The Call

He smiles at her."So it would apear. Are you hungry. I could order you someone."
 
Dimitre smils and nods. He gets up to anwer the door.

"Welcome back." He motions for the young woman to enter.

"You know why you are here don't you?" She nods and exposes her neck to him. His eyes flash just before he dives into her neck. The woman gasps as his teeth sink into her neck. Once Dimitre has fed enough he lets the girl go.

"Return if I call for you."

He looks to Rayven blood dripping from his lips.
 
Rayven was up and next to him inthe blink of an eyes she then licked his lips clean and growled.
 
"Maybe." Lickign her own lips she slid down his body and nuzzled his crotch slowly, inhaling his scent.
 
He unbuttons his pants and lets them fall to the floor. His rapidly hardening cock pops into view.

"Is this what you are looking for?"
 
Pushing his cock up Rayven licks his balls slowly bathing them before moving to his cock and licking.

She loved fucking him after he fed.
 
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He brings his lips to hers in a tender kiss and whispers into her ear.

"Rest well, Constance. I shall be here when you reawaken."

I awake in that deliciously slow manner, the one that makes you feel warm and fuzzy all over. I have never awoke like that before and I delight in it. I know why, though, and that makes me even happier. A warm, steely arm is draped around my waist, holding me against my lovers naked body. His mellow breathing indicates that he is sleeping peacefully beside me and my heart swells with love and adoration.

Turning gently, so as not to disturb him, I press my body against his and delight in the warmth of his vitality. His flesh pressed so intimately against mine is something I've longed for centuries to feel once more. This touch was different from the last one, more . . . pure? Honest of intent . . . ? For many years I've lived without feeling confused, but now I feel so. Slightly confused. But loving every minute of it.
 
"Mmm.. you do that so well"

He pets her hair back looking into her eyes.
 
Asleep, Demos dreams of the woman that lays beside him. It is not a lustful dream of debauchery, as he has been known to indulge in at times, but simply his observing her as if from the heavens. The gentle swell of her breast as she breaths in, the slight flush of her cheeks that comes from fresh blood, and the sweet lips he kissed not so long ago. She is a rapture to him, and a the feline in him calls out,to her as a mate.

Even in his human form this comes out, as a quiet contented purring sound.
 
"My love," I whisper softly as I frame his face with my hands and softly, but passionately kiss him awake. The purring sound vibrating from deep within his chest stimulates my body as well as my heart.

"You must be hungry, I know I am. If you . . . wouldn't mind . . ." I take a deep breath to smooth my nerves then gently ask, "Would you take me hunting?"

I know it is a very personal affair when it comes to the feeding habits of a night creature, but . . . I feel close to him and wish to see the world through his eyes. If he would allow me to.
 
Demos stares into her eyes for a moment, considering her request. He generaly disliked hunting with others, it ruined his sport, but he also knew her to be a skilled warrior in her own right.

"Very well, though I would ask that you bathe before we go.....your scent is allready driving me to distraction."

He nodded to the blood and cum caked onto he rbody from their night of passion.
 
I look down abashedly at my thighs, "Oh . . . Sorry . . ." I murmur amusedly. Slightly embarrassed, but not feeling ashamed. I grin mischievously suddenly nod to his likewise state.

"And you would tell me to bathe first? Demos, I think you are just as dirty and not as sore as I."

I smoothly stand from the bed and press the button to allow us exit from my sleeping chambers, "Would you care to join me? If I remember right, tigers are fond of water."

I grin, baiting him in a manner that I enjoy and pray that he does as well.
 
Demos smiles gamely, getting to his feet beside her.

"That would be Most acceptable.....though I fear we might never get out of the bath."

He runs a hand down her neck suggestively.
 
I shiver as chills of pleasure chase across my sensitive skin. I take his hand in mine and ask, "Is that such a bad thing?"
 
"Not for me. Though I do confess I am somewhat ravenous. You have the capacity to drain even my strength Constance. Now come, let us bathe and be off.....I have other things I would like to do tonight."

He smiles slightly, his eyes traveling over her body with the relaxed lustfullness that was Demos' prefered state.
 
I nod distractedly and lead the way to the bathroom, feeling his eyes travel lazily over my curves.

I turn two taps on and begin to fill the large white tub.

"I guess we don't have to worry about our clothes..." I murmur softly.
 
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"No....I don't think we do."

The voice comes as a deep rumble before strong, furred arms embrace her, picking her up gently, so that Demos can transport her into the jaccuzi sized tub. kissing her lightly on the cheek he smiles.

"I thought I might slip into something more comfortable."
 
I raise my eyebrows amused, "I see that you have."

My eyes roam over his naked body with feminine satisfaction and I feel a craving for him start low in my stomach. I turn, occupying my attention with the task of turning the bath, however quick or slow, into one of rich pampering.

I add therapeutic bath salts that both relax and entice the body and spirit. Aroma-therapy candles have a special place as well. All this done from the embrace of my lover. I finish lighting the last candle and relax against his body as the fizzy warm liquid embraces our bodies.

Turning slightly, to see his expression, I ask him curiously, "Demos? Did you really mean what you said about me being your mate?"
 
Demos had watched her going about these preperations with slight amusement. He would have been more than satisfyed with just her scent, but this was acceptable as well.

"Demos? Did you really mean what you said about me being your mate?"

He considers her for a long moment, his humanity showing clearly even in his bestial state. He seemed faintly offput by the question.

"Of course. You know that I do not lie. I would take you as my mate in an instant."

He stroked her hair lightly with one paw at this statement.

"Will you have me Constance?"
 
"Need you ask?" I reply, my eyes gazing at him with a fiery intensity. "I am surprised you would take me as your mate, though. That is a . . . commitment that not many are willing to shoulder."

Thinking quietly to myself I busy myself by washing my body in the warm liquid. Muscles tense with stress slowly uncoil to further relax me and lull me into an almost dreamy state of mind.

My hair floats in the water, seductive in its sway. As my body relaxes so does my unconscious control on things unknown. A lust for Demos slowly wells to the surface, so slowly and so gently that I do not even notice at first. When I do realize my body quickly becomes void of any motion.
 
Demos is also relaxing, though there is certainly no lust to serface within him. For him it is a driving unstoppable force that never ceases.

Reaching over he gently carresses her cheek once more.

"I am lonely, and you fill that need better than any woman I have known before. You make me complete."
 
Rayven moaned and moved her mouth over the head of his cock and let her lips wrap around it. Licking and suckign she kept her eyes on him.
 
Dimitre forced her head down on his cock till he felt the back of her throat.
 
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