LoVing Two

Emotions and Dreams

Two weeks into my stay, Ezra had begun acting more intimate, kissing my neck on occasion and leaving his hand on my lap when we sat together.

"What's changed?" I asked one night after a feed.

"You noticed then?" He smiled.

"Well your hands were around my waist the whole time I was feeding. I nearly sucked him dry I was so distracted."

"Really? You're that distracted?" His bloodied lips caressed my ear. "Do you like it?"

"More than I like blood."

"Is that the truth?" He smiled against my neck.

"Okay...as much as I love blood."

"How about both?" He kissed me, and the blood, mixed with his lips made me want to faint.

"You are perfection Ezra, but if you make this any better my legs won't hold me up much longer.

"Then let's go home." He winked and led me to the car, a hand on my lap as he drove.

We undressed each other once the door was shut, then he picked me up, carrying me to the bathroom whilst his lips kept me occupied.
I let my fingers begin to play with his perfectly formed shoulders, they gently tensed back and forth as he walked.

The next thing I knew, we were in the shower, the water running over our bare bodies, his hands entangled in my hair. He layed me against the wall carefully and more than just our hands became entwined.

He was more gentle than Stephen, taking his time, easing me into it. He teased me, his hands following my curves, nearing my privates, then lightly sliding back up.

His fingers slid down my belly and rubbed my privates gently, making me cringe with a burning pleasure. He slid one of his fingers inside me and moved it in and out, then two, moving them around, making me wet with pleasure, burning painfully with desire. His lips were soft and loving on mine. He lifted me up so my legs were around him, then pressed his against mine, he looked to me for approval and I nodded greedily. He slid it in, I could tell he was bigger than Stephen, it fit so perfectly, pressing hard against my insides. He was very careful, putting only some in, then slowly moving it in and out of me. I gave him a longing look, wanting him to go faster, but he refused, slowly building his pace up.

The water washed down my body, and I could feel it screaming for more. He was careful, gentle, seeming nervous. I felt something running through my body, it was like my whole body was wanting to climax. He went a little faster, his hands caressing my breasts softly. He put more of it in, watching me with caution, eventually I felt it slide all the way into me, I gasped for a moment and he pulled it out.

"More!" I stated urgently, I couldn't wait any longer.

He slid it back in all the way, going in and out slowly, each movement of the hip making me even more impatient.
He increased his pace, my body felt like it was going into shock, eventually he was going so fast I could barely breathe.
Our bodies shook as we both finished at the same time, and we just layed against the wall for a bit, staring at each other intimately.

He stroked my hair and kissed my lips, laying me down, then slowly making his way down my body. Past my breasts and coming to a stop, I tensed as I felt him, his lips, and his tongue. He left me to separate my legs, his tongue twirling on me, slowly teasing me, it was unspeakably amazing. Then his fingers slid up my leg and took his tongue's place. They were so quick, moving inside me in ways I didn't think possible.
He sucked at my breast gently and I finished, my body once again shaking with pleasure. He made his way back up and stroked my cheek, I admired his soft features. He seemed lost in thought as he watched me. The water continued to wash over us, but I was caught in his embrace.

I took his hand in mine and kissed it, then put my head against his chest, feeling it rise and fall. I decided to return the favour, my hand sliding down, playing with his still solid bulge. Rubbing back and forth, his eyes shut and a smile on his face. Trailing my tongue down his chest, then his abs, eventually meeting his throbbing. I licked it gently, sucking on the end, as my hand took care of the rest. I felt him tense, ready to finish, so held it down and finished him off with my hand, it left him, mixing with the water that flowed down the drain.

His heart raced beneath my head, I decided to go for three. I kissed his lips and straddled his waist, he looked at me in surprise, then smiled, kissing me deeply. Stroking it gently, it became hard once more, ready to be used. Positioning myself above it, I slowly lowered my body, entering it into me, his head rolled back in pleasure. Rolling my hips, it reached full size, pressing hard in me, his fingers slid down, playing with my burning.
I left lifted my hips so that his bulge was out enough that I could rub it up and down, leaving him to moan with pleasure as I had been. I let go and thrusted him hard, he let out a harsh moan. I did it again and again, each time sending a shock to myself. As I built up a pace, neither could breathe well, the jolts sending shocks to our systems. I began a rythm, then, sure he was close I sped up, creating vibrations through my body. As we climaxed, I continued going until he had completely finished, enjoying every moment of it as he filled me with it.

We sat up together. I kissed his lips again, then we got up. Standing under the water's flow and kissing, without tongues, just our lips, embracing each other's. We pulled ourselves apart, I hugged him, resting my head against his chest, then turned off the water.

Ezra grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me. We dried ourselves off and made our way to his room, holding hands until we got there, we climbed into bed, still bare.

"I love you Ezra. Thank you, for everything." I kissed his cheek before cuddling into his chest, drifting off to sleep.
I was sure it would be a night of comfortable darkness, where I lay unconscious and have no thoughts, but I was wrong.

Ezra and I sat beside each other, his arm around me, when a jolt sent him forward. I saw the blood on his shirt, the hole in his back, then a pain filled my stomach. I couldn't breathe, the pain was unbearable. Ezra took me in his arms, he seemed okay, he shook me, then picked me up and carried me away. I suddenly felt like I was drowning.

My eyes opened and I was in the bath tub, cold water running over me.
"What happened?" I asked.

"You were hyperventilating, and your stomach..."

I looked down and saw blood mixed into the bath water with me. "What did I do?"

"You clawed it, what did you dream?"

"That one we share...but I was shot this time."

"I know where we were. It's near the forest on the edge of town...we should speak to the witches." He held my head to his shoulder and stroked my hair gently. "We're gonna find out what this means."

"I'm okay Ezra." I kissed him and held his face to mine. "We're gonna be okay."