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Dark Passion

A Dark Series FanFic

by: Fiona Fairhame

Chapter 3

“Come sit with me whilst I explain things, little one.” Dominic commands softly, holding one hand out to her.

She shakes her head no. I need to be able to think rationally. She feels inexplicably drawn to him, but forces herself to remain still.

“Please,” he adds, giving a small compulsion with the word. The please makes it sound like she has a choice, the compulsion insures she does not. So I impede your ability to think rationally, do I?

Despite her best efforts, Jane finds herself walking towards the bed. Never do that again, she thinks at him with an angry glare. The please was enough; you didn't have to force me. I hate being forced into doing things against my will. She easily slips back into the habit of mental communication; it seems natural with him.

My apologies, little one. I just want to be close to you.

And quit calling me little one. “Are you always this annoying?” she asks, reaching his side. She sits on the edge of the bed and places one of her small hands in his much larger one. Her body wants to be close to him, even something as small as holding hands. She feels herself respond to his proximity, warming all over. Why do you affect me so?

I am your lifemate, my dear. “We can do nothing other than affect each other deeply. You will come to understand this after a time,” he states, smiling sensuously. “Once we are joined, we will have to stay in almost constant contact. After all, neither of us can live without the other. When we are apart, it is like we are missing a piece of ourselves. That is what I have heard at least.” His hand caresses its way up her arm, massaging slow circles on her inner elbow.

Stifling a yawn, she asks, “What do you mean by lifemate? I've never heard that term before. And joined, what do you mean by that?” Another yawn escapes her full lips.

“You are tired, my dear Calamity. Lay here beside me while we talk,” he requests as he pats a spot on the bed on the other side of his body with his free hand. Dominic does not even attempt to use compulsion on her, afraid he might drive her to run away if he does.

She tries to climb over him, but ends up straddling his hips. “Oh my,” she breathes, feeling his obvious arousal through the layers of cloth separating them. She tries to finish climbing over him, but cannot seem to make herself move further. The feeling of his body so intimately pressed against her own feels too good, too right. Her blue-green eyes darken as her body responds to his arousal with a intense hunger of its own.

One of his hands runs up the side of her body, fingers brushing over the sides of her full breasts. His hand massages the nape of her neck as he pulls her down to him, her hands landing on either side of his head. He seeks her mouth hungrily. You smell wonderful and you feel even better. Please let me kiss you, little one.

Just one kiss, she replies; her first kiss. Then you explain everything like you promised. Her slightly open mouth descends to meet his. His tongue gently probes the inside of her mouth. His hands grip her hips. Her body melts against him as their tongues dance erotically. Liquid heat streams through her veins, burning her up from the inside out. We need to stop, she pleads mentally. We barely even know each other. It's much too soon for this.

Then maybe you should stop trying to ride me, he growls in her head, and soon, or I may not be able to stop myself. His hands slowly, reluctantly release her hips.

Jane breaks the kiss, muttering, “Sorry, I didn't even realize what I was doing. I couldn't seem to help myself,” she explains, rolling off of him to lie on her back. She takes a deep breath before requesting, “Now, will you explain things as you promised? Or will I have to extract the information from you?” She leans up on one elbow to grin slyly at him. Her other hand reaches to trace circles on his chest through the cloth of his shirt.

“I promised to explain things, and so I shall.” Though I do wonder how you would go about extracting the information. It may even be worth breaking a promise, he states directly to her mind. She moves a hand up as if to punch his shoulder. He captures her small hand in his larger one, pries her fist open and kisses her open palm. His tongue caresses her fingertips, while his dark eyes look deeply into her blue-green ones.

He proceeds to mentally tell her some of the history of the Carpathian race. How they live nocturnally because of their weakness to the sun. His explanation includes joining and lifemates, but not the bleaker aspects. He does not mention the dark beast that dwells within every Carpathian male, the potential vampire. He tells her of his race's dependence on blood while his tongue caresses her wrist, moving in slow circles. His teeth gently scrape across her wrist, his need for blood clearly evident.

“Did you feed this past night?” Jane inquires softly, the sudden need to provide for him, to care for him, taking over.

“No,” he replies. I was planning to greet the dawn this day, so I didn't see the need to bother.

“Does it hurt? Being bitten, I mean. What does it feel like?” She does wonder why he was going to commit suicide by 'greeting the dawn.' However, she chooses not to ask just yet, confident he will tell her eventually, when he is ready. Jane never questions her complete trust of a virtual stranger. Normally, she is not so trusting.

“It does not hurt much, I know that much from experience, having donated to others many times. However, I have heard that it feels a bit different between lifemates. Enjoyable, erotic even.” His sensual smile warms her insides. “Why do you ask?”

“I want you to... I want you to take my blood. Please let me help you, let me provide for you in this small way.” She swallows convulsively, lying back down on her back. “I don't know how much time we may have together. I have to go back to college soon, two months at the most.” Her voice lowers slightly with each word, ending in a mere whisper. “I already don't want to be apart from you,” she breathes. “What's happening to me?”

This is the bond between lifemates that you feel. It only grows stronger with time. We are not even joined yet.

That's what I was afraid of, she whispers mentally. “I don't want to be so dependent on anyone. I've been alone for most of my life. I'm used to being independent. I don't want you to suffer, though. Not if I can do something about it.” I think I'm falling for you. I'm scared.

It grows late, my love. I need to rest soon. Did you mean your offer of sustenance?

Jane nods in reply. “Yes,” she whispers. “I want to do this for you.” So this may be an erotic experience? She asks via their mental communication pathway. Where do you want to bite me? She inquires, turning to lie on one side and smile slyly at him. Her free arm moves to lazily draw circles on his chest. She blushes as she confesses, “I've never acted like this before. I'm usually so shy around men, but I can't seem to stop touching you, teasing you.”

Dominic turns on his side just long enough to grab hold of her hips. He turns over onto his back, dragging her with him. One hand remains on her hip while the other moves to gently trace the vee neckline of her shirt. Your skin is so wonderfully soft. I cannot help but wonder if it is all this soft. I want to feel all of you, see all of your beauty. I want you; I need you. His beast beats at him to claim her now. Make fierce, savage love to her. Make her scream his name in passion.

“I thought you needed to rest,” she reminds him. She leans over to kiss his waiting lips. Don't you need to feed? She inquires as her tongue begins a leisurely exploration of his mouth.

An answering growl starts low in his throat, only to be lost into her mouth. Are you trying to drive me insane? If you do not stop trying to ride me, I may do something I'll regret.

Sorry, she thinks. Jane pulls herself out of the kiss. She smiles sweetly as she says, Then feed. She anxiously waits to see where he will choose to feed from. Her breath intakes sharply as he sends her an erotic image of him feeding from one of her breasts while they make love. So, you're a breast man I see.

Only yours.

She blushes with happiness, reaching trembling fingers up to the buttons of her shirt as she sits up on his lap.

His hands reach for hers, grabbing hold to stop her for the moment. Are you sure? I don't want you to feel forced into anything. I can feed from your neck or even your wrist.

That would be safer. I already want to be with you; I don't need any further temptations. His hands let go of hers, reaching up to her neck, trying to pull her down to him. Her hands begin unbuttoning her shirt, though they no longer tremble. I've never been one for playing it safe, she smiles sensually. I tend to jump into things with both feet. Never in my life have I been so attracted to a man as I am to you. She quickly finishes unfastening her top and pulls it off, revealing the lacy blue bra underneath. Her smile widens as she feels his body's reaction.

His already stiff member hardens even further as he watches her fling off her shirt. She does not resist when he pulls her down to him. You are playing with fire, little one, he warns.

Author's Note: I hope you are enjoying my little story so far. If so (or if not), please read and review! Feedback is appreciated. Thanks. ^_^ Oh, and this story will start deserving it's rating quite soon. As in, the very next chapter. ^_-
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