Is This The End?

She let out a throaty moan, his lips leaving hers only to trail down her neck. She arched her back, every second that passed made her crave him more.

Maybe if he touched her enough, if he kissed her long enough then he'd erase all of her bad memories. Maybe she'd be able to start over again, to not be so fucked up.

Max could not contain himself as he raised himself from her as he knelt on the bed towering above her.

".....Do you want me to stop?" he spoke caught up in a mist of lust and need.

Max wanted her and he could not deny that.

She looked up at him, her lips swollen, her cheeks a bit flushed.

"No...please don't stop" she murmured as she reached up for him with her hands.

"I want to forget him Max...please...please help me forget" she begged.

Max could hear the pleading in her voice and it hurt him to hear it. But if this is what she wanted then he would give her what she wanted. Max reached for the buttons on his shirt and instead of un-doing them one at a time he tore through his shirt with ease as his shirt ripped in two and shreds of the material landed on the floor exposing his chest. He sped down so that he was laid back down on top of her as his lips crashed back down onto hers as his hands trailed down to her tie on her robe as he began to untangle it.

She groaned again, kissing him back with a bit more fervor. She felt his hand fumble about the tie of her robe until he found it and undid it in one false swoop.

She was bare to him, in more ways than one and feeling his skin rub up against hers tore out a moan from her lips. It was odd, perhaps it was her new vampire senses, or her weird physiology but somehow his touch on her skin felt stronger, sharper. Like her nerve endings had no speed limit on how fast they processed information.

She felt him rise from her just to look at her and she wondered. She wondered if he really wanted this or if he was just doing it to appease her. Had she become one of those women who was so needy men would just fuck her to shut her up?

Max had risen to gaze down at her naked form that laid out in front of him, his erection throbbing in his pants as he slipped from the bed to his knees on the floor. Pulling Kiara down the bed as his lips landed on her inner thigh as his lips and tongue slid across her skin, his hand rested on her stomach massaging her waist with his broad hand. There was no way that he was going to rush this, he was going to take this slow. If they were going to be parted once they reached Washington then he wanted her to remember him.

She gasped as she slid down the bed, his lips now latched to her thigh. She had a split second where she recalled that it had taken so much coaxing out of Bill just to get him to bite her there, yet Max seemed quite comfortable going down that road.

Her stomach tensed at the thought, but in a good way. She didn't want Max to pretend to be something he was not. He was vampire and she hoped that he would not try to act human around her for fear of hurting her.

If she had a pulse it would have been jumping eagerly at his tongue but instead all she could feel was a sharp dipping sensation every time he kissed or licked her thigh.

"nnn....Max" she whimpered, gripping the sheets beneath her. Just the slightest touch from him was sending her into pleasure overload and she had no idea why.

Max's lips slid further across Kiara's inner thigh dipping into the apex of her thigh feeling the softness of her flesh smooth against the stubble of chin. His hand continued to massage Kiara's hip towards the top of her leg. He heard her groan his name and he could not help but smirk knowing that he was doing something right. Max slowly lowered his hands to the buckle on his belt pulling it from its loops and dropping it to the floor. He pushed himself to his feet and removed his pants letting them pool at his feet kicking them to the side. He gazed down at Kiara who looked on flustered as he sped to lay down on the bed towering above her his arms supporting him.

She gasped, seeing him move with his vampire speed as he was now naked and towering above her. She felt oddly warm which was odd considering how cool both their bodies were. She tentatively raised her hand, touching his stubble laden cheek, stroking from his cheek bone down to his jaw.

"how strange....part of me should hate you for what you and your brother have done to me... yet I don't"

Max felt her hand rest on his cheek feeling her cool flesh against his own.

"...I did what I had to do to protect you" he whispered huskily.

His gently placed his hand on her cheek and ran his fingers down the side of her neck and across her shoulder.

"....Everything that I have done is to protect you" he whispered.

She managed a soft chuckle.

"I can't believe you care..." she murmured before lifting her head enough to kiss his jaw sweetly.

She let her head fall back on the pillows, her gaze meeting his. "love me Max....even if it's just for right now"

"...Always" he whispered.

Max lowered his body slowly to lay flush with Kiara's, his waist nestled between her thighs. Max knew that she wanted this and he did as well. He had been dreaming about this for a long time but even though Kiara was giving herself to him willingly. Max knew that he would never be the man that she truly wanted, her Compton.

She closed her eyes and took a deep unneeded breath. Even as memories of Bill came to her she found it easier to let them go. He wasn't hers anymore, he wasn't a part of her life. He'd made his decision clear that she was just a replacement for his waitress.

She didn't want to be a replacement. For once she wanted to be someones main choice.

"A pity...you couldn't be my maker" she whispered before kissing him so he couldn't reply to her comment.

"A pity indeed....." he chuckled a little.

Max's pulsing erection throbbed caressing Kiara's inner thigh as he shifted his body and slowly slid inside of her filling her as a groan parted through his lips. His neck rolling side to side feeling this sensation course through him.

She groaned. He invaded her body and she had to bite her lip and grip the sheets less he take her over the edge then and there. She had no idea this is what vampires felt when they had sex. It was sharper, stronger, far more intense than regular sex.

This is probably why they had it so often and there wasn't such a thing as a celibate vampire.

She lifted her legs, wrapping them loosely around his hips as she rocked against him, even the tiniest moment tearing a moan from her mouth.

Max heard her groan which only intensified his every single movement that he made. His hands grasping at the sheets below her head. His hips angled to create a growing friction between their cool bodies, the muscles in his upper arms tensing beneath the strength that was growing deep within him.

"...Kiara......" he spoke, the words rolling off the end of his tongue.

Max felt her legs wrap around his broad waist pulling him deeper. Max groaned and hissed as his lips latched to her neck letting his tongue lap up her heavenly scent.

She hissed. Rocking herself against him more, letting his arms envelope her body and cradle her. He was gentle yet rough. He held her gently but the way he moved against her hips was all vampire and part of her relished the feel.

His name tumbled out of her lips, her fangs coming out of their own accord. She gasped for breath despite not needing it. Her hands explored the expanse of his back. One sharp thrust had her involuntarily clawing at his back and drawing blood. She could smell it even in small quantities and it made her growl in need and hunger.

Part of her wanted to apologize for clawing and drawing his blood and part of her wanted to flip him over and lick those wounds.

Max arched his back feeling her razor sharp nails slice through his skin like a hot knife through butter. He glanced over his shoulder and could see trickles of blood drip down his sides. 


His hips continued to rock in a steady rhythm feeling the sheets slide from the bed leaving barely a pillow on the large bed. Her name parted through his lips once again causing himself to groan once again.

She hissed again, her fingers coated in his blood as he moved against her.

"Max...." she growled, lifting her hips, giving him more access to her body and forcing him to go deeper. She couldn't even remember now why she'd been sad before, the world seemed to have vanished and it was just them two and this bed which was slowly coming undone.

Her nails dug deeper into his back again a split second before he took, no before he catapulted her over the edge.

She'd never had an orgasm so intense, she felt like she was being burned by the sun and melted by fire all at once and the only thing saving her was his constant thrusts into her body.

Max could feel her tighten around his erection causing him to grunt and cracking his own neck to balance himself out as he continued to thrust over and over. His hands grasping at the mattress feeling her body collapse beneath him almost panting un-needed breath. A smirk spread across his face as he gazed down at her.

"......Now let me show....What a true vampire is" he grinned.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide, her lips parted showing off her fangs. She didn't know what more there could be to this. She had thought sex as a wolf had been mind boggling, but without a shock reflex in her nerves everything about sex right now was infinitely more intense.

But as she was quickly realizing she was recovering quickly from her orgasm, the sensations leaving a pit of hungry lust in its wake. She wanted more, she never wanted him to leave her body.

Turning Kiara over onto her stomach Max pulled Kiara to the base of the bed as he stood on his feet now going at full vampire speed and not holding anything back.

She gasped and groaned as he began to thrust into her from behind. The speed didn't bother her, part of her wished he'd go faster, harder.

She gripped what was left on the bed, the sheets now on the floor. She moaned his name, biting her lower lip, blood painting her bottom lip crimson. She could hear him grunting as she turned her head enough so she could look at him out of the corner of her eye.

"Max..." she whispered breathlessly "....harder"

Hearing her words that only encouraged Max more willing him to increase his speed. Speeding and changing positions with his thrusts still at vampire feeds he was on his knees on the bed with Kiara hoovering above his lap as he gripped hold of her waist gazing into her eyes with a fiery burning passion that had been building for days.

She gasped, clutching his shoulders for support as he lifted her up and they switched positions. Her face so close to his, she couldn't help but crush her lips on his. She growled, rocking more against him.

Vaguely somewhere in the distance the pilot was saying how they were about 10 minutes away from landing but she didn't care.