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breasts he was fondling.  He nuzzled the flesh
that was pressing against his cheeks from both sides. His hands moved to encircle
her breasts as he took first one and then the other little bud into his mouth. 
He sucked each of them softly for just a brief moment, just long enough to make
them push out even further. Then he moved his lips and tongue on down her taut
belly to his ultimate goal.  Before his hands moved away, he gave each nipple a
tiny pinch.  Aurora’s head was back, and she moaned softly. 
    Like Aurora, Alex had removed his shoes earlier, and he was
able to step out of his pants and kick them aside.  He kneeled before her and
thought it appropriate as she was truly a goddess to him.  He smiled a little
as he proceeded to worship his goddess.
    He found her true rosebud nestled in the beautiful flower
between her creamy thighs.  It glistened with dew, and he licked the moist
petals that opened to his tongue.  He took the tiny bud between his lips and
gently sucked it into his mouth where his seeking tongue was waiting to explore
it. 
    Her knees trembled and with his hands on her hips, he
guided her gently back into the chair he had lifted her out of.   He kept her
at the edge of the cushion and continued to delve into the soft folds that could
not hide what he sought.  He let his tongue flick and play over the little bud
until she was damp and panting, then he pulled it back into his hot mouth,
sucking it and letting his tongue and teeth rub it as he slid it in and out of
his moist lips.  She shuddered and cried out her climax as he slid two fingers
into her. 
    He could wait no longer.  He lifted her and lowered her
onto his huge, straining rod, entering her in one long stroke.  She was so
tight around him that he dared not move for a moment.  Then he stood, lifting
her with him, and carried her to the plush rug before the fireplace.  He
lowered her on her back and slowly began a long stroke in and out of her wet,
silky depths. 
    Aurora was still riding the wave of her orgasm when he laid
her down.  She ached for him to fill her when he was still playing her body
like a virtuoso.  She was his instrument, and he made beautiful music on her.  Sometimes
it was wild and dangerous, but sometimes it was achingly sweet, like tonight. 
    He filled her to bursting, and his strokes were long and rhythmic. 
His eyes were closed as he concentrated on the sensations.  She looked up into
his face and even as she felt the tide rising in her again, wanting him to move
faster, stroke harder, she also felt a tender love for him.
    He opened his eyes and saw her gazing at him.  He read so
much in that look.  He saw her love for him, just as he loved her, and he knew
that they would always be together. But he also saw the lust in her Vampire eyes
and knew her greed and hunger. 
    His thrusts grew faster and harder, and her breath came hot
and rapid.  He knew she was close when her breaths became audible cries.  When
she called out his name and trembled in her pleasure, he let go, thrusting as deeply
as he could and riding the lightning of his own orgasm as he filled her with
his seed. 
    He had a flash of regret as he knew that it was only what
he liked to call dead Vampire seed.  But the thought was fleeting.  He’d had so
many years to come to terms with that fact of life or, more appropriately, afterlife
that he did not dwell on it.  Aurora was everything he ever wanted, and while
older Vampires tended to melancholia at times, he did not often indulge. He was
truly happy. 
    They lay together, quietly entwined for a while until he
finally pulled gently away. He knew that Aurora’s bath would be cooling soon,
so he rose and lifted her with him.“It’s time for your bath, young lady,” he
said playfully taking on the tone of a stern father.
     She groaned a small protest, but she was smiling all the
same. “Young lady is it? I’ll have you know I am over 1400 years old,” she
replied and stuck