"Okay, I'm in. One hundred percent."

Keith looked up from his seat on the sofa, the only light in the living room provided by a small fire in the central stone fire pit. Melanie was standing in the entrance way, her posture strong and passionate. Whatever had happened on her walk, she had found something to help her make a decision. She had been out for a few hours, and it was just now coming up on two in the morning.

"I'm glad you are, my love," he replied, standing and walking towards Melanie. "What helped you make a decision so quickly?"

Melanie hesitated, before throwing herself into Keith's arms. Her embrace was not passionate, but yearning, seeking comfort and consolation. He gave her what she needed, as his hand gently stroked her hair. Mel could feel her rage, her tears falling away, replaced by the comforting warmth of her Mate.

They moved to the couch, where Mel told Keith about her walk through The War Zone. He could feel her anger and pain at the memory, and wished he could have been there. The pimp would not have survived. Mel started weeping as she recalled her anger and horror, and let it all flow out onto Keith's shirt. He held her again, just stroking her hair, while she shed the rest of her emotions. Finally, with a sniff, she sat back. "Tell me, Keith, do you consider yourself a good man?"

Keith looked her into her eyes. "I will not lie, my love. In defending our Clan I have done things that I am not proud of. I am no saint. But yes, I think I have done my best to be a good man."

"And our Clan.... it is powerful?"

"Yes, for a North American clan, we are powerful. Why?"

"Because I want us to use our power for more than just protecting ourselves," Melanie said passionately. "I know we can't change the world, and I know we can't do everything. But we can start to make a difference, here in this city. In the city where we will raise our children."

For the first time, Melanie felt that she was the dominant one in her interactions with Keith. Her feelings were so strong, so intense, that it felt like it was her eyes burning with desire. She put her entire soul into her gaze and felt the thrill of conquest as Keith nodded. "We will. Even if it is just you and me, we will."

Melanie felt elated. She leaned in, capturing Keith's lips with her own, thanking him for his presence in her life. As their lips danced, she felt her passion change, becoming more personal, more sexual. She wanted her Mate.

With a small shove, Melanie pushed Keith back onto the cushion. It was her turn to be dominant, and she relished her chance at controlling her powerful lover. She swung her leg over until she was straddling his lap, her knees pinning him on each side. She looked him in the eye and smiled.

Leaning in again, she captured his head in her hands and kissed him, her hands running through Keith's mane of hair. Her pulse quickened, and she could feel her arousal growing in her pants, as the heat spread up and down from her core until her entire body felt aflame. She groaned, her hips swaying on their own as she ground her groin against his. Keith's arms reached around her, as he held her ass firmly, massaging her as she rode him. Finally, with a gasp, she broke the kiss and sat back. "Wait," she gasped, getting off of Keith's lap.

"For what?" he asked, his breath ragged. He was worked up, and Melanie felt a thrill at being the one in control after the love making in the afternoon.

"For this," Melanie replied, sinking to her knees in front of the sofa. She reached out with her right hand to massage Keith's cock through his pants and was rewarded by a sigh from her lover. Deftly, she reached up with her left to untie the string to the loose silk pajamas he was wearing, before urging them down his hips. She didn't have to get them far, just a few inches before she was rewarded with Keith's beautiful cock springing free. She smiled, seeing it up close for the first time. It was just as sexy as it was before, perhaps even more so. She took him in her hand and grinned as her fingers barely could encircle his massive shaft. She started pumping him gently, watching as his eyes fluttered, his hands clutching at the cushions of the couch.

"You are a tease...." Keith growled, and Melanie could smile as she saw his teeth start to look just slightly longer. While she knew he could control his changing, it was fun to see how much she could make him lose control.

"If you want me to stop....?"

"No! Please, no!"

Melanie grinned at Keith's mewling tone, and she rewarded him by lowering her tongue, licking him up and down his hot, throbbing shaft. He tasted salty, gamy, and incredibly masculine. Much like his chest and arms, Melanie could feel silky fine hairs growing near the base of his cock, barely visible in the firelight. She tickled them with her tongue, before licking up and down his shaft again. She could feel his hips jerk as she teasingly tongued his slit, and she was rewarded with a clear, sweet drop of his precome that she licked up greedily. "Tasty," she breathed, smiling.

"Any time you want it, it's yours," Keith replied, his voice floating on that edge of banter and losing control.

"Anytime?" Melanie asked playfully. "Well then, how about now?" She licked around the head of his cock once more, before her lips parted, and she sucked his cockhead into her mouth. Working gently to avoid scraping the sensitive flesh with her teeth, she swallowed more and more of him into her mouth, her efforts spurned on as she heard his groan deepening with every inch she took in. Finally, she felt him lodge against her gag reflex, and she reversed, drawing him out quickly and forcefully until just his sensitive head was on her lips. She swirled her tongue again, teasing his sensitive tip, before going down once more. This time, when she felt him there, she relaxed her throat as much as possible. It had been years since she had deep throated a man, and even then the guy hadn't been as large as Keith. She tried to grin as she felt him finally all the way into her mouth, but she doubted that her lips could stretch anymore. Instead, she started humming deep in her throat, the vibrations causing Keith to growl with lustful energy. She was worried he would try and force her more, but felt relief as he kept his hands on the cushions of the couch instead of her head.

After a moment, she reversed again and started bobbing her head up and down on his massive cock. She relished the power of her position, seemingly submissive, but knowing that her Mate was fully under her control just through a simple lick, a gentle teasing of his balls with her hands, a caressing of his tip with her lips. Not that she was neglecting her own heat at all. Her left hand had left the couch and was stroking her pussy through her pants, rubbing and massaging her heated center as she pleasured her Mate.

Melanie continued sucking, relishing each and every taste of him until she could feel his balls start to tighten. Releasing his cock with an audible pop, she looked up to see Keith's face in lustful torture. "Why did you stop?"

"Because I want you to finish inside me," Melanie replied, quickly bouncing to her feet and peeling off her soaked pants. Casting them aside, she straddled Keith's lap again, lining up his cock with her soaked pussy lips. "But you have to wait until I can cum too."

Keith's feral grin reappeared, as his arms encircled Melanie's waist. "I'll take that challenge. First one to cum makes breakfast in the morning?"

"I like my toast with butter and strawberry jam," Mel replied, lowering herself onto his steely hard shaft. She cried out at the penetration, feeling again the welcome fullness that came with his huge manhood inside her. This time, though, she could see in Keith's eyes, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and started to ride him. Using just her thighs and hips, she rose and lowered, controlling the pace and angle, feeling every delicious jolt of sexual electricity course through her body as his cock rubbed against her clit.

"Oh you're so good," she sighed, knowing that she was losing control, and not really giving a damn. She knew Keith loved her, and better still, respected her. Melanie gave herself willingly to her Mate, creating between them something beautiful and sacred. Melanie made love to him as the antithesis of what she knew those working girls did, to show the universe that sex was the most beautiful, tender act two people could do. She gave herself to him, showed her weakness to her Mate, and in return became all the stronger for it.

Melanie's legs worked faster, impaling herself over and over on Keith, as he began to thrust back up into her. His hands moved from her hips to her t-shirt, and Keith slipped his left hand underneath to tweak her nipple. This last jolt sent Melanie over the edge, and she felt her climax crash over her, the waves of ecstasy looping between her brain, her pussy, and back again. Her climax triggered Keith's, and she relished in the feeling of his hot cum filling her again as he emptied himself, spurt after massive spurt jetting inside of her, pushing her orgasm to a higher climax than before.

It was funny, she thought in that instant after the jolts stopped. She had never had unprotected sex before, and yet with Keith she had no qualms about being impregnated by him, even after knowing him just a short time. Panting, she came down from her sexual high to look her Mate in the eye. "I guess I'm making you pancakes in the morning?" she asked, capturing his mouth with a playfully tender kiss.

"Pancakes?" Keith joked back, returning the kiss. "By the time we wake up, it'll be lunch time. I'll want a full on brunch."

"Can't do brunch," Mel laughed, kissing him again. "I'm terrible with anything besides pancakes and eggs."

"We have a busy day tomorrow. We should get some sleep," she said, finding her pants and flipping them over her shoulder. She started walking towards her bedroom. "Will you join me in my room?"

"No," Keith said, causing Melanie to stop and look back. "I would like you to join me in the Master bedroom if you don't mind."

Melanie smiled and turned towards where Keith was gesturing. "Lead on, my love."