Shelia - 1999
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Hi everyone! I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimers: This is an ADULT story and intended for adults only. If you
are not an adult, or graphic descriptions of 'rough' sexual situations with
Nick and Nat annoy or offend, then please, go away. This was 'inspired'
<eg> by the popcorn scene in "False Witness".
Nick and Nat do not belong to me and I am grateful TPTB ignore these little
things, as this story in no way is meant to infringe on any copyrights.
My eternal gratitude to the Amie. Her kind words and boundless wisdom keep
me on track.
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"Popcorn is useless as a defense," Nick said conversationally.
Natalie felt herself blush as his still-blue eyes studied her. He shook
his head, dislodging the buttery missiles from their resting place. The
light from the fireplace limned his hair with gold strands, and he looked
so feral with his mouth slightly parted, revealing the wickedly sharp tips
of his fangs. The mischief in his eyes warned her, but still she gasped,
shrinking back further into the leather couch, as he growled playfully, low
in this throat, baring his fangs at her again.
"Nick!," she screamed in mock protest as she dropped her handful of
popcorn, holding her hands out, palms up in instinctive submission.
Quickly, faster than Natalie's mortal eyes could see, Nick caught her
wrists. Lifting her hands to his face, he nuzzled, then kissed the left
one, dropping it to rest on his knee as he kissed and nuzzled at her right
palm, licking towards her wrist.
He nipped at the delicate skin and she whimpered slightly, clutching at his
knee. A low fire was building in her belly and she squirmed, delighted,
and slightly embarrassed at the heat his least touch could cause. His
nostrils flared, catching the scent of her musk. Nick growled, looking up
suddenly and Natalie could see the golden flecks forming in his eyes as he
drew her closer.
"Popcorn has no effect on the vampire whatsoever," he whispered, dropping
her hand, his voice thickening, growing deeper. Natalie gasped at the amber
fire, burning low, smoldering in his eyes.
All traces of blue were gone now, and Natalie licked her lips,
unintentionally inviting a kiss. Nick pulled her close to him, brushing his
lips across hers, growling softly as they parted beneath his. Nick eagerly
tasted her, deepening the kiss, his hands molding Natalie to him. Stroking
her cheek with his own, he rubbed his arousal against her leg, making no
attempt to hide his trapped erection.
Natalie moaned slightly in protest as he drew back from her. Standing, he
lifted her to her feet. She could feel her skin flush hotly and she
trembled as his amber eyes studied her. He reached for the hem of her sweat
shirt, drawing it upwards in one swift motion, tossing it aside. He growled
his approval at her bra-less state. In an instant, her sweat pants were
around her ankles, leaving her bare except for a tiny wisp of lace covering
her sex. He crouched down, freeing the material from her feet as she
placed her hands lightly on his shoulders for balance. She trembled as
Nick caressed her calves, the back of her knees, placing cool kisses across
She gasped as he kissed her hip, and she moved against him as he trailed
his tongue along the lacy edge of her panty. His hands trailed up,
caressing her buttocks, as he slipped his tongue inside the elastic,
tasting her warm skin. With a sharp growl, he hooked the material with his
fangs, and with a short vampiric toss of his head, tore the lace away.
Nick's hands on her hips steadied her as he buried his head in her feminine
curls and breathed deeply, her scent washing over him, calling him. Her
fingers tightened on his shoulders and she pressed forward, moaning.
"Nick," she whispered softly.
Natalie stumbled slightly, crying out as he pushed her back In one smooth
motion he stood. Nick licked his lips, unconsciously grinning ferally as
he took in her naked form. Natalie's pout turned into a smile as he began
to unbutton his shirt, his eyes constantly shifting across her body,
resting for only a moment, on her breasts, the curve of her hip, the pulse
in the hollow of her throat.
Natalie shivered in anticipation, every inch of her skin hypersensitive to
the air around her. A low growl escaped him as he shed his shirt, leaving
the musculature of his chest bared to Natalie's view. Unbuttoning his
pants, Nick impatiently pushed his them over his hips, hooking his
underwear with his thumbs, drawing them both down. He kicked them aside as
he reached for her.
Natalie danced backwards, away from his reach, wanting to study him closer.
Nick caught her easily, securing her wrists behind her back with one hand,
hissing in delight as she struggled briefly, then melted against him. She
lifted her head, eyes half closed, awaiting the touch of his cool lips.
She cried out, startled, opening her eyes as Nick dropped to his knees on
the rug, pulling her down so she rested astride his lap. Natalie shivered
in anticipation as Nick tugged her arms, holding her wrists low against her
back, arching her breasts up to his lips. Natalie moaned, his cool lips
encircling a hardened nub and she gasped at the tremor of pleasure that
spiked through her as he suckled greedily.
He turned his attention to her other breast and she squirmed in his lap as
he slowly licked and kissed his way to the trembling tip of the other.
Suddenly he pulled her against him, her breasts warm and heavy against the
coolness of his chest. Her thighs rested on his and she could feel his
manhood, cool and thick, pressing against her sex. Natalie moved against
him and bit at her bottom lip, moaning, relishing the feel of his thick
shaft parting her labia.
Suddenly, Nick spread his legs wide. Natalie gasped, her thighs parting
almost painfully, the weight of her body forcing its own slow, sensual
impalement. Nick arched Natalie backwards again, trailing his kisses down
her neck, pausing only a moment to lick at the hollow of her throat before
continuing his exploration.
"Nick," Natalie moaned softly, then threw her head back, gasping as she
felt his canines scrape against her upthrust breast.
Torturously, slowly, she could feel her body opening up to him, taking even
more of him inside her. He was motionless beneath her, but his lips left
trails of cool fire as Nick kissed and caressed every inch of skin across
her breasts, encouraging her wriggles and moans. She could feel that heavy
tightening, deep in her belly, signaling her body was ready for release.
"Oh!... Oh!" Natalie gasped at the sensations coursing through, electric
jolts of pleasure that were almost unbearable. She shuddered and struggled
against the hands that held her captive, helpless, against the instinctive
movements of her hips. Nick growled ferally, finally thrusting up, filling
Natalie came, shuddering and screaming his name. Nick released her hands
to capture her hips and ground upward, relishing her rhythmically
contracting warmth. Soft moans escaped her as Natalie wrapped her arms
around his neck, lacing her fingers in his hair, pulling his head down to
Natalie tried to move against him, to encourage him to move faster, but her
hips were pinned by his hands as he took his slow pleasure. She kissed,
then bit his lip, not quite breaking the skin. Her teeth left their marks
across his lips and down his jawline. Nick growled, deep in this throat,
recapturing her lips with his, increasing the intensity of his thrusts as
he explored her mouth, the moist heat inviting the questing of his tongue.
Natalie caressed his fangs with her tongue, and he groaned softly in her
mouth, tightening his hands on her waist as he thrust more urgently inside
her welcoming warmth. Nick trailed kisses along her jaw, nipping at her
earlobe. One hand leaving Natalie's waist to be buried in her hair,
fingers lacing in the auburn curls, pulling her head back, exposing the
length of her throat.
Natalie's hands clutched at his arms, gasping. Another climax was building
and she cried out, amazed at the sensations he caused. Nick's kisses along
her neck grew more feverish, more demanding, as he snaked an arm around her
waist - his tongue, his teeth, licking and nipping along the line of her
neck. He growled sharply as she cried out again.
"Please!" she begged, "Take me! Take me now!"
Natalie climaxed as his fangs entered her neck, gasping as his arm
tightened on her waist, crushing her to him as he thrust furiously into
her, coming in great shudders. She could feel his growl of triumph, deep
in his chest, vibrate through her as she clung to him, helplessly, joyously
swept along the river of shared pleasure. She collapsed, panting in his
arms as he nuzzled at her neck, licking at her wounds. Nick eased her
gently to the rug, the light from the fire gilding him with gold, then
Unwilling to withdraw from his lover, Nick rested beside Natalie, rolling
slightly to his back, pulling her half on top of him. Eventually her
breathing slowed to something less than a gasp and he pushed back her sweat
dampened hair, kissing her forehead, then one after the other, her closed
eyelids. He kissed away the tears of pleasuring that lingered on her
lashes, his cool hands stroking along her back, along the curve of her hip.
"Natalie?" he asked, his voice still husky, amazed at the contentment the
woman in his arms brought him.
"Hmm..." she replied, looking up at him, blue eyes so open and unafraid,
almost purring in his arms.
Nick grinned. He loved her. Mischief glinted in his now blue eyes. "So,
do you realize now how useless popcorn is as a defense against me?"
She smiled, brighter than his memories of the sun. Her hand rested, small
and warm against his chest, fingertips tracing lazy patterns on his skin.
"Who said it was a 'defense'?"
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