Nightly Ritual Pt. 2

My cheeks flush red, my body heating up. I didn't think he could take charge like that. I like it. I quickly start removing my clothes as he starts putting things in the water. Grabbing the epsom salt I like, he pours in a generous amount. Then he reaches into the cabinets and pulls something out that I must've missed during my previous rummaging.

From what I could see, it was a bottle of essential oil. When he opened it, I could smell that it was orange scented. Did he enjoy it that smell on me that much? He pours in a few drops, then closes the bottle.

Satisfied with the quality of the water, he turns to look at me. A lustful look in his eyes, Cam wraps me in his arms, kissing my next. Cupping my breast, he runs his thumb over the nipple, lips still grazing my neck. He gently nips, asking a silent question. He wants more of my blood. I bend my neck, giving him easier access and nod.

Sinking his teeth in slowly, as he drinks, he keeps playing with my breast. Rubbing and pinching the nipple, between that and the deep pleasure that comes from him drawing my blood, I get worked up very quickly. While he continues, I rub my hands down his body, finding the top of his pants, I hook them and his boxers with my thumbs and slide them down. As they hit the ground, I place my hand on his manhood, sliding up and down his length.

He moans against my next, sending chills down my spine. He pulls his fangs from my neck and straightens. He quickly pulls off the rest of his clothing. Holding his hand out, he offers to help me into the tub. Once I'm sitting in the water, he stops the faucet and steps in himself.

The water feels amazing, hot and silky with the oil, it washes over my skin. Cam leans forward in the water and kisses me. Leaning into it, I run my hands along his bare skin. Gripping my hips, Cam pulls me into his lap. As I straddle him, we continue to kiss. Finally, when I feel hotter than the bath water, He slides into me. With a moan, I lean back onto him, pushing his length deeper.

He lets out a sigh of pleasure. I begin rocking back and forth on him, slowly so as not to splash the water out of the tub. He begins to softly moan, planting kisses all over my neck, chest, and breasts, hand still firmly planted on my hips. As I continue to rock against him, I feel a pressure building in me. Right as I'm about to climax, Cam quickly pulls out of me.

I grumble, frustrated with the tension built up in my body now. Cam simply says "Bedroom."

With a sigh, I rise off of him and step out of the tub. I go to grab a towel, but my mate stops me. "I want you just the way you are," he whispers in my ear as he grabs a towel for himself and walks out of the bathroom. Oh that man is so gonna get it when this is over.

When I walk into the bedroom, I see that Cam has laid the towel he grabbed over a part of the bed. He gestures for me to come closer. As I approach, he says, "I want to give you a little surprise. Lay on your stomach, please."

Too curious to argue, I assent and do what he asks. As I lay there, the cold air in the room sends goosebumps over my bare skin. Cam grabs something from a drawer in one of the nightstands and I feel something dribble on my back. I jump in surprise. What the heck is he doing back there?

" Calm down, my love, you'll see." I feel him get onto the bed, sitting on his knees next to me. Placing his hands on my back, he slowly starts to rub the liquid into my skin. Oh, I see what he's doing now. I relax as he slides his hands up and down my spine, over my shoulders, and down to my bare cheeks.

With a moan of satisfaction, I sink further into the bed. The tension from earlier is begining to fade, but only slightly. Cam's nimble hands kneaded my muscles, easing some of the pain from the accident. It hasn't been so bad since Lawrence prescribed me something for it, but it still lingers. Now that Cam is rubbing it out, it's finally dissipating. Mm, if he keeps it up, I might forgive him for earlier. Maybe.

Shifting down, the man in question starts rubbing my lower butt and the back of my tights. If I were a cat, I'd be purring. He puts a bit of extra pressure down. It hurts a bit, but feels good at the same time. Then, he slides his hands between my thighs.

Now he's rubbing the junction of my thighs, hands sliding over my outer lips. I can't help but to moan, but if this man teases me again, he can sleep in his own room. He breaches my slit, sliding a finger up down, over my core. Moaning again, I tense slightly. He keeps going, painstakingly slow. Driving me nuts, I begin to squirm.

When he's satisfied with the torture he's inflicted, I feel him straddle my thighs. I feel his helm press against my entrance. He eases in slowly, teasing me more. In this position, it's a tight fit. Letting out a moan of tense pleasure, I clutch at the sheets. When he's all the way in, he lets out a sigh. I can only imagine the pressure must feel on his end.

He begins inching in and out, his hands grasping my cheeks. My face becomes flushed with arousal at his tantalizing movement. His torture is driving me mad. If he didn't have me in a defenseless position, I'd take control and show him how it feels, but as it stands, I'm firmly pinned. Next time I'll give him a taste of his own medicine.

As he continues, I wriggle underneath him, unable to contain myself. "Cam... you're mean..." I say, breathless.

I hear him chuckle. "I'm mean? It's that how you really feel?" He pushes in as deep as he can go, pressing against my womb.

I let out a loud moan at the sudden pressure. "Yes, you're an ass!"

He pulls out almost completely, leaving only the tip, then suddenly thrusts hard, all the way in. Through a moan of his own, he says, "Maybe this is payback, my love, for earlier." He repeats his previous action. "Besides, watching you squirm is the highlight of my day"

I whimper, the splendid mix of pain and pleasure leaving me utterly breathless. "Cam... please..." I say in between moans as he continues.

Relenting, he begins thrusting in earnest, maintaining a hard, steady pace. Having been teased for so long, the urge quickly builds. As he maintains his pace, I soon find myself pushed over the edge. Loudly moaning with pleasure, I climax. Cam doesn't relent. If anything, he pushes harder, drawing more noise from me. I squirm as my climax continues. It reaches the point where it's almost painful.

As he ravishes me, I feel him tense. After a few more thrusts, his fluid fills me. Though he doesn't let up. Keeping pace, he keeps pumping in and and out of me. Still filled with waves of pleasure, I feel the urge building again. I clutch the sheets, my whole body tensing. Erupting with euphoria, I can't take any more. Sensing I was done, Cam slowly pulls out.

With a shudder, I slowly start to come down from my high. Cam lays down beside me, breathing heavy. He's glistening with water and sweat, somehow making him even more sexy. In between breaths I say, "I.. hate you something..."

He snickers. " Why would you hate me? Didn't I just fill you with heavenly bliss?"

" You're torturous."

" Maybe. But you enjoyed it."

Giggling, I say, "Just remember, payback is a b*tch."

With a sigh, he says, "I want every night to be like this. Spending time together, enjoying each other's company and bodies, then falling asleep together. It's so enjoyable."

He has a point. I've really enjoyed this too. Being with him has turned my changed my life. "I have no problems with that. I love the way this feels." I sit up and move closer to him.

" And I love you." Cam says, his voice quiet.

I blush. I don't know how to handle that work. I've never told anyone that before. But, thinking about it, I do have strong feelings for Cam. Maybe it is love. I can't leave him hanging. " I love you too, Cam." I look at the clock on my bedside table. "It's about time for me to feed. Are you feeling up to it?"

He nods. "Of course, it's necessary." He wraps an arm around me, pulling me up against his side.

I lean forward and sink my teeth into him. As I drink, I feel a strange sensation. I think I'm feeling his joy. It's it through our bond? His emotion floods into me, and it makes me happy to know how he feels.

When I'm done, we get into bed properly and nuzzle close to one another. As I start to drift off, I think of how lucky I really am to have someone who feels so strongly about me.