Matching the drive of the music, their bodies pressed together, skin hot, breath coming in ragged spurts, moans humming in their throats, hearts racing toward the center of certain pleasure as beneath the golden curls of his own pubic hair, the diamond nub hardened, begged for release.  Moans turned to groans turned to cries as he slipped his fingers into her wetness, luxuriated in the slickness that blurred the distance between them, one finger circling her clit while he slid into her with one, then two fingers, pushing his strokes deeper with the muscles of his leg, foot lifted from the floor, the back of his hand rubbing against his own flesh.

“Come,” he whispered into her ear, “come for me, baby, come for me now, please…please…please….”  The hitch of breath held, just before the explosion swept them gasping over the edge, all movement ceasing but the movement of orgasm building, surging, peaking, ebbing, then flaring again until they were spent, slumping onto the counter, two bodies joined.

“Does that answer your question?” He spoke quietly into the silence that followed.

“Yes,” she sighed, come at last to the clear center of it.  She knew what kind of woman she was.  She was Ivan’s woman.

She smiled as a non sequitur thought entered her mind.  I wonder if now is the time to tell him I rented a tuxedo for him to wear tonight. The heat of his tongue sampling her neck, just below the hairline, answered that question, too.

*~*~*~*~*

Hunger woke her, hunger and thirst and for one brief moment, a flash of envy that she could not simply feed, as Shane had obviously done.  But she dared not, now that she had seen the consequences of allowing someone to taste her own tainted blood.  In all her years in her vampiric state, she’d never allowed it before, now that she had, she wasn’t so sure she regretted it. 

Her bones ached with the antiquity of the donor whose DNA had been used to make her what she was, spliced and sliced from ancient samples to bind with some of the already most powerful DNA on earth.  Her Own.  The demon that resided in her soul stirred, making her body strong again as she moved from her resting place.