Victor shifted forward slightly, barely breaching me at all, but causing me to gasp loudly at the touch. He was thick and hot and I ached for him in a way that I didn’t understand. Neither back then Claire nor present day Claire had ever experienced this kind of touch before, and we desperately desired it in a way that I never could have imagined.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered, pausing with just the tip of his erection still stretching my opening.
“You won’t,” I promised him. “We’re done hurting each other.”
He slid forward firmly but gently, breaking through my innocence in one fluid motion that left me breathless and clawing at his back.
The electricity dancing across our bodies grew brighter, blue and white sparks dancing in the air like fireworks as we moved together, our hips meeting each thrust, pleasure dancing up my spine already, fueled by the knowledge that we were finally joining in the way that the universe had intended for us.
Over and over again he slammed into me, sending wave after wave of passion through my nerves until I feared I might pass out from my need to release the coiled pleasure burning inside of me.
His own movements became stilted, his rhythm faltering as he altered the angle inside of me and my orgasm exploded in a literal flash of light, my screams tearing from my throat as every muscle in my body seemed to try to contract and release in unison.
Victor’s cries of pleasure followed mine, his shaft jerking and spasming inside me, filling my channel with his release as he bucked against me.
When he finally lowered himself over me, his lips frantically peppering kisses over my face and lips, the light show around us dissipated, leaving us sweating and panting together in the dim light from the lamp across the room.
For a while we lay there in silence, our fingers gently stroking each other’s hands, our bodies occasionally quaking with aftershocks, and I couldn’t remember ever being happier. Not back then or now. I was complete in a way that I’d never even known I was missing.
“Are you alright?” he whispered after a while, his lips ghosting a kiss against my head.
“I’m fine,” I promised him. “I love you.”
“And I love you.”
That was one thing that back then Claire and present-day Claire would always have in common. Our love for this vampire was fast, deep and complete. And it would never, ever waver. He was mine and I was his. Through oceans of time, we would always find our way back to each other.
“Was I worth the wait?” I asked softly.
“My darling, you are worth everything.”