We landed in front of my house and I stumbled when I let go of him. I was still very tense, but was so happy to be back on the ground. He grabbed my arm to steady me and didn't let go as he began to walk into the house. I'd already invited him in and although he was normally polite, he saw no problem with pulling me into my own house and walking straight through like he owned the place. He whisked me into my room and slammed the door before pulling me up against him. His kiss was almost violent. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed back. His hands were roaming my body and I felt him pushing me toward my bed. I'm not positive how it happened but I ended up in the middle of the bed with him landing next to me. I think I was sitting on the edge of the mattress, he grabbed my legs and tossed them, and somehow I rolled so he had room. I don't know if it was my rough night, his amazing kissing, or his vampiric movements but everything was a blur.

He was on his side, his lips back on mine, with his leg draped over me. I ran a hand through his hair as he began to kiss down my face and stoke up my side to my breast with his free hand. His hand drifted back down and pushed my sweater up to undo my jeans.

He kissed my neck and stopped.

"How did you explain not having any marks?" he asked me.

"I told them you put them where they couldn't see." I said with an unsure voice. How could I have said that? I was still shocked.

He laughed. "Want to make that a reality?" he did not wait for me to answer before he went back to pulling my clothes off. I lifted my hips as my jeans went down. I was not wearing underwear and watched him smile when he felt my bare skin. I propped myself up on my elbows and he began to tug my shirt off. I moved with him as the last articles of clothing I had on were thrown to the floor.

I grabbed the hem of his Fangtasia T-shirt and he lifted his arms as I pulled it off him. I ran my hands over his chest, paying attention to his hard nipples.

My finger tips went down to the top of his jeans and I ran my hand over the bulge in his pants. I smiled as his growled impatiently. I was suddenly pushed back on the bed with an aroused vampire, fangs fully out leaning over me. He undid his pants and stood to toss them and the rest of his clothes on the floor near mine.

Before I knew it he was pressing his body on mine. I felt his erection against my thigh.

Defiantly, a gracious plenty.

The only thing that went through my head was

Yikes. Yahoo. Yum.

His lips and hands both went for my breasts. rubbing, groping, licking, kissing, and gently touching his fangs all over my chest until I was a seconds from insanity and moments from orgasm. He began to trail down my body and my legs opened instinctively.

He inhaled my scent and smiled before lowing his head between my legs. I felt his tongue tracing my labia while ignoring my aching clit. I began to wither and let a whine slip past my lips. I looked down to see him looking at me with a very fangy smile on his face. he leaned down and finally used his mouth on the part of my body needing it the most.

I moaned as he licked and sucked my clit. I was so close to orgasming when he slowed down. I sighed very loudly. What was he doing?!?

I felt his finger slip inside me. He alternating between rubbing my G-spot and pulling his digit out until only the very tip was inside me as he traced small circles around my opening.

He kissed my thigh and began to press on my spot rapidly. I can't lie, as his fangs sank into me I almost cried. But within a minute it began to be am amazing experience. His feeding on me was slightly painful, but a great contrast to his fingers buried inside me.

He didn't let me cum until he was ready to seal the wound he left on me. My head was swimming and I shirked when I finally found my release.

Before I could even recover, he was on me, pushing into me. We groaned in unison as his length dove into me. I felt myself stretch for him and nearly came all over again.

He kissed me hard as his hips bucked against mine. After holding himself back for so long, he couldn't not fuck me hard.

My legs rapped around him. I lost count of how many orgasms I had.

He made a primal noise and spoke in a language I was too tired to place as he came inside me.

I laid back on the pillows with his arm under me, his hand on my hip. I finally started breathing regularly again and just enjoyed the moment. I felt him shift as he leaned over me.

"I'm going to bite your neck."

I looked at him surprised. Was he still hungry? How much could I give him?

It dawned on me what he meant.

"You're going to mark me." I said, not in the happiest of tones.

He raised his eyebrow. "For your protection" he sounded irritated.

I sighed and felt bad. He was doing right by me. His scent on me and the marks from his fangs being viable would keep me safer than anything else would.

"Okay."

I turned my head and exposed my neck with my yes closed. I heard the 'click' as his fangs extended. I felt his lower his head to my neck, but he didn't bite. He said quietly into my ear.

"Its not as fun to bite the willing....but you being so.." he paused. "accommodating is doing a lot for me right now."

I felt his chuckle against my skin as his fangs scraped me. He sunk them in almost a gentle motion. He fed from me a bit longer than I expected. His body was lowered against mine and I ran my fingers through his hair and felt content. He finished and rolled off me, pulling me to lie my head on his chest on the way.

I must have dosed off because felt him shake me lightly as he called my name. I opened my eyes to find myself still curled against Eric. I lifted my head to look at his face.

"It's almost dawn. Keep your neck uncovered for now on until I tell you otherwise. I'll be back here tomorrow night, be ready for me." His voice was kind but affirmative.

I wasn't thrilled with the fact that he was giving me orders. But I'd stumbled across some buried wisdom I didn't know I possessed and kept quiet. He began to move to get out of bed and I adjusted myself to let him. He stood next to me, still very naked and I propped myself up on one elbow. He leaned down and kissed me. After 1,000 years, you learn to kiss very well.

He hand was cupping my chin and when he broke our kiss, his face stayed within mere inches of mine.

"And don't engage anymore "crazy vamps" His voice was soft, but his tone was sharp as a knife. He released my face and turned to find his clothes which were scattered along with mine all over my bedroom floor.

I sighed, partially because of how much I wanted him back in bed with me (but we were both tired) and because I wasn't enjoying this dramatic change of events. We both knew I would 'engage' anyone before I'd let others get hurt, but I deeply regretted how things had transpired. Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut.

"Enjoying the view?" Eric asked and chuckled. He stood and began to walk around, calling over his shoulder at me "tomorrow night. Don't forget." Before he left.