The Grand Crescendo

As we step out of the bath, I can't keep my eyes off of Cam, and he can't stop looking at me either. I can see the question in his eyes. Oh trust me, I figured out the answer to it a while ago, but its time I let him out of suspense. Soon, anyway.

"Let me catch my breath real quick, someone took it away." I wink at him. Wrapping myself in a towel, I step out into the bedroom, a little unsteady on my feet. Gods, that man is good with his hands! How in the hells can my body be so relaxed but tense at the same time?

Cam gives me a smile and follows suit. I'm pretty sure he knows the answer, but is just unsure of himself. He can't really think I'd say no after all that, can he? "Would you like some blood," he offers. "Its about time."

I take a sip from the water bottle that was on my table before answering. I really need to cool down. I'm starting to feel like a ticking time bomb under his gaze. If he keeps staring like that, he'll find himself on the bed faster than planned. "Yeah, may as well. I don't want to get dizzy later."

He walks over to where I'm standing and offers his neck, sitting on the bed so that I can reach. This time, I think I'll go further than usual. I mean, we just had our hands all over each other. I bite into his neck and, as I draw blood, run my hands slowly down his chest and torso. I can't believe how tight and toned he is, honestly. You could use his stomach as a washboard!

My wandering hand must drive him crazy, because he grabs and holds it until I'm finished drinking. His breath is shakey, voice deep as he says, "Please, stop torturing me and get it over with already."

I can't help but to chuckle at this. Have I been that mean? Whoops. Oh well though, I regret nothing. I sit on the bed next to him and look into his eyes. This is it. "Do you want your answer that badly?" Gotta make him work for it.

he drops his head onto my shoulder. "Please, I beg you, put me out of my misery, you evil siren."

Oof! That just hurts. "Well aren't you rude." I lean in close to his ear and whisper, "Cameron, I want you to take me as yours. So bite me as you see fit."

Keeping his head on my shoulder, he takes a deep shuddering breath. "No jokes? No sarcasm?

I rest my head on his. I must've given him a complex. "No jokes, no sarcasm. What would you like me to do, lay on the bed for you? You can even pin me down if you'd like to keep me from running away."

He's quiet for a moment. Is he actually thinking about it? "I'm taking you up on that." Huh? He raises his head and looks at me. "I want you to lay on the bed and let me hold you still until its done." He wraps his arms around my waist. "I don't want you to run away. I don't think I could bare it."

Wow. I really did give I'm a complex. I feel kind of bad now. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I say, "Okay, anything for you." I kiss him on the cheek, take off my towel and lay it over the pillows so that i don't get them wet. Laying down on my back in the center of the bed, I beckon him forth.

He looks like he almost can't believe it. Well believe it, Cam. I'm all yours. Come and get me. He takes off his towel and gets on the bed. Dividing my thighs with his legs, he leans forward. Like I'm made of glass, he gently winds one arm behind my shoulders, the other around my waist. His eyes are filled with an emotion I don't really recognize. What's he feeling, I wonder?

As if he's worried I'll run, he slowly lowers his lips to my neck, starting with a kiss. Its so soft it tickles. When I squirm, he tightens his grip. Then, he opens his mouth and slowly sinks his fangs into my neck.

Starbursts explode in front of my eyes. I buck up against him, not able to contain myself. By the gods, it feels like pure bliss sliding down my veins! As my blood flows over his tongue, I'm filled with the greatest sensation of my life. I can't describe it. Its better than sex. And speaking of, the sensation is turning me on harder than ever before. Is this what Cam feels every time I bite him? No wonder he's so on edge each time, I mean f*ck!

Not able to keep still, I wrap my arms around Cam's neck, arching my neck and pushing into his bite. The last thing I want him to do is stop. Hells, I don't think he does either, because he clamps down tighter. Letting out a gasp, I rake my nails across his back. This makes him shudder.

Jeez, he wants to talk about torture, I feel like I'm about to burst! Not being able to help myself, I grind my pelvis against him. I feel his moan against my neck. Ohh by the gods... I press up against him again, and he presses against me. Shifting my legs, I hook my thighs around his hips, practically begging him. He slides the hand that had been on my waist down and cups my bare cheek. Shifting back slightly, he lines up and quickly thrusts, sliding in all at once.

Yelling out loudly, I must startle him, because Cam pulls his teeth out and leans up slightly. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He moves to pull out, but I tighten my grasp on him. Hurt me? Yes it hurt! But it was the wonderful mix of pain and pleasure that drove me nuts.

I'm breathing to heavy to respond, and a few tears are slipping down the side of my face, but I don't want him to stop. I pull him down and bump my forehead against his, then nod.

I can tell by the look on his face that he doesn't want to stop either, but he still asks, "Are you sure?" I nod again and he kiss me fully on the lips. I immediately open my mouth to him and twirl my tongue around his.

While we're kissing, he slowly, painfully slow, pulls out. Then just as he's almost completely out, he thrusts back in as hard as he can. I yelp against his mouth, but he doesn't release my lips. He keeps up this pattern, slow, fast, over and over until I can't take it anymore. Just when I think I'm going to scream, he changes pace, and works into a steady rhythm, rutting in and out at a mind numbing pace.

After some time, I feel the pressure building. He keeps pace, not stopping for a moment. All the while, his lips rove over mine, kissing, licking, nipping. The pressure builds to too much for me, and as I start to tense, so does he. Oh jeez, is this really happening? Like a million fireworks, I explode in waves of pure ecstacy, my moans of pleasure filling the room, hells probably the whole house. Cam tenses even more, and fists my hair in his hand. The pain only adding to my joyride. Still not letting up, he keeps thrusting until I'm sure I'm going to go numb, then with one final deep, hard push, he lets out a loud moan of his own, and fills me to the brim.

We lay like that for a moment, neither of us quite able to bring ourselves to move. Then, Cam kisses me tenderly, and untangles himself from me. He doesn't go far, only rolling over onto his back and stretches limbs.

All I can do is lay there and pant. I try to get my breathing under control, but my body is still pulsing with pleasure. I've gotta say, this is the longest climax I've ever experienced. I guess a born vampire is just blessed with superior stamina, because I don't think my body will recover from this any time soon.

Cam looks over as my body shivers and shudders with wave after wave, breathing heavy himself. Reaching over, he wraps an arm around me and pulls me close. Nuzzling his face into my hair, he tightens his grip.

We lay like that until an alarm goes off on his phone. Feeding time. As Cam reaches over to the night stand where his phone lay and turns it off, all I can stand to do is whimper. I've only just got my breathing to slow down. He rubs his hand down my arm in a soothing manner.

"It'll be ok if we skip this one. For now, just rest, okay?"

I nod and lean into his embrace, soon falling into a deep, much needed sleep.