Written In Stone

to try it. Shutting his eyes, he concentrated on Angie's beautiful face, her lovely breasts, her small waist, and her softly rounded hips. He let the image come together in his mind until she seemed almost real to him, and he could  reach out and touch her. Saying her name softly, he told her how beautiful she was, how much he wanted her, how much he wanted to feel her hands on him.
    ~ * ~
    Angie could have sworn she heard Gavin's voice but that was impossible. She was alone in her room, with the door shut and locked. Even Mrs. Waterston decided to let her rest peacefully, for now anyway. Angie closed her eyes again and drifted on that peaceful edge between being awake and sleeping.
     
    "You are the most beautiful woman, Angela," Gavin whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "I've wanted you since the first moment I saw you. Tell me you want me too, Angie."
    "Mmm," she moaned, "yes, Gavin. I want you. Touch me. Show me you want me."
     
    ~ * ~
     
    Gavin's eyes flew open. Looking around, he was still alone, but he heard her. She heard him. They were linked on a level he couldn't comprehend, a level that hadn't required exchanging blood. Now he wondered how much deeper it would go when they actually did share blood. His experiment worked, she was his, he was hers, but why stop now? This was magical and he didn't want to miss a thing.
    ~ * ~
    Gavin let his tongue glide down her long neck to where it curved into her shoulder. That was where he wanted to sink his fangs into, right there in that sweet little spot, and it was all he could do not to bite her as the tips of his fangs grazed her silky skin.
    Cupping one of her breasts in one hand, he gently squeezed and rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb until he heard her moan. Then he dropped his mouth to her nipple and feasted; first one breast, then the other. He kissed his way back up her throat and nipped her bottom lip before sealing his mouth over hers. The kiss rocked him. It slid down his throat, into his body, through his heart and into his soul.
    Angela had never received a kiss like this before. It was searing her soul, and she thought he would consume her with his mouth. He licked and kissed down her body, over her belly, to her legs, separating her thighs. Then he did consume her. He sucked and nibbled at her clit and thrust his tongue into the dark, wet depths of her pussy. He kissed the soft skin of her inner thighs.
    "Gavin," she breathed hoarsely, "more. Please, Gavin."
    Her words shot through him, and he gave her more — more of his tongue, more of his mouth, and more of his fingers until she was writhing beneath him, fisting her hands in the bed covers, and coming off the bed as her orgasm rocked through her body. Gavin clutched her hips in both hands, raising her bottom off the bed and throwing her legs over his shoulders. He watched her face as he slammed his hard cock into her.
    "More," she whispered.
    It was all he needed. He pounded into her with wild abandon, rocking the bed until it felt  as though it would collapse. He continued to pound her pussy, and still, she asked for more. Grasping her by the waist, he raised her until she was upright and he was leaning over backwards, working his legs out from under him until their positions reversed.
    "Take what you want," he told her, his fingers sinking into the flesh of her hips.
    Angie leaned over him, dragged her breasts across his face, letting a nipple dip into his mouth, and he sucked it hard and deep. She winced at the pain, but he didn't stop sucking. Angie braced her hands against his chest and began riding him. Rising until he was nearly out of her, she slammed back down, sheathing him inside her, grinding herself onto him. Over and over she repeated the action until Gavin was about to explode. Then, in one last movement, Angie's head fell back, and her body arched, her nails cutting his flesh as she came. Gavin held her hips tightly in both hands, arching into her as his own orgasm shot into her in a burst of hot, white light.
    Angie collapsed on top of him, panting hard. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed the top of her head. She sat up on him again and saw where her nails cut him. She looked at her fingertips covered in his blood. She sucked each finger into her mouth, licking his blood from them. "Now," she said, "we'll be together forever."
    ~ * ~
    Gavin sat straight up on his bed and looked down at himself. Well, he thought, it had been a thorough fantasy. He