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Kindred Passion

CHAPTER 5

Realizing this was one of the most intimate things she could think of, she took him deep again. Noticing that making love to him was making her own desire that much stronger. She quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes and straddled him. Allowing his erection to enter her, she released all her inhibitions and sent him deeper into her until their bodies met. Enjoying the feeling it created, Seanna lifted up and then drove herself onto him, gasping as she did so. Tariq grabbed her hips, "Seanna, stop. I don't want you to hurt yourself." She wiggled a little, "Habib it doesn't hurt. Help me, my love. It feels wonderful."

Tariq saw the look in her eyes, and knew she was close to her peak. Reaching between their bodies, he gently touched her nub. Seanna reared back, "Oh yes, please Habib." He responded, "Let go. Come for me, my love." Continuing to touch her, he watched as she reached the top, crying out. Coming down from her climax, Seanna collapsed on top of him. Kissing her sweaty brow, Tariq whispered, "You are truly amazing, my love. I'm glad I found you. Perhaps after you rest, we'll experiment some more." Knowing he had not yet found his release, Tariq was content to wait. He covered them with the blankets and fell asleep in front of the fire.

Toward dawn, Seanna woke, feeling chilled. The fire had burned down. Reaching out she took Tariq's shirt and put it on. Getting up, she went to put more wood on the fire. When she turned back, Tariq was watching her. He smiled, "I think that shirt looks better on you." Seanna looked down, it was short enough that it barely covered her. From his angle, she was sure Tariq could see everything. Tariq drew her down beside him, asking, "How are you feeling, Alia?" "Hot!" Seanna replied with a hint of deviltry in her eyes. "But what does "Alia' mean?" He smiled, "It means "exalted' and that's what I think of you. Now shall we have some more fun?" Seanna sighed, "Oh, yes please." Chuckling, Tariq said, "I think you're insatiable, my love."

Turning Seanna away from him, Tariq pulled her warm body against his, "I promised you that we'd experiment some more." Wrapping his arms around her, he caressed her abdomen, slowly moving his hands down her body. As his fingers brushed the curls at the junction of her thighs Seanna drew in a sharp breath, "Habib, what are you doing?" He replied, "Patience, my love. Just relax and enjoy," as he found her clit and began to touch it. Seanna wriggled back, closer to him. She felt his erection tucked along the crevice of her bottom.

He could hear her breathing change, becoming fast and shallow. "Habib, oh please, I need you inside me!" Tariq grinned, his lady really enjoyed love play with him. Moving his other hand to her opening, he plunged two fingers into her. "Mmmm, I like that. More please." He shook his head and thrust three of his fingers into her body, moving in a rhythm as old as time. "Habib, can I tell you what I want, even if it's dirty?" He answered, "What do you want, Seanna?" She said, "I want you to put your hand inside me, and fuck me until I come, then you to come inside me."

He tensed, "Seanna, I just can't do that. It would hurt you." "Dearest love," she responded. "You could never hurt me, if it is done with love. I want it hard and fast, to come so much I cry from it." He didn't want to, but it was what she wanted. "Promise me, you'll tell me if it hurts, Seanna," he begged her. Pressing his hand against her, she vowed, "I promise to tell you if it's too much for me." Trying to be gentle, Tariq worked his hand into her warm body. "Ooh, that's so tight." Letting her adjust to the intrusion, Tariq withdrew his hand, then plunged back into her. He could feel her begin to climax, her muscles clamping around his hand and arm. He thrust into her again. This time she flinched, and then grinned, "Love, if you get any deeper, you'll be shaking hands with your son." "Hasna, I'm sorry"" "Don't be, in fact, here comes another one," Seanna replied as her vaginal muscles contracted around him like a vise.

Tariq realized there was no way to pull from her until she relaxed. Gradually her muscled stopped spasming and he removed his hand. "Ple Hab Habib, I want you," she began to turn but he stopped her. Tariq put her on hands and knees, plunging into her with the force of his arousal. He gave himself to her hard and fast, as she wriggled against him. Plunging deeper, he pulled her upright, linking her arms around his neck. Tariq murmured in her ear, "Hold on lady, I'm going to give you what you want."

Gripping the front of her thighs, his fingers pressing against her sensitive flesh, Tariq drove into her warm body again and again. He could feel her coming until she was shaking with never-ending orgasms. With one final thrust, he emptied himself into her as she cried out with the force of their combined explosions, meeting her in the stars. Wilting, Seanna collapsed onto the blanket. "Wow! What an experience!" she gasped, trying to catch her breath. Lying beside her, Tariq began, "Seanna, did I hurt you?" Seanna caressed his face, "No, Habib, you didn't hurt me, but I might never recover from all those climaxes."

He held her close. Having never made love to an imaginative woman until Seanna, he wondered what she'd come up with next. "Seanna," he asked quietly, "what made you want to try that?" She responded, "I guess you could call it greed. When I felt your fingers inside me, I knew I wanted everything you could dish out, so I kept asking for more." He was concerned, "But love, didn't it hurt when it put my hand in you?" She smiled, "Yes Habib, it hurt a little, but it also felt very good. As your hand entered me, I could feel myself start to come. Over all, I thought I'd die from the pleasure you gave me."

Standing, Tariq lifted Seanna into his arms. "Where are we going," she asked? He said, "Upstairs." When they got there, he sat her on the bed. "I'll be right back." Going into the bathroom, Tariq began running warm water into the tub. Adding some bubbles, he returned to Seanna. Picking her up again, he took her into the bathroom and set her in the tub. Feeling confused, Seanna asked, "Habib, what's this all about?" He replied, "My love, this is about gentleness. We just had the roughest sex of "our' lives. Now it's time for a little pampering, so relax and enjoy it."

Getting into the tub with Seanna, Tariq shifted her until she was seated on his lap, lying against him. He had never felt so at peace. Nuzzling at her neck, he loved the scent of her but he couldn't place the fragrance. "Habib"please." He responded, "No, my love. Don't even ask me." She subsided, "Ok." He continued placing soft kisses along her neck, but refused to feed from her, which is what she wanted him to do.

"Habib," Seanna said, "What is it with us. We just finished making love and I want you all over again." Tariq glanced at her, "Are you sure? You should be sore by now." She answered, "Yes please." Tariq stated, "Seanna, if this is what you want, listen to me. I will make love to you, but it will be true lovemaking. Not the "fucking like bunnies' we just went through," and with that he picked her up and gently lowered her onto his straining erection. Moving easily, he made love to her with his body and his mouth. Adding a new twist, he linked to her mind so that each could sense what the other was feeling. Their minds entwined, it took just a short while to achieve an all-encompassing double climax.

As she relaxed against him, Tariq held her with his hands over their child. After a time, he discovered the water was getting cold. He stood and lifted the sleeping Seanna from the tub. Wrapping her in a big towel, Tariq laid her on the bed, covering her with the blankets. Returning, he drained the tub and dried off. He then went to find clean clothes. Looking through closets and chest, he figured Dumbledore had left them enough for at least a month. After dressing, it was time to think about food. Going downstairs, Tariq entered the kitchen. He began by raiding a bottle from the icebox and warming it. Sipping the cup of blood, Tariq began preparing Seanna breakfast, smiling as he remembered her remark to Achak about Vampyres cooking.

A "pop' came from behind. Without looking back, Tariq said, "Good morning, Albus. I thought you weren't coming for another two days." Albus smiled, "Tariq, I would really appreciate not having to talk to your back." Tariq turned, "What is it Albus?" He chuckled, "Not to worry, I'm only here to tell you that Raissa and Trey are camped nearby. If you need to go hunting, they will watch out for Seanna." Tariq nodded, "That's a relief. Albus will you do something for me?" Dumbledoeplieplied, "Anything within reason. What do you need?" Tariq looked at him very soberly, "I need a ring for Seanna, but it must be a very special ring." He drew a piece of paper from his pocket. "This is what I want, but am unable to get to a jeweler." Albus thought for a moment, "I thought you gave Seanna a ring." He answered, "I did, but this is an engagement ring. Last night Seanna agro mao marry me." The Headmaster nodded, "What do you want it made of?" Tariq thought about it, "I'd like it to be silver with the primary stone a dark amethyst."

Grinning at the young Vampyre, Albus took out his wand. With a few words and a wave of his wand, a beautiful ring appeared in Albus' hand. "One thing about this ring. I have placed an enchantment on it. The only person it will ever fit will be Seanna," he said as he handed it to Tariq. "One other thing, Bappyappy!" Tariq reached out and gave Albus a hug, "Thank you." Albus replied, "Remember to invite me to the wedding." And with a "pop' he was gone again.

Pocketing the ring, Tariq finished fixing breakfast. Carrying it up to the bedroom, he called to Seanna, "Wake up beautiful, it's breakfast time." Setting the tray down, he bent to kiss her. "Come on "Sleeping Beauty', my son is getting hungry." Snaking her arms around his neck, Seanna answered, "I'm hungry, but not for food." Tariq laughed, "Seanna, I think you've turned into a sex fiend." She giggled, "Nope. Just a love fiend, Habib. "Well, maybe you ought to let me have a break," he laughed again, "You're wearing me out." Seanna pouted, "Oh, very well. If I must." Tariq kissed her again. "Eat your breakfast and get dressed, I'll be downstairs," and he left before Seanna could con him back into the bed.

Considering Seanna's behaviour, he decided to seek a little advice. Mind sending, he reached Muirinn. "Sibeal.' "Tariq? Are you all right?' With a mental laugh sent her way he said, "No. I need some advice.' "What's the problem, dear?' "I have a sex maniac on my hands.' He sensed Sibeal's laughter. "Tariq, it's ok. When Seanna feels secure the demand should lessen. Remember, she was emotionally traumatized by what you went through. I take it she's being reasonable about your difficulties, so be patient with hers. Use other methods to satisfy her. You don't have to force yourself to perform for her. That's a good way to ruin it for both of you' "So if I satisfy her, intercourse isn't necessary?' "Right. Anything else?' "Nope. Thanks Sibeal.' "Any time dear.' And Tariq closed the link, feeling relieved. It was Seanna's insecurity making her like this.

When she got used to him not disappearing, she'd stop being so demanding. But Sibeal made him realize Seanna had suffered just as much harm as he had. Only her damage was emotional. They really needed to talk. He was sorry he hadn't accepted it before Seanna had risked her life out of pain. Maybe by the pond would be a good place to discuss the past.

Tariq heard Seanna come down the stairs, "Hello, love. Why don't we go for a walk?" Seanna looked at him, "Are you sure it's safe?" He answered, "Yes. Dumbledore popped in this morning. Raissa and Trey are camping nearby in case we need help." Taking the jackets, he helped Seanna with hers, and they went out. Taking her hand, he led her out the door and down toward the water. Seanna seemed very quiet. "What's wrong lovely lady," Tariq asked her as they walked. She wouldn't meet his eyes, "Habib, are you tired of me?" Turning her to face him, he raised her face to look in her eyes. "I could never be tired of you, Seanna. You are my heart."
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