Entwined
Author: Kristen Fife
Warning: Adult
Summary: Natalie catches Nick unaware and result is a fulfillment of their
pent up passions.

Natalie heard the music before the lift door opened into the loft. She
stepped into the loft, and saw Nick seated at the piano, playing a piece she
didn't recognize. He had turned the lights off and the room was lit with
candles, which gave his pale skin a hint of warmth. She walked into the
loft, but either Nick was ignoring her or he was so caught up in the music
that he didn't sense her. His eyes were closed, an expression of intense
concentration on his face as he played the haunting piece.



Natalie smiled, enjoying the chance to watch him. He obviously had started
playing right after his shower, since he was still wearing a green striped
silk robe. Natalie allowed herself the luxury of letting her eyes slide down
the V-shaped opening of the robe, showing a rare glimpse of Nick's pale
chest. The piano blocked her view of anything else. Smiling to herself, she
slipped her shoes off so her heels wouldn't click on the floor, and she
slowly edged around the piano. Still no response from Nick. Her smile turned
into a grin. It was so rare that she caught him off guard, instead of the
other way around.



As she moved around the instrument, her heart began to quicken. The robe
Nick was wearing was belted at the waist, and his pale legs were plainly in
view, his right foot on the pedals, his left peeking out. The bottom of the
robe opened just at the middle of his thigh, and she had to restrain herself
from imagining what was only inches higher.



As she watched him, her eyes were drawn to his fingers on the keys. Their
long, slender, suppleness danced over the keys, pushing and pressing the
white and black surfaces. She became entranced watching his hands, and
started imagining those strong fingers caressing and stroking her skin. Her
heart began to speed up with the direction of her thoughts.



Suddenly, Nick stopped and his eyes flew open. He looked over and saw
Natalie watching him, her cheeks flushed and her heart beating more rapidly
than usual. Her lips were opened and the tip of her tongue was rubbing
against her bottom lip. His eyes flew wide at the sensuous gesture. He
turned to face her, oblivious to the opening in his robe splitting further
and showing one long leg and barely concealing his groin.



"Nat? I, uh, didn't hear you come in. I must have gotten lost in the music."



She didn't say anything but she HAD noticed the widening gap in his robe.
She walked toward him, intent on touching him.



Nick shifted nervously on the piano bench. She still hadn't spoken. "Nat?
Are you ok?"



Still closing the distance between them, she finally nodded her head. "Yes,
I'm fine. I was just watching you play." She had advanced to stand in front
of him, and Nick had to tilt his head up to look at her.



He realized that Natalie was standing inches from him, and that her leg had
somehow slid between his. His heart beat a rapid staccato twice in his chest
as he realized that he could smell not only her blood, her perfume, and the
faint aroma of her shampoo, but also another scent emanating from her; the
musk of her arousal.



His eyes flecked with amber just as Natalie's hands reached forward to twine
in his slightly damp curls. She moved a little closer, tilting his head back
even further, and slowly leaned forward and down to kiss him. As she slid
her tongue into his cool mouth, her hands slid out of his hair and down the
opening of his thin robe, exploring the planes of his chest. She moaned deep
in her throat at the contact.



Nick growled low in his chest and felt his eyes change to amber behind his
closed lids. He tasted Natalie's sweetness as her hot tongue passed between
his lips and started exploring his cool mouth. Part of him screamed to pull
back and put space between them, but his body was responding to the stimulus
of her warmth in contact with his own.



Natalie moved closer to Nick, pushing him back on the smooth wood of the
piano bench. Her left hand was moving between them, closer to the sash of
his robe. One simple silken bow was all that stood between her and the
object of her love and desire.



Nick dragged himself back to reality and pulled away from Natalie, grabbing
her left hand.



"Nat.what are you doing?"



"Isn't it obvious? I'm seducing you." Natalie pulled her hand out of his
grasp, and took advantage of the shock on his face to begin unbuttoning her
black silk blouse. She had the first four undone when Nick shook his head.



"Natalie, this is crazy." He looked around for a place to go, but he was
trapped on the piano bench, with Natalie standing over him.



She continued to unbutton her blouse, then reached up to unsnap her black
front-closure bra. "No Nick. What is crazy is both of us waiting for so long
to act on our desires." Her bra was free and sliding away from her creamy
breasts. Nick's attention was riveted on the layers of fabric opening to
show him the object of so many fevered dreams. Slowly,  not quickly enough,
Natalie's rounded breasts and dark rosy nipples were revealed.



She shook the blouse and bra off and stood nude before him from the waist
up. She reached one hand out and laced her fingers through his hair,
bringing his mouth to her chest. Nick was unable to resist and his mouth
closed on her left nipple.



Natalie threw her head back in ecstasy as Nick's cold lips closed on her
nipple. She felt the tugging as he sucked it into his mouth, then the
wonderful sensation of his tongue running over the hardened peak. She arched
her back slightly, thrusting into his mouth even more.



Nick's hands had moved up to clasp her hips and pull her closer to him. His
hands slid around to her buttocks, and he started kneading her cheeks
through her skirt. His fingers encountered the track of her zipper, and he
moved his hands up to the waistband of the skirt, unbuttoned it, then slid
the zipper down. He pulled the skirt down over her hips to puddle on the
floor. His hand caressed her waist and moved along the outside of her hips,
encountering the elastic of her panties. He slid his middle fingers under
the elastic edges and started moving them down the outside of the leg holes
toward one another, slowing his fingers' path as he felt the wiry patch of
her pubic curls tickling his fingers.



Natalie moaned and thrust her pelvis toward him, trying to get his teasing
fingers to move down just a bit further, to touch her swollen, wet folds.



"Nick! Please!"



Nick pulled his mouth away from her breast, a leering smile on his face.



"Please 'what', Nat? You're seducing me, remember?" His tongue flicked
across one nipple, then another. He gently took her right one in his mouth
and bit down delicately, not enough to hurt her. At that same instant, he
allowed his right finger to continue its travels to touch her wetness. He
slipped two fingers into her canal, the hot slickness of it coating his
fingers.



She moaned, then put her hands in Nick's hair, and tugged his face up to
look at her.



"So tell me YOU aren't excited? That you don't want to bury yourself inside
me?" Reaching down her right hand, she slid his robe open and clasped his
hardened shaft. She slowly rubbed her hand up and down, thrusting her hips
closer to him.



Their limbs intertwined, each having their hands caressing the smooth skin
of the other, both charged with the electricity of their love and passion,
so long denied. Nick raised his head again, and Natalie's hot mouth closed
on his in desperation. He ripped her panties off with his left hand, slid
his fingers out from inside of her, and put his hands on her hips, then
lifted her easily onto his lap, missing the contact of her warm hand on him.
She straddled him as he held her above his hardened shaft, teasing her with
the head of his penis at the entrance to her canal. She wriggled, and he
lowered her. Cool marble slid into molten lava, and both of them shuddered
with the contact. Their torsos melded, Natalie's arms wrapped around Nick's
head.



A growl erupted from Nick's chest as he hugged Natalie close to him and
stood up, her legs wrapped around his waist. He carried her over to the
sofa, still buried within her, his hips thrusting as he walked the several
steps to the couch. He dropped to his knees, putting her back and buttocks
on the edge of the black leather, and began thrusting into her.



Natalie had never felt the friction as she did Nick's cool body sliding in
and out of her. Every nerve in her body was afire with the suddenness of
their passion. Her eyes were closed as she savored the fulfillment of her
dreams and fantasies. Nick was making love to her, and it was indescribably
RIGHT. Not only the physical sensations bombarded and fulfilling her, but
the love she felt in every thrust of his hips, every tilt of her pelvis to
meet and encourage him. Tears leaked out from under her eyes, a smile on her
lips.



Nick felt the vampire screaming for release. He leashed it with an iron
control he had not known he possessed. He had one goal: to bring Natalie to
an earth-shattering climax. His body was responding to her in ways he hadn't
felt in 800 years. The joy of feeling her hot slickness grasping him lent
him the strength to keep the beast at bay. He felt the growls emanating from
his chest, and knew that his eyes were gold and his fangs extended. He could
hear Natalie's moans as he thrust harder and faster into her. He watched the
play of passion across her face, saw and understood the tears of joy.



Natalie's breathing was rapid and shallow, her heart was pumping her blood
through her veins, her body was reaching a crescendo. Suddenly, Nick's
finger slid between them and started massaging her engorged clitoris. She
screamed his name as every nerve in her body exploded, her muscles
contracting around Nick's penis. She turned her head to one side and offered
Nick her neck, inviting him to share her orgasm with her blood.



Without thinking, he leaned forward and slid his fangs into her neck. Her
blood rushed into his mouth and he felt every muscle in his body contract as
he shot his semen deep within her. The power of his own orgasm shocked him,
and the sensation of Natalie's love flowing into him from her blood almost
overwhelmed him. He pulled his fangs out of her neck, licked the holes
closed and laid his forehead against her neck, murmuring her name over and
over.



Natalie didn't feel the sting of Nick's fangs piercing her skin, so intense
was her own orgasm as it ripped through her. Suddenly she was surrounded
with the intense passion of Nick's love for her. Memories of their
relationship from Nick's point of view started meshing with her own. Their
perceptions of each other blurred and formed into a bond of love and
togetherness. Nick's loneliness found solace in Natalie's unconditional
love. Her own insecurities and fears were washed away in the awe and
reverence of Nick's adoration. Their souls reached one for the other and
intertwined, two halves becoming one unbreakable whole.



As Natalie's breathing and heart rate returned to normal, Nick raised his
eyes to hers. He saw her eyes shining from within, and knew his own eyes
were blue and filled with the awe, joy, and love he felt flowing between
them.



"Natalie." his voice came out as a croak, and she laughed gently.



"Nick, I love you. I can feel you in my mind.it's incredible!"



He gathered her in his arms, feeling her skin starting to cool down. "I love
you with all my heart and soul" he whispered. He gently picked her up and
sat down with her cuddled in his lap, her head against his shoulder. He
reached for the afghan that was draped over the back of the couch and
wrapped it around her. She was already drifting off to sleep in the
aftermath of their passion. Even asleep the bond between them pulsed with
life and love. Nick closed his own eyes and allowed himself to sleep, his
cheek resting on her soft curls.