Evading Darkness

Chapter 4

WARNING: This chapter contains extremely graphic sexual content.

***********

My hands slide gracefully up Victoria's slender frame as our tongues greedily find each other, wrapping and twisting around one another. She lay on the couch, beneath me, my chest pinning her to the leather cushions as I move my body gently against hers. She moans quietly at my touch, as she slides long claws down my back, tearing slightly into my skin.

"I've waited too long for this," she whispers, and slides her hand into my pants, gripping my junk in her soft, warm palm. I shuddered at her gentle, yet firm touch. Her bright green eyes latch onto mine as she slides her hands slowly up and down my shaft.

A low growl escapes my throat, and she looks curiously at me. "I don't know where that came from," I assure her. I can only hope she liked it.

She drops her raised eyebrow and smiles. "It was kinda hot, actually," she admits in a whisper, a blush creeping up her neck.

I can't help but to smile at that. I move my lips right beside her ear and let out a long, low growl. She closed her eyes at the apparent pleasure my mere voice brought her.

"Mommy?" a child's voice cuts through the darkness.

"Oh my god," Victoria gasps, as she rolls to the floor, recovering the midsection of her belly, I hadn't realized I exposed. I quickly zip my pants back up and peer over the back of the couch, to see not one, but three children standing at the base of the staircase.

"What are you kids doing up?" Victoria demands as she moves around the couch, toward her children. But, of course, they wouldn't be just her children. I look into the eyes of the child that stands in front of the other two. He has dark black hair, transformer pajamas, dark blue eyes that seem to glow in the dim light, and a strong jaw, despite his early age. But nothing, not even Victoria, compared to the feelings of comfort and completion, as these children give me.

"We heard you talking and wanted to see who was here," the only girl responded. Her voice was soft, gentle, and compassionate. Much like her mother's.

"Well, it's late," Victoria states as she ushers them back towards the stairs. "I'll tuck you in and read you bedtime story."

"Okay," the children say in unison, as they allow their mother to heard them up the stairs. "I'll be right back," Victoria assures me just before disappearing at the top of the stairs. After a few moments, I become lonely and decide to follow, stopping just outside the only room with an open door.

"He's our dad, isn't he?" I hear, causing my entire body to stop.

"Why do you ask that?" Victoria asks if curiosity.

"I have dreams about him," comes the reply. Hearing two sets of snores, I realize only one child is still awake. I couldn't tell who, only that it was one of the boys. "You don't need to worry, mommy," I hear the child say as he turns and snuggles into his bed, "now you have somebody to protect you, like you protect us."

The room fell silent for several seconds. Victoria kisses her son's forehead, whispers her goodnight, and leaves the room, closing the door quietly behind her. Before she has time to turn around, I move to her, wrapping my arms around her from behind, and press my lips gently against her neck. "You're an excellent parent," I assure her, as she sighs with relief and rests in my arms.

Another though crosses my mind. "They are mine, aren't they?" I ask. I already knew the answer far before I asked the question. I could feel it in my bones. I just needed to be sure.

She turns around in my arms, looks me in the eyes, smiles brightly and whispers, "Of course they're yours, love."

Happiness fills me to my very being at this clarification. I move my lips just centimeters apart from hers. "And you?" I demand, sliding my hands slowly up her frame. "Are you mine?"

She whispers, "I always have been," and presses her lips against mine. She leads me towards her bedroom as our kiss grows deeper and deeper. Once behind the door, she leaps into my arms, wrapping her legs tight around my waist, as her tongue greedily and hungrily finds mine. I climb on the bed with her still clinging tightly to my chest, lay her on her back, and kiss slowly up her stomach, lifting her shirt as I move up her body. She grips the bottom of her shirt and pulls it over head, exposing a purple bra on a slender, pale frame. Her breasts seemed to have been slightly smaller while hidden inside the black t-shirt. I reach behind her back and unclip her bra, allowing it to fall onto the bed. She lays down on her back, arching it slightly, showing off her incredible body. I lean forward and slide my tongue slowly up her body, to her nipple, which I begin to suck and lick. She moans and writhes in pleasure underneath me. She threads my belt out of the loops and unbuckles it. She rips my shirt in half and begins licking, biting, and sucking on my chest in various places. I grid my teeth in absolute pleasure as she moves even lower, to my abdomen. I lay on my back as she pokes the large bulge in my pants. "I almost forgot how big you are," she whispers gently, her cheeks filling with crimson. "And it's all for you," I assure her with a smile.

She pulls my pants and underwear off and examines my hardness in her hands. Her tongue flicks out, and slides up the shaft. I moan in pleasure. She slides the entire thing into her mouth and down her throat. I tangle my fingers through her hair as she moves her head up and down. Just as I begin to feel as though I can't take anymore, she stops and looks up, into my eyes. She places her hand on my chest and pushes me onto my back, before mounting me. She was still wearing pants, so I figure that should change. I unzip the skin-tight blue jeans she had been wearing and pull them slowly down her incredible legs. I lick slowly up her inner thighs, to her white, cotton panties. I slide my tongue over the front of the cloth, forcing a loud moan to escape her throat. I pull her panties off and slide my tongue as deep inside of her as it can go, and follow my tongue quickly with my fingers. She moans loudly and wraps her legs tightly around my head as I move my tongue and fingers inside of her. I lick slowly up her body, all the way to her neck, which I gently nibble on. She moans again, slightly quieter this time, and whispers in my ear, "Please just fuck me, already." Without another word, I push myself inside of her, giving her what she's been craving, and taking what I've been needing. She drops her head back in pleasure as I move inside her. She quickly lifts her head back up and presses her body against mine as she slide a pair of fangs deep into my neck. It surprised me for a moment, before remembering her vampirism. I moaned quietly in her ear as she drank from my neck while slowly riding me. She gasped loudly as we finished together, and I filled her to the brim.

She curls up in my still nude lap, wrapping her arms around my neck, as we kiss deeply and passionately. "I love you so much, Cas," she whispers as our lips part.

"I love you, too, sweetheart," I reply. She pushes my chest down, so that I lay on my back and, reaching around to pull the blanket over us, she snuggles into my chest and closes her eyes. I watch her, gently caressing her shoulder, as she tries to sleep.

"Promise me this isn't just a dream," she whispers. She opens her eyes and stares deep into mine. "Promise me you'll be here when I wake up."

I smiled at her. "I promise," I replied, and pressed my lips gently against hers. But is it just a dream? There is no way to be certain. Of course, as far as my memory serves me, I've only actually just arrived. What's to say I won't disappear just as quickly as I appeared. Another look at my beautiful wife, now sleeping soundly in my arms, chases away all my fears. I am where I need to be, at least for now, and that's all that matters.