Story I – Chapter 30
Hotch continued with his earlier plan of kissing Kahlan many times, but he stayed away from the side of her neck thinking that spot is what had set him off. As his lips worked around to the front of her neck, his hands quickly unbuttoned her shirt as her hands went to the back of his head and her nails scraped down his scalp.
He gasped as he felt himself getting aroused again and his kisses went down to explore the skin that was revealed behind her shirt. Kahlan's soft moans let him know she was enjoying it, and he quivered. Kissing her was driving him almost as crazy as when she was kissing him.
Once he had her shirt off, he kissed the top of her breasts as his hands went to her back and unhooked her bra. His heart sped up even more when he looked at her naked breasts and he flung her bra to the floor. She smiled at him. With the way the front of his pants were tented, she knew he was definitely back in the mood, and she pulled his head to her chest. He moaned as he grabbed one breast in each hand and buried his face between them as he alternated kissing them. Her head fell back as she sighed in content and his lips moved to her left nipple as he massaged the other with his hand.
As he bit down lightly on the hardened bud and slid his tongue over it, she pressed closer to him. Her heart started pounding and it echoed through his head. Being so close to her heart made him actually able to hear the blood pumping through it and flinched back as soon as he felt himself change. No!
As soon as he pulled back, she knew what had happened. "It's ok, Aaron," she urged in a quiet whisper and pulled his head back to her.
He swallowed and tried to get the vampire to recede, but it wasn't budging. He shook his head.
She kept pulling on him until he was only about an inch away from her breast and held him there. "Just do it, Hun. It's alright," she lead in a quiet tone.
He sucked in air through his nose and bit his lip as he pulled back. "Babe. . ."
She wasn't a match for his strength so she moved with him. "Please, Hun," she begged as she basically crawled into his lap and straddled him.
His eyes trailed up to hers and hers pleaded with him as she nodded, but he looked away from her; he didn't like to make her look into his yellow vampiric eyes. "Kahlan. . ." he breathed and then looked back at her when she tugged on the back of his hair. "Are you sure, Babe?"
She smiled slowly as her eyes stayed locked with his. "Yes, Aaron."
His tongue darted out between his fangs and he swallowed hard as his eyes trailed away from hers. He was aching with want, but he really didn't like the idea of doing that to his wife.
She pressed her whole body closer to his and reached and took his chin in gentle fingers and made him look at her again. "It's ok, Hun."
He sighed, but he nodded and moved his hands to her back. With on hand on the small of her back and one in between her shoulder blades, he drew her even closer as his head leaned down. Her hands snaked under his open shirt and went to his back as he started kissing her breast just to the inside of the dark circle around her nipple. She moaned in pleasure and his lips flared as he pulled back slightly. After a deep breath, he pulled her to him completely and sank his fangs into her flesh and she gasped as she arched her back into him.
As soon as her blood seeped into his mouth he gasped and tried to bring her even closer. After he swallowed, his bottom lip started trembling and she ran her nails up and down his back.
He struggled to breathe as he worked to get more of the hot liquid into his mouth.
When she felt his manhood jump, she ground her hips against him and mentally smiled. He was acting like someone suffering from dehydration trying to get his first drink of water.
After swallowing another mouthful, Hotch forced himself to push her away a little and sucked in air as his whole body started trembling.
Her hands stilled as she studied him. His face was tilted downward, but she could tell his eyes were squeezed shut and his hands were fisted as they rested on her thighs. She ran a tender hand down the side of his face and lifted his chin. "You ok?"
He swallowed thickly and shook his head. "No," he uttered as he gently lifted her off of his lap and sat her back on the bed.
She frowned. "Aaron?" he had yet to look at her.
He wiped his mouth off roughly with his fingers and finally looked at her, he hadn't changed back. She raised her brows expecting him to tell her what was wrong, and he shook his head. "Oh God," he exclaimed desperately.
She saw him digging his fingertips into his thighs as he squirmed a little and she scooted closer to him. "What's wrong?"
He shook his head again as he struggled to breath.
"Damn. Do I taste that bad?"
The worry in her tone made his eyes snap to hers. "No! My God. . . You. . . Oh. . ." He started squirming even worse and he cringed as he almost balled up into himself.
The way he was acting scared her and she thought for a second that maybe her blood had poisoned him or something. "Aaron? Come on, Hun, talk to me. What's wrong?" she asked desperately as she ran her fingers through his hair. When his whole body started shaking in earnest, she pulled him to her chest and wrapped protective arms around him.
He fell into her and a soft whimper escaped him.
Tears fell out of her eyes as she stroked his hair. "I'm so sorry, Hun." She squeezed him. God, what have I done to him?
He shook his head and took a deep breath and forced himself to pull away from her. "You don't. . . have to. . . be sorry, Babe," he uttered as he still shook. He swallowed and took another deep breath. "It's not you." He sat up straighter. "Well, not like you're thinking anyway."
She frowned as she studied him. "Are you hurt?"
He shook his head. "No." He ran his hands down his face trying to get himself under control again.
She scooted closer to him as she held out her hands to hug him again, but he scooted back. "Aaron?"
"God, Babe. . . I can't control it," he uttered as he backed up even further.
"Just calm down, Hun."
He shook his head again. "I can't." He drew both of his lips into his mouth. "I feel. . . I need. . . God!" he exclaimed and got up.
She stayed where she was but she watched him closely. "You what?"
His chest heaved as he looked her up and down and then cringed and shook his head even more.
"Aaron, you're scaring me. What's wrong?"
He turned away from her as his hand went to the side of his face to shield it from her. "I'm sorry, Babe."
She sighed, got up, and went to him. "No. Not like that, Aaron. I meant I'm scared for you, not that I'm scared of you, Hun. What's going on? Talk to me," she urged as she pulled on his shoulder and made him turn to her.
"I'm sorry. I thought if I did that, that it would go away and leave me alone, but it's worse."
She studied him; his hands were slowly balling up and relaxing over and over again, his chest was heaving in long jagged breaths, his hips were thrusting slightly forward as his leg muscles tensed, and he was shaking ever so slightly. "What? Did biting me make you hungry?"
He quickly shook his head. "No."
"Did it make you want to attack me or something?"
He licked his lips as his eyes trailed to her bare chest and he shook his head again.
She sighed. "Then what's wrong? Do you even know?"
He pressed the palm of his hand into his erect manhood and moaned as if it had caused him pain. "I want you. . . so bad it hurts."
She stared at him for a second, blinked, and then shook her head. "You mean sexually?"
He nodded as he bit his bottom lip so hard that one of his fangs cut into the skin right below it, but he didn't seem to notice.
She laughed in obvious relief. "And since when is that a problem?" she asked with a smile as she stepped closer to him.
He stepped back. "But I can't make it go away," he uttered as he wilted a little.
She went all the way to him and placed a hand on his bare chest. "It's alright, Aaron."
He shook his head. "No it's not! You don't want to make love to this!" he insisted as he gestured to his face.
She sighed as she wrapped her arms around his torso. "This? This is the man I love more than life itself. Of course I want to make love to him."
He cringed as he shook his head some more and pulled away from her as his eyes trailed to the floor. "But you don't want to make love to a vampire," he muttered sadly. When he heard her exhale roughly, he looked at her. "Do you?"
She could hear the hope in his tone and bit her bottom lip as she let her eyes trail up and down him and then shrugged slightly as she flicked her brows and smiled.
He frowned. He wanted to believe she really didn't mind him being in that state because he wanted her so badly, but he would never want her to make her uncomfortable just to satisfy his own needs. He took a step closer to her and his heart sped up because the look on her face told him she would. "Really?"
A sly smile crept onto her face as she went to him and wrapped her hands around the back of his neck and looked up into his eyes. "Maybe. . ." she started seductively. "When I was a teenager, way back in high school, and I first saw 'Lost Boys', maybe I got a massive crush on David, the main leader of the young vampires. And maybe. . ." Her smile grew as she pressed her body in closer to him. "Just maybe, making love to a vampire has been one of my teenage fantasies," she finished as she flicked her brows.
He took a shuddering breath as he felt himself get even more excited. He slowly shook his head as he smiled. "That's just a little twisted, Babe."
She shrugged. "Yep, but that's me."
He chuckled. "And I love you for it."
She giggled. "So can we do this, or do I need to send you out of the room and go get something out of my nightstand?"
He huffed. "I don't think so!" he insisted and had her on the bed in heartbeat.
She giggled as she laid in the middle of the bed on her back and he was straddling her legs as he loomed over her. His hands shook as his fingertips trailed down her side, and she reached up and cupped his cheek. "I love you, Aaron Jackson Hotchner."
The sincerity of her words and the love in her eyes made him want her even more. "And I love you, Kahlan Lavonne Hotchner."
She smiled. "But if you don't get busy, I'm going to scream in frustration so loud that the neighbors might come over to investigate."
He chuckled again. "Yes, Ma'am." In his over excitement, he grabbed her jeans by her thighs and flicked his wrists wanting to slide her jeans down her legs and off her feet in an instant, but a massive rip made him freeze.
Kahlan shook her head. "You know, they would have come off easier if you would have undone the button and zipper first."
He cringed. "I'm so sor. . ." he started, but she silenced him by putting her fingers over his mouth.
She gave him a hard look while she held her hand in place. "Don't! Don't you dare say those two words again tonight!"
He nodded and pulled back from her hand. "I'll buy you another pair."
"Yep," she agreed as she undid the button and zipper and lifted herself up and pulled the waist of her jeans off of her and threw it onto the floor. The waist was the only piece left after Hotch's superhuman strength got done with them. His fingers went to her panties, but she stilled them by putting her hands over his. "Don't rip these!"
He shook his head. "I won't. They're one of my favorites," he offered as he slowly slid them down her legs.
"I know," she offered with a sly grin. "That's why I wore them," she confessed as she pushed his shirt off of his shoulders.
His brows rose as he took his shirt off all the way and threw it to the floor. "So me finding you in the closet almost naked this morning, that was done on purpose?"
She giggled her evil giggle. "Maybe."
He shook his head at her. "You are so bad," he told her and leaned down and kissed her collar bone.
She giggled some more and her hands went to the button on his pants, but he pulled her hands away. She frowned. "I don't want you to rip these either. They go to one of my favorite suits."
He smiled. "I know," he offered as started kissing a trail down to her stomach.
"So you wore this one on purpose, too?"
He chuckled. "Maybe."
She giggled. "And why aren't you taking them off?"
He picked his head up and locked eyes with her. "Because I want you to be as hot as I am before we really get started."
She sucked in her breath as her heart sped because of the mischievous look on his face. "Are you really that turned on?"
He nodded and smiled. "I think even more so than when you tortured me at the castle."
Her eyes went wide, but after a second she frowned. "Do you. . . I mean. . . Does drinking blood always affect you like that?"
He balked. "No!" he shook his head. "Thank God, no," he uttered as he squirmed a little.
She ran light fingertips down his back. "Then why do you think it happened?"
He shrugged and then went back to kissing her stomach. "I don't know," he admitted in between leaving tender traces on her skin.
"Maybe because it was fresh," she offered.
"Maybe."
"Or maybe because it was warm. Maybe that's why some heat it," she mused.
He looked at her and shook his head. "Hot," he corrected.
She frowned. "Hot?"
He smiled. "By both definitions," he offered with a grin.
She smiled. "What did it taste like?"
He slid up her so that he was face to face with her and tucked a few stray hairs behind her ear. "Like the best thing I have ever tasted," he confessed as his fingers drew circles on her belly.
The honesty in his eyes made her alpha swell. "Yeah? Describe it," she wanted as her fingers played with the hair at the back of his neck.
He licked his lips in remembrance and his heart sped up. "Sweet," he started.
She smiled. No wonder he liked it so much.
"With a hint of salt," he continued and kissed her neck. "Exotic," he offered and kissed her ear. "Erotic," he whispered as his hand slid up the inside of her thigh. "Utterly amazing," he finished and slid a finger into her.
She gasped and arched into him.
He chuckled. "You ready?" he asked with a sly smile as he added another finger and scissored them inside of her.
She nodded as she relaxed against the pillow and savored the attention she had been missing.
He moved down her as his thumb found her bundle of nerves and she gasped again. He grinned and started moving his hand with lighting speed. When a soft whine escaped her as she squirmed, he grinned. "Being really fast has some advantages."
She swallowed and only nodded, and he chuckled to himself. Knowing she couldn't even form words made him even hotter and he trusted his hips against her leg.
When he added another finger, she groaned loudly. "God, Aaron!"
She was squirming worse than she ever had before and he loved it. When he leaned down and kissed her hip, he had to fight the urge to bite her again, so he forced his lips away from her and moved in between her legs to let his tongue pleasure her, too.
After many tantalizing minutes, she shoved him away as she drew herself up the bed. "Enough!"
He frowned as he looked at her. "What?"
She swallowed thickly. "You're driving me crazy!"
He chuckled. "I know."
She shook her head. "Get your damn pants off and get up here properly!"
He hands went to his button. "Yes, Ma'am," he agreed and stood up and slid his pants and boxers down. When he saw her eyes widen as she looked at him, he had to hold back another chuckle. He climbed onto the bed and moved in between her legs as she spread them eagerly. He smiled. "I told you I wanted to make you as hot as you made me."
She licked her lips. "I think I passed that point a while ago."
He shook his head as he lined himself up with her core. "Not possible."
She scooted down the bed to try and bring him into her. "Just do it, damn it!"
He pulled back as soon as she connected with the tip of his engorged manhood. "Easy, Babe."
She bit her lip and whined. "Please, Aaron!"
A shudder ran through his whole body and he started into her, but just barely. "I so love it when I get you begging."
She wrapped her legs around him and pulled, but it didn't move him an inch and she whined, and he smiled, After a few moments she snorted and tried to pull back, but he held her hips as he shook his head and pushed in a little further. He wasn't sure which one of them was shaking more, but he thought maybe he was. He pushed in even more and he gasped as his whole body tensed.
She quickly shook her head. "Don't you dare! Not after all that!"
He frowned for a second, and then took a deep breath and smiled. "Not even close."
She sighed in relief and reached up and grabbed the back of his hair and used it to pull herself up and gave him a kiss. Once she flopped back down to the bed she fixed him with a serious look. "Then stop torturing me and get in here completely."
He licked his lip and shoved himself all the way in and she groaned as her back arched.
He basically growled and arched his hips against her. "Damn, Babe."
She giggled. "Babe? More like, 'damn, Hun!" she insisted as she rocked her hips. "Still extra sensitive?"
He nodded, unable to form words, but he had yet to start moving.
She giggled her evil giggle. "Then try this," she offered and tightened her muscles around him as she watched his face.
He trembled as he cried out and his eyes rolled back.
After a few seconds of him being completely frozen, she reached up and ran a finger down his chin and neck. "You ok?"
When he finally looked at her again, his eyes were brown, and he smiled as he nodded. "Oh yeah," he told her as he started thrusting.
She smiled. She had thought that he might lose the mood once he changed back, but that definitely wasn't the case. In fact, she would have sworn he had even grown in the last few seconds, so she relaxed and enjoyed it. Her eyes slid shut as she whined and moved with him.
