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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 Six: Gluttony
When the, wanna be, male shrieked at Ash saying, "He left everything to you!" he hadn't really understood it fully. Of course the obituary should have done something for him, but with the sex depravation he was going through it was actually amazing he could function, let alone understand the situation. Max didn't actually leave Ash everything anyhow, only about 80% of his estates and money. He'd given ten percent to his two children and their spouses.
No longer would he struggle to pay his bills, better yet he wouldn't have to live in that crappy excuse for an apartment anymore. He could buy Mare anything she wanted. They could have a huge wedding…
Ash jolted in surprise, then flinched slightly when the thought washed over him again. He turned his head to Mare where she sat next to him in the black limousine that was now in the process of returning them from the meeting in the lawyers office were they' d gotten all the details on Max's will. She was dazed from the meeting and if the look on her face didn't show her tiredness the slowing of her breathing did as she started to drift. Ash himself had a headache after over two hours spent going over the will with Max's rather obnoxious adult children.
He smiled and brushed a strand of hair off her lips before moving to trace the line of her jaw.
Marriage.
Ash wasn't sure if he ever really believed in it. A piece of paper didn't mean anything. It couldn't even count as a symbol of a soul mates undying love.
Damn that sounded like bullshit, he thought as he trailed his fingers over her face.
He would though. Die for her. And he'd marry her, because it was what she dreamed about at night, every night since he'd come back. Sure he should feel guilt over eavesdropping on her thoughts while she was sleeping, but she was his addiction. It can only be called addiction if one tried to quit and failed and once upon a time he had tried to quit her, so he knew his cravings ran deep. He would do anything to be sated.
The limousine came to a smooth stop and a minute later the door opened. Ignoring the driver Ash, using his vampire speed, lifted Mary-Lynnette up, and was going through the door before the driver could even swallow his spit. Ash chuckled as he watched the balding, slightly rounded bellied man stand at the car door, stiff and straight, waiting for Ash and Mare to come out. The man stood there for ten minutes before he realized what was going on, shook his head in disbelief, went back into the limousine, and took off.
"Ash, you should be more careful," Mary-Lynnette whispered against his chest.
She was cradled in his arms, tucked intimately against his chest. He could feel her smile into him and the unintentional gasp that escaped his lips as she gently nipped just below his collar bone caused her to chuckle.
"Did you see his face?" Ash mumbled close to the top of her head.
The bellowing laughter coming from the den caused Ash to pause and turn around to go back outside.
"It was very funny," she agreed, then as an after thought, "where are we going?"
"Don't you remember? We're going to your house. No ones there to interrupt. I'll have you all to myself."
The full body shiver that went through her had Ash feeling like a cat about to eat the best canary of his life.
"I still need to demonstrate the wonder of my very long tongue," he whispered in her ear before darting his said anatomy out to capture her lobe.
Oh the things he was going to do to her and he started to tell her as he walked normal speed to her house, her in his arms the entire way.
When she cocked her head to the side, an obvious unspoken question at his slow pace, the side of his lip rose in an unintentional smirk. "Anticipation," he murmured gently against her cheek.
By the time they'd gotten there Ash had somehow managed, while still clutching her to him, to get a free hand down her pants, massaging her. Her face had turned bright red and she'd struggled at first, but as soon as he'd pushed into her with his fingers he had her. Once they'd gotten past the door and into the house she was squirming on the verge of explosion. As soon as he got to her room she was screaming, but not there yet, and when he'd taken her clothes off, placed her on the cool, crisp pink sheets in the middle of the bed, he couldn't help but stare.
"Ash, you've been looking at me for three minutes. I think you've seen everything you need to see!"
"Mare-"
Mary-Lynnette grunted as she wiggled her hips down the bed so that her feet boldly rested at the edge of it, her knees bent forming a V. She shifted further down so that the back of her heels touched either side her ass. "Ash, please make me c-come," she stumbled on the last word.
The deep shades of pink on her face and the flush that was spreading on her chest let Ash know what that deliriously sexy action had caused her. His ever changing eyes slid down her body to stare at her between her legs before he felt his knees collapse, dropping himself to the floor in front of her. His hands went to the insides of her thighs, pushing them apart more to make room. He leaned forward between her legs.
"Oh yes," she spoke so softly that had Ash not been a vampire he wouldn't have heard it. And he took great delight in watching her tiny fingers clenching the far too innocent sheets, stretching it taut with anticipation.
The gentle kiss he placed on her labia was the only warning she'd gotten before his hot tongue pushed through the folds of her lips and started sucking and lapping at the juices with his mouth.
Her hands pushed on the bed as she jolted partially upwards before dropping back down, her mouth wide open, her eyes rolling in the back of her head, and her fists clenching, grasping so tightly he wondered if his little star gazer was strong enough to rip them.
"Oh my God," she managed to gasp as he started mimicking with his tongue what he wanted to do with another part of his anatomy.
She was going to be tight, hell she was tight around his tongue. He was going to have to make her go a couple of times to make it less uncomfortable for her, a feat he would enjoy.
He could take no more when she went a fifth time. The first time she orgasmed it was explosive and he thanked Hecate that no one was in the house. The second, third, and fourth were meshed together, an ongoing onslaught of pleasure that wouldn't stop. Ash, as much as he hated to do so actually had to stop because she was almost in tears because it wouldn't stop.
"As-Ash pl-please, it just wo-n't st-op," he remembered her wavering, gasping words. It was a pretty big ego boost, but was even better was the way she looked when it was happening.
Completely wanton and sexy as hell with her pearly white teeth biting into her full pink bottom lip, her cheeks flushed a deep rose red from the exertion, her belly and chest pumping up and down as she'd gasped for breath. She'd pulled away from him, hence why he had to stop as well, and kept her upper thighs to her knees clamped together while her shins spread apart allowing her feet to set on the edge of the mattress, giving necessary leverage for the erratic pumping of her hips as the orgasms coursed through her.
He managed to contain a shiver and keep his canines from extending. He'd had his fill, which led him to remember the fifth orgasm. She'd protested immensely, saying she was too sensitive for anymore. Ash had begged, pleaded, just once more. After a few minutes he managed to get approval, however he hadn't asked to bite her. When she was about to go he knew and as he felt the small tremors in thighs he knew it was going to be small release. It was then he slipped his lengthening teeth into her femoral artery. The smell of her and the smooth rich texture of her blood flowing into his mouth almost made him pop. Her frantic, very loud screaming would have done it too.
He was leaning over her now, not inside her yet, but still resting between her well toned thighs, brushing strands of her hair out of her face and occasionally tracing the tips of his fingers over the rise of her upper lip, her eyebrows, and her jaw.
"I should have known you'd be a screamer," Ash mumbled, trying to keep a straight face, but failing to hide the teasing twinkle in his eyes.
She snorted. What it actually was, was an attempt to muffle her laugh, but because of his weight on her mixed with it seemed to be all she could manage.
Mary-Lynnette frowned at his obvious amusement. "If you weren't on top of me I'd kick you."
"Just like old times," he smiled, then leaned down to kiss her, coaxing her lips apart. It was quick, but soft, sweet, questing. Her response was the answer to the unasked question as she tightened her thighs around his hips, her feet digging slightly into the bend of his knees.
Even after all the preparation her eyes still went damp from the tears she tried to keep in, from the pain that intensified as he pushed through swiftly, wanting to lessen the pain.
Shoulda let her be on top, he thought softly to himself, never taking his eyes off her.
Her arms, which had been wrapped around him, pulled away. He watched as she pushed her fingers through her slightly dampened, curly brown hair, as she desperately fought to smooth her choppy breathing. The more she settled around him, the calmer she became, allowing the soul mate link to open. He probed her mentally at first, telepathically questioning if she was okay, if he hurt her. He found himself wondering if she could hear how hoarse his voice was, if she could see in his mind how close his control was to snapping.
It was a swift pain, quick to bring tears to her eyes, to take her breath away, but it wasn't a lasting pain, is how she explained it. That she was adjusting, but if he could wait a few more minutes before he moved…
He slid his eyelids shut, taking a deep breath, giving himself the time to cool off, to try and think of other things. To try and not shudder as her arms finally went back around him and squeezed him, outside as well as inside.
"Ash," Mary-Lynnette whispered next to his ear.
Her voice seemed far away.
"Ash," she spoke again a little louder. "Look at me."
He slowly opened his eyes, clenching his teeth as she wiggled slightly, letting him know that she'd adjusted.
"Your eyes are silver! I thought they only did that when you were hungry. A-are you-you aren't going into a blood lust are you?" she jolted, pulling away slightly.
He growled, putting his elbows above her shoulders, keeping her from moving up and away from him. "Fuck," he grunted.
He unintentionally rolled his hips into hers and his pants accelerated as he pumped a few more times. His movements were quick, but normal, though how tempted he was to just use his vampire speed and screw her senseless.
"You aren't going to screw me," Mary-Lynnette added aloud. "Making love is the proper term."
Ash arched a brow, questioning the statement. Then he swiftly bent his head forward and bit her bottom lip, drawing blood, and he moaned with need, quickly lapping it up.
"Damn it that hurt," she accused.
Using his vampire speed he moved his hands down underneath her, cupping her ass as he slide his legs under her so that she was jerked into a sitting position in his lap. All the while still staying intimately joined with her.
He crushed her body to his, giving her a quick squeeze, before reclining back, folding his arms behind his head. "I knew you should have been on top."
Though she was already red he could tell a blush when he saw one. "I um, I don't feel entirely comfortable up here."
He gave her ass a smack. "Get comfortable," he said giving her an encouraging smile and moving his hands to her hips, coaxing them into a circular movement.
Watching her breasts slightly bounce as he added a back and forth with the circles was just the added bonus to this day.
Mare really was everything to him and the fact that he felt like he was finally home when he was inside her just proved it more.
To be continued…
Why did I decide to make this Gluttony?
Ash just can't seem to get enough of Mary-Lynnette.
I got an e-mail asking what the point of the story was. If any of you are looking for a significant point other than a reason to put Ash and Mare together in UST (unresolved sexual tension) situations then I would recommend not reading the story anymore. I'm really into the happily ever after stuff and another person asked what the inspiration of the story was, which I answered already, that it had something to do with the comment about slaying dragons in the DOD book. I feel that's explanation enough on why everything in this story has been so easy and not at all epic. Hope the chapter was enjoyed! -_*
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