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Bone tired and relieved, I resumed washing his body, just as his hands never left my body. Sometimes he held onto my waist, occasionally drifting to caress my face with his wet hands. More than once he simply pressed his soft lips against my forehead. It had been a day of fear and terror and each time we touched, it was if a part of our bond mysteriously repaired itself.

"I love you, Josephine," he murmured. He gripped my arms tightly, as if I would disappear at any moment.

“And I love you.” I kissed him softly, craving the closeness as much as he was. His mouth was hungry against mine, insatiable and powerful. Our teeth clicked in his haste to consume me and I let him take what he needed from me. Fisting his hair, I felt his cock stir between us. Reaching down, I guided him inside of me. I let out a low moan of pleasure, never taking my eyes off him for a second as I impaled myself on him until we were completely joined.

His hands started their roaming anew, beginning with my ass, slowly kneading it at the same time that he moved me over him. My whole body trembled with ecstasy as he started moving his hands forward, holding on to the tops of my thighs, one lone thumb finding my clit and rubbing circles lightly around it. Throwing my head back, I ran my hands from his shoulders down to his chest. My fingertips skimmed over his muscles, taking his nipples between my fingers, twisting and pulling until he growled out with want. My head flew forward to seek out his mouth, enjoying every rumble he uttered afterwards.

I picked up the pace of our lovemaking and pulled away from our kiss. Stefan moved his hands to my sensitive breasts, pressing them together so he could run the tip of his tongue back and forth over my nipples. Groaning loudly at the new sensation, my hips ground against him at the same time he raised his hips, plunging deeper.

"It's never going to be enough, is it?" I moaned, moving my hands to his shoulders for leverage, enjoying the feel of his powerful muscles under my fingers.

"Never." Stefan smiled seductively. I increased my pace and he raised his hips to meet my frenzied speed. We repeated the motion over and over. Every time we met, my cries of pleasure filled the room until the rhythm of sound and motion pushed me over the edge into one long howl of completion. As I fell over the edge, he sank his fangs into my breast, coming at the same time my blood hit his tongue. He held me tightly, bucking the last few times, punctuating each thrust with a grunt at my chest.

Collapsing against him, I hugged his shoulders and brushed my lips across neck, feeling the uncontrollable urge to bite him. His skin ripped open under my teeth, his thick blood rushing into my mouth. He stiffened and pulsed again inside me again, bellowing out my name as I swallowed greedy mouthfuls of his blood. The wound began to heal and I kissed his neck with bloody kisses. Stefan's hands wound in my hair, pulling my head back slightly. A drop of his blood fell from my lips into the water, sinking to the bottom of the tub in a lazy ribbon of red.

"You are exquisite." He released my hair and ran his hands soothingly over my back. " Min gudinna. Min vän. Min älskare."

With those words, he crashed his mouth to my lips, wrapping his arms around my waist. I didn't hold anything back from him, returning his kiss like it was the sustenance I had been missing for months instead of hours.

As our frantic kiss continued, his blood pushed itself through my veins, forcing itself into every crevice of my body. I could feel it like it was its own being, melding with my own blood, changing me. My sluggish heart thumped frantically and my body stiffened against him.

“Josephine!” Stefan bellowed. He had us both out of the bathtub and had me wrapped in a towel in a blur of motion. He cradled me to him on the bed. “Talk to me. What is happening?”

My hands clutched at his forearms, my nails sinking into his flesh. My heart continued to beat out its frantic pace, my body seizing and pushing against him.

“I- I’m changing,” I stuttered. “I’m changing to be with you. You wanted me to take your life when you were human. Now you’ve given me yours.”

“Vackra, I did not want it to happen this way. Not like this, not now.” Stefan’s head fell against my breasts. His tears soaked my naked skin as he held me and sobbed.

“Wait for me. We will truly be equal soon,” I uttered, shaking against him. It was if my heart was fighting the last of the battle for me. It pounded out an impossibly fast rhythm until finally it pulsed a few final erratic beats until it sputtered and my heart ceased to beat.

My exhausted body could take no more. I went slack in his arms with the knowledge that when I awoke, nothing could tear us apart.

The End

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