Secrets Of River Valley

Chapter 37

        "Get out" Pam exclaimed, trying to push Jason out of the room. But he wouldn't budge. The heat wave was becoming more and more powerful, by the minute, and he could feel it. But he refused to leave her.

        "I want to help her" he growled, Pam knew it was the heat talking. So there was no hope in letting him in. It pained him to hear her scream in pain and not be able to do anything. Finally pushing past her, he ran as if his life depended on it. But he didn't make it too far, before he was thrown to the other side of the room.

        He groaned in pain as his body hits the ground. Trying to push himself up. Klaus stood over him with a snarl, pacing towards him dangerously.

        "Klaus" her soft intoxicating voice flooded through the room, driving his inner demon wild. Only she could do that to him. Turning on his heels, making his way towards the white door separating the room from the b1athroom.

          "Stay away from her" Jason growled, as he finally stood up, clutching his stomach. Pushing the door further, his heart ached at the site of his mate in the tube filled with ice as her sister added more ice.

          "Azaya" Klaus called out, his voice was lowly and husky as her heat pulled him into her even more. Within minutes he was kneeling beside her almost unconscious figure running his fringers through her wet curls. "I missed you" he whispered, pressing his lips against her forehead.

        "Make it stop" she whimpered in pain, her grip on the tub tighten. He gulped, turning to her frightened sister.

         "I'll take it from here" he told her softly, gulping down the lump in his throat. Anaya nods, pushing herself off the stool beside the tub and left, closing the door behind her. Pulling off his shirt, he slowly pushed himself off the ground, and slide into the tub facing her. "Come here" he whispered, pulling her towards him.

           "Please make it stop" she whimpered into his chest, as he nuzzled into her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent. It wasn't an easy task to keep his demon at bay but for her he'd do anything. His breath was shaky as his arms snaked around her waist, pulling her closer than she already was.

           His breath hitch as her soft pulp lips began to trail warm kisses along his shoulder. His breathing became laboured, as she made her way up his neck.

           "Azaya" he breathed out, tightening his grip around her small waist. His hard on bulge now poking her sensitive region, cause her to release a soft moan that almost drove him over the edge. "This isn't you baby girl" he managed to choke out in one breath.

         "Please" she begged, grinding against him. He growled, cupping her cheeks and brought her face to meet his, and with everything in him. He crashed his lips against her. Kissing her passionately.

          "How"

           His mind wondering back to his conversation with Lionel not too long ago, as he deepened the kiss. His fangs aching to be released. His need for her grew unbearable. She was pushing him to a limit that he's never been before and it was scaring him more than he wanted to admit.

           "You need to mark her" Lionel's words played in his mind like a mix tape. How could he mark her, they'd only met a week ago, she'd hate him for taking advantage of her in such a state.
       
         "Klaus, it hurts" she rpushed out, pulling away from their heated make out session. "Make it stop..... please" tears streaming down her delicate cheeks.
      
           "This isn't you speaking, it's the heat, and I don't want to hurt you" each word he spoke, hurt him more than it was hurting her. He hated the fact that he couldn't get rid of her pain. He knew taking her while in heat, he wouldn't be able to control his demon. Keeping his vampire instinct at bay was bad enough.

          He could feel her breathing getting heavier with each breath she took. Bolts of lightening rushing through the vains in her hand as she took shorter breaths. Cupping her cheeks, he pulled her into long passionate kiss, calming her down. His hands slowly slipping up her soaked t-shirt. He could feel her delicate body tremble as his fingers slowly trailed upwards. Pulling her shirt over her head and throw it elsewhere. Leaving her in her bra.

          Wrapping her legs around his waist, slowly pushing himself out of the tub while her hands snaked around his neck with her head resting in the creek of his neck, as he stepped out of the tub and made his way into the room. Laying her down gently. Tugging off his shirt, he stood there in admiration. He hadn't realised until now, that she was only wearing a black and pink lingerie set. Her flawless skin, exposed to him making him want to savour every moment he had with her in his arms.

          Slowly trailing his fingers up her thigh, she shivered. He could see the affect he had on her. His fingers slowly trailing along her waistband, tugging it off. Past her knee and over her ankle, falling on the carpet below her. Kneeling before her, gently gripping her thighs, pulling her closer to him.

         He watched as her tummy raised and fall rapidly, as his warm breath bashed against her core. He could feel her need raising, every bit of her body calling out to him. She held her breath, as his lips finally made contact with her inner thigh. Gently trailing kisses along her inner thigh, nearing her core. Her walls tightened as his lips made contact, the moan she was holding came out in one breath, as his tongue circled her clit before gently sucking.

           Removing one of his hand from her thigh, trailing his fingers along her soft skin. She was a moaning mess as his finger slowly penetrated her walls. His finger curled as he slid it out gently. Repeating the process over and over and over again while playing with her clit. Her grip on the duvet couldn't be any tighter than it already was. His slow tease was driving her over the edge.

         Her walls tighten around his finger, as she unfolded all over his finger. He groaned in pleasure, sliding his finger out. Licking her juices off his finger. Pushing himself off the ground, he slowly slid out off his pants and boxer's. His hard member sprung to life.

          "Promise me, you won't regret this" he whispered calmly, stepping in-between her legs. Her toes curled at the very sound of his voice. She wanted him. All of him, as much as he wanted her.

          "I won't......I promise" she breathed out, her hands resting on his defined six pack as he hovered over her. He groaned in pure bliss, watching as her hand slowly ran up his chest and over his broad shoulders. He glanced up at her, leaning in and pressed his lips against hers. His right hand gripping her side gently as the other was placed above her head giving him leverage. Her arms snaked around his neck, deepening the kiss. Moving his hand from her hips.

          Now stroking his throbbing member, positioning himself at her entrance. "Are you sure about this" he asked, breaking away from her pulp pink lips.