Chapter 41

Hotch's nostrils flared and his fangs dropped at the sight and smell of Kahlan's blood, the blood he loved the taste of more than anything else in the world, and he had to shake his head to make the vampire recede. He took a step back. "You did that on purpose."

She looked at him with shock filled eyes. "I did not! You're the one who pulled it so roughly!" she insisted as she covered the cut with her hand. As she studied him, though, and the way he was starting to breathe and looking at her, she smiled and uncovered her finger. "But if it helps me get what I want. . ." she started as she squeezed the fleshy part of the wounded finger to make even more blood come to the surface.

He moaned and tried to move back even more, but his butt connected with his desk. "That's not fair, Kahlan."

She giggled. "I know," she agreed as she squeezed it even harder.

His eyes were drawn to the increasing size of the droplet of blood on her left index finger, and he licked his lips as he ran a hand down his face. "That could even be considered cruel by your standards," he tried as he fought with everything he had to keep the vampire at bay.

She raised one brow. "Well. . . If you really don't want to. . ." she started as she raised her finger towards her opened mouth obviously intent on licking the blood away.

A shudder ran through him and he whined as he watched her tongue move to the bottom of the cut and his mouth mirrored hers without him even realizing it.

"You sure you don't want it?" she asked as she paused and tilted her finger towards him.

And he couldn't fight it anymore; he tossed his file onto the floor and was to her in a flash and he grabbed her hand in a vice grip and held her finger right in front of his lips. "Oh, I want it alright, but I'm not sure you know exactly what you're getting yourself into," he told her as his eyes flashed to yellow and then back to brown.

She grinned. "Bring it on."

A growl escaped him and he had her up against the door he pushed shut before she could blink. She giggled as he pulled her hand closer to his mouth and his tongue snaked up her finger. He groaned as soon as the blood touched his taste buds and he stuck her whole finger in his mouth. He sucked on it trying to draw out more of the sweet liquid, and she moaned as she melted into him.

The cut wasn't deep, though, and the little bit of blood he could get out of it only teased him and the vampire wanted more. He pulled her finger out and started kissing down her hand and the soft whines escaping her told him she was enjoying it almost as much as he was. When his lips and tongue ran over her wrist and he felt her blood rushing through the vessels there, his fangs dropped again. He only ghosted them over her, though, because he knew that biting her there would be too dangerous and he forced himself to continue down her arm.

"Oh, Aaron," she breathed as her free hand started to pull up his shirt.

"Oh no you don't," he started as he grabbed her hand, pulled it away from him, moved it and her other hand above her head, and then held them there. "You unleashed it, now you're gonna have to deal with it," he hissed between his fangs.

Her eyes grew, but she smiled as she nodded. "Ok."

He pushed her up against the door even harder as he started kissing down her neck. She grunted with the pressure, but she let him have his fun and his hand pushed her shirt up and over her face. He let it go behind her head and hook on her neck, but he didn't take it off all the way as he trailed his kisses down to her bare breasts.

When he sucked on her nipples, she thought he was going to bite her and the anticipation was killing her. She could also feel his massive erection pushing into her leg, so she knew how turned on he was getting.

He apparently guessed what she was feeling because he chuckled as his hand went to his belt. He unbuckled it and pulled it loose as he pulled back and looked at her. He had yet to change back, but she didn't mind and she stared right back at him. A wicked smile graced his lips as he reached up and hooked his buckle over the tip of the door hinge, and for a moment, she thought he was going to tie her hands up, but he forced the belt onto her palms, "Hold it, and don't let go."

She swallowed hard and nodded. "Ok," she breathed as her mind raced to make sense of the way he was acting. Hotch was never sexually aggressive. He was always tender and loving and so very attentive. Sure, when want and need took over, he could become a little forceful, but never aggressive, and her heart sped up.

He heard it and chuckled as he looked into her eyes. "You're not scared, are you, Babe?"

She shook her head.

"Good," he said simply and started kissing her neck again.

I'm not scared. Well, not really. And she would never have thought it, but the little fear she was feeling actually kind of excited her.

He apparently realized that, too, and his hand went into her panties and he started fingering her.

She moaned and pressed her hips against him which made him add even more of his body weight against her to hold her against the door completely. His other hand went to her hip and he curled a finger around her panties and he ripped them off with a flick of his wrist. He chuckled again at her intake of breath and squatted down in front of her so his tongue could help his fingers pleasure her.

He had her squirming in no time and he picked up her right leg and rested the back of her knee on his shoulder to give him even more room. When he knew she was close, his eyes trailed to her leg oh so close to his face and before he allowed himself to talk himself out of it, he sank his fangs into the tender skin of her inner thigh, and he moaned as his mouth flooded with her blood.

She gasped as she felt his teeth dig in even further, but he also sped up his fingers, and both sensations skyrocketed her over the edge as she cried out his name. The orgasm was so powerful that had Hotch not been holding her, she surly would have collapsed to the floor in a heap of quivering jelly.

He moved from the bite to soak up her other juices and he found himself so aroused that he almost cummed in his pants as his head moved back and forth between the bite that was still oozing blood and her heated core. His fingers dug into the back of her hips as he groaned trying to get all he could from her.

When her breath finally evened back out, he pulled back from her, stood up, and undid his pants. He pushed them and his boxers down just enough to release his manhood and balls and he moved to insert himself into her. She was too short, though, so he raised his leg as he moved hers to his thigh and he raised her up and then let her sink down onto him.

She wanted him even closer, but as soon as she started to let go of the belt to draw him nearer, he growled, "I said don't let go!"

She whined, but she balled her fingers back around the belt as he pressed his whole body up against her as he thrusted in and out of her.

After getting her close again, he pulled her away from the door as he pulled her shirt off her completely, moved her to his desk, cleared it with one hand, and then leaned her chest down onto it all in one swift motion.

As he entered her again, she cried out in pleasure.

He leaned down by her head. "Don't cum again until I tell you can. Do you understand?" he asked as he started thrusting again.

His normally husky baritone was even deeper and that sent a shiver down her spine, so she only nodded because she was breathing way too erratically to speak, and he chuckled.

As he was moving to stand back up, his eyes went to her shoulder and he couldn't stop himself, he bit her again. His thrusting sped up as he sucked her blood from her, and her eyes rolled back from the pleasure of it.

Once he felt his orgasm building, he started slamming himself into her and withdrew his fangs. He moved close to her ear. "Ready?"

"Please!" she whined, so he nodded and they both went over the edge together as he roared into her hair.

When he finally felt himself come back from the blissful high, he realized he was still slowly thrusting into her. He took a deep breath and shook his head; he had finally changed back and once he realized what he was doing and the position they were in, he took a step back. Oh my God! What the hell did I just do?

Kahlan was lying limply on his desk breathing heavily and blood was trickling down her shoulder from where he had bitten her. He held his breath as he moved the hair out of her face with a gentle hand. "Babe?"

She exhaled strongly as she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

He winced. "Kahlan?" he asked as he bit his lip.

She pushed herself up, turned around, and sat on his desk as she looked at him. His pants were still around his waist, but he was flaccid. "Damn, Hun. What the hell got into you?"

He tugged the front of his pants back up. "I'm so sor. . ." he started to apologize, but the wide grin that formed on her face made him pause.

"That was hot as hell, Aaron!"

He frowned as he looked at her and the bruises that were already forming from where he had been too rough. "But. . ." He shook his head. "I. . . I shouldn't have. . ."

She silenced him with a finger to his lips. "Don't! Don't you dare feel bad about this!"

He looked her up and down. "But I. . ." He ran a hand through his hair. "But I. . . Look at you!"

She sighed. She could clearly see self-hatred already encompassing his whole being. "And you never once heard me complain or ask you to stop, did you?"

He swallowed. "I'm not sure. Did you?"

She snorted as she shook her head. "Are you saying you lost control or something, Aaron?"

He ran a hand down his face. "I don't know. Maybe."

She put a hand on his cheek to make him look at her. "Or maybe you were so lost in the moment that you just feel like that, Aaron. I don't think you lost control, and I never told you to stop or anything." She smiled. "I was enjoying myself too much and you were too apparently."

His brows rose as he thought about it, and she giggled as she grabbed his shirt and drew him into a hug. "You finally let your inner beast out, Hun, and he was beyond erotic!"

He pulled back, though, and looked her in the eyes. "But my inner beast is literally a beast now, Kahlan."

She sighed as she shook her head. "No. Your vampire just allowed something to come out that you normally keep locked up tight, but let me tell you, had I known that was in there," she started as she tapped on his chest with a finger. "I would have made you let him out way before now."

He bit his lip still unsure. "But. . . Kahlan. . . With what's happened to you. . ."

She gave him a hard look. "And that never entered my mind until right now, Hun! What we did tonight wasn't anything like what happened to me in Columbia! Don't you dare compare yourself to that bastard, Aaron!"

He studied her and knew that was how she really felt, so he relaxed a little. "Are you sure, Babe?"

She grabbed his face and pulled on him until they were nose to nose. "Yes!"

A smile edged its way out on his face. "Ok."

She smiled and kissed him on the lips. "But now I need another shower, cause you have made me all sweaty and sticky."

He chuckled as he shook his head, and he held out a hand to her. "Then come on. I'll start the water."

She accepted his hand and jumped off the desk, but as soon as she stood up, she wavered. "Whoa," she breathed as she shook her head and he grabbed her to steady her.

"Are you alright?" he asked her and the concern in his eyes made her smile.

"I'm fine, Hun. I just stood up too quickly."

He could hear her heart pounding, though, and he knew that was a lie. "Oh my God! I drank too much. I bit you twice and it was too much!"

"What?"

Before she knew it, he had forced to sit back down. "You're low on blood, Babe. I took too much."

She sighed. "No you didn't, Aaron. You bit me before. . ."

He shook his head. "No. That was just a taste. Tonight I basically fed on you."

She snorted. "And? So what."

"Babe. . ."

She stood up defiantly. "If I can give two fucking pints to the Red Cross, I can sure as hell give you two!"

He wilted, though. "I think I might have taken more than that." He did actually feel full, and that had been the first time he had felt that way since the whole thing started.

She huffed. "I'm fine, Aaron," she insisted but after taking a step towards the door her steps faltered.

He swept her up before she could even right herself. "Sure you are, Babe. Sure you are," he told her as he moved her to his desk chair. He ran a hand through his hair as he licked his lips.

"I am! My knees are just a little weak after that wonderful workout you put me through." She smiled and tried to stand up again, but he held her down.

He huffed. "Ah. . . I'll get you some juice and. . . and a snack. That's what they do at those blood drives, right?"

She sighed. "I'm fine, Hun. Really I am. Just let me go take a shower and I'll. . ."

He shook his head, though, as he squatted down in front of her. "No! You will sit here and I will go get you something. Your blood sugar is too low." When she went to argue, he fixed her with his stare. "I can hear your heart struggling, Kahlan."

She wilted knowing he wouldn't back down. "Alright."

He stood up. "And you better listen!"

She giggled as she flicked her brows. "That's several times you've basically demanded that tonight."

His cheeks heated as he shook his head. "I'll be right back."

"I'll be here," she offered lightly.

He was gone before she could blink and she shook her head, but then she grabbed the chair's armrests because the room spun.

"But you're fine," he offered sarcastically as he held out a glass and sat a plate down on his desk.

She startled at him being back so quickly. "Damn it, Aaron!"

He squatted down. "Here."

She looked at the plate, looked at the glass, and then looked at him as she folded her arms across her chest. "I am not eating Oreos and orange juice, Aaron. I don't care how low my blood sugar is. That's disgusting!"

"But that's what they give at those drives, isn't it."

She sighed. "They give juice and cookies, but I've only ever seen sugar cookies. A sane person doesn't mix Oreos and OJ, Hun."

"Alright," he agreed and was gone.

She watched the doorway and he came back with another glass. "Sweet tea."

She smiled. "Now that, I can do," she agreed and took the tea, took a long drink, and then grabbed a cookie off the plate and took a bite.

He stood there staring at her.

Her eyes trailed up to his and she stuffed the rest of the cookie into her mouth, chewed it up, and then swallowed. "Happy now?"

His brows rose. "I will be as soon as you're finished."

Her eyes got wide as she looked at the plate. "I couldn't eat ten cookies if I was starving, Hun!"

He eyed her. "Four then."

Her eyes squinted. "I let you bully me once, and you just keep doing it."

He folded his arms across his chest. "A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do."

She huffed, but she grabbed another cookie.

Once she was done, he picked her up to carry her upstairs and no matter how much she protested, he just smiled and slowly walked them to their room.

After a shower, where he again wouldn't let her do a thing for herself, he pulled back the covers on the bed and let her climb in.

She frowned at him. "Are you not going to bed?"

He shook his head. "I need to get those files done."

She wilted. "I'm sorry, Aaron. I should have left you alone."

He smiled, though, as he sat down beside her and tucked her in. "It's fine, Babe. I couldn't go to sleep right now if my life depended on it."

She frowned as she grabbed his pillow and hugged it to her chest. "And why is that?"

His smile grew. "You know how I always feel powerful after feeding?" She nodded and he smirked. "Well. . . after you, I feel like I could take on the whole world and never stop."

Her brows rose. "Yeah?" She smiled. "And here I thought my blood just turned you on."

He shrugged. "It's like. . ." He ran a hand over his face. "I'm not sure how to explain it really, but it's like regular blood on steroids or something." He blew out a breath. "It's the most amazing feeling ever."

She smiled as she sighed. "Well, you better get it while you can."

He frowned. "What do you mean?"

She shrugged as she yawned. "Will it taste like that and affect you like that once I'm changed? Hell, will you even still want it?" she asked as she curled over onto his pillow as if it was him.

His eyes darted around as he considered her words for a moment and then shrugged. "It doesn't matter. Having you with me, knowing you'll be with me forever, that will be worth it," he told her and then leaned down and kissed her temple. "Sleep tight, Babe. I love you."

She smiled. "Love you, too, Hun."

He ran gentle fingers through her hair until he was sure she was out, and then he silently left the room and closed the door behind him.