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Willow gasped as wet lips surrounded her right nipple, a cool tongue flicking the hardened nub in time with the fingers brushing against her wet clit. She arched up, her head sinking deep into the pillow as Darla pushed her back against the silk sheets. Willow had to wonder how she had ended up naked in Darla's bed. All she had intended to do was talk to the woman, to find out some answers to the many questions in her mind. There goes good intentions she decided as she felt teeth scrape across her nipple. She cried out as the long fingers moved down her clit, teasing the edges of her cunt. She shifted on the bed, pushing down as much as she could, whimpering in need to feel Darla's fingers inside her.

Darla chuckled, moving her mouth to Willow's other breast, placing small kisses along her chest as she moved. She knew what the redhead wanted, could smell the thick arousal in the air. She took the other rosy nipple into her mouth, keeping her fingers moving in a teasing gesture between Willow's legs. She wanted this to be perfect. Their coupling the night before had been mere foreplay. This, this was going to be a true bond. And she wanted Willow to beg for it. She heard the soft whimper, closing her eyes as she began to suck on Willow's hard nipple. Her nose rested against Willow's sweaty skin, the unique scent of the girl flooding her mind. Abruptly, Darla sat up, her mouth freeing Willow's breast as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. She willed her demon down, taking several unneeded breaths before facing Willow. She smiled slowly as she looked over the panting redhead, seeing the passion filled eyes, the sweaty sheen on her flesh, the heaving breasts and the obvious wetness dripping from the reddish brown curls between her thighs. "What do you want, Willow?"

Willow was surprised by the question. She felt an ache in her stomach, her entire body seemed to be on fire and Darla wanted to talk? "I don't know."

"Tell me what you want, little girl," Darla asked, moving her fingers down Willow's flat stomach and circling the belly button with one tip.

"I want," Willow moaned as Darla caressed her stomach. "I want you."

"What do you want me to do?" she asked, leaning over and running her tongue along the belly button her fingers had been teasing.

"Everything, anything," Willow whispered, knowing it was true. Blue eyes caught hers as Darla ran her tongue up her rib cage and up the valley between her breasts before claiming her lips in a deep kiss.

Darla kissed Willow, making love to the girl's mouth but keeping her hands off of the redhead. Her own nipples strained against the fabric of her white shirt and she could feel her juices coating her own cunt. She pulled back when she remembered that Willow had to breathe. She stood, her eyes still on Willow's. She slowly began to unbutton her shirt, almost sighing in satisfaction as the material moved away from her breasts, the cool air caressing her nipples. She saw Willow's eyes move away from her own, looking shyly over her now bare chest. Darla smiled at the girl's obvious innocence, wondering what she had done to deserve such a tasty little treat. This girl was going to be hers forever, she decided. There would be no breaking the bond, no freedom given decades in the future. She had made that mistake, allowing her favorite childe his freedom. True, she had pushed him away, but still, it had been what he wanted. Willow would not be going anywhere.

Willow studied Darla's full breasts and licked her lips. This was the first time she had seen her lover naked. Hell, it was the first time she had seen anyone naked. She saw that Darla's breasts were bigger than hers, the nipples a rosy shade of pink, just a bit darker than her own. Darla's skin was pale and smooth, no freckles or blemishes marring its surface. Willow watched as Darla unfastened the buttons holding the pleated skirt in place. Soon, it slid down Darla's legs and pooled into a pile of plaid. Darla stood in front of her nude, the perfection of the other woman making Willow have doubts. How could someone so beautiful want someone like her? She was plain and ordinary.

"Don't," Darla cautioned, seeing the girl's thoughts in her expressive eyes. How could someone so beautiful and intelligent be so lacking in self esteem?

"I just don't understand," Willow said, her arms crossing over her breasts.

"Move your arms," Darla said, her voice sharp. "You are beautiful. One of the most innocent, beautiful people that I've ever seen. Your soul reflects in your eyes, did you know that? If I look deep enough, I can see the very essence of your soul."

"You can?" Willow whispered, listening to Darla's words and strangely believing them. To Darla, she was beautiful.

"The arms," Darla said, annoyed she had had to repeat herself. "If you don't move them, I'll tie them above your head."

Willow moved her arms, knowing that Darla was not lying. She watched as Darla slowly smiled, sitting back on the bed. Cool hands gentle kneaded her breasts.

"So beautiful," Darla said softly. "You know what this means, don't you?"

"That I'm yours?" Willow asked.

Darla smiled, "That you're mine. Forever mine. Nothing will change that, sweet Willow. You'll always be mine."

"Forever?" Willow whispered, seeing that Darla truly did seem to mean forever. She couldn't even really say what she had planned for next week, much less forever.

"It doesn't really matter, you know," Darla said, moving her hand down Willow's stomach and brushing against the wet curls. "Nothing will change it. I want you, you'll be mine."

"I am yours," Willow said, knowing it was true.

"I know," Darla said, "and I am yours."

"Forever?" Willow asked, wondering why she was so happy at the idea that this woman wanted her. Why the thought that being wanted for eternity was such a tantalizing prospect. Why she suddenly felt more loved than she ever had even though that word had not been mentioned.

"Forever," Darla said, crawling down Willow's body and leaning down, running her tongue over the dripping cunt lips. She listened to Willow's gasp of obvious pleasure and smiled, moving her body over Willow's leg, rubbing her own dripping cunt along the smooth warm flesh of the redhead's leg. It did not long for Willow to begin moaning as she arched against Darla's face. Darla waited until she heard Willow's obvious cries of release before she let her demon come forward. She moved up Willow's panting body and sunk her teeth into Willow's neck deeply, hearing Willow's cry of pain as the redhead's fingers dug into her back. Darla groaned as she felt the rush of Willow's blood into her mouth, the taste intoxicating as she drank from her mate. Darla could feel the moment when she had taken enough. She pulled back, blood on her lips as she claimed Willow's mouth, sharing the taste of the girl's juices mixed with her own blood. Darla lifted her head, catching Willow's eyes and smiling. She bit into her wrist, letting a few drops of stolen blood drip out before she pushed it against Willow's lips.

"Drink," she whispered softly, urging her mate to taste her. "You aren't dead. I haven't claimed you as my childe, yet. This is just a promise of what is to come. A bond between us until it is time for you to join me in death."

Willow felt the blood against her lips, but she kept her mouth closed. She couldn't drink blood. She wasn't a monster. Her neck hurt and she felt a nervous energy in her lower stomach. She could feel the tears in her eyes from the pain of Darla's bite, much more painful that she had expected. She had assumed it would be another bite to her thigh, another mark to scar her as the other had. But, no, this one was on her neck. Deep from the feel of it. She looked into Darla's eyes, surprised by the possessiveness and deep emotion she saw in those hypnotic blue eyes. Without realizing it, she opened her mouth and began to lick, watching as Darla moaned from her action.

Darla moved her free hand down between her legs, forcing three fingers roughly into her wet cunt as Willow tentatively licked the blood from her wrist. She heard the soft sucking as Willow began to drink the slow flow of blood, the sound adding to her arousal. Soon, she felt herself tighten as she came, her eyes still caught by Willow's. She smiled as she whispered, "Forever, hon."