Sudden Beginnings PART V
By Dea
Awoken by a crashing sound he looked around and she was not in sight. Hearing a growl coming from the kitchen he headed there. After waking up hungry an unable to hunt (Ten' magically locked the doors for her safety) she had ripped open all the cupboards ripped the door off the fridge and the oven. Even the microwave was destroyed. He was amused but puzzled at her dilemma, "What are you seeking?" He mused. He watched as she tugged on the vault. The one with the……"Why is she after THAT? With a shriek that would make a banshee proud, she yanked it out of the wall! His mind reeled at what he saw. "YANKED IT OUT OF THE WALL?" He thought he was the only one able to do that. Luckily it was made of adamantine. As well as the chains that were fastened to the wall, which were seven feet thick. She shrieked again and started beating on the walls of the vault.
Stepping forward to comfort her. He started feeling dizzy. Based. "No… can't be time for that yet he glanced at the wall calendar. It was, it was a full Moon! “Not now, of all times!" Grabbing his head in his hands as he dropped to his knees he cried out, "Run, Run Away! Run Now!” She looked at him with fear and concern she saw he was in pain an instead of running away she stumbled towards him, hands out stretched. “No, no, go away!" She placed her hands on his shoulders kneeling in front of him. She looked into his eyes searchingly. She noticed an old scratch on the lower part of his neck. Instinctively she ran her tongue over the old wound. Her lips, her fangs growing in anticipation. He slightly noticed that she was shaking when she reeled back and fell over he struggled trying to get to her, with the transformation almost in full swing.
He had wanted her to go not because he was afraid of hurting her, but that it might scare her. He had been a were-hog all his life and learn to gained control and have full intellectual capacity needed to keep himself from being a danger to anyone. When she fell to the floor he managed to gather her into his arms. " Take your gloves off. I have no information to know how to help you. All we need to know is in your memory archives, we need to do a mind link, Tikal told us about it. Then I will know what I need to do. She whimpered shaking her head no. " You trust me don't you?" When she nodded yes he told her," I trust you with my life!" Weakly she opened her eyes. Slowly the gloves faded. She went limp and he feared he was too late. Before he could continue the transformation hit full force.
It took only a few minutes and when his head cleared she was on the floor convulsing. Quickly he gathered her to him, relieved the gloves were still off. He placed her hand on his chest. The thoughts swept in like the breaking of a dam, rushing into his mind. The same thing was happening to her 'memory exchange' as it was called was to insure all history of both partners would be preserved. He struggled against the current of information sifting through it finally found what he'd been seeking. He scratched his neck causing blood to flow from the wound. He placed her head on his shoulder still
no response beyond the convulsing. Dark circles formed around her eyes and she grew paler by the second. He dipped a claw into the blood placing drops into her opened mouth.
“Please let it work!" He begged. After a few minutes of feeding her drop by drop, the convulsions stopped. She licked her lips and groaned slightly. “Bite me, you need to feed!" She shook her head no. Again he repeated," I trust you with my life. Please, you must feed or you will die," with tears in his eyes he said," And that my love would break my heart." Her eyes flickered open with reluctant understanding. Weakly she tried to lift her head up, unable to do so he pulled her close to him cradling her head in his hands an placed her mouth on his neck. After some of the blood flowed into her mouth she gained enough strength to sinking her fangs into him which was a little bit of pleasure for them both. While she feasted on his blood he mentally caressed her telling her he loved her and never wanted to leave her side. Another part of The Ceremony completed. Finally when she was sated she spoke." I cannot promise forever for is time that I cannot control but I can promise always. I will always be yours, I will always take care of you and I will always love you!" With a gladdened heart he leaned down and kissed her deeply and passionately." And I with you as well my love, I'm yours for all time, always!" he spoke into her mind. The Ceremony was completed. They were officially married in the tradition of her people. All that was left was to consummation of the marriage and her metamorphosis.
He scooped her up and proceeded to the master bedroom. Him in were hog form, her in vampire form seemed to intensify the pleasure, as they both felt what the other felt. The bond was almost complete. He laid her down and eased himself up beside her. He voiced his concern of making love to her in this form as he might be too large for her to handle for her first time. She turned to face him and said in a wicked tone," Try me!" Chuckling he replied." You asked for it, you got it!" In spite of the urgent sound and his voice He wanted take it slow. He reached down to her comb slipping one finger inside he massaged her clit. She moaned and writhed under his touch arching her hips, pulling him close. He groaned when she reached down and aimed him towards her inner thighs.
“Oh honey, I don't want to keep you waiting anymore." He placed the tip of his manhood at the lips of her comb, where her honey was flowing freely. She tried to thrust her hips up to him. He pulled back saying, "Slowly my love, sweet and slow." Again she thrust with urgency. He eased more into her despite her protests at his speed. Finally the head of his manhood was in. She groaned and opened her legs wider, wrapping her legs over his back. She tried to push him in faster." You forget dear, I am as strong as you and I will take my time for I do not want to hurt you." He told her, earnestly.