Darian leaned forward and teasingly flicked his tongue over the delicate pink flesh, increasing her pleasure causing her to moan in ecstasy. He kissed the very center of her passion, his skillful tongue delved deeper, bringing forth little spasms from Natasha. His strong hands gripped her thighs holding her firmly as he continued to explore her. His mouth was sealed against her, sucking and licking her sensitive flesh. He was hungry for her heat; he needed her to give herself to him in the one final moment where all that mattered was the pleasure… the bliss.
Natasha could feel her climax building deep within her. She felt it being coaxed to the surface by Darian’s skillful tongue and lips. When she could no longer hold on, she arched, thrashing her head against the pillow, yelling as her orgasm rippled through her body with a force unlike anything she had ever felt. Darian’s face remained buried between her legs, his eyes closed before he slowly opened them to gaze at her as the final waves of her climax receded, leaving her sated. Darian continued to lick her softly, teasingly. Her body twitched with every sensation his tongue created. She cried out in pleasure again as Darian continued to toy with her, when she thought he would bring her to her full height of ecstasy once more, he pulled away. Disappointed, she looked down at him, a questioning expression on her face.
Darian rose to his knees as he looked down at Natasha, he raised his right hand and with two fingers, wiped away the excess fluids from his lips. Looking down at his fingers, he smiled at the clear sticky fluid that he had gathered. His eyes panned back to Natasha, who was watching him, lustfully. He flashed his pearly whites before sliding his fingers into his mouth, devouring her essence. Natasha’s breathing became rapid as she watched him, she felt as though her heart would burst from her chest. Only with Darian and Xavier, could she be so aroused. Darian pulled his fingers from his mouth and moved closer to her, and using the same fingers, he slid them gently inside her. Natasha gasped, her hands gripping Darian’s shoulders tightly as he fanned the fires of her desires once again.
“I love the expression on your face when you can no longer hold back. When I look into your eyes, I am captivated. I can’t look away, not even for a second. Let me look into your face now, let me see that look in your eyes,” Darian was nearly breathless with need as he gazed into Natasha face.
His fingers were masterfully working deep inside her, bringing forth pants and moans from her. Natasha’s body began to jerk as she felt her orgasm building again. The heat and pleasure inside of her began to rise like a volcano, it rose and rose until it erupted from her, spreading throughout her limbs. She cried out in pleasure over and over again as Darian continued to stoke her fire. He smiled as Natasha writhed under his touch, her limbs becoming tangled in the sheets as his fingers coaxed the last waves of her orgasm.
Finally, he withdrew, his own manhood begged to be touched. Natasha caught her breath as she looked at him. Her gaze traveled lower until she saw his throbbing erection. She sat up on the mattress, kissing Darian deeply. As their lips stayed locked, her hand slid over his thigh to take hold of his hardened flesh. A low shuddering moan passed through Darian’s lips and he jerked as her hand began to slide over his shaft gently. Natasha’s kisses began to travel from his lips to his cheek, jaw, neck shoulders. She paused over his chest, taking his pinkish nipple into her mouth, nibbling on the tender flesh gently. Darian’s body jerked as Natasha sucked at the sensitive flesh.
He leaned back as he watched her alternating from one erect nipple to the other., Finally, she slid further down. Her tongue trailed a thin line of moisture along his stomach until her warm, wet mouth covered his pulsating erection. Darian gasped and threw his head back as Natasha took him deeply into her mouth. She wanted to please him by giving him the same pleasure that he had given her. She was delighted when she heard the rampant moans emanating from him. It thrilled her that his body responded to what she was doing.
After a while, Darian gently pulled her away. She looked at him, confused.
“Why did you do that, I wanted to make you” she started, but Darian pressed his finger to her lips and shook his head.
“I know, but I do not give way easily. I wish to do more with you. Please relax, lay back onto the bed, I want to show you something extraordinary,” Darian said.
Lying back on the sheets, Natasha watched him with a mixture of lust and anticipation. He leaned forward, kissing her passionately. A small shiver ran through her limbs as their tongues met. He began planting tender kisses along the length of her body causing her to moan and giggle. He chuckled deeply because he knew how ticklish she was, even now.
He raised himself.
“Roll over, sweetheart,” Darian instructed.
Natasha didn’t hesitate and she rolled over, further anticipating what she suspect he would do. Lying on her stomach, she trembled with lust as Darian kissed from her shoulder downward to the small of her back. She felt his wet tongue teasing her in a new way, bringing her to a new rapture. She had never experienced anything like it before. Never in a million years would she have ever guessed it could be so pleasurable. Darian continued to stroke her with his tongue, his own desires heating to a boiling point. A moment later, Natasha cried out in ecstasy, another orgasm rippled through her body. He continued, his tongue bringing her to new peaks. Once the moment passed and she stopped squirming, Darian released her, sitting up straight on the bed.
He looked at her.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Right now, I’m at a loss for words!” Natasha said breathlessly. She rolled onto her side and stared at him for several minutes in total awe as he sat quietly, stroking her cheek. After the minutes had passed regaining lucid thoughts, she broke the silence.
“Darian... I think I’m ready to... well you know,” she said timidly.
Darian laughed softly. “How are you supposed to be ready for a thing you can’t even form the words to say?” he asked her boldly.
Natasha blushed, looking away for a second then turn to face him once more. She took a deep breath and stared into his eyes.
“I want you inside me. I want to feel your hardness as you enter me. I want to see your pleasure as you make love to me.” Natasha looked at Darian. Sometimes his personality could be a bit overwhelming, but she was never one to shrink away from a challenge.
Darian smiled, baring teeth. “I’ve been waiting eight long months to hear those exact words.”
He slid his hands up the length of her legs to her hips. His fingertips tickled her flesh, making her giggle. He positioned himself between her legs as his fingers began to lightly stroke her. She took several deep breaths and gasped when she felt the tip of his fingertip enter her, gently massaging the most sensitive part of her vagina, creating waves of pleasure as he caressed her. She felt desire for Darian, to have him enter her. She wanted him to replace his fingers with himself.
“Darian, please, I want you inside me!” she panted breathlessly as she squirmed in anticipation on the bed, a long moan escaped her lips as her hands sought her firm nipples.
Pleased, Darian withdrew. He positioned himself over her. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, drawing him closer to her. A shuddering moan emanating from him as he slowly entered her. Natasha’s legs tightened as he pushed deeper and deeper until he was completely enclosed in her heat, her wetness. He stayed completely still for a moment, savoring the sensation. He also allowed Natasha to become accustomed to his girth.
With a small nod from her, he began to slowly grind his hips. Ecstatic tingles spread throughout their limbs as Darian made love to her. The room radiated their heat, the sensuous sounds of their lovemaking vibrated in the air. Darian’s lips pressed to Natasha’s in lust-filled kisses. Her arms encircled his neck, drawing him closer. As their lovemaking continued, he began to feel the unmistakable sensations of his climax. He increased the speed of his thrust, he was ready for it, already he had brought her to her peak four times. He doubted she would be able to last much more. He thre
w his head back and yelled in pleasure as his orgasm ripped through his body, his essence filling Natasha, causing her to share his ecstasy. Darian collapsed on top of her, his body still vibrating as he kissed her tenderly on her neck.
“I’m going to tell you a secret,” he panted passionately in her ear. She sighed breathlessly as tiny tremors still shook her body as he held her close.
“What’s the secret?” she inquired.
“If I were to bite you at the moment when our pleasures meet, you would experience a feeling that can’t be matched nor compared to any pleasure you have ever felt,” he revealed.
Natasha turned to face him, looking into his dreamy forest-green eyes.
“Are you teasing me?” she asked coyly.
Darian chuckled. “Hardly, my darling... I’m simply trying to tempt you, was I successful?”
Natasha giggled as she nodded. She held her thumb and forefinger an inch apart. “Maybe just a little. Besides, I’m already overwhelmed by what you can do. I mean, one orgasm after another over and over again... God! I’m not used to that. I loved it! I did, but I really have to get used to that. Now that I think about it, I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to it. This night was amazing! Between you and Xavier, I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
“We’ll just have to work something out,” Darian joked.
He pulled Natasha closer to him. She closed her eyes, relishing the feel of him next to her. The only thing that mattered to her was the connection she now felt between her and Darian and the love she wanted to share with both him and Xavier.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, concerned. He knew that she had opened herself to him out of love and his heart swelled as he gazed into her soft green eyes.
“I’m a little sore, but I feel great,” Natasha said, still gushing. Darian kissed her deeply as her leg slid between his, grazing his groin. He shivered and moaned at the sensation.
“I love you,” he said after their kiss was broken.
“I love you, too.” Natasha was happy with her two tender and considerate lovers, more than she thought possible.
“Darian, do you really want a birthday party?” she asked. She remembered his words earlier that evening and she didn’t want to force anything on him. She knew that they wouldn’t force anything on her... she wanted to be fair.
Darian sat up. “I know that you want to celebrate my birthday, I don’t mind,” he said reassuringly.
Natasha rose slightly, supporting herself on the pillows.
“That’s not what I mean. Sure, I want to celebrate your birthday, but do you want to?” she asked him.
Darian’s hand caressed the soft flesh of her cheek. He smiled.
“You’re adorable and a bit peculiar, I might add.” He let his hand fall back onto the bed.
“Peculiar? You’re saying I’m strange?” Natasha asked, playfully poking Darian in his chest.
He chuckled. “Well, there are those times when you’ll say or do something that is completely unexpected.”
“So that makes me weird?” Natasha pinched Darian’s nipple lightly causing him to gasp.
“Ahhh, you’re going to start something and you should stop because I doubt if you have the energy to finish it.”
“You’d be wrong in your assumption. Now, answer my question.” Natasha giggled as she realized how playful and responsive Darian was.
“I love everything that you are. I love the adorable you and I love the peculiar you. Those are two qualities that definitely make you so unique,” Darian said.
“Hmm. Nice save.” Natasha ran her finger down the length of his chest toward his navel. “Now back to my original question. Do you really want to celebrate your birthday?”
Darian considered her question.
“It has been many centuries since I’ve celebrated the day of my human birth. I’ve forgotten such an experience. In fact, the only significance my birthday has is to keep account of how many years I’ve existed since my rebirth as a vampire,” he said, remembering the only reason why he kept up with his birth date. “I don’t mind that you want to celebrate my birthday. I haven’t wanted to for over a thousand years. However, this doesn’t mean that I will not enjoy myself once it comes to pass. It’s a small thing for me but for you it means so much more.” He looked at Natasha, she nodded.
“It does,” she admitted
“Then let me explain something to you, my darling,” Darian began. Natasha looked at him, giving him her full attention.
“When you live for eternity there are things one must involve oneself in to find a reason to go on. I’ve seen many of my kind parish for one reason or another. I’ve never been one to seek the darkness of death. Therefore, I have gone through the centuries seeking all things that would interest me, that would quicken me. And I tell you, even though Xavier is most dear to me, precious even, he knows that you have touched a part of me that none before you has ever touched... even him.”
“What do you mean?” Natasha asked, still amazed by his honesty.
“When I took Xavier into my arms he became my student, my lover, and my partner. He accepted me for what I was, never seeking to change one thing about me. I was satisfied with that, too stubborn to change. But you... you have an indomitable spirit that will not settle for less than what you feel you deserve. I have always respected those who were like me. Now do not misunderstand me, I respect Xavier wholeheartedly, more so than I’ve respected any other before him. But for you, I have a different quality of admiration,” Darian revealed softly.
“I don’t know what to say. Actually, I’m surprised you’re telling me this,” Natasha said.
“I’m not so withdrawn that I can’t expose my innermost thoughts, Natasha. There have been many occasions where Xavier and I have spoken most intimately to each other. I’m telling you this so that you will know how much you mean to me. I want you to know that my love is genuine and powerful,” Darian said. “As is my love for my young lover who is not with us tonight.”
Natasha smiled widely as tears ran down her cheeks. She pulled Darian closer and kissed him deeply.
“You mean so much to me, too,” she said as she cried freely in his strong, safe embrace.
“To answer your question,” Darian continued. “I want you to give me the celebration. I want you to do this because it’s a part of who you are and it will make me happy to know that you are happy.”
“Thank you and I promise, I will not put a silly pointed hat on your head. No matter how much Xavier eggs me on,” she said chuckling.
“Thank the Gods, please don’t,” Darian replied, the very thought of himself decorated in that fashion disturbed him.
“I won’t.” Natasha promised. “Darian?” she asked.
“Yes?”
“If you don’t mind, can you tell me about your Master?” she asked.
“I don’t mind. I think I was on the verge of doing so earlier,” he said. “Nevertheless, I did enjoy the diversion.”
Natasha playfully slapped him on his muscular arm.
“Men,” she remarked.
Darian winked then he began to tell his tale.
“I was twenty-six years of age when I posed for the portrait you saw earlier this evening. That same year, I’d met my Maker and future lover while I was celebrating the king of Sparta’s birthday at his home. It was an honor to have been invited and I was reveling in all of the attention I was receiving. A strikingly handsome man approached me at the celebration. He praised my skills at the Games as well as my physical beauty.”
He paused and looked at Natasha, their eyes locked. She was captivated by his every word. He smiled and continued.
“You must understand that I was very accustomed to being complimented on my overall beauty and athleticism. So it was not these words that interested me so, but it was his very manner, the boldness of his actions and speech. I was enthralled by him. Little did I know that the night I followed him to his home to have sex, would be the end of m
y life as I knew it. He had informed me that he had many homes in Greece, Rome and Egypt. I remember being impressed that he was so well traveled and apparently very rich. Needless to say, he took me to his estate in Sparta that night. I was amazed by the sheer luxury of his home.” Darian paused and looked at Natasha; he wanted to clarify one detail with her.
“Now, when I say that I was enthralled or amazed by him, please keep in mind that I never behaved as if I was. I have always been well skilled at controlling my emotions. He bewitched me, this is true, but I refused to swoon over him in any way. I remember nonchalantly complimenting him on the extravagance of his home and playfully seducing him. When he smiled at me, it was as if he was a man humoring a child. I also remember becoming annoyed. I didn’t like being patronized nor made a mockery of. I decided that coming to his home was a mistake and when I tried to leave, he refused to let me go. It was then that I began to panic, but I refused to let him know that I was frightened. He walked closer to me, his beautiful almond shaped eyes with golden brown gaze peered deeply into mine. I remember it all very vividly. I remember my desire for him, my lust. I had never known a man that possessed his allure, he was exotic to me. I wanted him in spite of my fear of him. I believe that made the situation all the more exciting,” Darian said with a chuckle. “You could say that I was quite foolish at the time.”
Natasha laughed. “Well, it’s nice to know that you have always been this arrogant, I guess there’s just no hope for you.” She sighed dejectedly.
“No hope at all, I am what some would best describe as incorrigible,” Darian said then he laughed outright as did Natasha.
Both Darian and Xavier could make her laugh the night away. She wiped the tears from her eyes as she fought to catch her breath. She looked at Darian’s smiling face and chuckled once more.
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