Strange Bedfellows (closed for silvertongue217)

He hit hte wall and growled but once again let it go. Instead picking him self up and watching her as she pulled a robe over her naked body. She sat down and began strumming her guitar so Damian decided to simply fold his arms and lean against the wall and watch her for a few seconds.

"you know damn well what pull im talking about" He told her making a pointed look down at the bulge throbbing in his pants "I know you felt it to on the dance floor maybe even now i dont know if its sexual based or just some sort of fatal attraction bull shit but it seems pretty obvious some thing is there"

"So no bull shit you show me mine and i show you yours" He said his hands going down to the waistband of his boxers shorts and teasing them down so she could see the V of his hips "If you cant already see it then i guess i should make it more obvious" He said dropping his pants his hard throbbing cock bursting out and bobbing from his action.
 
Everything was going in slow motion. She opened her mouth to question him about what happened on the dance floor, felt herself standing as he pushed down his boxers. Her teeth came down again as her robe slipped open and she took a step forward.

"So no bull shit you show me mine and i show you yours"

Those words snapped something in her brain and everything went back to normal. A low growl rumbled up from her chest as she sized him up. The threat of being someone else's possession made his thick erection all too easy to ignore. "Who the fuck do you think you are puppy? Breaking into my place making demands talking all types of bullshit about pulls and electricity. You don't mean shit to me asshole."

Even as she said it Bri knew it wasn't true but she couldn't allow herself to be guided by someone else anymore. This was her life. The last few hundred years belonged to someone else but that time was over and she was not going back, regardless of what some drunken werewolf said. She didn't look at him as she left her bedroom heading straight for the front door and threw it open. "We can go easy or hard...but you will go," she said, the last with a sniff that flared her nostrils wide as she rolled her shoulders.

She'd heard stories of wolves in heat doing crazy things and with the full moon still out, there was no telling what Damian might do. Sombria clenched her fist and glances up at the mace above the door, her boots just inside it. If he charged her Guerra would meet him to give him his end.
 
He watched, watched as she composed her self after being exposed to his cock. To her credit she recovered quickly almost enough for him not to have seen it. Instead she choose to react to the words drawing on some ancient grudge or feeling. She clearly didn’t like the thought of being ANY ONES property and he could clearly see the rage building in her eyes.

He pulled his pants up quickly the moment having passed between them. He could still feel it the connection and the electricity but he was more aware of the fact that he was in a room exposing himself to an elder vampire. He winced at her words and raised his hands.

“I’m sorry you took such offense to my words” He said looking her in the eye “but I know you feel the connection as well and the electricity even if you want to deny it but I apologize for entering your domain like this and encroaching on your territory”

He got up moving past her being very careful but even then he could resist touching their hips together and pausing at the door.

“Join me for a drink some time” He said softly his eyes locking with hers.
 
Sombria stepped back when Damian came to stand in the doorway. She didn't trust herself to touch him, to be so close in general. Nor did she speak as she used the door to usher him out. But even as she pushed him away, Bri felt the pull he spoke of, her body tingled where he'd touched her.

"What the fuck is this," she growled as she set the bar across her door but she couldn't pull herself away from it. There was something going on, something she couldn't understand and she hated the feeling.

Confusion ran her life before, leading her to become Father's fiercest warrior. There was a time when she found comfort in not knowing, in her ignorance, but that all changed when are looked into the face of the one who made her. Listened as he recounted the taking of her village as if it were some noble battle and looked at her with pride in his eyes. "You owe me thanks brother for without me you would not have your precious little dark one," he'd said to Father moments before she launched herself across the table. It was in his blood. She saw it all and the memory of her past life came back to her in a flood of savagery as she drained him dry. By all accounts she should have been killed, chained up to greet the morning sun and she would have been if not for Father's intervention. Instead Sombria was sentenced to 20 years confinement and upon her release was challenged to a duel by the eldest son of her maker. Guerra readily accepted and took great pleasure in taking his life with her bare hands, leaving only Kiefer to continue the Seiva line. But he had already left court by then, displeased with her sentence, and was living a modest life outside of court.

Upon her release, he sought her out and began to share with her the truth of their species. The clans were not the end all be all. It was possible to have a life without them but it was hard work and it took her years, decades, to garner the courage to leave. She felt empowered and terrified those first few days but now six months later she'd reached a glorious monotony.

Until tonight when a certain werewolf found his way into her bedroom. All of a sudden Sombria Guerra was confused again. And terrified. Lucky for him she was too exhausted to dwell on it. After a quick stop at the fridge, Sombria curled up with a fresh bag and was barely finished before she drifted off.
 
He heard the door slam shut behind him and turned starring at it for a few seconds before sighing. He went up the stairs quickly blinking at the sun beginning to peek over the horizon. He stripped down until he was naked and flopped onto his bed tossing and turning as he tried to get the thought of her out of his mind and system.

But she refused to be so kind

He didnt know what it was about her or their connection but no matter how he tried she haunted his dreams. She beckoned him with one finger and they moved as one dancing, fucking, and making love in a weird montage of images. In his dreams he was happy blissfully in love even.

With her

He awoke eight hours later groaning and with a rock hard erection. He thought about masterbating to her but then realized she would know if he was which was awkward to say the least. Instead he got up padding over to his bathroom and turning the hot water on. He fucked his head in first and shook it before getting in letting the water pound his sore muscles as he began to wash himself.
 
It was well after dark when Bri finally dragged herself out of bed. She didn't sleep well at all with dreams of the cocky, presumptuous, and disturbingly hot werewolf from upstairs. She cursed herself for even entertaining the idea of going out. Cursed Keifer for taking her to that bar. She had no business socializing, the world was still too new and she clearly wasn't ready.

But fuck he was hot. The way they moved together, the easy way he made her laugh, the fact that he was completely oblivious to who she was before did nothing to ease her befuddled mind. Then there was that awful feeling in the pit of her stomach and the stupid grin that kept coming to her lips when she wasn't forcing a scowl. Something had to give, and she was done hiding in her apartment.

Bri pulled on a pair of torn jeans and a tank top before she stepped into her boots. "Get it together Bri," she mumbled to herself as she flung the door open and bound up the stairs. She didn't give herself a chance to back out, giving the door a few hard knocks before she even set foot to his doormat. She glanced down at it and chuckled as she read it aloud. "Beware of the dog...that's an understatement."
 
Damien was drying off when he heard the knock on the door. He paused at hte door way of his bathroom in the middle of drying off his hair. He hadnt bothered to put on any clothes so he was still nude a few stray beads of water running down his body.

"Why are you here" He thought ot himself sniffing the air and sensing who was at his door. He debated dressing before shrugging and dropping his towel on the floor. He walked over to the door quickly trying to keep his heart from racing as he opened the door.

"Yes?" He said putting one arm up on the top of the door way and leaning back naked "can i help you?" He asked eyeing her up and down smiling slightly as he licked his lips.
 
Sombria rolled her eyes at his posture. Well rested and in sober state, she was in complete control of her impulses and was unimpressed by his nudity. That didn't mean she didn't look, but there wasn't nearly as much interest as there was the night before. "I just wanted to clear the air...about last night," she said, meeting his eyes and holding his gaze. "Wrong as you were, I'd rather not slip back into my old ways. I've found a life free of confrontation suits and I'd like to keep it that way. So if you promise not to sneak into my place again, I promise not to wait for you to come out of yours," she said with as she ran her tongue across her teeth. She gave him another appraising look and let out a quiet "humph" before left him in his doorway.

Bri didn't wait for his response. She said her piece and that's all that mattered to her. The pass Damian received the night before would not be extended, if he crossed the line again her conscious would be clear.

Back in her place, she set the human locks and flopped down on her ratty sofa to finish the second season of the American version of Being Human while she absently strummed her guitar. It was still early, a little before 7, and she planned on spending her night doing absolutely nothing.
 
She left before he could say any thing else on the matter cutting him off before he could say any thing. He watched her go out the door and closed his eyes using his senses to follow her as she went down the staircase and back into her apartment below his.

"you know" he said not bothering to talk loudly as he saw her settling in for the night "contrary to what you think I did not go into your house last night to fight" He reminded her pulling on his boxers and flopping down on his couch

"I wanted you and was drawn to you and even if you want to deny the attraction I know you felt it to .... so i guess i cant promise you it wont happen again because it would seem once i catch the scent and the moons out in full force the instinct takes over but i can promise to respect your space even if space is the furthest thing from my mind when it comes to you" he told her tipping his head back and breathing in her lingering scent.

"Care to join me for the evening?" He asked his voice taking on a teasing hilt "plenty of roooooom" he sing songed
 
Bri rolled her eyes as she listened to Damian explanation, pacing the floor beneath him. Whether she recognized it our not, she followed his path below, almost as if she were stalking him and her body responded accordingly. Nipples hardened and pressed through the thin fabric of her tank top. Black rimmed gray irises elongated as her nostrils flared to take in his scent that still lingered in her tiny apartment.

"What could it hurt," she thought to herself, not wanting him to overhear. If nothing else, he might offer a respite from the loneliness that had become almost suffocating. Damian understood her on a level that no human could and that alone allowed her answer him.

"I'd feel more comfortable in my own place," she said calmly as she glanced around her place. It wasn't spic-and-span but Sombria wasn't one to be bothered by appearances. She did kick a few things out of sight and tucked away the blood bag receptacle she had in her living room. "But no funny business," she warned as she opened the door, knowing that he wouldn't deny her invitation.
 
"fair enough" Damian said shrugging his shoulders he didnt bother to pull on a shirt instead sliding on some loose fitting jeans before stepping out of his apartment and closing the door behind him. He bounded down the stairs quickly trying not to pay any attention to his quickening pulse as he thought about spending the evening with her. The pull seemed to get stronger hte more he contemplated her. His want... no need for her seemed to throb deep inside of him coming from the very core of who he was. He still didnt understand it... hell he couldn't even tell if it was love or lust but whatever it was it was very much a part of him.

He finally reached her door and came in closing it behind him and tossing the beer he brought for her to her.

"Got you a drink" he said trying his best not to crack a big ass smile even though his energy was pretty evident "so what do you want to do for the evening" he said scenting the smell of blood but ignoring it. He went over to her couch and flopped down on it stretching his muscles rippling as he looked over at her.
 
"Sure make yourself at home," she said with a smirk as she watched him stretch out on her sofa. Sombria wasn't interested in the beer and set it down on the counter as she passed to close and lock the door.

Her eyes went to her mace on instinct as her hackles raised at the presence of a wolf in her space, but Damian seemingly relaxed demeanor put her slightly at ease. Sombria knew he wasn't looking for a fight but she also wasn't entirely sure of his intentions. She didn't want to speculate, nor did she want to pry but they weren't going to sit in her place in awkward silence.

"So let's put our cards on the table shall me," she said as she sat down on the other end of the couch and scooped up her guitar. As she plucked out "Painted Black", Sombria told the concise version of how she came to be living in the apartment block outside of clan rule. She didn't gloss over any details but spared him any stories of slaughter to his brethren.

"It's been decades since I've had any part in a raid so I doubt you'd no anyone who died by my sword," she offered as consolation. "The most recent notched are from mostly self-defense. I've made a few enemies but it seems you're kind has gotten the message that I want to be left alone. So that's my deal...what's yours?" She asked without looking at him as she continued to strum.
 
He didnt say any thing as she laid her history out for him to see. He knew there had to have been more to the story (there usually was when it came to vampires) but he didnt doubt either that she was being entirely honest with him. He knew from the moment he laid eyes on her that she was a force to be reckoned with. She was old and screamed power, screamed it in a way that most of her kind didnt.

And it only made her all the more desirable in his eyes

He leaned back taking a long sip of his beer as he regarded he.

"Thank you for sharing" he said leaning in again his nimble fingers dancing on her coffee table in time with her strings "I suppose I should share"

And he did giving her his history. It was by no means as long and or as bloody as hers but he was proud of it. He told her of his changing and his quest to become the best fighter, he told her of his history with the two waring clans in his park and the battles he took place in, but mostly he talked about himself and the forest before he finally got on the subject of his exile.

"And so i am here" he said gesturing at his apartment "my time out or jail whichever you wish to call it"
 
"So we're both outlaws then," she said with a chuckle then shift her eyes at him before she started to play a different song. He might have been generations younger than her but she was certain he would recognize the chord progression. But just in case he didn't she added in, "We did a bad bad thing...We did a bad bad thing," before she gave her guitar as slap and spun it onto the stand beside the sofa.

Sombria lean back against the couch, her eyes on the beer Damian brought her a moment before he shift them over to him. "Sounds like you want to go back. Can't say I blame you. You guys aren't built for city life," she said as she got up to retrieve the beer and sat back down. A little closer this time. Close enough to feel the immense heat he gave off, but Bri wasn't that concerned about it anymore. He wasn't some rogue wolf or a plant, but that made him by no means safe. Still, she felt comfortable enough to let her guard down a little. "Not saying it's beyond you just that...ummm...caged animal for lack of better words," she offered with a shrug. "The cheap carpet in this place must be killing you," she added with a smile as she drained her beer and tossed the bottle into the can across the room.
 
"Dont even get me started about the carpet" He murmured smiling at her and the fact she was opening up and scooting towards him. A part of him wanted to grab her and bring her close but he decided not ot instead tossing his beer perfectly into the trash can.

"I can go as far as the edge of the golden gate bridge" he said pointing out the window "other than that I'm stuck here i go out to a scrap yard and breathe in the dirt but thats about as far as i can get" He said shaking his head and leaning back stretching out his fingers.

"I do want to go back but i dont know for a while I havent felt the pull so much its been replaced with you" he admitted his dark eyes tinged with lust as he assessed her "I have never felt any thing like it to be honest"
 
"I'm trying to ignore it," she mumbled under her breath before she realized that would mean nothing to the wolf beside her. But Sombria wasn't one to back pedal, so she took a deep breath, shaking her head as she ran a hand over her face. "I've never felt anything like this...and I'm not big on feeling in general."

Bri took another deep breath and shift her eyes to Damian, a small smiling playing at the corners of her mouth. "That was the one thing I liked about being a vamp...being able to detach from all that but now. I don't know what it is about you but I've been feeling kind of out of sorts since you moved in."

And it wasn't just because he was a wolf either, her supposed sworn enemy. There was something more to the way her body responded to his scent in the air. Her ears seemed especially attuned to the sounds he made above her. Usually she simply drowned out the ambient noise of humanity but there was no doing that with Damian. Sombria heard every phone call, every muttering, all of it in surround sound. She'd contemplated soundproofing her place but knew it would do her no good. He was inside her before they even met and now that they had, there was no way she could get him out now. So she gave in.

"Try it again...maybe I'll react better if you aren't skulking around my place while I'm incapacitated."
 
He blinked opening his mouth to ask her if he was serious.

“what are you doing you idiot” he thought to himself before the words could come out “don’t give her a chance to question it!”

He instead scooted towards her raising his hands to show her he wasn’t going to attack her. He leaned in running his nose across her neck slowly and breathing her in. Her scent hit him the heady slightly bad scent that attracted him to her and moaned feeling his body respond. Electricity shot through him from the point her scent hit him all the way down to his cock which throbbed in response. His hands slowly went to her running down her legs for a second before he grabbed her and pulled her into his lap.


He leaned up his lips finally touching hers softly brushing at first before he kissed her again more firmly. His hands went to her back gripping her shirt moaning into her mouth as he kissed her deeply. Her taste sent his heart beating erratically and suddenly he couldn’t get enough…. He needed her needed her in a bad way he had never needed any one before. He continued to kiss her his tongue going into her mouth claiming it as he kissed her with passion.
 
Her first instinct was to push him away, to fight. Sombria felt her hackles raise as Damian moved in closer, his hands raised in a defensive posture. That made her smile and she felt herself laughing outright as he ran his nose along her neck, the gentle touch sending pleasant shivers down her spine. She'd seen the move before from pack wolves and thought it silly, but now she understood. His closeness sent a jolt through her, his scent in her nose relaxed her body into his. And when Damian yanked her into his lap, Bri went willingly.

A growl rumbled up from her chest when their lips finally met. Tentatively at first, but the longer they kissed the more intense everything became. His scent. His body heat. It all threatened to drive her to frenzy. Her back arched as he pulled her close and Bri maneuvered easily in his lap to wrap her legs around his waist.

"Off," she growled as he pulled at her shirt, but just in case he was unsure of what she meant, Sombria tore it down the front. She wiggled her arms free but the tattered mess of cotton still clung to her waist. It was no matter, her breast were free and she pressed them to Damian's broad chest.

Her skin was on fire from his touch but she could not pull away. As much a she hated feeling, she couldn't deny the pleasure that heat brought to her everything. Before she could think about it, her hands were at his jeans, tugging the fly open. Sombria moaned as she took his length in her hand and gripped his shaft.

Once she got him in her hands, there was no turning back. Sombria moved out of his lap in a blur, her own jeans and the rest of her shirt tossed to the side before she grabbed him around the throat and pulled him down on top of her. The coffee table crashed to the ground beside her but it didn't matter.

"Inside me...Now!"
 
It appeared it affected her the same way

He could tell at first she was fighting her old fight or flight instincts. He also felt it even more so when he finally began to run his nose along her neck. This was after all a vampire who should by all accounts be his mortal enemy. Yet even with the fight instinct coursing through him the desire, the need for her was the stronger of the two.

And all it took was a kiss for her to feel it as well

He groaned when her cool breast breast against his fiery chest. The conflicting temperatures only further enticed him. He couldnt get enough of her body his hands crawling every where over her as he pulled her tighter against his frame. She was just as eager her hands finding his cock and stroking it in a way that made his entire body shudder as he kissed and all but shoved his tongue down her throat.

Suddenly they were on the floor and she was naked all but demanding him to fill her with his hard thick cock. Damien growled and nipped at her neck kissing down her chest and pulling one of her nipples into his mouth. His hands went down tearing his jeans off revealing and finally freeing his hard cock at the same time he brought his hips forward and slammed it into her.

Oh fuck she felt good

"oh fuck you feel like heaven" Damien growled picking her up arching his hips to fill her completely. She was impaled on his cock and he bounced her up and down a large moan tearing out of his throat as they stood and fucked.
 
Sombria saw stars as he filled her with his cock. With his hand gripping her hips, she slipped her legs up on his shoulder and locked her ankles behind his neck. Pulling him forward, she rolled back onto her shoulders so he was almost squatting above her. At this angle Bri could feel all of him, every throbbing inch and it drove her wild.

"I don't know about heaven but fuck it feels so good," she gasped as she reached to lock her hands around his wrists. Using his arms for leverage, Sombria drove herself forward to meet his thrust. The force of her action was almost violent with her nails digging into his flesh. The sound of there bodies colliding was intense and only drowned out by the sounds of their animalistic grunts and growls.

"Fuck me wolf," she growled. So consumed with passion, Sombria felt her body shifting to it's most primal form. Teeth lengthened in her gums. Cheekbones sharpened and her irises elongated making them look almost cat like. "I'm no human...give it all to me Damian...I can take it..."
 
"trust me darling" he whispered into her ear his tongue flicking out to tease the lobe as he followed her movement and positioning "a girl like you I would never hold my true self back from"

He ran his hands down her body his fingers flicking over her nipples and giving them a tug for good measure. He grunted lifting himself up so that her head was slightly off the ground. He panted from the pleasure rocking his hips thrusting himself deep inside of her as his hands went to her ass to hold her steady and in the position.

Then he began to drive into her

Hard powerful thrust that used every bit of his supernaturally enhanced muscles. He growled the sound of his balls slapping against her bare skin keeping him going. He focused on the pleasure the feel of the sweetest pussy he had ever experienced wrapped around his cock as he fucked her good and hard.

"Oh fuck yes oh fuck yes" he repeated over and over again growling softly.
 
Damian wasn't Sombria's first wolf. She had many interspecies partner in her exile but he was the first who seemed unhindered by their differences. The other wolves she'd been with always held back a little, keeping their necks at bay, wary of her even with their cocks buried inside her. But not Damian, he went at her unabashedly and she loved every bit. Even has her teeth set and eyes took on their cat-like sharpness, he did not flinch. Never breaking the rhythm of his powerful thrusts.

"Fuck yes is right," she moaned as she let go his arms and pushed her arms back over head and lifted herself up. Her body bowed before him as she wrapped her legs around his waist, riding him with her torso completely off the ground.

Pace he set would be punishing to a human but to Sombria it was perfect. Raw. Primal. Just the way she liked it. The way she needed it. Her whole body trembled and her nipples were as hard as diamonds as he pushed her to orgasm.

"I'm gonna...fuck you gotta let me down...I'm gonna cum...I might...fuck Damian don't stop...but I might...holy shit...holy shit." Bri could barely get the words out but he needed to be warned of the what his passion might bring. She didn't want to lose control but it was inevitable in moments like these. She'd killed many a good partner this way and she wanted to keep Damian around for a little while, so she pushed him off her.

Sombria unwind her legs from around his waist and pushed him back with her feet before she kicked her legs over her head, rotating her body midway through so she landed with her back to him. "Like this," she growled as she tossed the coffee table to the side and kneel down with her face buried in the couch. "Now wolf...make me cum!"
 
He was so lost in their hot rough fucking when she pulled away he was momentarily surprised. She had said so!me thing about cuming had she not? He couldn't be sure their sexual coupling was slightly haze to him as if he was viewing it as a drug. It was raw and primal a coupling of Twp feral creatures and am explosion of sexual tension.

She was pushing the remains of the coffee table away thrusting her ass into the air and begging him to make her cum

"Domnt Ned to ask !e twice" he growled picking him self up shaking his head as he scooted over to her. He grabbed the head of his cock pointing it at her puckered hole.he slammed back in grunting in pleasure as he filled her once more.

"Fuck oh fuck" he said swearing as he trusted his cock back into her. His hands went to her hips keeping her in place as he began fuckoimg her again with gusto. The couch gropaned in response.
 
Sombria grabbed his hands as soon as Damian bottomed out, pulling his arms to wrap tightly around her body. "Hold me tight," she moaned as her hips rocked against his, driving him deeper with each savage thrust. "Don't let me go...don't let me go," she growled as her body began to tremble again.

They hadn't even missed a beat. As soon as he was back inside her, Sombria was quickly working her way back towards climax. And her body told of the unbridled passion coursing through her. Fingers blackened and grew into talons, eyes became shiny black orbs in her head. If he looked at her now, there would be no mistaking her true nature as she reach forward to grip the back of the couch, if only to give herself something to hold onto.

"Fuuuuuuuuck," came out in a guttural growl as Bri came closer and closer to the edge. She drove herself backwards, harder and faster, her hips becoming a blur as she moved but she was too close to stop. "Harder," she growled, but even she couldn't miss the beg in her tone as she threw her head back to rest against his chest, being careful to keep her maw away from his flesh.
 
"thats it baby thats fucking it" He growled his hands easily wrapping around her body. The muscles flexed as the air on his arms began to lengthen becoming more like fur as he to let loose. His eyes grew wolf like and his teeth began to morph into that of a canine's.

But he didnt stop

"Oh Fuck!" He growled once more his own balls twitching as he felt him self getting closer and closer to the edge. He could feel her own orgasm rapidly approaching as if they both had a direct line to the others pleasure point. He felt her head push against his chest and he leaned down breathing in her scent directly form the source as he felt himself begining to slip over the edge.

"Oh fuck you better cum!" He snapped thrusting in and out harder and faster as the couch legs broke. He planted his feet using the leverage to keep them up just as he felt him self go over the edge. His hips began to blur as he increased his pace large moans tearing out of his mouth as he felt his cock twitching. His cum burst seconds later. He continued to thrust in and out his cum flowing into her filling her with every thrust and push.
 
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