Bloodmate Bonding

Who says a vampire story has to be scary? In this scene, Alaric and Alexandria become bonded bloodmates, through sex and a mutual biting.

I lay stretched out on top of Alaric’s naked body. His big hands were squeezing my buttocks rhythmically, and I could feel the long hard length of his cock beneath my belly. I kissed him with long hot open mouthed kisses, my tongue gliding against his sensuously. One of his hands slipped between my thighs and teased my wet sensitive flesh. I shuddered. I was already overly excited. I felt like I was going to come at any moment.

I slithered down Alaric’s hard body until I knelt between his legs. I stroked my fingertips over his straining cock and it jerked. Alaric sucked in a breath, and I saw his fingers clutch the bedding. I took a deep breath, his lemon bergamot scent strong in my nostrils along with the scent of our arousal. I wrapped my small hands around his cock and pulled it up so I could see the clear liquid beading on the broad head. I leaned over and licked it up. Alaric groaned, his eyes turning a dark blue as he watched my lips close over the head of his cock.

“Oh, angel, your touch is like heaven,” he moaned.

I ran my tongue all over the thick head of his cock while my hands stroked the hot length. Alaric moaned and thrust his hips up. I relaxed my throat and let more of his length slide into me. I sucked him with a twisting motion of my lips that was mirrored by my tongue. My hands caressed his tight balls, loving the smooth hairless feel of them in my palms.

“Turn the other way angel,” he whispered breathlessly. “I want to taste you.”

I let his cock slip from my lips, and I looked up at him. His eyes were blazing with desire and love. He reached for me, his hand closing over my thigh, his fingers dipping into my slick folds. I pulled away from his probing fingers and wriggled around until I was kneeling, straddling his shoulders and facing his wet cock. I leaned forward and took it back into my mouth, sucking it deep into my throat while my tongue worked its length. Alaric moaned and his hands caressed my thighs sliding up the smooth skin of my inner thighs until his fingers reached the slick evidence of my arousal. His fingers parted me, then I felt his tongue stabbing within me.

I could hardly breathe. Alaric’s fingers and tongue were working on me, his fingers sliding into me with a rough rhythm while his tongue sucked on my labia and darted out to flicker over my clit. I was grinding my hips down onto his mouth while I sucked his cock with loud slurping sucks. I flicked my tongue beneath the head and heard Alaric grunt, “Enough angel. I don’t want to come yet. I want to come inside you.”

And then he flipped me onto my back, his big hands pressing my thighs open so he could slide between them. His hands caught my knees and pushed them toward the bed until my calves rested on his shoulders. He thrust into me so hard my ass left the mattress. The wet friction of his thick cock within me had my breath catching in my throat. He stroked within me for long minutes and with my hips at that angle it felt as if his long cock was touching my womb. My breath was ragged and uneven, moans rising from my throat with every thrust. My hands clutched at Alaric’s hard biceps, and my eyes never left his.

A flush was creeping up my body. I was so hot and so aroused I knew my orgasm wasn’t far off when Alaric suddenly stopped. “Nooo,” I moaned. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!”

There was a sexual flush on Alaric’s cheekbones. His beautiful chest was rising and falling rapidly with his out of control breathing. He stared at me for a moment, and we were so still I could feel the throbbing of his cock within me as my muscles clenched down on him. And then with a flurry of movement, I was suddenly straddling Alaric’s hips and his hands were on my ass. He raised his knees and spread his thighs, creating a cradle for my body that forced me to lean over him. His hands on my hips moved me so that I slid along his cock. Then I was moving my hips, riding him with a grinding twist that gave my clit the most exquisite friction.

I braced my hands on his hard shoulders and stared down into his face as his hands came up to squeeze my breasts. I threw back my head, riding him hard toward our orgasms. You could hear the distinctive wet sound of our flesh meeting, and knew Alaric was just as aware of the sights and sounds and scents. The room was redolent with the smell of our sex. The heat began to engulf me then. I leaned over Alaric so he could reach my neck. His arms cradled me as my orgasm broke over me. I screamed his name just as his fangs pierced my skin.

Flashes of red light went off beneath my closed eyes as I shuddered in orgasm while Alaric fed from me.

Oh love, Angel, my Angel. I love the taste of your blood. You taste of peaches and cinnamon. You taste like you’re mine. All mine.

His thoughts filled my mind as he drank from me. Finally, as my orgasm subsided to shivers, he pulled away from my neck, licking up the rivulet of blood that escaped and sealing the puncture wounds.

I continued to ride him, feeling another orgasm rising to the surface within me, this one promising to be hotter and harder than the last. Little tremors were rippling through the muscles of my thighs, and I squeezed Alaric’s cock with my inner muscles as I felt him swelling within me. His thoughts filled my mind then…

Angel, I’m going to come. Bite me, bite me now…now, Angel…bite me … NOW…

I thrust down on his hard cock as it began to erupt within me. Alaric moaned my name, and I leaned over and sank my fangs into the base of his neck over his carotid artery. He jerked beneath me. My mind was suddenly flooded with his thoughts and feelings. I could feel his orgasm rippling through him as if it were my own… I could feel how tight my body was holding his cock. I could feel the exquisite tension of his balls as they released his seed. And I felt the rush of his blood into my mouth… lemon and cloves and something uniquely Alaric. I fed from him and listened to the cacophony of his orgasm ridden thoughts…

Holy Mother, this feels so good…I can’t stand it … the pleasure is so great … Arrgh, I love her so much… Angel, I love you… I love you…Alexandria, I LOVE YOU…

He shuddered beneath me, his big body racked with tremors. With one last thrust, I pushed myself into another orgasm just as I finished feeding from Alaric. I licked his wound as I shivered and jerked in his arms, crying out his name and letting him feel my orgasm from within my mind. His thoughts sprang back at me…

Every shiver, every blast of pleasure, every exquisite sensation is rippling through me…it’s like having another orgasm…oh Angel, this feels so good … nothing has ever felt as good as sharing your orgasm with you…

I collapsed on his beautiful chest that I loved so much, my thoughts no longer my own.

 Alaric, the whole room was bathed in blue and red light, did you see?

I did, Angel. It was our souls. Remember the Mother told us your soul was represented by a red light and mine by a blue? Can you feel them within you? We have our souls, love. Our life has just begun…and if we’re very lucky we will have created our son this night.

His arms closed around me tightly as I lay on his chest marveling at how different the world suddenly felt. The press of the padlock pendant between our chests reminded me that everything that I was belonged to Alaric.

I don’t want to move, Alaric. I want to stay like this for a long time feeling the newness of this, the pleasure. My Cherished One, you are my whole world, the very air that I breathe. You are everything that I am and everything that I will be.

You are my heart Alexandria, my Angel. I choose you. Forever…

Alaric’s eyes met mine, and I saw in their depths an indefinable difference that I knew had to do with the return of his soul. He was my Alaric, but a hundredfold, filled with more emotion than I had thought a person capable of having inside.

Alexandria…your eyes are so beautiful. I always thought they wer,e but now that we are bonded, they are truly the mirrors to your soul…

The soul you have given back to me, Alaric…My Cherished One.

Alexandria…You are my world…you are my life…you are everything to me…just love me, Alexandria…love me…

My eyes widened as I stared at Alaric. His hands stilled on my back.

The dream. Our dreams have come true.

I reached up and caressed the side of Alaric’s face lovingly as he slid a hand between our bodies to stroke his fingers across my belly.

There is still one important one to come true, my beloved bloodmate. Soon, I hope. Soon.

I bent my head and my long hair fell around us as my mouth met my Cherished One’s. Everything was suddenly right in our world. There wasn’t anything we couldn’t overcome together. The candles flickered, the music played softly, and the shadow of the ten foot tall giraffe fell across the dimly lit room…but in our bed, our thoughts, our hearts, and our souls were now one.