Crimson Dreams

I reached into my jacket and started emptying the pockets slowly. His eye brows shot up slightly when I pulled the clips out of my pockets and tossed them softly on the couch. I took the jacket off and laid it on top of the clips before pulling my shirt off. I started to undo the arm sheaths but Polo was suddenly there pressing his hand against mine. I looked up at him and he shook his head.

"I want to see you armed and unarm you myself."

"Then you'll need to do my pants."

"Why?"

"I have weapons latched to my pants."

He nodded before he ran his fingers lightly on my arm around the sheaths. "You're beautiful but with all your toys on you look like lethal beauty that I would risk my life to hold for just once."

"Then why remove the weapons?"

"Because I want to know that you trust me to do so and also because it shows your willingness for this to happen."

"I would never do this with you and then turn around and tell Alex something different happened."

"I know that. You haven't even told him about what really did happen to you and trust me when I tell you that it does not sit well with him. We've all been ordered to tell him the minute you tell us what happened or at the very least to find the person responsible and kill him." He pressed his cheek against mine and whispered in my ear. "I will gladly kill who ever hurt you and took you from me." He kissed my cheek but didn't try to kiss my lips. He had learned after I got back from Nathan's that what had happened to me had killed our kissing spars.

Not wanting to stay on this subject any longer I pushed my body against his firmly to let him feel the blades along my waist as I took his hand in mine and rubbed it along me side and around to the small of my back where the gun was. The brown of his eyes started to flicker with the first stirrings of that burning fire vampires get to their eyes when they are aroused. The more aroused he was the more the fire would become.

He stepped back and kissed my forehead before gently pulling out my hair clips. He had found out the hard way that the clips were weapons when he had tried to kiss me during our first sparring match after I had gotten back from Nathan's. It had surprised me as much as him that I had drawn blood. He pulled my ponytail out and let my hair fall down around me before tracing the flesh of my stomach around the blades. I closed my eyes at the feeling and dropped my shields all together.

My aura flared out and stretched as if happy to be free. I couldn't give Polo all of me but I could give him what I had given none before him. I would give him my vampire and not shield against him. My senses were heightened to extremes when I dropped my shields and I heard the managers’ daughter listening to music and writing something. Occasionally she would say something out loud. It sounded like medical terms. She must be studying for a test. The girl across the street was arguing with her boyfriend because she had spent the day with her sister. I could taste his jealousy and the truth of her words.

I could see everything in the darkness of my apartment. A spider had made himself a home in the far corner and he was currently cocooning his latest catch. I could even see every individual fiber in the carpet and foot prints from weeks ago. I could smell the people who had lived here before I moved in. They'd had a dog.

Polo’s hand rubbed against my stomach and brought my attention back to him. He gently started pulling the blades out one at a time and setting them on my jacket. The gun he saved for last. He pushed on my hips slightly until I was turned away from him. I felt his fingers run through my hair and down my back. I shivered and closed my eyes again. The hands that were caressing my skin tenderly were the same hands I watched crush a mans skull with just a little twitch of his wrist. His fingers very lightly slid into the waist of my pants and my muscles contracted of their own in that painful way that feels good.

He pulled the gun out and set it with the rest of my weapons before stepping back. I picked up where he left off and pulled my pants down. I had already kicked my shoes off as soon as I walked through the door. I finished pulling my pants off and my socks went with the same motion. I stood before Polo in nothing but my matching bra and panties set. He pulled his shirt off in one fluid motion that had all his muscles rippling. His chest was bare except the tattoo and I liked that. I didn't like hair on my men except that little happy trail that disappears into the pants. His pants soon followed suit and we were both standing there in nothing but our under clothes. He wore boxer briefs.

"Come." He held his hand out to me as he sat on the floor.

I took his hand and let him pull me into his lap. He sat cross legged with me sitting on his thighs with my legs wrapped around his waist and my ankles crossed. His fingers were making small circles along my back as he pressed a kiss to my neck. I felt that heat spread through my body and give me chills before pooling between my legs. I pushed myself against him just as he pushed against me. The feeling made me gasp and do it again.

We were thrusting against each other with his fingers making little trails up and down my spine. He kissed my neck again but this time he continued the kisses down to the top of my breast. I felt him grow firm and press against my core. I pushed down harder until he was rubbing against that sweet outer spot. A moan tore from my lips as I rode him. The sensations were more intense because I didn't have my shields up.

I ran my hands along his back and over his head before running my nails down his chest. I didn't press to hard because of the silver nail polish but it was enough to leave little red welts. He moved his hands to my thighs and started running lines between my groin and my knees. My back arched as another moan escaped and he laid me back on the floor. I whimpered a little because I couldn't ride him anymore.

I met his eyes to see them fully engulfed in that brown flame. He kept eye contact and pressed a kiss to my left thigh while his finger nails made trails along my right thigh. He positioned himself above me and made one quick thrust. He rubbed against that sweet spot again and I called out his name. He chuckled before turning his attention to the top of my breast. True to his word he had not tried to enter my clothing.

He kept thrusting against me while his mouth kissed along me breast and around my neck. He bit my nipple through my bra and I cried out as my back arched again. I let my control slip away and started thrusting against him selfishly. I felt the blood in my body start rushing to that one focal point just as I felt his rhythm break. Orgasm shook me deeply and he thrust against me harder. I felt the wetness spill out of me but I greedily wanted more so I pushed back against his thrust. I was sent into another orgasm but this time he didn't stop his thrust.

I rode orgasm after orgasm to the point I could no longer tell one started and the other ended. My finger nails were pressed so deep into his back that I knew there would be blood. His body shook violently and I felt the heat of his release through my panties. He moaned before collapsing on top of me.

He rolled off of me and was sitting up looking down at me. He smiled wickedly before running his tongue along my stomach at the edge of my panties. Occasionally his tongue would slip just a fraction inside the waist band and I was sent screaming another orgasm. After the fourth time I started begging for him to stop.

"No more. Please. I can't take it."

He smiled but returned his face to mine. His hands were still caressing where his tongue had just been. With each dip into the waist band I moaned.

"Please. Let me feel it?" He asked.

I couldn't speak so I just nodded. He slipped his hand into my panties as he watched my face. I felt his fingers caress that sweet spot and another orgasm rocked my body. This time I leaned up and pressed my lips to his roughly. I felt his body tense with shock before he returned the kiss tenderly and slipped one finger inside me. I didn't kiss him with an open mouth and no tongue. I pulled back from the kiss and lay back down. There had been no haziness to the kiss like there had been at the bar.

"God you're so wet and soft."

I wiggled my hips slightly trying to fight the discomfort and he pulled his hand away. My juice was still on his fingers and he licked them like a cat with cream. I couldn't help but watch as my whole body convulsed with the sight. He smiled and looked at me.

"You taste as good as you look."

I laughed and sat up. I moved my legs around to see if they were working yet. My first orgasm in over three months. Things were bound to be slow to recover.

"You did great." I said.

"I didn't think it was possible to get off with out intercourse."

"I am weird."

"In a wonderful way." He pressed a kiss to my cheek. "Clean up before you return home you smell of me strongly. I like that but your house guest will know he has been deceived and he won't like that." He stood up and started to dress.

"I intend to."

"I really wish we didn't have to leave so fast but Marco knows you called me and then I disappeared. He is probably worried sick something has happened to us."

"I understand. Besides, I still have to shower and get home before Hayden thinks Alex and I have reconciled."

"His smell no longer clings to you but to you clothes. I would play with Satan before entering the house. Just to be sure."

"You smelled him on me but yet you didn't ask?"

"I knew you hadn't slept with him. That much I could smell."

I waited for Polo to leave before taking a shower and re dressing. Time to go home and face my own demons. Well vampire technically but you get the point.