The rain had finally settled by the time Alixandria opened her eyes. Somewhere along the lines, Idris had driven her body to the edge, and without warning, her body had burst, an explosion of colors shattered behind her teary eyes.

Shuttering, she'd clutched his back, filling him with the soft sound of her moans that tangled with his rough grunts.

Idris had held back long enough. As their heated eyes met, he felt his loins stir, watching the way her mouth parted, her glistening hair splayed around her, her glow drip against her body down her bodice, and how heart-wrenchingly good she felt around him, grappling every inch he gave her as her body finally burst from within.

He wanted to bite her then, dig his fangs into the warmth of her neck and fill his mouth with the taste of her, mark her as she would him, but Alixandria was far too gone, far too beautiful for him to mark her red and so he fought against the animal urges and continued to move against her spasming core and soft cries.

Alixandria held onto him until her hands tingled with numbness. Idris was everywhere; his hands running from her waist to her ample-sized breasts, his lips, his tongue against her mouth, her jaw, her neck, as he thrust rough and passionately.

She cried out for him again, and again, as he took her hands against his, grunting against her ear, sending shivers down her neck like fireworks against her flesh. She arched against the pleasure and met his eyes, dark then green then dark, as he moved against her.

"Idris," She placed her forehead against his, "it's okay." She soothed him, knowing how hard he was trying to remain in control. "It's okay," She met his gaze, "I—ahhm, I want this. I want you--ahh." Her soft voice pled with him as he'd hauled her onto his lap, sitting upright so she was in control.

"Take what you want then." He wrapped his arms around her waist.

Alixandria smiled meekly against him as she braced her arms on his strong shoulders, "I-I've never—"

"I know," He captured her lips.

Alixandria realized he was letting her take control, and in a way, she felt like taking the reins was a step towards taking control of her life.

Very slowly she began to move, up and as far down as she could without hurting herself. She felt Idris's body quiver below her, a deep rumble of his chest as he grunted through clenched teeth, before taking her lips again.

As she grew more comfortable Alixandria fell into a deliberate bounce, jerking her body breathtakingly good up and down as his hands came around her waist and held her plush against his hard body.

"What is it like?" She muttered under her breath.

He looked up beneath his lashes, "What?"

"T-too bond?"

His heart went still for a moment but beat again as her sultry lips pressed against his cheek, then his neck, until her large brown eyes met his.

"I cannot describe it, because I do not know, but—mmph," he grunted as she moved, "it's a tangle of our souls, a connection of our bodies," his hands slithered up her back, settling slightly below her ribs, "I will feel your pleasure, your emotions, your wants, as you will mine..."

Alixandria drew her head back in a lull as she moved above him, drawing another delicious moan from his lips. She felt dizzy, light-headed as her body opened to him like a lotus flower and took him in, she felt her blood run warm under every vein, she felt each nerve that led to every tender peak, her body tingled as if she could feel every miniscule atom that made her body.

Her face fell into his neck and moved on its own accord.

"Alixandria," He pushed up against her deeply, bringing her back to focus. "You are close...you—" his last words fell blindly against her ears.

"Yes," She barely said, climbing again, when she'd realized what he'd said and what she'd done; she'd bitten him in her frenzy, but she couldn't stop. It was much too late, and she rode on as Idris gripped her tightly, moving against her with equal thrusts.

"Alixandria—"

"Don't stop," She whimpered, and those were her last words as his body shifted and brought her onto her back. Their hands intertwined, their tongues danced, as he moved with striking deliberation , again and again, over and over, until he finally paused within her with a deep feral grunt that made her eyes roll with color and her body thunder with body-splitting pleasure. She cried out too.

~

"I'm sorry," She wiped the dried-up blood on his neck. She hadn't thought she had bitten him so hard, and though his wound had healed, the traces of blood told her it had been a deep bite. "Did it hurt?"

Idris ran his hand up and down her back soothingly, "No," he smiled. "it actually felt really good."

"Guess that shouldn't come as a surprise. I mean you are a vampire," she shifted within his arms, "but still I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." She chuckled.

"It's part of the bonding process, Alix. You just did what came naturally."

"So, biting each other is part of completing the bonding process?"

She felt him nod his head as she thought it over. She had bitten him...but her neck remained untouched, beside the kisses he had placed there. She wondered if he had wanted to bite her and if so, why hadn't he?

"Y-you didn't bite me?"

"Did you want me to?"

Thinking about it now, Alixandria had wanted him to, but now she wasn't so sure. A bond seemed like a big deal and although she had made a big step forward with Idris, she wanted everything to be right before they were officially bonded.

"I did...but, I'm glad you waited. I want to do this right."

"As do I." He stroked her long hair gently. "Like not in the back of my car."

She chuckled, "Yeah," her face went red hot. She'd practically forgotten they were in his car. A moment of silence passed them before an abrupt knock rapped against the car window and made Alixandria jump.

"It's okay," Idris held her against him, "it's just Ben."

"Oh." She relaxed against him and then moved to find her shirt as Idris shifted towards the window and rolled it down once she was covered up again and he had also found his pants.

"What do you want Ben?"

"Listen, Camilla and I are happy for you both, but could you please take this to your house. It has been a hassle compelling the neighbors to stop calling the cops and compelling the cops that did show."

OH GOD! Alexandria's face went tomato-red. She was beginning to regret getting it on in the backseat of Idris's car that was parked in front of her friend's house. It seemed the whole neighborhood had heard them. Great. However, it had been hard not to give in. Even now, her body was already yearning for more of his touch. Would it always be like this?

"Yeah, yeah." Idris said nonchalantly and rolled the window up and looked back at Alixandria who had all her clothes back on. He silently sat in the center console as she placed her shoes on.

Alixandria hurried knowing how late it had become, but she didn't want to hold the conversation she was about to have with Henry any further. The sooner they talked, the sooner things could be resolved, and she could figure out what to do with her life... what to do with Idris.

It struck her then that as his mate, he might want to turn her into a vampire like him and she had no idea what that would mean for her. Could she still continue school? Would he whisk her away? Were they to live together now— oh, she caught his somber green eyes as she placed her boots back on.

"Idris?" Alixandria stopped gathering her things and scooted closer towards him.

"I still meant what I said Alixandria."

It took Alixandria a second to realize Idris had been serious about letting her go if it was Henry who she would ultimately choose, regardless of what they had just done.

Alixandria captured his hand, delighted by the warmth that dispersed up her arm by his touch, and she smiled up at him, "I meant what I said to Idris." She leaned forward until her lips touched his in a gentle kiss and with great strength, she pulled away before the spark of that kiss turned into an untamed fire. "And I also meant it when I said I want to do things right." She reached back and grabbed her purse.

"So, if we're gonna move forward, I need to let go of my past."

Idris nodded his head, and though he hated the idea that she would have to face Henry, a man she felt so indebted to, he was also overjoyed that she was choosing to move on. "I'll follow behind you then?"

"Okay." She nodded her head with a smile, but behind her eyes he could see the twinkle of fear, and the rush of it in her blood.

"Are you sure you want to do this now?"

"Yes," she ran her teeth across her lips. "I think this has gone on long enough."