fierce all consuming kiss. Skin to skin, and with short fast strokes of his cock, he took her over the edge.
Her orgasm slammed into her. She screamed in pleasure, the sound muffled by his mouth. Her body bucked of its own volition, her control gone. Caleb pumped harder, taking her from the first orgasm and straight into a second. In the midst of the chaos she vaguely noticed the familiar taste of him had given way to something different, a strong flavor she didn't recognize but needed nonetheless…a taste of honey and spice that bloomed within her as her body convulsed around him.
Before she could question anything, flashes appeared in her mind. Pictures of a past she had forgotten. Not clear pictures, but fast glimpses of a handsome man with blond hair and a ruthless smile. Fragments of various thoughts and memories swept through her as Caleb came inside her. Her fingers dug into the flesh of his arms as emotions of fear, satisfaction, lust and love surrounded her. Caleb’s emotions. They were overtaking her, making her feel. She was all caught up in a jumble of sex, memories and emotion driving her to an edge she'd never seen before.
Looking into Caleb's eyes, Abby couldn’t hold back. She let go of the fear and opened her emotions to him and all that entailed. Old fear, longing, need and, yes, more love than she could explain. His muscles tensed against her as they rode the wave together as one. It went on for what seemed like forever. Aftershocks rippled between them, prolonging the pleasure to the edge of pain.
His hips thrust one final time before he finally collapsed against her. With tears in her eyes, she couldn’t help but wonder if he was as overwhelmed by emotion for her as she was for him. Then there was the added confusion of sudden unbidden memories she couldn't quite get a handle on.
As her breathing returned to normal, Caleb stroked her neck and shoulders as if memorizing each curve. “I want to do this to you every night and every morning. Then I want to do it again. Maybe till you can’t walk and can only lie here in my arms, sated.”
“Oh, Caleb.” She touched his cheek. “I—”
“Ahh, Caleb, very nice. Looks like you haven't lost your touch.”
Caleb twisted at the male voice, to see Russell standing in the clearing by his bike. Blocking Abby from his cousin as best he could, he withdrew from her quickly and set her on the grass.
“Run, Abby. Get away as fast as you can. Don’t look back. Don’t stop, just run.”
“What?” Her look of confusion and pain stabbed through him like a hot lance.
He didn’t have time to explain but her mind was too fragile right now, if he pushed he could hurt her.
“Run!”
“I’m not—” She scrambled to cover herself before jumping up against his back. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on here and who this....”
He turned slightly back to see what had interrupted Abby and was surprised to see her pale, shocked face bathed in moonlight, her eyes wide, fear stark in her features. Even if he couldn't already feel her terror, there would have been no mistaking the look on her face.
“Abby!” he yelled in hopes of breaking through to her. “Go now.” For a few long seconds, she continued to stare past him toward Russell before he blocked her vision with his body and hissed at her one final time. “Go!”
Giving him a strange, blank look, she turned and ran into the woods. Only slightly relieved he turned and faced his cousin.
“You're too late, Russ.” He stalked toward the other vampire, ready for the fight he knew was coming. “Her memories are now my memories, and I know what you did.”
“Her memories? That's what you think this is about?” A strangled laugh came out of Russell, stunning Caleb with the hysterical sound of it. Further evidence to him that Russ had indeed gone over the edge and straight into insane. It would at least explain why one of the finest warriors he'd ever known
Her orgasm slammed into her. She screamed in pleasure, the sound muffled by his mouth. Her body bucked of its own volition, her control gone. Caleb pumped harder, taking her from the first orgasm and straight into a second. In the midst of the chaos she vaguely noticed the familiar taste of him had given way to something different, a strong flavor she didn't recognize but needed nonetheless…a taste of honey and spice that bloomed within her as her body convulsed around him.
Before she could question anything, flashes appeared in her mind. Pictures of a past she had forgotten. Not clear pictures, but fast glimpses of a handsome man with blond hair and a ruthless smile. Fragments of various thoughts and memories swept through her as Caleb came inside her. Her fingers dug into the flesh of his arms as emotions of fear, satisfaction, lust and love surrounded her. Caleb’s emotions. They were overtaking her, making her feel. She was all caught up in a jumble of sex, memories and emotion driving her to an edge she'd never seen before.
Looking into Caleb's eyes, Abby couldn’t hold back. She let go of the fear and opened her emotions to him and all that entailed. Old fear, longing, need and, yes, more love than she could explain. His muscles tensed against her as they rode the wave together as one. It went on for what seemed like forever. Aftershocks rippled between them, prolonging the pleasure to the edge of pain.
His hips thrust one final time before he finally collapsed against her. With tears in her eyes, she couldn’t help but wonder if he was as overwhelmed by emotion for her as she was for him. Then there was the added confusion of sudden unbidden memories she couldn't quite get a handle on.
As her breathing returned to normal, Caleb stroked her neck and shoulders as if memorizing each curve. “I want to do this to you every night and every morning. Then I want to do it again. Maybe till you can’t walk and can only lie here in my arms, sated.”
“Oh, Caleb.” She touched his cheek. “I—”
“Ahh, Caleb, very nice. Looks like you haven't lost your touch.”
Caleb twisted at the male voice, to see Russell standing in the clearing by his bike. Blocking Abby from his cousin as best he could, he withdrew from her quickly and set her on the grass.
“Run, Abby. Get away as fast as you can. Don’t look back. Don’t stop, just run.”
“What?” Her look of confusion and pain stabbed through him like a hot lance.
He didn’t have time to explain but her mind was too fragile right now, if he pushed he could hurt her.
“Run!”
“I’m not—” She scrambled to cover herself before jumping up against his back. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on here and who this....”
He turned slightly back to see what had interrupted Abby and was surprised to see her pale, shocked face bathed in moonlight, her eyes wide, fear stark in her features. Even if he couldn't already feel her terror, there would have been no mistaking the look on her face.
“Abby!” he yelled in hopes of breaking through to her. “Go now.” For a few long seconds, she continued to stare past him toward Russell before he blocked her vision with his body and hissed at her one final time. “Go!”
Giving him a strange, blank look, she turned and ran into the woods. Only slightly relieved he turned and faced his cousin.
“You're too late, Russ.” He stalked toward the other vampire, ready for the fight he knew was coming. “Her memories are now my memories, and I know what you did.”
“Her memories? That's what you think this is about?” A strangled laugh came out of Russell, stunning Caleb with the hysterical sound of it. Further evidence to him that Russ had indeed gone over the edge and straight into insane. It would at least explain why one of the finest warriors he'd ever known
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