Part 14: Possession

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I had to take this slow. This was real. In her dreams I had more freedom, but now, I was going to do something I hadn't done in such a very long time. I was going to deflower a virgin and possess her; the last time I did this was after a secret wedding. I swallowed hard. If I do this, she will possess me as much as I do her, I knew that...

I kissed her forehead, then her eyes, her nose, her cheeks and finally her mouth. She was so stiff, so nervous now. After so many experiences we'd shared in the dream plane, I didn't expect her to be timid. I allowed a few drops of venom to drip into her mouth as I opened mine and tentatively licked her lips, teasing them open. As soon as she opened to me, I pushed my tongue in, alternating between stroking the insides of her cheeks and wetting her lips, and then finally stroking her tongue with my own. She responded, lost in sensation, relaxed by venom, trying to taste me. I deepened the kiss again, giving her more access, curling my tongue around hers. A small moan escaped her as I untied her robe. I licked her neck, and took a deep breath because my fangs came out. I licked my own lips, then licked hers again, going down to her neck, tasting her. She arched at the small bath, but I planned to do more. She didn't know it, but I could almost touch my chin with my tongue. She'd learn that soon enough...

In a quick movement, I turned her onto her stomach, making sure no part of her robe was under her. I unfastened my trousers and kicked them off, resting on top of her as she came up on her elbows. I lifted her hair, and nipped at the nape of her neck. She gasped softly, then exhaled heavily, a small high pitched moan softly blending with it. Straddling her bum I pulled the robe off her shoulders and let my tongue go down her spine as I pulled the garment down her arms. I threw the robe aside. I unclasped her bra, and let it fall down her arms. We were both in underwear now. I slowly ground against her and her legs opened as she arched, moving to her hands and knees. I could hear her heart racing.

I caught her hands and brought her up on just her knees. I had mine outside of hers, and I brought her down on my lap, aligning our hips and folding our hands around her in a warm embrace. Her eyes were closed, she was relaxing again her heart told me. I kissed her temple, her neck, her shoulder. Her head fell back on my shoulder, and I kissed her cheek, and then rubbed mine against hers. I saw a small smile form on her lips, and I thought my heart would burst. When I brought my hands into play, stroking the front of her body, she moved to meet my touch, arching to allow me to palm more of her breasts, to caress their tips with my thumbs. I let my hands wander down over her belly to her sex, which I could smell was in early arousal stages. I stroked her slowly, patiently, and her moans grew a little louder, a little more wanton. Her kitten cries sounded deeper...and though my mind was still in control, my body had begun to beg me to take her.

I pushed her forward and rolled her to her back. Her eyes were half open, a little dazed, and I had no problem taking advantage of that. I removed the last of our clothing quickly. I turned on the bed lamps and closed the drapes around the bed, creating a barrier that kept us apart from everything. I kissed her again, crushing her into the bed, nestling my hips between her legs, and reveling in her heat. But I could get her hotter, I could...

I took one of her breasts into my mouth, and she arched. I swirled my tongue around the tip greedily, using my fingers to start acclimating her for what was to come. She parted her legs readily to get more of my touch, and I worked her greedily, wanting more of her cries and moans. Her hips came off the bed, and she whimpered.

But no, I wasn't ready yet. She didn't realize it, but she wasn't either.

I kissed my way down the center of her stomach and then used my tongue to bathe her torso in long strokes. As I went lower, her heart began to race and as my strokes became longer so did my manhood. Finally I had made my way to her most private place. I was going to gently invade and make it mine.

"Drake!" she cried as I pushed my tongue inside. She writhed as I held her in place, arms around her legs, stroking her and making her come undone. "Aaaahhhh...!"

I climbed over her, and mounted her, but not all the way. To tease her more, I worked my knob into her slowly, stroking her, but not all the way in. When she climaxed, I simply began again, going down on her until she came, making her writhe for me when I entered her. She kept raising her hips off the bed, she kept using her nails to try to keep me in place, between her legs and pushing deep...but not till she was ready...not till I felt she was.

"Drake, please!" she begged.

"Are you ready?" I asked raggedly, at the end of my patience. "Are you ready for me?" She nodded yes. I wasted no time. I went down on her one last time, leaving her soaking wet, and then I gathered her close beneath me. I rocked her against me, sinking deeper with every thrust, until--

"Ah!"

I rained kisses all over her face. I knew the ease of which I slipped inside, but I also knew I stretched her quite a bit. I stayed still, waiting.

"Drake?" she panted. A few seconds later, her body fluttered, and then began to throb around me. She moved her head side to side, as if she couldn't take it, or maybe even wanted more. "Uh...oh...oh, God."

"Hold on, love, hold on." And I began to move. Her legs wrapped around me tight as I rode her hard. She moaned loudly, wantonly, writhing in my arms as if the heat she was feeling was unbearable. "Yes, give, give to me, love!"

She screamed, climaxing around me, squeezing me and making me moan in an effort for control. She felt so good, so damned good! I thrust harder, deeper, rotating my hips to break the spell she was weaving on me. Her nails dug into my back, and I was in heaven.

"Shanti...God..." My eyes rolled closed, sharpening my hearing to listen to her cries, moans and pants, feeling more sensitive to her heated sex that pulsed even as I rocked her, and awakening pangs of hunger for her more of her essence, this time, her blood...

She screamed again, her nails digging in my skin to the point I knew I was bleeding, though not a lot.

I slowly turned us so I was under her. "Gently," I panted kneading her hips. "gently, pet--" But then she surprised me by mounting me. She let out a gasp, her eyes closed, as she lowered herself and took me completely in. She rocked slowly, and I grabbed her hips to guide her as she rode gently, but thoroughly, making sure she took every inch of me. She couldn't seem to get to a climax, but I enjoyed that she was widening, loosening. When I rotated my hips, she came, doing the same and squeezing my shoulders as she leaned forward, overcome with feeling. I pulled her down to me, and whispered, "My turn."

I turned her again, and she was underneath me, sprawled. I started slowly, and then began a hard rhythm as I dipped my head to give her stray kisses here and there.

Her voice had become high pitched as she squirmed underneath me. 'Oh, God!"

I kissed her and brought my lips to her neck. When she climaxed again, I thrust deep inside her as my fangs sank lightly into her neck, only releasing venom. She moaned loudly, her body going limp as I gently rode her to my satisfaction. She fainted, her body going through le petite mort, little death. I had essentially brought her senses to a climax that rendered her unconscious.

I laid there awhile, enjoying her post climaxes, kissing her here and there. IT was as I thought, she'd be satisfying, but I had plans tonight. We weren't done. I finally rose and went to the bathroom, cleaning myself up and then went to her. I cleaned her up, and she awoke disoriented.

"Drake?"

I smiled. She knew who to call for. "Shhhh, hush, pet. Rest now. We're not done tonight, not by a longshot." She was finally deflowered. She was finally mine. I'd tasted her essence in more ways than one, and I injected her with mine...in more ways than one. Now the fun would begin...

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