Part 7

Natalie sighed, "It's beautiful." She buried her
fingers in the soft rich fur. She pulled it from the
box and held it over her lap. She leaned toward
him and he pressed a soft kiss against her lips."

"I'd like you to wear it tonight. Soon we're going
to stop at a very posh restaurant and you will have a
wonderful meal. Then I'm going to carry you to the
house. We will be spending the night there. It's a
bit cool tonight and I wanted you to be warm."

"You should have told me, I would have packed an
over night suitcase."

"It's already taken care of."

Natalie snuggled under the warm fur and said,
"Thank you, Lucien. It's really lovely."

"Mon amour, it's only one of the delights I have
planned for you tonight."

The dinner was wonderful, despite her excitement
Natalie managed to eat a fairly good dinner.

LaCroix fed on a great amount of uncut stock
provided continuously by a waiter that Natalie
suspected was a vampire.

She knew Lucien had over indulged the vampire so
that he the man could make love to her.

After dinner Lucien asked Natalie for a dance. On
the dance floor he held her close and found that his
desire for her was quickening, the vampire was nearly
comatose from the rich blood.

He whispered into her ear, "Lets go home."

"Please," she sighed already damp with desire.

They went out into the dark parking lot near the
restaurant. Lucien picked Natalie up and leaped into
the sky. She pulled her coat tightly around her.
The flight wasn't too long, only a few miles from
the site of the restaurant.

Natalie loved being in Lucien's arms as he flew. He
didn't seem to need to see where he was going as his
lips kissed her deeply over and over. Natalie pressed
herself against him, her body trembling with
desire.

They landed on the balcony of his room entering the
house through the double doors. Lucien turned to lock
the doors and drew deep blood red blackout curtains
over the windows.

"I must feed a bit more, my dear. I have some more
gifts for you in the bathroom. Please go freshen up
and chose whatever you like."

She nodded and went into the amazing bathroom to
find her favorite brands of soaps and cosmetics all
laid out for her. There were thick towels and a
variety of negligees for her to choose from. She
tied her hair up and took a quick shower. Toweling off
she rubbed scented creams quickly over her body
and then slipped into the deep emerald green satin
gown. She smiled at the white one and stared open
mouthed at the red and black skimpy number it was
sexy and vampish. She giggled at that thought.

Would Lucien be pleased with her choice? She
brushed her hair till it shinned and applied only the
briefest touch of makeup. She exited the bathroom.
The sight that met her made her gasp with pleasure.
The entire room was bathed in flickering candle light.

Beautiful little cut glass crystal bowls made the
light dance around the room forming a thousand points
of light.

Lucien stood in the flickering light. He wore a pair
of silk emerald green pajama bottoms and a rich
brocade black and emerald smoking jacket.

He was absolutely breathtaking in his magnificence.
There was a naked look of desire that made her blush
to her toes. He stepped forward and held out his
hands, "Come to me, Natalie."

She took a few steps forward reaching out to him and
he stepped forward to meet her.

"You look simply ravishing, my dear." he said against
her forehead as he pressed a kiss there. "We match,"
he said obviously pleased as he bent to kiss her.
His lips were cool and gentle. She opened her mouth
to allow his gentle probing tongue to duel with hers.
He was a masterful kisser. They kissed for some
time; Natalie ran her hands over his backand up his
neck into his short white hair. It was so soft. He
pulled her tightly against him and she could feel his
desire hard against her stomach. He drew back and his
nostrils flared. He could smell her desire for him.
She started to work on the tie of his jacket and
pushed it off from his shoulders. She pressed her
lips against his shoulder and heard him sigh with
pleasure. She was pleased to be able to run her hands
over the fine muscles she only glimpsed at that one
time. His muscles rippled under her fingers, he
was caressing her shoulders and then his hand slipped
lower to cup one her breasts.

He sighed with the pleasure of her soft warm breast
in the palm of his hand his thumb teased the tip
through the soft silk. He bent to pull the strap
from her shoulder with his teeth and she laughed
with delight pressing herself against his hand. He
pressed his lips to her shoulder and pulled the other
strap over her shoulder and the gown slipped to her
waist.

Natalie ran one hand down his chest and lower
sliding it softly over the thick hard shaft lying
tightly against his body.

He groaned, "Natalie," he said in a silky sexy
voice, "If you persist on that course, I will be
unable to give you proper attention."

She sighed and withdrew her hand, "we can do it only
once?" She panted with emotion as he captured her
lips again.

"No of course not, but I want to attend to you as
well."

"Attend then, Lucien," she breathed rapidly, "but
not too long." She smiled up into his eyes. My need
to sheath you is great."

He ran his hands down her silk clad body and pushed
the gown down over her hips. It fell in a soft heap
around her feet. He pulled her against him, needing
to feel her warm breast pressed against his cool
chest. He held her close kissing her face and sighed,
"You feel so wonderful." He then drew back to look
down at her, "You are so beautiful Natalie," he
caressed her breast again as his thumb ran over her
nipple making the rose brown tip hard and round.

Natalie ran her hands around to his back and under
the waistband of his pajamas and lightly squeezed his
buttocks. He thrust his hips against her. She pulled
the pajama bottoms down his hips and over his well
defined hard buttocks letting them fall to the floor.
Lucien took her hand and they stepped from the
garments and moved closer to the bed. Natalie gazed
at his beautiful white body. He looked as if he had
been chiseled from fine white marble. His penis was
hard and tight against his stomach; the tip glistened
with a drop of ruby red blood.

She ran her hand up the thick shaft. "Please Lucien,
I want you now."

He needed no more encouragement, he picked her up
and placed her among the rich silk sheets and crawled
up beside her. He pulled her against the length of
his body and held her a moment feeling her warmth. He
bent to capture a breast in his mouth eliciting moans
of pleasure from Natalie.

She urged him on by rolling to her back pulling him
on top of her. She spread herself wide and he settled
between her knees. He kissed and sucked on her breast
as she lay for a few minutes just feeling his
caresses.

She caressed his face and hair, her desire for him
was so great, "Please, Lucien," she cried thrusting
her hips against him. She reached down taking the
thick shaft and caressed it, rubbing it against her
warm moist opening.

"Please Lucien, I want you now!" He rose up on his
hands and looked into her pleading face filled with
desire, "As you wish, mon amour," he thrust burying
his shaft deep inside her.

They cried out with pleasure, he pulled her against
him still for a full minute drinking in her warmth
like a starving man, and then began to move. He
withdrew a bit and thrust deeply again. Natalie
grasped at his buttocks urging him deeper with each
thrust. He held her against him with one hand under
her back the other under her buttocks.

At first he kissed her, then as their bodies build
toward the climax they concentrated on the building
desire, Natalie cried, "faster!"

LaCroix obliged, their bodies pounded against the
bed. Natalie loved the feel of his buttocks and back
as they moved thrusting into her.

He finally thrust one more time; Natalie's eyes flew
open as his fangs sank into her neck. She cried out
with her orgasm and felt him spasm with his own. He
pulled out his fangs after only one mouth full of
blood, overcome by the sexual pleasure and they cried
out with their pleasure of one another. Arching
against each other, feeling the shuddering of the
dying orgasm, Natalie clamped her legs around him
holding him tightly inside of her and they kissed
deeply. She caressed his hair, as he laid his face
between her breasts, as her breathing steadied she
said, "That was wonderful."

"Yes, it was. It's been so long since I have loved
a woman without her ending up dead. It's so easy to
lose oneself in the blood.

He moved to lick the wounds on her neck so they
could begin the healing process.

Natalie said, "It was my pleasure to be the first in
all those years."

"I love the feel of your hair. It's so soft." She
said running her hands into his hair.

He looked up into her face. "I love the feel of all
of you. Now may I explore a bit.

She caressed his check with her finger, "Please."

LaCroix proceeded to kiss every inch of her.

She kissed him back. Then he slid down her body a
bit teasingly as he sucked and nipped on her breasts
until she screamed with pleasure. He nipped drawing a
few drops of blood from her nipple. She caressed what
she could reach of his body and drew in a sharp breath
of anticipation as he kissed and licked his way down
her body. His hands fondled her breasts off and on
while caressing the insides of her thighs. Hisfingers
slowly made their way up into the warm soft folds of
her labia. She moaned with pleasure as he dipped his
fingers in rubbing her nub with expertise. She arched
her body for him to have better access and her fingers
entwined into the bed sheets. He spread her wider and
bent to thrust his tongue into her warm dampness. He
sucked and caressed her into a wild frenzy. She
bucked against his face as he sucked and nipped at her
nub. She cried out with pleasure as her orgasm hit
robbing her of her senses. When she thought it was
nearly over he moved quickly up her body and thrust
deeply into her, bringing them both to a swift hard
orgasm. His fangs sunk into her shoulder drawing a
small amount of blood. She wrapped her legs around him
and let her love wash over him through the sharing of
her blood. She saw images, images she could decipher.
Images of their love as it grew and blossomed into
one of the perfect red roses he had given her. His
mouth left her shoulder and covered her mouth in a
deep warm kiss and she tasted herself on his lips.
They were still for a while...she was catching her
breath as he was feeling her heart
beating wildly against his chest. She was so warm, so
alive. She loved him so much. He'd never thought he
would feel love like that again. The idea of
purposely ending her life was unthinkable. He loved
everything about her.

He suddenly found himself with a dilemma. When the
time came could he bring her over into the darkness.
She, who loved life and sunshine even though she
lived in virtual darkness for him. That light
seemed to wash over him during their orgasm.
Something he thought wasn't possible. He saw the sun
in her and the light had warmed him.

He pushed the thought away as Natalie started to
tease his nipple with her tongue. His nerves were so
alive when he made love to her. He felt more
alive than he had in 2000 years. What had Nick left
behind?

LaCroix woke to find Natalie nipping at his ear.
He smiled, "You're insatiable."

"Would you want it any other way?" She asked with a
giggle.

"Never. But I must bathe, come join me." He left
her going into the bathroom and she could hear the
water running. She dragged herself out of the bed and

groaned from the sore muscles of lovemaking. She found
the big sunken tub full of warm water. She laughed
with delight to find it full of bubbles. LaCroix
grinned at her as she stepped down into the tub and
held his hand up to her. She came down the steps and
into his arms. They lay cozy, along one of the wide
shelves. Natalie sat between his legs lying back
against his chest. He wrapped his legs around her
hips. She relaxed in his all encompassing presence
feeling safer and more at peace than she'd ever been.

"I love you." He said against her ear.

She reached up to caress his cheek, "and I love you
more than I thought it possible to love anyone of this
world. When will you bring me across?"

He held her tighter, "Not yet, my love. I must
drink in more of your warmth."

She took his hand and kissed his fingers. "Don't wait
to long, Lucien. I'm not getting any younger."

"Do you really want to die and live in the darkness
as I do?"

"Yes, I do, if that is what will keep me with you.
I will be able to show you my love forever. I cannot
bear the thought of you living for centuries
without the love I can give you. Don't you want me
to be with you?"

He hugged her, "Yes, very much. I find you to be
the light of my life."

End Part 7