The Genesis Project

by Tigris Eden

  Xander was leaning over her, approaching slowly just as the last bead ran down her arm. Her skin had already started healing itself. Her father had implanted Nuero-technology into her system. The Nueronites were sealing her skin fast.

  “My blood is powerful to your kind.” He said quietly as he pulled his shirt over his head. As he leaned closer, his tongue licked the expanse of her arm, taking every last drop that was still fresh on her skin. A sound deep inside his chest resonated to life and he was slowly pulling her shirt from her body. He peeled her top off smoothly, without much effort. His eyes were closed and Gen could see the muscles in his jaw tighten. He was taking things slow, too slow if you asked her. His hands smoothed over her stomach and Gen’s breath hitched. She could feel every callous of his hands. Every scar he ever sustained. It burned heat into her already trembling flesh and Gen found she was even more confused than ever before.

  “Xander, talk to me.” The silence was starting to worry her. His moves were slow and sensual as he continued to undress her. Exposing her skin to his eyes. Soon, she was wearing nothing. Her entire body was on display for him to see. He could see her veins and how the intricate patterns wove into what seemed like a vast and unimaginable designs. When she was younger, she’d tried to map each vein on her skin. Lost the battle after hours of tracing patterns with her fingers.

  “Turn over Gen.” His voice was rough and commanding. She didn’t argue, but quietly turned from her back onto her stomach. Her face now lying on her pillow. She could hear the rustle of clothing being taken off and thrown to the floor. A kind of panic almost overtook her as she realized that Xander too, was now naked. She stopped breathing and was going to turn around to tell him she could no longer go through with it when she felt his weight on the bed. The bed dipped under him as one hand came to rest on either side of her body. She could feel the heat of him everywhere. Gen felt suffocated and enclosed in his presence.

  His heated finger slid from the nape of her neck, over each vertebrate of her back until his hand rested just above her ass. He repeated the process, going in the opposite direction and soon his hand was replaced by his lips. Gen couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. Afraid she would miss the sensation he was providing. Her skin pebbled with goose bumps. Breath burst from between her lips as his lips grazed her skin at the base of her back then up to the nape of her neck. There were no words for what his lips did to her skin. Her flesh was being turned inside out from his actions. She was dying but being reborn again and again in a never ending pattern that only served to throw her into a place that could only be described as blatant lust.

  “I was thinking last night,” Xander said against her neck. His lips slowly gliding from one shoulder to the next. “I wanted to mark your body. Every inch of your skin, with my bite so that everyone would know that you’re mine.”

  He latched onto the side of her neck and gently bit her skin. He didn’t break the surface, but Gen could feel the mark left behind. The slight sting made her shiver and ground her hips into the mattress beneath her. He continued to slowly venture down below her buttocks and lightly nipped the skin beneath the mounds. Her entire body was suffering from mass amounts of stimulation. The scent of fire and musk clouded the air and something sweeter. Gen closed her eyes and inhaled deeply.

  “Can I turn around now?” She asked hesitantly, not sure if he would let her.

  He didn’t answer but turned her over, looking down at her. She took in everything that was him. He was beautiful. Milky white skin. His platinum blonde hair fell over his shoulders covering her on all sides. Like this, he looked savage. She could see his fangs resting lightly on his bottom lip and he smiled down at her. Slowly bringing their bodies together until he was completely on top of her. Xander nudged her legs open so that he could slide between her thighs. The heavy weight of his penis nudging her opening.

  “How is it that you have fangs?” He asked looking at her mouth. Her fangs couldn’t descend but were a constant fixture in her mouth. No one had ever questioned her until now. Her father designed them in a way that they could be seen if she smiled wide. But they were useless to her. She couldn’t drink with them.

  “My father made it that way so that I could blend in.”

  “Well, he certainly failed in that aspect Gen. You’d stick out in any crowd. Even among the southerners.” She knew this was true, but didn’t care. His hard length jerked at her opening and she tried to look down to see it with her own eyes. She could feel the heat of him kiss her wet flesh. He only needed to move the rest of the way and they’d be connected. The wetness between her legs intensified as she moved to get closer.

  “Gen, wait… you’ve never done this before.”

  She’d read books about mating and knew it was painful for the females. Her barrier that still needed to be breached was intact. She’d also read that once past the thin barrier, intense pleasure would follow. Gen assessed her body’s response to his. Her breasts were heavy, her breathing choppy and between her legs, her opening pulsed and ached to be filled. A little pain would be nothing to feel the immense pleasure Xander was sure to give.

  “I’ve read about this…. I know it will be painful at first.” Gen latched onto his chin and sucked. Even his skin tasted wonderful. He caressed the side of her face and kissed the tip of her nose when she released him.

  “Reading and experiencing something are completely different actions. Let me make this good for you.”

  He kissed her mouth and then the sweet nectar of his blood was on her tongue. She hadn’t bit his lip. Xander had done it himself, allowing her to suckle at his tongue. Emotions that had never existed before, blossomed and spiraled out of control at the taste. Was it his blood or were these her genuine feelings? He made her feel wanted, safe even. He also confused her. But at the same times things weren’t jumbled or mixed. Xander had always been upfront with her on his intentions. He may not have come straight out in the beginning with undying love for her. He still hadn’t. But she did feel something for him and felt he did as well. Her body responded to his. He annoyed her, and if she really wanted to be honest with herself, he made her laugh. He wanted to protect her secret and keep her safe. That meant something. Maybe he wasn’t the type of male to express his feelings verbally. Some males preferred action over telling someone how they felt.

  Xander pulled away from her mouth. He kissed her jaw then her neck. She felt his lips on the hollow of her throat and shivered. His hands gently cupped her breasts. Everywhere his hands touched, his mouth soon followed.

  “Oh, that feels amazing.”

  Xander looked up from what he was doing and flashed a mischievous smile. One side of his mouth was slanted and Gen wanted to kiss the look right off his lips. She could smell the pheromones that were clearly clouding the room. Her scent mixing with his had her shuddering again as he nipped the side of her hip. He’d been slowly pulling away from her, as he made his way down her body. Soon he was between her legs, intense blue eyes locked on hers.

  “I want you so badly Gen.” He said into her skin. He kissed the thatch of curls thick with Gen’s scent and groaned. “I can’t wait to taste you.” Nimaya had once told her to laser everything except for a small patch above her opening. She’d argued but done it anyway. Now she knew why. It left her lips exposed. Her center open for his advances. What would it feel like to have him put his mouth there?

  Xander pushed his shoulders beneath her thighs and nipped each one. Closing his eyes and groaning as he took in her scent. His nostrils flared and his jaws tightened before he opened his eyes to look at her once more. Gen’s breath was stuck in her throat as she waited for what was to come next. He was really going to put his mouth there, Gen thought. The heat of his wet tongue would touch her wet flesh. The waiting was killing her as he bent his head. But finally, blessedly he nuzzled her wetness and swiped his tongue slowly through her heat. Her entire body arched off the bed at the sensation. She would have fallen off the side, but somehow contained herself. S
he wanted to feel it again. The sensation that hit her stomach was like a punch to her gut. Her mouth opened on a silent scream as air was forced from her lungs. His tongue was warm and soft against her folds. Xander held her securely in place by putting his arms over her stomach and using his hands to keep her open to his mouth. By the Goddess! She had not read anything about this oral mating. How could anyone not like the feel of someone else’s tongue between their legs? An idea popped into her head about putting her mouth on Xander when he licked again and had her seeing stars.

  Another lick and Gen was crying out. It was almost like the kiss he’d given her, only so much better. Moisture slipped from her folds and he was there licking it away. She didn’t know what to do with her hands. She didn’t know if she should grab his hair, or the bed beneath her. But her hands decided it would do a little bit of both. One hand fisted in his hair, and the other was grabbing the bed fabrics.

  Xander’s thumb opened her further and then he was sucking on her lips. The sounds were enough to have her thrashing her head back and forth on the bed and crying out his name.

  “Xander!” Gen said on a long wail as he latched onto her clit and sucked. She knew what that part of her body was called. At the moment he was over stimulating it, causing her body to shake uncontrollably as something started to gather at the base of her spine. He wouldn’t let go. Xander kept sucking and kissing her into a rabid frenzy. Then his fingers where there, inside of her. One finger speared her and rotated, touching a part that had her screaming so loud she was sure she may have damaged her throat. Her hips wouldn’t stay still. Both her hands were in his hair now and he growled into her skin, eliciting another long cry. Something snapped and she was lifting herself to his mouth, feeding him with that part of her body that felt empty and needy. She was crying out for him when the base of her back bowed and then she was clamping down on his head. Gen’s entire body was racked with spasms. The heat of her latched onto his finger and squeezed. Repeatedly her body shook as a feeling so intense began to escalate until she could do nothing more than scream. A huge wave of something unexplainable was baring down on her fast. She was soaked in her own sweat and her fingers were pulling Xander’s hair.

  Gen never got the chance to ride the wave of what ever had started to crash over her, because Xander untangled himself and then shoved his long, thick, cock into her flesh and began pumping. There was a small amount of pain, but fast on its heels was pleasure. Pleasure so hot it burned.

  “That’s it Gen… come for me again beauty… you can do it.” He was panting and she was dazed. She hadn’t known anything could be more powerful than what she was feeling. It had consumed her. Her heart expanded. Pounded too fast beneath her rib cage. She exploded into a million pieces and her body turned to liquid from the heat. She was grounded to him, tethered at the point where their bodies were joined, unable to move. She could only lay there and try to figure out what had just happened to her. Only a moment ago she was greedily grabbing at his fingers inside her and then she was empty. The walls of her vagina weeping at its lost. But the sensation hadn’t stopped. And then he was filling her with his length. Thrusting into her until she could no longer decipher one moment from the next. It had all blended into beautiful chaos.

  “Xander, I don’t think I can do that again.” She was exhausted. A fine sheen of sweat now covered her entire body. She was chilly, but when Xander started moving again, the cold chills were quickly replaced with warming sensations of lust. He was still hard.

  “You can.” He said against her neck. Gen held onto his back, which was now just as slick as hers. The sounds of their body’s connecting filled her empty room. It was a symphony of flesh and moans. Xander’s mouth kissed her throat. He licked her artery over and over again. She knew without him saying a word what was coming next. She braced. Clamping down on him and his length. She was tight all over with anticipation. Xander’s hands grabbed hers pulling them over her head, lifting her back and exposing her neck more to his needs. His fangs were longer than they had been before and his face was now more pronounced, his cheeks, now a harsh slash of bone.

  “Keep your hands there, don’t move them.” He said, his fangs making his speech difficult. She wasn’t going to move, couldn’t. Her body was being worked over with alternating jabs and his long strokes. One of his hands went to her neck collaring her. He wasn’t rough but gentle. Turning her head he positioned her the way he wanted. Goddess was this really happening?

  Xander’s body went taught and she could see the muscles in his neck work as his blood pushed through his veins. It was the sexiest thing Gen has ever seen. Sweat had gathered on his brow and chin. She tracked the beads and when his eyes opened the flames were back. Blue flames that if she wasn’t mistaken, glowed. He gently scraped her neck with his fangs, kissing her gently before his mouth latched onto her neck and his fangs sunk deep. She blew apart, screaming in total ecstasy as he took long pulls on her neck. He was grunting into her skin as his body jerked and something warm flooded her insides. She could feel their bodies becoming one. Not just physically but mentally. Theirs wasn’t a true bond, but the emotions were there just the same. She could feel what Xander was feeling. It was all there for her to see. He was hopeful, happy, and most of all he wanted Gen with a fierceness above everything else.

  The bite was painful, but the pleasure from the bite overrode the last of the pain. She felt like she was being spirited away from her body. Something warm blanketed every inch of her skin, and it wasn’t Xander. It was a raw powerful sensation that rushed her with titillation over and over and over again. She was vibrating with energy, and she knew her nueronites were trying to heal the wounds at her neck. Xander had already pulled back, his breath coming fast against her shoulder, as he held her in his arms.

  “Amazing.” He said as he turned and pulled her with him. She was draped over his body and exhausted. Amazing didn’t begin to cover what she was feeling. “Sleep, Gen.”

  She didn’t argue, she couldn’t. Sleep was pulling her under faster than she could blink.

  Chapter 16

  Genesis didn’t wake for a long time. When she did open her eyes, Xander was there dressed and watching her intently.

  “Get dressed, beautiful. We’re going to my place for a nice hot bath.”

  He didn’t need to tell her twice. She quickly dressed in sweats and a shirt. She didn’t feel the need to dress up for him. She was comfortable and relaxed. Thoughts of working in the lab failed to surface. She was sated. Happy. And it was all because of Xander.

  The drive over was silent. But Xander kept their hands linked. He took her back to the house she was at last night and walked her through the expansive foyer and through a series of doorways until they made it to his room. A very impressive stasis bed lay in the center of his space. Pillows strewn across the surface in different silks and patterns. He lived in splendor and decadence. Gen was a bit self-conscious as he’d seen her dwelling and it had been nothing like his. He led her through another door, and there in the middle of the floor was a sunken tub.

  “Are you sore?” Xander asked against the side of her neck. He pulled her into the wall of his chest, grabbing her around the waste and absently playing with the end of her shirt. His body gently turned from side to side moving Gen with him. It was like they were dancing, but barely. Sighing, she rested her head along his shoulders and groaned.

  “A little, but there are more aches than pain. Like my body has been stretched to its limit.”

  He didn’t acknowledge her words but hummed against the shell of her ear in approval. The sound travelled the length of her body, and the place between her legs that already ached, pulsed to life. The hands at her stomach lifted her shirt until she could feel the cool air against her skin. Goddess it felt good to have his hands on her body. Soon her shirt was gone and Gen thought it was because Xander was helping her into the empty tub. He had other ideas in mind.

  “What are you doing? I thought you said we’d take a hot
bath?”

  “Oh we will. Just as soon as I get you good and dirty.”

  Good and dirty?

  “How do you mean good and dirty?”

  Xander walked her inside of his bathing room and turned her to face a huge floor to ceiling mirror. He stood tall behind her. His large hands spanning the width of her stomach. She was bare from the waist up. Her breast full and heavy. Her nipples hardening from the cool air in the room. Her lips were swollen from his kisses. And she could see the angry red mark marring the side of her neck. She turned a little more so she could see the skin where he’d taken her blood. He’d marked her. In a place that would not be easily hidden from someone unless she wore her collar. But she couldn’t now. Could she? She was matched to Xander. She was his and he was hers.

  “We are really matched?” Her voice sounded small, unsure.

  “We are beautiful.”

  “But you’ve no marks on your wrist.”

  “We can easily remedy that. I plan to take from you again. This time you can take from my wrist instead of my mouth. It will have the same effect. Promise.”

  His hands glided across her skin up to cup her breasts where they both watched as he pinched her nipples.

  “You have beautiful skin, precious.” As if to emphasis his words he turned her again in his arms and kissed each breast. Paying special attention to her nipples. Gen hissed when he bit playfully. And watched as he licked the sting away. His hands hooked into the waistband of her sweats and tugging them down until he was on his knees. When she looked over his head, she noticed that there were mirrors on that side to. She could see everything. Mirrored back to her, and if she looked deeper, the image of the two of them went on and on in a never-ending picture.