohhhh Tara!" He roared and grunted as the sensation of my quivering pussy clinched his well-endowed cock.

I lowered my chest until my breasts were pushed against his lips urging him to suck them. The feeling was even better now since the firmness of his pelvis was pressing deliciously against my sensitive mound.

"GODRIC!" I heard myself mewing.

At the moment my orgasm was pulling me out of reality. He started rocking his hips in time with mine, he pleaded with me, "Come for me, Tara. Please cum for me."

"Yes, Godric!"

With every thrust, all I could do was make guttural animal noises. I let go completely and was bouncing up and down to meet his hips, feeling the bruises start to form on the insides of my thighs, only to heal within seconds. It was ridiculous what Godric was doing to me. He was gripping me possessively, never closing his eyes, always watching me, always hungry. My breasts were bouncing in his face again and he caught a nipple into his mouth and sucked hungrily as he bit down on the tender skin bringing us both to orgasm. Ripping a scream from my throat and a growl from his. I could feel him pulsing inside me, as my muscles clamped down convulsively riding out the orgasm. He released his bite and licked my nipple clean, sending another shiver through my body.

I had my hands braced on his and smiled down at him with that happy-stupid smile I always get, which I noticed was the same smile he had. After a moment he lifted us up and in a fraction of a second we're no longer in the library, but in his lavish master bedroom.

He kissed my temple and made sure the downy blanket was tucked all about me. While I was still coming down from my own orgasm, I had a thought about what he'd mentioned before we got started, "How long has it been since you made love?" I asked.

He took a moment to think while he settled next to me, pulling me close to him.

"Three decades, give or take a few years."

"Well, I'll be damned Godric, I figured a few months, maybe a couple of years, but three decades! Why?" I asked.

It's not like he can't have any woman, man or vampire he wants. He's super fine, very rich and sweet as pie.

"It has been that long since my desires have been kindled."

He smiled sweetly at me, his eyes sparkling like stars flaunted in the night sky. It gave me the best feeling making him smile like that. A sense of empowerment swept over me, knowing I unveiled his cravings, and because of me, he wanted to make love again.

I'm positive now that I'm in love with him and I think he's in love with me too.