Isabella laughed off Vivians comment, but she couldn’t deny that her friend had a point. She was making a big life decision and she sure as hell didn’t want to regret it.
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“I want you to turn me” Isabella told Samson one evening while they were having dinner. She had been keeping the idea to herself for so long now that she was beginning to think that she would go crazy.
Samson almost choked on his food as he stared at her like he couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Isabella decided to more specific.
“I mean turn me into a vampire” she added.
Samson dropped his fork. “Oh I got what you meant alright” he said, forgetting his food and concentrating on her. “Do you have any idea what you are asking me to do?”
Isabella nodded. “Yes I do” she said simply. “I have been thinking about it a lot and I have decided that I’m ready and it’s what I want”
“Because?” Samson insisted.
“What do you mean?”
Samson stood up and began to pace the room. He looked so unsettled and it confused the hell out of Isabella. She had thought that he would be happy about her decision. Wasn’t this what he wanted too? She had expected a different reaction and she was so disappointed.
“I mean, being a vampire isn’t something that you just decide in the spur of the moment. It’s not an easy decision to make.”
Isabella stood too, suddenly loosing her appetite. She took the dishes and dropped them into the sink. Then she began to scrub them, a little harder than necessary.
” I know it’s not an easy decision to make, Samson” she yelled. “And I thought that you would be happy that I decided to. But maybe I was wrong”
Samson was immediately at her side. He removed her hands gently from the sink and turned her around so she would face him.
“I don’t want you to make the wrong decision, Belle. That’s all” he said. “Becoming a vampire is not an easy choice to make. You have to die and come back to life. You’re going to be leaving a huge part of you behind… Your humanity, and I just want you to be sure that this is what you want. For yourself and not for me. So I want you to make this decision without thinking about how it would make me feel or if it’s something that I would want. So just do that, and ask yourself if you still want to go through with it. Anything you decide, I promise that I will be in support of it. Can you please do that for me, Belle”
Well, that was a reasonable request, Isabella thought as she nodded and let Samson pull her into his arms for a hug.
“I Love you” she whispered.
“I love you more”
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When Isabella stepped out of the bathroom, her cheeks were rosy, and the glow of the many candles Samson had lit in the bedroom shimmered golden on her skin. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight. She had donned a robe, wearing nothing underneath, just as he’d asked her to for the night.
He stood waiting for her in front of the fireplace, dressed also only in a robe, nude underneath it. His cock stirred violently at the sight of her and at the thought of what they were about to do. He’d never imagined how it would feel, but now that he did, he was certain that he’d never felt anything even close to the love he felt for her.
He stretched out his arms. Isabella came to him, slowly but steadily, and he folded her into his embrace.
“Are you ready for this? Are you ready for the rest of your life to begin?” he asked her.
“With you by my side, I’m ready for anything.” Her voice was like music to his ears.
He stroked the pale skin of her neck and felt her artery throb underneath his fingers. Her eyelids fluttered. “Will it hurt?” she asked.
“You once told me that you dreamt about this? In your dreams did it Hurt?”
Isabella shook her head. “No”
“You’ll feel no pain, only pleasure. We’ll bond at the height of ecstasy, when our bodies are joined. You’ll drink my blood, and I’ll drink yours. We’ll be truly one, one body, one soul. You’ll sense everything I sense, and I’ll feel everything you feel. There’ll be no secrets between us. Do you want this?”
Samson had to give her one more opportunity to change her mind, because once they were blood-bonded, they were joined forever. He knew it was what he wanted. The certainty he felt was intoxicating and frightening at the same time. If she refused him now, it would break his heart.
Her green eyes sparkled when she looked at him. “Samson, I want this. You have no idea how much I do. I want to be with you. I want to be yours… Always and forever and I mean it”
He smiled.
“Care to make this official?” Isabella whispered, her lips plump and red.
In slow motion his lips descended on hers until finally they locked together in a kiss of pure love. He’d never kissed any other woman as he kissed her. Capturing her lips with his, he poured his heart into her as he invaded the caverns of her mouth with his tongue. He wasn’t there to plunder, but to share. Her tongue met his, offering him what he knew he could never take: her trust. It was for her to give.
Their mouths fused in a passionate surrender to each other, neither one being the conqueror nor the conquered. Partners, equals in love. Both with equal strength and equal weakness for each other, both powerful and powerless at the same time.
She opened up to him to take him to a place of utter happiness, a place without a care in the world, a place where he was just man, not beast.
Never breaking their kiss, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to his bed, no, to their bed. He laid her onto the crisp sheets and covered her with his body. The only things between them were their thin robes, barely providing any barrier to their passions.