Each breath burnt my lungs as my feet pounded against the smooth tile under them, the cold bite ceramic the only relief from the scorching heat coursing through me. This place was like a maze! A faint whistle sounded back the hall as Jazz made his way after me. My breath shuddered from my lungs and I made use of what little light there was to hide behind a large couch. This living room was much bigger than my other one. "Ah can hear ya lil lady... Yer close by, aren't ya?" My heart rate picked up and he chuckled low. "Ah know... Yer hiding behind the couch!" A gasp parted my lips and I scrambled out from behind my hiding place. For several paces he chased me before falling back to hunt me once more.
Jazz POV: Samantha's shuffling feet joined in the chorus of hurried breathing and her pounding heart as she scurried away from me yet again. It been to while since I'd been able to enjoy a good hunt and though it wouldn't end with a mech shuddering under my hand this was satisfying as well. The spicy scent of arousal and fear tickled my nose and drove me crazy. Each tiny labored breath, each frantic beat of her heart, each hurried footstep. I chuckled low as I saw her dart from behind the couch. Darkness swallowed her up once more and I began following her trail farther into the maze of this house.
Samantha POV: I panted for each breath I took, running through the halls as Jazz chased after me. He was only playing with me now. After hours of this hide and chase game he had me so tired it was all I could do to stay on my feet. A glance back found him just feet behind me but suddenly I tripped when my feet went from tile to carpet. I stumbled, hitting my knees and Jazz stopped behind me. His feral grin was just visable in the dark glow his visor gave off as I flipped over to drag myself backwards away from him. The rough carpet burnt my hands as I scuffled back. Jazz laughed again, taking one big step toward me. Every muscle I had ached from over exertion and my body finally fell limp as he stepped over top of me and yanked my pants down my legs. One hand flipped me over, pushing me into the floor as he knocked my legs apart and sank fully into me. A low groan echoed from him and he leaned down to nip at my neck as he began bucking into me. My fingers dug into the carpet below us, a sob being ripped from me as he thrust a little harder, sending me over the edge for the first time. It was so quick but being completely over powered and hunted down had really gotten me worked up. Jazz growled into my ear, pressing my hips more firmly into the floor so I couldn't get away from him. His legs were blocking mine and there was no way to fight him off as he did as he pleased. The sharp slap of skin meeting metal echoed through the darkened room and I sobbed as he scraped against my G-spot. Tears trickled down my face as my fingers dug into the rough carpet below. "Please!!" Hips arched into me as he kept me pinned to the floor with his weight. My eyes squeezed shut tightly as another orgasm ravaged me. I'd never felt anything like this before and I wondered how I'd ever lived without it. Scolding air rushed over my neck and face as Jazz nipped at my ear, his glossa tracing the outside before moving to my shoulder to bite down and hang on. Blood rushed to the area and I knew there'd be a mark tomorrow. My whole body rocked forward with the next thrust and a strangled scream was ripped from me with my third release. My body was so sensitive now. Everything put me on edge, each puff of air, each pound of his hips, each growl that escaped from him. Over me, Jazz tensed up, thrust getting more frantic and just the thought of what was coming had me teetering on the edge. "Ahm gonna fill ya so full ya can taste it!" I screamed as his spike hit even deeper than before, a scolding mess of fluid washing over my insides as his hand ripped the carpet under us. His thrust slowed down but didn't stop as he firmly rocked into me, sinking to the hilt. A low growl rumbled from him as he flooded my body with his fluid. For several minutes we stayed like that with him buried inside me and me just trying to catch my breath. The dull ache from the bite mark on my neck slowly forced itself into my mind and Jazz finally let go, rolling off of me. He just watched me for a while, trying to recover himself I guessed. Finally, he picked me up, settling me against his chest and I slipped off to sleep...
The soft sound of the tv was the first thing I noticed when I finally came around once more. The second was the smell of steak and eggs coming from the kitchen. "How are you feeling?" A glance over revealed David who was watching me with a firm look that seemed out of place. "Little sore. Worth it though." His eyes narrowed a little more before he touched my shoulder making me winch. "What's that?" "A bite mark." It took a second it register, but it finally did and I shrugged, trying to scrub away the sleep crusties from my eyes. "Didn't think it'd be that bad. Sure didn't feel like it last night." David's jaw tightened but Jazz coming in took my attention from him as a plate was handed over and I was pulled into his lap. "There's more in the kitchen." "No. I'll stay here." David looked angry and it didn't take a genius to tell he did not like that Jazz had put a mark on me. "Its OK. Neither one of us realized it was going to be this bad last night. It was an accident." "Don't defend him Samantha!" I pulled back a little, hearing Jazz sigh. "Its not like he-!" "No lil lady. He's right, ah should have been paying more attention. Got a lil too rough with ya and it won't happen again. Ahm sorry." Fingers drifted along the mark ever so gently before he kissed it making me lean into the attention. "I think you should go." I snapped back to attention, glaring at David. "Excuse me?" He stood up, watching Jazz. "Now." "This is my house! You have no right to tell anyone to leave!" His fist clenched and I got up as well only for Jazz to push me back onto the couch. "Samantha can't you see what he's doing?! I've been around a lot longer than you and I know where this is leading! He's a psychopath!" My eyes widened, making too get up only to be blocked once more. "Let me go! What the hell is wrong with you David?! You don't get to do this! I'm happy! You don't get to fuck that up just because you're jealous!" His mouth fell open for a second before snapping back closed. "You really think this is what that about?!" "Get out! Now!" "No, no. Just calm down. No one is going anywhere until ya calm down and talk about this. Just simmer down lil lady." "You stay out of this!" My fist clenched and I started toward David only for Jazz to catch me and flop me over his shoulder. "Ah said simmer down. Yer both acting like children. Ya get over here and sit down too. Ain't playing no games with ya." My fist hit Jazz's back and he dropped me onto the couch next to David. "Now say something." "Fucking eat a dick! Both of you!" "Great, now that we got that out of the way, how bout we try something more productive like talking about yer feelings." I flicked a glare to Jazz. "That pretty much summed it up!" He sighed. "Yer being very counter productive lil lady. He's just worried about ya. He doesn't believe that it was only an accident. What ya want him to do? Leave ya with something he thinks wants to hurt ya?" My glare fell some, eyes flicking around the floor, inspecting the carpet. "David ya need to back off a lil. Ah know ya worry, but treating her like a kid is only going to push her away and make her angry. Ah seen some bad cases like that too. Isn't good for people to be pulled away from their friends and family. Causes a lot of stress and am not gonna let that happen. Now supply something more worth while to this conversation than, eat a dick, since someone clearly isn't in a cooperative mood." My eyes narrowed up at Jazz as he crossed his arms. "Look. I'm sorry I upset you Sam. But you have to realize that I'm only looking out for you. I don't want you to get hurt and I've seen so many woman!-" "I'm not those other woman David! And you don't even have time slightest clue about Jazz! Just stop being a profiler for 2 seconds and be my friend! I'm a grown woman and I don't need you to look after me! Bad shit happens in life but let me make those bad decisions!" My fist clenched and unclenched as if it weren't sure what to make of my anger. Truthfully I wasn't sure about it myself, where ever it was hiding it was done now. "You're the reason why it took me all this time to get over Matt...! You were always right there telling me not to talk to this person! Don't go there, stay in at night! Don't leave the house unless you're with someone! I don't even know if you realized it David, but you were slowly picking apart my life until you and your team were the only ones left! Before Jazz end up living with me I barely left my house! I'd only go to the store or to my neighbors when she was sick! I stayed more or less alone for the better part of 5 years waiting on visits from you! Or Spencer or Penelope when you guys had a chance and that wasn't all that often! So I sat alone, in my house waiting for these bad people you had me so convinced were out to get me to finally come! You had me so scared I could hardly sleep at night and when I finally took Jazz back to my house I couldn't have cared less if he killed me because I was sick of living like that! You're fear took 5 years of my life David...! And I won't let it take anymore! So what if he bit me!? It's my body! Things got a little out of hand but that doesn't mean you get to swoop in and start plucking people out of my life again!" For a long while he just sat there, watching me watch him. Finally he sighed, dropping his head. "I'm sorry... I didn't realize I was hurting you that much. I only wanted you safe." Jazz sighed, plopping down next to me. "I am safe David. Now just let me be happy. If and when I need you to save me I'll let you know. Until then just let me live my life with was much or as little risk as I want. Deal?" He nodded lightly even though I could tell he was still bothered. "Thank you. Now go get something to eat. I'm hungry." Jazz picked up my plate, sitting it in my lap before brushing my hair back out of my face so I could eat.