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Winter followed Giselle in Jerry's truck. She could have driven her own car but she loved his truck because it smelled like him. She could have called it their truck because his truck, her car and the house were in his name and her new name. Jerry and Jillian Dixon. As far as the world was concerned, Winter Collins had died and her car went into Jerry's name. Jillian Winters was born the day Winter came to Raphel's. He got her a birth certificate and social security number. When Jerry moved back with her, a wedding certificate was put into place, turning Jillian Winters into Mrs. Jerry Dixon. He then transferred his bank account, truck and the car into both of their names.

Giselle took them to a small bar in the center of town. It was not the one Jerry and Raphel were at and she was glad. Winter wasn't sure how he was going to feel knowing she was with the other female. But Winter understood what Giselle was saying. If they really were going to stay in the area, she and Winter would run into each other and she didn't want it uncomfortable feeling every time.

Winter pulled the truck up and parked next to Giselle then the two women walked into the bar. Giselle choose a booth in the back and drinks were ordered. When the bartender walked away, Giselle gave Winter another stunning smile and clasped her hands together on top of the table. The music was playing loudly and there weren't a lot of people around so they could talk without worrying about anyone hearing them.

" So, how did you meet Jerry?" Giselle asked.

" Ah, he was my neighbor before my change. You?" Winter asked.

" Well, we met at a party. I thought he was just the most handsome man there and I just had to have him." She said. " How did you find out about what he was?"

" It was actually completely by accident. I saw him outside and looked in my rearview mirror." Giselle smiled and nodded as Winter spoke.

" Then what happen?"

" I confronted him a little while later. I had been told by my doctor that I was dying of cancer and I decided to take matters into my own hands. I asked Jerry to kill me." Winter said. Giselle sat back and nodded.

" Suicide by vampire, I like it." She said.

" I never really thought of it like that but I guess that's kind of what I did." Winter agreed as their drinks were set down.

" Well, he didn't kill you or you wouldn't be sitting here." Giselle said.

" No, he didn't. I ended up getting really sick really fast. He suggested I move in with him in case I needed help during the day or started to die. Then when I did really start to die, he gave me his blood." Winter finished up.

" And the rest is history." Giselle said.

" Yeah, I guess so." Winter took a drink from her glass.

" And how did you take the whole never having kids things because you're a vampire?" Giselle asked.

" Oh well, when I was younger I had ovarian cancer and had my ovaries removed so I couldn't have children anyway." Winter said. " Is Nickolas your maker?" Giselle laughed.

" No. My maker went into the sun a long time ago. Nickolas is just my mate." Winter was struck by how odd the comment was because she could never image saying Jerry was ' just her mate.' He was so much more to her than that.

" How did you two meet?" Winter asked.

" We were both in a small village feeding and it was sex at first sight." Giselle said with a giggle. " Next to Jerry, Nickolas is amazing in bed." Winter shifted in her seat. She was trying to convince herself that Giselle and Jerry had never been together but it was going to be hard if Giselle was going to be making comments like that.

" And how did you feel about never being able to have kids?" She glossed over the comment.

" Oh, I never wanted those little brats. Gross." She said. " They are just disgusting."

The girls stayed together, talking and getting to know each other for almost an two hours. Winter was actually enjoying herself. Giselle and her laughed and Winter started to wonder if maybe she had the wrong idea about the female. After the hour, they decided it was time to leave. They walked out together, and to her surprise, Giselle hugged Winter tightly.

" I had a good time. Thank you for coming out with me." She said when she pulled away.

" I had a good time too." Winter admitted.

" I don't have a lot of female friends because...well, I'm just going to say it, I have fucked almost all the males around here. Maybe we could do this again sometime." Giselle said. Winter smiled.

" I'd like that." She said.

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Winter was at her computer again when she heard the front door open then close. She smiled and start to save her work. After a few seconds she heard him walking across the floor. He came into the basement and closed the door a second before he engaged the second alarm. Winter stood up to greet him when she felt electricity shot through her body. She stopped walking and grabbed the chair. She closed her eyes as she was filled with almost uncontrollable lust. Her sex felt swollen with need.

She swallowed hard and started towards him. Winter was almost whimpering as she walked. She came out of the den and to the stairs. She looked up to see him sitting at the top of the stairs with his elbows resting on his knees. He was grinning with his fangs out. She sank to her knees at the bottom of the steps.

" What is wrong with me?" She whispered.

" Nothing. You just need your mate." He said. " I learned something today, something I did not know before. Would you like to know what it is?" Jerry asked.

" I want you to come down here and fuck me before I die." She said. Jerry stood up and walked down the stairs. When he reached her, he tackled her, knocking her backwards. He pinned her arms above her head then brought his mouth to her ear. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip.

" I learned that as your mated male, I have certain powers over you." He whispered. " And one of those powers is the ability to turn you on just by willingly it. I can bring your body to full arousal by thinking about it. You want to know what else I can do to you?" He whispered. Winter whimpered and started to thrust her hips against him. " I can bring you to orgasm using just three words." He lowed his mouth to her pulse point and kissed her then brought his lips to her ear again. " Cum for me."

Winter clutched her hands tightly together as her body trembled and shook under his. She closed her eyes and arched her neck and back as she started to orgasm. Jerry grinned as he watched her face. She was rubbing herself against him. Her mouth was opening and she was moaning loudly. He brought his mouth to her neck and kissed her. She cried out when it became too much for her to handle.

" How...did...you...do...that?" She barely got out after she came down. Jerry rubbed his face into her neck.

" Raphel said all mated couples can do that to each other. He said we don't even have to be in the same room to make each other cum. He once brought one of his mates over 30 times in an hour, just by willingly it to happen." He looked down at her and smiled. Winter took a deep breath and looked at him.

" You mean I can do that to you?" She asked, her face still flushed.

" Yeah but don't ask. I'm not telling you how. I want to enjoy doing it to you for a while before I teach you." He said.

" That's not fair!" Winter protested.

" Oh that's not fair?" Jerry asked. " You just had orgasm while I'm laying here with my dick about to spilt open. You shut up about what's fair or not." Winter started to laugh, making him smile.

" Then teach me." She said. Jerry shook his head and let go of her hands.

" No, Love. I'd rather orgasm inside you." He put his hands into her hair and tilted his head slightly. He brought his mouth to hers and willed her into full arousal again. " Deep inside you." Winter closed her eyes and started rubbing herself against him again as she swelled up with need and lust. Her muscles started to shake again as the desire pumped through her.

" Jay, please." She whimpered.

" Please what?" He whispered, his lips brushing against her.

" Just take me right now." She whined, making him chuckle.

" I told you one day I'd have you under me, begging for me to make you cum and what did you say?" Jerry whispered.

" I don't remember." She barely got out. Her eyes were closed and she was rubbing herself faster.

" You said, ' I will never be under you and I will never beg you.'. You were leaning against your sink, remember? You had your hands on the counter beside you and I stalked up to you." He flicked his tongue out and across her lips. She moaned loudly again. " I rubbed myself against you and you started to laugh while you tried to push me away but I knew you were turned on. You were just a human then but I could smell it. You wanted me then as you want me now."

" Stop talking and just do something already!" Winter begged out.

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Jerry tucked the blankets around his mate while she slept. She was the only newborn he knew that could stay awake for long periods of time during the day but they had had sex then he proved his power over her, bring her three more times with his mind. He stayed inside her all three times. Her contractions against his cock pulled him into the orgasms with her. Finally, Winter begged him to stop making her cum. Her body was drained and as soon as the sun rose, she was dead to the world.

Jerry leaned over and kissed her cheek before he nestled his face into her neck. He breathed in her scent then pulled away. He stood up and started to get dressed. He walked out of the room and to the den. He was going to read over her newest chapter then watch some TV to pass the time. He hated the day because he got bored and restless with her sleeping.

He wondered into their den and over to their computer screen. While he waited for it to turn on, he picked up his notebook and got ready to write comments down for her. He flipped through the pages until he came to her small handwriting. Jerry leaned back in the chair with a smile. He put one hand behind his head, thinking she had wrote him a note like she sometimes did. But his smile slowly faded as he started reading her words.

She had wrote notes about him, about how his life was and how he was when he was involved with Giselle. He sat straight forward and placed the notebook on the computer desk. She had the story of how he met Giselle. The way she had wrote it, it seemed like she was telling the story from Giselle's point of view. He frowned hard the more he read. How did Winter know all that? He had never told the details of how he and Giselle found each other.

She must have been talking to Giselle while he was out and that was not a good thing. Giselle wasn't nice. She had no desire to be friends with anyone. If she was talking to and trying to spend time with Winter, then she had a plan. A plan that would bring hard times for him and Winter. He needed to stop whatever was happening before it blew up in his face.