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Chapter 36: The Heat

The coolness swirled around us and with my new vision I could see millions of stars, like an another layer of the milky way had revealed itself to me. Jake's hand felt so warm and soft in mine. My feet barely grazed the ground as we walked together out into the forest air. The smell of pine and the sounds of the scurrying creatures of the night was amplified to a new level. It seemed that all of earth's mysteries were suddenly revealing themselves to me. Night herself, seemed to beckon, offering promises of power and delight.

"What's it like, Ness?" Jacob's husky voice cut through the serenity of the night. I peered up at his stunningly handsome face. His black eyes captured the little available light glistening with interest.

"Its uh... really hard to describe," I realized as I tried to find the words to credit the newfound beauty surrounding me.

"Oh," he said sounding disappointed, "must be a Vampire thing."

"Oh, no, Jake, I don't mean I don't want to tell you, its just... well, here, give me your other hand." We stopped in a clearing surrounded by a circle of trees. The stars shimmered above us, their light second only to the ethereal face of the pearl-like moon. I took a deep breath as a gust of wind lifted my hair and tangled my locks around and over my face. I closed my eyes and with all of my might I sent the images of indescribable detail and how everything, even the mountains themselves, seemed to breath and teem with their own life force. I tried to illustrate the beauty and the depth of the ordinary objects surrounding us. I focused on the way that it made me feel and how overwhelming it all was for me.

Jake's gasp broke my concentration, "What!?" I cried, "I didn't hurt you did I?" Jake was frozen, his eyes blinking rapidly.

"No," he gasped again, "its just all so... amazing, I had no idea" he said, still not meeting my gaze. For a moment he seemed so lonely. I stared as he tried to process the information that I had given him, "Oh and I guess that you can still project, or whatever." He smiled and looked down at me trying to disguise his fears.

"Yeah, I guess so," I smiled back, happy to have retained a small part of my former self.

"I was scared," his brows furrowed, "I was scared that you wouldn't be... well that you wouldn't be you anymore I guess."
"Me too," I said honestly. Jacob's skin radiated life and light, his whole being seemed to sing with life. I couldn't help but focus hopelessly on the blood thumping through his strong veins and the beautiful music that his heart made. I closed my eyes and ran my tongue over my lips. The hunger was not the same, the monster was not roaring as it had the night before. I did not feel hunger or need, it was more like intense want. I wanted Jake's blood, but I certainly did not need it. My eyes flashed open, "Jake, you still love me right?"

His arms immediately closed around me, draping like velvet. His flesh was so supple and soft, it felt like newborn skin against the hardness that had become my limbs. Moments like that made me realize the horror of what I had become. I chewed softly on my bottom lip, the tears were coming."Oh Ness, don't be stupid, of coarse I still love you." His dark eyes bore into mine, fighting my fears for me, "I don't care what you are, you are still mine."

I smiled lightly at him, "Things have changed though," doubts swirled dangerously in my mind. I searched Jake's face for a reaction, for any sign of doubt, but I should have known that I wouldn't find any. His thoughts were all love-- love for me, and love for our children. His confidence in me and in our love would be all that I could ever need. God, he was going to be the most amazing father. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his luscious scent.

"I love you too," I whispered in response to his thoughts.

"Ness, I know I can be a pain some times and act like a jack-ass, but you never have to worry about me not loving you anymore, its just not possible," his innocent smile lit up the darkness around us and helped to calm the doubts threatening my sanity. His very presence was like the penetrating beam of light shining out to sea in the middle of a storm. I trusted his goodness to guide and protect me. "You can trust me Ness, and you can tell me anything. I might not like it and I might freak out for a minute, but if we want this to work, I can't let you be afraid to tell me whats going on with you."

"I know," I said with a weak smile. The strength of his love and his courage never ceased to amaze me. "Jake, I drank from their, I mean my fount. The most powerful vampire of their kind, Maharet."
His eyes widened and his mouth hung open, "What's that mean?" he managed to say, but his thoughts were rippling with all sorts of fear and angst. He thought I was leaving him. His heart was screaming with its thunderous beats. I could feel it threatening to drop out of his massive chest.

"No Jake, I'm not leaving, you don't have to worry about that." His pulse slowed and his anxiety loosened. He took a sharp breath.

"Okay good, don't leave."

"I won't, I promise," the statement was more true than he could possibly know. I might not ever even leave this world, even if I wanted to. I fought back a shudder. "Jake, it means that I've drank really old and really strong blood. I can feel it changing me, even more than David's blood. I can't really even explain it, even to myself, but I just feel so powerful. I have to literally fight off the voices in my head. I can see and hear and feel so much, its really overwhelming." He nodded, trying to accept what I was saying even though he couldn't possibly understand.

"I feel ya on the voices, that shit gets really annoying and I can only hear a couple of them," his agitation with sharing a mind with pack made me laugh.

"Yeah, I guess you've had your share of that, haven't you? Well its kinda like that I guess, there's just a lot more of them and I can turn them on and off if I focus hard enough. Its more than that though, its like even my flesh is changing. I know you can tell, I feel hard and cold-- even more than how my parents do." I rubbed my arms uncomfortably, feebly trying to transform them back into their human state, "Its like turning to stone. I kinda feel like I could just stay perfectly still and never move again, ever-- like a statue."

A sort of ugly horror sneaked over his face, "Ugh... weird."

"I know, right? But a good thing about it, about drinking her blood," his face twisted a little more at the thought of me drinking from anyone but him, "Its sort of quenched my thirst. I don't really feel the need to hunt. David said I will hardly ever actually need blood since Maharet gave me so much of hers. David said she hardly ever feeds. I'm not old like her, so I will still have to, but not nearly as much as the others."

"Well that's a plus," I smiled at his snide tone.

"Shut up, Jake, at least I won't have to constantly rip the throats out of humans just because I'm hungry," I said making an obscene snapping gesture imitating my teeth tearing through flesh.

"I know, I know," his eyes fell the forest floor and he began fidgeting, "What about me?" he whispered, still refusing to meet my eyes.

I spared him the embarrassment and stole a glimpse into his mind, a hot scene involving me and him fully exposed and tearing into each other's flesh flashed in his memory. "I don't know Jake," I said apprehensively. "David says that his species, or I guess mine now, doesn't take mates like my parents. He says they can't have sex-- he says its all about the blood."

Instead of hanging his head, as I expected, valiant Jacob puffed up his chest and gritted his teeth, "We'll just see about that," he growled and he tackled me.

Well, more accurately, attempted to tackle me. He flung his full weight at me and I caught him effortlessly in my arms allowing us to fall gracefully, and slowly, to the ground. Our lips smashed together in untamed wild passion. His body felt so good on top of mine. I felt a burning heat generating from within me, like my body was burning back to life. I concentrated on the soft caress of his lips and the heat pulsing beneath them. His hands fell all over my body. He tore my clothes away from my flesh exposing my radiant skin. He suddenly stopped and peered down at my naked body. "You are so fucking hot," he flashed me his Jacob grin and continued to kissing me. His body felt delectable pressed up against mine. It was so much the same as before, it was as if my hardness was melting away beneath his touch. His fingertips traced delicately down my throat and found their way to my pink nipples. He squeezed and teased the flesh with is fingers before drawing them into his hot mouth. His tongue flicked suggestively over my now erect breasts. His hands squeezed them tenderly and an intoxicating moan escaped his lips. I pushed my head back into the ground arching my back, thirsting for more of his touch. I reached up and pulled his face back to mine and parted his lips with my tongue. I took the opportunity to rip his white shirt from his back. His chest felt amazing pressed against mine. The surface of his skin tantalized all of my senses simultaneously. His luxurious smell coupled with the heat that radiated from deep within him was too much. I wanted him, I wanted more and more of him. I forced him onto his back and licked and teased the sensitive skin of his neck. His throaty moans only encouraged me to continue torturing him with the promise of more pleasure. I flicked my tongue in and out of his ear, letting my cool breath seduce him.

"Oh, Ness, you feel so good," he purred.

"Mmmm.... " I growled, returning the sentiment. "You just wait," I whispered seductively.

"I can't" his hands pushed down lightly on my shoulders. I allowed him to guide me lower and lower down his body. I kissed and licked all the way down his rippled stomach. I ran my nails lightly down his chest, grazing his flesh, he groaned in anticipation. I tore open the button of his jeans and ripped the zipper down. The bulge beneath it threated to break free under my touch. I pulled off the rest of his clothes and paused to stare at the rugged beauty of his naked body. I shuddered as the moon light bounced off his form, accentuating all the right angles. I gripped the thickness of the base of his cock tightly causing it to surge with power. I lowered my open mouth teasingly close to the throbbing head. I smiled in delight as he wriggled beneath me, lifting his hips to try to gain access to my waiting mouth. I let my tongue lap slowly up the entire length of his shaft and settle at the head. He groaned and thrust, but to no avail.

"Does that feel good baby?" I whispered.

"Oh yeah, please Nessie, please," he begged.

I laughed playfully, "I love to hear you beg for me," I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked furiously, taking as much of his length into my throat as possible. He moaned and gasped in please. His fingers wound into my hair and his back arched. The heat inside of me was growing stronger, more alive.

"Oh yes... that's it," I continued my assault on his cock until he was so close to the edge that I thought he may burst. I pulled my lips from the head of his cock, which was now purple and strained. I ran my tongue slowly up and down the shaft again. I climbed up on top of him, his hands felt surprisingly strong again, like they had before I had become this marble monstrosity. He guided my hips over his erect cock watching intently as he lowered my soaking wet cunt down onto him. I threw my head back, groaning with the impalement, "Jake," I gasped. I gave myself over to his control as he rocked me up and down on top of him. We stared intently into each others eyes. I felt soft and supple in his arms and engulfed by his heat and our passion.

His eyes flashed with want and need, I could feel him galloping toward the finish line. I forced him to slow his pace and lowered my face down to his. Our noses touched and his breath felt so good on my lips. Tiny beads of sweat were forming delicious pools all over his skin. My flesh tingled with the sensation of hot wetness. I squeezed his cock with my innermost muscles, forcing another moan over his perfect lips. "Do it," he whispered, "I know you want to." His sultry voice overcame my fear.

His invitation was too much, my body refused to hesitated. I sunk my newly acquired fangs into his throat opening his veins. His steaming blood poured like a gushing river into my waiting mouth. I moaned and began pounding down on his cock once again. His blood tasted of lust, of passion and intimate abandon that we only knew for each other. I pulled the life force from him in a fury from hell. I felt him erupt inside of me, sending my whole body into convulsions. I gasped and licked at his neck, closing the tiny punctures as his blood and seed filled me. My head swam with pleasure and the last of the fire that had sparked within me. I fell limp against his chest, listening to his heart regain its strength and rhythm. I closed my eyes and felt the softness of my skin solidify back to stone and heat dwindle back down into a calming coolness.