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Moon Slave...[In More Than One Way]

Was he getting attached to this lycan? He felt a moment of disgust at himself, before it was pushed away by her body's movement, her hands going into his hair. She might be a lycanthrope, a sworn enemy to the Vampires, but she had shown him compassion that nobody else ever gave him. And instead of being afraid of him, in her vulnerable position, so easily killed if he wished it, she was letting herself delve into forbidden pleasures. His heart went out to this woman, and he knew then that he would stay with her, be what she needed him to be.

His lips went from the valley of her breasts to slowly kissing up one, a slow climb with his tongue flicking her soft skin, teeth gently nipping. Soon, he reached the peak of the mountain, and his lips wrapped around it, his teeth gently nipping as his tongue flicked wildly.

As his mouth did its play, his hands slid down her body, his finger back to normal. He found her pants, and he easily slid them off, as well as another else she was wearing, leaving her nude to his roaming mind, eyes, and body.
 
She wasn't sure how she felt in this moment. She was caught between a strange mixture of emotions. She wasn't one to get so attached, even though she cared for all her slaves and servants equally. But he was already warming her closed-off heart with every touch, kiss, sigh. She wanted to be bonded with him. And the thought scared her for a moment before she felt his teeth once again upon her skin. When he nipped at her hardened, sensitive spot of flesh, she moaned and squirmed in the slightest. His hands roaming her skin made her shiver in pleasant delight. She watched with half-lidded eyes as he undid her belt and pants and slid them off easily. She arched a bit to help with the removal of the garment since she had nothing else on. She was bare to him, and felt herself blushing once again. Her hands moved downwards as she felt her canines lengthening in the slightest. She wanted to touch him and bite his flesh, to hear more of those sweet sounds he could make.​
 
He smiled at her movements, and he focused himself for a moment. His clothes then disappeared, leaving him just as bare as she was. His body was toned, for fighting, and his member was already hard and waiting for her. His hands went slowly up her legs, stroking along her inner thigh before a palm gently pressed against her womanly core. That hand went up, and his fingers slowly stroked around her lips, before opening them slowly, a finger finding her clit and slowly stroking it in a circle.
 
Amaris was shocked in the slightest to feel flesh now pressed against her own instead of clothing. She marveled at the sight of his skin and found her hands moving down to his shoulders and then down along his chest. He had a wonderful frame and figure, simply perfect in her eyes. She laughed slightly as his hands moved up her legs, random spots on her thighs alternating between extra sensitive and ticklish. But her soft laughter was stopped as it ended on a gasp when he reached her folds and began to stroke her. She arched back, pushing herself against his fingers as her eyes shut and her breathing came quicker.

"Nnn....Alex..."

She moaned his name on a sigh as she beckoned him to her for a kiss, one of her hands gripping his hair softly as she tugged him forward. She wanted his lips upon her own while he played with her. Her eyes flashed between dark and light as lust and pleasure consumed her.​
 
He followed her lead easily, kissing up to her lips and kissing her hungrily, passionately, needily. His fingers rubbed her clit faster, before slowly sliding down and rimming around her entrance, a finger sliding in halfway, doing slow thrusts.

"I am yours for your needs. Just say the word and I will comply."
 
She kissed him with equal passion, nipping at his lips as she thrust her tongue into his mouth with almost ravenous need. She groaned in the back of her throat as he sped up his face and slowly began to thrust his finger in and out of her core slowly. She ground herself against his hand in a slow but needy rhythm as she pulled back for air and spoke as her other hand stroked his cheek, the other still twined with his hair.

"I want you inside me...I want you at my vein when you penetrate me."

Her voice was slightly rough from the passion and pleasure she felt as she stared into his eyes, her skin flushed a delicate pink.​
 
His own tongue danced around hers for the time it was in his mouth. He heard her words when she withdrew, and it made him even more needy. But he simply nipped her lip. "I will feed when it is time."

He pulled his hand from her wet core, bringing it to his lips and slowly licking her juices from them. He enjoyed her taste, so sweet. He moved between her legs, rubbing his member against her wetness before slowly sliding in, with a long moan.
 
She nodded lightly as he spoke of how she would have to wait until the time was proper for him to feed. She was fine with that. She groaned slightly when he withdrew his hand from her core and watched in strange fascination as he licked his finger free of her liquid passion. It was a strangely arousing sight. She gripped his shoulders when he rubbed his erection against her wet folds before he slowly slid in and moaned. She tightened a moment at the penetration, since it hurt in the slightest. It had been far too long since she had taken a lover, but she adjusted easily to his length and thickness as he went at a slow pace. Her fingernails dug into his back at the wanted invasion and she lightly rotated her hips to tease him. ​
 
He held himself up with one hand, the other arm wrapping around her back with his hand resting on her shoulder. He moaned with his thrusts, keeping it slow and steady, but pushing deep. Oh, she felt amazing to him. His eyes were closed, mouth slightly open. But soon his lips were on hers, kissing her in heated fervor.
 
She was lost in his thrusts, going so deep but being so caring and gentle with her. She enjoyed his slow thrusts as he made love to her and kissed her in a heated fervor. It made the flames she felt grow hotter as she dug her nails in a little deeper and began to move more easily with his own thrusts, meeting him thrust for thrust to increase the pace a bit. She moaned out something that sounded much like his name as she arched up against him, feeling an orgasm slowly starting to build in such a way she was sure it would consume her much like Alex had already.​
 
He moaned out with a few more thrusts, his eyes turning red from the need to eat. His lips broke form the kiss, going to her neck. His teeth gently nipped at her hot pulse before his fangs bit in, her blood pooling in his mouth. That made him moan out, his eyes rolling back. She tasted... he couldn't put a word with it, it was so amazing! Sweet, sour, spicy, everything in one!
 
Amaris practically screamed when he bit into her throat, piercing her vein. It was one of the incredible things she had ever experienced. One of her hands moved to the back of his head, which was incentive for him to take from her as she thrust back against him harder, feeling herself getting pushed closer to the edge. The nails of her other hand make tracks in his back as she opened to mouth and moaned his name again.

"Nn...Alex! So...good!"

She hadn't known that feeding could be so pleasureful. She was sure that it would hurt rather than make her come even closer to climax. She could hear him swallow and feel the pulls on her throat which caused her life-giving blood to flow faster from her. He could drain her dry if he wanted to and she would be content to let him. He was her slave, her lover, and her vampire. She would do anything in this moment for him.​
 
He moaned out as he drank, but soon he pulled his fangs from her sweet neck. His tongue darted over the wound, and it sealed up instantly. He felt completely re-energized, as he moaned out as he thrusted faster in her, feeling her so close to her release.

His taloned finger came up to his neck and slashed, leaving a deep cut across his jugular. His hand went behind her head, lifting her lips to his neck, pushing and having her taste his blood. "Drink." He said softly. It was his offering to her, the bonding that he had been talking about.
 
Amaris whimpered from the loss of him at her throat and she made pleased sound in the back of her throat when he licked the wounds shut. Arching up into him as he moaned and thrusted faster and harder, she felt her eyes shift into their wolven counterparts. It wasn't a big difference, just her pupils becoming more slitted as her eye color obtained a yellowish glow. Smelling the blood first, Amaris felt herself moan softly, almost like she was trying to contain herself. But when he moved her lips to the wound, she did as he asked and licked at the blood before clamping her teeth around his throat just enough to suck on his skin and drink his blood. The taste was like nothing she had ever had before. It was better than the sweetest wine and more addicting than the darkest ambrosia. She moaned in ecstasy as she kept on drinking, feeling something shift between them. Bond....Mine.. The words flitted through her mind as felt herself tumbling ever closer to the edge. So close it was almost painful.​
 
His thrusts were move dominant, deeper, faster, as he felt her drinking. A shock went through him at first, making him moan out. But soon he was speaking softly again. "That's enough. Lick it to seal it." He thrusted a few more times, faster, before moaning out a little louder, filling her inside with his seed.
 
She licked his neck wound closed and couldn't hold out anymore. She came with a shudder that went through her whole body as she felt him filling her with his seed. She arched and it felt like her back was breaking from the pleasure of those final thrusts as she clamped around his member, her mouth open as she cried out. She felt herself drowning in the pleasure as she felt something clicking in her mind as surely as their bodies were connected. She collapsed against the bed underneath him as she tried to catch her breath, her face going into his neck as she breathed. His scent had a calming and arousing affect, and soon she laid her head back down against the covers. Her fingers went to his face as she gave him a soft kiss. She was still breathing rather fast, and she ached, but she felt better than she had in what felt like centuries.​
 
He held himself over her, moaning out at her tight grip of orgasm held him. He was panting heavily, slowly getting control of his breathing back. When he did, He slowly slid out of her, rolling onto his back next to her. He closed his eyes, a arm sliding under her shoulder, pulling her closer to him. "Mmm... amazing."
 
Amaris missed the feel of him inside her when he finally removed himself from her tight sheath. But when he pulled her close, she snuggled into the softness of his body. Her ears caught his voice and she smiled against his chest as she looked up at him, raising herself up on one elbow as she looked down at him. Nuzzling his neck a moment, she spoke quietly.

"What does it mean to be bonded with a vampire, Alexander?"

She wanted to know what it meant before she showed him what it meant to be bonded with a werewolf. And she had the feeling he would enjoy every last bit of it. She grinned against his skin as she licked and nipped his shoulder playfully.​
 
His arms went loosely around her, and he felt her against him. Heard her words. His eyes closed as he thought of the right words to say to explain it.

"The bond is mental and spiritual as well as physical. We need each other. We can't go without each other. And our minds are connected. We can reach out and speak to each other, and nobody else could hear us. It is you that I will crave and need every night."
 
"Why would you choose to bond with me? I am considered your master.."

She spoke the words quietly. She was his master. She had had to claim him in front of Vax's men. It was why he had been sent to her house in the first place. Staring down at him as she rose up onto her hands, her hair fell around his face like a curtain. He would need her every night and would only crave her. Leaning down closer to his face, she murmured softly to him a question.

"Will you bear my mark?"​
 
He heard her words of wondering, and his hand came up, stroking her cheek lightly. "I bonded with you for my own reasons. I am sure you will figure them out in time..." Her words hit him, and it was his turn to be amazed. But only for a moment.

"I will hold your mark if you wish to give it to me."
 
Amaris leaned into his hand as he spoke, her eyes closing briefly from his touch. It was extremely rare for a werewolf to give a vampire the mark, but since he had given himself to her so fully, she would do that same. As his master, she didn't have to. Hell, she could have been like most masters and used the bond as a tool. But she wasn't like that and she cared for her vampire. Turning her head, she kissed his palm before she lowered her head to his neck. She moved her hands and slid them up his arms until she pinned his hands above his head. Straddling his waist, she nipped at the juncture of his neck and shoulder.

"I want you to have it...you belong to me..and I shall belong to you, my lovely vampire."

She opened her mouth, her canines elongated in the slightest as her eyes changed color, becoming brighter and yet stormy. With a lick to the flesh beneath her lips, she bit down hard, piercing his flesh. It would either hurt or feel incredible depending on if he fully conceded to her. As she held onto his flesh, a mark began to spread from the bite. As she bit, she rubbed her lower body against his slowly and teasingly.​
 
He heard her words, and his eyes watched her until she bit. Then his head fell back as a untold pleasure went through him, ripping through his body, a moan being pulled from his lungs, a long, sinful and husky note. His hands found her head and held her to him. His own hips reacted from her movements, rubbing suggestively against her.
 
Her eyes shut as she growled low in her throat. His loud moaning with probably the sweetest sound she had ever heard. She could feel the pleasure that wracked his body and couldn't help that moan that escaped her as she held onto his neck. The mark was almost complete as she lifted her hips away from his and sought his member. When she grasped it, she placed it at her entrance and guided him in almost painfully slow. Once he was fully inside did she release his neck, her mark upon the juncture. It was dark blue and looked like spiraling flame with silvery tips as it encircled the bite mark. Licking the puncture marks and blood, it sealed in way that the marks would never fade. It was a permanent mark upon his flesh. Admiring the way the mark contrasted against his pale skin, she licked the edges which would send sparks of pleasure through him. It was a focal point and as she pulled back, a mark similar to the one on his shoulder appeared on the side of her neck where he had bitten her. Lifting her hips, she almost pulled him out of her core all the way before she pushed her weight back down, shoving him back inside. She kept a grip on his hands but soon let them go so she could feel his hands upon her skin.​
 
His moan when she slid over him was louder, much more needy. He felt the mark finish, her lips going over him, tongue darting over his skin. His back arched from the excasy of it. He struggled against her arms for a while, but when she released them, he was almost drained from his energy, completely under her spell. Almost. He sat up and his arms went around her, to her hips. Moving them fast as his own thrusted up into her, deep, hard, fast. His lips found hers in a heated passion he didn't know he would ever feel.
 
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