A/N: Alright, this is the last chapter! I loved writing this, and I'm so glad you guys loved reading it! Thanks for the all the reviews! And just a friendly warning, this will be very M.

Jack moaned as Rose broke through his flesh. It wasn't painful, as he thought it would be. In fact, he was aroused by it. She had always bit him while making love. The idea of making love to her sent Jack into a frenzy. He pulled her on top of him to straddle him. Rose felt his erection against her thigh and responded.

Rose moved up and down, keeping in rhythm with Jack's thrusts. Her fangs never lost grip on his neck. She had never experienced this kind of love making. Cal had raped her when he turned her. The bite had hurt like hell. She had screamed her head off. But right now, she and Jack felt nothing but ecstasy.

"Rose," Jack groaned. His fingers dug into Rose's shoulders. "I love you so much," he whispered. Rose felt his orgasm immediately follow hers. Then, Jack's breathing became lighter, and Rose heard his heart beat slower. His arm's fell to the side, and his eyes closed.

Finally, Rose pulled away from his neck, licking the blood from her hips. Jack was still alive, but barely. Without hesitation, Rose ripped the skin on her wrist with her fingernails. She put her wrist to Jack's mouth. A few drops of her blood touched his tongue.

Rose's blood was the sweetest Jack had ever tasted. It tasted of nature, love, and sex. He held her wrist to his mouth, sucking at it as hard as he could. He was feeling stranger with each drop. Jack didn't know if the feeling was good or not, but he liked it.

Rose moaned as Jack drank from her. It felt amazing, giving her blood, her life, to Jack. She watched as Jack slowed down, and finally stopped. He was silent and still for a moment. Then he suddenly screamed as if in pain. Rose didn't panic, she recalled her mortal death. It was painful but brief. Already Jack's screamed had faded away and he was relaxing.

At last, Jack fell into a deep sleep. Rose smiled. He'd sleep until the following sunset, and then he'd wake up next to Rose for the first of countless times. Rose got out of bed and tossed him over her shoulder. She carried him out the back door and quickly buried a deep hole in the ground for them to sleep in until the following night.

Rose kissed his cheek before closing her eyes. She sighed, happy. Jack was a vampire.

...

Rose knew the sun had set, and began to dig her way out of the ground. It took less than a minute for both her and Jack to make it above the ground. She looked to Jack, his eyes still closed. He was no longer breathing, his heart no longer beating. But he was beautiful.

Or so Rose thought until Jack opened his eyes. She gasped. Beautiful was a major understatement. His already piercing blue eyes, were indescribable. Rose looked into them and shuddered. He smiled at her, revealing his fangs.

"Jack," she whispered. Rose reached out and touched his face. Jack leaned into her hand. Rose noticed an amazing thing.

Cal's skin had been cold and hard, yet perfectly soft and smooth. His obsession with perfection stayed with him when he became a vampire. But Jack's skin was still warm. It was soft, but there were still imperfections. He was still her Jack.

Jack sighed, feeling Rose's touch. It was exactly how he remembered, cool and tender. He loved the way it contrasted with his warm skin.

"You're beautiful Rose," he whispered. Not a single thing had changed, but she suddenly seemed so much more beautiful now. "I love you."

Rose smiled. "I love you too."

Jack placed his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her to him. Rose kissed him hard, with everything she had. The kiss made them both dizzy with passion.

As much as Rose hated too, the dryness in her throat made her pull away from Jack's lips. "We need to feed Jack."

Jack went to moan, but ended up letting out a low growl instead. The look on his face from the surprise sent Rose into a fight of laughter as she stood. Jack ignored the laughter.

"I need to make love to you Rose," he said. "And I need you to make love to me." He stood up behind her. Rose's back was still to him, and in a second his hands were on her shoulders.

Rose froze at his touch. He had began to run his hands down her arms, placing just enough pressure to make it feel good. Try as she might, Rose couldn't stop herself from leaning into him. "Jack," she said in a way that aroused Jack further.

Jack pulled her hair away from one side of her face. He started at her ear, nibbling and flicking her lobe with his tongue. He blew gently in her ear, and she shivered.

Rose could feel him hardening against her back. Her body responded with a warm tingle and wetness. He kissed her neck tenderly. When Rose felt his new fangs graze her skin, she lost control.

Spinning to face him, Rose's lips were on his in less than a second. Jack responded as she hoped. His tongue met hers, and they moved in perfect unison.

Jack didn't know how, but he knew there was a tree a few feet away. With a gentle roughness, Jack pushed her against it. They broke their kiss just long enough to gaze into each others' eyes. Jack's eyes glanced at her mouth for a brief second before slamming his mouth against it.

He moved his hands down Rose's sides, loving the way her body felt. His hands reached her hips, and he grabbed the material of her dress and began to pull it up. Jack moved his mouth to her neck, then throat, and to her breasts. He nuzzled them through the material, before lowering himself further.

Rose let out a low hiss when she felt Jack's tongue make contact with her. Pleasure shot through her body, making her squirm. It didn't take long for an orgasm rip through her. She actually felt her knees buckle as she screamed Jack's name.

Jack stood back up, and Rose reached for his pants. She unbuttoned them easily. Jack again growled when she touched him. Rose kissed him passionately, before pulling away. Her smile was wicked, and Jack returned it just as she began to lower herself.

His head fell back when Rose reached him. Jack placed his hands on the bark of the tree to brace himself. He felt heat rush through his body and groaned. But he wanted so much more. Jack placed his hand on her chin, and brought her back up to face him.

"Let me make love to you," he whispered. Rose smiled and kissed him, telling him yes. He gave her a little hoist, and then supported her hips and her legs wrapped around his body.

Jack gazed deeply into her eyes and he entered her.

Guess what? I lied. Got one more to go!