WARNING LEMONS AHEAD.

CHAPTER 7: Claire

When the sun finally set I opened my eyes and yawned then cuddled back into the body that was spooning me from behind and sighed contently, Shane and I hadn't cuddled together since his father died. Oh sure we would have sex but then he would get up and go back to his room when we were done, it had hurt me deeply that Shane would just hit it and leave it so easily but I had never complained about to him not wanting to make things worse than they already were between us.

Closing my eyes as I felt lips gently kiss the curve of my neck, memories of the last 24 hours hit me and I started to panic. Sitting built up right in bed I first glanced down at myself to make sure I had the same pair of PJs I had put on before crawling into bed, then I glanced around and saw that I was back in Oliver's bedroom but this time I was in his bed with the thick curtains were pulled closed around them so that no light could reach them in the already pitch dark room.

"Good evening," Oliver said and glancing over I saw that Oliver had gone to bed wearing only a pair of gray long PJ bottoms that sat low on his hips, his long black hair hung loss around his shoulders and trailed down his back. My eyes took note that Oliver's chest was bare of any hair excepted for a long thin trail of dark hair that trailed down his lower stomach that was hidden from view because of the pants, my gaze trailed back up to Oliver's face and saw a pleased smirk on his face and I blushed.

"Good evening," I finally managed to say and slowly lay back down next to him then turned onto my side so that I could see him better Oliver mirrored my movements and for a long time, we just lay there staring at each other. Part of me waited for the weirdness of this situation to hit me but it never came. For the first time in over two years, I didn't feel threatened or pressured by a guy. Hell if anything Oliver seemed to be waiting for me to make a move but I wasn't sure and I didn't want to try something only to get rejected by him, that had happened to many times with Shane and the result had never been good.

As if reading my mind Oliver gently cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was gentle and was so different compared to how Shane would kiss me, Shane's kiss had been rough and sloppy but Oliver in comparison was gentle and controlled. Moaning I kissed him back and pressed myself closer to him so that our bodies were molded as close as could be without having full out sex, as the kiss grew hotter I felt Oliver's erection pressed rock hard and hot against my thigh and moaned.

Sex had stopped feeling good for me awhile ago, Shane had beaten any pleasure I had found in sex out of me but now feeling Oliver pressing hard and wanting against me made me feel more aroused than I had ever been.

"Claire...if we don't stop I'll take you." He said and I took in a deep breath before sitting up I pulled off my tank top and bottoms leaving me in only my panties and bra.

"I want you...but I'm not sure if I can..." I trailed off and blushed.

Oliver nodded his head in understanding the gently trailed a hand up my thigh then back down again.

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OLIVER

'God she is beautiful,' he thought to himself as made herself comfortable.

The transformation from human to vampire had turned Claire's skin into a light cream color, her hair had turned a shade darker so it was now a honey gold and her eyes were now a doe brown. His gaze began to trail down noting that Claire's breast while not large was more than a handful that any man would love to pet and mold with his hands, his gaze moved lower and smiling at the sight of the light blue lace panties that he had personally picked out for her. It pleased him greatly to know that Claire liked the things he had picked out for her and damned if he wasn't feeling all kinds of smug by being able to guess what she might have on underneath.

Spreading Claire's legs wider apart I saw there was a nice damp patch, grinning with pride as I trailed kissed up her thigh pause long enough to nip and suck at the dip where leg and body met.

"Oh!" She gasped out and I felt her legs tense, glancing up I saw Claire's eyes were wide with fear, glancing back down I saw the area I had just kiss had a small silvery scar. Sitting up I now saw what I hadn't earlier, Claire's body was littered with small scars, some looked to be cigarette burns others looked to be cut, growling low at the sight of my mate's abuse. As much as I wanted to please my mate I knew that she needed to trust me and the only way that would happen was if she knew she could trust me completely, so biting back the need to claim her I lay back down down neck to her and took her hand in mine.

"Touch me."

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CLAIRE

Touch him, he wanted me to touch him. In the beginning, Shane had allowed me to touch and experiment with him but then later it was always the same. Face down so he wouldn't have to look at me and legs spread for easy access, it would be painful sometimes others times it was over quickly much to my relief, but as Oliver lay before me offering himself to me. Biting my lip I flexed and unflexed my hands as the need to touch filled me, I wanted to stroke his washboard abs, wanted to lick and suck his nipples, wanted to stroke...

"I can't," I whispered as memories of Shane slapping me across the face for daring to touch him came to mind.

Oliver took my hand and placed it on his chest.

"Don't let him take this from you," He said and biting my lip I lightly trailed my fingertips down his chest, then one by one his abs and stopping just before I brushed his waistband then hesitated before shifting so that I could trail kisses down his neck. I felt Oliver tense up and paused to see his eyes were closed and his face was a mask of pleasure, taking that as a good sign I sucked lightly on his neck which earned me a low moan and Oliver whispering "harder, use your fangs."

Following his orders, I forced my fangs down (again noted the ache in my gums as they slid down) and start to press into his neck just hard enough to earn me a low growl of approval, my inner demon purred and running my fangs downward I lightly scrapped Oliver's right nipple.

"God Claire," He growled and lifted his leg enough so that it was pressing against my aching center, moaning I rocked back against his thigh as my hand slid underneath his waistband and down to brush his thick hard cock. To arouse to think I help Oliver slide his pants down enough so his cock could spring free, taking the shaft firmly in hand I began to slowly stroke it which earned me low moans from Oliver as he lifts his hips in time with my strokes, watching Oliver made me feel more confident and without thinking I move down the bed so that I was eye level with his cock, Oliver froze when he saw what I wanted to do.

I had always enjoyed going down on Shane but as the abuse escalated this act became my least favorite to perform, but now as I felt Oliver's cock throb all of my fantasies came flooding back.

"Claire you don't have to," He said and I meet his gaze.

"But I want to," I said and running my tung up his shaft, I slowly circled the head and began to suck.

"God! Your mouth feels so good," Oliver growled out as I took more of him into my mouth and started to breathe through my nose, with that much thickness in your mouth you had to either hold your breath or breathe through your nose otherwise it will feel like you're choking. The tasted of Oliver's pre-cum coated my tong making me moan with delight as I heard the sheets rip and Oliver groan, the fact I could bring such a powerful man to his knees like this make me even more aroused and needed for him in the most intimate of ways.

"Fuck Claire...As good as this feels I don't want to cum in your mouth." He said and slowly I pulled my mouth off of his cock which earned a low moan of regret from Oliver, sitting I licked my lips and was surprised when Oliver sat up and kissed me, jerking back in surprise I stared at him in disbelieve. While Oliver may not have cum in my mouth I had still gotten some of his pre-cum in my mouth and most men refused to even get near a girls mouth after getting blown, at my look of surprise Oliver raised an eyebrow at me.

"Let me guess, the boy wouldn't kiss you after going down on him." He said and at my nodded Oliver kissed me again this time more passionately, kissing him back I pressed myself against wanting to feel every inch of him while we kissed. As the kiss deepened I felt the clasp on my bra loosen and pulling back from the kiss I helped Oliver take off my bra and my now completely soaked panties, laying back I watched as Oliver ran his gaze down my body and felt myself blush Shane had never looked at me like Oliver was.

"Beautiful," he said and spreading my legs wide so that Oliver could move between them, I held my breath as Oliver wrapped my legs around his hip then took my hands in his then placed them over my head, I moaned when his cock brushed against my entrance and arched my hips trying to get him to push inside me.

"Squeeze as hard as you need to," He said and I cried out at the mix of please and pain as Oliver pushed himself into me.

"What? Oliver?" I cried out as I felt him push past something inside me... no, it couldn't be... I wasn't a virgin.

Oliver went still above me and squeezed my hands lightly before resting his head on my forehead.

"Vampire healing," He said his voice rough with need.

I realized that my body must have healed more than just the gunshot wound, deciding to worry about it later I locked my legs tighter around Oliver and squeezed his hands.

"Move," I ordered and Oliver began to move.

The pace he set was gentle but just rough enough that it had me crying out loudly as Oliver hit a spot inside of me that had me curled my toes and made me moan louder.

"God Claire, you feel so good." Oliver moaned and thrust inside me harder which earned him a short scream of pleasure from me.

"Harder...Faster...More." I panted out and pulling my hand's free from his and reaching out I gripped his shoulders wanting something more solid to hold onto as Oliver began to pull out almost all the way before slamming back inside me. My eyes began to close as I felt the pressure inside me begin to build higher and higher that I just knew that I was close but I didn't want to cum, I didn't want to lose these feelings of pleasure, joy, and dare I say it, love.

"Claire, cum for me!" Oliver growled out and throwing my head back I screamed as wave after wave of pleasure filled me, as I came I felt Oliver's breath on the side of my neck the instant before Oliver sank his fangs deep into my neck causing me to orgasm again.

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SHANE

Slamming into Maria once more I ignore her cry of pain as I finished inside her ass, pulling out I got up and threw a few bucks on the bed and I zipped up, Maria didn't get up or look at me as I left, good the bitch could learn.

As I left I heard a baby start to cry, pausing I looked into the open door of the babies room and saw that my son was red-faced and crying, leaving Maria to deal with Nick, I left the apartment and headed down the street. The apartment where Maria lived at was located on the edge of town, I had met Maria one night while Claire had been 'working,' Maria was hot and a nice fuck and for awhile things had been good until the bitch had turned up pregnant.

At first, I had been pissed and smacked the bitch around for daring to shove someone else's brat on me than Nick had been born and I had seen his hair and eyes. After Nick was born Maria had wanted me around for good and threaten to tell Claire about her and Nick but after a broken nose and a knife to her throat had shut her up real fucking quick, I gave Maria money every other month and occasionally fucked her because hey a good piece of ass was hard to find in this town.

My phone beeped and glancing at I saw that Eve had left yet another voicemail, shrugging my shoulders I ignored it and made my way into Honey's Gentlemen's club. Inside the lights were dim save for the spotlights that shown down onto the stripper poles, half-naked woman dance as men sat around and watched the shows they put on.

"What are you doing here Shane."

Tommy was six foot seven of hulking muscle and tattoos, he was the type of man who you didn't want punching you for real and keeping that in mind I bit back any smart-ass comments I may have said and just cut to the chase.

"I'm here to see my godfather," I said as Tommy eyed me.

"What happened with that little bitch you were fucking ?" He asked and I snorted.

"Fucking bitch played me, I got her back for it. Now, where is the old man?"

Tommy pointed to the back rooms and heading down a long hall, I entered the manager's office. My godfather Jame sat behind his desk looking over papers.

"Sit down Shane," he said and I sat.

Jame's looked up at me, his expression blank as we looked at one another.

"I'm not happy with you Shane. first, you date the most powerful fang sluts in town. Then you knock up one of my best dancers, and now you go kill some whore." He said and I froze.

Claire was actually dead, I had actually killed her.

"You've fucked up and you've fucked up bad boy. Let me make this clear when the vamps come for you I won't save you." He said and handed me an envelope. "My advice get out now and run like hell."

I opened the envelop and saw a few thousand dollars and I'Ds and passport.

"That is my last gift to you boy use it.