kindred shadows

The Kindred waited, embraced by the shadows. Her eyes glinted hues of brown and green in the twilight. She waited for the one who made her. She waited for his mind to touch hers. Memories flooded over her of the nights spent in ageless passion with this man. Lovemaking on the soft forest floor as they journeyed south. Sweet pine scents surrounded them as, together they reached the heights of emotion and love that only many lifetimes spent together can allow. Their minds connected, their bodies connected, their souls merged. 

And when the ritual of blood was part of their passion, the intensity of the moment shifted. The taste of his blood filled her mouth, as she bit into the skin of his neck, to reach that pulsing vein. She swallowed deeply the thick hot fluid which had given her immortality. She shivered in remembrance, and drew her cloak around her to ward off the nights chill. Although she did not feel the cold, mortal habits lasted many lifetimes. 

Once again she closed her eyes.....letting the images of her memories sweep her away. She remembered, when he took her, that the most delicious part of the kindred joining, was the moment at which his teeth punctured her breast. 
She touched the mark over her heart with reverence and love.

She could feel the skin open beneath the pressure of his teeth, and with that moment, her soul escaped to merge and touch once again with his. The cosmos opened in that single stroke of time and all knowledge was revealed as he would lock his lips over the opened skin of her breast and begin to draw her blood into his mouth. She smiled at the memory of feeling her blood leave her body, joining with his and the ages of Kindred bred into each of them. He would release a deep , low growl at the moment her blood filled his mouth. He would draw it in deeply, all the while keeping his arms tightly around her. At times, he would fill his hunger slowly and gently, touching her delicately. At others, the beast overtook him and he would rip at her skin with his fangs, cutting into her breast almost savagely. 

No matter his embraced of her, her passion pounded in her head, her body swept away with his need of her. 

The Kindred smiled in the shadowed night, her fangs glinting white and sharp. In these lifetimes of uncertainty, in this age of chaos, she knew one thing for certain. And only one thing. That she belonged to him. She had been his many lives ago and the bond that locked their souls together grew stronger with each existence.
And just as strong....she held him too. He was hers. Her sire, her lover, her friend. She had perfect clarity with him. He knew the every nuance of her soul. She had but to whisper "i need you" and his very being responded completely and without hesitation. Never had he denied her. Never did he speak harshly to her. 
She knew he cherished her, honored her, loved her. 

Their souls, forever joined in this immortal dance, held fast to each other. Savoring the rightness of their kindredship, they journeyed together through Time's experience. 

Copyright 2002 - V. Drake