Never Enough
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Warning: This story is rated R. If you are under
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Natalie sat typing on the computer, mumbling to herself as Grace
walked
by her desk for the third time in an hour. Each time, Grace would
stop,
start to say something, but receiving the evil 'don't start on me
look'
from Nat.
It had been like this all week. The work load had been light, so
everyone was finally catching up on their paperwork. Nat was
wound
tight as a spring. As sure as Grace was 40lbs overweight,
Natalie's
problem was related to a certain blonde detective. She knew they
were
spending a great deal of time together, but the sexual tension
between
the two of them was almost palpable. Finally, she'd had enough.
"You know what your problem is, girl?" Grace started
in.
Natalie stopped typing and glared at Grace for interrupting her.
She
was having a tough time concentrating anyway, but with Grace
clearing
her throat, pacing, and trying to get her to talk every 5
minutes, she
was getting nothing accomplished. "No, Grace. What is my
problem?"
Natalie snapped.
"You need to get laid.....and if a certain blonde detective
doesn't
relieve both of your sexual frustrations pretty soon the entire
night
shift is going to resign. They are starting to call him the
'Knightmare' and you 'Dragon Lady'. You two are strung as tight
as any
couple I have ever met." Grace stood with her hand on her
hips as she
lectured Natalie. "I've got only two words to say to you
girl....for
all our sakes.....FIX IT! By the way I'm booking off early. Maybe
you
should too." With that, Grace dropped her lab coat on the
hook and
walked out the door.
Nat sat stunned, watching her friend and co-worker walk out the
door.
It probably was true. She and Nick were both pretty edgy. They
had
spent the last few nights over at the University working with a
special
DNA sequencer. A friend of Nat's had gotten her access to it for
the
week. When they finished, they would return to Nick's for a
little
R&R. Each night they seemed to get a little closer,then Nick
would back
off just when things would start to get interesting.
Grace was right. She needed a release and soon or she was going
to
start using the scalpel on other things besides dead
bodies....but how
to convince Nick that he had control and not the beast. He wanted
her.
That thought pleased her immensely. She knew the reason he held
back
was to protect her, yet a part of her was not certain she wanted
protection. At least not if it meant they couldn't be close. She
stared at the DNA information on Nick's blood from last night for
the
10th ten in the last hour when it virtually jumped off the page
at her.
The answer was there all along. Why hadn't she seen it? Picking
up the
phone, she dialed Nick.
Nick answered the phone on the first ring. "Knight."
"Nick, meet me at the University in an hour. Book off early.
I have
something I want to try and I need the sequencer." She
waited patiently
for him to answer, holding her breath all the while.
Nick could almost feel the tension in Nat's voice and grew
concerned.
"What is it, Nat? Is something wrong?"
"No, Nick, I just need you there in an hour. Can you do
it?"
"No problem. I can be there sooner if it helps." He
smiled when he
heard her finally let her breath out.
"No.....one hour....okay?"
"One hour it is."
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Nick walked into the Sequencer Lab just a little after 2 am. The
Captain actually seemed relieved he was booking off early. He
knew he
had been a little edgy with people lately. He was going to have
to
seek relief or cause bodily damage to Nat or someone else.
Trouble was,
he really didn't want anyone else but Natalie. The thought of
hurting
her ate at what was left of his mortal soul. He would take cold
showers
for eternity before he would ever hurt her, but he knew this was
hard on
her too. Was there an answer aside from him leaving?
As much as he dreaded the time spent here in this lab, having Nat
strap
him onto the analyzer table, he truly enjoyed all the attention
she
lavished on him. He had never told her why he was terrified of
being
chained up, but somehow she understood his irrational fear about
it.
Those months in chains during the crusade took their toll on his
psyche,
not to mention the number of times that LaCroix had chained him
up to
control him. If she knew what it took for him to willingly give
her his wrists to clamp down before she turned on the machine,
she
probably would not have asked it of him. Nick stared at the
manacles on
the table. The machine required flesh to be touching the manacles
firmly without movement in order to sequence properly. That's why
they
were made of a special titanium alloy that they used in the last
NASA
space shuttle. There was supposed to be nothing stronger.
Natalie walked into the room and watched the emotions play across
his
face as he stared at the table. She knew he hated it, but he
would
never tell her why; yet he was willing to do it for her.
Eventually, he
would tell her when he was ready, but for now it was a sign of
faith in
her that he would crawled on the table and let her tie him down.
"Hi!" She stepped in front of his view of the sequencer
before she
continued. "I see you made it a little before me. Do me a
favor and
remove your jacket before you get on the sequencer. I want to
check
your heart rate when I turn it on tonight." Nat's heart was
beating
unusually fast and it caught his attention.
Nick gently touched her cheek and pulled her into his arms, not
only to
calm her fears but his as well. "You want to tell me what's
going on?
Why are you are about to crawl right out of your skin?" He
forced her
to look at him before she answered.
Nat started to deny any problems only to be silenced with his
lips on
hers. What started as a simple kiss soon turned passionate as
Nick let
his tongue circle the inside of her mouth. A tiny moan escaped
her lips
as he gently sucked on one lip and then the other, only to return
and
plunge his tongue back into her willing mouth. Natalie gave into
him
willingly and wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her
against
his body. She could feel his arousal on her thigh and marveled at
the
effect she had on him. If only he wouldn't stop.
His hands roamed freely own her back as he pulled her harder
against
him. He wanted her so badly it hurt and with each kiss, her need
was
growing as much as his. She removed her hands from his neck and
let one
drift down his shirt front as her other hand found his now
throbbing
member straining to be released from his tight jeans. As soon as
her
hands touched him through the material, his canines began to ache
with a
need for blood: Natalie's blood. He fought to control the beast
and
concentrated on pleasing just her, but as each stroke to his
manhood
brought more pleasure it also brought the beast surging forth,
demanding
to be fed.
With a feral growl, Nick pushed reluctantly away and stepped back
breathing heavily. A small cry came from her lips as he broke the
embrace and put some distance between them.
A single tear escaped from her eye as she let her blue ones meet
his now
golden eyes as he fought for control. They were so close. Nick
watched
the tear slide silently down her cheek, causing more pain in his
heart
than a stake ever could. "Nat.....I.....?" He reached
for her and
this time she pulled back.
"I can't do this anymore, Nick. I know it's not your fault
but I� have
needs." She walked over to the sequencer, wiping the tear
from
her cheek as she spoke. The sequencer table was in the standing
position as she touched it with all of its wires, monitors and
clamps. "The answer IS here, Nick. I know it." She
almost whispered
as she reverently stroked the table top facing her.
Nick came silently to her side and ran his cool fingers over the
top of
her hands and finally cupped both of hers into his. Slowly he
brought
them to his lips and kissed them gently. Removing one hand from
hers he
caressed her cheek, as he let his eyes roam her beautiful face
while she
leaned into his touch. "This isn't fair to you...I know
that, but if I
were to hurt you I couldn't...."
She touched his lips to silence him with her fingertips and then
caressed his cheek as he had hers only moments before.
"Trust me, Nick.
The answer is here. We just have to prove it. I have an idea if
you're
willing to try." She looked hopefully into his eyes.
Taking both her hands back into his, he kissed them quickly.
"I trust
you with everything that I am Nat....now and always."
Nat smiled broadly and pushed him flat against the sequencer
table in
one smooth motion. "Good....because...." She locked the
manacles in
place as he watched in amazement. "I have had enough."
With that she
turned and walked out of the room leaving Nick clamped in a
standing
position on the sequencer.
Nick automatically tested the manacles out of habit and waited.
He
wasn't sure what Nat had in mind,but the thought of being tied up
with
no one around brought back many unpleasant memories that he
didn't want
to revisit. Nat returned moments later wearing her lab coat and
carrying Nick's forever growing file. She smiled when she entered
the
room and put on the 'Dr. Lambert persona' she had perfected in
Med
School.
"Well, Detective, let's start with the latest information
and put it to
a test. What do you say?" Nat locked eyes with Nick for only
a brief
second before she returned to the file. "Your last DNA
samples
yesterday were driving me crazy all night, along with this little
anomaly that showed up only once in the whole sequence. It
finally hit
me why it was there only once. I checked the time and I was
right. The
anomaly only appeared when we turned the sun lamp on you, which
in turn,
caused you pain,as I recall."
Nick stood patiently clamped to the machine as she continued. He
didn't
understand where this was going or how it was related to his
condition.
Nat noticed the questions in his eyes.
"Don�t you see, Nick? When you are stressed or in pain,
the anomaly
appears and aggravates the vampire traits in your cells. Your
cells go
crazy, almost like they are in pain and cry out for relief. That
relief
being the need for blood. That's why when you get pissed or
excited or
hurt, your body requires blood, preferably human blood because
that's
what your original cell structure was." She looked at him to
see if he
was understanding all this.
"So you're saying that if we can control the anomaly then I
won't crave
blood?" He looked hopefully at her.
"You got it! " She smiled broadly before she continued.
"Now we have
to test the theory. Are you game?"
Raising one eyebrow and glancing at the manacles, Nick finally
answered. "And just what did you have in
mind....Doctor?"
Natalie smiled sweetly as she walked over to him and laid her
hand
gently on his chest. "Well, as a physician, I can tell you,
it's a well
known fact that sex is a major stress inducer as well as stress
reliever." She let her hand run up his hard muscled chest as
she spoke
in a sultry whisper. Dropping the folder on a nearby desk, she
turned
her full attention to the exploration of his shoulders, chest and
stomach, gently stroking her hands across him as she slowly
unbuttoned
his shirt. Nick took in a quick breath as she let her hands roam
across
his stomach and slowly trace a pattern down his thigh as he
watched.
She moved closer with each stroke until she stopped with her lips
only
an inch from his before she continued. "We will, of course,
keep the
sequencer going the entire time and so we can monitor all the
changes
as they happen and then...." She kissed his lips lightly and
let her
right hand caress his inner thigh.
Nick captured her lips in his and strained against the manacles
in
frustration. "Nat, release me," he commanded hoarsely
as he captured
her lips again.
Nat broke the kiss then stepped back to admire his now bare
chest, the
open shirt gently rippling with his movements. A sly smile
appeared on
her face as she watched the bulge in his jeans become pronounced.
She
loved the fact that she had this effect on him.
Nick followed her gaze to his erection and realized she had no
intention
of releasing him. "Nat?" His eyes pleaded with her.
"Not this time, Nick," she whispered softly as she
slowly unzipped her
lab coat. In one motion she let it drop to the floor in a pile
and
stepped out of it. She stood before him in a black lace bra and
thong
with black high heels. Odd he hadn't noticed them before, but
that lab
coat hid a great deal of Natalie's lovely attributes that Nick
always
admired.
Slowly she walked over to him, never letting her eyes leave his.
"This
time, Nick, I say when we stop...." She let her hands trace
his chest
and upper arms to the manacles around his wrist.
"because....I have
control of the beast." She laid her breasts up next to his
cool chest
and rubbed them slowly across his upper torso, finally melding
his
willing lips to hers. Nick wasn't sure if the groan that escaped
them
came from himself or her, as her tongue plunged into his mouth
and she
pressed her nearly naked body against his. Natalie let her hands
roam
his hard body at will, eventually running one hand into the
waistband
of his jeans. She unzipped them and slowly pushed them over his
hips.
She laid a path of wet kisses on his chest, gently sucking his
nipples
causing such exquisite torture Nick thought he would go mad. All
this
time her hand was slowly encircling his now hard shaft. Slowly
she
pulled his briefs over his hips as she kissed the flat of his
stomach.
The sensation of her breasts rubbing against him as she worked
her way
down his flat stomach nearly drove him over the edge. The beast
was
already begging to be released. His fangs ached to the point of
physical
pain. If she continued, he was lost.
She stopped only long enough to watch Nick's now golden eyes turn
red,
as she released his now hard cock from its final restraint and
placed
her fingertips around his swollen member. As she watched in
fascination
the effect of her caressing, a low feral growl radiated deep from
within
his chest. His hard cock grew even more in her hand until she was
beyond stopping. As she went to her knees before him, he cried
out to
her in a ragged voice.
"Nat, please...no! I won't be able too...." he panted
between words but
was to late.
As he pleaded, she took him completely into her mouth and sucked
hard.
As his hard cock slid into her warm mouth, electricity shot
through
him as the beast was released. He strained at the manacles and
pushed
himself deeper into that warm chamber as she sucked. He couldn't
get
deep enough into her, so she opened her throat and took him
completely,
pulling his buttocks with her hands and wrapping her tongue
around his
member with each stroke. Nick was on fire and almost insane with
pleasure as she continued to take him fully into her throat and
mouth.
He was close to exploding and virtually ripping his arms to
shreds in an
effort to free himself. Each stroke driving him closer and closer
to
the release they both sought when the human part of the man
gained a
little control.
Between ragged breathes, he begged her. "Not like this
Natalie....please.....I want to be inside you....Nat....please? I
want
to feel all of you....be inside you....touch you....I need you to
come
with me." His eyes were red with lust but his voice spoke of
more. She
needed no more encouragement.
She released his cock from her lips, inched back, and then rose.
She
panted heavily as perspiration dotted her entire body. Slowly she
pressed her body next to his and found his lips again. She let
her
tongue trace his fangs as he nipped at her lips and sucked the
few drops
of blood that appeared. She reached for the remote on the wall
and hit
tilt, causing the sequencer table and all aboard to rotate from a
standing position to supine.
Reluctantly Natalie released his lips and sat straddling his
waist. She
let her hands roam his chest and locked her eyes with his now
feral red
ones. She looked at his bloodied wrists still restrained by the
manacles and wished desperately she could release him.
Desperately she
wanted his hands on her breasts, her body, everywhere at once.
Instinctively she let her own hands cup her breast through the
lace bra
and squeeze the nipples into hard buds as he watched.
"Nat?" Nick whispered barely in control of the raging
beast. "Let me
feel you. I need to touch you..." He stared momentarily at
his
restraints and locked eyes with her with an understanding of her
fear and acceptance. The risk she would take if she released him
only
made him want her more. "Ride me, Nat...if this is the only
way.....
then you are going to have to be my hands because I need to be
with you
and bury myself deep inside you. Help me,...Nat....Help us!"
As he
spoke the blue returned to his eyes and the hope in Natalie's
heart
blossomed.
She let her hands run over his body slowly as she bent to suck
one of
his nipples into her mouth. With her other hand she undid the
clasp of
her bra and released her breasts to his gaze. Slowly she rubbed
them up
his chest until he was free to reach them with his mouth. He let
his
tongue encircle the nipple and he sucked gently at first, and
then
stronger until she gasped with pleasure as it turned hard under
his
ministration. He treated the other breast with equal care as she
let
her hand caress his flat stomach and make her way back to his
still
hard cock.
Pulling her breast free from his lips, she let her hand encircle
his
shaft and needed it softly at first and then harder as he gasped
for
air. Her breathe was coming in short gasps now as she became wet
with
anticipation. She lether eyes lock with his as she eased the
thong to
the side and slowly slid onto his hard shaft.
As he slid deep within her warm wet chamber, he could feel her
life's
blood pounding in his ears. Ever so slowly she rose off him
feeling
every inch of his cock and burying it again all the way to her
core.
Each time she withdrew he thought he would go insane as he pushed
harder
to be closer to her. She was amazed at his size and their fit
together,
but she could not get enough of him. With each push she took him
further and further into her body until she screamed with tension
and
frustration.
It wasn�t enough until she could feel him against her
uterus. Only
then did she rock in motion with his lunges. Each stroke took
them
closer and closer. Nick strained at the manacles as his whole
being
centered on her very core and how she felt with him. The more she
moved, the more he wanted. She was on the edge of release and he
wanted
to come with her. To love her completely and let her feel his
love for
her. Blood filled his mind and his body as he drove into her and
she
matched him stroke for stroke until she screamed his name in
release and
her whole body contracted around his hard member. He was lost as
he
drove in one final thrust and exploded within her. As his body
released
into hers, the pain from denying him her blood tortured his very
being.
His body burned with a fire that demanded to be quenched in order
for
him to survive, yet the man fought to find another way. Ever so
slowly
the fire traveled throughout his body until none of the pleasure
he felt
only minutes before existed. The beast would be fed or Nick would
die.
His whole body burned with the need for Natalie's blood.
Natalie let herself go to her orgasm as white lights danced
behind her
eyes, erupting into a kaleidoscope of color as her whole body
contracted
on his. She drove hard onto his final thrusts, wanting Nick to
feel all
that she felt and gain his release as he exploded inside her. She
was
filled with such warmth as he pumped his seed into her and
released
himself only to her. She watched him experience the ecstasy she
had
felt only moments ago engulf him, only to be replaced by agony.
He was
on fire and the pain was etched into his face.
"Nick?" Natalie screamed as she climbed off him.
"Tell me what to
do." Tears ran down her cheeks freely. "Nick, open your
eyes. Tell me
what�s happening!"
Nick opened red eyes of pain to hers as the words just wouldn't
come.
His breath was labored and he no longer struggled against his
restraints. Natalie quickly released them by the switch on the
wall.
"My God, Nick! What have I done?" She was crying
uncontrollably as
she returned to his side. "Help me here, Nick. Tell me what
to do?"
Nick fought the beast and the pain as he weakly raised his hand
to her
neck and felt her pulse. The beast surge forward trying to
control the
man as his fangs ached for the taste of her blood. His soul cried
out
to become one with her. The feel of her hand on his and her
breathe next
to his ear as she wept cradling his head next hers stopped him.
She
loved him. It was in her heart, her actions, and her blood that
he got
a small taste of during their love making. She would be there for
him
no matter what happened and for the first time in over 750 years
he had
loved without taking a life. He would endure the fires of Hell to
keep
Natalie safe from himself.
Natalie sensed his conflict and realized her mistake. Taking
blood
during sex was not just an emotional but a physical need. He
needed her
blood. Without thinking Natalie ran to her bag on the desk and
grabbed
a scalpel. Making one clean incision on her right arm, she let
the
blood flow freely and then offered it to Nick. She would face
what ever
consequences came as long as Nick survived.
The scent of her blood permeated the room. She offered her wrist
to him
and his eyes turned feral red again as he clutched her bleeding
arm in
his grasp. The burning pain increased as he fought for control.
Just
to taste her...her warmth... her love just once and they could be
one.
He struggled with himself and his past failures in stopping and
he met
her gaze through painfilled eyes. There was no doubt in her. She
knew
the risks as well as he.
"You will stop, Nick. I know it. Drink...feel what I feel
for you and
let me be a part of you in the only way you can." She
offered him her
bleeding wrist again.
Quickly he sank his teeth into her wrist and drank. With the
first
swallow, he was lost in her feelings of love for him. With each
mouthful her warmth touched his heart and caressed his soul. It
was
sweet,yet bitter, filled with hope and longing for a life with
him. She
loved him body and soul just as he was. The fire that burned
within him
calmed, and the pain disappeared only to be replaced by something
he had
never felt before....a completeness, as if after all these
centuries
that cold empty part of him no longer existed. Only Natalie's
warmth
and love lived there. He pulled his fangs from her wrist to meet
her
eyes once more. What he found there was not disgust, but love and
hope.
She made him whole.
"For unto me you have given the greatest gift of all,
Natalie
Lambert. I shall cherish it, protect it and be ever faithful to
your
love. I swear this to you, Natalie. I am only a shell without you
and I
shall love you forever." He brought her bleeding wrist to
his lips and
kissed it gently, applying pressure to stop the bleeding.
As he kissed her wrist, she brought her fingertips to his lips
and
then gently stroked his face. "I will hold you to that, Nick
Knight,
because until you let me feel some of what you are, I was afraid.
Afraid that you would never let me touch you, afraid that we were
never
meant to be together, afraid that you would walk away and never
look
back, afraid you couldn't love me for who I am or that if you
did, it
wouldn't be enough.
Nick cupped her face between his hands as he spoke. "And
now?"
Natalie smiled. "Now...I know that you are the other part of
me. The
part that I've been searching for my whole life and no matter
what
happens between us, we will always be together." She pulled
his lips to
hers and let the fire build again.
The End