bitemeberry:

When she had been told that the intercourse between two mates was absolutely incredible, and blew sex with anyone else completely out of the water, Rachel had completely underestimated it. Completely underestimated just how truly amazing and explosive and powerful that sex with a vampire’s mate truly was. Rachel had plenty of sexual experience under her belt (she almost snorted in amusement in that, but now was certainly not the time  for such behavior as laughing at an inner joke) but never had simply grinding and kissing another person been so earth-shatteringly pleasurable. She could feel the pleasure burning and exploding throughout every nook and cranny of her body; as though she had been set on fire from the inside. It was as though the pleasure she had felt in previous sexual encounters had been quadrupled in intensity; making her whole body quiver and shake with head to toe at the power behind it.

Rachel couldn’t help but smirk softly at Jesse’s response to her touching his throbbing member; and she couldn’t help but apply just slightly more pressure while her hand continued with it’s motions. “God, Jesse….” Rachel panted against his lips, softly nibbling on the bottom one. “You feel so good.” Was the last moaned-out part of her sentence, as her hand eagerly slipped past the waistband of his boxers and gently grasped his length; whining softly in excitement at just how arousing it was to feel his hard member in her comparatively tiny hand.

Rachel let out a soft gasp of surprise as she felt Jesse’s hand immediately sneak underneath her skirt; but then moaned at the feel of his fingers caressing her cloth-covered core. Rachel whined desperately, the pleasure she was feeling making her see stars and buck desperately against his fingers; trying to push the extremities harder against her soaking wet core. “Jesse…” Rachel whined pitifully, clenching her eyes shut while continuing to buck her hips against his hand; all the while making sure to not discontinue her hands motions against his own length. “Oh god, please, please, please…” She begged in a soft whimper, trailing soft kisses down his neck in order to emphasize her pleads.

As she gently nipped upon his skin, Rachel immediately felt Jesse tense up - immediately knowing that he was scared and uncomfortable by these actions. Guilt crashed through Rachel hard, and she was about to apologize multiple times for being so stupid and insensitive, when she realized that Jesse would not like that at all. Instead, she placed a gentle kiss against his throat; hoping that he would sense her apology in that physical touch, and not be all that upset with her. Rachel shifted slightly, so that she could fist a handful of Jesse’s hair with her free hand, and smash their lips back together; her tongue immediately darting out in order to slip into Jesse’s mouth when the opportunity presented itself.

At this point in time, Jesse knew pretty much absolutely squat about vampires and most of what he thought he had known he could probably chalk up to being anti-vampire propaganda, even before he himself had became a vampire. This of course meant he didn’t know a damn thing about the fact that sex with a vampire’s own mate was so very amazing. All he knew in this instant was that his senses were practically being overloaded and that even full-out sex in the past had never felt like just grinding against Rachel did. Even in his highly lust-filled brain, Jesse could recognize that something was going on here, but at the moment he didn’t really care about the how or the why. He wasn’t even thankful that this felt so amazingly good, but only because such complex thoughts were escaping him at the very moment. All he was truly aware of was Rachel, his cock, Rachel, and how so very sexy she was, especially as his hand made contact with her oh-so deliciously wet core.

Jesse moaned loudly in response to Rachel applying more pressure against his manhood, which was already achingly hard and straining rather painfully in the confines of his pants. Any thoughts of discomfort however were rather brutally murdered in their tracks however as Rachel’s hand so eagerly slipped into the waistband of his boxers and grasped his erection. His hips immediately bucked up hard against her bare hand, his eyes rolling into their sockets as he loudly mewled again, his hand tightening its grip on the back of her head as he  continued to grind himself into her hand.

The sounds and pleas Rachel was making was sending Jesse absolutely insane, not to mention along with the rest of their activities bringing his penis to a whole new level of hardness previously unreached before. As amazing as this was though, as so far beyond any sex he’s ever had before, as much joy as he was getting from her hand and her wetness against his fingers, it was far from enough. Jesse desperately needed more, but before he could get a plea of his own out, he felt those teeth scrap against his neck and instinctively frozen up, which he regretted as soon as he realized he had done it. Hoping that it would convey that everything was okay, he had proceeded to bare his throat to Rachel. He had thought for a brief second that it had worked as Rachel placed a kiss against his throat, but soon she was shifting and meshing their lips together once again.

Guilt quickly rose up within him, through the pleasures of her lips against his own and her bare hand working so incredibly amazing against his achingly hard length. A whine of discontent left him as he firmly kissed Rachel back before breaking the kiss, albeit reluctantly. Using the grip he has on the back of her head due to his hand being tangled in her hair he urged her head down, back to his neck, as he once again bared his throat to her in open invitation. “It’s okay, Rachel,” Jesse then began, his words coming out in heavy pants, his tongue darting out quickly to moisten his lips. Instead of saying exactly what he was thinking, he repeated himself. “It’s okay.” What Jesse truly meant however was ‘I trust you’ but like a lot of things, he wasn’t ready to express that sentiment in words, not yet. This was the best he could do right now.

It was at about this point in time that Jesse realized his fingers were still motionless against Rachel’s core, having not moved even half an inch since he had frozen up. A new wave of guilt hit him and he quickly pushed aside Rachel’s panties, just enough to sink his fingers into her soaking wet folds. Jesse didn’t waste any time whatsoever as he immediately shoved two of his fingers into Rachel’s opening, placing his thumb over her clit in order to play with it as his fingers begin with thrust in and out of her, sometimes scissoring while inside of her and other times, once he had located it rather quickly, rubbing against that one special spot within her.