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Disclaimer: I am not Christine Feehan, nor do I own her or her works. I just really like her books. ^_^ Calamity is my own creation. Though I did borrow her name from history... ^_-

Dark Passion

A Dark Series FanFic

by: Fiona Fairhame

Chapter 5

Calamity wakes as the sun begins to set over the mountains. She opens her eyes to see glittering green orbs staring back at her. Rough hands caress her body in the most loving of manners, reawakening the fire slumbering within. “Good evening, my love,” she whispers as she leans down to give him a quick, thorough kiss.

It is now, he replies, kissing her back with equal passion. When she breaks off the kiss, and moves to sit up, one of his hands holds her down while massaging the nape of her neck. I have great need of you, little one, he states as his teeth scrape erotically over the pulse in her neck. As I'm sure you have noticed, he whispers sardonically as his manhood hardens even further, still ensconced in her tight sheath.

Hmm, that feels good, she sighs into his mind. Let me up, love, I want to ride you. His hand stays in place, massaging the nape of her neck. She turns her head to nibble lovingly on his ear. His teeth continue scraping along the pulse on her neck. So you need to feed, hmm? Drink deep, my love. “Then let me ride you,” her husky voice whispers in his ear. Her hips begin moving restlessly against his. How do you manage to make me want you so much? She inquires as his incisors lengthen and scrape against her pulse. Her body shudders with a sudden, intense desire.

Ahh love, you tempt me so. His teeth scrape her pulse once more before sinking deep. Her sweet, spicy blood flows hotly into his mouth, the coppery taste addictive. His throat forms inarticulate sounds of pure erotic pleasure. After several minutes of drinking deeply, he feels her body weaken. He withdraws from her neck, closing the pinpricks left by his teeth with one quick swipe of his tongue. Are you alright? He inquires, worried.

“Hmm, yeah,” she replies drowsily. “That was wonderful.” Now, I get to ride you. She sits up slowly, running her hands down his chest as she does. She begins to move her hips up and down over his, impaling herself repeatedly. His hands run up the sides of her body and over her shoulders, down her front over her breasts to rub her stomach. She moans with pleasure, and smiles seductively down at him. One of her hands leaves the small circles she rubs over his abdomen to pull one of his hands up to cup her breast. Once she does the same with his other hand, she returns her hand back to its place on his stomach.

She flings her head back, moaning in ecstasy. Her hips speed up, riding him harder, faster, bringing them closer to fulfillment. “Oh, yes,” her husky voice hisses as his seed shoots into her. He growls out her name. Her sheath clenches convulsively, milking him. “Dominic,” she moans, fireworks going off in her head again. Sated, she collapses onto him. I love you.

I love you, too, little one. Dominic lifts her up by the hips and off of himself, laying her on the bed by his side. Are you sure you're alright? You feel weak, he states, voice heavy with concern.

“Dizzy,” she whispers. That's all, just a little dizzy. I guess I shouldn't have ridden you just after letting you feed. She smiles sleepily over at him. I'm tired again. You wore me out.

I should not have taken so much of your blood. You need to replenish.

Are you going to take me to a hospital or something? Is there even one near here?

No hospital. I was the one who endangered you, so I should be the one to replenish you.

How are you going to do that? She inquires drowsily.

Like this, he responds, sending her a mental image. She drinks from a small wound on his chest while he plunges into her, making love to her again.

You're insatiable, she comments wryly. I can't imagine drinking blood. She blanches visibly at the thought.

Please, love, do it for me. He sends a compulsion for obedience along with the mental command. I can not bear to see you in pain. Your pain is my pain.

“Don't try to force my obedience. I like my independence, thank you,” she asserts emphatically. Besides, I'll be fine. I just need to eat something, maybe rest a bit. A small yawn escapes her full lips.

The innkeeper has supper ready downstairs. You should go eat something.

You're right, I should go have dinner. She knows as soon as he thinks of the other males that will likely be downstairs dining. A fierce, violent jealousy blooms inside him. I do not want anyone else, you know that. You can read my mind, right? She smiles. Why don't you accompany me if you're so worried?

I most certainly shall, he replies, all smug male satisfaction.

Calamity sits up to look around the room for their clothes. “Where are my clothes?” she asks, low voice filled with annoyance. “I can see my shirt, but what happened to the rest of them? That was my favorite bra.” You owe me, she thinks.

Will this do? He asks, handing her a newly-created bra in the same style and color as the one she lost that morning.

“Where did you hide it?” she inquires. “And where are the rest of my clothes?” Her voice now sounds amused instead of annoyed.

Look underneath the bed, he states while creating replicas of their clothes from this morning just under the edge of the bed. Luckily, she was wearing all natural fibers this morning so he was able to make the clothing. Dominic mentally breathes a small sigh of relief.

She leans over him, putting her rear end in the air. Her hands reach down under the edge of the bed, fishing around until she finds cloth. She grabs the stack of clothes just as one large, rough hand rubs over her rear.

You have such a wonderful body, my love. Just the sight of it fills me with desire. His member hardens noticeably, pressing into her stomach.

So I noticed, she replies, wiggling her bottom suggestively at him. Unfortunately, I need to eat. I do need food to survive, she continues as her stomach rumbles loudly. She sits back on the bed, bringing the pile of clothes with her. “Let's get dressed so we can go down to dinner.”

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. ^_^
To aquamum: *sarcasm* No, that won't cause any problems at all. */sarcasm* ^_^
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