AJ was never one to sit on the sidelines. Never one to watch as fun went by. No. He was always in the thick of things, enjoying every moment of his life.

The beating of mortal hearts and blood raged about him, making him hunger in every way possible. But he wasn't just going to take any woman to satisfy his hunger, he wasn't going to just feed from any woman...

He wanted a fighter. He wanted a woman with spirit and fire in her blood.

Would he find what he was looking for? He wasn't sure. Sometimes he did, sometimes he didn't. And when he didn't there was always Rachael. But she couldn't feed his hunger for blood though. And it was that he wanted to burn in his veins.

The woman who's body was pressed against his now, the one who obviously wanted him, well she wasn't for him tonight. There was just something in his body that told him no. She wasn't the kind of girl for him.

But where would she be...?

Intoxicated, that was precisely what she was at the moment, good and drunk but not as you might think. She’d been drinking vodka, tequila, you name it she had consumed it but no amount of alcohol had anything to do with her inebriation.

Her body writhed amongst the masses around her, blending in like any other mortal out for a night of carefree fun. She inhaled their scents, sweat, blood, lust and heat all filled the air with the most provocative blend you could imagine.

In the dim lighting she looked completely mortal, from her even skin tone and golden hair, which at the moment was wild about her, to her taught body and close fitting clothing. It was everything that was of the time, and that was because she was of the time, she was a new vampire barely months old in her immortal walk and delving in head first.

Her eyes flashed red for a second as the thirst rushed to the surface inside her. this was such a temptation, she could take anyone of the little pretties around her, but she had to show restraint, what had he told her about the Amman, they didn’t like finding mortal bodies on every corner now did they. She wasn’t bound to rules she knew, she wasn’t one of those coven folks that she only now knew existed, she was her own woman and did what she wanted, but she wasn’t going to challenge a coven on what could and couldn’t be done. She wanted to see the next millennia if she could.

She draped her arms around the mortal male who held her close in their almost intimate dance. She closed her eyes and inhaled his neck, it was so tempting and her mouth was right there. She bit her lip in restraint. However her eyes opened again when she sensed it, another vampire. The first time she had felt it she didn’t know what it was but she did now. There was another in there just like here. Was it him? She looked around her immortal eyes taking in each face clearly in the faint light till it found the one she was looking for.

Her eyes met his and she gave a wry smile of acknowledgment but that was all. It was not who she thought it was, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t interested in knowing who he was.

There... Those eyes... The golden mane of hair... The flash of crimson in her eyes. She was hungry as he was...

Now that he saw her, AJ knew she was a vampire. But he... He hadn't sensed her. Was she a fledgling? So young that she didn't even register to his senses? Young... Inexperianced... And if she was too careless...

A hungry grin spred across AJ's lips as her eyes moved on, as if looking for someone.

But there would be no one else for her tonight. This woman... This fledgling vampiress... He would lay his claim to her tonight, and god help the man who tries to take her away from him... He would ravage her until dawn... tear into her like a piece of meat... But all as she screamed in pleasure. He would tear into her and she would love it. Every damn second of it.

Down boy... Easy there...

AJ's fangs and body were aching with just the thought of holding her close. He tried to find her scent, but she was lost in the crowd... And soon she was enveloped by all the human dancers. Was his stunningly beautiful prey trying to escape him? Was she leading him on a hunt of sorts? Mmm... Games seemed to make everythimg more fun.

But he wouldn't hunt for her just yet. He would wait... wait and see what happened with the girl.

Sliding his way off the dance floor, AJ made his way to the bar, watching for her... Seeing if he could spot her again. He wanted to get a better look at her. She was beautiful, and a vampire, but that was all he knew at the slight glimps he got. He wanted to know more before he took a bite of the apple.

She laughed against her young partner’s neck as he whispered wicked nothings into her ear. “Is that all you want to do?” she teased, emphasising the all very distinctly. He thought she was drunk, an easy bit of fun for him and who would more than likely never remember what happened when she woke up naked the next morning and wondering where her panties were located.

Silly wabbit…that trick was hers. She played these mortal men for fools every other night, faking inebriation and of course they all wanted to take the opportunity to dip into her honey pot, but in the end it was she who got to enjoy the sweet nectar of their necks. It was a fair trade in her eyes. Sometimes, just sometimes one or two got a taste of her; got to sample her forbidden yet tasty treats, before she killed them.

She stepped away from the guy whose hands were currently cupping her behind. She gave a little stagger just to enforce her little act to him of being drunk. “Now, now…that’s very naughty,” she teased with a grin. However her eyes were once again scanning the sea of face…ah, there he was. The vampire she had spotted before, he was still amongst the crowd but on the move now. She could sense him, not as strong as she had Felix but still distinct. She wondered if he had sensed her but couldn’t be sure. Felix had told her there were all blessed with different gifts, maybe he didn’t or couldn’t sense others like himself.

She was curious to find out.

She watched him as he walked, blue eyes transfixed with curious interest. Her partner however seemed oblivious to her fact that she was not looking in his direction. “Come back here,” he said pulling her towards him so that she could feel the bulge in the front of his pants against her thigh and his hands could find her behind once more. Usually she would say it was time to go and feed her hunger, but she wanted to find out what she could about this vampire.

She pushed him away, “I need a drink,” she said and pretended to have a little trouble walking to the bar. Her partner didn’t mind of course, the more she drank the more chances he had of scoring.

She approached the bar from the opposite side to where he was sitting; her blue eyes peering through the collection of glasses and bottles that were the centrepiece, at him. “Vodka straight,” she ordered when the bartender came her way and she slid herself on top of the bar stool, her sleek red pants moving like butter over a hot knife. She watched him for a moment, waiting to see if he would sense her.

Sense her? His eyes were watching her every movement since he had respotted her on the dance floor. The man that had been grabing her was lucky he still had to arms and two balls... No one touched his women... And she was his tonight, she just didn't know it yet.

As he watched her make her way to the bar and sit, her now blue eyes looking over at him it was as if he simply dissapered. But he reappered right beside her as if he had been there all along.

"Vodka?" He said with a slight growl of lust. He didn't know why, but his hunger and appitite always grew with the moon, and now it was close to full, he was very much an animal. "I know something that burns a lot better... A lot longer and tastes better than anything you could even imagine." He said with a sly grin.

His eyes didn't move even the slightest, but he was taking in everything about her. The curves of her body, the strands of her beautiful hair... He wanted to feel that skin... To see those lovely lips part with screams of his name...

With a slow, considering blink he looked back at the bar as if to calm himself for a moment. "You don't need that mortal... I can satisfy your every hunger, I can make you live every fantasy in a heart beat." He growled softly.

She was watching, the dark-haired, green-eyed specimen of male temptation. Yes, Ace might be undead but she wasn’t dead. Everything still worked in prefect order and she was very inclined to use it when she was ready. Sex had been fun before she was turned and continued to be even after, maybe even better. Nothing compared to the beat of a mortal’s heart in the middle of ecstasy right before she sank her fangs in and panic mingled with pleasure in the blood.

Had she been eavesdropping into his thoughts she would have laughed playfully. She liked man who took control, she liked to be in control herself and a challenge was always more fun that someone who easily gave in. She wasn’t apposed to inflicting pain, after all Jack –if he were still alive- could have attested at her interest in methods of inflicting pain without actually having to touch the person.

She was studying him when suddenly…he disappeared! What the hell?

Suddenly, as if out of a cloud of smoke there he sat beside her. She gasps at first, surprised…another trick of the vampire race that she knew nothing about. She calmed instantly, trying to hide the fact that she was a novice to this world, a virgin if you would.

“Yes vodka,” she replied curtly, with a slight smile. She laughed slightly and leaned in towards him seductively, “I do too,” she whispered coyly. She was of course referring to mortal blood, she hadn’t supped of another immortal since she was turned and she could hardly remember that. He was a bold one wasn’t he…she liked that.

Her eyes didn’t leave him though they did roam all over his frame before returning to his eyes. She laughed softly at his words, sounding very much like the mortal man in his promises. However, the mortal would fail, as they usually did…would he be any better? She watched him with animal eyes, “Do you think so?” she teased. “I’m somewhat…insatiable,” she said allowing the word to slowly spill from her tongue.

Insatiable? Really? Well if that were the case, this woman really was the one he was looking for. Someone who matched his own appatite. But would she be able to keep pace? Would her body be able to handle the punishment?

"No woman, undead or alive, has failed to scream my name... No woman has ever left my bed unsatisfied." And AJ rather prided himself on that. His endourance and recovery had been amazing even as a human, but now as a vampire? There were times only the rising sun would stop him, leaving him hungry when he woke up.

"But if you want to stay with these mortals who will never pleasure you the way I can, that's fine by me." AJ grinned. "I'm sure there are a lot of other women who would be dying to jump me darling...." His nose took in her scent and he stored it for later if he needed or wanted to find her again. "You should feel lucky that I want you tonight... That I want to quench your hunger... Watch you as you pant and moan benieth me, shere pleasure coursing through your body..."

He leaned forward slightly, his hand caressing from her cheek, down to her body and over her breasts. Oh how he longed to touch them fully. "I will have you tonight... No mistake... And it's because you will want me... You will come to me." A grin crossed his face as he slipped off, back into the dance crowd, leaving her by herself

Yes insatiable, and that was no understatement. She liked everything in large portions, sex, blood, drinks, the only things she liked in small doses was clothing and sunlight.

She giggled sweetly as this statement. Men, they were always claiming to be capable of more than they could actually deliver. What was it with the male ego and the proficiency of their penises? The larger the ego the smaller the…or was it the large the member the smaller the brain?

Now that was a terrible…and disappointing thought, the former that is.

She hadn’t responded to his statement, she just watched him intently, her pretty blue eyes clear and her head titled slightly to one side in consideration. He did have a lot to say didn’t he? She should feel lucky eh? Maybe he should consider it from the other point of view that she may not take him up on his offer and have to prove his claims just empty promises. Then again, he could surprise her and be the first man to actually be able to accomplish what he claimed. Now that was a very pleasant thought and one that intrigued her immensely.

“You talk a big game there,” she said coyly, “but can you back it up,” her eyes glancing to the front of his pants boldly and then returning to his face. There really was no point in making claims if he would only have to be swept under the carpet as another failure in her bed.

She already knew him, at least how to recognize him suing her senses. She’d been practicing and doing quite well on her own.

She listened and didn’t move as his hand wandered from her cheek and down her body to her breasts. She was very proud of the lovely supple mounds that his hand rested upon, so why should she not allow him the pleasure of a tiny feel? It would be terrible to let them go to waste. She didn’t say anything, the smirk remaining on her face as he slid of the stool and back into the crowd, a claim that she would come to him still lingering in the air.

She swallowed her drink in one go and was off the stool and back into the crowd seconds later and before her mortal partner. She might come, she might not, but didn’t the game make it more fun when you finally won the prize? She one again draped herself around his neck, her hands wandering down his back and settling in his pockets. She found him again; the vampire and she kept her eyes locked on him even as she played at seducing the mortal.

AJ had watched her the entire while, his mind and eyes unable to wander from her. If his thoughts about her were correct... She would be one hell of a vampire for the coven. He watched her as she once again hung her arms around the neck of a mortal. He didn't particularly mind them, in fact as more than food he was rather indifferent to them. But this one... This one made his blood boil. Made his lips draw back in a snarl.

He understood the need to feed... But... She was probably doing this just to piss him off. Women did that. They did a whole bunch of things simply to piss off the men who wanted them.

But AJ would not be detured. He would hear the woman scream his name before dawn came. There would be no question about hisclaims in bed. As a mortal he had learned to keep up with a vampires appitite, and when his fiance had turned him he had driven her into a frenzy of pleasure. Since then AJ'd been with... More women than he could count, and he saw it as his duty to not stop until they were laying limp with exaushtion.

That was his goal. To please his woman. It sounded self-less, but think about it. If he made then scream, they wanted to come back. The more they came back, the more he got. It was really quite genious. Take care of your women, they will take care of you.

But tonight, the idea of feeding was out, taking a human lover for the night was out as well. The animal inside him wanted out, and only a vampire would be able to handle him tonight. AJ watched her, nearly circling her, not even bothering to pretend to dance. What was the point? She knew what he wanted, and he knew what he wanted.

He watched her as she moved, his hunger growing with every twist of her body, his rage grew with every movement the man maid against her skin. How much longer could he hold back the beast that raged and keep himself from killing this man and simply taking the woman?

He nipped at her neck, the mortal who was hoping that this was going to be his lucky night. She giggled against his attentions, but her eyes never left the vampire. He was more interesting, more intriguing that the mortal but this was more fun, to watch him watching her in her hunting pattern. He would understand, the mortal had his purpose…to feed her. She was positive she could receive no real pleasure from him other than that which she received as he gave over his life to…in what was sure to be an unwilling manner.

She watched the vampire closely, her facial expression never changing as her eyes held him firmly in her sights even as he circled them like a lion on the prowl. The metaphor was probably perfect for depicting this scene. She turned her partner with her, seducing him in the process though her intentions were directed elsewhere. Part of her wanted to speak into his mind, but she had been warned…not all vampires would appreciate such an intrusion, and she wasn’t about to turn this little game into a rivalry, not when she was having so much fun.

She nipped at the mortal’s neck, her fangs growing slightly at the temptation to just sink them in right there and then. She wouldn’t of course, she was young but not stupid, it would mean more trouble than she was prepared to handle to be that brazen.

Were her actions bothering him, this vampire male who seemed to have taken an interest in her? Was she pissing him off or tuning him on? Did it matter either way? Whether in anger or in passion, a little emotion could only make things better.

Ace’s claims were not unfounded, she’d had her share of men, all mortal of course, and they had all disappointed her in one way or another. Some were so pathetic that she didn’t even bother to bed them before she took a bite. Why waste her body on them who couldn’t appreciate it or use it to its full potential? It was a game of pleasures, you give and you get. You give it good enough and they come back for more. She’d been there, she’d had men coming back to her, though she hardly sought them unless she had a particularly nasty itch and wanted it scratched, but even then sometimes it would have been more pleasurable to do it herself.

She knew what he was looking for, what he wanted from her, but she wasn’t about to make it easy for him. She might have known how to use her body to get maximum pleasure, but she wasn’t that easy.

The mortal’s hands moved over her behind and up her back caressing her skin and kissing her shoulder. She gave a sly grin at the vampire. “I’ll be right back,” she told her partner before walking away directly towards the vampire and then past him, brushing his arm…accidentally of course, though her words were deliberate. “Who said I would be on the bottom,” she teased as she headed back to the bar and waited, casually leaning against the hard surface. Ace was a woman who knew what she was doing, top or bottom it didn't matter, the result was the same.

Another snarl crossed his face as she watched the man's hands trail where they aught not be... He was hungry for blood and this man's would do just fine. AJ didn't even care if this was her intended meal, he wouldn't feel the pleasure of the woman's fangs, no. This man would suffer at his.

But his passion was diverted from anger to lust as she walked by, brushing his arm. It was as if his attention was a beem of light, shifted from the man to the Vampiress with a simple touch.

He moved quickly, folowing her to the bar like a shadow. The moment she sat, his arms were around her, his lips on her neck kissing hungrely. "You don't know... What I can do to you. Fucking mortals... All you'll taste is blood, never pleasure." His teeth scraped along the curve of her neck, wanting to taste her blood, to taste her flesh... Her body... His hands wandered along her sides, as he switched his lips to the other side of his neck.

"Do you know what I can do to you? How I can make your body burn, make you writh in pleasure..." His words were a whisper against her neck, bairly audible even to vampire ears over the noise of the club. "Top or bottom makes no differance to me... I just want to hear you scream for me..." His lips curled into a smile against her skin. Did he love her? No, of course not. It was lust, and she better well know it. He'd been burned once by a vampire... It would be a while before he trusted them again any deeper.

She waited, but not for long. Her actions had done as she had intended to, to draw him in to her. If she had known what was inside his mind about her intended prey however, she might have been inclined to prolong this little dance just to torture him, or take her mortal outside and feast on him right there. She had shared before, once and it was a rather interesting scenario. However, despite her thirst she had other things in mind as well, things that involved hands and thigh and other body parts that were current hidden from the world.

“Vodka,” she ordered again. She had a thing for the transparent alcohol that proved the undoing of so many. Vodka was one of those drinks that if mixed well blended seamlessly, and before you know it you were drunk and dancing on top the bar. She’d done that once.

Ace hadn’t been an angel in life, and she certainly wasn’t going to be one now.

Hungry kisses on her neck and strong arms around her waist, coupled with strong provoking words soon found its way to her. She didn’t move, her face held a smirk as she listened and the bartender watched. “Is that your aim then…to give me pleasure?” she teased, knowing that it was more about gratification for both in the end. She felt his teeth against her neck and she sucked in her breath slowly, the action a tease of her senses. His lips changed sides while his hands wandered along her sides. She made no attempt to stop him.

“Tell me,” she said coyly as he asked if she knew what he could do to her. Body burn…writhe in pleasure…those sounded good. She pulled her chin towards her body, a sly grin on her face as the fire lit in her eyes. Tempting words, very tempting. She turned her head slightly towards him, her eyes meeting his. “Be careful what you wish for…you might get it,” she said, a she inferred that she might take him up on his offer.

Just then however the fun stopped as her mortal friend found her at the bar and was none to please to see another man moving in on what he had worked so hard to gain. His hand clamped down on the vampire male’s shoulder in an attempt to pull him away. “Hey get off my girl,” he said harshly, his temper flared. Ace turned to look at him slowly, her eyes dark. She grinned and then implanted a thought into his mind. Go away…go outside and wait for her. She told him in his own voice. He looked puzzled for a second and then looked at Ace as she reinforced the thought and he walked away slowly.

She slid off the bar, finishing her drink and paying the bartender. “I’ll be right back,” she said with grin as she followed after the mortal. Feeding time.

Interupted, AJ turned around with a fierce snarl, his fangs bared angrely at the man.

What the fuck did he want? Get off his girl? Big mistake. He would die tonight, and he would not enjoy it at all. AJ would have simply knocked him out then and there if the woman hadn't done anything, but angry, glaring eyes followed the man out. He grabed the woman's arm as gentle as he could, still trying to bite back his rage.

"Leave him alive and still consious for me..." He growled. The rage in his blood needed to be stated, and he never took it out on an innocent person. No, that gave no satisfaction. But tearing this man appart... Oh what joy it would give him... "I want to rip his every limb from his body..." His growl was softer now, but stil fierce, there would be no doubt that he would do just what he said.

Perhaps it was because of his sireage, the coven he was with, that this rage burned him so deeply.

"You can watch if you want." He offered. Some vampires got off on that kind of thing. It excited him, but the blood and fear only made him even more eager.

The vampire’s reaction only made her want to laugh, but just slightly. He was very annoyed with her mortal wasn’t he? She found that immensely entertaining. She ran her hand over her stomach gently, a distracted reaction as the thirst built inside her needing to be stated.

He grabbed her arm gently and she looked at it and then at him, a casual look on her face. She was no one’s girl, she never really had been. She’d had a boyfriend once, but that was long ago. Ace was more into ‘relationships of convenience’ as she liked to put it. The kind where I found you when I wanted you or you found me. She wasn’t into the love and mush, what was the point? Anyone she might have been interested in were mortal…she knew very little vampires, and besides she didn’t see vampires as being the lovely dovey sort. She might have been wrong, but that was her opinion.

She could feel his anger and it made her smile. “Why would do that?” she teased. She never left them alive. She nodded but didn’t respond as she walked out behind the mortal male.

She could watch? What an offer.

She found her mortal outside, standing pacing waiting for her, his face annoyed and his hands stuffed into his pockets. “Walk with me,” she said almost commanding as she guiding him into the dark alleys that surrounded the area…led him to his certain death. The light from the last street post cast her paled skin in an almost angelic haze before she disappeared into the black. She drew him to her hungrily and kissed his lips with earnest, lulling him into a false sense of security.

“Who was that guy” he asked. “Just a vampire,” she said casually with a fanged grin. “Like me.” Her words and fangs sent the poor boy’s heart into overdrive. She didn’t hesitate, didn’t even a second, she sank her pearly white razor fangs into his soft neck, a jet of blood ejecting into her mouth. He flapped like a fish out of water. It made her laugh.

"Because I asked you too as nicely as I can at the moment." He said with a low rumble from his throat.

AJ followed them, or rather, her first, then them. She took the man into the alley, and he watched them dissapere. He would give her a few moments of privacy. But as he watched... She was a goddess of sorts... She was a fine specimen of vampire and even though she was young, someone had taught her well indeed.

As he smelt the blood he walked to the alley, he would pull her off if need be to have what he wanted. This man was his to kill. Was his to tear to shreads.

But watching the woman... She would have made a fantastic Terhepa... Fantastic indeed.

He would have to show her around the Coven... Introduce her to some men who could show her a good time. He could tolerate other vampires with his women... But other mortals? Hell no.

After a while when he noticed that the man was growing pale he stepped forward. "Enough... Let me have my fun as well... Let me rip his body appart as he screams in pain."

Because he asked? She was to stop herself from fully satisfying her thirst because he asked? Her eyes glowed crimson in the night, as she drank hungrily from the poor man, whose feeble attempts at freedom were wasted.

A low pleasure-filled growl left her lips as she raised them slightly from his neck, just long enough to look at the artistry of the wounds she’d inflicted, before once again they were submerged deep into his artery sending another rush of hot blood into her.

No one had taught her, for Ace had no sire, at least none that she knew. He had made her, whomever he was, when he came upon a chance meeting of like minded people both interesting in satisfying their lusts in a public park after dark. The man had escaped while she had been turned, but his survival was short-lived as she ended his life the next day with her first experience of the thirst. She’d been sick afterwards, sick with the taste of dead blood, but that was all, she had been lucky it hadn’t killed her, but after that she learned when to stop.

She felt him and then heard his words, the vampire and she lifted her head to look at him, rich crimson eyes watching his every move. The blood ran down her lips and she licked it away hungrily. “You better hurry then. You’re letting good blood go to waste,” she teased and released her hold on the mortal causing him to drop to the ground with a thud.

She stepped away from him then, conceding his body to the other immortal to play with. She leaned against the opposite wall of the alley to watch, curious as to what he had in mind for her meal.

A hungry grin licked across his face. But it had nothign to do with the mortal... No. It had everything to do with the woman. The delicious scent of her wafting towards him.

He looked at her with a deep burning hunger... Remembering the taste of her skin, the softness of her hair. She would be his tonight.

His smile grew vicious as he looked down to the man laying, twitching. With a grin his nails grew slightly into sharp tallons as he crouched beside the man. He would feel the most terrible pain for men before he died. "This is for looking at my woman..." He growled as his nails ripped through the man's pants, a scream of pain of the worst sort sounded, but a quick and sharp back hand broke the man's jaw, silencing him.

But the more subtle noises of pain filled the alley. The stench of fear.

A bloody clump came away in his hands and he tossed it down the alley. The Amman could clean up from his fun, what did he care.

The man raised a hand weakly, it was broken in the blink of an eye.

But then AJ began to feed, roughly, tearing at the man's neck voraciously, letting the blood spill on the street. He didn't fill himself of course, but it would suffice for now. Once the man was dead, his heart stopped, it was with a sickining crunch that his head was turned completely around, his back on the pavement with his face.

"Have fun cleaning you fuckers..." He muttered under his breath. "I sure as hell had fun making the mess." He came away with a grin, licking the blood from his lips.

With the man now dead... That only left one more thing to acomplish tonight. And his eyes were now focused on it. "Now... What should I do to you my beautiful little fledgling... You are young... Aren't you." It was more of a statement rather than a question, but she could answer if she so felt.

Ace laid back and watched him, a smirk on her face as she took in the look in his eyes, they burned with hunger and she couldn’t help but wonder what it was he was hungry for.

She crossed her arms lightly over her chest, the little band that covered her breasts almost disappearing behind them. He was twitching, her mortal, the mortal who now had her skin a nice warm tone. She laughed as she heard his words, ‘his woman’ now when did that happen? No one had ever laid claims to Ace before, especially someone she didn’t know and she found it amusing to hear it.

She watched transfixed as the vampire set to work on her mortal, tearing through his leg, the stench of fear rising to heavens around them and then silent moans of pain after his jaw was broken. He liked to inflict pain, that was clear. Her mortal, whomever he was she really didn’t get his name, had done nothing more than to try to claim her for the nights when the vampire had already set his sights on her. For his error he was paying a painful and fatal price.

There was some elegance to his ferocity, the way he tore away at the man as if punishment for some unknown crime. She said nothing, she just watched. The act of feeding was so personal and it was interesting to observe another in the act. His assault of the man’s neck was much like hers could be when full taken over by thirst to the point of near abandon.

When he was done, she was still casually propped against the wall watching. She had a feeling he was talking to the Amman as he told unseen being to have fun cleaning up. The Amman, the vampire police were they not? They would not be happy about this that was for sure. Did he not fear them? She liked it that he wasn’t afraid. Ace had a thing with authority…they didn’t like each other.

“I can see you did,” she said coolly, her voice like ice just like her blue eyes. She walked over to him, licking her finger gently and stroking his cheek to remove a remnant of blood before popping it back into her mouth and sucking it clean. She smiled. “What do you have in mind?” she questioned teasingly as he asked what he should do with her. “You had such plans inside, did you forget them already?” She said half teasing and half challenging.

“Yes. I’m young,” she admitted, why had she reason to hide. She’d only been a vampire for two months tops, she was new and all of this was new and exciting to her. “A fledging?” she asked softly, what a name.

“By the way…I’m Ace,” she said with a grin. They hadn’t gotten around to names as yet and she thought it couldn’t hurt to know.

"Yes... I remember keenly... I just thought you might like to believe you have some thought in the matter of our activities tonight." AJ said with a glint of trouble in his eyes. AJ's hand went up to her face, stroking her cheek softly like he had before, trailing his hands over her breasts. So soft and beautiful this fledgling was. But also as vicious as he could be.

"Yes, a fledgling... That is what exceptionaly young ones are called." He said with a smile. He himself was still called a fledgling by some, even though he didn't have the clumsyness or the stupidity of one. He just liked having a good time and would go to just about any length to get it.

He grinned as she gave him her name. Ace... A rather odd name, but it would do.

"Allen, or you can call me AJ." He leaned closer to her, his lips whispering at her ear before sucking slightly at the lobes. "You'll need to remember that... Because I want to hear it from your screaming lips by sunrise." He could force her to go with him, he could take her by strength and tear her appart, but no. He would never do that to a woman. Rape them, and they'll hardly come knocking next time they needed a satisfaction met.

"Have you ever been with a vampire before? Have you felt the strength that we have, the endurance that we hold?" He looked her in the eyes now. "The nearly endless sex... How two can be taken into sleep by the sun and the next night they pick up where they left off? No human can satisfy that hunger... I've tried. For a man... It is impossible to keep up with that appatite, endurance... Recovery..." He gave a little snort. "These things are nothing to me and many other vampires."

All the while he was talking, his hands were running along her body, exploring and feeling the contours... So beautiful.

She laughed at his cocky response, and cocky it was.

His hand went to her face and the smile faded to a devilish grin as her eyes burned into his as his hand travelled from her cheek and down over her breasts. He seemed to like them.

“Then I guess that is what I must be called,” she replied as he clarified what it was to be a fledgling. “I’ve only been this way for…two months I think,” she said coolly. She had no problem confessing her age or the circumstances of her turning, if her were interested but she didn’t think he would be. The only thing she could not tell him was who, she had no idea who he was the one who had made her, but she wanted to find out.

He grinned at her name. She knew he would find it strange but that was the name he was going to get. She was not about to say Adalyn Bertrand, that was a name she had stopped using long before she became immortal. Very few knew her real name and none used it.

“AJ,” she said his initials playfully as he introduced himself and nibbled on her ear, bringing a smile to her lips. She laughed a deep throaty laugh as he said she needed to remember it for it was going to be screamed by her before the sun rose. “That can go both ways,” she replied, her intentions clear. She was taking him up on his offer; she was going to test this supposed stallion amongst men and vampires. She may have been small but she could take him she knew, no man had yet to match her.

She looked at him, her clear blue eyes intense. “No. I haven’t,” she admitted. Her mind wrapped around his words and she knew they held merit and truth. Had she not lifted a man some seventy pounds heavier than her with ease? Therefore it was not hard to fathom that sexual stamina may increase as well. She could not say that it had in her case, she hadn’t really had a chance to test it, and besides she was always a wildcat in between the sheets.

Her eyes glinted with interest as he continued his explanation. “Are you sure?” she teased. “I’d hate to prove you wrong…though I might enjoy it,” she continued as his hands wandered her body and she allowed them. Top to bottom she was firm yet supple, soft and hard at all the same time. She stepped towards him, her mouth inches from his, “I guess…we’ll see won’t we?” she said before flicking her tongue lightly at his lips and then pulling away with a grin.

She didn't think that she could get away with that did she? Ace didn't think that she could tease him and that he wouldn't retaliate did she?

With a growl he pushed her back, hard against the wall as he pinned her with his body. His lips took hers hungrely, as if refusing to let go. They didn't need to breath, so what was the point? AJ honestly wanted to take her here and now. He didn't care where he had her, only how and when.

The how was easy. Hard. Fast, hard and as thuroghly as possible. If she'd only fucked around with mortals, then she was in for a treat no doubt.

Her words before had told him that for tonight, she belonged to him. Yes... Her body belonged to him this glorious night.

But as she said that the screaming would go both ways... He secretly hoped so, but on the outside he grinned. "If you want control from me... You're gonna have to earn it." He told her as he finaly broke the kiss. And he would indeed fight her for it. Granted he was stronger, but if she proved that she wanted it enough, he'd give it to her.

IF she proved it.

But he had a few fun little things in mind to break her... To let loose the animal that was in them all.

She knew her actions would not go without consequence, and that was why she had done it. A man who would claim her as his without knowing her name would most certainly never allow her to tease him and get away with it.

With a growl and a push, he pinned her against the wall, a smile of satisfaction appearing on her lips before his mouth claimed them in hunger. She returned his kiss with equal ferocity. She was not lamb to his wolf; she was as much an animal as he was. Her fingers gripped his shirt keeping him close and her tongue explored his mouth intently. It was good that they didn’t need breath or else he might have taken it away with his sudden action.

He was more intense than some mortal men that was for sure, but that could mean nothing, what did matter was the deed and the proof it would give her. This was but a start, a appetizer to the main course and afterwards hopefully dessert. What could she say…insatiable was her middle name.

Would an immortal really be so different from a mortal? She was going to find out. He had made an offer and she had accepted now it was growing near the time that they needed to transact business. He had a night, a few short hours in which to prove himself and she hoped…she really hoped…he would rise to the occasion.

She grinned up at him, her blue eyes on fire, “Oh I’ll earn it,” she assured him with a sultry tone. She wasn’t afraid to take control when she needed to; sometimes it was the only way to get the job done properly.

“So quit talking…and show me,” she said challengingly, the grin still on her face.

If she had any question about whether he could rise to the occasion... Well as she had to do was feel the tightness in his pants.

And it only spured him on as she kissed him with the same sort of hunger. The same sort of ferocity. It was refreshing, to know that there were still some spirited women around who liked to do more than just lay there in whatever position. He would probably let her have control at least for a while, simply because he was curious.

AJ grinned down at her demand, and began to run his fingers through her hair. "You should learm patience little vampire..." He said with almost an affectionate purr. "Sometimes the waiting can make the sex even better... Haven't you ever felt that before?" He asked with a smile before turning her around hin his arms, her back to his chest.

"My bike's out front... We'll go to my place tonight." He said. He really couldn't call it a house, he'd left his mother with the town house, prefering to live in a darker, almost basement of an appartment building.

((Forgive me, but I thought it would be best just to move things along :) ))

Once they got to his Harley they were at his place in no time. It was a few blocks away from his coven-house, an appartment building in a not so nice part of town, but that didn't bother AJ in the slightest. He could take care of himself of course, and he wasn't usualy at hime but for the daylight hours usualy.

"Home sweet home." He muttered as he killed the engine of the bike. "Time to show you real sex sweetheart." He grinned as he got off the bike. "You ready?"

Ace wasn’t the type to beat around the bush. She wanted something she asked, if not she took it. It was as simple as that. AJ had made his claims and now it was time to back them up. She was curious, intensly so, especially after her leg gently brushed the front of his pants causing her to smirk.

She liked a man who went after what he desired, she couldn’t stand the passive types that seemed to be around every corner. It was sad, but the days of women being persued seemed to be over and not it was the females who were taking control…in everyting. Ace didn’t mind the control, in fact she loved it, but it was always good to find a real man around, one who would tell her what to do.

“I’ve always had a troulbe with that one,” she admitted looking at him with heated eyes. Little vampire…she smirked. She might be little but don’t underestimate her. “Now that…I know is true,” she said coyly. A little tension, a little anger, a little longing all made sex more interesting and pleasurable. It built up the heat till it was about to explode. She was beginning to like his style even more. He turned her around in his arms, her back against his chest and she looked over her shoulder at him as he spoke. “Lead on…” she said as they disappeared into the night.

Ace liked bikes, she liked the speed and the feel of wind whipping against her face. In life she had owned one, but just briefly. It was nice to back on one again. Her fingers laced around AJ’s waist, stroking his stomach and chest playfully.

They pulled up and Ace swung her leg over and off the bike in a split second. The place wasn’t the nicest, but neither was hers for that matter. She worked as a bartender at the White Mice, there wasn’t a huge pay cheque attached to that job that was for sure. Besides she never was the flashy expensive type.

She looked at AJ grinning at his statement. “Are you?” she asked with a coy playfulness as her lips sought his in another steamy kiss. It only lasted a short time, but was enough to build a fire with in her before she stepped back and waited for him to let her in.

"Of course..." He said with a grin as he lead her down the steps and to the basement room he had, pushing the door open he stood aside to let her in and once they were both in, the door shut with a descisive click. Not that it seemed like either one would be turning back now. That would just be foolish.

AJ quickly unbuttoned his shirt, shrugging it off and tossing it aside. Not because he was ready to get right to the heart of the matter, but because he hated wearing shirts. Hell, years of construction work as a mortal had given him the body he was so proud of. Why hide it. And the blood of his coven had made it so that they were even more defined.

The appartment was nothing special. Just a dingy little one room kind of place with a rather unused kitchen area in the back corner, a door leading to the bathroom on the oposite side. However, a few little oddities were around the room. There were a set of three rings, places just under an armslength up the wall from his standing height... The headboard had a series of ornate holes in it, as if for decoration.

"Now... The only question... Is what do I do with you first..." He said as he came closer to her, longing to touch every inch of her skin. He promised himself he would do that tonight. That he would have everything he could form this woman.

"Should I make the animal in you come out... Force it out of you... I want to see it... See what you can really do." He was grinning ear to ear, like a child wanting to play with his favorite toy. A fledgling vampire... She didn't yet know all that she was capeable of. She didnt' know what she could do and how this life actually worked. She was about to start discovering who and what she was.

She smiled as she followed him down the stairs; he was a basement-dweller it seemed. Ace had no problem with basements; some very interesting things went on in such places. She had several friends who lived in basements, and one or two who preferred the attic. If she had a choice however, it would be for the basement.

She passed in before him; turning to face him to go instead of the usual way most would have done it by turning their backs. She heard the door shut behind her and the telltale click of the lock. There was no turning back now; she was there to stay. Ace wasn’t the type who made a promise and then back down. She may have been many things; shameless flirt and brazen seducer, but a tease she was not.

She looked around the room, taking in its details and the location of everything within it. She caught AJ as he shed his shirt, seeing the garment fall out of the corner of her eye she turned to watch. He had taken care of himself in life, that much was apparent and she liked it. She liked a man who took pride in his appearance, and muscles were a certain weakness of hers, she liked how they felt beneath her fingers and against her skin.

She looked at the rings on the wall and the holes in his headboard. What had she walked into? She smirked at the possibilities. “Nice place,” she said casually as her fingered played with one the rings on the wall. “I have to get the name of your decorator,” she teased as she walked back towards him.

He drew nearer as his question lingered in the air. Her blue eyes met his and her face held a devilish grin. “Be careful what you wish for…you might get it,” she teased as he claimed he wanted to see the animal in her. Ace was a young vampire, and truly she didn’t know what she could do, at least not fully. What actions would come from her once the creature inside her was roused under the proper hand? She leaned her face up to his, gently brushing her nose against his, teasing him with the proximity between them. Her hand ran up his rippled stomach to his chest and back again.

“Very nice,” she purred against his skin.

AJ watched with a smirk as she reached up to touch a ring on the wall, just at the height of her wrists... Fantastic. She probably knew just what it was for. His little pleasure dungeon was still under construction as it were... But he had a nice little set up really. He was one for restraints... The power that came from them, and ocasionaly being helpless at the hands of an experianced woman.

"What I wish for? It's not a wish... I will see that animal darling... I will hear it roar for me, beg to be set free... And I will welcome it grately." He said with a sly smile. She really was a tease, wasn't she? Well, he was one man that you didn't tease. That was a big no-no.

He moved away with a grin for a moment, walked to a nightstand before pulling out a length of rope, tucking it into the back of his pants for future use.

As she was back in her arms, he growled in pleasure as she ran her hands up his chest. Nice? "Yeah. I get that a lot. That's why I never had a problem with good, honest manual labor." He grinned. Besides, with his past, they had been the only ones who would hire him. "And now... I always put this body to good use."

His hands slid to her hips now, pulling her close to him. Her body was slender, deliciously warm... Kissing her hard and deep he began to push her back closer to the wall. He was going to do just as he said... Bring out the animal in her, and then release her to enjoy the true meaning of being a vampire. It wasn't really about the killing and the blood to him. It was the sex... The screams of pain and pleasure that drove him. That was all he needed.

He was into restraints was he? Ace couldn’t say that she had ever had much experience with them, sure she’d used handcuffs a few times, but full out restraints…nope she’d never tried that. There was something about handcuffs and the likes, the sense of powerlessness mingled with the sense of power when the roles were reversed. Being at the mercy of another, knowing that they could do practically anything with your body…anything pleasurable, only made it more of a thrill.

Her face remained still except for a little smirk as AJ told her that it wasn’t a wish, he was going to see the animal within her. He was so sure of himself, so cocky and sure of himself…she liked that. He better be able to back up his words, she thought to herself as she watched that sly grin on his face.

Was she teasing him? Sort of, but it was all in anticipation, to build that much needed sexual tension and desire, not that they really needed it, but it did make things more fun.

She watched him walk away and retrieve a length of rope from a nightstand and tucking in the back of his pants. Now what was that for? Ropes and rings on walls…he was a devil wasn’t he. The next thing she would see was whips and chains and some black leather face masks appearing from behind false walls. She laughed internally at the thought. She wasn’t scared, though any one else might have been. Ace was the girl who liked to stare danger in the face and see what happened. She would see what AJ had up his sleeve and down in trousers soon enough.

“I bet you do,” she replied coyly. She didn’t doubt that he got around, he was a man it seemed to be there thing and Ace had nothing to say about it. He had a good body…no marvellous was a better word, so why shouldn’t he use it for all it was worth? She knew she planned to use it for all she could get out of it. “So you like to work hard then? That’s good,” she continued still with that grin on her face, she would give him something to work on and for.

His hands found her hips and pulled her close, pressing her body against his, his bar skin against her ‘barely there’ band that served as a top. She gave a soft moan of pleasure as he took her lips with his and pushed her back towards the wall. Her feet walked backwards till she felt the cold against her back as her hands explored his bare flesh, and what nice flesh it was. What had he to show her? What tricks did this vampire know that others did not…that she did not? A slow but steady build of curiosity and desire was rising up inside her and she was enjoying the feeling.

Her mouth hungrily continued to search his, building up steam for the long trip till dawn.

Deep kisses of passion and fire... No better distraction for an aching woman. Which was how he was able to tie her hands quickly and without being noticed. His hands were quick, and he had done this so many times, no woman stood a chance.

It was with a deep rumbling laugh that he flicked up his hand to put the other end of the rope through the ring above her. All he had to do was pull that rope and her arms would be useless to her. Why not? A beautiful woman... Tied to his wall, unable to do anything. Oh it was spectacular.

Hoisting her arms up he looped the rope around a few times, tying it in a fairly loose knot. She might be able to break free, but unlikely. He was strong enough to do it simply in case some woman were to turn on him. As beautiful and wonderful creations as they were... He didn't trust a damn one of them.

But god he was addicted to them.

The way he looked at Ace standing there, helpless... It made his whole body throb... It made him ache to touch her... But he wanted the real Ace... The woman she should be. Stepping closer his hands reached out to her waist, feeling the curve of her hips. She was easily the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen... The most fantastic creature... So fresh and new... Ready for molding...

Pity he wasn't really sire material. If she wanted sex, he could provide that for her endlessly. But someone to love and care for her? Teach her and raise her in this world? That sure as hell wasn't something that he thought he could do. And odd enough... He usualy prefered brunettes over blonds... Blonds were cute... But brunettes he found sexy. But this woman seemed to defy the norm...

He simply looked at her, his hand trailing aorund her body... Not exactly sure where to begin now...

Distraction, it came in many forms and fashions but none as enticing as a kiss, hot and heavy. That had been his choice of distraction to enable him to tie her hands without protest. He didn’t need to distract her, he could have just done it and she wouldn’t have minded. His hands made quick work of binding her wrists and she watched him with keen eyes.

He laughed then, deep and throaty as he tossed the rope through on of the rings above her head and then hoisting. Ace’s arms raised above her head, leaving her bare midriff easily accessible as it stretched slight in her bound position. Her eyes gazed up, watching her hands in their bonds, a curious look on her face. He didn’t know her well enough to read her facial expressions or else he would have known she was finding this more and more interesting.

It was like handcuffs but more rough against her skin, but it wasn’t so tight as to bruise or cut her. The knot was loose; but not loose enough for her to easily break it though in a passion who knew what could occur, Ace certainly didn’t.

Did he fear something from her? If she had been reading his mind she might have thought so, but she wasn’t. She was more interested in his actions than his thoughts at this point.

Her dark red pants hung low on her hips, making her torso look much longer than usual, especially in this position. She looked at AJ, a glint of something dark and hungry in his eyes as he took her in. He stepped closer and she turned to face him more, her elbows near her face and her back against the wall. Her eyes met his and refused to move as his hands found her waist and traced the curve of her hips. She would have been flattered to know what he thought of her…the most beautiful woman he had ever seen…that was certainly a compliment. He wasn’t bad either, not in the least. She was usually attracted to the tall, dark and handsome type but AJ was more than that, there was something special that lay beneath the surface. Was it is vampire nature or something else, she didn’t know but she wanted to find out.

Ace wasn’t looking for a sire. She had survived so far without him, she could continue on her own. It was how she was raised anyway, being an orphan she got used to fending for herself at a young age. Though, if it was sex she was looking for…depending on how well AJ performed, she might seek him out. She didn’t hold much hope on love, it was a word but she had seen very few times of it actually functioning in reality. She didn’t need love, at least she didn’t think so, she was doing very well without it.

“Well…you have me at a disadvantage,” she purred as she brushed her leg against his seductively. “So now that you have me, what are you going to do with me?” she teased. “Or are you just going to watch me?” she asked, enjoying the feel of his wandering hands.

"I was just admiring for a moment... I can easily say you're the most beautiful thing to ever decorate my walls... And I like to take time to appreciate fine art." He said as he told his body to ignore the brush at his leg. It was hard, but he could do it.

His hands settled on her bare skin just above the hem of her pants as he leand his head in, kissing her neck softly. She had responded to it favorably before, but what would she do now? How would she take it this time?

Pity she wasn't wearing a skirt... That would have made things a lot more fun...

His teeth were scraping at her skin, as if he was about to bite, but of course he never did. Now was just starting the fire... Starting that desire that would build up and build up. It might have already been started, but there was nothing wrong with making sure everything was pre-heated.

AJ's hand worked around the hem of her pants, his flingers sliding just under the surface, feeling the covered skin. But he didn't take her pants off yet. No... He wanted her to be good and ready for that.

She smirked at his reply…just admiring. “I’ll take that as high praise…I’m sure many a beauty has decorated your walls at some point or another,” she said shamelessly. “So thanks.” She bit her lip slightly as she watched him, willing him to do something other than just admire. There was nothing wrong with admiring, it made her feel special and important and particularly desirable…and there was definitely nothing wrong with being desired.

He came closer, his hand settling on her skin just above her pants in a teasing manner as his head leaned in and his lips were at her neck. She smiled as her eyes closed slightly against his attention. A small wisp of a laugh tried to escape her lips but her teeth held it firm. Her neck was a very sensitive place, much like the line of her spine, able to send tiny little electric shocks of pleasure through her.

She almost damned the fact that she had gone for pants tonight instead one of tiny skirts. Skirts were as they called them, ‘easy access clothing,’ and they were particularly efficient at tempting the male species. She should have worn a skirt.

A slightly hiss of pleasure escaped between her teeth as she felt his teeth at her neck, scraping and teasing her skin. She could remember what it felt like, the bite that brought her to this point. It had been pain but there was pleasure behind it too, a pleasure she found intriguing. She hadn’t had that experience since her turning and she was curious to see if it would feel the same as it did then.

“You’re teasing me,” she purred into his ear as his hand made for the hem of her pants and slid beneath it. His fingers sent another wave of tingling thrills through her as it passed over her skin and her eyes closed with it. “It’s not nice to tease,” she continued…that was her job. Her leg brushed against his with more interest pursuing that prized package.

"Teasing? No... I'm just working my way up... Teasing means you have no intentions of going any further but pretending like you do. I never tease any woman... I to a through job." AJ pointed out as his hands tugged down the tube-top she was wearing. Leaking his head in he gave a quick suck at each nipple, eager and awaiting adventure.

But his lips then returned to her waist, just above her top now, and ran up, cupping the soft and delectable mounds. Squeezing them and kneeding them softly he kissed her once more. His kiss was not the same as his hands, agressive, demanding and not at all gentle, he pressed his lips to hers.

After a while he moved his hands around to her back, caressing the newly exposed skin, feeling the ridges of her spine.

The urge to just take her here, against the wall was almost overpowering, but his ferocious kiss calmed, once more turnign to her neck and shoulders. He was just getting a feel for her now. What she liked, what she didn't like.

The pants would be next of course. And then the fun would really begin. The gasps and moans... That was what he liked to hear.

Her eyes burned with a silent desire. “Neither do I,” she divulged. AJ didn’t pretend to do things he wouldn’t and neither did she. She was a woman of her word. If she said she was going to make you cry like a baby, she would…if she said she’d make you forget your name in ecstasy, she would. She would not stop till she fulfilled every promise she made. That was why she made promises…because she intended to keep them.

A thorough job…exactly how thorough, she wondered, though she did enjoy the sound of it. it gave her the image of hair flying wildly about her, back arching, panting pleasure. Was that what he was promising? She hoped so.

Her top was the first thing to go, AJ’s hands pulling it down in a smooth motion freeing the supple breast, which tingling with the freedom. His mouth sought her nipples rousing them into little peaks and doubling the feeling they were already giving her, as her lip felt the pressure from her teeth. A slow deep breath left her parted lips as his hands caressed and fondled her and his lips kissed her stomach. He knew what he was doing, that was clear…thank you!

Her mouth closed against his aggressively, wanting the taste of him. She moaned softly against his lips as his hands found her back and caused it to arch slightly under his touch. She was a sensitive woman as he was beginning to find out. She half wanted him to stop the play and just take her, but no, this was more fun and when the time came to release all the heat between them, they would both be happier that they took their time.

Her tongue touched her teeth as AJ’s mouth ventured to her neck and shoulder and her eyes closed. So many wonderful feelings were swimming through her head, coupled with erotic images. She lowered her body, as much as she could in her position, in an attempt to catch those delicious lips again. She was beginning to wish she had her hands, but not enough to ask for release.

The surprise in her reactions... AJ wondered if a man had ever, while she was vampire or human, took the time to ever do this to her. If a man had ever treated her just to hear her reactions.

The way her back arched inder his touch, the way she moaned. It was almost as if this sort of thing was new to her.

As his lips moved to the other shoulder, his hands worked at the fastenings of her pants. And once they were out of the way, AJ's hands slipped under the fabric, his hands moving back to slide down to the curves of her backside which seemed more ample now that he was freeing them of the pants.

"Just a hint..." He whispered in her ear. "Tight hip huggers tend to hide a nice ass... If I see you wearing them again... I'll simply rip them off. Understood?" He was grinning as he kissed at her neck then, but he meant every word as he pealed the pants off. The panties he left on however. Those he could always have fun with. And well... Now that she would be able to simply kick off her clothing at her feet, it was his time to have fun.

AJ let his hands run down fron her chest, over her stomach and around to her hips, then in to her thighs. He let one finger run on the outside of the fabric he left there, enough to let her know what was coming. His lips were slowly moving down her chest as he began to kneel in front of her, stopping at her breasts to pay time and attention to each one.

His finger was still stroking gently... Almost teasingly outside of everything she wanted. As his kisses moved lower, they became light fluttering kisses against the sensitive skin. He kissed above her panty line, along her hips, continuing to stroke until he heard from her lips that she wanted more.

Was Ace’s reaction a surprise to him? Had a man ever taken to time to actually seduce her? No. It was usually a get your clothes off and get to the point thing with Ace. She had said she had a problem with patience hadn’t she? Besides, most of guys seemed in a rush to get to the heart of the matter and Ace really never bothered to slow them down, one or two had been patient enough to explore and stoke the fire before getting to business, but they were few and far between.

His hands moved to the clasp of her pants as she enjoyed his lips on her shoulder, then his hands slid beneath the tight fabrics and glided to her behind which was still covered in a small black panty.

She smiled, “I’ll remember that,” she teased as he told her hip huggers hid a nice ass and he’d rip them off the next time she wore one. He was giving her reason to wear one then. His lips were back at her neck, kissing and sucking sending slight shivers through her as he peeled away her pants. When the garment reached her feet she kicked it aside…much better.

His hands ran down her chest, over the soft mounds and down the flat plain of her stomach and to her curvy hips and then her thighs. She watched as she could in anticipation as his fingers and hands teased her, building the fire inside her yet higher. He really knew what he was doing. AJ’s lips were at her chest again as he began to kneel before her, sending more thrills through her.

Stroking fingers, teasing acts all designed to build up an inferno. Light kisses, gentle fingers, Ace licked her lips as her eyes closed savouring the pleasurably tease of it all. His lips reached the line of her panty and she wanted them to do more…she just plain wanted more. She looked down at him, a look of pleasure on her face as if telling him…go on…you know you want to, as a soft moan left her, more intense than before and her leg brushed teasing against his bare skin.

The leg moved, brushing against his chin. With a grin he kissed at the inside of the thigh as he heard the moan, his signal to move to the next step.

He began to kiss over the fabric of her panties, using his hands to coax her legs apart slightly with soft caresses. Expertly his tongue slid between skin and panties, tasting her excitement and readyness. A growl of surprised pleasure came from his lips. He tried this once with almost every girl... Just to get a taste. But not every girl tasted good enough for him to want to do it again.

But Ace... Was it because she was a vampire? Most vampires seemed to taste better to him. But whatever the fact, she was delicious. His tongue darted and explored around the folds of her hidden lips greedily. his hands now were on her backside, caressing and squeezing almost posessivly.

Curling his tongue around her panties he tugged them down slightly, then pulled them the rest of the way with his hand. Now it was time to feast. Rising up to one knee, he grabbed her legs and lifted them to his shoulders, so she was sitting on them practicaly. This gave him much better access and an angle that drove women crazy for whatever reason.

He kissed her deeply, his tongue probing and searching inside of her delicious cave. He sucked at the folds around it, kissed her gently before sucking on the nub that would make a woman cry out with pleasure. He would nibble at it gently, flick and caress it with his tongue.

His hands were exploring her back side, his fingers playing around the tighter hole curiously. Was she one of the wome who liked that sort of sex? He'd been looking for one who enjoyed it as much as he did. Some were okay with it, but he was looking for one who loved it... Ah, it didn't matter now, he would ask her later.

All that mattered was hearing those moans and noises of pleasure as he fed from her, tasting her desire that for some reason made him hunger for more. HIs lips were gentle, yet demanding and agressive. He wanted her, and he wanted her now. He wanted to hear his name screamed from her lips.

Ace looked down at AJ with a sly grin on her face, willing him to take the next step and increase her pleasure. He kissed the inside of her thigh and then to the fabric of her panties. Her breath quickened, a very mortal trait though she no longer needed it, and only further increased as his hand coaxed her willing legs apart with caresses. But, when his tongue came into play…sheer ecstasy. Her eyes closed momentarily and when they reopened they were little slits of drunken pleasure waiting for more.

Had she known his mind she would have thanked him, for his thoughts were a compliment to her but also of his skill, for few had ever taken the time to building up her fire to such a state. The more his tongue explored the more drunk with pleasure she became. Her hand wriggled in their restraints wanting to touch him, let him know with her body how she enjoyed it, though she was sure he could tell. He caressed her behind, kneading the firm flesh possessively, building her fire still further.

Her panties were gone with the use of his tongue…an obvious master of this technique. He rose to one knee and she watched through slit-like eyes as he lifted her onto his shoulders, with her tender bud before him. When he kissed her the gasp of pleasure that left her was intense with the force of his probing tongue inside her. He was working her into frenzy, her hands wanted release…now. Rapid little breaths leapt from her mouth involuntarily. Such pleasure, such pure unadulterated pleasure…damn he was good! She might have to eat her words and he had barely just begun.

His hands still searched her backside, and she wondered if he was the type of guy who was into that. She had to admit she was, it didn’t really matter as long as it felt good. She’d been a very wicked girl in her time. However, that was not subject now for her mind was reeling as her body pulsed against his tongue. Her moaning increased as he probed deeper and allowed his tongue to flick against her sensitive bud.

She was panting when she finally spoke, “Untie me,” she said half commanding while still drunk in her pleasured state. “Untie me now.”

He nearly laughed at her request, but his lips did form a smirk against hers.

"I don't think so little fledgling... Not untill I have what I want from you..."

Those were his only words as he went back to his attack on her nerves, wanting to simply overstimulate her mind... Her body.

His finger even probed gently into the back door. Nothing agressive, just curious really, wanting to see her reaction. The best thin about vampires with that, they would always heal, and there was no mess. All great plusses.

But he wasn't so much focused on that as he was getting those moans and pants of pleasure from her. She'd be crying for him soon enough, maybe even screaming. His body was ready for her whenever, but he wanted her to be good and ready for him.

His tongue explored as deep as it could, his lips working on ever bit of her as his teeth grazed to stir her on. He wanted to hear her beg... Plead for release.

Even as she spoke, her back pressed against the hard, stone wall as her hips moved towards him, craving more. She panted softly, her hand wanting to be freed while her body wanted more of what he was giving to her.

What he wanted from her? Did he want her to scream his name? Not yet. She was breathing harder, and her body was throbbing with desire, but she wasn’t ready to scream yet.

She never really got to consider his desire however, as he returned to stimulating her. It was involuntary, her hips gently rocking against his probing tongue. Damn she was enjoying this. She couldn’t remember the last time she had enjoyed herself this much and she had yet to lay on a hand on him. There was no fear there; she would repay him in plenty whenever she got her opportunity. If you pleased her, she pleased you and the result was bliss for both.

A little giggly pant left her lips as AJ fingered probed and then melted into a moan as her back arched still more. So it would seem he was into that…hmmm. How much pleasure was he planning to give her?

Then there were teeth…and her body shook and she breast heaved with each sharp breath. Her hands were squirming now, wanting to be free, wanting to plant her nails into his shoulders in pleasure. She wanted more…she wanted so much more. As his tongue delved deeper her hips moved faster, if he didn’t stop soon…

She wasn’t ready for it yet she wanted to prolong it, but she wanted it at the same time, that sweet sensation of release. “Untie me…” she repeated her voice a breathy rasp.