The Deal by wizardtho
I felt like I was going from one dream straight into another all night. Some were normal things, like taking walks and eating my dinner, but others were so erotic that I never wanted them to end. All of them, however, featured Jackson. There was even one where I let him feed from me right as I was about to cum. That was the one where I jolted upright in bed gasping, just shy of release, again. I dropped back down onto the pillow with a groan, covering my hands with my face and trying to will my arousal away.
Then I felt a smooth cool hand snake just under where the shirt had ridden up on my waist, along with a kiss being placed on my navel. I whimpered as I looked down to see Jackson laying next to my hip, his hand tracing the waist to my lace boyshorts. “You were dreaming again, My Beauty. Your arousal called to me, waking me from my slumber with the need to taste it on my tongue. Would you like to tell me about it?” I groaned, weaving my fingers in his hair as he flicked his tongue out against my navel, “We were making love again. I was on top... leaned back against your arms... as you rocked up into me. It felt so amazing. I wanted you to feed from me as I came. You captured my nipple, tugged it with your teeth, and I cried out my acceptance. Just as you were going to bite, I woke.”
Jackson's ministrations had spread from hip to hip, then down the tops of my thighs as I spoke. He moaned, “Dear God, Makenna. You smell exquisite when aroused, and I hate to leave you unsatisfied. Will you let me please you?” I knew what we did last night wouldn't be enough. I ached to feel his touch. I slowly sat up, then pulled his shirt over my head. His breathing hitched loudly as I heard a slight click; I saw his canine teeth extending. It was quite sexy, but I wasn't sure I was ready for him to feed from me right this second. I stiffened slightly, but he slowly crawled up between my legs as he cooed, “Shh... they extend when I'm aroused. I am usually able to stop them, as I did last night. Seeing you like this, though... almost bare and laid out in front of me... I could not stop them. I promise not to bite you without verbal consent, Makenna... but are you sure?”
He was hovering over top of me, poising his weight on his arms. My hands unconsciously moved. One went to wrap around his lower back, while the other cupped his cheek as my thumb tentatively ran along his fang. I watched his eyes fluttered closed, then I whispered, “I'm positive. I need your touch, Jackson. Are... are they sensitive?” He kissed my thumb with a moan, then said, “Yes, very. Do you know how good you feel underneath me? How extremely sexy you are?” I blushed slightly, and he looked down to my breasts, saying, “So perfect. Your blush reaches the tips of your pretty pink nipples, Makenna.” He rocked against me gently, his tone filled with desire as he asked, “Do you feel what that does to me?”
I couldn't help but arch into him at the delicious feeling. There were less layers between us than there were last night, so everything felt heightened. He pulled me into an erotic kiss, which gave me an idea. I stroked the length of his canine with my tongue, causing him to groan into my mouth while rocking against me. I whimpered and circled my tongue around it in response, then he growled as he broke the kiss, “Christ, you'll have me cumming before I can even touch you at this rate.” He dipped his head down to lick my collarbone, then kissed around the outside swell of my breast. I could feel both his tongue and fangs as he licked a line on the sensitive underside. The sensation was addictive, making me arch into him as my fingers wove into his hair, “Ja-Jackson... oh, God... more, please.”
He hummed and licked straight up to my nipple, swirling his tongue around the pebbled flesh, which elicited a pleasure cry from me. “Mmm... it seems as though you have some sensitive spots as well. Do you like how my tongue feels on your tight nipple, my little Minx?” His words sounded like pure sex, so I groaned, “Stop teasing, please, Jackson. I need you... need to feel your touch.” He let out a pleased hum as he scraped my nipple between his normal teeth, then nipped and kissed his way down the center of my body. He licked from one hip to the other, looking up at me, so I whimpered out, “God, yes...”
That's all the incentive he seemed to need before he was teasingly removing my boyshorts, whispering, “God, I love this blue against your creamy skin... but it's got to go. Remind me to take the time to appreciate it another day.” I blushed slightly as I said, “I'm still...” He nodded and nuzzled my core, moaning, “I know. It's the most delectable aroma I've ever scented, especially when you are so utterly aroused.” I squirmed slightly under his gaze as he finished removing them, then he tenderly kissed each knee cap before whispering, “Do you trust me?” I nodded, then he cupped my core as he said, “Take a minute in the bathroom, then come back to me... please.”
I agreed, quickly making my way to his master bathroom. I knew what he was asking me for, so I took care of necessities, then slowly reopened the bathroom door. Jackson was to me before I could blink, his eyes swirling wildly. Within another two seconds, he had us in our previous position. He gently kissed both of my knee caps again before he slowly opened my thighs. I blushed slightly, but he leaned in to kiss my navel, “So sexy.” His nose slowly skimmed down to the top of my mound, a look of raw desire on his features. His cool breath along my slit sent anticipation jolting through my entire body. “Will you let me taste you...” His lips brushed over my folds, then he continued, “Here, Makenna? Christ, your scent is intoxicating. Please... tell me you'll let me worship at your delectable temple, My Goddess.”
I could barely breathe because of the stifling need I felt for him. All I could do was bite my lip to stop myself from begging like a wanton hussy. My eyes must have displayed my need, though, because Jackson whispered into my wet flesh, “Say it, Makenna. Tell me what I see so clearly in your eyes.” My hands fisted tightly into his short locks, then I cried out as he nipped my mound, “Fuck, please, Jackson! Taste me, touch me. Sweet hell, I'll surely die of this consuming need for you, if you don't do something soon.”
His eyes practically glowed up at me, before he suddenly took a long and swirling slow lick up my center. I cried out wordlessly as I arched into him, so he cooed, “I know, Beautiful. You must stay still, though, or I might accidentally nick you.” He placed his forearm low over my hips, settling it just above my mound, then repeated his swirling lick. His cool tongue instantly ignited a molten heat between my thighs. I was soon lost in his ministrations.
Jackson took his time savoring my core, sucking, nipping and licking me every which way imaginable. I cried out his name in bliss as an intense orgasm washed over me, which caused him to hum loudly into my core, “Mmm... mhmmm. So damn delectable. More, My Goddess.” As soon as the height of my orgasm passed and my breathing began to slow, I expected him to stop. Instead, he slowly eased one of his fingers inside my entrance and curled it upward. That shoved me right into another blinding wave of ecstasy. Jackson sounded very pleased as he continued to work me through it. I couldn't imagine things getting any better than what he was making me feel, but as soon as he slowly worked another finger into me and started moving them, I was proven how wrong my thinking was. I came for him again... almost violently.
When I registered my surroundings again, Jackson was slowly kissing his way up my body. He settled between my thighs on one arm, carefully wiping the damp hair away from my face. He smiled down at me, but all I could think of, was that I wanted him to feel just as much pleasure as he gave me. I pulled him to me for a kiss, which seemed to surprise him, then wove my tongue erotically with his as I let out a moan. I broke the kiss when I was almost breathless, then whispered against his, “Make love to me, Jackson.” He looked down at me with worry, then said sadly, “I think we should wait, my little beauty. I want you so much... God, how I want to lose myself inside your heat... but I will not be able to hold back my urge to feed when I make love to you. It is natural for us to feed from certain lovers while intimate.” I tilted my head in confusion. “You can feed from a vampire?”
Jackson chuckled as he kissed my nose, then said, “Yes. We only feed from select lovers during intimacy, because it is a bonding experience for both when the feed is mutual. More than one mutual feed makes the bond stronger, while more than three makes it permanent.” I nodded in understanding, feeling almost sad that I wasn't strong enough to bite him. He must have registered my change in emotions somehow, because he frowned while asking, “What has you looking like that, Little Beauty?” I even sounded sad as I whispered, “I'm not strong enough... to feed from you. You said you would want to, but my teeth would break before they could pierce your skin.” He smiled tenderly, then kissed my lips before whispering against them, “You wouldn't need to bite to be able to feed from me. I can make the bite for you, then place my wrist to your mouth as I bit yours... if that's what you wanted, of course.”
I couldn't help but want that. Jackson smiled softly at me as I whispered, “Make love to me, Jackson. I need to feel you so much.” He closed the distance between us in a heartbeat, capturing my lips in an extremely sensual kiss. Before long, I moaned and wove my fingers into his hair as one of my legs hitched itself on his hip. He deepened the kiss even further when I felt his hand gliding up the back of my thigh, then my breathing hitched as I felt him poise at my entrance. He broke the kiss, asking me while looking directly in my eyes, “Are you sure, Dear Heart?”
I gently pushed for him to roll over, then followed when he got my meaning, so that I was straddling his hips when I settled. Jackson groaned, grabbed my hips lightly, then I leaned over him. I kissed him deeply before saying, “Yes, Jackson. I'm sure. I want you to make me feel like you did in my dreams. I want to feel you inside me.” He groaned, flexed his fingers on my hips as he nodded in agreement, then let out a shuddered breath as I lifted enough to position him against my entrance again. I slowly slid down until his tip was fully inside me, then moaned at the stretching feeling. Jackson tenderly traced my curves, keeping me highly aroused while he whispered, “Slowly, My Sweet. Do not rush, or you will hurt more than necessary. Take as much time as you need.”
It took three more stops and a gasp of pain as my barrier broke, but Jackson was always tender and sensual in his touches, making me feel like I wasn't going too slow for him. When I finally settled fully, we both groaned, then I whimpered as Jackson arched into me slightly, “Oh, God... so full... so right.” Jackson looked up at me with his swirling eyes, letting me see the depth of emotion in them. I was sure that my eyes were reflecting the same ones his were... desire, need, passion, completeness, and a spark of love. He sat up after a moment, clutching me to him as he whispered against my lips, “Oh, Makenna. So long I've waited to feel you in my arms like this... it's more than I ever hoped it would be. Tell me I'm not mistaken at what is showing through your eyes. Please, I need to hear it.”
One of his hands cradled my ass as the other slipped up into my long hair to cradle the back of my head. We rocked together, gasping into each others' mouths, then I moaned as I swirled my hips, “I love you. I have for a while now. I know it's crazy, Jackson, but I can't deny it anymore. I know you said you wanted to be with me on more than once occasion, but... oh God, more... I tried to deny that you would truly feel that way.”
He flipped us quickly so that I was laying against the pillows, without disconnecting us, then slowly withdrew part way. He smoothly slid back in until his hips settled against me. His eyes never wavered from mine as I arched into him, eliciting his moaned, “I have wanted you since the moment I saw you. Christ, how I wanted you... just like this... knowing you love me, too. I will never not love you, Makenna.”
Our lovemaking was truly that, and by the time we reached the culmination, we had both cum several times. We ended up back how we started, with him cradling me in his arms on his lap. He growled as he gently pulled back on my hair and licked my nipple. He scraped it with his teeth teasingly, making me cry out and clutch tightly to his hair while I arched further into him, then I moaned, “Yess... please, Jackson.” He looked up at me with frantically swirling eyes, scraping his fangs lightly over my nipple, so I cried out, “Please... Christ, I'm so close. I want you to.” Jackson moaned as he brought his left wrist to his mouth. At my nod, he bit down and thrust up into me at the same time.
I cried out in pleasure, yet it turned into a deep needful moan as he pressed his wrist to my mouth. As soon as I latched onto the wound, Jackson bit down around my nipple, then we both sucked deeply in what seemed like a synchronised move. My orgasm crashed over me as I swallowed the thick, sweet liquid. I drew deeply several times through my cries of ecstasy. Jackson growled into my breast as he drank from me, and I could feel his cool release spilling into me even through my own release. It was such a profound moment between us, that it seemed to extend the bliss both of us were in.
When we both finally calmed, I licked his wrist tenderly, feeling him do the same to his bite over my nipple. He was looking up at me with so much swirling in his eyes. I kissed his wrist before I whispered, “I love you.” He smiled softly, captured my lips in a sensual kiss, then whispered against them, “I know. I love you, too. I can sense you now.” I yawned softly just as my stomach growled, so he chuckled, “Which would you like more, My Sweet... sleep or sustenance?” I looked over toward the window, noting the UV shades were still down, then asked, “How long until sundown?” He stroked my cheek, “Two hours, by my calculations. We slept most of the day.” I smiled and snuggled my face into his neck, saying contentedly, “Sleep... I want to be close to you. Will you wake me when it's time? I can eat then.”
Jackson arranged the pillows behind him, then brought me with him as he leaned back, so that I was laying on his chest. He hummed while stroking my back tenderly, “I think that is a wonderful idea. I love the feeling of finally being able to hold you like this, so any idea involving you in my arms is perfect. Rest now, My Love, and I will wake you at sundown.” I kissed over his heart, then laid my cheek on his chest as I settled further against him. I hummed at the feeling of his fingers dancing along my spine. Soon I was drifting off to sleep again, thinking about how a simple deal made by my father changed my life so much.
I was actually looking forward to my future now.
A/N: This was the final chapter of The Deal. Yes, there are things that could have been expanded on, but that leaves this story open for a sequel later on. Hope you all enjoyed it, and thanks for reading. When reviewing for this story, please let me know if you would like to see a sequel to this story.