Sensual thoughts...

            He stared at her in the dark.  He watched her eye lids fluttering and wondered what she dreamed.  He listened to her slow, deep breaths, watched her chest rise and fall.  He could even hear her beautiful, pure heart beating, heard her sweet, hot blood flowing through her veins.  His keen vampire senses were so in tune with her every movement he knew that she was somehow different.  The girl that had saved him from the depths of hell, his life that would have consisted of murder and innocent blood and horror, was not the same as she’d been just a few days ago.  He couldn’t figure it out.  She smelled sweeter, her aura was brighter, her face even more beautiful than she had been.  It scared him.  She talked the same, kissed him the same, smiled at him the same, but Sam was different.

            He was drawn to her in every way, all the time.  He was so glad she was not afraid of him.  He was amazed that she still loved him even though he was a vampire.  But she did and he could feel it with every touch.  Somehow she had caused his heart to start beating again.  He’d been the undead.  He’d been cold and confused and lethal.  But his heart beat with hers now.  He was still chilly but much warmer than a normal vampire.  She had cleared his mind, reminded him who she was, who he was.  Somehow she had awakened him from his ravenous, blood thirsty nightmare and just being near her soothed him and took his thirst away.  He knew that he was different too.  He was not a normal vampire.  He was somewhere between human and vampire.  Like his heart that was beating, his eyes were different too.  They were not the black terrifying eyes of a vampire.  His eyes had changed back to the blue eyes he’d had as a human.

            Watching her sleep he felt his chest ache.  He missed her.  He wanted to wake her up and see her stunning green eyes, watch her smile at him.  He wanted to hear her voice.  Wanted to turn her on and make her crave him like he craved her.  But she’d been through so much the last few days.  She’d found him after he’d disappeared a year ago.  She’d found the reason he hadn’t come home from his trip to Europe.  He’d been changed into a vampire, a night creature lurking in the dark to kill and taste human blood.  He’d had no memory of California or her or the beautiful carefree life they had together.  That is until he’d touched her.  She’d been so brave and trusting.  He’d had every intention of ripping her throat open, to steal her life along with her blood.  But she’d been so forgiving and sad, sad that they would no longer be together, not because he was about to kill her.  Her touch and the words she spoke had awakened him.  He remembered her.  He remembered who he was and what had happened to him.  But even though he no longer wanted to kill her, even though she’d taken away the desire for him to kill and be the blood thirsty demon he was, she was not out of danger.  A very powerful and angry vampire had wanted him dead.  And that put her in even more danger.  They’d raced across Romania to get her on a plane and out of the country, to get her back to the states and safe.  But they’d been caught.

            This is where Travis got confused in their story of the last few days.  There had been a battle.  Travis and a few of his friends had fought to keep Sam alive.  But in the battle she had been killed.  He was sure of it.  He’d held her lifeless, broken body in his arms.  A wall of rocks and dirt had crushed the life out of her.  For several minutes he’d sobbed over her.  Her heart was silent, the blood still in her veins.  The emptiness had nearly killed him.  There was nothing left for him in this world without her.  In his misery he felt the pain in his chest and it grew worse with every tear that fell.  Sam’s body had grown hot and he thought his chest was exploding when his heart suddenly beat for the first time in over a year.  He felt it.  He heard it.  But he wasn’t paying attention to it or the pain that took the breath right out of his lungs.  He only could focus on Sam.  He felt her take a breath, felt her stir in his arms.  And then he realized her heart had suddenly started too.  The rhythm matched his.  He opened his eyes blinking back tears and saw her looking up at him.  He was shocked and terrified and overjoyed.  How was it possible that her body had been healed and she was alive?  How could she be breathing, her heart bringing her life once again?  He hadn’t understood.  He still didn’t.

            Travis played the scene over in his head.  It was painful every time; gut wrenching.  But he had to figure it out.  He wanted to understand.  His thoughts were disturbed when she stirred and rolled towards him.  He opened his arms for her and felt her sigh under his chin.

            “Travis, what’s wrong?”  Sam was so tired, but she felt the unrest in him even from her sleep.

            “It’s nothing, angel.  Go back to sleep.”  Travis kissed her sweet smelling, blond hair and laid his cheek against her forehead.  He was tired too.  He should get some sleep.  But his brain would not shut down.

            “Are you really okay with going back to California?”  She worried he was only doing it to make her happy.  She wondered if the warm air would bother him, if the bright sun would hurt his eyes.

            “I’m more than fine with it.  I’m actually excited.”  He was telling the truth.  He missed home so much now that he remembered it.  Neither of them had any family but the beautiful ocean and sandy beaches were still all he’d ever known as home.

            Sam forced herself to wake.  Every fiber of her being screamed at her to go back to sleep but Travis was restless and she knew why.  He was trying to figure out what had happened when she’d died.  It would be so hard to explain, to make him understand.  She feared he would reject her and hate himself if she told him her secret.  It was killing her to keep it from him.  They’d been through so much.  And she loved him more now than even when they’d been stupid, naïve kids just living their simple life before he’d disappeared.  She wanted to tell him.  But she just couldn’t.  “Travis, I know what happened was insane and scary and confusing.  It is for me too.  I wish I could somehow explain it…”  She hoped he missed the skip of her heart beat but she was sure he hadn’t.  “…but I just can’t.”  That was the truth.

            Travis sighed.  “I just don’t understand.”  He stroked her hair.  He knew she was holding something back and it bothered him.  But he figured she was just as confused and shell shocked as he was and maybe with time she would talk to him about it.  He sighed again.  “I guess it doesn’t matter though.  You’re here and I’m here.”  He looked around the dark, expensive hotel room near the Vienna, Austria airport.  “And we’re going home.  That’s all that matters right now.”

            Sam nodded against his chest and let herself fall back to sleep.  Travis lay still, feeling the life flowing through her and was thankful.  Eventually he drifted off.

            With the help of Travis’ new European friends and their contacts he was able to get a new I.D. with all the papers he needed.  He’d been missing for so long he couldn’t just pop up alive and well without an intrusive and dangerous investigation.

They slept all the way to Washington where they had a connecting flight to LA.  Sam felt such relief when they landed on US soil she almost cried.  Travis could barely believe he was back in America where people spoke without heavy accents and were lost in their technology.  He grinned as he watched a teenage girl texting like mad on her cell phone with ear buds blasting music into her ears from her ipod.  Several business people typed away on their laptops and a couple of kids watched DVD’s on their mini DVD player while waiting for their own connecting flight.

Sam was nervous as they walked through the airport to their gate.  When people saw the beautiful couple they turned to watch them walk by.  They always had.  Travis was absolutely mouth watering and Sam had always been told how gorgeous she was, had always turned heads herself.  But she was self conscious now.  They were different.  And even though she knew the people staring did not know who or what she and Travis were, their wide staring eyes made Sam jittery.

Another five and a half hours and Sam looked out the window of the airplane to see LA spread out below them.  It was a wonderful sight!  Home!  Normalcy!  Or as normal as could be.  Nothing would ever be the same, but home brought comfort.

It was dark when the cab turned onto their street.  Travis was surprised.  He hadn’t thought Sam would have kept their apartment after all this time.

“We don’t rent it anymore.”  She couldn’t help but smile as Travis looked at her with questioning eyes.  “We own it.”

“Own it?”  Travis raised his eyebrows as the cab stopped in front of the building where their second story apartment was nestled above what had once been a record store.  But now the record store was gone and there was a sign for a café.

“After they stopped searching for you I didn’t know what to do.  The money my dad left for me was supposed to be for us…our wedding, our kids, our future.  But without you I didn’t need it for those things.  The record store closed and Mister Sanchez told me he was selling the building which meant I was probably going to have to leave.”  She sat in the back seat of the parked cab and felt the pain in her chest.  “But I couldn’t leave.  It was all I had left of you, of us, our life together.  If you ever came back I didn’t want you to think I’d abandoned you.  Irrational I know…but I couldn’t let go.  So I bought the building.  Which meant our apartment would always be our apartment.  It made me feel a little better…even if it was empty without you.”  Sam took a deep breath to push past the sadness of remembering life without Travis.  “A few weeks after I bought it someone asked to rent the space downstairs for a café.  It meant having a steady income whether I was teaching yoga or not.  And that is when I really decided to try to find you myself.”

Travis nodded thoughtfully.  She’d been able to take care of herself and make smart decisions.  He felt proud of her.  “That’s really awesome, Sam.”

“No,” she answered.  “It wasn’t.  It was survival.  The only reason I tried, was because I couldn’t give up on you.  I didn’t believe you were dead.  I knew you were out there.”

Travis could feel her love radiating from her body and into his.  She was so brave and beautiful.  He leaned in for a kiss, touched her hair and her cheek.  Her lips parted easily for him and she tasted sweet.  “Thank you for believing in me.”  His voice was a whisper, but held all the emotions he felt.  He was so grateful for her.

Sam smiled as she opened her eyes, her face just inches from his.  “Would you like to finally go home?”

“Please!”

            Travis closed the cab door behind Sam and let her take his hand.  He glanced up and down the dark street.  His stomach flipped with the familiar feeling of home and the last year felt like a crazy whacked out nightmare.  The few dark businesses looked almost the same as when he’d left.  The beach houses that lined the street were normal and perfect with faded pale paint, their windows glowing, music and voices faintly floating to Travis’ ears.  The warm air was filled with the briny sea scent of salt and sand, the Pacific Ocean just a block away.

            “Travis?”  Sam waited, watching Travis as he took in the familiar scene.  He looked almost happy.  The tired lines on his handsome face a little less deep.  He was still pale in the moonlight, but she was glad to see some color on his cheeks and when he finally looked at her, the blue of his eyes.

            Travis turned back to Sam and let her lead him up the steps.  “Just can’t believe how everything is the same…yet somehow different.”  And once he was inside their apartment he felt like time had been turned back.  A weight was lifted off his shoulders.  All the pain, the sadness, the fear, the longing, the restlessness, it all went away.  Their apartment had not changed at all.  Everything was exactly the same.  Their mountain bikes were in the same corner, his surf boards still lined neatly against the wall.  It was as if he had never left.  It was perfect.

            Sam had watched Travis carefully since finding him again.  She’d been without him for so long, over a year, not knowing whether he lived and breathed; she wanted to burn his heavenly face into her mind.  She’d watched as he’d agonized over how to keep her safe from the dangers of the other night stalkers that had been after him.  And she’d seen the hope in his eyes when he had found a way to make that happen.  His spirits had risen further after he’d killed the one that wanted him dead.  They could be together now.  And they could be happy and safe.  He was tired, weary and worn, much like she was.  The journey home had been long and they were anxious, going back to a life they’d had so long ago with everything so strange and different now.

            The apartment was decent sized with an open layout.  The front door led into a large foyer which opened up into the beautiful custom kitchen, dining area and large living room.  Across the living room French doors were open to their master suite, where their king size bed called to them.  Sam dropped her bag in the foyer, locked the door and led Travis to their room.

            As soon as they lay down they were both out.  They slept through the night and all the next day, Sam getting up only to pee and turn the central air on when the sun began to bake the apartment.

            Sam stretched feeling filthy, sweaty and lazy.  She was still tired.  She thought she could sleep a week.  She wanted a shower.  After traveling for two days and then sleeping for almost twenty four hours she knew she must be pretty ripe.  Her stomach growled and she needed some food.  She knew Travis must be thirsty and to feed him she needed to come up with a plan.  She sat up slowly, her head dizzy from lying down for so long.  She was a little stiff and decided she was going to make her stomach wait.  She really needed her shower.  The warm water would loosen her stiff muscles.  She turned to see Travis’ eyes still closed but when she moved towards him she watched his lips curl into a smile.  She let him pull her back to him and she sighed into his slightly cooler body.  “I’m gonna hop in the shower and then go get something to eat.”

            “Sounds like a plan.”  His voice was quiet, calm.  He was relaxed for the first time in months and months.  He didn’t have to be on the alert and worried here.  He could be himself.

            Sam laughed.  “I’m getting in the shower alone.  Or I won’t get any real food tonight.  And I am going to find food alone.  So you can get in the shower while I’m gone.”

            “I stink that bad, huh?”  Travis smirked.

            Sam rolled her eyes and kissed him quickly before hurrying for the shower.  She got the water going and hopped in, quickly scrubbing and shampooing.  The warm water did help loosen her stiff body a little but she wasn’t in long enough to enjoy it much.  She dried off and towel dried her hair then threw on a clean tee shirt and some shorts.  She brushed her damp blond hair and wrapped it up in a loose knot.  Within just a few minutes of getting out of bed Sam was slipping her feet into her favorite pair of flip flops and heading out the door.

            Travis lay in bed for a few minutes after Sam left.  He listened to the quiet night.  He wasn’t worried about her too much, this being a pretty safe neighborhood.  And she was only going up the street to order Chinese.  It was his favorite take out restaurant and he wondered if it still would be.  He hadn’t wanted human food since becoming a vampire.  But after Sam found him some of his human traits had started to come back.  He’d eaten a few things like steak and had even tried coffee.  Though the flavors were dulled it wasn’t bad.  He still needed blood.  It angered him that his transformed vampire body made him need blood.  He wasn’t sure what he would do to get it.  But he still felt strong and though he was thirsty he was not starving yet.  He’d hit a blood bank a few days ago before leaving Europe.  He’d be strong enough for a few more days while he figured out what to do.

            He listened until Sam’s beating heart faded away as she traveled a few blocks north and out of his hearing.  Then he listened to the ocean.  It was close enough so that it was clear and beautifully soothing.  He could hear the soft murmurs of people talking in their homes around the block.  He could hear the seagulls squabbling over French fries someone was throwing to them on the beach.  He heard a few cars slowly pass by.  He listened to the warm breeze stirring the palm tree leaves and whispering through the grass.  It was all too good to be true.  His world had been hell for so long.  The darkest things on the earth had been his company.  And suddenly Sam had brought light to his life once again.  She brought him hope and love and a reason to live, a reason to fight for good.  She was his savior in so many ways.  And suddenly he missed her.  The dark apartment was lonesome without her.  He needed to move and do something until she got back so he climbed out of bed and flicked the light on.  He then headed for the shower.

            Sam stopped at a corner convenient store to grab a couple of bottles of Hawaiian punch on her way to the restaurant.  She then went and ordered their food asking for a large empty cup and lid and told the waitress she’d be back in a few minutes.  The restaurant was across the street from the beach where there were a few benches.  There weren’t many people out this late, mostly couples that were walking way up the beach and a few teenagers hanging out in the parking area, blaring music and laughing.  There wasn’t anyone near the benches so she went and sat down.

            Her heart was pounding and she hoped Travis was far enough away not to hear it.  She took a deep breath and pulled the two bottles of punch from the bag, twisting the tops off and dumping their contents in the grass next to the benches.  She then pulled a small pocket knife that she’d snatched from Travis’ things at home, out of her pocket.  She looked at her arm, at her wrist, completely terrified and unsure of how to carry out her plan.  She heard a seagull screech above and she considered changing her plan.  But she knew what she had to do.  He’d have a million questions.  He’d be angry when she didn’t give him any answers.  She glanced around the area again to make sure no one was watching or could see her.  She touched the cold blade to her wrist and pressed it into her soft skin.

            Sam grit her teeth and fought back the painful tears as she watched bright red blood flow from the self inflicted wound.  She grabbed the cup from the Chinese restaurant and held it under the river of red.  She had to hurry.  She had to catch it all.

            Travis was touring the living room, looking at all the old pictures that were scattered on the walls and tables when Sam finally got back.  He tilted his head slightly when he saw her.  She looked a little pale.   And something about her coursing blood in her veins was off.  She smelled slightly different, new or fresh somehow.

            “What?”  Sam held her breath when Travis looked at her suspiciously.  Could he tell?

            He studied her but didn’t find anything actually wrong about her.  “You okay?  You look a little pale.”

            Sam nodded.  “Just been a long few days.  I need some food.”  She set everything on the kitchen counter and started pulling plates from the cupboard.  She heard Travis rummaging through the bags and knew which one he’d gone to first.
            “Sam…what’s this?”

            Sam tried to play it cool, but her heart jumped with anxiety.  She glanced at her wrist.  She forced a smile as she turned towards him with two plates.  “You mean to tell me you are a vampire and you can’t tell me what that is?”

            Travis stared at the Hawaiian punch bottles filled with blood.  He glanced at the Chinese restaurant cup also containing blood.  He could tell it was human.  And unless his senses deceived him it smelled like Sam.  He was angry.  What had she done?  He shook his head thinking how pale she’d been and how different her blood sounded in her veins, the slight scent of new blood.  But how was it possible?  There were more than four liters sitting on the counter.  There was an entire human in those containers!  He lifted his eyes to her.  She no longer looked pale and though her blood still smelled new it flowed normally in her veins now.  He was so confused!  Was he losing his mind?  “Sam?”

            “Please don’t ask.”  Her voice was quiet and she wouldn’t look him in the eye.  “Please.”

            Travis suddenly felt sad.  He didn’t know what she had done or how it was possible but she had done something to herself.  He reached for her to examine her for the mortal wound he knew she had to have but somehow knew he wouldn’t find.  “I don’t understand.”  He turned her hands and wrists over seeing nothing.  He ran his fingers up her arms and looked around her neck, up and down her legs but found nothing but goosebumps.

            “You won’t find anything because there is nothing to find.”  Sam said quietly as his fingers skimmed over her wrists again.  “I’m perfectly fine.  It’s enough to last you for a while, right?”

            Travis was frustrated but she was not hurt, not wounded.  He didn’t understand, but she was not giving in.  “You didn’t murder someone on your way to get Chinese did you?”  He laughed darkly.  This was the biggest reminder that things were not the same.  It was also the scariest reminder.  Whatever was going on with Sam…she was shutting him out.  It hurt and it terrified him all at once.  He didn’t want her to change for him.

            She knew this was hard for him.  It was hard for her too.  She hated not telling him her deepest most terrifying secret.  She hated having to hide from him.  But she couldn’t tell him.  It would destroy him.  “I promise I didn’t do anything illegal and I promise that I am one hundred percent fine.  Please just accept this as a gift from me…if nothing else.  I love you.  I want to do what I can to help you get what you need.  You want to take care of me?”  She watched as he nodded.  She took his hands in hers and pulled them around and behind her so that she was in his arms.  “I want to take care of you too.”  She touched his brow and gave him her best smile.  She only wanted him to feel better.  It was killing her, the turmoil she caused him.  But it had to be this way.  “Is that okay?”

            What could he say?  Her green eyes watched him, waiting for approval.  They were filled with love and hope.  He let out a breath and gave in.  “Yeah.  As long as you didn’t hurt yourself.”

            Sam took the opportunity to change the mood.  “After dinner why don’t you examine me more closely just to make sure.”  She winked at him then and turned to grab the Chinese and plates.  She went into the living room and placed everything on the coffee table watching Travis out of the corner of her eye.  He stood for a second staring at the blood filled containers before finally picking up the cup and following her to the couch.

            Travis was pleasantly surprised that he still liked Chinese.  The flavors were not as strong but it still tasted good.  He could feel Sam’s eyes on him when he took the first sip of warm blood.  When it filled his mouth and he swallowed, he was shocked by how much it satisfied him.  It was the best thing he’d ever tasted and for the first time since becoming a vampire, when he finished the cup, his thirst was completely gone.  Being with Sam had quieted his thirst to almost nothing.  But the blood that she’d brought to him, the blood he was sure was her own even though he didn’t know how it was possible, quenched the fire in his throat so that he thirsted no more.

            Sam thought he’d drink it all at dinner.  He’d told her when she’d found him in Europe that he needed all ten pints from a human to stay strong.  But he finished his cup and ate the Chinese and then sat back while she finished her own meal.  “Are you done?” she asked throwing her empty box into the paper bag.

            “I am,” he answered.  “I think with my heart beating, it keeps the blood fresher longer and I don’t need as much.”  He sighed.  “And whatever you brought me…”  He struggled to not ask her how she’d gotten it again.  “This is the first time that any kind of blood has completely quenched my thirst.  I mean…I don’t want or need what’s on the counter.”

            “Really?”  This made Sam very happy.  She’d really helped him then!

            “I think it will last me for a while.  I’ll put it in the refrigerator and it should be good for a couple of weeks.”

            Sam grinned.  It was all so weird!  But it was a relief knowing that she wouldn’t have to go out and get him more blood as often as she’d originally thought.

            After cleaning up they lounged on the couch and flipped through channels on the TV.  But the food had made them sleepy again so it didn’t take them long to head for bed.  Sam made sure she lowered the thermostat so that it would stay cool while they slept.  And then they drifted into dreams.

            When Sam woke the next morning it was to light kisses on the back of her neck.  She smiled to herself when she felt Travis moving closer, fully awake.  He pressed his hips into her butt and the feel of him hard and ready still took her breath away.   Sam felt rested but her body was stiff again from lying around so much.  She didn’t want him in the shower.  She wanted to be closer to him than that.  “How about a nice, warm, soapy bath?”  Her voice was sultry, seductive.

            “Mmm,” he answered still kissing her neck.  Honestly he’d be happy just staying in bed with her forever.  But running his hands over her slippery, wet skin would be fun too.

            Sam had to rip herself from his arms and out of bed.  She almost wanted to forget about the bath, but the bubbles called to her.  It only took her a few minutes to get the water and bubbles in the tub and she slipped into the warm bath closing her eyes as her body began to instantly relax and loosen.  They had a huge tub with awesome jets and the bubbles massaged her body wonderfully.

            Sam opened her eyes when Travis joined her.  She was determined to go slow.  She wanted release too, like she knew he did.  But since finding him they’d been in danger, under pressure and uncertainty and sadness.  They had nothing to fear here and they had all the time in the world.  She wanted to rediscover Travis and she wanted him to do the same with her.  He was grinning at her across the tub as he leaned back feeling the jets soothing his muscles.  His chiseled chest was wet and glistening and it was all Sam could do not to cross the tub and sit in his lap right then.  His blue eyes danced and she knew he knew what she was thinking.

            “Now what?” he asked still grinning.

            Sam smiled back.  “How about I wash your hair?”

            “Really?”  Travis couldn’t help but laugh.

            “Yeah.”  Sam felt silly as Travis looked at her like she was nuts.

            He watched her make a circular motion and he spun around so his back was to her.  She needed intimacy.  It was fine with him.  Every second with her no matter what they were doing was a gift.  He would do whatever she wanted.

            Sam moved to her knees and took the pitcher she had on the ledge and filled it with water.  “Lean your head back,” she said softly.  When he obeyed she poured the water over his short, dark hair until it was completely wet.  She then set the pitcher down and reached for his clean, fresh scented shampoo.  She started to gently massage Travis’ scalp working up a lather.  She felt him relax in front of her as he enjoyed her fingers in his hair.  After rinsing all the soap from his head she then grabbed his body wash and started massaging his neck and shoulders and back.  No words were spoken but it was a wonderfully intimate moment.  She was surprised to see his skin had more color today and it wasn’t as cool.  Thoughts of the fresh blood that he’d had and where it had come from swirled around her mind.

            When she rinsed his back Travis turned to her.  “Your turn.”  He mimicked what she had done for him, gently washing her long blond hair and then her neck and back and shoulders.  He felt her relax at his touch.   But she was so kissable all naked and wet.  He felt the pressure building again, felt the fresh blood in his newly awakened veins pumping quickly.

            Sam knew she was torturing him, but he was being patient.  She finally decided he’d been good long enough and she turned to face him.  At first she was relaxed and normal, but suddenly her breath caught as everything hit her at once.  Just a few weeks ago she’d been here in her tub, trying to relax and not think too much about what she might find in Europe.  She’d cried.  She’d sobbed.  Her heart had been broken, her purpose in life lost.  She’d been so lonely and miserable.  She couldn’t help but think of all the times she and Travis had lounged in the whirling jets, chatting and laughing, drinking wine and making love in the candle light with the bubble filled hot water surrounding them.

            “Sam?”  Travis watched her smile waver.  He could see her beautiful green eyes filling with tears.  “What’s wrong?”

            Sam took a ragged deep breath to regain her crazy emotions.  She blinked and wiped away the tears as she gave him another brave smile.  “It’s just a lot has happened the last couple of weeks.  I guess it’s sinking in.  I can’t believe that you are actually here…with me.  It’s some warped reality compared to how things were before.  Everything is the same, but everything is different and it’s just hard to process.”
            Travis wasn’t sure what to say or how to comfort her.  He felt bad and once again wished he’d never gone on the trip that had ripped their lives apart.  “I’m sorry.”  It was the only thing he could say.

            She wasn’t trying to make him feel guilty.  He’d apologized a thousand times and it wasn’t even his fault.  He hadn’t known what would happen.  She pulled herself together and thought about what this moment really meant.  They were home.  They were safe.  Both of them.  They were together.  They’d been separated for too long, but Travis was right there with her once again.  Maybe he was different in body.  But he was still the same Travis.  His mind was the same.  His heart and soul were the same.  She knew him.  She felt him moving in her own soul once again.  His love hadn’t changed.  If anything it had grown, like hers for him.  The overwhelmed feeling faded and all she could see was Travis, right in front of her, right at that moment.  She moved towards him wanting to feel his touch.  “Life has been a rollercoaster for so long.  Sometimes it makes me a little dizzy.  I’m sorry for making you feel bad.”  She could see how bewildered he was from her change of emotions yet again, but slowly she could tell he was starting to understand.  “Travis…we’ve been through so much in our lives, together and apart.  Losing our parents early in life, having to fend for ourselves, finding each other, being separated for so long, finding each other again and all the danger and having to deal with this strange and crazy new life…”  She moved into his arms, her eyes locked on his.  “But having to go through so much pain and chaos…because it led me back to you, I would do it all again.  I could suffer through anything if I knew that you were at the end of it.  I’m not sad or angry about what’s happened because you’re here with me.  This is all I ever wanted.  Vampire, human or something else…when you were missing and they told me you were probably gone forever…I just wished for one more day with you.  I didn’t think that I would get it.  But here you are and the possibilities are endless.  I went from feeling like I had no future and nothing to live for to having hope and renewed life.  There are so many things we can do and places we can go.  Or we could do nothing and just hide away from the world with each other.  I’m just overwhelmed and happy.  So please don’t be sorry.  We’ve been given a second chance.  A chance I thought we would never have.  But here it is.”

            Her words touched him and he understood perfectly what she was saying.  It made sense.  And he felt all those same things.  It was so hard to go from a peaceful life to complete turmoil back to a peaceful life.  It messed with the head as well as the nerves.  But they would deal with it.  They would figure it out.

            Sam moved her body closer to him. The water swished around them with her movement.  “This is all I want,” she whispered to him, drawing a line down his cheek, along his jaw, her thumb skimming along his lower lip.  She licked her own lips as she gazed at his wonderful mouth.  “All I ever wanted was you.  It doesn’t matter what else happens in this life, how our circumstances change, how we change.  I will always love you and I will always want to be with you.”

            Travis couldn’t help but touch her then.  Her wet skin was warm and slippery and he explored every inch of her with his hands.  He kissed her, getting lost in her soft, sweet lips.  He ached to be with her.  It had been a few days now and he missed the feel of her beautiful body against him, surrounding him.  He needed her hot, wet flesh all around him, coaxing him to an explosive release.  He wanted to touch her everywhere inside and out, to watch her rise and fall apart in his arms.  His breath caught when her hands slid down his chest, over his abs to his rock hard dick.  She began to stroke him, her motion smooth and easy in the water.  “Samantha,” he whispered.

            Sam felt desire shooting through her body.  She loved the way her name rolled off his tongue.  She listened to his unsteady breaths as her hands slid over his big beautiful cock and it excited her even more.  She wanted him deep inside but she wanted to play with him first.  She pushed him back so he was lounging.  She pulled the plug to let some water out and stopped it when they could see her hand sliding up, out of the water to the head of his dick and then disappear back down his shaft under the bubbles.  He was so beautiful!  Every inch of his skin was pulled tight against his strong, etched muscles.  She glanced back and forth between her hands on his awesome cock to his hungry blue eyes that were also watching her hands.  She was so tempted to make him explode right then.  But she reminded herself that she wanted this to last.  Her clit throbbed between her legs.  She needed to feel him, every inch.

            Travis devoured the amazing scene with his eyes.  Sam was so gorgeous, her wet, blond hair falling over her shoulders, framing her perfect breasts as they bounced and jiggled with the motions of her hands on his dick.  The friction of her hot fingers in the cooling water, jerking him up and down was mind blowing.  She had no idea how good it felt…or maybe she did…because she wore a sexy, cool grin on her face as she watched him enjoy her magic hands.  The fire that shot through his veins now was threatening to consume him.  He sat up yanking her hands out of the water and pulling her into his lap.

            Stroking Travis was not just an appetizer for him but for Sam as well.  She loved making him feel good and just touching his huge hard on and letting him slide between her hands.  It had her hot and ready.  She could feel her pulse pounding between her legs.  She craved him like nothing else in the world could satisfy her.  When he pulled her into his lap he didn’t enter her right away.  Instead he kept his erection between them, letting her feel every inch against her stomach.  She couldn’t help but move against him, wanting him so bad it hurt.  He was like a rock against her skin and she kissed him desperately, near whimpering.  “Travis…” she whined against his mouth.  “I need you inside me.”

            He had one hand on her butt and he used the other to lift her leg.  Sam thought for sure he would bury his dick in her then but instead he slid his index and middle finger into her soft, wet flesh.  She bit her lip when his thumb began to slowly circle her clit.  The sparks inside her belly were immediate and wonderful.

            Travis knew she wanted him inside.  He was aching to penetrate her gorgeous body.  But he also wanted to touch her and bring her to the edge first.  She was pushing her hips against him, slowly moving against his dick and his fingers as she kissed him with deep, hungry kisses.  Her fingers in his hair sent chills down his spine.  Her breath was erratic and her warm wet skin slid against his, the friction echoing straight into his balls.  He listened to her beating heart.  It thundered along with his in their chests, the most beautiful sound in the world.  He felt her starting to stiffen as his fingers coaxed her towards the edge, probing her, rubbing her in all the right places.  Her hips were grinding into him harder and faster, her finger tips pressing into his scalp and his shoulder.

            Sam closed her eyes and let Travis’ hands and mouth push her higher.  Her belly and her clit burned with wonderful sensations.  His dick dug into her hip and she knew she was dripping for him despite the water.  Every fiber of her being was in tune with him, even her hard nipples that rubbed against his chest as she moved, heightening the burning inside.  He kissed a trail down her neck and let his tongue slide along her throat leaving fire on her skin.  She started to tremble as she neared the edge and she held onto him, never wanting to let him go.  His tongue slid down to her breast and his mouth covered her nipple.  He sucked lightly, his tongue circling, licking, flicking.  “Travis, please!” she begged.  She couldn’t take it anymore.

            Finally Travis granted her request.  He raised her hips out of the cooling water and guiding himself between her legs.  He shot her a playful glare when she was extra slow in lowering herself.  She was completely in control now, her knees on either side of him leaning over him as he lay back against the tub.  She gripped the sides of the wide tub and slowly she began to move.  He gripped her hips as electricity shot from his dick to his balls to every limb of his body.  God she was so beautiful!  She seemed to glow, all her features perfect and breath taking.

            Sam loved watching the smoldering fire in Travis’ eyes.  She was sure her eyes were mirroring it back to him.  He filled her up, huge and hard, the friction echoing blissful shock waves through her body.  She couldn’t help but taste his mouth and she reveled in the passion she felt there.  His hands were moving now, squeezing her butt before sliding up her back.  He moved them along her skin, watching what he touched as he brought them around to caress her breasts.  He squeezed them gently before circling her nipples with his thumbs.  Sam’s breathing came in short gasps of pleasure and she moved a little faster, wanting him deeper, harder.  She shifted slightly and her body shuddered lightly when his cock glided over her g spot.  She let out a small cry as he hit it again and she started to tremble.

            Travis sat up and pulled her closer, but he slipped his hand between her legs so he could stroke her clit.  She kissed his mouth desperately, her finger tips pressing into his back and shoulders.  He loved it when she gasped for air between kisses.  He could feel her shake and shudder every time his dick touched her sensitive spot deep inside.  He could feel her slamming her hips into his harder, seeking more, wanting more, needing more.  “You are so beautiful, angel,” he whispered against her mouth.  He felt her nails dig into him and he grinned knowing she was close.

            If she hadn’t already been there Sam would have thought she was in heaven.  Every single cell in her body was quivering in anticipation and ecstasy.  Travis’ mouth and hands were giving her the warm buzz, dull at first, but growing louder and stronger in her belly.  Each breath, each movement sent her further into the stars.  Her heart was overflowing in the moment and she wanted to cry with joy.  She’d been dreaming of Travis being back home with her in their perfectly screwed up little world for so long.  “Stay here with me forever,” she begged.

            “I want nothing more,” he answered, his voice husky and deep.

            The vibration of his voice and his words traveled into Sam’s skin and to her heart.  He was not a vampire.  He was not evil.  He would not go to hell.  She wouldn’t allow it.  He was too good.  Everything about him was good.

            Travis continued to rub her hard clit and was rewarded with her wonderful low moans.  She leaned back slightly with her eyes closed and he watched as she rose and fell on his thick, hard cock.  His fingers slid over her hot, slippery, wet flesh and her moans grew louder as he coaxed her towards climax.  His eyes devoured her glistening, perfect skin, her erect nipples, her breasts perfectly round and bouncing, her flat, smooth stomach and down to her wide hips that bumped into him.  He felt the stirring deep in his balls as they began to tighten, threatening an earth quake to rock their world.  He wanted to see her, to see the volcano erupt in her eyes, spewing lava and ash of bliss and pleasure.  He needed to see her eyes, her soul.  “Sam, look at me.”

            Sam opened her eyes to look into Travis’ dazzling blue pools.  He was gritting his teeth, his body tight, so close, waiting for her.  Her body was trembling, her motion stiff and choppy.  His fingers against her clit and his cock rubbing her g spot had her moaning and racing towards the edge.  Staring into his eyes Sam felt the intensity, the most intimate of moments.  As her hips came down on him again, thrusting his dick deep inside, Sam felt the explosion between her legs and she cried out.  She reached down to grip his wrist as his fingers continued to play her like an instrument, wave after wave of super heated electricity shooting through her veins, taking her breath away, causing her heart to stutter.  When Travis came she listened to his wonderful voice as he groaned and shook, his body convulsing against hers, feeling the same intense energy radiating through his blood.  She didn’t stop right away.  Each movement of friction as she continued to raise her hips and plunge back down on his still exploding cock made their orgasms last for several more seconds.  She centered her thoughts around each new wave that shook her body, thought about how good he felt, how hard and huge he was plunging deep inside her.  She kept going until she couldn’t breathe anymore and then she collapsed into his arms, gasping, her heart pounding, the last shock waves of the massive eruption lapping through her like the ocean waves.

            Travis sat holding her taking his own deep, calming breaths.  He was worn out from his own ridiculously intense orgasm but he held her tight enjoying how much she needed him and his strength.  He felt privileged that she let herself be so vulnerable with him.  It still amazed him after all these years, and especially now that he was a vampire, that she trusted him and loved him so much, that she still chose him.  A few days ago he had talked himself into letting her go so that she could be safe and happy.  If that had really happened, if she’d actually gotten on a plane and flown away from him forever, it would have destroyed him.  The thought of her letting someone else touch her and hold her and love her this way would have killed him.

            In his arms Sam felt so safe and almost normal.  She never wanted to leave this moment.  But her secret was eating her alive.  She had to tell him.  She had to let go of her secret and trust him.  He would probably be shocked and have a hard time with it, but he loved her.  She had to believe in him and what they had together.  They belonged together.  They were polar opposites in so many ways, but that is why they had been made for each other.  No matter what he was, no matter what she was, they fit each other perfectly.

            “Travis…” she started nervously.  She wanted to tell him but it was too distracting here at home with all the noise of everyday life around them.

            “Hmm?”  He felt her tense up a bit and he wondered what she was going to say.

            “Let’s rent a house on Santa Catalina Island for a night or two.”  The island was only an hour ferry ride from Los Angeles.  Though it was often a tourist destination and vacation spot for a lot of people on the mainland it only had one major city and a couple of small towns.  There was only one major road through the scarcely populated back country of the island and there were several places to rent that were reclusive.  She wanted space.  She wanted the only noise to be the waves on the beach and the wind in the palm trees.

            Travis could only nod.  Her request was strange at best.  All she had wanted was to get home.  Now she wanted to go away for a couple of nights?  But whatever she wanted, it’s what he would give her.

            Within a few days they were heading towards the island on the ferry.  Once on the island and taxi drove them the half hour to the other side of the island and down the long drive way to the very private lot on the beach.  The house was beautiful.  It was in the perfect location, just inside the trees on the beach facing west to the ever expanding Pacific Ocean.  There were no other people around for miles.  It was just them and the sea and the birds.

            The past few days Travis had noticed how strange his body was acting.  He’d only had less than half a cup of the blood she’d brought to him with their Chinese food, since that night.  He wasn’t thirsty.  He didn’t desire it like before.  There was no burning in his throat.  And even though it still tasted good, he didn’t really want it.  He’d been eating more human food with Sam.  He felt human pangs of hunger, not vampire lust for blood.  And he was still strong.  It was almost as if the blood she’d brought him was somehow healing him.  And he was still pretty sure that it was hers.

            They sat on the beach in the dark the only light the sparkling stars and the bright moon.  Both of them could see perfectly.  Both of them could sense no one near them for miles on land or sea.  They were safe.  Sam was safe to tell Travis her secret.

            Sam felt Travis’ hand on hers and she smiled to herself.  It was warm.  His skin had warmed slowly over the last few days and it made her happy.  Her plan had actually worked and it had taken less blood than she’d thought.  Looking at him next to her as he gazed out to sea Sam could see the color had come back to his skin.  He looked almost as he had before he’d left to go on his trip.

            Travis could feel Sam watching him and he turned to look at her.  In her eyes he could see the stars in the night sky and he felt like he was looking into the heavens.  She was so beautiful he couldn’t help but lean in to touch his lips to hers.  He felt his spirit rising and he could say for the first time in over a year, without murder and blood, without worrying for Sam’s life and just being with her and relaxed in this beautiful place, he was truly happy.  He touched her face with his free hand and kissed her deeper wanting her to know how he was feeling.

            Sam didn’t want to ruin the moment.  But her secret was screaming through her head.  She could feel how relaxed and at ease Travis was.  But she had to tell him the truth now.  She had to tell him everything.  She pulled back licking her lips, still feeling him there, terrified and wondering if she would feel it again.  If it was all too much for him what would she do?  If he left her…No!  She couldn’t think like that or she would lose her nerve to tell him.

            She wanted him to remember the good things, the way it used to be.  If he remembered that…about the good things in life, the wonderful things they’d shared, maybe it would be okay.  “Travis…tell me about the first time you saw me.”

            Travis cocked his head but a small grin found his mouth.  He studied her face wondering where that had come from but she was waiting for him to speak.  “Well…I was home on leave to party and get some ass.”  He laughed.  “You know what happened.  You were kinda there.”

            Sam gave a small fake laugh.  “Yeah.  But I want to hear it from your perspective.  Tell me what you were thinking and all that.”

            He squinted his eyes at her trying to figure out what this was all about, but his smile never faded.  “Okay…”  He looked out across the ocean as he thought about that hot summer night just over six years ago.  “I had every intention of using that leave to blow off steam and get my rocks off after being in Iraq for a year and then heading to Afghanistan for an undetermined amount of time.  I couldn’t wait to get home to California where all those beautiful half naked and sun tanned girls were.  Some friends threw us a massive party on the beach as a home coming.  I started drinking as soon as we got there at sunset and was pretty wasted within a couple of hours.  I remember laughing a lot.  And I remember a group of girls that hung around me and the other marines on leave.  I had to pee so I went over by a rock and let it rip.  I was walking back to the bonfire when I saw the most beautiful blonde goddess I’d ever laid eyes on.  Sobered me right up.  She was laughing with some friends near the water, letting the ocean swirl around her ankles.  They weren’t a part of the bonfire and I could hear my friends hollering to me to come back, but I couldn’t leave without meeting her first.”  He looked at Sam and watched as she nodded also remembering.

            “You have no idea how nervous I was.  Introducing myself to women had never been an issue for me, but for some reason I was so afraid you’d laugh at me and walk away…it was strange.  But then I told you my name and you gave me yours and it was like something inside me clicked.  I knew we were supposed to meet and I was almost not surprised when you agreed to come to the bonfire with your friends.”  He was off in his own little world now, remembering that first day, the day his life had changed forever.

            “At the bonfire I couldn’t take my eyes off you.  Your green eyes were so friendly and bright and your smile was breath taking.  You chatted with me through the noise like we were the best of friends.  I was so excited just to be talking to you.  I forgot about my mission to get laid.  I just wanted to know everything about you, your favorite color, what music you listened to, if you had any siblings.  It was too noisy so we snuck off further down the beach and walked and talked until the sun was turning the sky red.  I couldn’t believe you agreed to breakfast.  I thought you’d be exhausted and would want to go home.”

            Sam sighed.  “I was exhausted.  But when there’s nothing to go home to…you were the first person I connected with after my Dad died.  I didn’t want to be alone.  And you were so alive and full of energy and friendly…”  Sam smirked.  “And ridiculously sexy.  When you came up to me on that beach…more than just my feet were wet.”

            Travis smirked.  “Well we took care of that part didn’t we?  After breakfast…the next day, every day that week and then the next.  I don’t think we saw the light of day my entire leave.”

            “So you got your ‘rocks’ off.”  Sam laughed.

            “I got so much more.”  Travis was serious now.  “I loved being a marine, helping my country, defending innocent lives.  And with no family at home I never thought I’d ever be anything else.  I thought I’d probably die in some foreign country.”  He hung his head then, realizing how ironic it was that that is exactly what had happened.  He let out a long breath.  “But after being with you…it was the first time I didn’t want to go back.  I was afraid of going back over seas and never seeing you again.  But I realized that if that’s what happened, I didn’t regret it at all.  Every second had been worth it.  So when you said you’d wait for me…I was so happy.  I discovered a whole side of me I hadn’t known existed.  Those three years I was gone…all I thought about was you.  I wanted to come home and be with you.  I never loved anyone so much as you.  And it’s only grown stronger.”

            Sam closed her eyes to fight the tears that stung her eyes.  The best day she’d ever had was the day Travis had come home to stay.  She’d met him at the airport and had thrown her whole body around him.  She kissed him until they couldn’t breathe.  Her heart ached as she relived that moment.  She had to trust him.  She took a deep breath.  “I know that you love me.”  Sam tried to break the ice, searching for words that wouldn’t destroy what they had.  “I just hope that you still will.”  Her heart trembled and she knew he could hear it.

            “Whatever it is Sam, we’ll figure it out.”  He was surprised to see her face streaked with tears.  What was going on!?  He couldn’t help but move closer to her and touch her face lightly to wipe away her tears.  “Please tell me what this is all about so I can stop worrying and tell you it’s all gonna be okay.”  He knew she was finally going to tell him her secret.  He gave her a brave smile.

Sam’s heart broke when he smiled.  How much she hoped he’d understand.  How much she hoped he would not hate himself.  How much she hoped she wouldn’t hurt him.  “It wasn’t your fault when I died.  Please don’t blame yourself.  There wasn’t anything you could have done.”

            Travis looked out to the ocean then, feeling guilty yet again.  “I should have been faster.  I should have been smarter and stronger.”

            Sam sighed.  “I should have listened to you when you told me how much danger I was in.”  She was quiet then, thinking about the best way to explain this whole thing.

            Travis knew she was searching for words.  And now that she was on the brink of telling him what had happened to her he wasn’t so sure he wanted to know.

            “I went to heaven, Travis.”

            At that he had to smile.  Of course she did.  His sweet, beautiful, loving Samantha could go no other place.

            “I told them I didn’t want to stay.”

            Travis blinked.

            “I told them I couldn’t leave you yet.  I wasn’t ready to let you go.  I’d just found you.  It wasn’t enough time.”

            Travis shook his head in disbelief.

            “But they already knew I would say that.”  She could picture heaven perfectly.  So much beauty and light trimmed with gold and peace, breathtaking and awesome.

            “They knew you would say that?”  Travis was trying to understand why she would ask to come back.  He knew she loved him, but he was broken.  He was a vampire.  He was a demon even if she didn’t want to believe it.  She’d left heaven to stay with him?  Had she thrown away her eternity for him?  Would they let her go back?

            “The angels that greet you when you get there…they knew I would tell them I wanted to come back.”

            “Sam!  Why would you do that!?”

            “You would do anything for me.  You could have killed me but you didn’t.  You could have disappeared again and became a horrible, evil being like the others but you didn’t.  You came for me, into that hell cave with all the other vampires that wanted my blood and wanted to kill you.  You fought for me when there was no chance to win.  You didn’t give up.  You kept fighting.  How could I give up on you?  How could I leave you here in all your guilt and pain?  How could I go to heaven and let you be condemned to hell?  Heaven without you would have been like hell.”

            “No, Sam!”  Travis moaned.  He closed his eyes and felt the darkness pressing in.  “You were safe!  No more pain or evil could touch you there!”

            “I asked them to send me back.  So they sent me back.”  She watched his handsome face in agony and it killed her.  This is what she had been afraid of.

            “Why would they do that?”  His voice was barely a whisper.

            She sighed not knowing what to say.  “Will you show me your wings?”

            As a vampire Travis had his human form and his demon form.  His demon form was stronger and faster than his human form and he had massive red wings that attached at his shoulders.  He was angry with her for asking to come back.  He would have died without her, knowing he’d let her down, that he should have saved her, but at least she would have been free from this fucked up world so cruel and evil.  She would have been his beautiful Sam, forever in heaven.  Just knowing that would have made his death a little less torturous.  “Why?”

            “I want to see you,” she answered.  “All of you.  Even the side you are ashamed of.”

            Travis studied her face for a moment as she waited patiently.  She was so calm.  Even though he was cursing himself again and angry about what she had done he couldn’t tell her no.  So he stood and on the dark beach next to her, spread out his wings for her to see.

            Sam watched as Travis changed for her.  His clothes disappeared and his muscles became more pronounced.  There was a powerful aura around him and she watched as he opened his huge red wings for her to see.

            During the battle in which she’d died Sam had seen him from far away.  But now that she was closer he almost didn’t seem real.  He was absolutely magnificent, naked and strong.  She got up from the sand and stepped towards him.  She was sad that he was hanging his head, so ashamed and quiet.  But she was still drawn to him.  “Can I touch them?”

            Travis felt like the worst kind of monster.  But he would not deny her.  Not Sam.  Slowly he nodded.

            Sam reached out to touch his wing.  It resembled a bats wing, soft and leathery, but thick and strong.  She ran her hand up the outside bone marveling at a part of Travis that she had never touched.  She felt him shiver and knew she was torturing him so she pulled her hand away.

            “Why did you want to see this?”  His voice was sad.

            “Travis, you are beautiful.”  She wanted him to believe it.  “You are not some hopeless evil being like you think you are.  You’re still good.  You’re heart is good!  That’s why they let me come back.  I begged them to give you another chance.  I begged them to let me try to save you.”

            Travis was shaking his head.  His heart ached so much he thought that it was going to explode.

            “I couldn’t give up on you.”  Her voice was soft as she tried to sooth him with words.  He was hurting like she knew he would.  She wanted to take his pain away.  “My heart beats with your heart.  Yours was dead, and so was mine.  But when mine started again, so did yours.  Don’t you see?  This is how it was supposed to be.  We were meant to be together, to be one, for eternity, whether it be in heaven or in hell.”

            Travis was lost for words, lost on what he should do.  She’d come back for him, left heaven for him.  She’d given up heaven for a demon.  How could they ever let her back?  “How can I live with myself knowing what you gave up?  What if something happens to you because of me, again?”

            “I am not banned from heaven, but I will not go back without you.  Whatever happens to me…this was my decision.  And I am not defenseless or vulnerable like before.”

            “What do you mean?”

            “I’m still figuring some things out.  I don’t know everything they gifted me with yet but like you, I heal very quickly.”

            “The blood…”  Travis nodded, understanding in his eyes, though the clouds in them darkened over the thought.

            “It was mine,” she finally admitted.

            Travis balled his hands into fists and grit his teeth.  She’d given up heaven for him!  And she’d let him drink her blood!

            “It’s healing you.”  She wanted to make him understand.  He was not exactly a vampire anymore.  “I can heal more than myself.”

            He knew this, had felt it happening.  But how was that possible?

            “You can never be human again.  It’s against the rules.  But you are not a true vampire anymore.  Not really.  You’re a hybrid…kind of an undercover dark angel.  You still have the wings, the senses of a vampire, but you overcame the evil yourself and chose to be good.  My blood took away your physical need for blood.  It healed that part of you.”

            He could see all the pieces falling into place.  The things that seemed impossible were actually possible.  “How…?”  His voice faded when he looked at her again.  She was glowing brightly!  There was a warm light that radiated around her and the love and beauty that seeped into him from her aura made him want to fall to his knees.  The strong, sweet, spicy scent of ancient oil filled the air.  She was marvelously beautiful in all her naked features and he nearly stopped breathing.

            “Because…” she answered as she unfolded her bright, white, feathery wings that were almost as large as his.  “They sent me back as an angel.”

            Travis did fall to his knees then.  He bowed his head unable to look at such goodness.  If what she said was true then he owed her more than his life.  He owed her everything, every breath, every heart beat.  He owed her his eternity.  The thought that she truly was an angel after he’d been calling her that for so long did not escape him either.

            Watching him fall at her feet Sam decided to dial it down a little.  She folded her wings back to make them appear smaller and pushed most of her light back down into her body.  “Travis, get up.”  She reached for his hand and pulled him to his feet.  She was anxious when he would not look at her, just looked unsure of himself.  She could see him struggling in his mind.  He was so close to believing!  She put both her hands on his face so that his eyes met hers.  Her voice was soft and delicate as she spoke to him.  “You are not evil.  You are not condemned to hell.  It doesn’t matter what you became or what you did.  What matters is what is in your heart.  We will all be judged for what’s in our heart.  And your heart, like my heart is full of light and love.  Those things are not evil.”  When he nodded she felt relief like she’d never felt before.
            Travis took a deep breath, the hope in him rising again.  He looked at her wings, at the faded light that was still around her.  He knew she was stronger than she seemed.  Maybe she was even stronger than him.  “You are the most beautiful, magnificent creature ever made.  And if you think I am worth saving, then there must be some hope for me.”

            Sam smiled.  She felt a weight lifting from her shoulders.  He was getting it now!  “You are worth everything we’ve been through and everything that might happen.  You told me a long time ago that I had your heart.  Well you have mine as well and now they beat as one.  I love you Travis.  Be strong for me.  Together we can make it through anything.”  She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest.  She waited as he stood still absorbing all the information and slowly he relaxed, pulling her closer into his lean, muscled arms.  She knew then that he’d accepted her.  He would be able to move past his guilt and the pain of what they’d been through.  His soul was safe in her unbelievable, selfless hands.  He would spend every day and every minute showing her how much that meant to him.  And he would not fail her again.

            Sam felt free!  Travis knew everything now.  And he was still here.  She felt relief and joy.  And with their naked bodies pressed together in their embrace she suddenly felt electricity shoot through her veins.  She lifted her eyes to his and saw the longing there that she felt.  She traced the outline of his face, his eyes, his nose, his lips.  She started kissing his jaw, slowly working her way up to his ear, her fingers moving through his hair.

            Travis felt her burning kisses and he couldn’t remember anything that had ever felt so good.  Their lives had been turned upside down, ripped apart and then thrust back together and still they were here and he felt stronger and more in love than ever before.  He pulled her closer to him, his erection pressing hard against her hip.  As his hands ran over her back down to her butt he marveled at her soft, smooth, perfect skin.  He wanted to be tangled up with her forever in every way.  He decided to take a chance and carefully he pushed off the ground until they were a few feet above the sand.

            Sam found Travis’ lips and was so into his deep passionate kisses that she barely realized they were in the air.  She felt like she was floating but she always felt that way when she kissed him.  But she felt the small breeze against her face as he moved his wings to keep them air born and she opened her eyes to look down.  She caught his grin and laughed with him.  She was completely breathless in his strong arms, his blue eyes dancing in the moonlight.  Every inch of skin that touched his was tingling.  She felt his hard dick pressing into her hip and her insides ached to have him inside.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again, moving her own wings pushing them a little higher.

            Travis laughed.  “My angel, Samantha.  I can’t believe we are here right now.”  Her hips pushed into his making his dick pulse and he sucked in a breath as she started to use her entire body to rub against him.  He closed his eyes to focus on how it all felt.  In his demon body would making love feel different?  Would making love to Sam’s angel body be different?

            Sam moved her hips over Travis’ erection and felt his finger tips press into her butt.  Her blood was racing through her veins, her pulse quick and her breathing erratic.  She felt them moving higher into the sky, the breeze cooler up here.  But she wasn’t really paying attention to that as Travis trailed kisses down her throat across her collar bone and ever so slowly to her breasts.  With one strong arm he held her to him and with the other he slid it along her skin, goose bumps breaking out where he touched.  He stopped to massage her breast and play with one of her nipples, his mouth circling the other.  She felt lightening softly exploding in her belly and she desperately wanted to feel the thunder.  He loosened his grip just a bit and slid his hand between her legs.  She gasped when his fingers slid across her hot, dripping flesh.  His fingers probed her gently inside before coming back to fondle her hard clit.  She dug her nails into his shoulder and felt her body start to tremble.  His hot breath was on her neck and she could hear how unsteady it was.  It excited her even more knowing how much he enjoyed making her feel good.  She felt his pulsing dick on her hip and she started moving again, now moving against his rock hard dick as well as his fingers.

            Travis sucked on her hard nipples as she rubbed against him.  It drove him crazy knowing how wet he made her.  He felt her body trembling in his arms and he wanted nothing more than to make her come.  He felt the atmosphere change as they floated higher.  There was no visible land as they were miles above the earth now.  The stars were bright and large, so close they could almost touch them.  He wanted to hear her moans, wanted them to reach the stars where he knew she belonged.  He wanted to give her heaven in his arms, wanted her to fly across the sky and explode among the stars.  He circled her nipples with his tongue, flicking and teasing, his fingers hot and dripping with her movement.  But he could feel the first stirrings deep within himself as she continued to rub against him.  He moved so that his dick was no longer between them.  He hated himself immediately, throbbing, the blood pounding through his hard cock, needing to be inside her.  He wasn’t giving in just yet.

            Sam felt a little disappointed when Travis moved so she couldn’t torture him anymore.  But his fingers told her what he was trying to do and it was working.  She shivered and trembled involuntarily as his fingers slid around and around, over her clit.  His tongue on her nipples and his hand squeezing her butt sent wonderful sensations of fire between her legs and she gripped his shoulders harder feeling the beginning of the end.  She started to moan and whimper, her eyes closed tight as his fingers stayed relentless.  It was almost more than she could take and she was pretty sure her juices were running down her legs.  She pulled his face up longing for his lips on hers and she moaned loudly against his mouth.  She didn’t know how high they were but she would have fallen if he hadn’t been holding her.  The pressure was building and she thought she might explode into a million pieces.  “Oh god Travis!”  Her voice was breathless.  She was right at the threshold.

            “Come for me angel.”  His voice was just as soft and sweet as hers.

            Sam dug her nails deeper into his shoulder.  She was gasping for air and felt like she was swirling around in the sky on a magnificent ride.  Warmth engulfed her body from her fingers and toes and suddenly rushed inwards.  She felt the explosion slam into her belly and felt the rush between her legs.  She cried out, her voice reaching the stars as they were among them now.  She gasped for air as Travis continued to move his fingers, the waves coming in hard and brilliant, all the colors of the rainbow flashing behind the lids of her closed eyes.  When the waves of ecstasy faded she slumped against him gulping air and trembling with the beautiful, body shaking orgasm she’d just felt.  It only took her a few seconds to recover though.  She still craved Travis inside her.

            Travis loved watching her come.  It was his favorite thing to do, always had been, always would be.  She was so beautiful it blew his mind.  She collected herself quickly and reached down between them to take his thick, hard cock and guide him into her soft, hot wetness.  She lifted her legs so that he could hold her in a sitting position and with her arms around his neck and her eyes staring into his she started to move back and forth.  “Sam, do you have any idea how good that feels?”  Her movements were steady and shallow at first, taking in just the tip of his dick, torturing him with pleasure and want.  He gripped her thighs trying not to hurt her as she let more of his large shaft glide into her body.  Her wings moved as they hovered in the air and the wonderful sweet aroma she carried with her filled his lungs as she continued to ride him.

            “I do.”  She answered as she held his gaze wanting to connect to him on the deepest level.  “Because that’s how good you feel inside me.”

            He kissed her then, moving his own hips back and forth needing every inch of himself buried deep into her gorgeous body.  He let go of her legs to touch her face, her hair.  He wanted to touch her wings.  They looked so soft and feathery.  He was not disappointed as they felt like down on his fingertips.  But he felt the strength in them too, the power.

            Sam felt the sweat rolling down her back and between her breasts.  But it was wonderful.  Travis was thrusting more now, needing release.  He felt so good sliding in and out of her body she could feel the burning again.  It was so easy for him to get her.  And he always made sure she came first.  She kissed him deep and long, taking both their breath away, but she felt his hands pulling her body closer, moving down to her butt helping her move.  She felt their souls mingling.  Her heart ached because it was over flowing.  She heard the deep noises in his throat, knew he was close, and she put it into the next gear for him.  She wanted every sweet drop of love he had in him.  She wanted every breath.  She wanted all of him.  She shifted her position just a bit and felt his dick slam into her harder, sending sparks through her body.

            Travis felt himself growing harder.  His balls began to tighten with the coming storm and all he could do was hold on as Sam rode his huge cock as hard as she could, her beautiful body thrusting up and down on his dick.  The contrast of the cool night air and then her boiling, dripping insides was intense and drove him forward quickly.  But he was hanging on.  He knew she would come with him if he waited.  But it was so difficult with her banging her hips into his, plunging his cock deeper and deeper into her body with each thrust.

            Sam closed her eyes and concentrated on how amazing Travis’ massive, beautiful dick felt as she slammed her hips into his.  He touched every sensitive spot inside her, the friction amazing.  She focused on the warmth building between her thighs, how each thrust sent an electrical current coursing through her veins.  He made her heart race, her blood boil, her body shake.  She felt his fingers gripping her butt harder.  Sam started to moan.  She was almost there.  She tasted his lips, felt the rush of air into and out of his lungs.  Her hips were not as fluid, her movements stiffer, but he was helping her.  The slow climb started to move faster and she felt like she was running towards the cliff now.

            All he wanted was to feel her muscles contracting around his dick while he came.  He was right there and when she finally came again he let himself go.  His groan echoed across the black night and he could barely breathe as she shuddered against him.  Every spasm deep inside her milked him more as he exploded into her again and again.  He shook hard and was grateful for her strength as she held onto him, her own moans continuing.

            As the waves of intensity subsided it was only then that Sam realized how high they were.  They were so high they were out of the earth’s atmosphere and were floating among the stars.  She was still hanging onto Travis, his arms tight around her, their breathing still labored, their bodies still trembling.  “It’s so beautiful!”  Sam sat back a little so that she could look around her, the diamonds sparkling bright and huge in the sky all around them.

            Travis just nodded.  “But they are nothing compared to you.”

            Sam’s green eyes looked back at Travis and she fell into his blue pools of contentment.  He looked satisfied and genuinely happy for the first time since she’d found him.  Even though he’d changed, they’d both changed, she was looking into the face of the boy she had fallen in love with.  “I love you.”  They were the only words she could find right now.

            Travis smiled.  He pushed a few stray blond hairs from her sweaty forehead and breathed in her sweet, spicy scent.  “I love you too, angel.  Are you ready to go back down to earth?”

            Sam looked around for a few more seconds.  She knew this would not be their last trip among the stars.  She felt exhaustion setting in from their ridiculously high flight, from their body shattering orgasms, from the stress of the last few days of holding in her secret.  She could see the first brilliant rays of the sun peaking over the edge of the earth.  They’d spent the entire night among the stars.  She nodded and Travis took her in his arms so that she wouldn’t have to fly.  She rested her head on his shoulder and enjoyed the trip back to earth.

            Travis didn’t let her go until he laid her in the big bed of the beach house on the cool white sheets.  It was still dark, still a couple of hours before the sun hit this part of the earth.  Travis transformed back into his human body, hiding his wings, but Sam either didn’t care or was too tired to hide hers.  She was lying on her stomach, the sheet covering her butt and legs.  She looked sleepy, but she was awake.  She held a small smile that seemed permanent.  Travis couldn’t help but touch her.  She was too beautiful to leave alone.  He ran his fingers through her hair, watched her shiver with pleasure.  And then he ran his hands along her wings, touching every single one of the hundreds of feathers that were there.

            His fingers felt amazing and soothing.  Sam was so content and happy in this huge, soft bed, Travis so close, his fingers exploring all the peaks and valleys of her body.  She felt like she was on a cloud.  She smiled to herself knowing how that was actually possible.  Her heart was light, free of worry.  This was a moment of perfection and she tried to burn every little detail into her mind so that it would last forever.

Travis wanted nothing more but to stay with Sam right here for the rest of their strange, new lives, however long that might be.  When they’d been human, he’d wanted to marry her, but he hadn’t felt ready.  It made him sad thinking about how he’d made her wait and how it had never happened.  He asked her the only thing more he wanted in the world.  “Sam…will you marry me?”

            Sam was surprised.  It was the last thing she would have imagined him asking.  They’d always discussed marriage, but now?  He was a vampire, she an angel!  But when she looked at him, she could see he was serious.  “Of course I will.  But how?  The world thinks you’re dead.”

            Travis smirked.  “Technically I am.  But I found an old priest in Romania when I was roaming the mountains.  I watched him for a few hours, waiting for the opportune moment to kill him.”  He watched a horrified look cross Sam’s face.  “But I didn’t kill him,” he added quickly.  “He intrigued me too much.  I found he studied myths and legends throughout history, like vampires and other creatures of that sort.  I wouldn’t call him a friend because he was completely terrified of me as he should have been, but he was drawn to me like I was to him.  He wanted to study me and I sometimes went back to see what he was working on.  He taught me different things about my kind.  He was very helpful.  He would be blown away by our story, probably want to study us.  But I bet he’d marry us if we asked him to.”

            Sam felt her heart leaping for joy in her chest.  To be tied to Travis in this way, in the holiest of ceremonies, with the most sacred vow, it meant more to her than anything.  She’d been waiting so long for him to be ready.  It had taken separation, death and resurrection to finally bring him here.  “All I have ever wanted was you Travis.”

            Travis pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently.  “I’m sorry it took so long.  But I have realized that what we have is the ultimate gift.  And I never want to lose that.  No matter what happens, where we go, what we do, I want to be able to say that under god and over hell there is me and you.  I want to be yours.  And I want you to be mine forever.”

            Sam sighed in his arms.  She looked into his beautiful blue eyes that reflected the beautiful fiery sunrise outside the window.  “I was always yours, Travis.  All you had to do was ask.”

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          He stood at the giant windows in the airport where he could see her plane slowly taxiing towards the run way.  Inside his cold, unbeating, vampire heart ached.  This was the way it had to be.  He had to lose her to save her life.  But a piece of him was on the plane ready to take off from this Romanian airport and fly with her back to America.  

             He felt his strange life of the past several months dragging him back down to hell.  He hadn’t asked to be bitten.  He hadn’t asked to be taunted and attacked.  He would have never killed his creators if they had only left him alone.  Then there would be no bounty on his head.  And there would have been less danger for her.  And he wouldn’t have had to send her away.  It wouldn’t have been over between them.  But there was no other way to keep her safe.  She would be tortured or killed or worse if she was found with him now.

           He lifted a pale, cool hand and placed it on the glass.  Only moments before he had held her in his arms for the very last time.  She was soft and warm and the memory tore him up.  She’d been brave telling him she understood.  It was the hardest thing he had ever had to do, to send his beautiful Samantha away.  If Travis survived another week without her he would be surprised.  But he had promised her he would fight.  He promised Sam he would not give up and let Medora, the Russian vampire princess, execute him for killing her three female lovers, his creators.  So he had to be strong.

             He glanced at the boards and didn’t notice anything odd at first.  There were a few delays, a couple of cancelations, normal for an airport.  But he could see flights on the tarmac waiting, several of them.  Traffic jam?  Possibly.  But after another twenty minutes more flights were being delayed and he could see there were no planes taking off.  They were landing, but not leaving.  He looked up at the board again and was disturbed to see all flights were now delayed.  Not good.  He stared at her plane wondering if this had anything to do with him.  Had Medora tracked him down already?  Did she know about Sam?

             He didn’t know if he wanted to stay where he was to watch her plane or go ask someone what was going on.  All flights were now being canceled and there was a buzz in the air from the hundreds of humans that moved around him.

               Travis left the window and headed for the nearest desk.  He cut people off in his urgency.  “What’s going on?”

               The clerk at the desk scowled at him and turned her snotty nose up.  “I was just telling this lovely woman that you so rudely interrupted, there was a volcanic eruption in Turkey this morning and there is so much ash in the air blowing this way, there are no flights leaving the airport for the time being.”

             For the first time since Sam had found him a few days ago, Travis wanted to rip apart and suck the life out of a human.   He clenched his jaw, his hands balled into tight fists and hurried back to the window to check on Sam’s plane.  He took several deep breaths trying to calm himself.  If he let his temper explode and he turned into the monster he already knew he was he would lose control and put Sam’s life in even more danger.  The relief he’d felt minutes ago, knowing she would soon be away from his evil world, had faded.  She was still here.  She was still in jeopardy of being made a target because of him.  She needed him to be alert and in control.

              Sam was scared at first.  She didn’t know what was happening.  Travis was desperate to get her out of the country that had turned him into a vampire and thrust him into a nightmarish world and she wondered if they had been found.  There was a very powerful vampire after him and Travis had assured her that if she stayed with him her life would not end well.  That hadn’t scared her as much as leaving him, losing him a second time.  But she had done it because he needed her to go.

            She breathed easier when the pilot explained about the volcano and ash cloud.  So the airport being shut down was not the work of sinister vampires.  She couldn’t help but smile to herself then.  She knew they were coming.  She knew her life was in great peril and if the vampires found her it would not be pretty.  But she wasn’t scared like she knew she should be.  She was happy.

            He was waiting for her as she walked down the corridor and left the security check point.  She wanted to throw her arms around him and kiss him, but she didn’t.  He looked troubled, worried, even angry.  His voice was low and quiet when he spoke.

            “It’s going to be a while.  They don’t know how long for sure.  Could be a day or two.  Could be a week or more.  Depends on the wind.”  Travis looked at Sam smiling at him.  He was desperate for her to be safe.  “We need to find someplace to hide until we can figure out how to get you home.”

             Sam sighed.  She took his hand, unable to not touch him.  Moments ago her heart had been broken.  She’d lost her Travis, the only one she would ever love, for a second time.  She’d lost him once when he had disappeared while backpacking through Europe a little over year ago.  She’d searched endlessly and finally found him again, now a creature of the night, mysterious and even more beautiful as a vampire.  And she had thought she’d lost him again when his dark world had descended upon them causing him to send her away for her safety.  Was it fate that kept bringing them together?  Fate that would not let them be separated?  Or was it something else?  Sam knew it was more than just coincidence.  There was some sort of power keeping them together.

             The sky was dark when they left the airport.  It was only noon, but the clouds overhead were black and blocked out the sun.  Travis wasn’t sure where to go.  Bucharest, Romania was a big city and the others would have to search hard to find them.  But nowhere felt safe.  They ended up in the heart of the city where the most people were.  It would be difficult for vampires to concentrate with all the beating hearts and the human scent would mask Travis’.  They checked into a beautiful, giant hotel with over a hundred rooms full of people and their pumping blood.

            “If we are really that easy to find then why were you sending me away by myself?”  Sam was annoyed as Travis paced the room like a caged animal.

            Travis shook his head.  “They wouldn’t have found you across the ocean on the other side of the world.  And it will be difficult to find us here if they are even following us.”  He stopped pacing to look at her with worried eyes.  “I just want you to be safe.  I could live knowing you were in California alive and happy.  But if something happens to you here because of me…”  He couldn’t finish the horrible thought.

            Sam set the TV remote down and crossed the room to him.  She sighed into his strong embrace, still amazed by how his cool body soothed her.  “I’m safe if I’m with you.”

            Her confidence in him was touching.  He would fight.  He would die to keep her safe.  But he was one vampire against Medora and her many followers.  His chances were slim if it came down to a battle.   Sam’s best chance was to forget him and go back home.  But as that wasn’t happening Travis would have to think up a new plan.

            “I’m hungry.  Can we go out for dinner tonight?  I know you probably don’t want to, but I’m sick of eating in hotel rooms.”  Sam looked at his face, her arms still around him.  She could see he wasn’t fond of the idea.  “You just said they probably won’t find us… if they are even looking for us.”

            Travis had a hard time telling her no.  She was looking at him hopefully, her green eyes bright.

            “Take me out like this is a real date.  If they’re going to find us, they’re going to find us.  Can’t we have some fun first?  Can’t we enjoy our last moments together?”

            Aw, fuck!  She got him.  He gave in.  “Okay.”

            “Awesome!”  Sam let him go and started making plans.  She searched the local restaurants and found one that looked especially romantic.  She called and made reservations.

            It had rained all day but the clouds had rolled away and the late evening sun was hot making the streets and puddles steam.  The restaurant was only a few blocks away so they walked to dinner, Sam’s warm hand in Travis’ cool one.  They’d gone down to the stores in the hotel to buy some nice clothes, only having hiking clothes with them.  He felt ridiculous with an army of vampires looking for him, going out to dinner with his girlfriend in a tuxedo.  But he was willing to do anything to make her happy.  And he definitely was not complaining.  As crazy as the whole idea of their date was, he felt proud to be with the bright, beautiful girl next to him.  She was a knockout in her cute, ruffley, white sleeveless top that revealed wonderful amounts of her skin and the short black skirt that made her legs go on for miles.  She had half of her wavy, golden locks pulled back so that it was out of her face.  Her green eyes danced and her red lips looked absolutely kissable.  In fact Travis was having a hard time leaving her lips alone.  He’d nearly barred them in their room and told her they were eating in, food the furthest thing from his mind.  Sam had smirked.  She knew what she was doing to him, how she affected him.  She promised he could have her for dessert.

            Sam felt her spirits soaring.  She forced their precarious situation, all the uncertainties and stress from her mind.  She couldn’t help but glance at Travis every few seconds as they walked down the street, past the little shops and apartment buildings.  She was lucky she didn’t trip over her three inch strappy sandals as her mouth watered looking at how handsome he was.  He wore his tux like it had been made for him, the pants and jacket black.  She had worried it would make him look that much more pale but the white shirt and vest balanced it nicely and the black neck tie made him look dapper.  She’d smiled when he told her he had an errand to run and had come back with his dark hair trimmed short and spiked with gel.  The women of Bucharest would surely notice this breathtaking vampire looking and smelling so good.  He had her mouth as well as other parts of her, watering for him.

            They were seated in a quiet, dark corner of the restaurant.  People stared at them.  They were truly stunning.  Travis ignored them, Sam just smirked.  They looked at their menus, Sam casting molten hot glances at Travis over the top of hers.

            Travis couldn’t help but laugh.  This was all too crazy to be real.   His world had consisted of an unsatisfiable, burning thirst, of screams and blood and murder.  There had been constant danger and death.  They were still in danger.  These things could and probably would still surround them and over take them.  But here he was, Sam so sexy and flirting, promising to use her body to make him feel human, to make him feel good.  It was foolish and stupid and wonderful.

            Sam narrowed her eyes playfully at Travis.  “Are you laughing at me, Dracula?”

            That made him laugh even louder.  She was too much.  She’d accomplished her goal.  She’d dragged his mood out of the murky depths where it had been circling.  “You are the most amazing creature.”

            She lifted an eyebrow at him.

            “There’s no way you’re completely human.  You are my savior.  You have to be part angel.”

            Sam rolled her eyes, but she was smiling still.  “Why do you even have a menu?”

            Travis shrugged.  “I tried coffee this morning when I went and got yours.  It wasn’t the most satisfying thing I’ve tasted recently…”  His grin widened.  “But it wasn’t bad.  I thought I might try a rare steak.  If I can eat food…maybe I won’t need so much of my normal diet.”

            Sam nodded.  She was really hoping that he could get away with normal food.  But she wasn’t counting on it.  When their food came several minutes later she watched him intently to see what would happen.

            Travis chewed the bloody steak for a few seconds.  He could see Sam’s hopeful eyes on him.  It wasn’t horrible.  But it wasn’t going to keep him at his peak.  To stay strong and to be able to fight he still needed blood.

            Sam knew right away.  But it is what she had been expecting.  “It was worth a shot.”

            Travis was blown away by her understanding and her smile.  He felt the ache in his chest again.  She was way too good for him.  She deserved so much better.

            It was dark out as they headed back to the hotel.  Travis was watching the shadows, listening intently, trying to pick up any scent of a vampire.  But there was nothing.

            Sam hopped over puddles and held Travis’ hand.  For a couple hours she had been able to forget the danger.  She felt it trickling back into the corners of her brain, but she wanted so much to hold it at bay.  She glanced at Travis, so beautifully handsome in his tux.  He walked beside her looking peaceful, thoughtful.  She felt her insides tug and the need for him surfaced like a hungry shark.  As they passed an alley Sam suddenly turned and yanked him into the shadows.

            Travis was instantly alert.  For a moment he’d allowed himself to imagine that he wasn’t a vampire and Sam was going to be with him forever, that this had been a real date and they were on vacation or maybe even their honeymoon.  But suddenly she was pulling on his hand, hurrying into the dark alley, and her heart was racing.  He followed her thinking there must be danger she was running from, but he wasn’t picking up on anything.  He was confused and worried.  And suddenly she stopped.  He crashed into her almost knocking her over as she turned to him.  She wore a ravenous, wolfish grin on her face and she grabbed his black tie and pulled him towards her.  Her lips were desperate and hard when she kissed him.  He felt her tongue against his teeth and she pressed her body into his.  “Sam!”  He gripped her shoulders and gently pushed her back trying to catch his breath.  His body was already in full ignition but this was not the place!  Was she completely insane?

            Sam tried to keep her voice steady.  Her blood was fire in her veins and her insides screamed to be with him.  “I need you.”  For a few brief hours this morning she had lost him again.  It wreaked havoc on her emotions.  She had to be near him, had to connect with him.

            Travis felt his skin prickle.  He could feel the heat of her body.  “Let’s go back to the hotel.”

            Sam’s boiling hormones would have none of that.  She decided to push him.  She wanted to see how far she could get him to go.  “Vampire!”  Her voice was accusing.

            “What?”  Travis didn’t know what to say.

            “Show me!”  Her voice was demanding.  “You’re a vampire!  You crave blood and sex!  I want to be ravaged.  I want you to make me feel the fear of finding myself in a dark alley with a vampire.”  Sam felt like she was out of control.  She knew she was already dripping wet for him.  She wanted him to act as wild as she felt.  She wanted to see him lose control.  She wanted to fuck a vampire like her life depended on it, like his satisfaction for her body would quench his thirst for her blood.  She pushed his arms out of her way and leaned in close to his ear, making sure she pressed her hips into his where she could feel his rock, hard dick.  She licked his ear, her words a whisper.  “Fuck me like you want to take my life!”

            He was pretty sure she’d lost her mind.  He had no idea what had brought this on.  But her body was calling to him.  He could see and feel and hear how much she wanted him.  Her words brought him to the edge.  He looked at her for just a second, measuring the fire in her eyes.  And then he let himself go.  He grabbed her arm roughly and pushed her backwards a few steps until her back met the brick wall of the building to their left.  “A dark alley in a foreign city is not a safe place.”

            Sam felt a thrill zing through her body.  He was going to play along!  “Why?” she asked breathlessly.

            Travis’ grin was dark.  “It’s where monsters roam.”

            Sam grinned back at him, the brick wall pressing awkwardly into her back, his cool fingers gripping her arm painfully.  She watched him look towards the end of the alley and when he looked back at her she lost her breath.  His eyes were black, like the first time she had seen him, scary.  And his crazed grin matched his eyes.  She was helpless against his supernatural strength as he lifted both her hands over her head and held her there.  He gripped her wrists with one hand and he began to explore her body through the thin fabric of her blouse and with the other.  Sam felt her heart speeding as his mouth found hers, his free hand squeezing one breast and then the other.  She closed her eyes.  She couldn’t believe this was happening.  She’d wanted this so much!  She’d fantasized about it as she ran down the alley.  But she never thought he would give in.  Her eyes flew open again as his hand moved up her skirt and pushed her panties out of the way.  A cry escaped her lips when his fingers slid inside her and she gasped for air.

            She’d asked for it.  He was going to give it to her.  He pressed her hands into the wall overhead and spread her legs so he could touch her.  She’d wanted the ravenous vampire.  He gave in and let himself be wild for her.

            Travis felt his own need burning but he ignored it.  She was so wet her panties were soaked and his fingers slid into her easily.  He watched her eyes widen with pleasure and her breaths came in quick gasps.  He felt her trying to pull her arms down but he held her tight.  He watched a flash of anger on her face, then watched it fade as his fingers massaged her hard clitoris.  She started to moan then.  She was trying to be quiet but it echoed through the alley.  She pulled harder to release her arms and she started to squirm.  When he didn’t give in she closed her eyes, seemingly resolved that she was stuck.  Her moans were growing louder as he circled her erogenous zone rubbing harder, faster, wanting to break her.  His own breath was shallow and quick, the throbbing between his legs almost more than he could take.  “Do you want me to finish it?”

            Sam felt Travis’ cool breath on her neck.  He kissed her throat and she felt his teeth scrape her skin.  It thrilled her and she shook, the fire between her legs where he touched her stealing the air from her lungs.  “Yes,” she whimpered.

            He found her mouth and slowed his fingers.  She whimpered louder in protest.  “Vampires aren’t nice,” he said between kisses.  “They do things for themselves, not others.  They’re very selfish creatures.”

            “Is that why you’re torturing me?”  Sam thought she must be dripping all over the street.  She moaned again when he pressed his body into her side, his hard cock making her squirm.  She wanted him inside her so bad she could taste it.  She felt his cool fingers slide into her again and he stroked her insides like he was playing an instrument.  She listened to him laugh darkly under his breath.  He was enjoying this entirely too much.

            “Aren’t you going to beg for mercy?”  Travis was amused as well as turned on.  He loved the way her body trembled against him.  Her skin was hot and sticky and he couldn’t get enough of it.  He loved playing with her, the way he controlled her breath, her heart beat, her wonderful moans.  He laughed again at her answer.

            “Fuck you!”  She couldn’t help grinning.

            “We’re coming to that part.”  Travis rubbed her silky, wet heat faster now.  He leaned back slightly to watch her.  She’d closed her eyes again.  “Tell me what you want.”

            Sam’s blood was nothing but a stream of fiery lava.  The flames were hot, licking the edges of her world.  She felt the eruption building.  Her entire body shook; her hands still pinned over her head.  It was so erotic!  She whimpered and moaned unable to control the noises coming from her mouth.  He was stroking her so perfectly.  “Oh god, Travis!  Baby, make me come!”  Her muscles tightened as his wonderful fingers played with her.  His cool lips were on hers again; his dick was hard in his pants against her hip.  She was barely aware of her voice vibrating against his mouth.

            Travis made her wait as long as he could.  But he needed her to come just as bad as she wanted to.  He slid his fingers over her clit again and circled and stroked her there.  Her body was shaking, her face tight and concentrated.  She was barely breathing and her beautiful heart was flying towards the edge with blinding speed.  When she broke he listened to the echo of her cry, loud in the alley, bouncing off the brick walls.  It was dangerous and stupid and awesome!  He felt the vibrations of her voice all the way in his dick and she was still riding her high when he let her go to unzip his pants.  He had every intention of penetrating her beautiful body then, but she pushed him away and lowered herself in front of him.

            He’d always been beautiful.  When he’d been the tanned, toned, happy go lucky, laid back California boy she had admired him like he’d admired her.  But he was even more beautiful as a vampire.  Even his vampire cock seemed more mouth wateringly gorgeous to her.  He was big in length and in thickness and she devoured him with her eyes as she let her fingers slide over his cool, hard erection.  She could feel every vein, feel him pulsing in her hand.  She wanted to taste him.  She kissed the head, circled her tongue around it.  She slid her tongue down the shaft and lightly sucked one ball and then the other.  She was slow and meticulous.  She felt a shudder of pleasure zip through his body when she lifted his balls to lick underneath them, one hand slowing stroking his big beautiful dick.  She moaned so that he could feel the vibration of her voice and she listened to him draw in a quick breath.  She licked up his balls and back up his shaft to the very tip of his dick.  She kissed it and then opened her mouth.

            Travis couldn’t help but watch the picture of perfection as Sam tortured him with pleasure.  Her mouth and hands felt so good on him.  She knew exactly how to get him.  That hadn’t changed at all.  He watched his hard cock disappear into her beautiful mouth, in and out, her hands gently tugging his balls.  He felt the tightening already, but he refused to let go yet.  He grit his teeth and leaned his head back when she swallowed him deep into her throat.  He held his breath as she moved her head back and forth quickly, fucking him with her throat before she pulled back to catch her breath.  And that was it.  He took her wrist and pulled her up.  He unbuttoned the bottom couple of buttons on his shirt to push it and his tux jacket out of the way.  He then backed her up against the wall again.  He kissed her hard and pulled her heaving breasts from her low cut blouse.  He lowered his head to suck her hard nipples, licking and flicking them with his tongue.  He listened to her gasping for air, the blood rushing through her veins as her heart raced.  He reached down and pushed her short skirt up over her hips and then he lifted her legs.

            Again Sam couldn’t believe Travis was actually fucking her in an alley, but she was oh so happy.  When he lifted her legs she wondered how on earth he could support her, but she mentally kicked herself.  Vampire strength!  She felt the electricity shooting through her veins the instant he penetrated her.  She felt like her eyes were going to roll back in her head.  She wrapped her legs around his waist, his hands under her butt as he started to drive into her.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.  She wanted to climb the walls of the alley he felt so good.  His rhythm was wonderfully exhilarating and she kissed his mouth feeling the connection to him she’d been craving.  Before she knew it she was moaning again, his thick, thrusting cock bringing her back to the edge.  Her fingers were entangled in his short hair, her lips still kissing his.  She pressed her breasts into his chest unable to get close enough.  “Vampire or not, I love you just the same.”  Her words came in between kisses and breaths.  Her emotions were spilling over.

            Travis was nearing the peak.  Her amazing hot body was coaxing him towards ecstasy.  The soft, wet heat that surrounded him blew his mind and was about to blow his dick.  But he had to answer her first, pounding into her body with a satisfying tempo.  “Angel, you are the one good thing about me.  You are the only reason I am not like the rest of them.”  And it was truth.  He had to drink blood to stay alive, but he would find a way to do it without murdering humans.  He didn’t crave it like a normal vampire.  Travis only craved to be with Sam.  He thrust into her harder now, faster, needing her sweet body to give him release.  God he loved her!  He felt the ache in his chest.  He watched her eyes then and felt her body stiffening again.  When he came it was with such force that he closed his eyes, his fingers pressing into the flesh of her butt, hard.  He was surprised to hear her desperate voice.

            “Travis, look at me.”  She needed to see his eyes, needed to connect with the deepest part of him.

            Travis opened his eyes and watched her shatter for him again.  Her spasming body made his own orgasm last longer and he groaned against her mouth.  He could feel her finger nails digging into the back of his neck and somehow the pain felt good.  He listened to her moans fade, her shaking body, loosen.  He stood with her body pressed between himself and the wall for a few minutes to catch his breath.  She didn’t move but to pull his mouth to hers in a slow satisfied kiss.  He listened to her heart as it began to beat normal again.  He was glad he’d given in.  He wouldn’t do it again, leave them out in the open and vulnerable like this, but he could not regret what had just happened.  That is until he saw and heard movement from the far end of the alley, opposite from where they had entered.

            Travis set Sam down very slowly.  He pulled her skirt down while she pulled her blouse up.  He could tell she hadn’t noticed the creeping figure yet.  He didn’t want to alarm her so he said nothing as he zipped his pants and cautiously turned to face the intruder.

            Sam was oblivious at first but when Travis turned away from her she followed his gaze and saw a shadowed figure moving towards them.  Fear struck her square between the eyes and she found herself gripping Travis’ arm.  Was this it?  Had she killed them by seducing him and being so reckless?  She was surprised when the tension in Travis seemed to lessen.  He looked at her with reassuring eyes.  She heard his low voice then.

            “He’s human.”

            Sam breathed easier until she saw a gun.  If she hadn’t been standing next to a vampire she probably would have screamed and ran for her life.

            The man was dirty and smelled of alcohol and body odor.  The gun was unsteady in his hand.  When he spoke it was in English, but his Romanian accent thick, his voice was scratchy from too many cigarettes.  “Rich bitch and basterd gettin’ a little frisky tonight?”  He laughed a little crazy.  His glassy eyes widened with pleasure as he looked up and down Sam.  He glanced at Travis.  “She’s hot!  Good for you!”  He reached down and grabbed himself, looking back at Sam.  “My turn.”

            Travis moved between Sam and the gun wielding bum.  “I would suggest you turn around and forget you saw us.”  He looked at the man with fierce, narrowed, black eyes.

            Sam no longer feared for her life or for Travis.  She was suddenly anxious over what Travis would do to this man.  He was the first real and close threat they had faced.  This man did not know that he was threatening a vampire in a dark alley.  She watched the man point the gun at Travis.

            “I don’t think you should be ordering me around.”  The man looked frustrated when Travis was unfazed by the gun.  So he aimed at Sam.

            Sam didn’t even see Travis move.  He was next to her and suddenly he was the fifteen feet away in front of the bum.

            “Hey!”  The man shouted.  He jumped when Travis was suddenly in his face.  He was so startled there was an earsplitting bang and the smell of gun powder filled the alley.

            Travis grabbed the bum by the throat and knocked the smoking gun from his hand.  He was ready to shred this man to ribbons.  Travis was shaking.  His anger was getting the better of him and he growled menacingly.

            “Travis…”  Sam’s voice was unsteady, scared.  Would he really murder this man in front of her?

Travis heard her heart beating erratically again.  He concentrated trying not to lose control completely.  He would terrify Sam if he did.  He thought of her, how good she was, how she gave him strength.  His words came from between clenched teeth as he stared at the bum.  “If I see your face again, I will finish you.  If I were you, I wouldn’t creep around dark alleys anymore.”

            The man felt Travis’ cold hand.  He could see the sharp teeth and the black eyes.  He was completely petrified.  He peed his pants.  He knew what Travis was.  When Travis released him he stumbled backwards falling more than once.  He couldn’t get away fast enough.

            Travis flinched then.  He felt the burn in his chest where the bullet hit just below his shoulder.  “Mother….”  He swore under his breath and shook his arm, the heat spreading painfully.  He looked down to see his body leaking precious blood.

            “Travis?”  Sam hurried to him when she watched his face wince in pain.  She gasped when she saw blood on his white shirt as he pulled his arm out of the tuxedo jacket sleeve.  “Oh my god!”  Her heart leapt to her throat.

            Travis listened to her anxious heart.  He smiled through the pain.  She was so beautiful, worrying about him.  “It’s okay,” he assured her.

            “No!  Look at all that blood!  He shot you!”  For a second she forgot he was a vampire.

            The blood loss did worry him a little.  He would have to find a way to replace it quicker than he’d wanted to.  But he was in no danger.  “It’s fine, Sam.”  He pulled the bloody white shirt off his shoulder and moved where the moon could shine on him so she could see better.  “Watch.”

            Sam followed him so that the moonlight spotlighted him.  She glanced between his eyes and his chest anxiously.  After a few seconds she could see the blood stop flowing.  A minute later a bullet popped out of the wound.  She then watched his body heal itself.  Within a few minutes there was nothing left of the bullet hole than a small scar and the blood on his shirt.

            “See.”  His voice was calm and soothing.  “Good as new.”

            Sam’s mouth hung slightly open.

            “We heal quickly.”  He explained to her.  “And we can regenerate.”

            “Regenerate?”  Sam blinked.  She felt weak.  From ecstasy to fear to relief…it was wearing her out.

            “Like limbs and organs and stuff like that.  As long as there is a piece of whatever has been cut off or ripped off or…”

            “I get it.”  Sam shivered not wanting to think about it.

            “That’s what makes us so hard to kill.”  He looked at her strained face and felt sad.  She looked tired and he could see her thinking about what he said.  It made him feel like the freak he was.  But then she smiled weakly at him and touched the small scar on his chest.  His dead heart would have skipped a beat as she softly kissed his skin where the bullet had pierced him.

            “I’m just glad you’re okay.”  Sam put her arms around him and rested her face on his cool chest.  It was good to know that he was so durable.

            “I’m okay,” he said again.  “Can we get out of here now?”

            Sam nodded.  “Yes, please.”

            Travis felt relief when they finally made it back to the hotel room.  But at the same time he was inwardly anxious.  He could feel his strength fading again, the gun shot making him lose the precious blood that sustained his body.  He waited until Sam was settled in bed and watching TV, her eyes droopy with sleep, to say anything.  He thought if she was tired enough she would just sleep until he got back.

            “Sam, I have to leave for a few hours.”  He felt frustration when her eyes opened wide awake and she sat up.

            “Where are you going?”  Sam felt restless thinking about the night without him.

            “The gun shot made me lose some blood and I need to replenish it.  I need to be at full strength.”  He tried to keep his voice calm and soothing, but his insides were screaming.   He did not want to leave her here alone.  He hated it!  He was almost ready to chance his weakened state to stay but if they came, as small of a chance as he had to live and keep her alive, he had to try.  And that meant being at full strength.  “There’s a small city fifty miles south of Bucharest that has a hospital.  I can get into their lab and raid their blood storage.  It’s far enough away so I won’t draw attention to us here and it’s south away from the mountains so the others won’t be able to find my scent easily.”

            Sam bit her lip not wanting to argue.  She knew he had to go or he would never leave her right now.  She smiled bravely at him.  “I’ll be waiting.”

            “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”  Travis leaned in to kiss her and then hurried out the door.

            Sam lay back down and tried to watch TV.  But as soon as he was gone she felt the air in the room change.  It was dark with only the blue light from the screen dancing across the walls.  And as nice as the hotel was, it felt very lonely.  It reminded her that for over a year now she had spent every night alone, up until the last few.  And her heart ached thinking of how easily this could all be a dream.  She could wake up at any moment and she had never found him, never been a part of this dark world, never felt his touch again.  She would wake up alone in bed in the apartment they had shared together not far from the beautiful Pacific ocean.  She would smell the salty air, hear the constant waves, feel warm breezes and sunshine and still be sad.  None of it meant anything without him.  She was afraid to fall asleep.  She was afraid to lose him again.

            Travis tried to be as quick as he could.  But even though he was heading south he was being cautious.  His fellow vampire and only friend, Elaina, had warned him about traveling at night.  She was the only other decent vampire he’d met.  She was a daughter in the royal family of vampires, the Lazarev’s, Medora’s sister.  But she had rejected her family and hated what she was.  She only drank when she had to.  She was weak in body because of this, but her mind was strong.  He knew he had to be careful.

            It took him longer than he wanted and he was anxious when he got back to Bucharest.  He’d crossed a couple of vampire paths on the outskirts of the city.  He didn’t recognize their scents but this did not calm him any.  He made up his mind that today he was getting Sam out of this god forsaken country no matter what.  He couldn’t wait for an ash cloud to clear up.  That might take days.  If he had to swim her across the ocean himself he would do it.

            The sky was turning a dull gray and he was crossing the street back to the hotel when he stopped suddenly.  The air was cold around him.  But it was eighty five degrees already this morning.  He sniffed.  He didn’t smell the coffee shops or the bakeries up and down the street.  He smelled vampire!  He smelled blood!  Sam!  In a flash he was at their door.  He was listening for her heart.  Where was it?  Why couldn’t he hear it?  He crashed into their room afraid of what he might see and smell.  But it was empty.  There was no Sam, no Medora, no vampire, but at least there was no blood.  He was still frantic.  Her clothes were gone and a sheet had been ripped from the bed, but her passport, their money and backpack were still there.  He grabbed them and turned to the trail.  She had to be close.  The vampire scent was fresh.  But why couldn’t he hear her heart?

            They’d come on foot.  He could tell that as the trail led through narrow streets and alleys where a car would not fit.  He picked up six different scents, one belonging to Vince, a vampire who’s path they had crossed two days ago while coming to the city.  He vaguely recognized the others, though he didn’t know names but he knew none of them were Medora.  He still had a chance.  He could still get to her before it was too late.

            His speed was so fast that to the humans he was just a breeze as he passed.  But he still couldn’t pick up on her heart beating.  They were still too far away.  Or she really was already dead.  But he couldn’t think that.  The pain would cripple him and if she was alive she needed him to be at his strongest and most alert.  He was on the outskirts of Bucharest when he heard the speeding flutter of her heart in the distance.  They were still several miles ahead of him but he was slowly gaining.  Within minutes he entered the woods and was tracking them towards the mountains.  They were heading toward the cave.  He tried not to think of Sam there with all those ravenous vampires surrounding her.  “I’m coming angel,” he whispered.  “Just hold on Sam.”

            She had been so surprised and completely terrified, Sam thought her heart might stop.  She’d heard the knock at the door and thought Travis had forgotten his key.  Opening the door she instantly recognized the men before her as vampires, with their completely black, evil eyes.  The air was freezing cold around them and they’d even gnashed their razor sharp teeth at her.  She didn’t scream.  It would do no good.  She looked for a way to get out but they surrounded her.  One of them ripped the sheet off the bed and she knew it was now or never.  She bolted for the door but the sheet came down over her head and her feet were pulled out from under her.  There was an eerie silence that fell and she could tell she was moving, but there was no sound of running or jostling.  She heard people suddenly around her but it was like she was in a car with the wind whooshing around her, sound gone before she knew what it was.  She was trying not to panic.  She started to struggle.  She wanted to see, to know where they were and what was happening.  But they held her tight and growled at her menacingly.  She willed herself not to cry.  She refused to think about where and who they were taking her to.  It was her own fault.  If only she had listened to him and gotten on a plane sooner.  She’d begged him for one more night and he’d let her stay.  If she had done what Travis had wanted she would have beaten the ash cloud.  But it had been worth it.  Every moment with Travis would be worth the terror or pain she would have to suffer.  And she knew he would find her.  He would come for her like she had come for him.  He would save her.  He had to.  It couldn’t end like this, could it?

            Travis wanted to catch them before they got to the vampire cave hidden in the Transylvanian mountains but they were too fast and they knew the woods better than he did.  It was nightfall again when he got to the cave, but his eyes saw perfectly.  He was stealthy and quiet.  There were two vampires guarding the entrance and he was sure there would be even more inside waiting for him.  His instincts from his days in the marines kicked in.  He’d been in special forces and he knew he had the advantage.  Their brains would be angry and chaotic, consumed with thoughts of the human within their cave.  But his mind was perfectly clear.  He crept closer, crouched, sprang and without a sound had them in pieces, dead.

            He was very careful, trying to move quickly but watching for the others that he knew were waiting for him.  Medora was smart, but not smart enough.  She had underestimated him.  He moved through the cave towards the palace, picking off the vampires he found with little effort.  They were not trained in any way and were distracted by Sam’s blood like he knew they would be.  He took out at least twenty of them before he made it to the court yard.  That left forty, maybe forty five ravenous vampires still inside, including Medora and her few servants that had come with her.  At least, Travis thought, one of them was Elaina; one of them was on his side.

            He was surprised to see a large fire in the center of the room when he crept into the shadows.  Vampires did not like fire.  It was the only way a human could kill them.  Burn them.  It was a torturous death to go from ice to burning.  Glancing around at the others that were focused on Sam and oblivious to him he was realizing the fire was probably for him.  Medora was going to make Sam watch him burn.  He quietly circled the room listening to the snarls and teeth gnashing together.  They were in a controlled frenzy over Sam’s blood.  Travis was almost thankful.  They were not paying him any attention.  It did cross his mind however, the dangerous game Medora was playing.  Bringing Sam here, her heart pumping fresh blood through her veins, at any second the other vampires could snap and Medora could lose control of the situation.

            He stopped when he saw through the crowd of vampires to where Medora stood.  She was not in her beautiful human form.  She was in her terrifying demon form.  Travis hadn’t used his demon form since his last kill.  He didn’t want to ever use it again.  He was at his worst then.  It made him feel like the monster he was.  He then saw Sam.  She was on the ground.  He heard her heart racing.  But she wore a stubborn look of determination, showing little fear.

            Sam was shocked when she saw Medora.  She’d been imagining a beautiful scary looking woman.  What she saw was a devil in the flesh.  She was naked, her skin white, almost transparent, with visible blue veins beneath the surface.  Her hands were curled into large claws, her eyes black as night and shining in the firelight, her teeth sharp and huge.  Her hair was red and wild, flowing around her like flames.  And she had huge black wings that reached far above her head in height, folded against her back.  Sam was completely and utterly terrified but she refused to show it.

            “So,” Medora hissed in a voice that sounded like shards of glass breaking.  “Look at you, a weak little girl.”

            “Look at you!  A big ugly bat!”  Sam shot back.

            Travis almost gave himself away as he caught his laugh in his throat.

            “You should not taunt me, human.  I will be your master.  I can treat you well…or I can make you beg for death.”

            “I would rather die than be a slave to you.”  Sam couldn’t believe how brave she felt.  But as scared as she was, she found courage flooding into her.  She tried to look around the room without Medora seeing it.  She somehow just knew that Travis was near.  The air in her lungs had suddenly changed, like energy from him was flowing to her.

            “That can be arranged,” Medora promised.  “But I will have my fun first.”  She froze suddenly.

            Travis knew Medora sensed him when he watched her freeze.  Her ugly black eyes flicked to his direction and he stepped out of the shadows.  He saw a flash of green from the corner of his eye, movement from more than one body.  Elaina.  And others.

            “I suggest you come to me.”  Medora spoke to Travis now.  “You are immensely outnumbered.  Behave unless you want bad things to happen to your girlfriend.”

            Travis looked to where he’d seen Elaina but she wasn’t there, his fellow vampires clearing a path for him.  He moved cautiously, growls and hisses coming from the group.  He wondered what she had told them.  She would not have risked talking about the prophecy.  A prophecy that Elaina thought Travis and Sam could somehow fulfill, ending the terrible reign of her family.  “She has nothing to do with this.”  Travis’ voice was calm and steady.  He looked at Sam, catching her eyes.  He didn’t want her to panic so he needed to stay in control.  Inside he was raging.  He was ready to lunge at Medora and shred her.  But he had to make sure Sam was safe first.  He needed to stay focused on her.  Any of the vampires could snap and take her life in a heartbeat.  Her blood was making them all crazy.  “Let her go and deal with me.”

            “You want me to let her go?”  Medora’s laugh was like nails on a chalk board.  “You want me to set her free in a mountain full of vampires?”

            “You know what I mean.”  As he moved closer he felt his strength and courage building.  It was like Sam was feeding him what he needed.  Just being close to her made him faster, better, stronger.

            “I don’t think so.”  Medora’s laugh stopped abruptly.  “You killed Pearl, Rowena and Tegan.  And for that I will make you suffer.”  Her speed was blinding as one second Sam was a few feet away from her on the ground and suddenly she was in Medora’s grasp.

            Sam felt herself yanked to her feet, the vampiress’ strong hand wrapped tightly around the back of her neck.  She smelled rotten eggs and sulphur, and it burned her nose.  She coughed and tried to pull away but she felt the demons hands dig into her skin until she stopped moving.  Medora was ice cold and her skin was burning Sam’s neck.

            Travis balled his hands into fists and growled.  He gave Medora a death stare and he felt himself losing his cool.  He did not want to scare Sam.  He was afraid if she saw his demon side, she would never look at him the same again.  But if it somehow helped save her life he would do it.  He didn’t know if he could subdue his anger for much longer anyways.

            “Stop right there,” Medora ordered.  She watched him stop.  “Very good.”  Her black shining eyes turned to Sam.  With a long black tongue she licked the side of Sam’s face.

            Sam grit her teeth.  The sulphur smell almost knocked her out and Medora’s freezing wet tongue took a layer of skin off Sam’s cheek.  A cry got stuck in her throat but she looked at Travis, his body shaking with rage, her eyes begging him to stay calm.  She didn’t want him to die.  It broke her heart that this was probably what was going to happen.

            Travis watched Medora cackle.  She glared at him, daring him to try anything.  He could see the mark on Sam’s cheek, the only thing that saved her right now was the fact that Medora’s tongue was so cold it had frozen the blood.  The other’s couldn’t smell it over Medora’s brimstone and ice.

            Medora’s teeth were suddenly at her throat and Sam’s heart stopped.  She held her breath truly terrified and frozen.  She felt a frightened tear escape her eye and she was angry with herself for it.  She felt the sharp pricks of razor sharp and jagged teeth slowly pressing into her flesh.  Her eyes searched for Travis frantically.  She just wanted to see him one last time.  There was a flash of movement where Travis stood, but when she looked for him he was gone.  Instead there was a monstrous figure now flapping massive red wings just inches from the ground.

She closed her eyes.  She hoped it would be quick, that the pain wouldn’t last long.  Her heart was beating so fast she thought it was going to explode.  Her limbs were numb and her body was shaking.  She waited.  But nothing happened.  She felt the wind from the red winged creature and she felt a peace fall over her. She opened her eyes again and stared surprised and awe struck.  She saw his eyes.  She recognized his features.  He was not hideous or horrible like Medora.  He was beautiful!  His muscles rippled under his human looking skin.  He looked like he was going to rip Medora apart.  He was fierce and strong and his red wings looked even larger than her black ones.

            For a second Medora seemed stunned.  Travis could see her black eyes scan his demon body.  Her vengeance seemed to waver as her sexual side kicked in.  She threw Sam aside but kept her close.  “How about we make a deal?”  Medora’s eyes were filled with hunger not even blood could satisfy.

            “Terms?”  Travis hovered above the ground, ready to swoop in and steal Sam if he could.  But he saw the flash of green in his peripheral vision again and realized Elaina had made her way to the group of vampires behind Medora.  She looked stronger than normal.  She had readied herself for this and Travis was grateful to have at least one ally.  But he also noticed that among the savage, snarling, wild vampires there were also some that moved towards the inner edge not out of control and crazed by Sam’s beating heart.  But they were all looking in her direction.

            “I want you,” Medora answered.  “You become mine to do with what I please.  You fulfill your purpose, the reason you were created and not killed.”  His creators, Medora’s close friends, female vampire lovers, had created him as a playmate.  But he wanted no part of it.

            Travis thought for a second.  He only wanted Sam to be safe.  “And she goes free?  Unharmed?  None of this coven or yours or anything under your command may hurt her.”

            Medora nodded immediately.

            “Until you draw your last breath, I am yours.”  Travis landed softly on his feet and folded his wings to his back.  He met Elaina’s gaze and he bowed to Medora.

            Sam drew in a shocked breath.  She was going to scream his name!  She was going to just scream!  How could he do that?  How could he say those words?  “Trav…!”  She felt a cool hand cover her mouth and strong hands pulled her back from Medora.  It surprised her and she wanted to scream again, but cool lips were next to her ear.

            “Shhh.”

            Sam turned to see a beautiful red haired vampire pulling her into the crowd of vampires and away from Medora.  Sam could hardly breathe.  Would she be devoured here, away from Travis while he gave himself to that horrible creature?

            Elaina read Sam’s terrified eyes.  “It’s okay.  He is my friend.  And these are my friends.”

            Travis’ friend Elaina!  He had told Sam about her.  Sam looked at the vampires around her and realized they were not crazy, wild.  They were calm and alert, ready to protect her, not harm her.  But she nearly jumped out of her skin when there was a terrifying and angry shriek of rage.

            “Where is she?!”  Medora looked around the coven with satanic eyes.  She then zeroed in on Travis, Sam out of sight.  “You tricked me!”

            Travis shook his head.  “You were never going to honor the deal.”

            She let out a roaring shriek again and spread her giant black wings pushing herself into the air.  She spun around and finally saw Sam.  “Elaina!?”  She screamed in rage.  “You fucking traitor!”

            Sam saw Medora rise into the air, watched as she searched the group.  Sam lost her breath when the demons eyes stared down at her, murder, torture and hatred in her eyes.  She watched as Medora launched her terrifying hideous body at her.  Sam shrank back but she was suddenly pushed to the floor and covered by Elaina’s body.  She felt a heavy thud against them, Elaina screamed in pain and was thrown off Sam.  She thought this was the end yet again, but instead of Medora, Sam saw Travis’ red wings pass over her.  Thunder then shook the mountain as he smashed into the vampiress, flinging her against the cave wall.  There was a shower of rocks and dirt that rained down on them and Sam felt Elaina pull her to her feet.  Elaina’s arm and side looked mangled, but she moved quickly and pulled Sam under the cover of the closest tree, several of the calm vampires following them.  But chaos was breaking out.  The ravenous vampires were coming after them, crazed by the blood flowing through Sam’s veins.  She was scared for her life but she was watching the air above them as Medora pealed herself from the broken wall and turned to Travis, who hovered several feet away.

            Travis searched for Sam panicking when all hell broke loose.  And that is exactly what it was.  Vampires were tearing each other apart trying to find the fresh blood they smelled, the only human heart that beat in this cave of demons.  Some of them fell into the fire, they fell over each other and pulled themselves out running and screaming as they burned to death, touching others, setting them on fire.  The cave was filled with the snarling roar of hell spilling over.  His chest ached that Sam had to see this.  His chest ached knowing that this would probably be the last thing she experienced on this earth.  Only a miracle could save them from this mess.

            Several vampires now changed and took flight.  They weren’t even paying attention to Medora and Travis.  They were just in a frenzy, still tearing each other apart, trying to get out of this hole of death, falling into the fire.

            Sam was practically paralyzed with fear.  This was hell.  It had to be.  There was fire and terrifying demons everywhere.  They lunged at her with gnashing teeth.  They fell from the sky at her, their sharp claws reaching for her.  But Elaina and the others continued to fight them off.  She was so close to her own death, but her eyes could only follow Travis.  He was watching her.  Sam could see Medora launch herself at him.  Sam shrieked pointing.  Her heart stopped as he turned a little too late.  The demon caught his left wing.  She twisted it maliciously and Sam could hear it snap.  She heard him yell in pain, watched as Medora’s sharp claws sank into the flesh of the wing and raked it, tearing it.  Hot tears rolled down Sam’s face as she watched helpless.

            Travis spun his body trying to shake the vampiress from his wing.  Pain shot through his wing, into his back and pulsed through his entire left side.  He felt himself sinking and knew if he fell into the rioting, ripping crowd of vampires below he would never come out again.  He caught sight of Sam’s terrified face, saw the river of tears.  She was not crying for her own life.  She was crying for him.  Amidst the murderous rioting vampire mob all trying to claw their way to her, to sink their teeth into her perfect, warm skin, to rip her apart and drain the very life from her, she was crying for him.  He felt a surge of strength ripple through his body.  He turned towards Medora as she clawed and ripped at his wing.  It was her fault.  Her selfish evil existence had taken everything away from Sam.  Her servants had transformed Sam’s laid back, easy going, tanned and happy go lucky California boy into a monster.  Because they’d changed him Sam had traveled across the world to hell.  Her world had been turned upside down and now her life was inches from ending.  Because of Medora’s self indulgent, guiltless, non remorseful existence.  And for this he would end her.  He pushed down the pain, blocked it from his mind and yanked his wing from her grasp.  With a mighty roar that stopped every vampire in the cave Travis pushed himself up and then swooped down at Medora.  She looked startled and confused.  Travis took advantage of her weakness and wrapped his strong vice like fingers around her throat.  He felt a power not his own coursing through his body and he felt like he could crush her.  She struggled under his grasp, clawing at his hands, her eyes wide with fear.  Travis stared straight into her black, shining, terrified eyes.  “You will not harm anyone anymore.”  He lifted her high into the air and flung her with all his strength straight into the fire.

            A terrifying, painful shriek echoed throughout the cave as Medora began to burn.  She screamed again and again as her skin lit up in flames.  But she was not finished.  She knew she was going to die.  But she was the darkest kind of evil.  She was going to take his love with her.  It took every ounce of strength she had left but she lifted herself from the fire.  She smelled the sweet blood of his precious girl and Medora launched herself straight at her and the group of vampires that stood protecting her.

            Sam was completely terrified.  There was no way for them to survive this!  How could they?  So many against so few.  She watched the horror around her, the vampires ripping each other to shreds.  It was a graphic scene and the sound of shrieking and shredding bodies had her shaking in fear and sick to her stomach.  She felt the crowd of thirsty demons pressing her small group of rescuers inward and she watched the claws tearing at the air, the black eyes evil and crazy staring at her wildly.  They were getting closer.  She couldn’t think about what would happen when they got to her.  She couldn’t think of the pain and horror.  She couldn’t think about leaving Travis behind when he was trying so hard.  Sam closed her eyes and blocked everything out.  If she was going to die she would do it without fear and angst.  She ignored the smell of sulphur and burning flesh, blocked out the shrieks of death.  She concentrated as the vampires jostled around her.  She focused hard on another place and another time.

            She still heard the screams, but she turned them into the laughter and shrieks of children as they ran into the ocean waves.  She could still smell the sulphur, but she turned it into salty sea air.  In her mind she was back in California, the day before Travis had left on his back packing trip through Europe that would change him forever.  It was the strongest memory she had because she had relived it so many times in her head since he’d disappeared.

            They’d spent the day at the beach, lounging in the sun, sipping hard lemonade and chatting.  Travis wanted to talk about his trip.  He was so excited!  But Sam’s heart ached feeling the emptiness that would take up residence in her chest when he left.  As the sun began to set they picked up their things and crossed the road to their apartment.

            “Come for a walk with me.”  Travis was leaning against the door frame of their bedroom.  His skin was beautifully bronzed, his muscles hard from surfing.  His blue eyes were bright and Sam could not resist them.

            They went back down to the beach and walked, the waves circling around their ankles.  They were quiet, hand in hand.  Travis looked like he was thinking about something, debating something.  Sam was just trying not to cry.  How would she get through four months without her beautiful, happy go lucky Travis?

            “I know this is hard, Sam.”  Travis tried to find the words to ease the sadness he saw in her.  “But it’s not like I’m going back to a war zone.  And I will call you every chance I get.  It’s just something I have to do while I’ve got the chance.  You can still come with me, you know.”

            She almost told him yes, she would go, but this was his.  She had no interest.  She would slow him down and probably complain the whole trip.  It was too late to change the yoga lessons she taught and get ready to go away for such a long period of time anyways.  She shook her head and took a deep breath.  “No.  You go have fun.  Just remember to come back home.”  That was her biggest fear.  Over there for four months, would he meet someone else?  Some interesting foreign beauty?  It was so far and so long.

            “I’ll always come back home.”  He pulled her to him and kissed her.

            “I hope so.”  She sighed into him.  She wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to record his lips against hers in her mind, the way he held her, how his hard body felt against her.

            There was something there.  There was something he wanted to say or ask.  She felt it in his kiss.  She almost thought he might finally ask her to marry him.  But he only kissed her.  They’d been together for five years now and she was ready.  She thought he was too.  She wondered if maybe that’s why he wanted to go on this trip.  He wanted one last adventure before settling down.  She was sure that was it.  That was the reason she was so agreeable about this whole thing.  If a four month absence was all he wanted in trade for the rest of his life to be with her, she was willing to give it.

            Sam felt his dick hard against her.  It was dark and they were a few miles from home.  She felt her own insides swirling with desire as his hands slowly moved down her back to her butt.  She felt him squeeze, felt the zing race through her veins.  His lips were growing harder, more insistent.  “Travis, we should go home.”

            “I can’t wait,” he said against her mouth.  “I need to be inside you right now.”

            They were out in the open.  There was no way.  Unless they went into the water.  But that wasn’t very smart either.  It was too dark to see if a shark was nearby and if there were any they would definitely come investigate that sort of thing.  Sam took his hand and headed further down the beach towards a giant rock pile under a small cliff.  She knew it’s where the teenagers went to make out and have sex.  She only hoped it was currently unoccupied.

            The spot was vacant and sheltered.  No one could see them and the beach was empty anyways.  As soon as they were under the cliff Travis was unbuttoning her cut off jean shorts.  She untied his tropical swimming trunks after pulling his tee shirt over his head, now just as desperate as he was.  They hit the sand together, laughing, touching, kissing.  The moon was rising on the horizon reflecting on the water.  It was bright and lit up the night.

            Sam released him from his trunks and teased him, her hand slowly stroking his hard cock, feeling every vein, rolling her thumb over the head.  She kissed his chest and listened to his quick breathing.  She lowered her hands to gently tug his balls before sliding up his dick again.  She then moved her body over his so she could kiss his mouth.  His lips were hard, pressing into hers, his hand on the back of her head.  She felt him inhale with each movement of her hand and she loved the way she could control him.  If she asked him to stay right now she was certain he would agree to it.  But she loved him too much to make him give up that dream.  Part of what she loved about him the most was his sense of adventure.  He was fearless.  He’d been in special forces in the military.  He liked to live on the edge.  He was not just another boring Joe Shmoe trudging through life.  He made stuff happen and wasn’t afraid of anything.

            Sam was still in her bikini so she pulled her bottoms aside and straddled him.  She was hot and wet and he slid inside easily.  She instantly felt the connection to him that she loved so much and electricity coursed through her body.  She settled into a steady rhythm her hands on his chest, her knees on either side of him.  Her long blond hair was up in a pony tail and she pulled it out letting it fall around her shoulders and face.  She watched his blue eyes, pale but shining in the moonlight.  She could tell he liked what he saw and she rode him harder, his thick dick making her tremble already.

            She let him pull her breasts out of her skimpy bikini top and she closed her eyes rocking back and forth as his hands massaged her.  In her belly she could feel the warm butterflies take flight and her fingers and toes began to tingle.  She opened her eyes again when she felt him pull her arm so that she leaned over him.  Her hands were in the sand on either side of his head now and she felt his arms wrap around her waist.  He began to thrust upward now, his awesome cock driving deep and hard.  She was wet and slick and she moaned as he plunged into her soft hot flesh.  “Oh god Travis!”  She whimpered.

            He was relentless, his arm around her waist, one hand on her butt as he pounded upward into her.  The friction was amazing and drove her quickly to the edge.  The steady burn was growing between her legs and in her belly and her heart raced.  She could barely breathe as he kissed her lips, her neck, her breasts, whatever skin his mouth could reach.

            Their skin was sticky and sweaty and they stuck together.  Sam breathed in Travis’ scent, his sweet cologne.  She ran her hands through his short dark hair still trying to burn this memory into her brain.  It would have to last until he got back.  “I love you,” she whispered against his mouth.  She hoped he would think the few salty tears that escaped her eyes were only sweat if he tasted them.  She felt him hold her tighter but he didn’t stop and she didn’t want him too.

            They sat up then and Sam rocked back and forth in Travis’ lap.  He held her close kissing her lips, moving down her throat to the hollow between her breasts.   He licked her nipples, playing and flicking them with his tongue.  The night was hot and the sea breeze moist, the smell of sex swirling in the hollow under the cliff.

            “You feel so good,” Travis murmured against her throat.  “Sam you’re so amazing.”

            She knew he meant more than just right now.  He was grateful she was letting him go on his trip.  But she didn’t want to think about that now.  This position and rocking had her stiff and right on the edge.  She moaned softly trying not to be too loud out here on the beach, but he felt so good!  His dick was deep and rubbed her all the right ways.  She could feel every inch and the thought of what he was doing to her, how he was hers and she was his, it pushed her further.  She bit her lip and she moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulder.  “Make me come!” she pleaded.  She felt his hand move between her legs, his fingers finding her hard wet clit.  His dick and his hands could do unbelievable things.  This hot boy wanted her!  He needed her just like she needed him.  “Mmmm.”  She moaned louder, the flames spreading through her body now, racing from her fingers and toes towards her center, towards the place his fingers and his cock were stroking.  She rocked harder, felt his fingers sliding over her hot flesh, felt the fire bursting into her middle.  She cried out feeling the explosion inside.  She let him help her continue to rock, the burning sensation radiating through her body over and over like the thunderous waves of an angry ocean.

            Travis’ mouth was on hers again.  She knew he could feel her body spasm around his rock hard cock and he was ready to feel the same satisfying explosion as hers.  She decided to treat him with one of his favorite positions.  She got up and spun around before sitting back down on him, guiding his dick back inside before grabbing his ankles for leverage.  He went deeper in this position and she shivered with wonderful aftershocks.  She then started to ride him again, slow at first rocking her body back and forth.  She listened to him breathe and sigh, knew how good it felt for him.  She picked up her rhythm wanting him to explode inside her, to feel as good as she did.  She felt his hands on her hips now as she bounced harder on his dick.  She could feel his fingers pressing harder into her skin.  He was close now and she could feel how hard his cock was inside her.  She reached down between their legs to play with his balls and felt how tight they were to his body.  She bounced harder, faster listening to him groan.  His body suddenly jerked and she felt him explode.  She listened to his groans, loved the sound of his voice when he came.  His fingers were pressing into her hips wonderfully painful and he shuddered beneath her again and again.  She kept moving until she knew he was done.  Then she dropped her body next to his in the warm sand, sticky, sweaty, dripping and smelling of sex.

            She felt him pull her close, the heat of his body blending with the heat of hers.  She watched the moonlight glowing in the sky, so beautiful, so bright.

            There was screaming again and Sam opened her eyes to a bright ball of flames coming right at her.  She was ripped from her happy place and sent back down to hell in an instant.  But she wasn’t scared anymore.  She didn’t have time to be scared.  She felt bodies crashing into hers, but she focused on how it had felt to be with Travis.  She felt the heat of flames as a ball of fire crashed into her protectors, but she only felt the hot flood of release in her last memory of him human. She heard the ear splitting crash of stone overhead, felt the shower of dirt and rocks.  Her eyes searched for him through the smoke and dust.  She just wanted to see him one last time.  The instant she saw him, strong and beautiful, his wings spread magnificently, was the instant her world went black.

            Travis watched in horror as the burning Medora threw herself in Sam’s direction.  She was a fireball of burning, stinking flesh and she crashed into Elaina and the others protecting Sam.  There was screaming and more burning as bodies flew everywhere all of them crashing into the wall behind them.  Dust filled the air along with the sound of rocks and dirt falling, screams of pain and death.  With all the noise he couldn’t hear her heart.  He didn’t even realize that Elaina’s friends had subdued or killed all the crazed, wild vampires in the cave.  There were still screams of pain and crying, death coming slower to some of them.  He landed on the ground and ran over bodies and pieces of bodies, some charred.  He changed back into his human form, his keen eyes searching the dusty air for Sam.  He picked up huge rocks and threw them out of the way, threw bodies out of his way.  “Sam!” he screamed in panic.  She did not answer.  He couldn’t hear her heart.  She had to be close!  Her heart!  God, her heart!  Where was she?   He slowed then, when he saw Elaina.  “Elaina?”  He choked on her name when he found her.  The sight was more than he could take and he fell to his knees next to her.

            Elaina was crying.  She’d failed him, her one true friend.  The others followed her here because they believed in her cause.  The old hidden prophecy of a human and a vampire bringing balance and peace to their world was true!  The prophecy was real and they had come to help.  But now it was dead.  The prophecy was dead.  Sam was dead.  They all felt it when her heart had stopped beating.  Medora had sent them into the wall and the tumbling rocks had smashed the life from the poor girl.  Elaina sobbed.  “I’m so sorry Travis!”

            The cave grew silent except for Elaina’s dry sobbing, death finally coming to the dying.  Travis felt the silence pressing in.  It was so painful he felt his ears would burst.  He was listening, hoping, willing her heart to beat, her beautiful heart!  He heard others crying then.  Elaina’s friends, whoever they were, also mourned.  Travis couldn’t even find it in himself to get angry, to explode in rage.  He wanted to.  Because right now he was numb.  He wanted to destroy the entire cave, the evil, the good, Elaina, himself.  He wanted none of this to exist.  But he couldn’t move as he knelt beside Elaina who was holding Sam in her arms.

            And then the flood gates opened.  His pain crashed down on him and he let out a mournful, pitiful wail that echoed all the way down the mountain to the distant villages.  His tears began to fall like rain as he shoved Elaina away and he pulled Sam into his arms, cradling her broken body to his, his grief so thick in the air it pierced the dead hearts of every vampire that still stood in the cave.

            Elaina didn’t blame him for pushing her away.  Her dry sobs continued as she watched her friend holding onto the body of his dead love.  She knew his pain.  She knew his loss.  Unable to control her vampire thirst she had killed the one she loved.  But somehow she felt like it was worse for him.  She knew that the love he and Sam had was different.  It had blurred every line and broken every rule.  They were supposed to end the tyranny in the vampire world.  They were supposed to be strong and alive and bring peace.  But she was dead!  Sam was dead!  Elaina shook as she cried, but she noticed something suddenly.  Vampires cried, they sobbed and wailed and mourned.  But their bodies did not produce tears.  Her eyes widened watching Travis, streams flowing down his pale face.  And then she thought of his eyes.  Before Sam had found him, his eyes had been black with a small rim of gray.  It was what happened to blue eyes when a human transformed into a vampire.  All vampire eyes were black rimmed with a dull color.  Thinking about moments ago, when she’d locked eyes with him before pulling Sam away from Medora, she remembered the startling blue.  They were his human eyes.  But how?  He was a vampire.  He’d even transformed into his demon self to fight Medora.  He had human eyes and tears!  Was he transforming back somehow?  Was he a hybrid of some kind.  Or maybe he was something that none of them understood.

            Travis didn’t know that vampires were not supposed to have tears.  And when they flowed from his eyes, leaking his paralyzing and heart wrenching pain he didn’t know how unique it was.  They streamed down his face as his body shook with unparalleled grief and dripped from his chin, splashing onto Sam’s peaceful face.  Travis felt his insides shredding as he sobbed, thinking of how scared she must have been, thinking of how he had broken his promise to keep her safe.  All the hope he had felt had been for nothing.  All the strength and determination wasted.  In the end he had been too weak to save her.  He hadn’t been good enough, fast enough to keep her safe.  And she had died in fear and pain.  He couldn’t even see her beautiful face through his tears.  It killed him that her skin was still so warm.  Seconds.  He’d only lost her by seconds!  He touched her face, placed his hand over her heart, but there was nothing, only silence and his tears continued to fall.

            Elaina couldn’t bear to watch but she couldn’t look away.  It would be her punishment for failing him.  She glanced around at the others, their faces full of sorrow.  They couldn’t stand there and not feel his pain.

            Travis was so lost.  Nothing meant anything anymore.  He knew she couldn’t hear but he cried out to her anyways.  “Samantha,” he sobbed.  “Angel, I am so sorry!  You deserved so much better!  You deserved someone stronger, someone smarter and faster.”  He could barely speak and his voice oozed with his pain.  “I’m so sorry,” he repeated.  “I love you, Sam.  I can’t live without you.  I love you!”  He was babbling now, crying so hard again he was blind.

            Elaina felt the air around them change.  She glanced around at the others and could see they noticed it too.  Deep inside the mountain it was always cool and comfortable, now the air was warming.  And there was a perfume in the air.  It smelled ancient and sweet, like burning oil.  They began to look around to see if the fire was spreading, but the fire was almost out.  Elaina looked up to see the dull gray light of early morning illuminating the skylights, but even they had never affected the cave temperature.  She heard Travis babbling now and she looked back at him still holding to and crying on Sam.  His tears soaked her face, ran into her closed eyes and nose and her slightly parted lips.  And then Elaina gasped.  Her better than perfect vision was showing her that Sam’s body had a slight glow about it.  She watched in awe with the others as the glow became brighter with each passing second.  She was afraid and took a step back, everyone did.  Travis didn’t even notice.  Elaina stopped breathing.  Did Sam’s hand just flinch?  How?  The girl was dead!  There was no heart beat, no blood flowing through that body!

            Travis felt like he would hold her and just cry until starvation took him.  How could he put her alone in the cold ground when she had been so soft and warm?  How could he cover her with earth and let her body turn to dust.  He could still feel her warmth; in his mind he saw her smiling at him.  She was so warm!  Travis blinked, the tears in his eyes beginning to brighten.  He was confused.  It quieted his mournful sobs.  She was so warm!  What was that light?  He blinked again, his eyes shedding the tears that blinded him.  He almost dropped her from his lap.  She was glowing!  And her body temperature was hot!  It was suddenly burning him!  But he couldn’t let her go.  He watched her face and felt her heat seeping into his cold body, warming his insides.  It traveled up his arms and moved into his chest.  It sucked the air from his lungs and pain worse than the loss he felt, exploded in his chest.  His cry of shocking torture echoed through the cave terrifying the other vampires.

            Elaina watched Travis’ face contort in agony.  She was petrified.  None of them understood what was happening.  There was a brilliant flash of light that blinded them.  And then they heard the thunderous boom.  It was not actually loud.  A human would never hear it.  But it meant everything to Elaina and the other vampires that believed in the prophecy.

            Travis clutched at his chest, the heat burning, the thunder shaking him, ripping pain through his body.  But with each pounding blow his suffering lessened and he started to breathe again, panting for air as the pain subsided.  After a few minutes he was still, holding the blazing Sam, unable to move.

            Elaina couldn’t believe what she was seeing and hearing.  Sam’s body continued to glow brighter and the air in the cave continued to heat up.  When Travis screamed in pain she was ready to run, some of the others did, but the boom she heard kept her feet planted.  The sound was slow and loud at first, but with each second as Travis doubled over in pain, the rhythm found its way to normal.  Elaina’s mouth fell open.  Sam’s heart was beating.  Out of silence came the sound of hope.  There was one rhythm, one melody, but Elaina was shocked again.  Two hearts were beating.  She looked at Travis sucking in lung fulls of air, still holding his chest.  She fell to her knees unable to believe what she was seeing and hearing.  The others around her stood shocked, silent, wide eyed, seeing, hearing and understanding the same things as Elaina.

            It took Travis a few minutes to clear his cloudy mind.  He still felt the heat from Sam’s body, but it was tolerable.  The pain in his chest was gone, but he didn’t understand what had just happened.  He opened his eyes when he felt movement in his arms and stopped breathing again.  Her face was wet with his tears but her beautiful green eyes full of life and love were looking back at him.

            “Hello, my love.”  Her voice sweet and soft.

            Travis started to cry again.  Her voice was the sweetest, most wonderful thing he had ever heard and it sang to his heart.  Wait.  Her heart was not the only one beating.   The pain in his chest, the warmth he felt flowing through his veins.  His heart was beating too.  And now that he listened, it matched hers perfectly.  He didn’t understand.  He didn’t care.  When she sat up he pulled her into his lap and kissed her until he had to breathe and then he kissed her again.  “Sam!” he said her name over and over.

            “Mmm,” she answered against his mouth trying to catch her breath as he wrapped his arms around her, his lips refusing to leave hers.

            “I’m sorry!”  He was still crying.  “I’m so sorry, angel!”

            Sam couldn’t help but laugh.  She was happy.  She didn’t know if she could ever explain what had happened.

            “God, I thought I’d lost you forever!”  He felt her push his face back as she laughed.  But it wasn’t enough, he needed more of her.  He didn’t even see the others around them.  He tried to kiss her again but she held him back.

            “You almost did.”  Sam was suddenly serious.  He looked agonized over that fact.  “But you didn’t.  I’m here now.”

            “I’m so sorry,” he said again pulling her into a hug still sitting on the ground.

            “It’s okay, Travis.  Don’t be sad anymore.  I’m alright.”

            Travis was shaking his head.  “How?  You were gone.  Your heart…”   He swallowed trying to dislodge the lump in his throat.  “How?” he asked again.

            Explaining would take too long.  She just wanted to get out of this place.  It smelled like burning sulphur and reminded her of hell.  She put it as simply as she could.  “Divine intervention.”  She stood holding her hand out for him and helped pull him up.

            He had no clue as to what that meant and he stared at her.  The aura around her still seemed like it was glowing, though if he did not have vampire eyes he probably wouldn’t notice it.

            Sam turned to Elaina and the others then.  “Thank you.”

            Elaina was still stunned.  “For what?  We failed.”

            Sam smiled at her.  “No you didn’t.  You’ve proven that there is always hope.  You believed.”  Sam looked around at the others.  “No one is ever so lost that they can’t turn from the evil that surrounds them or lives in them.  The good is worth fighting for.  Look at what you did.  Medora is gone.  She can’t hurt anyone anymore.  And all the others…they can’t hurt anyone anymore either.”

            “There are still vampires here,” Elaina reminded her.

            Sam shrugged.  “I have a feeling there will be more screwed up inventories at the blood bank and missing livestock than unexplained murders and missing persons.”

            Elaina smirked and nodded.  But then she furrowed her brow looking confused.  “I don’t understand what happened.”  She looked at Travis who seemed shell shocked.

            “I don’t understand it all either,” Sam answered.  “All I know is I am ready to get out of this nightmarish country.”

This troubled Elaina even more.  “Are you leaving then?”

            Sam looked at Travis who seemed to finally be collecting himself.  “For a while at least,” Sam answered.  “We have some things to figure out.”  She let him take her hand and pull her close.

            Travis felt a weight lifted from his shoulders and it was strange.  Could they really be together, safe and happy?  It had been such a slim chance, he hadn’t really allowed himself to believe it could actually happen.  But the threat was gone and Sam was alive, however impossible that was.  There were still a million unanswered questions but with time they would discover the answers.

            Elaina hugged Travis and Sam.  “Be safe.  And don’t forget us.”

            “Thank you, Elaina.”  Travis squeezed her tight.

            Elaina watched them go.  As much as she wanted them to stay, she knew that someday soon she would see them again.  There was no doubt in her mind that they were the ones the prophecy had spoken of.

            Travis held Sam’s hand as they left the cave needing to stay in contact with her skin.  They stepped from what had been hell out into the sunshine and Travis was surprised by how beautiful it was.  They could see across the forest and down the mountain, all the way across the valley to where the little villages lay nestled among the trees.  The sky was a bright and brilliant red, casting a warm glow over everything they could see.  It was bright and warm and he marveled that it didn’t hurt his eyes.  So much was new.  He felt real hope, strong and burning for the first time in over a year, since becoming a vampire.  He felt like today was a new beginning in their lives.  He looked at Sam and couldn’t help but close the gap between them.  He touched her golden hair, the sun making it shine.  He looked deep into her dancing green eyes filled with love and joy and the hope that he felt.  He pulled her into his arms and kissed her with all the tenderness and love that he possibly could.  “Where do you want to go?” he asked her softly, his eyes still closed, his lips brushing hers as he spoke.

            “I honestly don’t care.”  She kissed him this time, making her need for him evident as she pressed her body into his.  “But somewhere with sound proof walls and doors should be at the top of the list.”

            Travis laughed and started for the path that led down the mountain.  “Anything you want, angel.”

            Sam bit her lip at the nickname.  She squeezed his hand, ready to follow him anywhere.

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            She was in love with a vampire.  Sam couldn’t believe her beloved Travis had been turned into a night stalker, but he had.  He’d disappeared while backpacking through Europe and the authorities had given up on searching for him.  But she hadn’t.  In her heart she knew he was not dead.  But she never imagined this.  Even as she’d searched the Transylvanian woods, the place they had found his camp site, even after listening to the frightening tales of the local village people about the things that crept in the forest at night, she never imagined her beautiful, bright California boy was now something nightmares were made of.  But she wasn’t afraid.  Even with his pale skin, darkened eyes and razor sharp teeth she knew he would not harm her.  He still loved her and she could feel it.  She held his cold hand in hers as they walked through the dark shadows towards the closest village.

            “I’m not staying there.”  Her voice was stubborn.

            “Yes, you are.”  He had no desire to kill her.  It was the first time he had experienced that near a human.  He craved her, but in a very different way.  She soothed him.  She took his pain away.  She eased his guilt and made his frenzied mind calm.  He felt in control, something that had been nonexistent since becoming a vampire several months ago.  “You can’t stay out here.  It’s not safe.”

            “Make me like you!”  She begged him for the hundredth time since finding him tonight.  “Please, Travis!”  She pulled on his hand to slow him, but he kept his pace and she had no choice but to follow.

            “I can’t.”  His voice was strained.  It hurt knowing how much she wanted to end her life.  It hurt to think of her undead, her heart no longer beating, no longer full of warmth.  He couldn’t bear the thought of her becoming a monster like him; not sweet, beautiful Samantha.

            For a few fleeting seconds, moments ago she had thought he was going to do it.  His teeth had touched her skin.  She’d gripped his arms in anticipation.  But then he had kissed her neck and told her they needed to get out of the woods to someplace she would be safe.  They’d then started towards the village a few miles away.  She was disappointed.  The fear she felt now was not for her life, though looking into the darkness around them she knew that is exactly what she should be afraid of.  The fear that pierced her heart and made her breath shallow was the thought that she was going to lose Travis again, this time for real.  Would he drop her off at the village and disappear forever?  She knew he was thinking.  But she didn’t know what about.  She couldn’t live knowing that he was out there somewhere.  She was not letting him go!  “Talk to me.”

            Travis stopped and held a finger to his pale lips.  He listened to make sure nothing was following them.  So far he sensed no real danger.  She was lucky it was only him that she had found this deep in the forest.  His eyes saw crystal clear into the dark and his super sensitive hearing and smell told him they were still alone.

            “Travis, talk to me!” Sam pleaded when they started walking again.

            Travis didn’t know what to say.  He really didn’t have much of a plan.  All he could think about was getting her out of the woods and into the village where she would be safe.  After that he didn’t know.

            “Are you going to leave me?  When we get to the village?”  Sam bit her lip to hold off her tears.

            Travis sighed.  That is what he knew he should do.  He needed to be careful what he said right now.  He needed to get her to the inn where other people were, away from the dark danger that lurked out here at night and sometimes even during the day.  “For a little bit,” he finally answered.  When she started to slow again he quickly added, “I’ll come back.  I promise.  I need to go back to the coven before they start looking for me.”  That was only half true.  The males would be glad he was gone, hoping something had killed him off.  But most of the females would notice his absence.  It was all about blood and sex.  He’d avoided the sex going after only the blood.  All of the vampiresses had offered themselves to him more than once, all being disappointed and even angry when he rejected them.  But there was one that he wanted to talk to.  He needed advice and she had become his one and only friend.

            When they finally reached the edge of the forest and could see the lights of the village Travis stopped again.  He looked at the sky guessing it must be four a.m.  It was not pink yet but his keen eyes could see it was getting lighter on the horizon.  In another hour the black night would turn a pale pink then orange before the bright sun rose and blazed across the beautiful Transylvanian valley.  Normally he didn’t stay out to see the rising sun.  It hurt his eyes.  He didn’t burn or turn to ash or shine like a thousand diamonds, it was just more comfortable to hunt at night when he could see and his prey could not.  It was easy to blend in with the shadows.  Today he would see the sun for the first time in weeks.  “We’ll wait here for a few hours until the village wakes.  Then you can go into town and get a room at the inn without suspicion.  If you walk out of the woods at four in the morning unscathed people will wonder.”

            Sam nodded, pushing a few strands of blond hair out of her green eyes.  She sat with Travis on the ground and watched as the stars set and the eastern sky slowly brightened.  “Then what?”

            Travis still wasn’t sure.  “I’ll go to the coven and stay there until tonight.  I’ll find you when it gets dark.  Check into the inn and wait for me in your room.  Then we’ll try and figure out what’s next.”

            Sam leaned against his cool body.  Even through his long sleeved shirt and leather trench coat she could feel how cool his temperature was.  It felt good as it was summer in Transylvania and nearly eighty already.  “How will you know which room is mine?”

            At that Travis couldn’t help a small smile as he leaned his cheek against her sweet smelling hair.  “I could pick your heart out in a million.”

            That comforted Sam.  It made it a little easier to say goodbye when the sun was climbing in the sky and the birds were flying over their heads.  Maybe it wasn’t as hopeless as they thought.  All night and all morning she’d been struggling.  How could they exist?  Human and vampire?  Together they didn’t belong in either of their worlds.  But the light of day gave her hope and a small sense of normalcy.  She stood when he did, still in the shadows of the forest.  She followed him to the edge of the road.

            Travis couldn’t help himself.  He placed his hands on either side of her warm face and pressed his lips to hers.  He felt his icy insides warming again as her breath found his lungs.  She made him feel so alive, not some cold, dead monster.  “I love you Sam,” he murmured against her mouth.  “I will come back for you tonight.”

            Sam had her hands on his wrists as he kissed her.  She didn’t want him to go.  He’d existed this long with the other vampires, but she knew it had to be dangerous to go back.  She wanted him to stay with her.  She wanted to make love to him and hide with him from the entire world.  When he took a step back it was all she could do to make her feet stay still.  She looked at him, so pale, his blue eyes faded to gray with black pupils large and strange, his clothes black and making him look like the vampire he was.  But it was still Travis.  And he was still startlingly beautiful.  “Please, be careful.”

            Travis nodded.  “I’ll watch until you get to the inn.  Stay close to the village.  Do not come looking for me!  No matter what!  Stay inside the city limits.”

            Sam glanced at the forest behind him and nodded.  As long as he came back tonight like he promised, she would do as he asked.  If something happened to him, if he never came back, then she didn’t care what was in those woods.  She would parish looking for him.  “Okay.”  She kissed him again and then turned to start for the village, tears stinging her eyes.  She’d just found him!  She didn’t want to leave him!  She felt his hand slip from hers and her heart leapt to her throat.  It hurt to be away from him, but when she turned to look at him again he was gone.  She looked through the trees, up and down the road.  She could feel him there still, knew he was watching.  “Please be careful,” she said again.  She felt a small breeze behind her, felt the surge of electricity on her neck.  His voice was right in her ear.  “It will be okay, Sam.”  It startled and thrilled her at the same time.  She didn’t see him, heard no movement or footsteps, but he was right there.  She knew this was torturing him too.  At nine a.m. she finally made her way to the inn.

            As soon as Sam was safe in the village Travis started for the coven.  He was still trying to figure out what to say or ask; how to explain this to Elaina.  He knew he could trust her.  She was his only friend.  But he didn’t know what she would say about all of this.

            He traveled almost a hundred miles into the mountains to the cave that was the entrance of the coven’s home.  It only took him a couple of hours.   He was cautious as usual when he entered.  His kind had tempers and were unpredictable.  They were self indulgent and wild.

            The cave was a maze of tunnels, many that led to dead ends to ward off intruders.  But he knew the way and soon he was deep inside the mountain.  The tunnel opened into an arena sized room, a courtyard of sorts.  There were fountains and benches.  There were gardens and trees, the ceiling of the magnificent cavern dotted with skylights letting in just enough light for the plants, but not too much for the sensitive eyes that lived there.  Carved into the rock of the mountain was a beautiful palace of rooms.  Sixty or so vampires dwelled here and each one had their own room with several common rooms to mingle or join in orgies or do as they pleased.  Everywhere you looked, in every room, there were plants and sculptures, beautiful art work, chandeliers, draping fabric in red and gold, luxurious furniture  and all the comforts any human could imagine.

            Travis headed for Elaina’s room.  He knew she would be there.  She rarely left.  He knocked on her heavy wooden door and heard her invite him in.

            Her face lit up when she saw him.  He knew she would be worried.  He’d been wandering for a few days before finding Sam, not wanting to be in this place.  He felt chained.  He wanted to be free.  He was surprised though when her smile faded and she rushed towards the door to close it.  “I thought you were dead!”

            Travis couldn’t help but laugh in his throat.  She worried too much sometimes.  He watched the fiery red head scowling at him now, her Victorian green dress flowing around her.  But her scowl turned into a look of desperation.  “What’s wrong?” he asked.

            “Medora’s here.”

            Travis wasn’t surprised.   And it slowly began to sink into him what that meant.  “She wants to kill me then?”

            “Yes.”  It was a simple, matter of fact answer from Elaina.  “I can’t believe it took her this long to come after you.”

            For a second Travis was torn.  Yesterday he wouldn’t have cared.  He probably would have welcomed death.  But today was different.  Today there was Sam.

            “Travis?”  Elaina didn’t understand the conflict in her friend’s eyes.  He had always been so dark, so resolved about his imminent death.  He didn’t care if he lived or died.  She had been the one to tell him that he was probably living on borrowed time.  The three vampiresses that had created him were the servants of Medora.  They were also her lovers, her best friends.  They had created him not only for their own pleasure, but for Medora’s too.  When he had refused them over and over they had come after him to destroy him.  He had fought back.  They were young and beautiful in appearance, but were actually centuries old.  He was young, male and strong and in self defense he had killed them.  Elaina had been the one to tell him who they were.  He hadn’t known.  But it didn’t matter now.  He’d angered Medora, vampire royalty.  She was a princess in the dark world of vampires and no one crossed her without paying.

“Travis?”  Moving closer to him Elaina was shocked again.  “You smell like sex.  Did you finally give in?”  She was severely confused as she sniffed at him.  It was not vampire sex she smelled on him.  It was human sex.  It made her sad.  He had refused everyone, herself included.  And only she knew why.  The reason made her believe how different he was than all the others.  He was special.  But if he’d had sex with a human, as thirsty and wild as he was, why didn’t she smell fresh blood?

Her questions ripped his mind back to last night with Sam.  He’d rediscovered himself, rediscovered her.  For months he’d been in a ravenous, blood thirsty state unable to think of anything but death, not even knowing who he was.  But Sam’s blood, her skin, her lips, her voice, they had shaken him awake.  His memory had returned with her presence.

A new fear that threatened to take him under now gripped him.  He couldn’t breathe.  Medora was here!  She would kill him.  Sam would come looking for him and she would die too.  “No, no, no,” he whispered.

            Elaina watched emotions she’d never seen before from Travis, crossing his face.  It was the tortured look for someone other than himself that gave him away.  It made sense now.  “She came for you.  Sam found you.”

            Travis looked up at Elaina surprised and pained.  How did she know?

            Elaina thought of the nights he had come to her for comfort.  She knew she was his only friend and she was honored he trusted her so much.  She knew he hated himself.  It was something they had in common, self loathing.  It was what made them different from most of the others.  He wouldn’t have sex with her, but he’d slept in her bed, needing to feel close to someone.  She was grateful for even that.  It was during the day when he slept when she had really learned who he was.  He’d spoken of Sam, called her name, even cried for her in his dreams.  With super sensitive vampire senses Elaina could feel the love and pain Travis felt when he was unconscious.  She almost felt a part of it.  And at this moment, looking at him now, she felt his fear.  “You dreamed of her and spoke of her almost every day.”

            “What do I do?”  Travis looked at the fragile Elaina, more pale than most vampires, but also more beautiful.  Elaina was royalty as well, Medora’s older sister, but she wanted no part of the destruction and havoc that her family caused.  She rarely fed, hating the life and blood she stole from the living.  She was the only one he’d met so far that seemed to feel any remorse and that included himself, up until last night.  “I could die and not care.  It would be better that way.  I deserve to die.  But Sam will come looking for me.  I can’t let her wander these woods knowing how it will end for her.  I told her I would be back tonight.”

            “You have a little time.”  Elaina was wracking her brain trying to think of a solution to this mess.  “She and several of the coven went up north for a couple of days.  I guess there was a large group of campers that got lost up there.”  She shook her head in disgust.

            Travis took a breath, his panic lessening slightly.  He had to think of a way to get Sam to go back to the states.  She could not stay here.  He thought he might go with her.  It was possible for vampires to live among humans.  It was difficult but it had been done.  Thinking about it though, he knew that was not a choice.  If Medora really wanted him dead, she would hunt him down.  He was so lost in thought he missed the look of awe and disbelief that Elaina suddenly wore.  He paced her room finally glancing up at her and stopped.  “What?”  Did she know how to resolve this?

            Elaina shook her head, but she was smiling.  “It can’t be!”

            “What?”  Travis waited impatiently.

            “The prophecy.”

            “What are you talking about?”  Travis was still new to the vampire world.  He knew some things, but there was much more that he didn’t know.

            Elaina thought about it.  Why hadn’t she seen this coming?  “It is not well known.  My family keeps it quiet.  But there is a prophecy about a vampire and a human.”

            Travis shook his head not understanding.

            “It is a very rare thing.”  Elaina’s voice was awed.  “Vampires do not mate with humans and let those humans live.  Sex and blood.  It is what we crave.”  Her voice was suddenly sad and her lips trembled.  “I loved him and I swore to him I was strong enough to be that close to him.  He was wonderful and accepted me for what I was.  He wasn’t scared.  We made love.  It was the best and most beautiful moment of my life, throughout all the centuries I had experienced.  But after, I could not quiet the thirst and being that close to him…”  She choked on her words.  “I killed him.  I drained every drop of his precious blood.”  She sobbed now, but no tears came.  Vampires did not have tears.

            Travis felt panic rising again.  It made him question whether he should be near Sam at all.  Would he do the same thing to her?  It hadn’t felt like that.  Her blood soothed him.  He didn’t want to taste her.  Not that way.  But maybe it would hit him one day and he would do the same thing to Sam that Elaina had done.  Was that what the prophecy said?

            After a few minutes Elaina collected herself.  “Tell me what it felt like to be so close to her.”

            Travis thought about how Sam made him feel.  “She was so warm, it felt like she was thawing me out.  I could feel her breath in my lungs and it made me feel alive.  I didn’t want to kill her.  My thirst was nonexistent.  I could hear and feel her heart.  I listened to the blood flowing through her veins and it soothed me.  It calmed my soul.  I was in chaos and turmoil until she touched me.  She breathed peace into me.”

            Elaina listened to the description and now she was certain.  Even with her lover she had never felt that.  There was no peace for a vampire.  “You made love with Sam?”  She knew the answer already.  She pushed down the jealousy.

            Travis nodded.

            “The prophecy says that a vampire and human will bring peace and balance to our world.  Together.  My family is hiding this prophecy because it will mean the end of their rule.  I will not deny that they are more evil than most.  Because most don’t know better.  Vampires are driven by the crazed blood lust like you were, not knowing any better.  They fight and tear at each other, living a couple hundred years at most.  But the more disciplined vampires, the ones that figured out how to survive and learned…like my family…the ones who claim royalty…they know what they are doing.  They’re controlled and deceitful and dangerous.  They plan attacks on humans, strategize how to take out entire villages without drawing too much attention.  They are horrible, evil beings.  And they are becoming more powerful.”

            “What am I supposed to do about it?”  Travis was in disbelief that Elaina thought he was going to somehow take out her whole family and bring balance to the world.  He actually laughed.  “I am a vampire, a murderer, a demon…just like them!”

            Elaina sighed.  There was more, but she knew he was not ready to hear it.  “All I know is that you have done the impossible.  You have no desire to kill her, do you?”  It was a statement more than a question.  She watched him shake his head.  “That doesn’t happen, Travis.  The thirst never goes away.  It’s what drives us.  Even more than sex.  You have to go back to her.  You have to protect her.  You have to hide her or send her away, somehow keep her safe.  If Medora finds out about her…I don’t know if she would kill her…but whatever she would do to her…it would not be pleasant.”

            “She wouldn’t kill her?”  Travis swallowed.

            “Medora is truly evil.  I don’t think she’d kill her,” Elaina repeated.  “You were meant to be her toy.  And I think that is what she would do to Sam.  She might let you live to watch.”  Elaina read the horror on Travis’ face.  “Exactly.”

            “I have to get back to her!”  Travis was suddenly desperate to be near Sam.  He needed to see her breathing, smiling, hear her heart beating and in one piece.  The images flooding his mind were pure torture.  He had to protect her, to keep her safe!  He had to get her out of here!

            Elaina nodded.  Her cold, dead heart ached for him.  How much she would give to feel the love he felt for Sam.  Elaina was sure that he was chosen.  Sam was chosen.  “I’ll lie to Medora when she gets back.  Lead her in a different direction.”  Elaina touched Travis’ arm.  “Be very careful.  She’s got everyone looking for you.  Get Sam out of here.  Get her back to America.  But travel during the day when you are less likely to be seen.”  She looked him up and down.  “You should change so you blend in with the humans.”  She pulled him into a hard hug.  She felt his arms close around her and she felt her eyes prick with nonexistent tears.  He was better than he gave himself credit for.  He was still good even if he was a vampire.  If angels could choose to turn evil and fall from grace, couldn’t demons choose to be good and be granted mercy?  If they could, that would be Travis.  Elaina wondered if this was the last time she would see him.  She kissed his cheek and pushed him back.  “Hurry up and get out of here before everyone wakes.  It’s getting late.”

            Travis wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what.  He struggled to tell her how he felt.  “Elaina, thank you.”

            Elaina nodded.  “Hurry.”

            Travis slipped out of her room and moved down the hall to where his room was.  Inside clothes were scattered around the room and his bed was unmade.  He hurried to his closet and flipped through the jackets that hung there.  He found a cool, gray leather jacket and threw it onto the bed.  He then found a pair of baggy khakis and a dark blue tee shirt.  He shed his black clothes and put on the clean ones.  He pulled on dark brown timberland boots and grabbed a pair of sunglasses off his dresser.  He opened the top drawer and pulled out several wads of money, everything he had.  Not only had he been a killer, but he robbed his victims like Elaina had taught him.  It’s how they stayed comfortable.  Kill your victim, clean out their wallets and empty their bank accounts.  Over the last eight or nine months his victims had been good to him.  He had close to forty thousand dollars.  He stuffed the money into a small backpack and then hurried for the exit.

            There were a few fellow vampires awake as Travis was leaving, but they didn’t really pay attention to him.  He wasn’t in his normal black clothes so he figured they didn’t recognize him and by the time they caught his scent he was gone.

            The sun was still out when Travis left the cave.  He took the long way, sidetracking and moving slowly to stop and listen and smell in case something found his trail.  By the time he finally made it back to the village it was dusk and he waited impatiently in the shadows of the trees for night to fall. The village sat in the middle of the valley away from the forest and the inn was a few buildings from the edge of town.  He could still pick her out.  He could hear her heart even from this distance.  It was light and steady.  She was sleeping, or at least resting.  That eased his worries.  She was tranquil, her blood flowing steady, rhythmically, and it calmed him.  His eyes still searched the shadows behind him, his ears still pricked, but there was nothing.

            He made himself stay where he was until it was after eleven.  Listening to her heart, he had been able to travel with her when she woke.  He imagined her taking a shower, getting dinner, maybe watching some TV or reading.  But he could hear it slowly starting to thump faster, anxious.  He knew she was wondering if he had abandoned her.  But he needed to wait until the village was asleep before going to her.  At eleven thirty, ninety percent of town was in bed or on their way so he quietly crept through the streets to the inn and around the back to where her heart led him to her window on the second story.  He had no problem with his supernatural strength scaling the wall.  He then knocked quietly on the glass.  He smiled to himself when he heard her heart stutter and speed up.

            Sam was so relieved when Travis climbed through her window she nearly cried.  She’d been so uneasy and nervous all day!  She immediately wrapped her arms around him, holding him close, barely able to believe he was really here.  “I’m so glad you came back!”  She breathed easier with him here.  Today had dragged by terribly slow.

            Travis didn’t push her away.  But he was cautious, Elaina’s story echoing in his mind.  He still felt no desire to kill her, no crazed blood lust.  He only wanted her warmth.  So he relaxed and pulled her closer.  She was safe, still in one piece, ignorant of what was out there and how evil was licking at the edges of her existence.  “Sam,” he breathed her name.  “You should not have come here.  You should have forgotten all about me and lived your life in sunny California, riding waves and teaching yoga.”

            “I couldn’t.”  She sighed into his chest noticing his change of clothes.  “Not without you.”

            Travis was shaking his head sadly.  “My world is cold and dark and dangerous.”

            “I don’t care.”

            He grit his teeth.  How could he make her understand?  “I am a vampire.  I’ve murdered people.  I’m not the same Travis you knew.”  He had to make her realize that she was better off without him.  She had to leave and go back to America where she could still have a long and happy, normal life.

            “I don’t care what you are.  You are my Travis.  And we will figure this out.  I still love you.”  Sam’s heart was sad that he felt like he was evil.  It was not his fault!  She longed to take that pain away.  She needed to be close to him, to make him feel good.  Maybe he would feel hope then.  “I still want you.”  Her voice turned to a seductive whisper.  “I still need you.  I still crave to be with you, to feel you inside me…”  Her lips brushed his tenderly.  “I can still see you, Travis.  You are still here.”  She kissed him then with every ounce of passion she had.  Her body called to him.  She’d missed him for months and after being with him last night, she’d missed him even more today.

            Travis was growing weak.  He needed to tell her how bad their situation was.  He needed to be alert and aware of the night.  But with her warm body pressed into his, radiating the soothing heat that was replacing his blood lust, he was losing focus.  The urgency was slowly fading.  He felt himself rising for her and her soft, warm lips melted the chill over his heart.  “Sam, we have to talk.”  He tried to reason with her, with his own mind, but his voice held no authority.

            “Not now,” she whispered against his mouth.  “Right now I have to be with you.”  She pressed her hips against his and smiled when she heard him groan.  She felt him hard and ready against her and knew he would give in and give her what she wanted.   She started to pull at his jacket.  “I see you changed into something a little less vampireish.”

            He had his hands in her soft hair, gently moving them down her back as he kissed her.  “Thought I needed to blend in more.”

            Sam laughed.  “Are we going somewhere?”  Her hands found his zipper and she slid it down.

            “I thought you didn’t want to talk about it right now.”

            Sam laughed again, her hands inside his pants, running her fingers around his hips to his lower back, loving the feel of his cool skin under her palms.  “You’re right.  And it doesn’t matter right now anyways.  Cause you don’t need any clothes at the moment.”

            A few very short minutes later and their clothes were in heaps on the floor.  Sam felt like her skin was on fire and Travis’ cool hands eased the burn as they touched every inch of her.  She pushed him back into the loan wooden chair near the desk and straddled him.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, his throbbing erection pulsing between their bodies.  She shivered pleasantly when his hands slid down her back to her butt and he squeezed her gently.  His breathing was erratic and heavy and all she could think about was how this felt so right.  They were meant to be together.  They just had to find a way to stay together.  “Don’t ever leave me,” she begged, her emotions all over the place.

            Travis felt a thud in his chest.  He could have sworn it was his heart breaking.  And despite himself he spoke words to her that he knew would be untrue.  “I will never leave you, Sam.”  He kissed her mouth to make his mind believe its own lie.  He kissed along her chin and jaw to her neck.  He breathed in her scent, her blood smelled sweet and rich.  He tasted her skin, kissing and licking down her throat to her beautiful, perfect breasts.  He teased her sucking her nipples, massaging her tenderly.  He listened to her gasp, felt her fingers tighten on his neck.  And then she moved her hips.  Her hot, wet, soft flesh suddenly surrounded the head of his cock, hovering over him with the intense anticipation of extreme gratification.  He moved his hands to her hips and felt her move only millimeters, fucking just the tip, driving him mad.  He held his breath, his fingers pressing into her thighs, asking for more.

            Sam was so wet she knew her juices were running down his dick.  She wanted to make him beg.  She wanted him to need her more than the air he breathed, more than the blood she knew he must thirst for.  She wanted to be everything he needed to exist.  And she tormented him in the only way she could.  She was tormenting herself as well.  She wanted him deep inside, to feel his cool contrasting with her hot.  She wanted to feel his rock hard against her fragile soft.  She kissed him, still playing with him, felt how stiff with anticipation and need he was, and finally she sank her hips down into his lap.  She was rewarded with his groan against her mouth.  She felt fire shoot through her veins, a tug deep in her belly.  God, he felt good!  She started a steady, easy rhythm and watched the flames in his dark vampire eyes.  He looked fierce and beautiful, hungry for more than her blood.

            Travis thought he might explode before her hips came down and finally swallowed him up.  Her heat around his cool felt like nothing he’d ever experienced.  It sent heat through his veins and warmed every cell in him.  His entire body tingled like it was waking up from a deep and endless sleep.  He watched her now, bouncing on his hard dick, her eyes closed, feeling him deep inside, then opening to stare straight into his soul.  She was so beautiful, so perfect, so good.  She was his angel.  She was his savior.  If he died tomorrow he would be satisfied.  She’d rescued him hell, from endless darkness.  But suddenly he realized that wasn’t true.  He wasn’t ready to die.  He wanted more of this, more of their heaven.  She was worth fighting for.  She was worth every ounce of pain he might suffer to keep her safe.  This thing they had, prophecy or not, whatever this was, this love…it was worth the fight.  He would not give up.  He would not give in.  And suddenly there was a different kind of fire that lit in his brain.

            Sam saw the change, but she didn’t understand.  Since finding him there had been a sad hopelessness she could feel in him.  He’d been trying to hide it, but she had seen it.  Suddenly it was gone.  Snuffed out.  Replaced by an intense determination.  There was suddenly fight in his eyes, and a strength she knew had been there all along.  She felt his hands squeezing her butt again, asking her to move faster, harder.  And to her delight the force in his eyes was growing.  His hungry mouth found hers again and the power that was now emanating from him took her breath away.  It turned her on even more and her body responded as the dam between her legs pushed towards breaking.  “Mmm.  Travis.”  She moaned his name, closing her eyes and feeling the awesome pressure building inside.  Her nails dug into his shoulder and she bit her lip knowing the walls in the old inn were not so thick to keep her moans of ecstasy from the other patrons.

            Travis watched Sam nearing her peak.  He felt how hot and wet her body was.  It felt amazing.  He was in awe at how perfectly she surrounded him, her heat burning him with unbelievable pleasure.  He wanted to watch her break.  She’d started by teasing him.  It was his turn to play.  He wanted to shatter her.  He wanted her to feel so good she fell to pieces in his arms so he could put her back together and do it all over again.  She still moved over him, her perfect breasts bouncing near his face.  Her skin was wet against him, even the air conditioned room and his cool body against her unable to keep her cool.  She was hot!  And her beautiful wetness that slid over him made him want to never leave this moment.  “Sam, you are so beautiful,” he whispered.  “So, so beautiful.”  She reached for him now and he let her pull his head to her breasts, holding him close as she bounced up and down, picking up speed.  She did not know what a gift this was.  He felt his dick slide in and out of her body, felt as his balls began to tighten with the coming release, felt her gasping breaths, felt her blood, her life coursing through her veins, felt her beautiful heart pounding against her chest, against his ear.

            Sam knew Travis was listening to her heart.  She knew he was concentrating on it.  There was nothing evil within him.  The look in his eyes just seconds before…it was like Travis the superhero.  His entire demeanor had changed.  He was magnificent and fierce and with a forest full of danger outside her window, in this strange foreign land where nightmares came to life, Sam felt completely safe in his arms.  Nothing could harm her when she was in his arms.  And right now they were connected.  Her insides danced and she moved up and down, his dick touching her deepest parts, and she could feel his strength and love.  She wanted release and she wanted to give him release.  Her muscles were beginning to ache, begging for the dam to break.  She leaned back slightly and continued to bounce on his hard cock.  She felt him touching her g spot and new more intense electric shocks zapped her body.  She felt her legs starting to shake, the waters pushing against the dam hard.  She whimpered trying not to moan, but unable to stay completely quiet.  He felt too good to keep her mouth shut.  She was glad when Travis leaned forward and covered her mouth with his, his cool hands helping her slam into him a little harder, the waters slowly spilling over the edge.

            Travis kissed her so that her moans would be muffled against his mouth.  He wondered what the other guests would think when they heard her, thinking she was alone.  The images that came to him were truly sinful and he smiled against her lips knowing what they would imagine…a beautiful girl, alone, moaning the way she was.  “Come for me,” he whispered.  He felt her body continue to stiffen, his hands helping her to move, helping her to feel him rubbing her deep inside.  Her arms were tight around his neck and she gasped for air between kisses.  Her voice vibrated into his mouth and when she finally broke he had to hold her against him as she shook and convulsed in his lap.  He felt her muscles spasm around his rock hard cock and the pressure in his balls suddenly exploded in sweet release.  He sat back in the chair, her hot wet body leaning against him as wave after wave rolled through him, his groans now muffled by her sweet, seeking lips.  He felt her moving freely again, grinding her hips against him as he emptied himself into her, the surging tingle shooting through his body from his toes and fingers to his balls and out his dick, into Sam.  He came so hard he was seeing stars and it took him several minutes to regain any sense of the world.  He sat drained, his arms around her steaming, shaking body, both enjoying the wonderful aftershocks that still echoed lightly through their bodies.

            Sam held him close.  She didn’t want to let go.  She didn’t want to disconnect.  She was amazed by this new, intense Travis.  She didn’t know if it was because they had been separated for so long, but she felt herself falling even more deeply in love with him.  She felt his cool body under hers bringing her temperature back down, his cool hands tenderly running up and down her back.  Everything about him was amazing.  He was mysterious and dark, but strong and determined, powerful and beautiful.  Her heart pricked.  It made her sad knowing that they would never have a wedding day.  He could tell her he would never leave her, that they belonged together, but he would never truly be hers.  Since meeting him all she had ever wanted was to marry him, to share a life with him, to make gorgeous little babies with him.  She did not realize she was crying until he spoke to her, his voice anxious.

            “Sam?  What is it?  Did I hurt you?”  Travis started to panic as soon as he felt her hot tears on his shoulder.

            Sam was shaking her head no but she couldn’t stop crying.  Everything had happened so fast.  She hadn’t had time to think of how things had changed.  She was so happy and relieved to find Travis still in this world that she hadn’t thought about the things they had lost.  She hadn’t had time to grieve.

            Travis felt a lump in his throat and he gently pushed her back so she sat up and he could see her face.  He used both his hands to wipe her tears and push her long blond hair from her face.  He searched her watery green eyes for whatever was wrong, but try as he might he could not read her mind.  “Sam?” he pleaded.

            She willed herself to calm down.  She took a few deep breaths before sending him a brave smile trying to reassure him it was nothing that he had done.  But she knew she would have to explain.

            “Did I hurt you?” he asked again.  He was still inside her and wondered if he should move.

            “No,” she finally answered.  She bit her lip so she wouldn’t lose it again.  “It just kinda hit me…how much we have lost.”  She watched him tilt his head trying to understand.  She sighed not wanting to make him feel guilty, but needing him to know her hurts, her sadness, her loss.  “We will never lie on the beach and let the Pacific Ocean lap at our feet again, never get married…”  Her voice shook.  “Never have beautiful babies together.”

            Travis nodded then.  He understood.  He’d been thinking of these things on his way back to her tonight.  It killed him but he had to remind her of the option.  “You can still have those things, Sam.”

            She forced the tears back and she looked him straight in the eye.  “If I can’t have those things with you…I do not want them with anyone else.”

            He needed to tell her everything.  She might change her mind then.  “As bad as it seemed before,” he started.  “My world just got a whole lot more complicated today.”

            “What do you mean?”

            He’d told her the story of how he had become a vampire last night.  “The vampiresses I killed…they were important to another very powerful vampiress.  And she wants revenge for their deaths.”  He would spare her the fine details for now.

            “Revenge?”  Sam breathed the word.  She was pretty sure what that meant.  This vampiress would want him dead.  Her heart faltered and nearly stopped.

            “It’s more complicated than just killing me,” he explained.  “It’s why I am so desperate to get you as far away from here as possible.”  He watched her as it all sank in.  “If she finds out about you she will come after you too.  She wants me to feel pain.”

            “She would kill me to hurt you?”  Sam could only think how much like a horror movie this all was.  Was this really her life?

            Travis shook his head sadly.  “There are worse things than death.”

            Sam shivered not knowing exactly what that meant but glad he didn’t elaborate.

            “You should go home, Sam.  You should go fulfill your dreams and live in the sunshine, happy and free.”

            Knowing how bad it was, Sam could almost imagine herself doing just that.  But looking into his eyes, eyes that suddenly didn’t seem so dull but clearer and maybe even slightly less gray, slightly bluer, she knew she couldn’t leave.  “I will not abandon you.  I believe in you, Travis.  Don’t give up.”

            It touched him that she trusted him and believed in him so much.  The strength and determination that he felt flooding his soul only moments ago began to rise again.  “I can’t let you stay here and let her find you.”  He pleaded with her to understand.  “You may think it’s worth the risk, but it will kill me, Sam, if anything happens to you because of me.  Please, you have to do what I say and trust me.  Even if it means doing something you don’t want to do.”

            Sam didn’t like the sound of that.  “Like what?”

            “Like you going somewhere safe and away from here so Medora doesn’t find you.”

            “Medora.  That’s her name?”

            Travis nodded.

            Sam scowled and felt her heart lurch.  “This wasn’t enough time.  I want so much more of you.  You can’t ask me to leave already.  It’s barely been twenty four hours!”

            “I know.”  Travis tried to sooth her.  He felt the same.  If only there was another way.  But she was in extreme danger here and Medora was too powerful, had too many followers for him to overtake her.  “We have tonight.  Right now.  In the morning I am going to get you out of here.  But we have the rest of tonight.”

            Sam jumped.  She felt him growing hard again already, underneath her.  She looked at him in surprise.

            “One of the perks of being a vampire.”  He grinned at her with ferocious hunger.  “Sex is the next best thing to blood.  We’re always ready.”

            Sam felt her insides tremble.  “Please tell me you don’t know that by experience.”  She’d never thought of him with anyone but her.  The horrible truth was…it was very possible there had been others since his transformation when his mind was clouded and chaotic.

            Travis saw the fear in her eyes.  “No,” he assured her.  “Not by personal experience… unless you count now.”  He felt her relax a bit.  He pulled her warm, intoxicating body back to his.  “There has been no one since you.  And there will never be another.”

            That was all the assurance she needed and she wrapped her arms around him hoping that the night would never end, that the sun would forget to come up.  In his arms she felt no danger, no fear, even her sadness fading.  She only felt Travis.

            It was still dark when Travis woke.  He felt strange.  Truthfully it had started yesterday while traveling the long distance to the cave and back.  He knew what it was and it scared him.  It was the first time he felt himself starting to weaken.  It had been almost a week now since his last feeding.  The blood in his body was stale and diminished.  Quietly he sat up and moved to sit on the edge of Sam’s bed.  He didn’t want to wake her or worry her.  But he was concerned, not knowing how he could regain strength and keep her safe if they were found before he could get her home.  He needed to be ready and alert.  If Medora came after them, found them, he wouldn’t even have a fighting chance.  Not like this.

            He thought of hunting animals.  But the forest was not safe for him anymore than for Sam.  Medora had too many eyes and ears and noses searching for him.  He thought about the farm animals but he could not hunt them here or the locals would suspect Sam.  She was the new face, the unfamiliar.  And he would not risk traveling to another far off village and leave her here unguarded.

            He leaned over, his elbows on his knees, his fingers in his dark hair, wracking his brain for a solution.  He heard Sam’s heart flutter and he turned when she moved towards him.

            “Are you okay?”  Sam awoke and saw Travis sitting on the side of the bed.  She missed him and moved her still naked body across the bed to be near him.

            “Kinda…not really.  I don’t know.”  He looked at her stunning, anxious, green eyes.  He sighed and explained to her his situation.  He listened to her heart beat faster as she now shared his worry.  “I will not kill another human,” he promised her.  “Ever.”

            Sam wasn’t sure what to say.  She wanted to help him.  “How much do you need?”

            Travis winced.  “Ten pints will keep me at my strongest for about a week, depending on age, species, health.”

            Sam nodded.  A human had ten pints of blood.  That made sense.  “So I can’t give you enough to help.”

            Travis blinked.  That is what she had been thinking!?  He shook his head in disbelief.  “No.  I would never…”  But then a thought hit him.  She wanted to give him her blood.  “The clinic!”

            “The clinic?”  Sam heard Travis’ voice change.

            “Yeah!  In the next village there’s a clinic where people donate blood.  There has to be hundreds of stored pints there.”  Travis stood and started to pull on his clothes.  He might have to be a thief, but he could live with that as long as he didn’t have to be a murderer.  He was giddy with relief.  He hadn’t wanted to leave her unprotected, but this was necessary and it would only take him thirty minutes or so to get there and back.

            Sam watched him as he yanked his tee shirt over his head.  He looked almost happy.  He leaned in to kiss her then.

            Travis glanced out the window.  It was still dark.  Elaina had warned him about traveling at night.  But there was no other way.  He had to break in when there was no one around.  He couldn’t just walk into the clinic and request ten pints of blood in the morning.  “I should only be gone for a half hour or so.  Do not leave this room.”

            Sam didn’t like the fact that he was going out into the dangerous night and she was stuck here.   Their time was so short!  She knew he had no choice or she would have begged him to stay.  “Be careful.”  He kissed her again and then disappeared out the window.

            Travis moved silently through the streets of the village and into the woods.  He cursed the light colored clothes.  He wished for his black trench coat that was his camouflage.  If there was a vampire anywhere near here they would surely see him.  He pulled off the light gray leather jacket and dropped it onto the ground.  He didn’t really need it anyways.  It would help hide his pale skin from the humans in the daylight while he traveled with Sam, but there were pale people in the world.  It was too light colored to wear at night and the dark blue tee shirt he wore was not as obvious.  There was nothing he could do about the khakis so he just moved quickly towards his destination hoping Medora’s eyes hadn’t reached this far yet.

            He was at the clinic within fifteen minutes.  He had to hurry, the eastern sky ever so slightly lighter.  The building was secure but no match for his vampire skills.  He could smell the blood as soon as he was inside.  He followed the scent to the refrigerators.  They were locked but again no match for him.

            He was back outside in five minutes, the building locked and secured as if he’d never been there.  They wouldn’t know anything was even missing until they did inventory.

He felt better as he started back to Sam.  He felt quicker, stronger.  Maybe there was hope.  Maybe there was a way they could stay together.  The fresh blood gave him strength and he felt like he could defend them if he needed to.  The temperature of the blood had been all wrong.  It wasn’t the satisfying, hot, sticky liquid that tasted so good.  It was thick and cold, but it had done its job.  He could live like this.  He could exist on cold donated blood to stay with Sam, to stay strong and keep her safe.  He could fight for them like this.  He pretended he wasn’t fooling himself.

He was more cautious on his way back.  He moved slower, paid more attention to his surroundings.  He needed to make sure nothing was following him.  He was not happy to find a vampire trail that crossed his only a few miles from Sam’s village.  He stayed at the crossed paths for a few minutes.  He calculated the direction of the other path and who it was.  It was a scent he recognized, but that did not comfort him.  The only thing that made him feel better was the fact that Medora was still on her ‘camping’ trip and the trail was leading away from the cave up north and away from the village.  He started to move again.  He had to get back to Sam.

He stopped suddenly a little closer to the village.  Loud growling howls ripped the air.  There was a thunderous crashing in the forest around him and several yips and more growling.  He scowled knowing what it was.  Stupid, savage werewolves!  He moved quietly towards the earsplitting racquet and found two young but fierce looking werewolves fighting in the trees.  They were too close to the village.  The humans would hear.  But Travis was not about to get in the middle of it.  He grit his teeth and hurried towards town.  And as he suspected even outside Sam’s window he could hear the beastly growls from the fighting werewolves.  He climbed back into her window as the sky was turning pink.

She was awake, curled up in the blankets and shaking.  When she saw Travis come in she launched herself at him.  “You’re okay!”

“You’re awake.”  He hugged her close.

“What is that?  I thought it was you being killed!”

            Travis growled under his breath.  “Fucking werewolves.”

            “Werewolves?”  Sam shuddered.  “Really?  How the hell do people live in this god forsaken country!?”

            “I honestly don’t know.”  He lifted her chin to look into her eyes.  “Do you see why I want you out of here?”

            Sam didn’t say anything out of stubbornness but she knew.  She knew all along he was only worried about her safety, but the terrible noises from the forest were driving home his point.

            “We’ll wait for a few hours and then you can check out and we’ll head south east towards Bucharest.”  The capital of Romaina would be a good place to find a way to get Sam back to the states.  It would also be easy to blend in and cover their tracks.  He watched Sam yawn, her still naked body shivering in the chilly air conditioned room.  He moved to the bed and sat down, taking her hand and pulling her next to him.  She curled into him still shivering so he pulled the blankets over her hoping that would help.

            “Where’s your coat?” she asked.

            “I left it in the woods.  It made me too visible in the dark.”  He decided not to tell her about the other vampire’s trail.

            Sam was quiet for a few minutes but her mind was racing.  She bit her tongue, but she was curious.  “Travis…”  Her voice was unsteady.  “Tell me about vampires…about the world you live in.”

            Travis wasn’t sure he wanted to tell her anymore than she already knew.  It was too horrible, too terrible.  She was too good to know anymore about the evil.  But knowledge was power, right?  He sighed.  “What do you want to know?”

            “Tell me about the others.  About the vampiresses who did this to you.  Who is Medora?  You said she is very important.”

            “She’s like a princess.”  He decided to start with Medora.  “There is a family of vampires from Russia, the Lazarev’s.  They are the oldest of our kind.  They’ve learned how to control themselves as well as others.  They use blood and pain and the threat of more pain to get what they want.  They are very smart and very cruel.  Everyone fears them because they’re so vicious.  All vampires, at least the ones on this continent, fall under their rule.”

            Sam listened intently.  “And the ones that created you?”

            Travis winced.  “It’s hard to explain.”  He thought for a minute before deciding to tell Sam about Elaina first.  It would help Sam understand better.  “Most vampires are blood thirsty monsters, but there are some that aren’t so bad.”

            Sam had to smile at that.  She snuggled closer to him, not minding his cool temperature with her warm blanket wrapped around her.

            “There are a few of us that hate what we are.  I found another vampire in my coven like that.  Her name is Elaina.”

            Sam knew this was the vampire he had told her he needed to see.  She felt the flame of jealousy lick the edges of her mind.

            “Elaina is a very weak, very old vampire, though she still looks young and beautiful.  She is actually Medora’s older sister.  She left her family and lives here in the Transylvanian coven because she doesn’t agree with the things her family does.  She very rarely feeds, only when she absolutely has to because she hates what she is.  That’s why she is so weak.  She’s the most compassionate being I’ve met in this dark world.  She helped me a lot when I first became a vampire.  I was an out of control asshole but she was patient and explained things to me that I didn’t understand, like what was happening to me, what I was becoming.  She was my one and only friend.  She told me about Medora and about the three vampiresses that I killed…how her sister was probably going to come after me for revenge.”  He was glad Sam was taking this so well.  “The Lazarev’s still check on her even though she doesn’t want to have anything to do with them.  There is a certain amount of respect within the family itself so they sometimes send trusted servants to see where she is and what she is doing.  I think her father still hopes she will come back.”

            Sam watched the sky lighten outside her window, listening to Travis’ soothing voice.  His words, the story he told, it was all surreal and strange.  How crazy that what he said was all real.  It wasn’t a campfire story or a Hollywood movie.  Her heart ached for him and all he’d been through, but she was quiet, interested in the things he knew.

            “The three vampiresses, my creators, were here from Russia to check on Elaina.  They were hunting when they found me.”  He stopped then.  His heart ached remembering that moment.  He knew his life was over.  He knew he’d never be with Sam again.  He knew she would mourn for him, never knowing what happened.  It had made him sad.  The sadness had actually overcome his fear.  “I didn’t know it but they decided they wanted a new playmate.  They didn’t want to kill me.  They wanted to change me.  And then they wanted to take me to Medora as a present.  So they changed me and watched me wreak havoc for a while and when they were ready to go home they came for me.  But I didn’t want anything to do with them.  And in the end it was kill or be killed so I finished them.  I didn’t know they were Medora’s closest friends and lovers until I went back to the coven and Elaina told me.  I still didn’t care.  I hated myself and I was ready to die.”  He was surprised by the warm feeling in his chest.  “I was in a hopeless, dark hell with nothing to look forward to other than death.  But you’ve changed that.  You’ve given me a reason to live, a reason to believe again.  I couldn’t remember you for the longest time, the blood lust and chaos in my head too loud.  But when you found me, you woke me up.  I remember the good things.  I remember the things worth living for and worth fighting for.”

            Sam turned from her window to look at Travis.  She saw the strength and determination again.  He’d been a soldier in the marines a lifetime ago.  He looked like that soldier again, filled with a drive and purpose beyond himself.

            Around ten Sam met Travis on the road heading east from town.  They would hike to the next village which was larger and had a car rental.  Travis had taken the money from his backpack and shoved it into Sam’s throwing it over his shoulders.  He was anxious, his eyes darting everywhere.  He did not like being out in the open like this.  It was slow going but when they made it to town he breathed just a bit easier.  They got Sam something to eat and after dropping five thousand dollars cash at the car rental place Travis got them a BMW to take to Bucharest.

            It was when they were getting in the car and pulling away from the rental place that Travis sensed the presence of another vampire.  He could smell fresh blood from a recent feeding and could feel the cold atmosphere that surrounded its being.

            “Sam.”  His voice was calm and precise, commanding yet gentle.  “Duck down and stay down until I say otherwise.”  His eyes searched the landscape but he saw nothing out of the ordinary.  People were busy along the streets, lunch time, cars coming and going to local businesses.  Daily life for a human.

            They were several miles and almost an hour into the road trip when Travis finally decided they were safe again.  Sam sat up stiff and sore from staying out of sight for so long.  “How long until we get to Bucharest?”

            “A few hours,” Travis answered.  He was still disturbed.  It had been the same vampire who’s trail he’d come across that morning.  He didn’t know if it was coincidence of if he was being tracked.  But Travis was pretty sure that Medora would soon know where he’d been.  He just hoped that Sam had been undetected and that he could get her out of Romaina before Medora found them.

            “Have you been there before?”  Sam couldn’t help but notice that he seemed to know the way.

            “Couple times.”  He did not elaborate.

            “What are we doing when we get there?”  He’d said very little about what he planned to do with her.

            Travis was torn.  He wanted to get her on a flight back to the U.S.  But if Vince, the rat, the vampire Travis had detected, had seen her then Medora would be able to find her easily by her passport.  At the same time he didn’t know how else to get Sam out of Romania that didn’t involve the shady underground which was almost as unsafe as the Transylvanian woods.  “I’m getting you out of here.”

            “Can’t you come with me?”  But she knew the answer.

            Travis glanced at her feeling her pain.  It hadn’t been enough, the short time of their reunion.  And now that the danger seemed to be closing in he knew there was no way for them to safely stay together.  “No.”

            Sam didn’t argue.  What could she do?  What could she say?  She felt his cool hand find hers as he sped through the Romanian countryside.  She looked at her strong, beautiful Travis.

            “She’ll find you if I am with you.”  He tried to make her see she was unsafe with him.

            The rest of the car ride was silent.  And within a few hours they hit the outskirts of Bucharest.  Travis decided he had to chance it and take her directly to the airport.  He couldn’t send Sam with the untrustworthy criminals of the underground. 

            She had minimal baggage, a little bit of money that he left in her bag and her paperwork.  Travis found a flight leaving in two hours.  He was ready to book it when she stopped him.

            “Wait until the morning.”  She touched his arm trying to convince him.

            “No way.  You’re out of here tonight.”  They stood at the desk, the clerk waiting impatiently.

            Sam lowered her voice.  “This is it, Travis.  We’re out of time.”  Her heart ached.  She wanted to throw herself on the floor and beg him.  “I will do as you ask.  I’ll get on a plane and fly away because you need me to.  But please…give me one more night.”  She ignored the raised eyebrow of the clerk.  “I need you for one more night.”

            Travis looked at the grinning clerk who pretended to be messing with some papers on the counter.  He looked at the people moving through the airport.  It all looked safe.  He closed his eyes when he felt her fingers tighten on his arm.  He searched the area the best he could.  It was hard with all the bodies, all the hearts pumping blood.  It amazed him that he wasn’t savagely ripping into all the saturated flesh around him.  Sam’s presence subdued his thirst.  He concentrated on their surroundings and felt no danger, didn’t smell it or hear it.

            “Please Travis.”  Her voice was soft and sweet.

            Travis wanted to tear himself apart for what he was about to say.  He wanted her to stay more than he wanted to breathe.  But it wasn’t smart, wasn’t safe.  How could he let her stay for one more second and keep her in danger?  He opened his eyes and looked at the clerk.  “She’ll take the eight a.m. flight.”

            He was quiet as he checked into the hotel next to the airport.  She didn’t push him knowing she was already asking too much of him.  He was only worried about her.  But his silence was killing her.  She didn’t want him to be angry with her the entire night.  She followed him to their room and watched as he put the key in the door and pushed it open for her.  He went and lay on the bed and closed his eyes and Sam’s heart just ached.  She decided to leave him alone, if that’s what he needed, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

            The hot water felt good as it rolled down her achy body.  She’d been using muscles she hadn’t needed for over a year and then sitting in the car all day hadn’t helped.  She was stiff and her mood didn’t help her feel any better.  She was sad and her heart hurt.  She let herself cry then.  Why did it have to be this way?  Why after just finding him again did she have to lose Travis a second time?  She didn’t know how she could do it.  How could she go back home and pretend everything was okay?  How could she breathe a single minute without him?

            She felt his cool hands on her then.  And when he touched her all her doubts and fears and questions disappeared.  She opened her eyes and felt him pull her back against his chest.  He pushed her wet hair from the back of her neck and kissed her tenderly.

            Travis couldn’t push her away for long.  He could see how sad she was.  He felt the same way.  But he was afraid to lose himself in her.  He couldn’t focus then.  He couldn’t hear and see and smell clearly.  But he couldn’t let her think he was mad at her.  And if this was the last chance, the last night, the last few moments of their time together on this earth, he had to take advantage of that.  Every second with her was a gift.  He had to let her know that.  After a few minutes of struggling with himself he finally went to her, needing to feel her heat, her sweetness, the blood flowing through her, the love within her.  It broke his unbeating heart when he found her crying.  He almost went back to the bedroom.  But her tears called to him.  He went to her and pulled her wet body to him.  “I’m sorry.”

            Sam sighed into him.  The difference of the hot water and his cool body was titillating.  She shivered pleasantly.  His tender lips traced along the back of her neck, around to her throat where he stopped to rest his cheek against her jugular.  She listened to him take a deep breath and felt him getting hard against her butt.  She felt his hand on her chin, gently turning her face so he could kiss her lips, his other hand sliding down her wet skin, massaging her breast, moving down her flat stomach, between her legs.   She opened her lips to draw in a breath when his fingers slid into her hot, wet flesh, probing gently, touching every part of her that made her a woman.  He stayed there for a few minutes, his circling fingers bringing her to the edge quickly.  She let out a cry of pleasure when he moved and entered her from behind.  His rhythm was slow and steady, his lips burning an icy trail along her shoulders, his fingers still playing with her.  She leaned forward and placed her hands on the shower wall to give them better balance.  He moved both his hands to her hips and drove into her harder and faster.  He was so deep every movement sent wonderful electricity coursing through her veins and she moaned softly.

            Travis could only think of how she was the most beautiful, most magnificent creature on earth.  Why had he ever been so stupid as to leave her at home to come here to backpack across this fucked up land in the first place?  How had he left her bed and ever gotten anything done when he was human?  She felt amazing, her soft, warm insides surrounding him, sending blissful tingles through every limb of his body.  She started moving her hips along with him, asking for more, begging for him to go deeper and harder.  He could do nothing but give her what she wanted.  He thrust in and out of her, their skin making wonderful noise when they slapped together.  The water running over her, rolling down the base of his penis and dripping off his balls felt incredible.  Nothing had ever been this good!  He ran his fingers up and down her back, tracing her spine, watching the goose bumps spring to her skin.  He watched as her breasts bounced, peaking around her side every time he slammed into her, her nipples hard and beautiful.  He had to touch them, to touch her again.  He was already close.  But he wanted to feel her come on his dick.  He reached forward and pulled her back again, still thrusting hard.  He cupped both her breasts and circled her nipples with his thumbs.  He listened to her moan, knowing she felt just as good as he did.  He wanted to give her more.  He kissed her neck and shoulder, running his hands down her stunning curves, still driving into her.  He slid his fingers across the soft skin of her abdomen and down into her wonderfully hot flesh again.  She jerked when he touched her clitoris and he knew she was close as well.

            Sam was gasping for air.  He felt so good and she told him so.  She forgot the crazy, terrifying world that was pressing in on them and concentrated on his rock hard, thick dick that slammed into her, sending shock waves through her veins.  His fingers were driving her mad and despite them being so chilly she felt a burn of ecstasy starting in her toes.  She moved forward pulling him with her so she could still put a hand on the wall.  She felt her body starting to tremble and she held his wrist between her legs.  Her moans were louder, demanding more, the hot water and his cool body almost too much to take.  She was racing towards the edge now.  “Oh, fuck!”  She breathed.  “God, it’s so good!”  She flew off the edge with a force that would have dropped her to her knees if his strong arms hadn’t been holding her.  The cry that left her throat was earsplitting in the confined space of the shower.  Her body shuddered violently, his fingers, his cock still both moving, holding her in the place that shattered her body again and again.  She pushed hard too and felt the flood between her legs as she came all over his fantastic, pounding dick.

            Travis felt the rush of extreme warmth when Sam came.  She blew his mind.  Her moans of ecstasy and her shaking body brought him to the peak.  He thought his entire dick would explode, the pressure so intense.  Her muscles contracted around him, her liquid fire ran down his cock, her beautiful body surrounding him, welcoming him, loving him.  The air was sucked from his lungs and thunder ripped through his body.  He came with such force he had to lean over her, his own hand next to hers on the wall.  The shower water pounded his chest as he continued to come, continued to slam into her needing every bit of heat he could feel deep inside her body.  Her flesh and blood surrounded him, warmed him, made him feel human again.  If he had ever tried he could never explain how unbelievable it felt to be inside her, to explode into her, to be a part of her dynamite body, her beautiful soul.

            When Travis came his cries where loud in Sam’s ear.  But she loved it.  She loved knowing she made him feel that good.  She loved the seconds right before he exploded when she could feel how hard he really became.  He drove deep and desperate, needing sweet release, needing the flood of heat to rush through his veins.  She wondered what it felt like for him, being so cold, being completely surrounded by her heat.  His hands were hard on her skin, hanging on tight, as his body finally detonated and she was blissfully surprised by how long his orgasm lasted.  She felt him slump into her, his head against the back of hers as the last of the waves subsided.  She could feel how his heavy breathing seemed to match hers and she stood with her hands still on the wall, one of his next to hers, his other arm wrapped around her, holding her to him.

            The water was starting to get cold when they finally got out of the shower.  They were quiet, no words necessary.  Sam brushed her hair and blew it dry as Travis went to order her something to eat.  She decided she was boycotting clothes for the rest of the night and headed back into the bedroom.

            It was still early, only seven thirty.  Travis watched Sam eat, her stunning naked body calling to him again.  She was just too beautiful to leave alone.  She sat at the small table eating fruit and cheese, drinking a diet soda.  He tried not to stare but he could not keep his eyes off her.  Her long, wavy blond hair came down just below her breasts, covering them, except one nipple that peeked out at him.  Her green eyes danced and she wore a small smirk as she popped a grape into her mouth.  She knew what she was doing to him and she winked at him as he lounged on the bed.  He felt a flash of heat shoot through his cold body and he caught her smile.  He hadn’t seen it but for a few times in the last couple of days.  It took his breath away and the word ‘angel’ jumped into his mind again.

Sam ate enough to refuel her body and then went to Travis on the bed.  His hungry eyes made her skin prickle while she ate and she needed to feel him again.  She lay down facing him, resting her head on his arm.  She looked into his eyes and she could have sworn they were almost blue, his huge dark pupils that made him look like the vampire he was, seeming smaller.  She was only a few inches away from him and she closed her own eyes when she felt his cool hand trace a line from her shoulder, along the curve of her breast, down to her hip and back again.

“Travis,” she began to whisper.  But his lips touched hers, gently, so tender it made her want to cry with joy.  He lit her fire again and she wanted to climb the walls with how much she needed him.  She pressed her body into his and immediately felt his desire as well.  She reached down to take him in her hands and felt his breath catch against her mouth.  She felt herself growing wet, her thighs aching for him to be there again.  She slid her hot hands over his cool dick, amazed still how quickly he recovered.  He was hard as stone and she traced the prominent veins and circled his head with her thumb.  She moved so she could grip him easier and she kissed his shoulder.  She felt his breath coming in gasps on her neck, kissing her there.  She knew he was listening to the blood rushing through her jugular, feeling its movement with his lips.

            Travis was about to lose his mind.  This was so much better than blood!  This was so much better than the terrible screams and the ripping of flesh and death!  He could survive on this alone!  Every movement of her hands, of the blood pumping through her veins, every breath she took, every kiss she gave him reminded him of how good life was supposed to be.  Her hands stroked him, moving quicker, touching every sensitive piece of skin on his dick and then his balls.  He ached to be inside her again.  He wanted her flesh surrounding him, the blood that flowed through her cells surrounding him.  But he was frozen at her hands.  She controlled him right now.  She could ask him anything at this moment and he would agree to it.

            Sam watched Travis’ face, extreme pleasure dancing across it.  He was so strikingly handsome.  He’d been a beautiful human.  But he was an even more beautiful vampire.  He was so hard in her hands she wondered if he would explode already.  She licked the palm of her hand and kept going.  Her own insides burned.  She was hot and wet and she kissed him with a deep desire that longed to be satisfied again.  She grinned against his mouth when he got the message and rolled towards her so that he was over her.  She let go of his dick and wrapped her arms around him as he kissed her throat.  He was hard on her abdomen, pressed between them, but he didn’t move yet.  He touched her face with feathery fingers and she opened her eyes to look into Travis’ eyes.  They were really his eyes, every trace of vampire disappeared.  She got lost in his beautiful blue skies.   She didn’t understand how it had happened, but he had come back to her, for real.  His voice was soft and comforting, making her insides dance even more.  She realized this was not just sex.  Although she was female and associated love with most sessions of sex, this was really making love.  This was Travis and Sam at their best, together and perfect.

            He felt like himself.  He felt like he’d never left and gone to the horrible place he’d been dwelling for so long.  His emotions hit him with a force that knocked the breath from him and his chest hurt.  He kissed her entire face, gently, tasting the salty sweet skin he knew so well.  “Samantha,” he whispered against her lips.  “Angel, I love you.”

            Sam felt her heart tremble, a lump in her throat, tears stinging her eyes.  The way he said it, so sweet and true, he was speaking directly to her heart.  “I love you too,” she answered.  He moved then, lifting his hips before gently bringing them back down.  She moved her legs wider apart and felt her body swallow him up, welcoming him inside.  The friction between them had her nails biting into his shoulders already and her breath came in small erratic gasps.  God he felt good!  Every inch of him!   Every cool surface of skin that touched hers!  He kissed her mouth, her throat, touched her face gently, like he was burning this moment into his memory.  He was slow and meticulous and attentive and she could feel with every movement how much he truly loved her.

            Travis concentrated on her intoxicating scent, the salty sweet taste of her skin.  He felt the loving, beautiful welcome of her warm, soft flesh that surrounded him.  He listened to her short pleasant breaths, listened to the erratic rhythm of her lovely heart.  This was truly making love, their movements slow and precise and mind blowlingly good.  Every time he pulled back and then slid deep inside her he could feel her body tremble.  She arched her back towards him, her breasts pressing into his chest.  She was beginning to whimper, to let small, wonderful noises escape her lips.  It drove him forward and he could feel his own body tingling.  She moaned when he moved his mouth to kiss her breasts.  He circled her nipple with his tongue, sucking and teasing her while squeezing and rubbing the other.  He felt her nails dig into his shoulder and he sucked harder before moving to her other breast.  He felt her bend her knees and widen her legs wanting him deeper.  Her body swallowed every inch, every single centimeter of him.  Her heat scalded him, but it felt amazing.  There was a warm sensation spreading through his body starting from where they were connected.  His chest ached but she felt so good.  Her lips were on his mouth, his neck, his chest, her hands sliding down his back, leaving a trail of heat.

            Sam couldn’t get enough of him.  And she wanted to feel the explosion again.  He was keeping his rhythm, steady and wonderful.  She begged for speed.  She begged for it harder.  But he kept his pace, slowly driving her crazy.  The pressure was building and she knew why he didn’t push harder.  In the end this would be so much better.  Instead of racing to the finish, the slow steady burn would consume them and blast them into the next galaxy.  It was almost too much to take, the slow steady climb.  She was dripping wet, she could hear it when he slid in and out.  Her skin was drenched with sweat despite his cool body against hers.  His cool, hard dick slid in and out of her hot, wet insides, the friction echoing marvelously through her veins.  She was trying not to dig into him too much with her nails, tried to just press her fingers into his shoulders, but he felt so amazing she forgot to worry about it.  She pushed her hips up at him getting some of the harder thrusts she wanted but he countered her by slowing.  “Please!” she begged.

            Travis smiled to himself.  “Easy angel.”  He stopped for a second and chuckled when she squirmed.  He kissed her mouth, deep and promising.  His groin burned and screamed at him for stopping.  When he started moving again she looked at him with wild, hungry eyes, like she was the vampire.  “Close your eyes, Samantha,” he whispered.  When she obeyed he continued.  “Now concentrate.  Don’t think. Just feel.  Let your mind center around how it feels.”

            Sam forced everything from her mind but him.  She thought about the friction, the heat, how he slid in and out of her tight, wet body, how he touched her insides deep, gentle, steady.  She could barely catch her breath.  The electricity was a constant.  It was growing.  She felt herself melting.  The heat was searing and ferocious.  Travis’ cool skin was icy hot, the perfect contrast.  She didn’t know how it could have ever felt any better than it already had, but it did.  She focused on what his body was doing to hers, how her body was responding to his.  She zeroed in on his strength, his gentleness, how steady and determined he was, how this was for her.  His whole body was hard, veins prominent everywhere.  She ran her hands over his chest down his arms, her eyes still closed.  He was denying himself so that she could blow into a million pieces again.

            He watched her exploring.  Her face was suddenly focused and with her closer attention, came the deeper awareness of what was happening in her body.  He wanted her to remember this moment.  When she had to leave, when he was gone, he needed her to remember this, how good they were together.  She had changed him, pulled him back from hell.  All he wanted was for her to be safe.  He would die making that happen.  But first he wanted to make her feel every ounce of love he had for her.  She was close now and he could feel her body growing more rigid beneath him, her gasps coming quicker, her whimpers more desperate.  He reached down between them, between her legs to stroke her, to get her to the edge and finally grant her release.  Her moan shattered the air within seconds and he let himself come with her.  It was intense and beautiful and perfect, her arms and legs wrapped around him as they shuddered and moaned, gasping for air, shaking the bed, their souls colliding, the universe collapsing.  The waves crashed over them again and again, until they couldn’t breathe, until Sam felt like her heart would also explode.  She crashed so hard, fell so far, tears of extreme bliss slid down her face and disappeared onto the bed.

            Travis held her close when she fell asleep.  She was exhausted so he lay quietly beside her.  He was dreading the morning but didn’t know what else to do.  He had to send her away.  He had to make her safe.  But he was pretty sure he wouldn’t survive long without her.  He would fight though.  He would fight until his last breath.

            Sam’s stomach growled loudly when she woke the next morning.  “Can you get me some sort of coffee and maybe a danish?”

            Travis was up and dressed in seconds.  “Anything special for coffee?”

            Sam smiled at him pretending there was no goodbye looming between them.  “No.  I just need some caffeine.”  He came to her and kissed her.  She couldn’t help but notice that again his eyes were really his eyes.  They were not scary or sinister like that first night.  They were Travis.  She didn’t say anything, just watched him go, wondering what it meant, but knowing that it really didn’t matter.  Soon she would not be able to see those eyes anymore.

            Travis watched a plane take off, the screaming engines loud as it flew into the sky over his head.  He was distracted as he crossed the street to the little coffee shop and ordered Sam a latte to go.  He breathed in the scent of the beans and cream, warm and rich.  It smelled so good.  It was strange.  Human food and drink hadn’t appealed to him since his transformation.  So he ordered himself one as well.

            Sam ate her danish and drank her coffee slowly.  She was trying to make these last few moments last.   She was sad, but at the same time she found herself grateful.  It was true she was losing him again.  It was true that her heart was breaking and all she wanted was for him to come with her.  She was fighting with herself so she wouldn’t break down and beg him to buy another ticket as they passed the counters at the airport.  But she thought of the last couple of days and even with all the fear, they had been two of the best days of her life.  When Travis had gone missing, when the authorities had given up looking for him, she had thought she had lost him forever.  And she hadn’t even been able to tell him goodbye.  She looked at him now, his cool hand in hers, as they waited for her flight to be called.  He was so beautiful!  She realized that she had been given the opportunity most people never got.  She had been given a second chance, a chance to be with him again and a chance to say her goodbye.

            Her heart stuttered when her flight was finally called.  It wasn’t enough time!  But she stood and picked up her bag, Travis walking with her to the check point.  It was hard to meet his eyes but she did.  There was so much to say.  She wanted to pour out her heart to him.  But her time was up.

            “I’m sorry, Samantha.  I’m sorry I couldn’t be stronger for you.  I’m sorry it has to be this way.”  He sighed.  “I’m sorry I ever left you in California.  I’m sorry we will never have the happy ending we were both looking forward to.”

            She couldn’t leave him feeling guilty.  It wasn’t his fault.  Things in life happened that they couldn’t control.  “Don’t be sorry.  You didn’t ask for this.”  She touched his cool face and thought of the good things.  “We have been given a rare and precious gift.  So many don’t get to say goodbye.”  She smiled and it was genuine.  “I would not give back one minute of the time we got to spend together.  Not in California.  And not even the last couple of days.  You will always be the love of my life.  Until my last breath you will be the love in my heart.  I understand why I have to go.  And I understand why you can’t come.  It’s just hard.”  Her lips trembled and her eyes watered, but she held back the tears not wanting to make this harder than it had to be.

            Travis reached for her then and pulled her into a tender hug.  She lifted her face to his and he kissed her with everything good he still had inside.  What she said made sense.  They should treasure this moment, not be saddened by it.  They’d been given the chance for closure.  “I love you, Sam.  Please be happy.  Please have a good life.  Knowing you are living your life free and happy will make it easier for me.”

            Sam rubbed her face against his shoulder, the tears spilling over.  She lied.  “I promise I will.”

He let her go then, shoving his hands in his pockets so he would not reach for her again.  He pressed his lips together still tasting her there, still feeling the pressure of their kiss.  He watched her take a ragged breath and then step though the check point.

            There was no going back.  It was the hardest step she had ever had to take, but she was through and it really was over.  She closed her eyes for a second and images flooded her mind of a beautiful surfer boy, tanned and toned and laughing in the hot California sun.  She smiled to herself.  Every second had been worth it.  And even the sad goodbye had been worth it.  When she opened her eyes he was gone like she knew he would be.  She swallowed the lump in her throat and started for the plane that would take her to the rest of her life.

            She left believing love was always worth the price.  It was beautiful.  It was tragic.  And it had been worth every second.

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          She stared into his cold black eyes in disbelief and fear.  She was sure it was him, but he was not the same.  His beautiful tanned skin was now pale and almost glowed in the bright moonlight.  His eyes, always friendly and blue, the color of the summer sky, were empty blackness that glared at her dangerously and with no color at all.  He’d preferred khaki shorts and flip flops and comfortable tee shirts.  He was a California boy!  He was kissed by the sun and always happy.  But now he wore a cold sneer and his pants and shirt were black.  He had black boots and a long, dark trench coat that flapped in the wind.  He’d been tall and handsome and just plain beautiful.  But he was crouching, poised like he was ready to strike, to tear her to shreds.  He was still beautiful though.  He was terrifyingly beautiful.  She’d finally found Travis.

            Her heart was pounding in her chest from the realization that after all these months she had actually found him!  But at the same time it raced in fear, like nothing she’d ever known.  There was truth in the old folk tales of what roamed the Transylvanian forests at night.  She hadn’t believed it.  But even though she was staring at her boyfriend of five years, who had been backpacking across Europe before he had disappeared, this was not her Travis.  This was something else.  Something she never thought possible.  His gleaming white teeth proved it.  He was a vampire.

            Her journey had been long and frustrating, filled with tears and hope and then more frustration.  She’d started in Portugal and traveled all the way across Europe, his trail so cold it chilled her body as she wondered if he truly was gone forever.  She had an eight by ten picture and a list of places he had told her he was visiting.  There were clues like his credit card path.  He had called her a couple of times a week, when he reached a place where there was phone service.  But where he was traveling, in the woods, in the country, to experience the real life these people in foreign countries lived, there was not a reliable way to communicate back home to California.  He’d been in Hungry the last time he had called.  He was supposed to be cutting through Romania next, the last leg of his trip.  He was excited to see Transylvania and prove to everyone that there were no such things as vampires and werewolves and things that went bump in the night.  He’d wanted to see Dracula’s castle and explore the forests and mountains of the beautiful countryside.

            Almost two weeks went by before she’d really started to panic.  She had known even before he left that there was something she didn’t like about this trip.  But it was his dream.  So she’d kissed him goodbye and kept her mouth shut, just thinking about the torture she would suffer over the next four lonely months of his trip.

            When she reported him missing search parties were dispatched immediately to find an American lost while traveling.  After several more weeks the dogs had found his campsite in the Transylvanian forest at the foot of the mountains.  His tent had still been up, his back pack sitting next to a log, near a circle where a campfire had burned weeks before.  Nothing was damaged or stolen.  But they had found a few drops of blood, maybe from a cut, that had matched his DNA.  At first they thought he was just lost, maybe he had been looking for firewood and had not been able to find his way back.  It was highly unlikely that he was actually lost with his military background, but there was nothing to suggest foul play or even an animal mauling.  They searched the woods for days and came up with nothing.  And strange things were beginning to happen.  Attacks.  The search parties felt a sinister presence and when the first man disappeared without a trace, only a bloody shoe being found, the search had been abandoned.

            She had been crushed.  She felt her world imploding.  She felt hopeless and on the edge of losing it.  With no family to tie her down she made up her mind to say goodbye to her friends and take hers and his entire life savings and head to Europe herself.  Her friends had begged her not to go.  It was too dangerous and after all this time he had to be dead or he would have called.  But she wasn’t ready to give up.  There was a great disturbance in her soul.  Something was definitely wrong, but she was sure she would have felt it if he were dead.

            She was very meticulous; trying to pick up anything the authorities had missed.  But there was nothing new, no renewed hope, only disappointment and despair so close she felt she might drown if she let it pull her down.  It was where his campsite had been that she had completely lost it.  She’d lain on the dirt where she thought they might have found his blood and she had cried like a lost and wounded animal.  The day had faded and she’d slowly collected herself and finally started back towards where she knew the closest village was.  She was angry with herself for staying in her misery for so long, because the shadows had crept in and stolen the sun.  She was still several miles away from her destination when she’d felt a presence that had her looking into the black shadows of the trees around her in fear.  She was alone in a strange, dark forest, vulnerable and suddenly terrified.  She’d blinked.  And he stood before her.  One second there was no one, the next a pale man in black, looking at her with murderous black eyes.  Her heart had stopped.  Her nightmare come to life.  But then she recognized his face.  He was shockingly familiar and foreign all at once.  Her heart kicked into overdrive and nearly exploded in shock.

            She shivered as the wind picked up, whipping her long, blond hair into her face.  Her body ached as she stood frozen, locked in his sinister glare.  And then she started to cry.  Hot tears rolled down her cold cheeks and a soft sob escaped her mouth.  She watched as a crazy, frightening grin curled his lips.  He was enjoying her pain!

            “Travis,” she whispered as she cried.  “What happened to you?”

            He was confused suddenly.  She was not crying for her own life.  She was crying for someone else?  He slowly stood from his crouch and looked at her curiously.  Maybe there were others out here with her!  His dark eyes scanned the surrounding forest.  More blood!  But he didn’t sense anyone else.  “Who is Travis?”

            That stopped her crying.  She drew in a surprised breath.  It was not a monster’s voice that spoke to her.  It was Travis’, just darker, lower.  “You are.”

            He looked at her skeptically.

            “Don’t you remember?”  The thought that he’d forgotten her, their life, their love, it broke her heart.  How did he not know her?!

            He moved towards her now.  There was no one else here.  She was just trying to delay the inevitable.  He walked right up to her and took her throat in his hand.  He closed his eyes and breathed in her scent.  Her blood was intoxicating and it called to him, while in his hand he felt her tremble.  His mouth watered to taste her.  She was easy prey out here in the forest by herself.  There would be no one that would hear her scream.  It was almost too easy.  He enjoyed the chase.  It was slightly disappointing that she did not struggle, but he would take it.  He would never turn down thick, rich, human blood.

            He opened his eyes and when he looked at her he was confused again.  Her fear was gone, almost as if his touch had eased her dread.  What he saw in her was sadness.  “Aren’t you scared?” he asked her surprised.

            “Only because we can no longer be together.”  Her tears started to slide down her face again, her green eyes unable to look at anything but him.  She felt him tighten his grip until she could barely breathe, his skin cold against hers.  She was sure it was with her last breath when she whispered, “I love you, Travis.  And I forgive you.”  She closed her eyes and waited for the bite.

            He was going to kill her!  He was going to rip her throat out and suck her dry and kill her!  And she forgave him?  He blinked, his black eyes foggy for an instant, and then he looked at her again.  “Sam?”

            She opened her eyes, dizzy from lack of oxygen, and in the moonlight she could see he looked perplexed.  The black of his eyes seemed to get smaller and she could now see gray irises.  They were not blue, but they were far from the terrifying black holes that had held her captive so far.  His grip loosened and a look of shock and horror crossed his face.

            “I almost killed you!  I almost killed you, Sam!  Why did you come here?”  Somehow her words had brought his mind back from the evil, dark place it had been dwelling.  For months now all he could think about was fresh, hot blood.  It consumed him and controlled him to the point where he could think of nothing else.

            “Why did I come?”  He knew her!  Travis knew her!  “You disappeared!  They thought you were dead!  But I knew!  I knew you weren’t dead!  I had to find you!  I can’t live without you, Travis!  I love you!”

            She’d said those words again and they shot to his cold, unbeating heart.  She was becoming clearer, he was becoming clearer.  What they had been together was becoming clearer.  When he looked at her now he was torn.  He remembered their life.  He could see her laughing on a hot beach, stretched out in the sun next to him.  He could hear his own voice laughing with her.  They were happy.  They were safe.  But then the darkness pressed in again and the memory began to fade.  He could still hear her heart beating, pumping blood through her veins, calling his name.  He wanted her blood.  But how could he kill her?  It was Sam!

            “What happened to you?”  She pleaded this time.  “Where did you go?”

            He shook his head, sad.  He told her he remembered camping.  He remembered being happy, fulfilling his lifelong dream to backpack across Europe and knowing that Sam understood.  But it was almost time to go home and he remembered being even happier that in a couple of short weeks he would soon be with her again.  And then he was going to surprise her.  He was going to ask her to marry him.

Sam gasped but said nothing, silent tears flowing from her eyes.

He remembered hearing noises in the forest.  And suddenly they were there, three of them, females, in their dark clothes watching him from the other side of the campfire.  He didn’t know where they had come from.  There was nothing out here in this part of the forest.  They were all breathtakingly beautiful, but he was terrified.  Their cold empty eyes looking at him with a hunger he’d never seen.  He heard them debating.  He was too beautiful to destroy.  Why not make him one of them?  A new playmate!  How fun!  The moment he knew he would die he’d been thinking of her.  He was heartbroken because she would never know what happened to him.  He longed to see her face, to feel her lips on his.

            They surrounded him, one on each wrist, one at his neck.  They were too strong for him to fight off.  And then there was searing pain.  It echoed in his mind even now.  Everything went black.  There was no Travis, no Sam, no California, no sunshine or ocean waves.  Just darkness.

            He hunted by moonlight because the sun hurt his eyes, dropping on unsuspecting people who were alone or in pairs.  It was easy and thirst quenching.  In the back of his mind he knew this was unnatural, evil, wrong, but he couldn’t stop himself.  His thirst was too great, driving him mad.

            The three vampiresses watched him.  They were waiting for him to satisfy his blood lust so that they could use him to satisfy their own needs.  He had no interest in them at all and hated them for what they had done to him.  They began to follow him, taunting him, teasing him.  They made him angry as they badgered him, trying to lure him in so they could do unthinkable things to him.  He couldn’t remember Sam, couldn’t remember love, but something would not allow him to follow them and fill their every desire.

There was a confrontation.  They grew weary of waiting for him.  They were frustrated and impatient and they came after him with venom.  They were going to destroy him if he would not fuck them.  The forest shook with the attack, but he was younger, stronger.  When it was over he was the only one left standing.  They were no longer undead.  They were just dead.

            “I’ve been wandering aimlessly since then.  A night creature cursed to crave the blood of undeserving victims.”  He sounded ashamed, but also resolved, like there was nothing he could do to change it.  He looked at Sam looking back at him like she knew him.  And he was sad again.

            He let go of her and made himself back away.  When she took a step to follow him he held up a pale hand.  “You have to go.”  His voice was sad, not dangerous.

            Sam wasn’t sure what to say.  The crazed, hungry look in his eyes had faded.  It was still there but faded.  She wasn’t leaving.  “I just found you.  I can’t leave you.”

            He looked at her with an angry glare.  It was not sinister.  But he was angry with her.  “If you stay you will die.  I’m a monster!”  His voice was agonized now.  “I can’t kill you, Sam!  Please don’t let me kill you.”

            She didn’t care.  She was no longer afraid.  She would not leave.  Because a life without him meant nothing.  Even if he was the undead, even if he killed her and left her body dry and bloodless to rot on the forest floor, she couldn’t leave him.  She took another step towards him.  He was staring at the ground unable to move.  She knew he wanted her blood, and if he took it that was fine.  But she wanted something from him first.

            She stepped around his still outstretched hand and wrapped her warm arms around him.  “I will not leave you,” she whispered hugging him.  “Even if it means death.”

            “Nooo,” he moaned softly.  This was torture worse than the searing pain of the vampiresses’ bites.  He loved her too.  He remembered that now.  He knew what he would do to her if she stayed.  He couldn’t control it.  But as she held him close something inside him moved.  Something inside him felt her warmth against his cold body and for the first time in a long time he almost felt human.  Her warmth seeped into him, filled his lungs and his mind.  It tingled and felt good.  “Sam.”  His voice was light, soft.

            Sam heard her name on his lips and her insides began to swirl.  It wasn’t that he’d said her name.  He’d said it a few times now.  It was the way he said it.  A long time ago he’d said it that way many times before, always when they were alone when the heat was licking the edges of their world.  She lifted her head off his shoulder and risked a glance into his face.  What she saw was desire.  But it wasn’t the crazy bloodlust desire.  It was a much more natural, more primal desire.  She lifted her face to his so that she could feel his cold breath on her mouth, their lips centimeters apart.  “I need you,” she whispered.   “I’ve missed you.  I’ve been terrified I’d lost you forever.  But you’re here with me.  It means something.  Can’t you see that?  We were meant to be together.”

            Her fingers were warm on his cheek as she touched his face.  It felt so good, his thirst was subsiding, another hunger all together building.  The air from her lungs that touched his lips was hot and moist.  It reminded him of other things, beautiful things, things he suddenly wanted to do to her that did not involve killing her.

            “Remember me,” Sam whispered.  She kissed him then.  At first he didn’t move but slowly he seemed to be melting.  His mouth began to kiss her back, his hands slowly pulling her closer.  She felt her heart begin to race.  This is what she’d wanted, but she hadn’t actually thought he would respond this way.

            Travis needed her heat.  He needed to feel the life in her.  He wanted so bad to go back to the way it was before.  He was remembering everything now.  It was all clear.  He’d been living a nightmare for months without her, lost, alone.  He frightened himself.  He didn’t think she could save him, but for a moment he believed she could.  This place was cold and dark and unfamiliar.  It was foreign.  This life, or after life or whatever you wanted to call it, was not his own.

            He couldn’t get close enough to her then.  He had no desire to kill her anymore.  There was some power she had over him now.  “Sam, I’ve missed you too.”   He was scared this was a dream, that she would disappear any second.  He touched her hair, her face.  He kissed her eyes, her nose, her lips.  But he needed more.  He needed to feel her hot flesh surround him.  He was so cold and she was so warm.

            Sam felt like she was overheating the more hungry he became for her.  She felt a throbbing between her legs that made her tremble.  His skin was cool and felt good against hers.  She wondered what he would feel like inside.  She knew he was wondering the same thing, his breathing heavy, his mouth pressing against hers more desperately.  When he pulled her closer she felt him rock hard against her hip and she sucked in an excited breath.  Her voice begged him.  “Make love to me.”

            He didn’t feel so cold now.  He felt warm.  He was aching, throbbing to be with her.  And then she said the words.  She was begging him.  Inside he was begging her.

            She felt his hand at her throat and her breath was shallow.  He kissed along her jaw slowly moving down to her neck.  When he paused she wondered if it was over.  She waited.

            He couldn’t help but listen to the blood rushing through her jugular.  It no longer brought him tortured thoughts of her bloody death.  It meant she was alive.  He wanted to be alive.  He felt protective and was almost certain now that he could never harm her.  He would protect her forever.

            She pushed his trench coat off his shoulders.  He moved his arms so that the heavy leather slid to the ground with a thud.  Her fingers then reached for the buttons on his long sleeved shirt.  Once it was open she ran her hands over his cool chest.  She pressed her hot body against his bare skin and it soothed her.  But it wasn’t enough.  She moved back when he started to pull her sticky tee shirt over her head.

            He couldn’t help but groan against her mouth when her bare skin touched his skin.  He’d been so frozen for so long.  He was numb.  Her hot skin was amazing.  He groaned again when her hands unbuttoned his pants and slowly unzipped them.  She didn’t even bother taking them off, just found him with her hands.  He sucked in a breath as her hot hand wrapped around his hard dick and she slowly began to stroke him.

            He was the same but different.  He was familiar and new all at once.  Sam felt like she might burst into flames but for his cool skin.  She was still kissing him, stroking him, his beautiful dick part of the familiar.  She’d dreamt of this, craved this, all those nights she lay alone wondering what had happened to him.  She felt him pull away for a second and then she was swept up into his arms.

            He looked for somewhere to go, someplace that might be more comfortable for her.  He saw a fallen tree a few hundred yards in an opening near a stream.  The moon lit it like a spotlight, like it was welcoming them to such a beautiful place.  He picked her up, grabbed his coat from the ground and in seconds they were at the tree.  He laid his coat over the callused bark and now they faced each other, both straddling the log.

            He let her kiss his jaw, his neck his chest as her hands slid over his cock so soft, so wonderfully torturous.  He groaned again when her hot, wet tongue licked the hollow of his throat, her beautiful hands burning him up.

            She wanted to taste him, needed to suck his unbelievable, mouth watering dick.  She kissed all the way down his chest, over his rock hard abs and then slowly up his shaft.  She licked his tip swirling her tongue around, felt him stop breathing as she wrapped her lips around him, sliding him all the way to the back of her throat.

            “Aw, fuck!” he whispered.  He leaned back on his elbows and watched as her head bobbed over him, her lips gliding up and down his rock hard cock.  His eyes ate her up watching his thick dick disappear into her mouth, fire shooting through his body.  She was amazingly beautiful, her blond hair falling into her bright green eyes.  Her perfect mouth started to drive him towards insanity.  He listened to her lick and suck, her mouth and hand making him so hard it hurt.  She ran her tongue along his veins then plunged him deep to the back of her hot throat.  He closed his eyes when she continued to stroke him in her hand, moving her lips to his balls, licking, kissing, lightly sucking.  He held his breath again wondering if she knew how incredible that felt.

            Sam let him go when Travis sat up, shifting her, coaxing her gently onto her back.  He pulled off her sneakers and pants.  She lay on the log in only her pink bra and panties.  His eyes devoured her and then his cool hands touched her.  He moved closer to her and leaned down so he could kiss her throat.  His hands gently squeezed her breasts, his thumbs running over her nipples until they were hard.  He kissed them through her lacy bra and she arched her back, running her hands through his dark hair.  She could feel his dick, hard between her legs, only the sheer fabric of her panties separating them.  She thought she would die when he pulled her bra down and teased her with his tongue.  His mouth was cool like the rest of him and she shivered pleasantly.  She moaned unable to stay quiet any longer.

            He played with her a long time, rubbing his throbbing cock between her legs.  He could feel how damp her panties were and it blew his mind that even like this he could still make her want him.  He sucked her nipples gently, careful with his razor sharp teeth, loving how warm and soft her breasts were in his mouth.  And when she begged him to touch her as she moaned his name he did just that.

            Sam wanted to scream as Travis kissed all the way down her body, sliding her panties off in a slow torturous motion.  She gasped when his cool tongue licked between her legs and touched her clit, his even cooler fingers sliding along her slippery wet skin.  She felt herself begin to tremble as he licked her up and down stopping only to suck her juices that dripped down his chin.  Sam felt pressure beginning to build deep within.  She wanted sweet release.  God she’d missed him so much!  And here he was doing things to her…a vampire!  When his fingers slid inside she let out a whimper, wanting so much more.  His mouth, his lips, his tongue were making her tingle everywhere and she felt the rush building in her fingers and toes.  He pushed her higher, his fingers probing, sliding in and out of her body.  His cool skin was a complete contrast to her boiling blood and she was ready to explode.

            “Oh, god!”  He listened to her moan.  He felt her body shaking, her fingers wrapped tightly in his hair.   She was so close her moans grew louder and she shook harder as Travis continued to suck her hard clit.  She tasted so good, so much better than blood.  He ached to be inside her, his cock throbbing underneath him, but he wanted to see her come first.  He loved watching and hearing her come.

            Higher and higher he pushed her and all she could think about was him, what he was doing to her, how good it felt.  She moaned so loud she was waiting for someone to find them, but she couldn’t stop.  She was right there.  Right on the edge.  The dam was ready to break.  He slowed down but pushed harder, sucked harder, licked harder and then Sam felt herself shatter for him.  The flood gates broke open and she cried out in pure bliss, his mouth continuing to drive her mad, to break her over and over.  She dug her nails into his scalp as she continued to contract with one of the most intense orgasms she’d ever felt.  She wanted to claw the bark off the log, her voice far away in her own ears as she moaned in pure ecstasy.

            He wiped his face with his hand as he sat up watching Sam gulp in deep breaths of air.   Her beautiful, perfect breasts heaved and he couldn’t wait any longer.  He released her from her bra and moved off the log to shed the rest of his clothes before climbing back on.  He was surprised when she asked him to wait for just a second, but then he watched as her eyes moved from his to slowly scan the rest of his body.  He watched her smile when she made it to his massive, throbbing erection and then he moved between her legs.  Something happened to him when he slid inside her hot, soft and sweet body.  She was so pure and beautiful, so good in every sense of the word, he felt connected with that.  The horror of bloody murders, and evil dwelling in the dark night faded and he felt like maybe all wasn’t lost.  “Samantha, you feel so good.”

            Sam closed her eyes when Travis finally entered her.  They’d made love a thousand times a life time ago but this was different.  He felt better than anything she’d felt in her life.  She wanted to die right now with this feeling.  Because she knew that in the end there would be pain even if he tried to be quick with her kill.  She opened her eyes so that she could burn the image of him into her mind and was surprised by what she saw.  His expression took her breath away.  The Travis that she knew and loved was looking back at her.  His eyes were gray not blue, his skin so pale it was a bluish white in the moonlight not warm and tanned.  But it was her Travis none the less.  He moved in and out, his rhythm steady, his eyes sweet, not brooding.  He was not having sex with her, he really was making love.  The danger was gone and she was betting her life that he would never hurt her.

            Travis felt her warmth spreading through him.  He was connected to her, a part of her.  He couldn’t go back, but he could make himself better.  She was so hot, so wet he slid in and out easily, the deep need for release stirring his insides.  Before she had found him he’d felt dead and cold but her body and her love were bringing him back to life.  He couldn’t help but touch her.  He craved her warm skin under his.  He moved his hands from her hips up her sides to her beautiful, perfect breasts as they bounced back and forth.  She was magnificent!  When his hands reached her breasts she covered them with her own, holding him there as he thrust deep into her, his rock hard cock starting to bring her there again.  He listened to her sigh, watched the pleasure as it played across her face and this was his heaven.

            Already she could feel herself rising again.  It was her heat and his cool.  It was how wonderfully hard and huge his dick was.  It was the look of need and want on his face.  She held his hands over her breasts because the cool of his hands on them and the cool of his dick rubbing against her clit, driving deep inside her, felt better than even his mouth hand.  She began to softly moan again.  She closed her eyes.  “Travis?”  She whispered to him.

            “Hmm?” he answered.

            “Don’t ever stop loving me.”  She said it softly, pleading.

            “I will never stop loving you, Sam.  I am completely yours.”  He felt the stirring deep inside his balls and he grit his teeth to hold on.  He wanted to watch her come again, to see her face, to watch the pleasure rolling over her beautiful features.

            Sam didn’t think it could feel any better but she was wrong again.  His words brought her comfort and when she felt his cool lips on her neck, his hands moving to touch her face and stroke her hair, she forgot that he was a vampire.  There was no darkness, no hopelessness, no danger.  There was only Sam and Travis.  The wonderful friction between them, between her legs, had her body trembling again.

            Travis found her mouth, needing an even deeper connection with her.  He drove harder, faster, feeling her body start to tense and shake.  She was close and so was he.  “Come for me again, Sam.  Does it feel good?”  His words were spoken quietly against her sweet, warm lips.

            “So good,” she whispered back, her eyes still closed.

            He felt the warm air of her breath reach his lungs and it was all he could do to hold on.  He wrapped his arms around her to pull her body to his, her heat blazing against his skin.

            When he pulled her up Sam felt him hit her button.  She opened her mouth to suck in a breath and found Travis’ cool lips, his body melting into hers, his hard cock ready to explode rubbing her g spot.  “Baby…right…there!”  Her muscles tightened, seized and her brain exploded into stars again.  Her cry only reached her lips, his mouth covering hers.  He pounded into her harder and then she felt him break.  Vibrations of his own cry echoed against Sam’s mouth sending her higher as he continued to rub her g spot, his cool hard dick emptying inside her hot, wet body.  Her nails bit into the cool skin of his shoulders as she shook with another mind blowing, cock popping orgasm.  “So fucking amazing!” she finally breathed.

            Travis was breathing heavily, his head resting between Sam’s breasts, still inside her.  He was listening to her racing heart, listening to the rush of blood and he was scared.  He was waiting for the desire of her blood on his lips to return.  If it came he wondered if there was any way to control it.  But seconds passed and all her strong, beating heart brought him was comfort.  He listened to it erratically pumping blood through her arteries and veins, then start to slow and finally land on a beautiful melody as she came down from her high.  He could pick her singing heart out of millions if he had to.  Her hands roamed his hair.  It felt amazing that she wasn’t afraid of him, that she accepted him and loved him despite what he was and what he had done.  She wasn’t afraid to touch him.  He was at peace.  He was a vampire at peace and he couldn’t help but wonder if that had ever happened before.

            Sam didn’t want him to move.  She still felt the connection to him.  She wondered if his thirst would come back now that his other needs had been satisfied.  She almost didn’t care.  He could take her blood now.  Because she’d been able to be with him one last time.  It only made her sad because if he gave in, then they would no longer be.  They would never feel this again.  It would be over.  But the longer they lay there the more Sam realized that he wasn’t losing control.  Her heart was back to normal, her breathing normal and he was running his cool hand up and down her side, along the curve of her breast down to the curve of her hip and back again.  It was sweet.  It was soothing, something a lover would do, not a ravenous vampire.  But maybe that was the game.  Lure her in.  Make her feel safe and strike.

            He sighed turning his face to kiss the soft skin of her breast.  He just wanted to breathe her in and hold her there.  “How long has it been since I left home?”  Time had eluded him since his transformation.

            Sam felt a stab in her heart as she pictured those last days before he’d taken that flight, virtually out of her life.  “One year, two months and seventeen days.”

            That shocked Travis.  He sat up to study her face in the moonlight.  Did she look a year older?  His vampire eyes were very keen and between his memories and what he saw now, even in the dim light, he could see the very few, very subtle changes the normal human eyes could not see.  And yes, she did look a year older.  She’d lost a little more of her girlish features and he could see the maturity and beauty that came from aging into a woman.  “So you’re twenty five now.”

            Sam nodded.  “And you would have been twenty eight next month.”  She was sad.  She’d missed his birthday last year.  He’d been somewhere in Italy’s wine valleys.  He hadn’t even been able to call home that day.  The thought that it had been his last birthday brought tears to her eyes.  She saw him looking at her with distress but it was too much to hold her emotions in any longer.  She was sad for him.  But at the same time she was so happy she had found him.  Even if he was not the same.  He was still Travis.  She felt his cool hand wipe the streaks from her cheeks.

            “I’m so sorry Sam.  I was so selfish.”

            Sam didn’t want to make him feel guilty.  He’d seen a lot of bad things while in the marines.  He’d witnessed deaths of several close friends.  He’d come home after his contract was up and had given her two of the best years of her life.  It had been hard those first three while he was gone with the military.  But those last two had more than made up for it.  He’d given surfing lessons at the beach.  She’d taught yoga at the gym near their apartment a few blocks from the ocean.  They’d lived and laughed with friends.  Neither of them had family so they were each other’s family.  They’d made mad love and been each other’s world, both knowing that they would one day get married.  They were happy, content.  He’d given her everything she asked for and so much she didn’t even know she wanted.  But there was one last adventure he’d wanted to take.  How could she tell him no?  He deserved it.  And thinking about it now there was no way he could have guessed how it would turn out.  “Don’t be sorry.”  Her voice was soft.  She wanted to ease his mind.  “You didn’t know.”

            He watched as she sat up now and took his hand.  Her fingers were so warm on his skin he felt a thrill run through him.  At first he was amused when she began to exam his hand.  She ran her fingers over his, interlocking them and pulling away to lightly stroke his palm and then the back of his hand.  She touched his wrist where the veins were a light bluish purple.  She looked confused at the strange markings he bore there but she said nothing.  She lifted his wrist so she could kiss him there lightly.  Already he could feel his stirring desire for her rising again.  He watched, her fingers sliding up his forearm to his elbow and then to his muscular bicep.  Her gliding fingers left a trail of fire that lit his fuse.  Blood was the furthest thing from his mind.

            Sam wanted, needed to explore him.  She wanted to know him again.  His features had started to fade in her memory and she needed to identify with his body again.  There was so much that was new mixed with the familiar.  It was exhilarating and wonderful and she felt him shiver at her touch.  She grinned.  She could still get him.

            Travis sat frozen.  He didn’t want to disturb her.  He didn’t want her to stop.

            His body was magnificent.  He’d been fit and beautiful before.  But now he was a chiseled statue of perfection.  And he seemed stronger, muscles harder, breathtakingly beautiful.  “You are so familiar yet different.”

            He nodded thinking of how much more mature and beautiful she had become to him in the last year.  He knew the changes he’d gone through were much more drastic and were probably disconcerting.  For one thing, his heart had stopped beating.  He lowered his head, sad.

            “What?”  Sam felt him pulling away emotionally.

            He couldn’t say it, just laid his hand on his chest with his free hand.

            Sam swallowed the lump in her throat.  That had been in her thoughts as well.  It hurt to think that his heart no longer beat.  He’d always said it beat for her.  He couldn’t say that anymore.  But then she thought of what he had said to her before he had boarded his flight for Portugal.  “That is only your physical heart.  You told me when you left…”  She took a deep breath to steady her voice so that it wouldn’t crack.  She didn’t want him to hurt anymore.  “You told me that I had your heart.”

            Travis smiled then.  Her words brought him comfort with the memory.  “So my heart beats in you.”

            Sam was blown away by the smile Travis gave her.   How she’d missed that!  It was not scary, sadistic, crazy or even sad.  He was not the monster he thought he was.  She whispered then.  “I’ll keep it safe with me.  I’m never going to let it go.”

            It eased his mind.  If his soul was lost forever because of the horrible thing he had been turned into, he could live with that as long as Sam had his heart.  It made him want her close again.  He missed her lips.  Even though her hand still touched his arm he missed her body.  He moved closer to her and saw the fire still burning in her eyes.  He wanted to quench it, to satisfy it again.

            When he moved closer she could explore his body better.  She continued her trail up his arm and over his muscular shoulder.  She traced his collar bone and touched his cool throat, so odd that she felt no heartbeat, yet he sat in front of her breathing, responding to her touch.  She marveled at the power that seemed to surround him.  It was like he was indestructible.  She wondered if there was anything that could destroy a vampire besides themselves.  But then she remembered him telling her how he had destroyed his creators.  And then she saw the scars.  She hadn’t been looking before.  She’d been too wrapped up in her own desires.

            There was a mark on his neck like the one on his wrist that she had seen.  She touched it and it felt colder than the rest of his body.  Looking closer she could see it was the perfect shape of a bite mark.  She picked up his wrist and looking closer she saw the mark there was the same.  She checked his other wrist and found it also bore the teeth marks.  “Oh Travis.”  She wanted to cry again.  “It must have hurt so much.”

            “Yes.”  His voice was very soft.

            In the moonlight she looked at him again and saw other marks.  There were a few scars across his chest and a couple on his arms.  She touched those and found those just as cold as the bite marks.

            “From the battle,” he said quietly.  He watched her eyes travel across his body.  “When I killed the vampiresses.  They were strong.  I was very lucky.”  He hoped she wouldn’t look at his back.  It was much worse than what she could see now.

            She wanted to take it all away.  She wanted the sadness and hopelessness lifted from him.  She wanted her beautiful, happy, always smiling, never in a foul mood Travis back!  She did the only thing she could think of to ease his pain.  She took his cool face in her hands and looked into his strange, familiar eyes.  “Whatever happened while you were away, Travis…it doesn’t matter.  I will love you until I take my last breath and beyond.  I just wish I could take this all away and make you feel better.”

            “You do,” he answered.  “You do make me feel better.  I was in this thick black fog and now that you’re here, I might not be myself…the way I was before, but I feel like I can breathe again.  I remember.  I know you.  I know who I was.”  He slid his fingers into her hair and kissed her.  He needed to feel her surrounding him again.  Being near her dulled his thirst to almost nothing.  Making love to her, being connected to her made it disappear.  He felt normal, like he wasn’t a monster.

            Sam felt his hands moving through her hair, down her back to her butt.  He lifted her and pulled her to him.  She was dripping wet for him still and when he pulled her onto his lap she reached down to guide his recharged dick inside her.  She gasped when she slid down onto him, electricity vibrating her body.  She wrapped her arms and legs around him, kissing his mouth with a desperate hunger.  She would never get enough.  He felt so good she forgot she was in the woods in the middle of a Transylvanian forest.  She forgot that she was alone with a vampire.  She forgot she was miles away from the safety of a village where other humans dwelled.  She forgot she was naked in the middle of an open field, weak and vulnerable.  There was only him, only Travis.  There was only his mouth on hers, his hands caressing every inch of skin he could reach.  There was only his huge, beautiful cock moving in and out of her hot, wet body.  There was only his cool and her heat.  “Let’s never leave this moment,” she sighed against his lips.

            Travis couldn’t think.  He knew this was dangerous.  He knew he could kill her if he lost control.  He knew that they could be killed if anything else that crept in the shadows of these woods found them like this.  He couldn’t fight.  He was in no condition to defend them.  His senses were all tuned into her.  She felt amazing as her body stroked him.  He rocked with her in a beautiful rhythm that made him crave her more.  They were tangled together, fire and ice, melting into one another.

            “How does it feel?”  Sam was curious if it felt the same for him.  She didn’t know if it had just been so long or if he actually did feel better.  All she knew was that she could feel the waters rising deep inside again already.  Even when he’d been human he’d have to work to get her to come.  It was like he wasn’t even trying now.

            “You feel so amazing,” he answered her.  Amazing didn’t even begin to cover it.  There were no words that could describe how good she felt.  She surrounded his cold body and radiated warmth into every cell of his being.  He pressed his forehead to hers as they moved back and forth.  He listened to her heavy breathing, felt her body stiffening ever so slightly.  He loved the noises that were coming from her throat, involuntary, beautiful whimpers.  “You are so hot, so wet, so soft and perfect and amazing.”

            Sam felt her need for him multiply.  She couldn’t get close enough.  She picked up her rhythm, rocking faster, harder, needing to feel the stars exploding inside her again.  “Oh god, Travis.  I’ve missed you so much.”  Her voice was whiney, but she knew he loved it.  It meant he was making her feel good, doing his job.  He’d always liked the sounds of their love making. 

            He felt her lean back just a bit and he held her there.  Her moaning started again.  He knew he was touching her g spot deep inside.  He could feel after a few thrusts how much wetter she became now.  She bounced up and down on his hard dick easily.   He watched her beautiful, perfect breasts bounce with their rhythm.  But he couldn’t watch for long.  He had to touch her, to kiss her.  He leaned forward and covered her in kisses from her breasts to her throat.  He breathed in the smell of her again.  Her blood smelled sweet and he was amazed again that he no longer thirsted for it, by how it comforted him.  He touched her throat as she still rocked, felt her pulse.  It was almost like his pulse.  He closed his eyes and he could feel her in his mind, in his body, everywhere around him.  The word ‘angel’ popped into his mind.  That’s what she was.  She was his angel, his savior, his surrender.  In his world of suffocating darkness and despair she was the light that sent the shadows running in fear.  He opened his eyes expecting to see her wings, but what he saw still took his breath away.  She was magnificent, her skin shining in the moonlight with sweat, almost shining like a real angel would.  Her eyes were on him, full of questions at his expression.  He gave her a smile to ease her thoughts.  Because what he was thinking was not bad at all.  It was good.  She was good for him.  “Let it go,” he whispered to her.  “You’re so beautiful.  You feel so awesome.  Let it go, Sam.  Come for me, angel.”

            His smile sent a wonderful shock wave through her body.  His voice, the words he spoke brought her closer.  The waters were pushing up against the dam again, ready to break, lapping the edges.  Her body was beginning to tense with the looming thunder.  She felt Travis kick it up a notch to balance her movements.  He pushed her further, faster.  She could barely catch her breath.  Her fingers curled in the hair at the base of his neck, his dick thrusting inside her, just millimeters from the edge.

            He watched her mouth fall open, her eyes squeezed tight.  She broke hard and her cry echoed across the field.  He covered her mouth but continued to pound into her, her nails biting the back of his neck.  She moaned and gasped for air against his mouth, but she didn’t pull away.  Her gorgeous voice sent vibrations into his body that shook his insides.  He could feel her contracting around him, felt her juices flow over him, her heat almost too much.  He’d been so cold for so long he felt like he was burning up inside her.  But it felt awesome!

            Sam started to slow only because she was exhausted, but she felt Travis’ fingers pressing into her rear, helping her to move.  His voice begged her, “Don’t stop!”  She wanted him to feel good too, while aftershocks still rolled through her tired body.  He was so strong he lifted her rear up, pulling almost all the way out before letting her fall back onto his rock hard cock.  He did it over and over, she moved to help him, barely able to catch her breath with the blissful waves of ecstasy she still felt.

            He was right there.  Her body was dripping and steamy.  She helped him, moving up so that only his head remained inside before slamming her hips into his as he plunged deep into wet, soft flesh.  He wanted release so bad he could taste it.  The fire in her eyes told him she wanted to give it to him.  He felt her push him onto his back and he sucked in a breath as she began to ride him even harder.

            Her feet couldn’t touch the ground.  The tree was too big so she used her hips to rock back and forth.  In this position he was so deep it took her breath away and she still felt the lingering tingles of her last orgasm.  She placed her hands on his smooth cool chest to support herself and then watched his face.  His fingers held her thighs in a vice grip as he moved with her.  She watched emotions she couldn’t read play across his face, but the one she could pick out was pleasure.  She watched him grit his teeth and close his eyes.

            She felt so good and she pushed him so far he thought the eruption would kill him.  It was building up in his balls and he could feel it moving through his body like its own prowling, hungry, desperate animal.  He gripped her thighs as she rocked relentlessly and when he came he shuddered so hard he thought he might fall off the log.  The thunder ripped and rolled through his body, her heat burning him up in sweet release.  He groaned and shook uncontrollably as every last bit of pressure flowed from his body.  When it was over he felt her lean forward and kiss his mouth gently.  Her warm, heaving body felt soft and wonderful against his as he too caught his breath.  He enjoyed the feel of her weight on him and he wrapped his arms around her.

            Sam liked the way his cool thermostat helped bring her own temperature down.  It was strange, but it felt nice.  She listened to him breathing, pretended she heard his heart beating.  After a few short minutes though he began to move.

            Travis sat up, moving her with him.  He pulled his trench coat onto the ground next to the log and grabbed their clothes.  He pulled on his pants and threw his shirt on leaving it unbuttoned.  He then sat down next to the log and waited for her as she also pulled on her clothes.  He’d lost his mind for a few minutes as they’d made love out in the open.  But he could think more clearly now.  It wasn’t safe.  He then opened his arms for her to sit beside him in his arms.

            They were quiet for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s company after so many months and what could only be described as a lifetime, separated.  Sam felt like she was in Heaven unaware of the dangers that potentially were out there.  Travis tuned in his vampire senses to the forest around them and was satisfied for the moment that danger was not nearby.

            “Travis?”  She had to ask him the question.

            “Hmm?”  He stroked her soft, warm cheek.

            “Are you thirsty?”  Her voice was barely a whisper.  She felt him sigh.

            “Not for you.”

            “But for others?  Other people?”

            Travis frowned against the top of her head where his chin rested.  The answer was yes.  He was thirsty.  But it wasn’t uncontrollable which was new to him.  He thought of what that meant and what he felt like right now.  Sam was too good.  It was too much to hope that she really would stay with him, but he wanted to be better for her.  He wanted to block out the last few months of destruction and bloody death and be better for her.

            “Travis?”

            “For you, Sam…I would stop.”

            “You would stop?”  She was confused.

            “I would stop hunting.  I would do anything for you.”

            “But you would starve!”  She felt him shrug like it was no big deal.

            “Then this world would be a safer place.”

            Sam felt her heart break.  Was his situation really so hopeless?  Wasn’t there any other way?  “Please don’t talk like that.  There has to be some way to…to…”

            “To what?” he asked moving so he could see her face.  “I don’t want to be a murderer.  I don’t want to steal anymore lives.  I don’t know how you can still love me knowing what I was doing the last several months.”

            Sam hugged him harder trying to forget those awful truths, needing contact with his skin.  She moved as close to him as she could and breathed in the cool air that surrounded him.  “You couldn’t control it.  It wasn’t your fault.  You didn’t ask for this.”

            His arms circled her, needing her warmth, her comfort.  “You are too good Sam.  I hunt or I starve.  But I will not hunt because I love you too much.”

            Sam blinked, a stray tear escaping her eyes.  If he didn’t hunt, he would die, slowly starve to death.  Because of her.

            “Please don’t cry.”  It was his turn to plead with her.  He could feel her warm tears on his skin.  If his own heart had still been beating it would have broken.

            “How many people do you think you have killed?”  Sam couldn’t believe she asked the question.  Did she really want to know?

            “I don’t know.”  His voice was dark.

            “Was it you that killed the man that was looking for you?”

            Travis sighed not wanting to talk about it anymore.  But he supposed the questions would come eventually and she had a right to know what kind of monster he really was.  Maybe he could use this to somehow make her leave him, to go back to California and be safe.  “I honestly don’t know,” he finally answered.  “Probably, maybe…could be.  I had no sense of time and I wasn’t counting.  I didn’t see faces.  I only saw prey, smelled blood.  But there is more than just one monster out here.”  His eyes searched the tree line, listened to the darkness intently.  Nothing was close.  “People stay away from the forests of Transylvania for a reason.  I was one stupid foreigner who thought he knew it all.  Now look at me.  You’re lucky that it was me that found you.”

            Sam knew there must be other vampires out it those dark woods.  But she hadn’t really thought about it before.  She shivered.  It was odd to think that the world in dark fairy tales was real.  But she couldn’t make herself be afraid.  She felt safe with Travis’ arms around her.  “How many of you are there?”

            She hadn’t meant to, but that stung.  How many of YOU?  Travis winced.  “I don’t know.  Too many to count.”

            “Are they just here?  Or are they every where?”  She wanted to ask if they were home.  But she didn’t think she would like the answer.

            “Vampires are everywhere.”  His voice was calm, reserved, like it was a natural part of the world.  “They are bolder here because this is the place they were born.  Where it all started.  There is tradition and superstition.  In other places…like America…it isn’t as common and the vampires are more cautious.  But they’re out there.  Many of the unsolved disappearances or violent murders that can’t be explained are vampire activity.”

            Sam was in awe.  It was hard to believe.  But it made sense.  She was relieved to find, however, that this did not change her feelings for him in the least.  She still loved him, still felt safe with him.  He wasn’t just some manic vampire.  Maybe he had been for a little while, but she hadn’t seen it and could not imagine him that way.  She was sure in her heart that he would not go back to that.  She pretended that she couldn’t be wrong.  But her thoughts betrayed her.  What if he did go back to killing?  Could she still love him?  She wasn’t fool enough to believe that she could live with that.  It would bother her.  It would drive them apart.  It would break her heart and it would probably kill her.  But if he didn’t, if he stopped, he would die.  “I just want to be with you.  I just want to stay like this.”  And then a thought came to her that scared her and thrilled her all at once.  They could be together.  They could stay like this.  And what he did wouldn’t matter.

            He felt it the second the thought flashed through her mind.  He’d felt her stop breathing for a second and her heart had stuttered with excitement.  It nearly killed him knowing what she was about to say.

            “Travis…”  She turned her face to look into his new eyes, eyes that were different yet familiar to her.  “Make me like you.”

            He closed his eyes and wished that he could die then.  If only those bitches had killed him instead.  Sam would be able to move on with her life and maybe fall in love again and be happy.  He didn’t know what to do.  If he starved he would have to watch her be miserable until he was gone.  He would send her away but he knew for sure she would not go.  He could kill her and be done with it, but as much as he had wanted to before she had awakened him, he knew he didn’t have the strength to do it now.  He would die for her first.  The only other option was to change her.  But how could he do that?  How could he curse his beloved Sam like that!  There was nothing but pain and murder and blood soaked rampages if he did that to her.  Yes they would be together.  And that made him want to do it more than anything.  They would be free to wander and explore together, to live eternally together.  But how could he turn Sam?  How could he stop her sweet, kind, beautiful beating heart?  She wasn’t thinking about the bad.  She was only thinking about being with him.

            But as long as she was human she was in danger.  The humans had no idea what lurked in the dark.  Here…in America…all around the world.  And it was more than just vampires.  There was a dark and wicked world that lived in the black shadows of night.

            He looked at his beautiful Samantha as she waited patiently for him to say something.  He looked into her breathtaking, warm, green eyes and saw the good in her.  There wasn’t enough of that in the world anymore.

            Sam watched Travis debating, struggling in his head.  She knew it was a lot to ask.  She knew it would hurt him to do it.  But in the end they would be able to be together forever and it wouldn’t matter what they did because she would be a vampire too.

            He looked at her and sighed.  “What if I kill you?  I don’t know if I can stop after I taste your blood.”

            Sam shook her head.  “You won’t kill me.”  She was sure of this now.  “And even if you do…then at least we had this.”  She held his cool hand to her warm cheek.  “And at least it was you.  Just know that if you can’t stop, if you do kill me…I love you and I forgive you.”

            That made up his mind.

            Sam’s heart sped up when he gently turned her chin up with his hand.  His fingers glided down her throat almost like he was measuring the flow of blood.  She shivered when his cool lips touched her neck.  He kissed a trail across her skin to where her jugular lay just below the surface.

            “I love you Sam,” he murmured against her throat.

            She drew in a breath, felt his razor sharp teeth on her skin and closed her eyes…

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            It was her routine to jog through the park early Saturday mornings.  She’d done it for years to get through the park and back home before the tourists and crowds came and filled the shaded sidewalks.  But one Saturday she’d been late.  She’d  found herself there with the rest of New York City and she’d been annoyed with herself and angry for most of her jog until she’d passed the fields where a group of guys were playing touch football.  It had been a hot day, the sun high in the sky.  They had their shirts off and their bodies had glistened with sweat in the sunshine.  She was in her mid twenties, unattached and she enjoyed some eye candy on occasion.  She’d smirked to herself as she slowed her pace and watched them, pleased by their masculine bodies all dirty and muscular.

            But it was his laughter that had pulled her eyes from the mass of gorgeous flesh to his face.  She’d nearly tripped at his brilliant blue eyes that she could see even at this distance.  And his smile…it did something to her.  She felt her insides stir and a deep want start to growl in her belly.  His smile, that flash of white teeth and his deep rolling laugh as he slapped his buddies on their shoulders and backs, made her wish she could tackle him.

            She made her way to some of the benches not far from where they were playing and pretended to tie her shoe and take a rest.  In reality she was out of breath but it wasn’t from her jog.  She sat watching the good natured horse play and found herself smiling when he smiled.  He was the picture of perfection, his male physic told her he worked out often and paid attention to what he ate.  He cared about his health.  This made him even more attractive to her.  If she wasn’t watching his mouth or eyes, laughing and smiling, she was watching his muscles ripple beneath his stretched skin.  Her fingers itched to touch him.  Even though he was covered in dirt from all the goofing around and wrestling on the ground for the football, she wanted him just the way he was!

            She’d made herself get up and leave after a few minutes so that he wouldn’t see her staring at him.  But the following Saturday she found herself moving a little slower in the morning so that she ended up in the park around the same time as the week before.  And there he was; horsing around with his friends, his torso bare and streaked with dirt.  And every Saturday for the next month was the same.

            This week she just couldn’t get up and leave until the very end.  He’d consumed every single spare moment of thought that she’d had all week.  And she just couldn’t seem to move when she saw the game was ending and the guys were going to start leaving.  She felt her heart racing, wanting so badly for him to notice…her breath caught and her heart stopped.  While saying goodbye to his friends he’d looked up and had caught her gaze.  He smiled, his eyes looking right into hers.  He saved her from instant death when he broke their gaze to wave at the last of his buddies, her heart restarting.  And then he started towards her.  It was then that she noticed a duffle bag on the bleachers a few tiers down from her, a red shirt thrown on top.

            He walked towards her, the sun lighting up his tanned, toned skin.  He stopped in front of the bleachers and squinted in the sun, grinning at the beautiful girl he’d seen watching him the last few weeks.  He could feel her eyes on him, knew it was him that she was watching.  At first he’d thought maybe she knew him.  But after wracking his brain he knew that they’d never met.  Her face was unfamiliar, but gorgeous and he’d started to fantasize about the mysterious woman in the park watching him.  He grabbed a towel from his bag and started to wipe the sweat from his chest.  He was slightly surprised by the look of hunger in her bright green eyes.  With her watching so close he felt blood beginning to divert south.  He was intrigued and curious, incredibly turned on.  Without a single word she had his full attention.

            “You like football?”  He didn’t know what else to say.

            Her heart leapt at his warm voice.  It did things to her.  But she calmed herself enough to play it cool.  “Not particularly.”  She watched him raise an eyebrow and she couldn’t help but laugh.

            There was no mistaking the fire in her eyes.  Was it that simple?  He hadn’t thrown her any of his lines or even said more than three words to her.  He had a feeling she wasn’t like any other woman he’d met.  He figured it was worth a shot.  “I have an entire Saturday afternoon with nothing to do.  Maybe you can change that.”

            Was this really happening?  She felt her clit throb with just the thought.  He had such a mouth watering body!  She was dying to see what he was hiding in his khaki shorts.  “I think we could find something to occupy you for the day…”  She smirked and brushed her long, dark pony tail off her shoulder.

            He swallowed.  She looked like she was ready to eat him.  He felt himself starting to rise and he threw on his shirt and picked up his bag.  He then held his dirty hand out to her.  He watched her get up and quickly take it.

            On the way to his apartment they made small talk.  He was twenty six and worked construction.  He made good money as there was always some type of building going on in the colossal city.  She understood his hard muscles now.  He told her he didn’t work out too much anymore, his job kept him in shape.

            She in turn told him she was twenty five and an executive assistant at an advertising company.

            “No boyfriend?”  he asked.

            “No time,” she answered.

            He nodded as the subway car swayed back and forth.  “You prefer filling your Saturday afternoons with strange guys?”

            She laughed.  “I’ve actually never done this before.”  She glanced at him.  “I mean…I’ve had a couple of one night stands…but never anything quite like this.”

            They were at his stop and they stood.  They headed up the subway steps to the city street and then walked a couple of short blocks down a pretty tree lined city street in Greenwich village.  His apartment was in a beautiful brownstone that very much resembled Carrie Bradshaw’s in Sex And The City.  It made her feel even more adventurous thinking of how she was living a life that resembled some of the characters from one of her favorite shows.

            They stopped in his kitchen and he dropped his bag on the floor near the door.  He opened the frig and pulled out a couple of bottles of water.  He handed one to her and leaned back against his counter as he twisted the top off and gulped half his bottle while never taking his eyes off her.

            Damn she was fine!  Her dark brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail.  Her face was gorgeous with her intelligent green eyes so bright, her high cheek bones and knock out smile.  Her tee shirt hid a pair of tits he was dying to see, to touch, to suck on.  Her legs were long in her short shorts, her figure perfect in every way.  He wanted to rip her clothes off but he didn’t want to move too fast for her either.  He was still in awe that this was real, that she was here and he wondered if she might come to her senses and change her mind.

            She sipped her water as he guzzled his and she could see him admiring her body from head to toe.  She was nervous but what made her tremble was not fear, it was lust.  She took the few steps to him and set her water on the counter behind him.  She pressed her body against his, watched him set his half empty bottle down.  She moved her fingers under the lower part of his red tee shirt and slid her hands along the warm skin of his waist to his lower back.  She moved her hands lower, down the back of his shorts and curled her fingers into the flesh of his ass.  He moved forward a little and she could feel his reaction as he began to harden against her hip.

            “I’m covered in dirt.  Don’t you want me to jump in the shower first?”  His voice was breathless and husky.

            She shook her head no as she leaned towards his mouth, grinding her hips into his and listening to his breath catch as hers sped up.  “I want you inside me, dirty boy.  Don’t make me wait.”  When her lips touched his, fire lit her insides and it raged beneath her skin.  She ground her hips against his, in awe of what she could feel.  His arms were around her now, pulling her closer as he groaned against her mouth while she pressed against his now rock hard dick.

            Her hands moved to the front of his shorts now and she nearly ripped off the button, prying them open.  She pushed them and his boxers down far enough for her to get her hands on him and she felt his breath catch against her lips.  She wrapped the fingers of one hand around his cock while moving her other hand underneath to play with his balls.  She started to stoke him lightly feeling him harden even more.  She watched him as his eyes lowered to watch her hands and what they were doing to him.  His shirt was in the way so he pulled it over his head, throwing it to the floor for a better view.  She played with his big, gorgeous dick and balls for a few minutes until he began to pull up her shirt.  She didn’t think her sports bra was very sexy but it didn’t matter much as he pulled it down, her plump, perky breasts now exposed.  He ran his hands over them, pinching her hardening nipples lightly.  She felt electricity shoot between her thighs as he played with her, her fingers once again stroking him.

            He was in awe that this beautiful girl, a stranger was so open and ready.  He was even more in awe when she looked at him and licked her lips before lowering herself to her knees.  He grinned watching her stare at his cock with a ravenous hunger.  She was going to devour him and he knew it was going to feel good.  He leaned back, his elbows on the counter, bracing himself for the pleasure that was about to overtake his body.  He watched as she continued to stroke him, lowering her mouth to first lick his balls.  An involuntary groan escaped his throat as her warm, soft but firm tongue sent him into the clouds as she swirled it across the sensitive skin of his sac.

            She sucked one ball lightly, moving her tongue back and forth before releasing it and moving on to the next.  She slowly moved her hand up and down his rock, hard shaft.  She could see him watch her for a few minutes before closing his eyes and leaning his head back as her mouth took him to a faraway place.  His muscles were tense already and she could feel a few drops of pre cum on the head of his cock.  She wanted to taste its salty goodness and so she slowly slid her tongue over his balls and up his shaft, pausing at the underside of his tip to play in the sensitive area there.  She felt his cock pulse several times as she licked and sucked the head.  She swirled her tongue around letting her saliva run down his shaft before she finally wrapped her lips around him and let him slide into her mouth.

            “Aw fuck!” he breathed.

            She pushed her face towards him driving him deep until he touched the back of her throat.  She felt his hand in her hair.

            “Aw fuck!” he said louder as she started to fuck his cock faster with her gorgeous mouth.  He moved his hips slightly, loving the way her wet lips glided across his rock hard dick.  He could feel the pressure as she sucked, felt her tongue dancing around his sensitive skin.  When she didn’t object to his movement he pushed himself upright from the counter and curled his fingers in her hair moving his hips as well as her head so that he was lightly fucking her beautiful face.  She looked up at him, her eyes filled with fire and he felt a jolt of electricity in his balls.

            She loved giving blow jobs.  She loved sucking a man’s huge, hard cock, feeling his pulse on her lips, playing with his balls until he exploded in her mouth.  But today she wanted more.  She let him fuck her face, felt herself getting wet, her body tense, sensing his enjoyment and pleasure.  But she wanted this hot stranger to touch her!  Thinking about it had her own hand moving down her body to her shorts, unbuttoning them and her fingers finding their way between her wet lower lips.

            When he saw her beginning to touch herself he took her wrist and pulled her up.  He backed her up the his small kitchen table, only a few steps away, and leaned into her, kissing her swollen mouth, his hands running over her beautiful tits, circling her hard nipples with his thumbs.  He felt her gasp lightly and he moved his hands over all of her curves, down her sides, over her hips, pushing her back so that she sat on the edge of the table.  He pulled at her shorts until they were on the floor, stepping out of his own.  He moved between her legs, wrapping his arms around her, leaning into her and pulling her body to his as he kissed her.  His cock was sandwiched between them and he could feel the soft cotton fabric of her pink panties.  He moved his hips, desperate to feel the friction, wanting to tease her.  He knew it was working as she moved her hips with his, her nails biting lightly into his shoulder, a small moan vibrating her lips against his.

            She felt him lay her down and pull his arms from around her.  His mouth kissed her neck, his lips brushing her skin lightly until he was at her breasts.  He rolled her erect nipple under his tongue, his hand playing with the opposite.  She whimpered and sucked in a breath as fire scorched her veins.  Her clit was throbbing and she knew her panties were drenched.  She writhed beneath him as he slowly worked his way down her belly.  The stubble on his face tickled and felt erotic all at once and she watched as he pulled one of his chairs over to sit in, while at the same time pulling her panties down her thighs.  A wicked grin popped onto her face as she realized she was lying on his kitchen table and he was about to eat her.

            He kissed and sucked her outer lips lightly, teasing her as his hands caressed her sides and over the soft skin of her abdomen.  He listened to her whimpering, her breath catching as she writhed on his kitchen table.  She was more gorgeous with her clothes off then she’d been with them on.  Her body called to him and his dick throbbed between his legs.  He liked how bare and smooth she was but for a small landing strip of dark hair, soft and neatly trimmed.  He let his fingers glide over it and felt her shiver with anticipation.  He kissed along her thigh now as he parted her lips with his fingers.  Every part of her was beautiful and her wonderful female aroma made his cock throb even harder.  She was absolutely dripping wet and he smiled a wolfish and hungry grin as he moved in to feast upon her hot, wet flesh.

            She felt her body rocket skyward the instant his tongue touched her.  “Oh fuck!”  She moaned in a drawn out breath.  She opened her legs wider for him, planting her feet on the edge of the table.  He licked and flicked his tongue all the way up and down her pussy, slurping and sucking her juices.  He circled his tongue over her clit before closing his lips around the hard little bud and sucking lightly.  She moaned again, her fingers entangled in his dark hair, gripping the edge of the table with her other hand.  He played with her, bringing her so close to the edge before backing down to make her wait.  He tongue fucked her while he rubbed her clit so lightly it was barely a feather touch.  But she felt it all and was very close to begging him to make her cum.  He moved lower then and his movements were tentative now.  It was almost like he’d been building up to this moment as his tongue moved closer to her ass hole.  He seemed to be gauging her reactions now, but she was so lost in the moment she was ready to let him do anything he wanted.  There were very few things on her “will not do” list.  She was thrilled that he was willing to play in such a taboo area.  She loved it!  “Mmm!  Fuck yes!”  She coaxed him on as he circled her ass hole with his tongue before licking his finger and playing gently.  The sensations that came from these nerve endings were intense and wonderful all at once.  She felt him loop his arm around her leg to reach between her legs and he started to rub her clit as he gently pushed his finger into her ass hole.  He then leaned forward to tongue fuck her again.  Her muscles were so tight she knew she was going to feel this tomorrow and all the stimulation in different areas had her right on the edge again.  This time she was not going to let him stop.  “God that feels so good!  Don’t stop.  Make me cum!”

            He felt her body shaking, her muscles were locked, her breasts heaved as she gasped for air.  Her moans and whimpers were higher pitched and more desperate.  He felt her nails biting into his scalp.  He licked and fingered and probed and her body froze.  He grinned and felt the rush of energy as she exploded on his kitchen table, shaking and gasping, moaning and sweating, her insides contracting as she writhed in mind and body blowing ecstasy.  And to his delight he felt her gush intoxicating liquid on his tongue and down his hand.  She was gorgeous and magnificent and he continued to lick her and finger her until she couldn’t take it anymore and  she shoved him away.

            For a second she lay there gasping for air thinking she might black out.  Her body still trembled and waves of her earth shattering orgasm still rolled through her body.  She felt sticky against his table but she couldn’t move.  She was so glad he was patient.  She actually didn’t feel him near her or see him as her eyes were still closed.  Finally she opened her eyes and took a slow deep breath.  She looked down her body and found him with a grin, watching her, slowly stroking his dick as he waited for her to recover.  She slowly pushed herself up and got up from the table.  “Holy mother fuck!”  She smiled at him.

            “Feel good?”  He asked already knowing the answer.

            She took the step between them so that she stood between his legs as he sat in the chair.  Her tits were at his eye level and she watched him as he stared at them.  “Not as good as it will feel to cum all over your big, hard dick.”  His eyes shifted to hers and he was smiling at her again.  She leaned down to kiss him, tasting her own flavor on his mouth, her fingers running through his hair as he continued to stroke himself.  “Mind if I take a seat?” she asked with her mouth still pressed against his.

            “By all means,” he answered breathlessly.

            She lifted her legs over both of his so that she was straddling him and then slowly lowered herself into his lap.  She took his dick from his hand and guided him to her opening.  She pressed the head of his cock slowly inside, watching his face as her hot flesh began to surround him.  His hands were on her thighs and his fingers pressed into her a little harder as she slowly sank her body over his, letting him slide inside with painful slowness, until every inch of him was buried deep inside her, dripping, hot pussy.  His eyes were blazing and his mouth hung open as she sat still for a few seconds, torturing him.  His fingers bit into her flesh, begging her to move and she laughed wickedly but finally started to rock her hips.

            He watched as her beautiful body fucked him slow and steady.  He could see his dick shine with her juices and the image just turned him on more.  She felt so good he just couldn’t keep his hands off her.  He ran his fingers softly up her hips and over her sides, along the curve of her mouth watering breasts.  He circled her hard nipples with his thumbs and then squeezed them gently.  He was rewarded with a soft moan.  He kissed her neck as he fondled her and felt her erratic heartbeat and breath.  He felt her arms curl around him and she pressed her body closer, her hot skin against his hot sticky skin.  He kissed up her neck and along her jaw until he met her sweet mouth.  He felt her push him back as she rolled her hips faster, her feet on the floor for leverage.  “Fuck!” he whispered as she pushed him quickly towards the edge.  He had to concentrate, shift his focus from himself onto her.  She was panting hard with soft whimpers escaping her lips as she held him close.  He could feel her body tightening again and knew if he waited long enough she would cum all over his dick.  “Cum for me again, baby girl.”  He was surprised when she stopped rocking and pulled away from him.

            She wanted nothing more than to cum again, only this time with his dick deep inside her.  “Get on the floor,” she ordered.  She wanted to ride him into oblivion and knew that being on top of him, his dick would rub her g spot until she detonated.  She watched him move quickly from the chair to the floor and for a second she admired his beautiful, fit body, toned and tanned, shiny with sweat and streaked with dirt.  She stood over him feeling powerful and she sent him a wicked grin as her hand slid down her belly as the other began to fondle her left breast.  Her fingers dove into her dripping, hot folds as she began to circle her clit and she lifted her tit so she could lick her nipple.  “Stroke your dick.”

            He lay on the cool kitchen floor and gazed at her in awe.  God she was so hot!  And so naughty!  He was beginning to really like her!  He could do nothing but give her what she wanted.  He wrapped his fingers around his dick, still wet with her juices and started to stroke it.  Fire shot through his body to his balls as he watched her bite her lip and moan.  He stared ravenously at her fingers as she rubbed herself, her body started to tremble.  She had her eyes closed now as she touched herself, giving him a beautiful, heart pounding show.  But suddenly her greens eyes were on him and she lowered herself, straddling him, taking his dick into her hand and sliding him into her pussy.  He groaned involuntarily as she started to rock her hips, the friction and heat scorching and blissful beyond words.

            “Oh fuck yeah!” he growled watching her gorgeous, perfect tits bounce over him.  He had to touch them and tease them.  She was driving him crazy with her slow steady motion and he had the sudden urge to fuck the shit out of her…hard.  He grabbed her arms and pulled her down, bringing her amazing tits to his mouth.  She was still moving, still fucking him slowly.  He moved his hands to her ass as he continued to suck on her nipples.  He then braced his feet on the floor for leverage as he started thrusting up into at an intense speed that satisfied his crazy lust.  He squeezed the flesh of her ass as he fucked her fast and hard, his balls bouncing against her.  He moved his hands from her ass to wrap them around her waist and he thrust at her with a ravenous fury.

            She had her mouth open as she gasped for air.  She felt the power and need as he drove into her, pounding her pussy with his huge, hard cock, sending her into the clouds as he rubbed her g spot perfectly.  He had his hands around her waist, holding her close as he grunted and groaned, his balls slapping against her ass, his dick rock hard and thick.  She was so close she could barely breathe.  Her entire body tingled and sparked, teetering on the edge.  She had her eyes closed tight, concentrated on that warm, vibrating feeling deep inside that was ready for release.  He grabbed her arms then and pinned them to her back.  She laid on him completely helpless, completely his as he thrust at her so deep and fast she was racing towards the edge now.  She felt herself begin to fall.  She stopped breathing for a second as the wind in her mind stilled.  And then she exploded.  She cried out, loud as she struggled to catch her breath.  Her body spasmed hard on top of him and she shuddered over and over, her moans continuing as he pounded her convulsing pussy relentlessly.  She wanted to brace herself, to hold herself up, but he kept a firm grip on her arms and wave after wave continued to roll like thunder through her body.

            Again he was amazed by how beautiful she was as she climaxed over him.  Her face was filled with the pain of pleasure, her cries and moans sending shivers to his cock.  He could feel her warm liquid gush from her body, on his dick, down his balls.  He was right there, so hard, so  ready.  He drove into her as fast and deep as he could, letting go of her arms and gripping her ass again.  Her cries and loud moans continued and he listened to her gasping for breath.  “Aw, yes, baby girl.  Fuck, you feel so good!  You ready for me?”

            “God yes!”  She moaned.  She opened her eyes and looked down at him.  She touched his face with her hand and began to thrust her hips back against him, the loud slapping of skin hitting skin echoing in the kitchen.  “Come on dirty boy…” she coaxed with a wicked grim.  “I wanna feel your cock come deep inside me!”

            He felt the warmth burning on tip of his dick, felt the stirring deep in his balls.  His muscles ache, his brain was swirling.  The extra friction, her hips slamming into his had his heart nearly bursting.  His balls were tight.  All he wanted was to cum.  His next thrust burst the gates and the one after exploded the flood.  He felt his cock erupt, blasting his cum deep inside her hot, wet, soft pussy.  He groaned as she continued to slam her hips against him, drawing more and more from his spasming dick until her body sucked out every last drop.  She then collapsed on top of him and they lay on the floor panting and sweaty in a sticky puddle of their combined fluids.

            After a few minutes she moved off him to lie on the cool floor.  She sighed with her eyes closed, not realizing that she was smiling.

            “That what you had in mind?” he asked her, grinning when he saw her smiling.

            “What I had in mind?”  She opened her green eyes to look at him.

            “When you stopped and sat on the bleachers the last few Saturdays watching me?  That what you had in mind when you imagined fucking me?”

            Her smile grew.  “Reality is always better than the imagination when it comes to sex.”  She felt him laugh.  “I’d rather be fucked by a hot, hard stud than finger myself any day.  Especially when multiple orgasms are involved.”

            He turned his blue eyes towards her again, his brain imagining her touching herself, not just giving him a show, but actually giving herself pleasure.  The image had his now flaccid dick start to harden again.  “It would be nice to have something to do on Saturdays…”

            She smirked.  Was that an invitation?  She decided to play it cool.  “My Saturday’s are usually not so wide open.”  She waited for him to say something but he didn’t.  She ran her fingers down his chest towards his semi hard dick.  “But I wouldn’t mind rearranging some things.  I am quite fond of multiple orgasms.”

            He rolled to his side so that he leaned over her, his dick growing harder as she wrapped her fingers around him.  “Sounds like a pretty good weekend to me.”

            Saturday’s for the forseeable future scheduled…they spent the rest of the first one in his bed.

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           She saw him from across the bar, and she’d spent the evening making eye contact with him and sending him warm smiles.  He’d been watching her all night.  She’d felt his eyes.  He was handsome and sexy with short dark hair and five o’clock shadow.  He had a strong jaw and a make your insides melt smile.  He wore a dark suit, but his tie was loose and the top button of his light blue shirt was open.  He looked relaxed as he sucked down a couple of beers while chatting with a male friend or coworker, but every few minutes or so she could see his eyes drift to her.

            It was all she could do to play it cool and sit with her girlfriends on this Friday night, behaving herself, being a lady, sending out all the right signals that would pull him her way.  She licked her lips and touched her hair, smiling, laughing, sending him inviting glances.  She crossed and uncrossed her legs in her short black dress, trying not to fidget, trying so hard to sit still and pay attention to what her friends were laughing about.  But the moment she’d seen him not more than an hour ago she had immediately felt her inner fires start to burn and all she could think about what was what he would look like without his suit.  Her mind had her dripping with desire, imagining his rock hard cock pointed right at her, throbbing as he waited for her to take him in her mouth and slowly suck the sweet juices from his smooth, tight balls.

            “Earth to Kaitlyn!”  She jumped when one of her friends snapped their fingers in her face.  She nearly exploded on her stool when she saw him laugh lightly and wink at her before she ripped her eyes from him.  She looked at Laura.

            “What?  Sorry.”

            “Who are you looking…”  Laura followed the direction of her girl friend’s gaze.  “Oh my fuckalicious hottie!”  Laura grinned.  “You’ve been flirting with mister tie me up and tie me down over there?  Oh, girl!”

            Kaitlyn sipped her Chardonnay glancing to see him still watching her and then turning back to Laura.  “Relax,” she said to her friend.  “You’ll scare him away.”

            “Oh my god!” Laura breathed.

            “What?”  Kaitlyn asked.

            “He’s coming over here!”

            Kaitlyn felt her insides dance and the four other women she was having drinks with at the table all watched slack jawed as the drop dead gorgeous, greek god made his way towards them.

            “Good evening ladies.  How are we on this fine Friday night?”

            They all sat stunned to silence for a moment before Kaitlyn managed to collect herself to answer him.  “Very well, thank you.  How about yourself?”

            “Been a long work week.  Glad it’s finally over.  Hoping to spend the weekend relieving stress and just chillin’.”

            Relieve stress!  I’ll fuck the stress right out of your body!  Kaitlyn gave him her best smile.  “Sounds like a lovely plan.  I hope to do something similar.”

            He gave her a pleased smile.  Her heart skipped a beat and she could feel the dampness between her legs.  “Maybe I can buy your friends a drink as an apology.”

            Kaitlyn tilted her head, her long blond hair falling into her eyes.  She brushed it behind her ear.  “An apology for what?”

            His grin widened.  She wondered if she was soaking the stool beneath her.  “For stealing you away from them.”

            She stopped breathing for a second as she looked at Laura whose mouth was agape but grinning.  She decided to play with him just a bit.  “I’m not sure I want to be stolen.”  She watched him raise an eyebrow but his confident smile never left his face.  He was very close to her now, so close that she reached for his silky tie and let it slide through her fingers.  “Are you as good as you look?” she finally asked, giving him her most smoldering gaze.

            He leaned closer to her, their faces only inches apart.  She could feel the heat from his body and she could now see the color of his eyes, steel grey with flecks of gold.  His voice was deep and husky and full of the promise for mind blowing, body shaking ecstasy.  “No.”  She was surprised by that.  “I’m better.”

            She heard her friends gasp and giggle and her clit throbbed with his answer.  God he was arrogant.  But she loved it.  It was all she could do to keep her voice steady, with him so close and promising so much.  She looked straight into his expecting eyes.  “Drinks for the girls it is.”

            She watched as he waved at the bar tender who nodded at him and then he held his hand out to help her from her stool.  With her hand in his he smiled at her friends.  “Have a good night ladies.  I promise I’ll have her back in time for work Monday morning.”  They stared at him shocked and she sent them all a happy smile as he led her for the front door.

            So close to him, she could smell his faint cologne.  Everything about him she’d been admiring from so far away was magnified up close.  He was mouth wateringly gorgeous and her body trembled just at the thought of him touching her or her touching him.  She followed him with her hand in his, up the street and around the corner, a short cut through the alley which led  to the parking lot.  It was dark and empty and she wasn’t surprised when he stopped in the shadows to turn to her and press her against the wall.

            His voice dripped with lust and need.  “I have been hard since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

            She sucked in a breath as he leaned into her, his lips centimeters from hers, his full on erection pressing against her hip.  She thought about how long it had been since she’d first seen him…an hour and a half maybe?  She felt the corners of her mouth curve up.  “You’ve practiced exceptional self control if you’ve been hard that long.”  She gasped as he pressed into her harder and what she felt made her whimper.  God she wanted him!

            “That’s only the beginning.”  She knew from his tone that this was a promise.  But she couldn’t think anymore as his lips touched hers and they were suddenly locked in a desperate kiss of passion and desire.

            “Oh god!” she whispered loudly as his lips left hers and moved down her neck.  His hands were everywhere, squeezing her breasts and sending shock waves to her core, moving down her sides and over her hips.  Her arms were around his neck and he kissed her ear and the soft skin below it.  She gasped for air and moaned softly when his hands slid down her legs and began to pull her dress slowly up her thighs.  He pulled it over her hips exposing her lacey thong.  She could feel his hot breath on her neck and heard him growl low when he slid his fingers between the fabric and her skin.  But then he stopped.

            “Do you want me to touch you?” he asked already knowing her answer.

            “Yes!”  She hissed back.

            “Here in the alley?  We could get caught.”  There was laughter in his voice.

            “I don’t care!”

            She bit her lip trying to stifle her moan when his fingers slid into her dripping wet flesh.  She dug her nails into his shoulder, gripping his suit coat as he probed and kissed her neck.  She leaned her head back against the brick wall and closed her eyes as he circled her clit, her body ablaze and trembling.  He then slid his fingers down to bury them deep in her hot, tight hole.  She felt him pressing against the front wall inside her pussy as he searched for the spongy, swollen patch that was her g spot.  It took him a few seconds but when he hit it she nearly climbed the walls of the alley.  “Right there!” she moaned.

            She was already shaking and she didn’t think it could feel any better when he started to lower himself in front of her until he was on his knees.  He pulled his fingers from her to push her legs further apart.  He wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her hips down to his face and then he began to devour her, sucking her juices as they ran down his face, his tongue licking her clit like it was the sweetest of candy.

            She had one hand against the wall for support, the other on the top of his head and she could barely breathe as his mouth sent fireworks streaming through her body.  She gasped and moaned softly, trying to stifle the noise incase someone walked by the alley and heard her.  He was driving her to madness, his mouth sucking, licking, flicking, circling, probing.  He moved his entire head, as he ate her, but he was also moving her hips with his arms, pulling her down, making her ride his face.  Her legs were shaking so hard she knew if he wasn’t supporting her she would fall.  He fucked her hole with his tongue and then slid it up to her clit.  He took her sensitive bud into his mouth and sucked gently until she was squirming, moaning and gasping for air, begging him to finish her.

            “Fuck!”  she breathed.  “Fuck!  Oh fuck!  Make me come!”

            He groaned, still sucking her clit and the vibrations of his voice made her explode in sheer bliss.  She let out a cry that echoed through the alley, but she couldn’t help it.  She shook hard above him, both hands on his head trying to push him away, her orgasm so intense it hurt.  He moved his mouth faster, made her grind her hips on his face harder as she cried out over and over.  She thought she was going to black out, the blinking stars behind her eyelids were bright.  She’d never come that fast or hard ever and her entire body shook.

            Finally he released her and as he stood up he wiped his dripping face with his sleeve.  He leaned into her again to help hold her up as she caught her breath.  But she could feel his throbbing dick against her hip.  She shivered knowing how good he would feel buried deep inside her cunt as it still lightly spasmed with contractions.  The thought of him fucking her with the massive erection she could feel made her contract harder.  She pushed him slightly back so she could see his face.  “Fuck me,” she pleaded.  “Fuck me hard.”  She reached to touch him through his slacks and she watched him close his eyes and draw a breath.  She started to stroke him as she kissed his jaw, her free hand pulling his belt through the buckle.  “Fuck me,” she demanded a little louder.

            He opened his eyes and they were filled with a blazing fire.  He reached to unbutton and unzip his pants and she turned her body to face the wall.  She pulled her dress higher so that it was over her ass.  She was proud of her ass.  She watched over her shoulder as he reached to squeeze her hard flesh before pulling her thong to the side.  He took his huge cock in his hand and used it to tease her, sliding his head up and down her drenched slit before stopping at her tight hole.  She was breathless with anticipation, her fingers pressed hard against the wall.  “Fuck me, please!” she begged.

            He drove into her slow at first, each stroke pushing deeper.  She moaned as he filled her up and stretched her.  Her insides shook and spasmed with aftershocks of her orgasm.  He started to pick up speed fucking her harder and she began to move her hips to meet him.  She felt his hands running over her ass and lower back as he fucked her.  She glanced back and could see he was watching his dick as he thrust in and out of her, covered in her glistening juices.  She grinned when she heard his voice.

            “Aw, fuck yes!”   He kept his quick deep rhythm tilting his head to watch from a different angle.

            She felt herself starting to tremble again.  His huge, hard cock stroked her deep inside and felt so good she could barely breathe.  She was gasping and lightly moaning, whimpering because he just felt too good to stay quiet.  She felt him push her forward so he could move closer to her.  His hands were suddenly at her breasts and he pulled the neckline of her dress down, pulling her bra with it and exposing her hard nipples.  He slowed down just slightly as he played, pinching her sensitive nipples, squeezing her firm, round tits.  She whimpered as she felt every inch of him slide in and out, his hands electrifying her skin.  She listened to his heavy breathing and knew he was enjoying this just as much as she was.

            After a few minutes of playing she felt his hands move down her sides and then grip her hips.  She braced herself with her hands still on the wall as he kicked it up a gear.  He drove into her harder and faster, his balls lightly slapping against her clit.  She moaned every time it happened as the pressure inside her began to build again.  “Oh god!” she whined.  Small cries escaped her throat with each thrust as she felt herself moving higher.  He was pounding into her now, his breath fast and heavy.  She could hear throaty growls of pleasure in his throat and it made her crazy with lust.  “Make me come again!” she pleaded.  Her entire body was shaking now and she was very close.  She felt him lean over her again, not stopping or slowing his rhythm at all.  He placed one hand next to hers on the wall and slid the other one between her legs to rub her clit.

            A small cry escaped her lips.  Everything felt so good it was almost too much to take.  She reached down to grab his wrist but he was relentless as he pounding her from behind and stroked her until she couldn’t breathe.  “Fuck!”  Her voice was only a whisper, because there was no air in her lungs.  Her insides simply exploded as his dick rubbed against her g spot and his fingers played her clit like a pro.  Her entire body jerked as she shuddered with blissful fireworks through every cell of her body.  He had to hold her up as she came over and over, his dick still driving into her.  She felt the rush of liquid from her female ejaculation and her moan was so loud it echoed off the alley walls.  She gasped for air as blinking black stars lit up the night behind her eyelids and she thought her heart was going to pound right out of her chest.

            Her body was so sensitive she could feel his dick becoming super rock hard as he neared his end.  Her insides still convulsed around his cock coaxing him to come, wanting to milk every last drop of cum he had.  He groaned lightly with every stroke now.  He pulled his hand from between her legs and gripped her hips as he fucked her as fast and hard as he could.  He rocked into her, plunging so deep she could feel him touching her cervix.  She was still coming with her own orgasm when his fingers bit painfully into her hips and he let out a cry of release.  She felt him explode inside her and his movements were more labored.  She wondered what it felt like for a man’s balls to explode, sending hot cum through his dick and having it shoot from the head and deep into a woman’s cunt.  He drove into her a few more times before nearly collapsing, leaning into her against the wall for support.  She listened to him trying to catch his breath as her pussy still spasmed lightly with echoes of the pleasure she’d just experienced.

            After a few short minutes he stood up to collect himself.  As he zipped his pants she pulled her dress back over her tits and then down her hips.  She wondered what was next.  Had he gotten what he needed so they’d head their separate ways now?

            “Damn girl!  I needed that!”  He closed the few steps between them and had her backed up to the wall.  He ran the back of his hand down her cheek and continued all the way down her body.  She shivered and he grinned.  “Ready to go someplace more comfortable so we can make it last a bit longer?”

            She didn’t know his name, where he lived, what he did for a living or anything about him, but her answer was yes!  The one and only thing she did know…come Monday morning when she was sitting at her cubicle doing boring office work like any other day, her memory would be flooded with awesome visions of what this weekend held, and her body was going to be amazingly sore.

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             When Shaylynn woke up it was dark.  She lay there for a minute completely disoriented.  Had everything been a dream?  But she was naked under her covers and the insides of her lips were slightly raw.  She could also smell Brenden’s bodywash on her.  She glanced over at her clock.  It was only ten o’clock.  Great!  Now I’ll never sleep tonight and I have class in the morning!

                She knew she was alone.  She felt it.  The silence was loud.  Her stomach rumbled then and she decided like it or not, she would have to emerge from her room sometime and possibly face Brenden.  She was scared, but she knew there was no way around it.  She pulled on her comfy tee shirt and another fresh pair of panties, slipped into her fuzzy warm slippers and left her room.

                Down the hall she could see the blue light of the TV on in the living room.  Her heart beat faster.  What would she say to him?  Would they still be able to be friends and roommates?  The thought of losing him over sex would haunt her forever.  But she was pretty sure she couldn’t just forget what happened and go back to the way things were, the endless parade of girls that he brought home and she could hear getting fucked one room away.  Before she knew it she was at the end of the hall.

                “Hey.”  Brenden greeted her like normal.

                Shaylynn stopped in the doorway.  “Hey.”  She was so scared and nervous she was suddenly not hungry.  She wanted to throw up.

                “I was gonna order some pizza but I can’t.”

                “You can’t?”  Shaylynn’s brain was slow and she was overwhelmed with anxiety.

                “Nope.”  Brenden pointed out the window trying not to stare at Shaylynn’s mile long legs.  “Go look out the window.”

                Shaylynn turned to look through the kitchen to her left.  It was dark but the street lights illuminated the swirling snow that was still falling.  There was no traffic on the city streets and it looked like a white out.  She couldn’t even see the building across the street.  “Wow!”  She hadn’t known it was going to be this bad.  But with school and her nursing job at the hospital it was hard to pay attention to the news.

                “Yeah.  They weren’t expecting this much but there was a storm that was supposed to move off the coast and instead it headed north.  We’re getting it pretty good.  Not supposed to stop snowing into tomorrow night or early Friday morning.  Look at all the cancelations already.”  Brenden’s eyes were on the TV but he was still watching her gorgeous body in his peripheral.

                Shaylynn felt her nervousness starting to fade as Brenden treated her like he always did; nothing weird about him.  He was focusing on this crazy snow storm she’d been oblivious to.  She walked to the couch and picked up Pumba snuggling his fat tiger body to her own.  The cat yawned and began to purr loving the attention.  Shaylynn then sat down to watch the weather man pointing at a large blob on the screen that was a storm covering most of the north eastern United States.  She watched the rolling stream of local cancellations for tomorrow.  All classes at the college were already cancelled.  “Wow!  A day off!”  Shaylnn grinned.  She didn’t have to work tomorrow after school either.  It would be a true day off.  “What the hell am I going to do with myself?”  She felt Brenden laugh quietly beside her and she looked at him.  He gave her a sly grin.

                Brenden felt his heart pounding.  His dick was also coming to life.  She was too cute, too sexy, to irresistible anymore.  He’d been denying himself for years, since he’d first started to like girls, for most of his life.  But now that he had literally tasted her, now that she’d allowed him to touch her most intimate, beautiful parts, he just couldn’t keep his mind away from her.  He was dying to feel himself surrounded by her gorgeous body.  When she looked at him he knew she was reading his thoughts.

                Shaylynn’s breath caught as his blue eyes gazed into her hazel eyes.  He was looking at her with hunger.  He wanted her.  For real.  It’s what she had been waiting for for so long.  Even after everything they’d done this afternoon she felt shy and suddenly self conscious.  Her eyes fell from his eyes to his mouth.  He hadn’t kissed her yet…not for real.  He’d kissed parts of her, but her mouth longed for his.  She didn’t want just sex.  She wanted more.  She’d always wanted more.  Pumba was squirming now so she set him on the floor.  She could barely breathe as Brenden reached for her arm to pull her closer.

                “I think we can find something to do.”  His voice was a growl.

                Shaylynn was instantly wet.  His hand on her arm, pulling her close to him, sent her heart and her hormones into overdrive.  His face was inches from hers and she could hear his quick excited breath.  His hand was now on the small of her back, holding her close to him, her chest pressed against his side.  His eyes fell to her mouth as well.  But he didn’t kiss her yet.

                “Shay,” he whispered.  “Tell me what you want.”

                Shaylynn wasn’t sure what to say.  Did he want dirty talk?  Instructions?  Permission?  Only one thought popped into her head.  “Kiss me, Brenden.”  The words were barely from her mouth and his lips were touching hers.  She felt his hands move to her face, his thumbs gently running over her cheeks.  She was floored by how passionate and beautiful the moment was.  She’d always imagined a rabid, hungry animal much less eloquent than this.  His lips moved with hers parting slightly.  She felt his soft, yet strong tongue touch hers lightly.  And suddenly the fires raged within her.  She sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck.  She pushed him back, her lips still locked in a temperature raising kiss and she moved herself into his lap, straddling him as he leaned back against the couch.  She felt his intake of breath as she ground her hips into his hard dick through his shorts and her insides quivered at the thought of him between her legs.

                His intention was to be gentle and slow with her, to make sure she really wanted this.  But she was like a wild cat, beautiful and dangerous.  He’d always seen glimpses of this side of her, but that was it.  He couldn’t help it as the words slipped from his mouth.  “I have wanted you for longer than you can imagine.”

                This stopped Shaylynn short.  Her heart was still racing, her breath quick and heavy.  “Then why didn’t you say so?”

                Brenden shook his head.  “I didn’t think I had a chance.”

                “Are you kidding me?!  You’re the one with the endless revolving door of blonde hotties to your bedroom!”

                Brenden looked straight into her sparkling hazel eyes.  “You’re so smart and funny and down to earth.  You’re my best friend.  I didn’t think you’d want me this way.”

                “Oh my god, Brenden!”  Shaylynn laughed a little crazy.  “We’ve been so stupid!  Since the day my hormones kicked in I just wanted to be with you!”  She could hear the weather man talking about the storm in the background.  She wanted it to snow forever, as long as she could be with Brenden.

                Brenden reached up to brush her dark locks of hair from her face.  She looked shocked and relieved all at once, much like he felt.  “God you’re beautiful!”  He couldn’t believe she was sitting here in his lap, her body pressed against his.  Her body making him ache and throb.  She moved and he sucked in a breath.  He watched her grin, wicked and gorgeous all at once.  He wrapped his hand in her hair behind her head and gently pulled her head back exposing her neck.  She giggled until his lips kissed the soft skin of her throat, lightly nipping, teasing her.  He felt her sigh and moan lightly.  Her fingers tightened in his hair and on his shoulder.

                With his mouth sending the flames in her body higher, Shaylynn could barely breathe.  She knew she was moaning, but she didn’t care.  She knew she was wet and probably soaking another pair of panties, but she didn’t care.  She felt an intense need to feel his skin against hers with nothing between them and she began to pull at his tee shirt to get it over his head.  He stopped kissing her just long enough to let her pull it free and then his lips were on her neck again.

                She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his back, holding him close to her as he kissed her neck and throat.  She could feel him rock hard pressed between her legs and her insides throbbed for him.  She pulled her tee shirt quickly over her head and moaned as Brenden immediately started to suck one nipple while playing and pinching the other.  She ran her fingers through his hair and whimpered as his tongue and lips drove her mad.  She was aching, dripping and she couldn’t take it anymore.  “Brenden I need you!”  She whined.  “Please fuck me!”

                Brenden’s dick pulsed as she said the words.  God she was so beautiful!  And she was giving herself to him!  He’d never thought it possible.  And she was begging him to fuck her!  It was all he wanted to do!  He reached down to pull his throbbing dick from his mesh shorts and pulled her soaked panties to one side as she raised her hips.  He watched with hunger as he guided himself between her legs.  He glanced up to find she was watching too.  It drove him even crazier that she wanted to see him disappear into her body.  He slid his fingers through her hot, slippery, wet flesh, moving his dick to her pussy opening.  He was about to ask her if she was sure when her mouth was suddenly on his and she lowered her body onto him.  He felt the intense heat and soft flesh give way as her pussy swallowed him up.  It was his turn to moan.  She felt so amazing!  As she began to move her body up and down Brenden felt himself completely consumed by her fire.  “Fuck you feel so good!”

                Shaylynn lost her breath when she let herself sink into his lap, his beautiful hard cock sliding into her welcoming body.  She needed the friction, craved to feel him moving in and out.  She kissed him, hungry to feel even more connected with him.  His bare chest against her breasts was so warm and she could feel his pounding heart beating.  His gasping breaths against her mouth increased her excitement and his moans that matched hers made her clit throb.

                Each time she rose and fell Brenden felt like his dick was on fire.  She was so fucking hot!  Her body so smoking!  She was so wet for him he felt her juices running down his balls.  But he was getting annoyed with his shorts and her underwear.  “Take of your underwear.”  He said to her.  Once she was off him he whipped off his shorts and moved himself so he was on the edge of the couch so that he was almost lying down.  He stroked his wet cock as he watched her step out of her soaked panties.  She then came back to him, straddling him and taking his dick from his hand to guide him back to her sweet paradise once again.

                She lowered herself back onto him again, his thick, hard cock stretching her, touching all the right spots deep inside.  She could use the floor for leverage now that he was on the edge of the couch and she began to ride him hard, her hands on his chest for support.  She closed her eyes and concentrated on how good he felt, how fireworks were popping through her veins already.  She could barely catch her breath as each time she came down on him a burst of beautiful sensations vibrated her pussy.  After a few minutes she felt him pulling on her arms.

                He wanted to be close to her.  He loved watching her gorgeous, perfect breasts bouncing in front of his face, but more than anything he wanted to fuck her hard, to make her come, to feel her insides spasm around his cock as he plunged deep into her amazing pussy.  Listening to her breath catch and her beautiful moans made him want to shatter her completely.  He pulled at her arms until she gave in and was lying in top of him.  She stopped moving as he kissed her.  But it was only a distraction as he took her hands into his and then wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms against her body.  She looked at him a little uncertain until he thrust up at her hard, driving deep into her body with amazing force.  He felt her gasp, then heard her moan, louder than before.  She struggled for a little bit, wanting her arms free and he pulled back and thrust into her again.  She stopped struggling and moaned.  He started a rhythm, slow at first, but deep and hard, holding her hands against her ass.  He started to move faster as she gasped for breath, whimpering and moaning.  He watched her mouth fall open and felt her body begin to tremble as he plunged his dick deep into her pussy over and over.  Despite the bitter cold and icy blizzard, outside Brenden felt himself sweating.  She was just so hot!

                Shaylynn had never been fucked like this before.  At first she wasn’t sure about it.  She didn’t like being pinned down, unable to move.  She didn’t like not being in control.  But then he drove his thick, hard cock into her and she’d lost her breath.  Whatever he was doing felt amazing!  She wanted more!  It was natural to try and free herself but as he started to fuck her that way, hard and deep, her brain forgot to struggle and all she could think about was Brenden’s dick slamming into her.  “Oh god, Brenden!”  She moaned.  “Fuck me harder,” she begged.  She could feel her clit growing warm, felt the fuzzy burning beginning in her fingers and toes.  He slammed into her harder and faster.  She was whimpering and moaning unable to control it.  Her body began to tighten and she could feel how powerful her orgasm was going to be.  No matter how fast and hard he fucked her with his beautiful, amazing dick she kept moving higher.  She was shaking, felt her heart beating in her clit and her chest.  Her arms ached, her chest ached, her pussy ached for release.  “Oh fuck!” she breathed.  She suddenly felt a white hot heat sweep through and then explode in her body.  She cried out as she detonated over Brenden.  She moaned loud and couldn’t catch her breath as he fucked her even harder, making her orgasm last longer as she felt her insides explode over and over again.  Finally he let go of her hands and she wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him, sucking in air inbetween.  He slowed his thrusts, just slightly moving his hips into her now.  Shaylynn was amazed by how good even that felt, but she craved him more.  He was still hard as a rock.  He hadn’t come yet.  “Don’t you wanna come?”  She was nervous she wasn’t doing it for him.

                “More than almost anything,” he answered between kisses.

                “Almost anything?” she asked pulling her head back to look at him.

                “I want to make this last as long as possible.”

                Shaylynn smiled.  “Take as long as you like.”  She began to move her body against his, making him slide almost all the way out before pushing her hips back down to swallow him up again.  His arms were tight around her and he closed his eyes.  She knew he was trying not to think about the mind blowing sensations that were dancing through his dick.  She felt those same sensations in her still pulsing pussy.  “Mmmm, Brenden…”  She whispered his name in her most seductive voice.  She kissed his chin and ran her tongue down his jaw filled with five o’clock shadow.  “Baby, your cock feels so good inside my hot, wet pussy.”  She thought calling him baby might seem weird but as it left her mouth it just felt right.  She felt like a crazy wild animal as he breathed heavily beneath her.  She kissed his throat and his neck.  She was still moving her hips, fucking him slowly, knew she was torturing him with her precise movements as his fingers bit into the flesh of her ass.  She had never really been into dirty talk, but for some reason she wanted to push past her boundaries for Brenden.  “Does it feel good inside my pussy?” she asked him.

                “So fucking good!”  His answer was immediate.  He was trying to concentrate but she was making it so hard!  His body begged him for release but he refused.  He opened his eyes and pushed himself up.  He held her hips steady with his hands as she grinned at him.  “What’s your favorite position?” he asked.  He watched her grin widen.

                “Every girl is a bitch at heart.”  Shaylynn smirked.

                Brenden rolled his eyes.  “You are not a bitch.”

                Shaylynn laughed again.  “I like to be when I fuck.”

                Brenden got it then and he grinned as she moved off of him.  He stood up as she got onto the couch on her knees and leaned forward, her hands on the back of the couch, not a true doggy style, but close enough.  He decided to take his time and play with her a little.  He forced her legs open a little wider then leaned forward to kiss her gorgeous ass.  He slid his tongue into her crack and moved all the way down until he could taste her juices again.  He kissed her soft, wet skin and moved his fingers into her hot flesh, rolling his finger around inside her as he listened to her sigh and gasp for breath.  After a few minutes of playing he stood up and began to kiss up her spine while running his hands up her sides.  He loved the goose bumps he felt on her skin.  He moved her dark hair from the back of her neck and then moved his hands over her silky soft breasts, cupping them, squeezing them, as he kissed her neck.  He felt her shiver and moan and his cock throbbed to be inside her again.  He stood up unable wait any longer.  But he still didn’t enter her right away.  Instead he took the head of his dick and he played with her some more, running it up and down her dripping cunt.  He glanced up to see her looking back at him, her eyes shining with need, biting her lip.  He grinned as he teased her.  He ran his free hand over her gorgeous ass, stroking himself until he couldn’t take it anymore.

                Shaylynn was about to beg.  Her insides quivered as he played with her, tormented her.  Her pussy pulsed wanting nothing more than his hard cock to sink into her soft flesh.  She gasped and whimpered, biting her lip until she tasted blood.  And finally he was inside, sliding deep and hard and she moaned gripping the back of the couch.  “Fuck!” she gasped.

                She closed her eyes as he started with a deep, fast rhythm.  Every thrust sent electricity screeching through her veins, his dick in perfect position to slide across her g spot.  She felt the pressure building already and she listened to his balls slap against her skin, his low gasps and moans making her pussy throb even more.  She felt his hands holding her hips hard, his fingers digging into her skin as he began to pound her faster.  She knew as much as he’d wanted it to last…there was only so much will power in him.  She grinned to herself thinking about him cumming.  It excited her more and she reached between her legs to rub her clit as he drove into her.

                Brenden watched as she started to touch herself and it was all he could do to hold on and not blow right then.  He was shocked that he hadn’t realized how much he wanted her.  He reached for her then, stopping his motion to try to shift his focus.  He pulled her back against him moving her hair to kiss up the side of her neck, his hands roaming her body.  He played with her nipples and moved a hand down her flat stomach over her smooth mound and between her legs.  He heard and felt her breath catch as he circled her clit with his fingers while sucking behind her right ear, his other hand squeezing her breast.

                “Oh god, Brenden.  Everything feels so good!”  Shaylynn was on another planet as her insides and her skin began to tingle.  She tried to relax, to let the warmth consume her.  His mouth, his hands, his dick that was still but throbbing inside her, it all had her on the edge again.  He slowly started to move as his fingers circled her swollen clit.  She gripped his wrists just to hold onto something as her breath caught in her lungs.  Her body began to tremble and the edges of reality became fuzzy.  “Oh god!  Oh fuck!  Oh god!”  Shaylynn moaned as her body convulsed hard, fire shooting through her veins and exploded in her pussy.  “Fuck me!” she cried.

                Brenden felt Shaylynn’s cunt spasm around his throbbing dick.  As soon as she said the words he let her go and gripped her ass.  He watched her fall forward gasping and moaning, begging for more.  He began to drive into her hard and fast, immediately feeling the warmth at the tip of his dick, the stirring deep in his balls.  She was wet and beautiful making all sorts of wonderful noices, moans and gasps, whimpers and gorgeous dirty words.  He listened to the wet sounds her pussy made when his dick drove into her, his balls slapping her skin with his quick hard motions.  He was right there when she started thrusting her hips back at him plunging his dick even deeper into her soft, wet heaven.  He could still feel her muscles contracting and he grit his teeth, fucking her fast and hard until he couldn’t hold back anymore.

                Shaylynn listened to Brenden’s voice as he gasped and moaned, his body shaking against hers as his dick exploded inside her.  His fingers gripped her hips so hard she knew she would have bruises but she smiled at that thought.  Every movement still felt good, the aftershocks of her own orgasm still resonating through her body with each thrust.

                “Aw, fuck, Shaylynn!”  Brenden could barely breathe as his entire body tingled and trembled as her gorgeous pussy sucked every last drop of cum from his exploding cock.  He pulled himself from her body and collapsed onto the couch, leaning back into the deep cushions, trying to catch his breath.  He felt Shaylynn fall beside him and he moved his arm so she could lean against him.  They sat catching their breath together, not saying anything but just enjoying the afterglow.

                Shaylynn was replaying the entire night in her head; coming home to watch him, Brenden then wanting to watch her, their wonderful oral session, and finally feeling him stroking her insides with his beautiful cock.  She wondered where they would go now.

                “Shay…”

                She held her breath when he spoke.  “Hmm?”

                “I don’t know what this is…but I like it.”

                Shaylynn let a small smile find her lips.  “Me too.”

                “Should we stop?  Should we see where it goes?  I don’t wanna lose you as a friend.”

                Her smile widened.  “I don’t wanna stop.  Do you?”

                “No!”  Brenden’s answer was immediate.

                “Then let’s see where this goes.”

                Brenden nodded.  He’d been hoping she would say that.

                Shaylynn was so glad school was canceled tomorrow.  She was so happy she didn’t have to work.  “I desperately need a shower.”  She pushed herself up off the couch.  “Just one question you have to answer right now.”

                Brenden looked at her suddenly nervous.  “What’s that?”

                “When I get out of the shower…your bed or mine?”

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           Shaylynn trudged up the stairs with her arms full of books and papers, her lunch bag and street clothes.  She was so exhausted and the five flights up the stairs thanks to the broken elevator nearly killed her.  She shoved the key in her apartment door and pushed it open, then turned to the kitchen table and dropped everything.  She pulled off her winter coat, ice and snow dripping onto the refurbished hardwood floor.  At least Pumba was there to greet her, her large purring tiger cat.  She yanked off her sneakers as he circled her ankles then picked him up and fell onto the couch not even caring that she was still in her nursing scrubs.  It had been a ridiculously long, shitty week between school and the hospital.  She immediately started to drift off while petting the happy welcomer until she heard something coming from down the hall.

                She perked her ears and listened.  Was that Brenden?  He wasn’t supposed to be home for another hour.  His last class must have been canceled due to the nasty weather or something.  She peeked over the back of the couch and saw his sneakers by the door not far from hers.  How observant.  She laughed at herself sarcastically.

                Her ears perked again.  Was that a moan?  She rolled her eyes.  Now she understood.  He’d ditched class to bring a girl home and have sex.  She felt her heart ache.  They were only roommates, only friends for their entire lives, but each time he brought another girl home it killed her a little inside.  He was going to be a hot shot lawyer one day.  He was outgoing, funny and charming, so very popular with the females.  His ridiculous cockiness didn’t hurt either.  He was athletic with a gorgeous body, on the college lacrosse team.  His smile and amazing blue eyes got to all the girls and he could have any one of them that he wanted.  And he’d had a lot.  But with her he was sweet and kind and always looking out for her.  He cared for her on a deeper level than any of his play mates.  But Shaylynn wanted to be his play mate!  She would never tell him of course!  He meant too much to her to watch him laugh in her face.  So she kept her mouth shut and hid the longing and pain.

                She sighed heavily, setting Pumba on a cushion, and pushed her weary body off the couch.  She heard him moan again and felt a stab in her heart.  She also felt a deep tug in her belly.  The thought of him fucking, even if it wasn’t her, made her pussy tingle.  She was passing the bathroom and noticed the door half open.  She sighed again.  She couldn’t even take a relaxing bath because he was in there fucking!?  That is what his bedroom was for!  She felt angry now and she turned to yell a snarky remark to the fucking duo as she walked by.  What she saw made her nearly trip over herself and crash into the wall.  For a moment she was so stunned she just stood staring.

                Brenden was home alright.  But he wasn’t fucking another girl.  She watched with wide eyes as his naked body glistened, perfectly framed for her to see through the clear glass shower door.  She could see every muscle contour, every ripple when he moved.  He was leaning forward towards the water, one hand on the shower wall, his feet spread apart, his eyes closed and his mouth open as he stroked his beautiful, rock hard cock.  Shaylynn was completely mezmorized.

                He moaned again as his hand continued to slide up and down his cock and she suddenly realized that if he glanced over at the door then he would see her.  She argued with herself for several seconds, knowing she should go to her room and give him his privacy.  But he had left the door open…  In the end her hormones told her brain to shut the fuck up and she moved to the side so that he couldn’t see her.

                Her body tingled from head to toe as she watched her friend, her roommate, her crush, the object of almost every single sexual fantasy, as he jerked himself right before her eyes.  She’d seen his dick before.  Living with a sexually active college age male it was bound to happen.  But this was different; all the other times he’d been drunk or moving from bathroom to bedroom or something less interesting.  She marveled at how huge he was!  He was long as well as thick and her pussy throbbed just thinking about how he would feel buried deep inside her tight, wet cunt.  When he moaned again she felt her pussy throb and she was suddenly aware of her own shallow breathing.  It actually seemed to match his as he sighed and groaned feeling the pleasure of his own hand.  God she wished it was her hand!

                Shaylynn watched as he changed his speeds, stroking himself fast, his cock as hard as marble, right on the edge of no return.  But he denied himself and would let go, his gorgeous dick standing up proudly away from his body pointing to the sky.  He took some soap and lathered up his body, running his hands over his chest and abdomen, all the while she could see his cock pulse, begging him to let it come.  Shaylynn couldn’t help herself.  She started to rub her hard nipples through her scrubs.  She then slid her hand into her pants, pushing her soaked panties aside.  She hovered around her clitoris, just barely brushing it, teasing herself, waiting for Brenden to take his beautiful cock in his hand again.

                He lathered around the base of his dick and onto his thighs.  He then washed his balls, rubbing and squeezing, moaning as his cock pulsed over and over.  His face was concentrated.  He was teasing himself and the thought that this was how he could last so long with all the girls he brought home, crossed Shaylynn’s mind.  She bit her lip with anticipation, staring at his huge throbbing dick.  She wanted to taste him, to feel him.  Why wasn’t she special enough for him to want to be with her?  Too smart, too brunette, too into eating food, too into intelligent conversations.

                Finally he wrapped his hand around his beautiful shaft and started to slowly stroke himself again.  “Aw, fuck.”  He breathed.

                The sound of his voice zipped straight to Shaylynn’s pussy and she throbbed so that she had to cut off a moan of her own.  When he started jerking off again she slid her fingers into her hot, dripping slit, surprised with just how truly wet she was.  She pinched her nipple harder, her breath erratic and heavy.  As she touched herself, she devoured him with her eyes, his speed picking up again, his magnificent muscles beginning to strain.  She listened to his endless stream of grunts and groans and sighs coming from deep within his hard chest.  His skin glimmered, hairless and smooth, masculine veins showing just how fit he really was.  But her eyes fell back to his dick.  He had both hands on it now and he was moving his hips back and forth so that he was fucking his hands.  She knew he was close, his breathing coming in labored gasps.  He leaned forward again, putting one hand on the wall, his mouth open as he watched his own hand bringing himself to orgasm.

                Shaylynn was close herself, her fingers moving from her swollen clit to her dripping tight hole and back.  This was unlike anything she’d ever seen before and he was so fucking hot, the scene itself so fucking mind blowing.

                His hand was a blur as he stroked with lightning speed, his body stiff and rigid, his cock like the hardest marble.  He let out a loud moan and his hips jerked, his hand stopped stroking as a stream of white cum exploded from the tip of his dick.  He moved his hand up and down his cock slowly, pressing his fingers into the base where his balls connected, shot after shot of thick, hot cum shooting from his dick onto the shower wall.  His orgasm was powerful and Shaylynn watched in awe as his body shook, his hand still coaxing streams of cum from his balls, though it was dwindling.  Finally he let go of himself and put both hands on the shower wall, leaning forward, breathing heavily as the shower water rained down onto his head and shoulders making his short dirty blond hair dark.

                Shaylynn couldn’t make herself come standing in the hall.  She was dripping wet and her clit throbbed painfully but she’d been completely distracted by watching Brenden so beautiful as he came.  The last few seconds as he’d blasted his load all over their shower wall still playing through her mind.  She was still breathing heavily but she pulled her hand from her scrubs.  She needed her room…and her dildo.  She would close her eyes and imagine it was him for the millionth time.

                She was turning to go when Pumba sauntered into the bathroom and rubbed against the door meowing for attention.  Shaylynn froze.  Oh my fucking god!  No!

                “Shay?”

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