Let's Rock'n Roll - (Damon)
Feel so close, by Calvin Harris
„I feel so close to you right now
It's a force feel
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal
Your love bows down, I mean surround me like a waterfall
And there's no stopping us right now
I feel so close to you right now"
The next morning I woke up from the sun shining on my face, and the feeling of being observed. I had fallen asleep on the window sill and now Helen sat in a rocker next to her bed, still wearing her PJs, and watched me closely. "Good morning," she said. I stretched myself and yawned heartily. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?" I asked. "Yeah, what about you?" Somehow I felt whacked. "Could be worse," I replied. "The window sill is not the most comfortable place, you know?" she chuckled. "Is there a reason why you didn't sleep in bed with me?" she insisted. "You were snoring," I lied. She shot up. "I didn't!" I nodded. "Yes you did." She looked at me with disbelief. "Seriously?" she asked quizzically and approached me hesitantly. I captured her wrist and pulled her onto my lap. "Dead serious," I replied with a grin and could've slapped my mouth, but she returned the grin. "How can I make it up to you?" she said, shaking her head. "Oh, I've got a few ideas," I purred and attacked her earlobe. "Well?" she breathed and I let my hand sneak under her shirt. "Is that all you can think of? Is it a vampire trait?" Her soft question shocked me a little and I gulped. She smiled reassuringly. "I don't care what you are, Damon," she whispered and kissed me passionately, letting her hands explore my body. Her soft touch tore at my composure.
I responded and intensified the kissing before I grabbed her quickly. Within a blink she found herself on the bed and underneath my body. "Wow!" That was all she said. I lowered my face down to hers. "You should care, Helen," I said and inhaled the scent of her hair. "Ignorance can be dangerous." She went completely still, but her face didn't show any fear. Only her heartbeat increased its speed. "I slept on the window sill because I suddenly craved your blood and it was hard to resist." Just now her eyes showed a little concern. "But you didn't bite me. " It was more of a statement, not a question. I shook my head. "No, I've got myself under control. But the craving for blood is always there, it never vanishes, not for a second." Her eyes widened. "Never?" I nodded. "Never," I whispered and lowered my lips to hers. From her lips, I kissed my way down to her throat. Her heartbeat accelerated further. Without effort, I found the pulse in her jugular vein and caressed that spot with my tongue. How easy it would be to bite her now! "You really like to dally with temptation, don't you?" she gasped. Arousal was taking over now. The spot on the throat was best for playing with fire. "Mmh," I hummed and let my lips travel further south to her collarbone.
Then I looked into her eyes. "Playing with fear can be arousing," I said. She returned my gaze with curiosity. "Vampires can hear, see, taste and smell things which can't be sensed by a human. I hear your heart beating," I said and placed my hand on her chest. "And I hear the pulse in your blood vessels." I traced my fingers up to her jugular vein. She stiffened slightly. "I smell your arousal." She caught her breath when I let my nose slide along her throat to the back of her ear. "And your fear," I whispered. The fine hair on her neck stood and she shivered slightly. Her body released adrenaline, I could smell it, and her heart pumped like crazy. "Fear and arousal are almost the same physical reaction," she whispered with her eyes closed. "How do you know the difference?" she added. I let one hand glide down between her breasts to her mound and cupped it, the slight pressure making her gasp. "At the moment, you are way too aroused to fear me," I replied with amusement. She smiled and opened her eyes. "That's your fault." I raised myself up on my knees, straddling her, and let her perceive my dominant aura. I didn't have to hide it anymore and her eyes widened when she realized it. "Oh yeah?" I drawled with a malicious smile and caressed her torso with my fingertips. Brushing them over her erect nipples poking against the fabric, I finally gripped the seam of her shirt at the cleavage. At one go, I ripped it to shreds. She gasped, startled. "Damon?!" Again my fingertips wandered over her now naked body. "Still no fear?" I whispered teasingly and gripped the hem of her shorts. She shook her head and watched me wide-eyed. Within a second, I also shredded her shorts.
I played with her like a cat would play with a mouse. Having her naked and helpless underneath my body thrilled the predator in me immensely. Her hands strived to my shorts, but I gripped her wrists and pressed them to the mattress above her head with one hand while I rid me of my shorts with the other hand. I let myself indulge in my prime instinct - to be in control. She eyed me with surprise, but also with anticipation. "Do you trust me?" I whispered. She nodded demurely and her breathing sped up. Bending down to her breasts, I let my tongue play with her buds, sucking and nibbling at them until she writhed and gasped. I didn't release her hands, she was still at my mercy. She wrapped her legs around my hips and I let my free hand glide south to play with her clit. She cried out when my fingers circled the tiny nub and squeezed it tenderly. "Oh God, Damon… please, I… ah…" She was completely lost in sensation. My lips softly abused her nipples and I bit down lightly on one of them while I thrust into her at the same moment. She moaned loudly and raised her pelvis to accommodate me. Quickly we found a perfectly synchronized rhythm.
Her hands got no chance to reciprocate, no matter how much she writhed underneath me. I felt how her inner muscles contracted around my cock and how my own mind took a back seat and handed control over to my instincts. Unconsciously, I growled and pressed her pelvis to mine while I raised myself back up on my heels. The new position gave both of us even more pleasure and she moaned. When she threaded her now free fingers through my hair and bent my head back to nibble on my throat, I snapped. The vampire in me burst forth with a deep growl and we froze in mid-motion. For a moment, I could sense pure fear on her and closed my eyes with a sigh. She relaxed as soon as my face turned back to normal. For me, the almost overwhelming moment was gone. "Look at me," she whispered hoarsely. "Tell me what you want."She fixed my gaze with her cornflower-blue eyes. Involuntarily, I licked my lips. "Your blood…," I croaked. Her eyes darkened like I hadn't seen it before. "Then take it," she replied seductively and tilted her head back. I denied myself the impulse almost automatically. "Not like this." I took her wrist and offered her mine. "Join me at the same time. It'll heal you," I whispered and bit my wrist open. To my utter surprise she didn't hesitate and covered the wound with her mouth.
The pull I felt now was the final straw. I moved my hips and she undulated hers softly against mine, moaning while she sucked at my wrist. I elongated my teeth and bit down on hers as carefully as possible. A small cry, muffled by my skin, escaped her. Her blood tasted incomparably sweet, sparkling and very unique, and it made me boil inwardly. God, this was almost as good as with a vampire! Suddenly I felt her biting into my wrist anew to keep it open. Growling, I succumbed to the sensations, but after a few deep swallows I forced myself to release her and covered her wrist with kisses. Holding her tightly in place, I pounded into her, getting closer and closer. Finally she released my wrist with a gasp and let herself fall backwards. I followed her and she wrapped one leg around my hip, arching into me. I groaned, breathing heavily, I didn't want to come just yet. "Let go," she whispered and clutched at my butt. Increasing the speed of my thrusts until she begged incoherently for release, I held her tight. "Come with me … now," I moaned and almost lifted her off the bed with the next thrust. She screamed and fell apart around me, jerking uncontrollably while her inner muscles squeezed me hard and triggered my own mind-blowing climax, making me shout her name.
All I could see were stars. Ever so slowly my vision cleared and I floated back down to earthly realms. Helen didn't move. Her wrist was almost completely healed, but she seemed to have spaced out. "Helen?" I supported myself on my arms and looked down on her. "Helen?!" I called a bit louder and patted her cheeks lightly. To my utter relief, she finally moaned softly and her eyelids fluttered open. "What… where…?" she whispered confused and held her head. "You scared me," I said softly. She looked at me, wide-eyed. "I fainted? Wow!" I nodded and kissed the tip of her nose. "Wow fits," I said and rolled to the side. She remained on her back and stared to the ceiling. "I drank your blood," she whispered almost to herself and frowned. "Why the hell did I do that?" She looked questioningly at me. Oh boy, here we go down remorse-lane, I thought. "Maybe you liked it, in all the rush?" I countered. She sat up and held her head. "Maybe," she whispered.
I leaned against the headboard and pulled her up into my arms. "First of all, this was the best sex I've ever had with a human, and second, sharing blood is something very special to vampires," I explained. "What do you mean? I mean, … about the blood sharing," she added embarrassed, but her cheeks had already turned crimson red and she averted her gaze. "Don't be shy, Helen. I'm 174-years-old, and I know what I'm talking about," I teased her. "Well, that explains a few things," she replied and grinned. "Pert chicken," I returned and tweaked her nose softly. She grimaced. "Sharing blood with another vampire is like having an ecstasy-filled circuit to the other's consciousness. One can feel everything the other one feels, and it's so intense and intoxicating that they could omit joining their bodies and still get off." She furrowed her brows. "Sounds like a very intimate connection. What did you feel with me?" she asked curiously. Danger ahead, the warning bells chimed in my head. "Your blood alone excited me extremely, it has a – how do I put it? – very unique and intoxicating taste for me. It was fantastic, even without being connected to that pretty little head of yours," I whispered into her ear and she blushed again. "I felt something too," she whispered shyly. "Yes?" I breathed into her ear. "I… I don't know how to say it," she whispered and hung her head. I lifted her chin with one finger. "Hey, there's nothing to be ashamed of," I replied reassuringly. "I wanted more," she blurted. "More … of your blood." I frowned with surprise. It was indeed strange for a human, maybe it had been the frenzy.