2 comments/ 4564 views/ 0 favorites Mandelowins By: 2bmarion Amara collapsed once she released her telekinetic hold on Doron's space craft. Luckily Doron was there and caught her. He was genuinely intrigued by the human woman. She was the only female to heat his blood in the life exchange, and yet, she was not of his kind. Marlette had never brought him to arousal in the life exchange and she had drank from him almost weekly. Doron knew he had to bed this woman, this human. She had tasted his blood, a dangerous thing for a human to do in small quantities. If she'd had too little, his blood would act like a poison and kill her in hours, but if she had sufficient nothing would happen. There was a fine balance of taking just enough to keep her human. If she drank more she'd become an immortal like him. He knew he'd have to give her more and force the change on her. She'd let the vampires take too much of her own blood. Even if she drank enough to keep his blood from acting like a poison, she'd likely die tonight if she didn't receive more blood, and then she'd become a vampire because of her lifestyle choices. She'd spent years among them and had too much vampire blood in her system to keep her from changing once she died. At least that's what the female vampire named Jasmine had told him. She also told him that becoming a vampire was not what Amara wanted right now. She had two half human children that could still go into the daylight. She wanted to be able to remain with them during the day. He had to give her more blood, "Lady Giana," Doron said, "I need to get her to her quarters and administer more of my blood to her." They kept low voices as the approached the abandoned theatre. "Landon is waiting at the door for us, and he'll lead you to her quarters." Lady Giana replied. They walked swiftly to the door of the theatre. As specified, Landon was waiting for them. "Doron, Jasmine will take you to Amara's chambers. She can help get more blood into her, as we have a blood bank on site full of human blood. You aren't required to give her anymore of you own supply." Landon informed him, inviting the group indoors. "I only need be shown where she resides, the rest I will do. She already has immortal blood in her system, if she doesn't get enough of it, my blood will act like a poison and quicken her death. She needs more of my blood." Doron said, worry coloring his tone. He really didn't want to chance her dying, plus, he really wanted to feel that heat again. He wouldn't pull her against him again, that seemed to scare her the last time. He'd lay beside her, his body pressed into the bed so she didn't feel his manhood rise in excitement. He'd also try to keep his breathing under control, but even the thought of that had him having a hard time trying to control his emotions and bodily reactions. Just the thought of this mere human woman was practically sending him over the edge like an untried boy. He hadn't been that in almost a millennia. It had to be a fluke, but then he remembered being drawn to her even before the life exchange. Yes, she was lovely, perfection incarnate even, but it was more than that. He felt the need to protect her. The vampire male at her side looked like he'd felt it too earlier in the clearing. Yet, it looked like she was trying to protect him more. She had tried to keep the vampire from attacking them, like she knew he'd die in the attempt. And the look of horror on her face when that vampire had turned to dust in the sunlight was a sight Doron would never forget. Lady Giana had told him that the vampire had been her mate and the father of her two children. Doron felt guilty foe the death of the vampire, yet glad that his competition for Amara's affection was no longer in the picture. "As you wish Doron," Landon said, pulling Doron from his reverie, "I wish you'd let our doctor check her and someone she knows stay with her, but I'm under the impression that my wishes won't be followed and I trust your judgment." Then turning to the female vampire he said, "Jasmine, please show Doron to Amara's quarters, then collect Aaron and Zyan for me, I'd like to keep them close to me while our guest administer to Amara." Aaron and Zyan were the names of Amara's children. Jasmine nodded curtly. Doron could tell she didn't like leaving Amara in his care, but to her credit she did exactly what she was told. Once in Amara's quarters she waited for Doron to lay Amara on her bed and showed Doron how to lock the door. "If you wish for no one to disturb you, the door must be locked. Otherwise, Aaron and Zyan WILL barge in without knocking. In order to lock it you must set it with a four to ten digit code, I've already entered my clearance level to allow for one new code to be entered. Once I leave you must enter your code. The door will remain locked to all except, Landon, you and Amara." She told him and turned to leave. "Thank you, Jasmine, and I know it will take a lot but I promise you can trust me with her. I'd kill myself before harming Amara." Doron stated as the stood on opposite side of the doorway. Jasmine scowled, "I don't like you Doron. You stole her love away from her. I don't understand how she can trust you so explicitly after what you've done. Nor do I understand why my Landon let you alone with her, but believe me when I tell you that if anything you do will hurt her in ANY WAY, I will not hesitate to kill you!" She then turned and stormed away. Doron entered six digits into the keypad and the door closed and locked. He turned to face Amara on her bed. She looked like she was in pain even in unconsciousness. Doron understood and rushed to her side. She didn't have enough of his blood in her system. He climbed onto the bed beside her. He positioned himself so that he lay on his stomach beside her, his body warming hers. He bit into his palm for the second time that night and pressed the wound to her mouth, forcing her lips apart so the blood could get onto her tongue. He knew she was too drained to respond the way she had done the first time, but he was still surprised that she even responded as quickly as she did. Two heartbeats passed before she licked his wound and allowed herself to drink. Five seconds later and she brought her hands to hold his hand to her lips. As he watched her, he felt the heat again. It wasn't a fluke. He was definitely aroused. He kept his breathing as even as possible, but that didn't keep his cock from hardening. He wanted to bury his swollen head into her. He realized that he wanted her screaming and writhing in pleasure that HE caused more than he wanted his own pleasure. 'Mine', he thought. He wanted her. He lay there dreaming of her as she drank his blood. He pictured his mouth between her legs, licking and laving, and tasting her. Amara groaned softly – or was that a moan? He couldn't keep his mind off her. He hadn't been able to since he laid eyes on her. Now he fantasized about all the things he wanted to do to her. He'd never ask for anything for himself, he only wanted to please her. He let his gaze glide down her body. Her gentle neck, he wanted to kiss the hollow where it met her shoulder, to nip it a little, and if she wanted, he'd drink her blood. He'd enjoy that. He'd be gentler than the vampires. Unlike them, he didn't need to drink blood to sustain his life. The life exchange was only shared between those you were intimate with. A way found to heighten the pleasure during sex. He'd only drink from her if she wanted it. For it did link them for life. He shifted his gaze to her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, didn't need one. Her breasts were perfectly round. As he watched, her nipples began to bead. He wanted to reach out and touch them, no, no, lick them, even just graze them across his lips. Amara definitely moaned then. He wondered if she was able to hear his thought process, but didn't linger on that. Instead, he pictured himself kissing between her breasts and down the length of her stomach pausing at her navel and tonguing it; probing it while he squeezed her hips with his hands. He could see himself moving out to her side then, kissing her hips, beautiful hips. He imagined how tenderly he'd kiss and nip at those exquisite hips –Amara twitched and moaned; her breathing subtly heavier. He flashed a glance at her face. Her eyes were still closed and she was still drinking from him. He never lost blood from the life exchanges. He never needed more. Every drop was immediately replaced with more, so she could drink as much as she could stand. He continued his mental conquest of bringing this woman as much pleasure as she could bear. Kissing along her hips to her clitoris is what he wished for next in his fantasy. Kissing and nipping along that tender flesh where her legs met her hips –Another moan and quickening of breath from Amara – he imagined spreading her delicious thighs just as Amara's legs started to part on their own. Doron could smell the pheromones she was giving off. She was so wet. She must be able to read his mind. 'Do you know it's me Amara?' he thought, 'or are you picturing your late vampire?' He looked to her face, thinking she'd bolt awake and scramble away from him as before. "Doron." She said. He ripped his eyes away from their hands and looked into her eyes. "I know it is you. Zhen has never thought about me in that manner. Never thought to give me the pleasure you've envisioned." Her gaze took in the awkwardness of his position. She moved him with her telekinesis so that he was facing her on his side. She adjusted her body to mirror his and tried to get closer. He instinctively pulled her body into him. "I know what you think you want, Doron, but I want something first." Her breathy voice tingled on his neck. "Anything Amara. Name it." Doron said, almost breathless himself. "Drink from me." Mandelowins Ch. 02 'Do you know it's me Amara?' he thought, 'or are you picturing your late vampire?' He looked to her face, thinking she'd bolt awake and scramble away from him as before. Her eyes remained closed. She did release his hand though. She didn't rip it away from her like last time either. Instead she traced over the wound with one of her fingers. – oh it felt so good- within seconds it was closed and she manipulated his hand to touch her cheek then down her neck and chest, down to her breast. She opened her eyes then. "Doron." She said. He ripped his eyes away from their hands and looked into her eyes. "I know it is you. Zhen has never thought about me in that manner. Never thought to give me the pleasure you've envisioned." Her gaze took in the awkwardness of his position. She moved him with her telekinesis so that he was facing her on his side. She adjusted her body to mirror his and tried to get closer. He instinctively pulled her body into him. "I know what you think you want, Doron, but I want something first." Her breathy voice tingled on his neck. "Anything Amara. Name it." Doron said, almost breathless himself. "Drink from me." She whispered, "I want to feel if it is the same for me as it is for you. Then you can have or do whatever you like." He hesitated only half a second. He knew she could force him, but he wanted to do it anyway. He kissed her forehead briefly then pulled her up to a position where he could access her neck the way he had fantasized. He kissed the hollow of her collarbone and she hissed in a breath. He grazed his teeth along her collar out to her shoulder and back, just nipping lightly. Once he was back to her neck, she angled her head to bare more of it to him and she waited. He kissed the hollow again and then found her carotid and pressed his teeth into the skin around it. He let his tongue massage around inside his chosen area to loosen her skin and then gently added more pressure with his jaw. Amara's blood started flowing from her before she realized he'd gotten through her skin. She moaned. Oh it felt amazing. Not the soul-rending-from-body feel like it was when the vampires drank from her. It felt like he was pleasuring her by drinking her blood. It felt so erotic. No pain at all. She felt heat pooling between her legs. "Doron, more." She moaned. He gripper her tighter and drank deeper. With the rise and fall or her chest she felt her beaded nipples abrading against the hard muscles of his chest through the thin clothes they wore. Doron's jaw unclenched from around her neck and he licked the wound he had created and the blood flow stopped. "I shouldn't take anymore. My blood needs the chance to change your system. If I take too much back, it'll act as a poison instead of a medicine to heal you." His breathing was just as labored as hers. He brought his head up to look into her eyes. "You liked it. I felt that even before you asked for more. I felt inside my mind how your body was reacting. You're aroused." He stated matter-of-factly. He sounded a little stunned by the revelation, as well as by the fact that he knew these things. "Yes, you are quite right." She answered, her voice husky with desire. "You must be able to read me now, like I can read you." She smiled inwardly. "You've done as I've asked, now I'll keep my end of the bargain and do whatever you'd like. You can do to me, or I can do to you. Anything Doron." She felt his shaft thicken. She hadn't realized how large he was. Long AND thick. She knew she'd enjoy him. Doron watched her for a second then released her to lie on his back. "I'd rather you are pleased, and you look like you'd rather give than receive pleasure at the moment. I could force—" A picture of Doron forcing himself on her, taking her fast and rough appeared in Amara's mind. She shivered delightedly, but shook her head. "We have plenty of time. We can do it all." She pictured instead his shaft buried down the back of her throat and she smiled. She tore her gaze away from Doron's face and saw the large bulge in his leather-like pants. He looked too contained. She reached for the zipper located on the hip closest to her and slowly unzipped it fully, down to his mid-thigh. His cock pushed the waist of his pants away from his body. She slid her had beneath the fabric and gripped him. Doron's body twitched and he groaned. Before he said a word, she already knew from his thoughts that it felt incredibly good. She reached to his other hip and unzipped he pants entirely. His cock practically sprang free. Doron moved quickly to unencumber himself from his pants and tossed them to the floor. Once he'd lain back, Amara took a little time to admire his manhood. It stood perpendicular to his body. Amara quickly shucked her shirt off and tossed it to the ground to join Doron's pants. She then lifted herself off the bed and climbed onto Doron, keeping an arms-length away from the bed. While watching his face she lowered herself just enough to drag her nipples down his massive chest. Doron closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of just her nipples touching his body. She worked her way down over his roped abdomen and passed his cock and down his thick muscled quads. She then brought her legs between his as he made room for her. She took in a deep breath and lowered her lips to encircle the tip of his manhood. She let out her breath and slammed her mouth down to the base of his rock hard shaft. She felt his cock jump in the back of her throat as Doron grunted in pleasure. She moaned with his dick in her mouth, which made him moan. She couldn't understand why she wanted to bring Zhen's killer pleasure, but she knew that she did want it. She wanted him. Doron. Only Doron. She wanted him to only want her. 'Mine.' She was never possessive like this over Zhen, but this man, this alien, she'd never let go of. She'd kill for him. Amara's mouth felt amazing, better than any Doron had ever experienced. And that said a lot because he had experienced many in his millennia of life. He'd never let this woman go. And now that she was immortal, he'd never have to. 'Mine'. She had been sucking the head and licking the tip of his cock, grazing the sides gently with her teeth and kneading his balls. He felt close to orgasming two to three times, but had wanted this to last. Each time his cock jumped in her mouth, she moaned and the vibrations from her moan rocked him to his core. "Amara." He moaned. She picked up the pace and he began to thrust against her, fucking her mouth. In. Out. In. Out. Faster she went. He laced his fingers into her hair and his cock started to jump wildly. She moaned and slammed her mouth down to the base of his shaft so fast that he roared and exploded deep into her throat. She swallowed down all of his seed. After he stopped cumming, she was shaking as she bobbed her head up and down on his cock to make sure she cleaned him up and didn't miss a drop. Doron's breath was ragged and his whole body, limp. He used what energy he had left to life his head to look down at his woman. She still shook, as if it took all her energy to do what she'd done. It was the blood changing her. She'd be weaker than normal tonight. "Oh goddess, my sweet goddess, I'm sorry. I forgot you'd be weaker because of the blood. I shouldn't have let you do this." He sat up, grabbed her and pulled her to lay with him. She was still shaking. "Relax, my sweet. Rest, it's my turn to please you." "Wait!" Amara exclaimed, breathlessly. She just wanted to curl up next to him for a minute. "What's happening to me?" She curled into his arms as he lightly rubbed his hands along her arms and back. "My blood is changing you into an immortal. It takes twenty-four hours for the change to be complete. You really should just be resting. If you'd like to stop, we can, but I'd rather make sure you are sated." He continued tracing up and down her spine, lingering near her pelvis. "Mmm... feels so good...You decide. I'll be sated either way." Amara answered. She looked so content lying in his arms. He knew she had to rest, but he warred with his urge to take care of her as she had done him. He craved her orgasm. Needed the verification from her body. Wanted to be the one to bring her to ecstasy. He growled to himself. "I won't be happy until you're screaming with pleasure." He said to her. Amara chuckled seductively. "I have yet to be made to actually scream, so, good luck with that." She challenged.