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Karma's Muse	By : xXxDaydreamJunkiexXx Category: S through Z > True Blood Views: 5887 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT own, profit, or pretend to originate True Blood or its characters. All rights belong to Charlaine Harris and Alan Ball.

Chapter List
- 1-Karma's Muse
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
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She opened her eyes, her heavy thick lashes rising like a curtain, unveiling her heart and her naked soul; being very exposed and vulnerable, just for him.
Alana was super aware of his closeness, could feel an aura of electric energy surrounding them, speaking to them. She needed him and very simply, he arrived like a knight in shining armor, and better yet; had so much as told her he would be her "forever".
How could a girl not swoon at the thought of keeping someone like him for an eternity…especially since, well, she had no-one else left to love her.
Alana decided that she wanted to make him a part of her in every sense of the word. She wanted to not only hold him in her heart, but to have him cradled within her center as a woman; she wanted to gift him with her body and then-and then she would tell him to turn her. Having made up her mind, she batted those eyelashes at him while curling her lip in a seductive fashion, her tongue playfully darting out with her smile as if to say let's play.
Godric noticed her body stretch out and ever so slightly, scoot closer, to be practically underneath his side; those full breasts heaving deliciously against his chest with each inhalation and exhalation, her lungs were working quite well, he mused with a smirk.
"Alana…" He was reveling in her intense stare. "Those things you said earlier, in the bathroom, do you-well…" Godric was nervous in asking her, his chestnut hair was windblown, the top buttons of his cobalt dress shirt were undone; the tribal tattoos playing peek a boo when he shifted, and she thought to herself, he was sexy as hell and all hers.
"What is it Godric?" Alana had leaned in to him, placing feather light kisses to his neck, slowing inching up until she reached his earlobe. She took it into her mouth and started to gently suck; scraping the small bit of flesh against her teeth as she pulled away, ever so slowly. He caressed her shoulders and seemed to be cursing to himself in Swedish; she wondered where she could buy a much needed translation book.
"What about before…" She breathed.
"Do you like that sort of thing? Would you enjoy some blood play?" Godric barely managed to speak. He was expecting a lot of things, but what Alana did in response to his question, wasn't one of them.
She half sat up away from him and reached her arms up and around her neck to unfasten the material of the dress, unknotting the hold it had in place; peeling the fabric away from her skin, to expose her beautiful breasts to him. She gently kneaded them and tweaked her tiny nipples, which were like two perfect circles of rose quartz, shining in the silvery light of the moon. Alana simply loved the feel of the air caressing her skin, she tipped her head back and moaned; closing her eyes and whispering.
"I have never done any of that stuff before, I was bluffing…" She admitted but in that beguiling way of hers, continued while casting an idiosyncratic smile. "I would love to taste your blood again and have you drink from me…but what I crave and need more than anything else right now, is your touch Godric. Please…touch me"
Godric didn't think he could love her any more than he was starting to already, but the sheer honesty of her request and the fact she was pure, offering herself to him, nearly made him lose all control.
"Then tell me min lilla fresterska…" His hand reached out, to lazily stroke the skin from her abdomen up to her breasts. "What else do you want?" His voice was husky and primitive.
Alana brought her face down and opening her eyes again with lust present and going strong, she raised a brow. "I want to become yours and for you to be mine. I want you to teach me what it is to be loved Godric. I want to do the things I've only read about or watched on TV." Alana brought a hand to the fly of his trousers and massaged the hardness felt there boldly. "Will you show me?"
Godric was afraid to move for fear she would stop touching him and this would all be some twisted dream, no way was he waking up right now if it was. He looked at her and just memorized every detail, he never wanted to forget this experience; he would cherish this moment and cherish her for the rest of his days, or more accurately, nights.
Her friction increased and he took in a rather sharp breath, sucking in the unneeded oxygen through his clenched teeth, battling for self-control; the beast tearing away at his resolve and demanding release.
Alana's perfectly arched eyebrows framed those captivating emeralds for eyes like the ideal jewelry setting, her skin so milky white, practically made the blood that rushed to her high cheekbones in arousal seem like painted rouge. Those full juicy pink lips were wet and parted, one of her full and firm heavy breasts being held in her little hand, made his fangs pop down and start to throb, just as badly as his cock was under the ministrations of her other delicate hand…Godric could take no more.
He being dominant by nature flipped her onto her back, making her give a small sound of surprise. He roughly pulled her legs apart so he could settle between them, his hands running up her calves, while he traced his fingernails up her thighs, the skin raising goose bumps in his wake, as he pinched the muscles, finally reaching the hem of her dress and ripped it in two; off her young tight body.
Godric nuzzled and rubbed his face against one of her breasts, darting out his tongue to lick the nipple before latching on to suckle like a newborn babe. Alana was so lost to all the new sensations he was giving her, that all she could do was arch her back, clench her eyes, and chant "Oh Godric…feels…sooo good…"
His hands seemed to be everywhere all at once; fangs scratched the valley in between her breasts as he switched sides. One of his busy hands had found her very wet core, he alternated between brushing her bundle of nerves with his thumb making her cry out in shock, and dipping two digits within her folds to tease her hole; which was clenching and relaxing as if it knew what was to come.
She was writhing and completely naked, wet, panting, and in a frenzy.
"Godric please…bite me…"
"Patience…little one…" His growled response only made her juices flow more, lubricating her upper thighs with anticipation, she was in awe of the fact that if he so chose to, he could just end her life like the snap of a twig. He was dangerous as well as exciting, so much raw power and sheer undulated force, and he wanted her…he thought she was special.
Why, she hadn't a clue, but decided not to dwell on it for long especially with him- oh my God! What was he doing?
Godric had slid himself down her body not leaving one inch of her untouched until his face come to rest at the banquet that was her flower, its sweetness permeated his senses, and he intended to feast on her; worshiping this gift she had bestowed upon him.
The animal within him howled to the heavens, a child of the earth, and the scent of the sticky arousal free flowing from her core; called a song to his being like a siren, promising delights for the taking. His tongue took a languorous stroke up the sensitive velvet of her folds, the roughness of his tongue mixed with the nip of his teeth, had her pelvis rocking up to his face, grinding against him; her head was violently shaking from side to side, her mouth was speaking gibberish.
Pleasure…it was amazing how all else left her mind…she could only feel... she could only be…putty in his glorious mouth and jelly to his talented tongue.
The willow branches hanging over them and the black night with the very pregnant moon and innumerable stars; seemed surreal, her eyes being slits at this point and her vision clouded from Godric's attentions. The soft grass tickled her bottom, especially when he brought his arms up to cup her ass, cradling her hips up to his mouth; the laving, sucking, and teeth scraping more urgent. She felt something building.
Her hands clutched and clawed his shoulders and then his head, finally she decided to rest them on her chest; she took to playing with her nipples again as she cried, hot tears escaping her eyes, the ache in her womb felt like a piano string…getting wound up tighter and tighter.
He lifted his head up breaking contact; she whimpered and begged "don't stop…so close."
"Look at me min lilla fresterska." Godric demanded forcefully. "I want to watch you come undone for me…" His voice was like silk, each syllable making the throb within her quicken. "Will you wait for me…?" Godric's tongue tortured her nub, giving it a couple more licks, making her shiver. "Come with me…"
He plunged his middle finger into her tight hole, making her gasp with pain and a strange delightful ache, his finger meeting with the membrane of her maidenhead; the other hand was stroking his shaft vigorously. "You are ready for me…So wet, tight, and sweet…"
He brought his hips flush with hers and pressed the head of his cock at her entrance. "Will you be Mine always?"
Her heavily lidded eyes widened in surprise, "There will never be anyone else."
Alana did a half sit-up to touch his chin and make him look into her eyes. "There is only you…"
He sucked one of her fingers into his mouth, acknowledging what she said with a nod, then pressed his thick member to her slickness and started to force inch by inch into her vaginal opening, stretching her to the point where she thought she would rip in two; her breathing hitched, she dropped back down onto the grass, and suddenly was scared. Godric felt her panic.
"Shhh…min lilla fresterska. This will hurt at first and I am sorry to cause you any pain, but I promise through the pain will be a pleasure so great, you will think you have died and gone to the afterlife…this I pledge to you." Godric's smooth and even dulcet tones calmed Alana and she nodded to him with complete trust.
He pushed this time full force and just rested on top of her very still and unmoving; breaking the thin barrier easily, and allowing the stretched inner walls time to adjust to his large muscle. Alana had rolled her eyes back into her head and was holding her breath. He whispered into her ear, his hot breath caressing her neck, and making her feel like nothing else existed in the world; there was only her and him, together and one in the same, forever…
"Relax and move with me Min Karlek" Godric coached as he began his rocking movements, slowly in and out; wet friction pushing the pain into something else altogether.
She expelled a large breath and it was as if her body had a mind of its own. Her muscles down there were tightening and relaxing with each measured thrust Godric made.
Her pelvis had started to rise and fall with each pounding of his erection against her sensitive cervix, making her cry out and scratch his shoulders, feeling absolutely-Oh my…
"Godric…can you…" Alana felt some inner pinnacle, spiraling her senses, and making her brain feel like mush.
"Tell me what you need…" Godric panted, licking and sucking on her neck, as his lower half slowly tortured her tight center.
"Ohhh….please…faster, Godric…Faster!" Alana was wild and in true abandonment, she didn't care about anything but reaching this peak, she felt was just within her grasp.
"HARDER!" She spat out.
Godric growled and did something that was so glorious and fucking perfect, Alana shouts pierced the night like a banshee. He plunged his fangs into her shoulder and was taking slow draws of her blood while pounding her as she requested; hard and fast.
Were someone else to have stumbled upon them, they would have thought she was getting murdered; so out of control and loud were her screams of praise and encouragement, to her first and only lover.
"Oh YES!" Slap-slap "Don't ever stop!" Slap-slap "OHHH…I Fucking Love…" Slap-slap-slap-slap "I FUCKING LOVE YOU!" Alana's voice was becoming hoarse.
Godric broke away from her, blood dripping onto her chest from his fangs, while bringing her legs to rest over his shoulders; hitting her pussy head on, the fingers of one of his hands playing her clit like a violin. He was leaning her legs and himself almost completely over her own head.
He was also making guttural sounds and animal grunts, weaving his words in English and Swedish, but their meaning was clear. He loved her too. He bit into the wrist of the hand not currently bringing her nub closer and closer…
"Drink from me…become one with me…" He brought the bleeding appendage to her mouth, his sweet elixir filling her mouth, and as soon as she started to suck; the whole world detonated.
He roared, throwing his head back; his seed squirting into her center in spasms, shooting its hotness within her, each bone hard final thrust, accentuating his orgasm.
Her vision exploded into white starbursts and it was like her whole body was a firework; going off at impossible speeds, each nerve ending was like its many colors; a rainbow symphony sending ripples of rapture all over her. Her tight hole clamped down and rode out each contraction of their combined climax, making her think she just might have died and truly gone to the afterlife; like Godric had promised.
Her heart was going so fast that it deafened her ears and made the world almost seem to be spinning a little faster on its axis.
They both had no words left, there was only feelings and the combined knowledge; nothing or no-one would ever come between them.
Godric rested his head onto her forehead. The only sound was their gasps and ragged breaths; both of them were staring into each other's eyes, extremely content and humbled by the shared experience. Her body was slick with sweat and Godric had a lopsided grin and a look on his face that seemed to say, told ya so.
He was the first to speak. "That was…absolutely incredible."
Alana grinned and nodded enthusiastically. "So…when can we do it again?"
Godric burst out laughing and she sheepishly started to blush, especially after he not only showed her his already stiffening erection, ready for action; but he confessed to her teasingly.
"You're going to be the true death of me min lilla fresterska."
Alana was really becoming embarrassed but Godric leaned in and pulled her face closer, as she was trying to turn away from him. He kissed her lips and pushed his tongue into her mouth; sweeping in and out seductively, breaking away only to murmur.
"I can think of no other way I would rather die…"
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