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The Seven Deadly Sins	By : gypsybaby21 Category: M through R > Night World Series Views: 4196 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Three: Lust
"Ash," she spoke breathlessly, her eyes searching his face.
She slowly turned, her fingers fiddling with the hem of her cashmere sweater. While shuffling her feet on the ground, she bowed her head, and took a deep, shuddering breath.
God she's beautiful, Ash thought to himself again. Oh please don't let me become a babbling idiot.
Not knowing what had come over him Ash swiftly reached forward and gently pulled her to him. He lifted his hands, cupping her face, both thumbs gently, lovingly, caressing her cheekbones, his movements forcing her to keep eye contact. He slowly leaned forward, holding in a grin as he watched her eyelids close. "God you're beautiful," Ash whispered in her ear.
Something happened in that moment that Mary-Lynnette turned her face into his neck and softly placed a kiss against the juncture where neck and shoulder met; it was something he hadn't felt in a while. He felt content, the most at ease he's ever been. Ash was holding his soulmate and vice-versa at a reunion that was sure to be as sweet as he remembered her blood to be. He didn't think it could get better than this.
He had been afraid, so afraid that she would reject him, so frightened that she would look upon him in disgust, as if he were a lowly being. The fact that she didn't, made him want her more, that fact that she had been just as afraid, yet excited all at once made him need her desperately. More importantly was the fact that she wanted him too. The smell of her excitement was coming off of her in waves. The spiked with a hint of arousal could have been enough to knock Ash off his feet though. He couldn't image what would have happened if he hadn't been holding her.
"I missed you so much," she whispered against his neck, sending shivers down his spine.
"Mare," he breathed, scrapping his teeth along her neck, darting his tongue out to run against the hot vein of blood in her neck. He placed an open mouth kiss beneath her ear before gently sucking on the lobe.
Mary-Lynnette made the transition to full blown arousal so swiftly that Ash had to pull away from her before he lost control. She reminded him a female shifter in heat, only much sweeter. Her smell alone was mouth watering, but her smell in heat was intoxicating. Situation at best Ash had expected the reuniting to be intense, but with the way it was going it was going to be explosive. And he really wasn't caring to much about the crowded airport at the moment.
His teeth extended. He wanted to taste her…in more ways than one. Ash pulled back and then attacked her mouth, sucking her tongue, gripping her face with one hand so that she couldn't pull away from the surprising forcefulness of his actions. His other hand slid down the side of her breast, jerking at her hips, pulling her closer. He had to coax himself to be gentler, managing to remind himself that she was still human.
Deciding finally that she wouldn't pull away, he released her chin, sliding his other hand down to cup her ass, attempting to lift her up so she could wrap those gorgeous legs around his—she was being just difficult!
He growled a warning as she struggled, clamping his hands on her thighs, spreading them slightly.
She gasped. "Ash-"
It felt as if his mind had exploded and he was trying desperately to connect the pieces just to get himself under some semblance of control, but the monster in him wasn't going to let him.
His eyes darkened as he watched her bite her lip to keep from making a noise, to keep from drawing more attention to them as he slid one of his hands up her inner thigh. She immediately jerked his hand away, entangling her fingers in his, her other hand automatically reaching up to pet his hair, trying to soothe his beast.
After a few minutes of her running her fingers through his hair, it actually worked.
"I guess you missed me too," she chuckled breathlessly.
"I'm sorry I just—" Ash started looking bewildered, knowing perfectly well what came over him, but not why he couldn't control it.
Her cheeks colored, and she bowed her head, biting her lower lip with embarrassment, she meant to pull herself away, but Ash wouldn't have it. He'd calmed, but not that much. He needed the contact and not just because he was painfully hard. Ash tried to hold in another animalistic growl that rolled from his gut and erupted from his mouth, but with no luck he bowed his head to her neck.
"Just don't move for a few minutes, okay," he whispered against her rapidly beating pulse.
She had physically done all that she could to meet his request, but her pulse wasn't calming down and another hunger over took him. Ash unconsciously started running his already lengthened teeth against her jugular.
He nearly cried out with joy when he heard her gasp with surprise, the air was thick with her fear and lust, intoxicating him more. Unconsciously he bit down just a little bit, as if to just nuzzle her neck—or so it would appear to human onlookers. To a lamia or made vampire it would be pride at the mere fact of 'some action' happening in the lobby of an airport, after all the jugular was the sweetest part of the throat-and more filling, but to Ash it was such an intense moment that it nearly made him orgasm.
"Ash?" Mare's voice cracked. "Are you going to bite me?"
He managed to pull back enough to whisper "yes," before sinking his teeth into her neck and that sweet tangy liquid filled his mouth. A muffled grunt escaped him, a free wandering hand clutched her hips to his and…
Oh fuck, oh fuck.
He came. In a very crowded airport.
He wrapped his arms around Mare's waist pulling her closely to him as he disengaged his teeth from her neck. He licked the wounds closed before resting his lips against her shoulder. "I'm sorry."
Ash was worried when she didn't say anything. He'd gone too far.
Oh shit.
He pulled away slightly, searching her face only to find the reddest blush he'd ever seen, the sexiest pouting lip being held down by the whitest teeth.
"Damn, you are a wet dream come true," he whispered into her cheek.
Her gasp of shock pleased him. Ash honestly didn't know what possessed him to be so verbally dirty with her; from the very start…their relationship hadn't been this intense in the beginning. Sure he had wanted too, but he'd managed to hold himself back. Apparently that wouldn't be the case anymore.
Slowly, he pulled away. He smiled gently down at her. Placing his index finger vertically against her mouth he began pushing her lips apart, intending to give her a calming kiss.
A gust of air escaped her lips and Ash lifted his eyes to hers. "I forgot how much your eyes shift colors," she whispered, so softly in fact that if he hadn't been a vampire he wouldn't have heard it.
The corner of his mouth lifted up into a smirk of satisfaction and he leaned forward to capture her lips. "Wait Ash-"
He slowly lifted his eye-lids open, searching her face. . "You want to talk."
Mary-Lynnette smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry; I know that probably isn't what you wanted to hear."
"Mare, it's fine. I've waited for you for a year, it won't kill me to wait a little longer. Just walk in front of me okay?"
"I beg your par—oh!" She gave a laugh, her deep blue eyes sparkling with childlike happiness as she leaned forward on her tiptoes and wrapped her fingers around his neck. She swiftly placed a quick, yet toe-curling kiss against his mouth before pulling away, sliding her hand down his arm, turning herself into him so that her back was against his chest, wrapping his arms around her waist. "By the way, you look gorgeous."
Ash paused. "Shouldn't that be my line?"
A surprised laugh escaped from her lips. "I think you like the way I look."
"Understatement," he spoke calmly as he slowly started to walk her forward.
He had refused to go for the black tie, black coat look, but half of the suit hadn't looked so bad. So instead of the whole gear he had opted out for the black slacks and white tuxedo shirt. Even though long sleeve tailored shirts weren't his forte he figured he could make an exception and go half way by rolling his sleeves up.
"Your arms look sexy, and if it's any consolation I was literally drooling when you hugged me. For a long time now I've almost thought of myself as asexual and that I dreamed this perfect vampire up."
Ash was delightfully surprised. "You've changed," he whispered softly.
"In a good way I hope."
"Haven't decided," he said playfully.
She clucked her tongue. "I'm going to kick you Ash Redfern."
"Well, I guess that's one way for me to drop bag."
Mary-Lynnette snorted. "What are you going on about?"
"I made a wooden statue of you from the picture I'd snapped of you before. I have no need to worship the statue when I have the real thing in front of me."
She frowned and stopped walking with him about a minute later and turned her head towards him. "I really am going to kick you."
Ash gasped "What?"
"I'm kidding," she chuckled playfully.
"I do have a statue."
"Nu-uh!" she said in denial.
"Well, after I left last year and got my own place I didn't have much to do, so I carved."
"I'm not sure if I should be worried or flattered."
Ash bowed his head, his wheat blond hair falling into the corner of his left eye. "Flattered would be good, not sure why'd you be worried."
The walked silently through crowded airport as if those annoying people weren't even there, as if it were just the two of them, Mare leaning against his front, walking with him.
"Ash, you told me last year that you wished you were human and I couldn't stop wondering if what you said would have an impact on how your life would be for that upcoming year. I just hope you didn't cut yourself off from people. It's just that everybody needs somebody."
"Mare, I didn't," he spoke softly, guilt tearing into his gut at the lie.
He had cut himself off, but his wish hadn't been the reason, it was Mare. She had been the reason, she was all that mattered, she was his life, his air, his heart, and she was the only person that mattered. She was his hero-or heroine; Mary-Lynnette saved him from himself and to have that taken away? It was like she'd been his addiction and that whole year was full of withdrawal symptoms.
"Everyone's so excited to see you Ash," she smiled happily up at him. "I told my parents we'd have dinner with them tonight and if it's okay with you afterwards maybe we could go look at the stars."
Ash took a deep breath as they finally reached the outside. "Of course."
"That's good," Mary-Lynnette said biting her bottom lip. She started heading towards a slightly less beat up green car, but quickly turned and hugged him tightly. "I have so much to tell you, so much that has happened."
He bent his head down, breathing in her scent and he knew that it was good to have her back.
To Be Continued…
Why did I decide to make this Lust?
Does this need an explanation?
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