~ Dakota ~
A chime went off on her com phone every two hours reminding her to approach him for feeding. In the early evening, his hand went out to stop her. “Enough for one evening.”
Dakota stared down him with a concerned look on her face. “You agreed to your discharge instructions. The physician’s script says feed every 2 hours.” Her voice turned softer as she offered, “If you don’t like feeding from me, I can arrange for a friend to come for you. Would you prefer a male or a female? Human or mixed heritage?”
He turned his head. “I don’t wish to feed from another. I’ll be fine. Do you realize I have taken almost a pint of blood from you today? It is not safe.”
She got up headed across the room, coming back a couple of minutes later with a cell phone to her ear and handed it to him.
Alek responded, “Hello, who is this?”
“Dr. Walen. Dakota tells me you are refusing to feed. I need you to understand that your system needs that nutrition. I know it seems like a lot but I have her on special medication that slows down her metabolism and regenerates her blood supply at an exponential rate. She couldn’t run a marathon right now but you could almost drain her dry and she would just fall asleep and generate more as she slept. Do you understand? You can take up to a fourth of everything in her system at a time without any risk of harming her.”
“I understand.”
Handing the phone back to Dakota she spoke to the physician herslef. “No, no, negative side effects at all. I feel healthy as I have ever been but that is no good if he doesn’t prefer me as a feeding partner. Maybe we should find him someone else. Maybe send several for him to choose from.”
Alek’s hand came out and touched her arm. He said contritely, “Please don’t do that. I will feed. I prefer to feed from you.”
Nodding, she hung up the telephone. He pulled her into his arms and nuzzled her neck before gently bit her yet again.
“No hard feelings, I’m just trying to put humpty dumpty back together again.”
He laughed softly at her reference to the human children’s rhyme and ran his hands up and down her sides as he gently fed from her neck. She was slowly becoming aroused by his touch. Running her hands up his chest, she rested them around his neck and gently stroked his hair. They were being a little more hands on that most vampires were with their feeding partners but it was just because he was needy after his long ordeal.
His body was extremely cool to the touch, another vampire trait, most noticeable in the full bloods. She never anticipated how very much she would enjoy having his fangs in her neck, more so than any vampire she had ever fed. She wondered if he could tell she was growing to like his touch in that way.
The more she was around him, the more she realized that although he was shy, reserved, and dignified, he was also quite assertive when he needed to be. She liked his kind manner and thought him graceful and elegant. His voice was smooth and gentle. He made intelligent conversation and had a subtle self-effacing sense of humor she found quite appealing. Although he was extremely attractive, he was someone you really couldn’t appreciate fully until you spent some time in his company.
Dakota had agreed to stay on for a few more days in addition to the three she had already spent with him. She would have to continue to pursue him to get him to feed. He seemed to love feeding from her but also seemed to feel guilty about doing so. She realized it was because she was not his love mate or his preferred feeding partner and it was socially awkward for him. Just another example of the kind of considerate behavior she was growing to expect from him.
She woke up for the fourth time that day and noticed him watching her sleep. He seemed to have tears in his eyes. She knew he was still having bad dreams about his time in the crypt and had taken to sleeping in the same room with him at night. She reached out and touched his face.
He gently kissed her hand. “Thank you for finally finding me. You can’t imagine how miserable I was there.”
She ran her hand through the side of his hair and replied, “I absolutely can imagine how miserable you were. It was my worst nightmare come true?”
She glanced at the clock, discovering it was almost ten in the morning. She sat up, frowning at how easily the morning was getting away from her. “You are looking better. Would you like a shower?”
His expression could only be described at heated. Dakota led him to the downstairs guest shower and turned the water on for him. “I’ll help you but you need to hold onto something. You’re still weak and I can’t risk you falling.”
“A lot has changed since I was last with a woman. It used to be that only strong and good looking men got to spend naked time with a beautiful lady, now it seems that the old, sick, and unattractive somehow merit the honor.”
Rolling her eye, Dakota responded “I think you know that you are not any of those things. Besides, I am not going to be naked and neither are you.”
She helped him remove his clothing down to his underwear. She stepped out and returned wearing her panties. Her breasts were beautiful, large, full globes with soft pink peaks.
She didn’t feel at all strange because she normally wore exactly this much coverage at the beach or swimming at the spa. Most women these days went without a swim suit top. It was considered socially acceptable, even by most conservatives. Breasts were quickly becoming just another body part to most people.
They stepped into the shower together. She began lathering his body and thoroughly washed his hair a couple of times. Alek made little sounds that let her know he found her touch soothing.
“That’s really nice. It feels invigorating and refreshing.”
“The regular feedings have gone a long way towards restoring your strength.”
Dakota thought they’d worked like pure magic. His skin had grown soft and supple, his hair was still a little dull but his muscle tone was slowly regenerating.
Dakota thought he was actually quite attractive, especially without clothing. She was not expecting the reaction touching him aroused in her body. It was embarrassing when her nipples became very perky and her insides warmed, sending signals to some pretty interesting places. She blushed a deep shade of pink. Immediately turned away, she hoped he wouldn’t notice as she began washing her hair.
Unbeknownst to her, when she lifted her arms, her womanly form was displayed to its best advantage. Her long, dark hair clung to her curvaceous figure. God in heaven help her, for liking his touch.
Alek soap on his hands and slowly began rubbing his hands over her body. Though shocked, she did not pull away. His hands slid to her chest and he slowly ran his palms over her soft peaks, provoking sharp waves of pleasure. The small sound that escaped from her lips told him what she refused to say in words. He pulled her to him, rinsed her under the shower and before she could protest, he was kissing her lips. He was shocked that her response to him was both immediate and passionate, almost matching his own.
She pushed him back gently with the palm of her hand and said weakly, “I think I may have seriously underestimated whatever this is going on between us. We should get out of the shower and get on with the feedings. We are both losing our focus here.” She turned her back to him and moved to step out of the shower but he slid his arms around from behind, running his hands up her stomach to her breasts.
He whispered, “We can get on with the feeding right here.” He gently pulled her back onto his body, nuzzled his face into her neck, and bit her hard as one of his hands slid down, into her wet panties, and explored her feminine heat.
She could feel his strong, hard manhood pressing against her buttocks and was shocked to feel herself melting back into his arms. His fingers moving on her body was sending white hot sparks off in all the right places, reminding her of a victory day sparkler. He was obviously experienced at pleasuring a woman. His skillful touch shook her body in a powerful orgasm within moments.
He whispered in her ear as he kissed her neck, “You are very easy to please, my beautiful little hunter.”
His illicit words thrilled her almost as much as his touch. She turned tentatively in his arms, looked into his face, and found only admiration and smoldering desire. She tried her best to just walk away but her good intentions melted away and instead, she found herself doing just the opposite.
If he had just been one tiny bit less sexy, she might have been able to pull away but she pulled him to her instead. “You seem to have quite an expert touch for a celibate.”
He sighed, circling his arms around her. “Trust me, beautiful, some things a male never forgets and pleasuring a female falls into that category. You humans have a saying related to bikes or something to describe it.”
She kissed his lips, as she slipped his underwear from his hips. Wrapping her hand around his gorgeous rod, she stroked him slowly up and down. “Hold me and feed.” He slowly kissed his way to her neck, sucked the appropriate vein to the surface of her skin, and bit her gently in the same spot. He sucked large mouthfuls of her blood as she firmly stroked him.
Using a firm touch, she easily brought him to his fall as he drank. Dakota could tell he wss lost is a haze of lust. Seeing him that way piqued her own need again. Feeling his fangs in her neck was heady stuff. He seemed embarrassed that he came so quickly and with such force. She watched as it splashed on her stomach and was washed quickly off by the water pouring from above. He seemed in no hurry to let her go once he had come.
Holding her in his arms, with one hand clasped behind the nape of her neck and the other on her lower back, his lips found hers again. He deepened his kisses to the point that she felt his kisses were almost more intimate than their innocent love play. This vampire was demanding in his own understated way. His sensual tongue crumbled what little resolve she had to separate herself from him.
Dakota pulled back, shaking her head to clear the haze of passion. “I’m making a mental note that we absolutely cannot be naked together again. Things get out of control fast.”
She tried to slip out of the shower but he grabbed her by one hand, brought her hand to his lips. “I thought this was not considered getting naked and…, um…, if that was out of control in your world, then you don’t get out much.”
She smiled at his gentle love play and tugged her hand free. Stepping out of the shower. Dakota couldn’t help berating herself for making such a beginners mistake with the handsome vampire. She should never have thought she could do a good deed like that. She should have realized by how much she enjoyed feeding him that she would have a seriously over the top reaction to seeing him practically naked.
~ Alek ~
Alek stood for long time, allowing the warm water to run over his skin. It felt like heaven to have a beautiful woman in his arms pleasuring him as he fed. He smiled at how easily she climaxed when he touched her. He knew that meant only one of two things, either she had gone a long time without being intimate with a male or that she loved his touch. He sincerely hoped it was the second option. He wondered if she would still be there when he got out of the shower or if he had scared her away entirely.
He was pleasantly surprised to exit the shower and find she was indeed still with him. Her hands quickly came out to assist him out of the shower. “I’m fine.”
Seeing she’d dress in pale pink shorts and a tank top, Alek wished she’d not been so quick to cover herself. She looked lovely, then again she always did look amazing. Though wearing almost no clothing was socially acceptable for females on this planet, it did nothing to diminish his desire for her. She helped him dry and dress and took him to rest on the guest bed.
Sitting on the bed beside him, she blew his hair dry.
He smiled and said “Thank you, for everything. I have gone for years without a proper feeding or sexing and I can’t say anyone has ever blown my hair dry for me before.”
“You already know that I’m more than happy to feed you, but I cannot be naked with you again. You’re far too much temptation for one woman.”
“You’d probably be surprised at proficient women are at resisting my many charms.”
“Be that as it may, you’ll never get your strength back if I feed you, and then drain all your energy away like that.”
Alek reached out touch her on the arm. “I am sorry if you felt I pressed you. It’s just that you are very attractive and I’m apparently not as polite as I like to think I am.”
She smiled up at him. “Don’t ever apologize for being a gorgeous, fully functioning adult male. I’m afraid you are simply too attractive to say no to, but, then, on the other hand, you are just not well enough to say yes to quite yet. I hope that makes sense to you?”
He leaned back on one elbow and glanced down at the bed, looking uncomfortable.
She quipped, “Besides, it was more my pleasure than yours.”
He reached out and moved a strand of hair from her cheek back. “We could argue about who that was more pleasurable for all day long I’m afraid.”
She didn’t know why she wanted to continue to talk about it but she did. “I wouldn’t consider that a proper sexing for a gorgeous male like yourself. I am sure you’ve had better servicing at the spa.”
He smiled and replied, “Some experiences in this world money cannot buy, my dear. However, if you are truly not happy with your performance, I might agree to keep practicing with you. I’m sure we can eventually get you to a performance point you are happy with.” His voice was deep, rich, and sent a strong message straight to her sex. Alek was that lethal combination of sexy, smart, and funny.
She laughed, hitting him softly with a pillow. “Gorgeous and a good sense of humor. Please tell me, what woman could resist you? I never even stood a chance.”
He smiled, apparently enjoying her gentle teasing “I hope you realize that when I’m inappropriate with you and you compliment me instead of chastising me, it does nothing to discourage my interest in you.”
She rolled her eyes, she continued their easy banter. “I’m afraid it’s merely an issue of convenience. I happen to be here with you. We both know you have been acquainted with me for some time and have never approached me that way before.”
He looked at her with simmering desire. “Trust me, that is not a mistake I am likely to make again, Miss. Dakota.”
She glanced down at his hand which was leisurely tracing a small heart on her skin, just above the knee, as they spoke. She tilted her head slightly and he wondered he was coming on a bit strong.
She removed his hand, murmuring quietly. “You have really good nonverbal communication. I hate to be a bore but you know you have to feed to get better.”
She moved closer to him and presented her neck. Alek reluctantly bit her and drank until she became weak and he gathered her in his arms and she slept on his chest. She woke, he fed, and she slept again. This happened over and over for almost four days. Over that four days, his eyes slowly recovered their luster and shown a bright red after he fed. He was careful to avoid taking too much at one time and ensured she drank, ate, and took the medication the doctor prescribed for her. They were like a perfectly synchronized feeding unit.
Each time she woke, they talked and he came to realize that she was much more than a beautiful hunter and a compassionate temporary feeding partner. She was warm, caring, funny, and playful. He enjoyed her company more than any woman he had ever met.
He loved that she seemed to enjoy spending time with him and his girls. They loved to watch movies and play chess and she taught them a game called Mahjong. He realized she was pretty competitive and fit right in with his overachieving family. She baked human food several more times and he realized he loved the smell but was not quite brave enough to attempt to eat any of it.
He went to his physician for a checkup and the recommendation was more feeding but every five hours instead of every two hours. He offered to try to find another feeding partner but Dakota assured him she was fine to stay for another week or so, if he still wanted her. He jumped at the chance to spend more time with her. He genuinely was not interested in getting used to an entirely different partner. He would if he had to, but honestly didn’t feel quite up for a change.
Alek dearly wanted to be strong again and out of a feeding situation with her. He felt that as long as she was obligated to feed him, she would not allow herself to get close to him and he had to admit that she did seem inclined to get close to him. More than anything in the world right now, he wanted to develop a relationship with her.
She caught him walking by, pulled him down on her, and he drank for the third time in the day. He had been dialing back both the quantity as well as the frequency of his feeding with her. He pulled back after a couple of mouthfuls and was slightly embarrassed that she was watching him wipe her blood from his lips. It felt intimate and wrong somehow, to feed from another person. His rational mind knew better but he couldn’t help the way he felt. No amount of positive self-talk could ever seem to impact his emotions in this one area of being a vampire.
She smiled brightly. “I’m glad you decided to be more reasonable about feeding.”
He smiled and awkwardly responded, “Thank you again for nursing me, Miss. Dakota. I know you must have better things to do with your time than hang around my place, feeding a sick vampire.”
“Spending time with you is a genuine pleasure. Besides, it’s not like I had to shop, bring home groceries, cook food, serve you, and wash up the dishes. Trust me, feeding my kind is a real pain. Feeding you is as easy as having a nice cuddle with a cute guy.”
He smiled at how she downplayed her generosity. His heart sang because she admitted that she thought he was cute and she liked cuddling with him. That she actually enjoyed spending time with him was something he would have never expected in a million Earth years because he really was quite boring.
The pretty hunter seemed to love the interaction of feeding almost as much as he did. There was a tipping point where all his inhibitions seemed to come tumbling down and his instincts kicked in during a feeding.
Alek hated feeling the primal urge to feed, always afraid he would cross the line with her. Dakota seemed to love provoking him that way. She did it by tempting him into drinking her blood and flirting outrageously until they were sexually. She tilted his face to look into his eyes. Alek hated the way his eyes changed color, marking forever as the primal beast he was. He’d always thought of blood lust as more a curse than a gift.
During the blood lust, their fangs dropped down fully, their thirst increased dramatically, and their sexual needs were virtually insatiable. Most vampire males were pretty laid back and kind of aloof, except when their blood lust took them. Then their passions took flight and they were a sight to see.