This is the first Round Robin that was originally posted to the FK Vals list.
Standard disclaimers apply.

Dear Friends:
The following is another part of the round robin, for our new lovers (at least in this story) Lacroix and Natalie.

Natalie woke slowly and found herself temporality confused about where she was. She did not move but sort of blinked and tried to get her brain together. She moved her head and discovered that she was not alone. She swallowed deeply, Lacroix! For a moment she was terrified, then she suddenly remembered all that had happened the night before. She smiled to herself and snuggled closer to her bed mate. Her new love, her love eternal, or at least as long as they pleased each other.

She closed her eyes tightly and winced with the pain, as she remembered the golden one that she had loved for so many years in vain. A single blood tear ran down her face. A tear for all of the love that could have been ... between Nick and herself. A tear for all of the lonely days, nights, and years.

"You don't always get to pick the people you fall in love with ...," he said softly as he traced the tear gently with his index finger. "Don't worry, my heart," he whispered. He lightly brushed his lips on hers.

Natalie opened her eyes to see Lacroix smiling down at her. He was propped up on one elbow and scooping her closer to his body with the other.

Natalie reached up to encircle his neck with her arms. "Let's celebrate my new life ... our new life together, " she smiled and drew his lips closer to hers. She feathered soft light kisses across his lips and down his face. She covered his neck in kisses, nipped and slightly scraped with her newly found fangs. She was swept away with the first faint taste of his blood.

Natalie was amazed at the playfulness of her bed mate. They tussled and giggled like kids, as they pretended to struggle for dominance in their complex game of seduction. Natalie was becoming completely aroused and could hardly wait to strike and consume her new lover. Her kisses became more urgent, more ardent. Lacroix sensed the change in the intensity of their love making.

He was equally aroused and decided to accelerate things. He caressed her breasts and then covered each nipple with searing kisses and bites. He could feel her breath quickening as her nipples expanded and hardened with excitement. He was licking small threads of blood and smiled to himself as he listened to her small moaning sounds.

He created a crimson trail down the cool paleness of her skin to her private parts. He lightly licked the small red lines closed. Natalie was clutching his shoulders and tried to pull his lips to hers. But, he held her firmly as he parted her legs and drew his tongue upwards on her inner thighs. When Lacroix reached her secret fire, he continued his steady and determined strokes and she was helpless.

Natalie's soft moans had changed to stronger and stronger growls. Lacroix knew without looking that her eyes had changed to a flaming amber. She called his name as he entered her and sank his fangs into her neck. Lacroix had moved his wrist to her lips so that she might drink her fill.

Lacroix was flooding her with images of his life and passion for her. Natalie's life, secrets, and love for him were streaming into his body and heart.

Later, both lay quietly in each other arms and were thankful for the love and desire that they had shared.

Natalie rolled over to face Lacroix. "Good morning my love," she smiled. "What should we do today?"

What is next for our valentine lovers?

End Part Eight