Title: The Hot Tub

Author: DivaDelilah

Description: A brief interlude to the Invitation Series

Feedback: Why hell yes!

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Raj ran through the halls expertly, Deli on his shoulder giggling madly, and his demon face forward so he could see in the darkened hotel. When he finally hit the pool room, he could fell the heat emanating from the spa, and grinned. He was looking forward to finishing what they started.

He opened the door and walked over to the pool, setting Deli on her feet. Her eyes slid up to meet his and he almost shivered at the intensity in hers. He reached out and fiddled with the hem of her tee-shirt, waiting for her to make the first move.

Deli smiled shyly, stepping closer and placing her lips on his. She nibbled his lower lip, sucking it into her mouth. Her hands grasped the top if his jeans, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened. When they broke apart, Deli grinned. "I think maybe we're getting carried away."

"No, baby, you got carried away. We're getting naked. Now," he said, yanking her shirt up and over her head. He smirked at her surprised look, and moved to unzip her jeans. She sighed as his strong hands slid them over her ass, stopping to appreciate the curves, and pull her against him.

"Raj," she breathed. Her fingers gripped his shirt tightly, her whole body starting to hum with excitement at his touch. She never thought he'd be hers, for real and for good. The thought made her heady, and rubbed her hips against his eagerly.

A loud growling sound filled the air as he jerked the pants down her legs, lifting her slightly so he could kick them out of the way. Setting her down again, he pulled his shirt over his head and struggled to get his own jeans off as quickly as possible. Grabbing her, he lowered them into the steamy water, watching the water soak through her undergarments and leering. "Perhaps it's time to remove those, luv," he said.

She almost moaned at the low thrumming rumble of his voice and began to dispose of the bra and panties, flinging them out onto the tile. Her blood pumped in her veins as she felt his warm hands on her exposed skin, the contrast between the cold and warm making her shiver. "Better?" she asked breathily.

Her answer was a rough kiss. He pressed his body to hers forcefully, his hand trailing down her thigh, to lift one leg to his waist. Their tongues battled for dominance, equally thrusting and stroking, until they broke apart, panting slightly. His hand slid down her body, dallying to pinch a nipple, then continued its path until it reached her core.

She threw her head back, a throaty moan escaping her lips unbidden, and he moved his mouth to her neck, sucking and nipping at it. He felt her blood calling to him, rushing past his lips in an entrancing dance, begging him to claim her as his own. He considered it for a moment, but decided it was too soon to mark her; the ritual was binding, and doing it too early would be foolish. Instead he sucked harder on her pale skin, making it bruise, and continued sliding his thumb around her clit.

Deli shuddered in pleasure, at both his skilled hands and his mouth on her neck. She'd tensed for a moment when he stopped, wondering if he was going to do it. When he moved his lips down her chest, she let go of a pent up breath, thrusting her torso towards him eagerly. "Please," she whispered.

"Please what baby?" he asked, dipping his head down to circle a nipple with his tongue.

Her hands reached up to grasp his shoulders and a baritone groan flew from her lips as he thrust two fingers inside her, stroking her with one bent knuckle, bringing a new flood of wetness down onto his hands. She arched into his palm, grinding her mound against his hand impatiently.

"I want… no, I need, you," she gasped. "Now."

Pushing her back onto one of the seats, he adjusted her legs so they were wrapped around him, and moved in between her thighs. The throaty moan she made as their bodies pressed together drove him wild, and he thrust into her. Their eyes locked as he began to move inside her, slowly stroking in and out.

"Ohmygod," she gasped, her nails raking down his back. She pressed the inside of her thigh to his hips, lifting up her hips to allow him deeper access. Her inner muscles squeezed him and his hoarse moan urged her on. Her skin trembled with pleasure and her blood gushed through her veins with such force that her movements became frenzied.

His expression reflected surprise and he tried to slow her, wanting to savor their first time as a couple, but she was having none of it. Her kisses went from deep and questing to rough and demanding; her nails began to leave stinging furrows down his shoulders and back. "Baby…"

She jerked her mouth from his and gave him an intense stare. The stark hunger and desire reflected there touched him somewhere primal and he snarled, slamming his hips into her harder and faster. Her loud keening filled the air, growing more and more insistent with every thrust. He lowered his mouth to her neck, sliding the tips of his fangs over her skin lightly, and sucking gently.

A high pitched scream rent the air as she fell through space, her vision blurring and body trembling around him. She felt as if she were freefalling through space, touching everything and nothing at the same time, and dug her nails into his back, trying to hold onto this reality with all her might. She registered a loud roar in the background then the feel of him spilling into her, and his fangs piercing the skin of her shoulder as the next wave of pleasure began to rush her into oblivion.

The world crashed and burned around them, their limbs weak with repletion and the heat of the water. Neither had the strength or the will to move as the trembling and mind numbing ecstasy slowly faded. Raj lifted his head slightly, withdrawing his fangs, and licking the spot he'd bitten tenderly. Her soft sigh was both endearing and comforting as he turned to look into her eyes. The love reflecting back at him had not yet been given that name, yet he knew it for what it was, and hoped she could see it in him as well. Her lips met his once more, and it was soft and held promise.

Resting her forehead against hers, he continued to stare into her deep blue eyes, his hand coming up to stroke her cheek lightly. "You okay?"

Her smile was slow in coming but dazzling when it was fully revealed. "Okay doesn't cover it. I'm amazing, absolutely euphoric. And I love you," she whispered.

His handsome reflected shock at first, but he managed to stammer, "I love you, too, baby." His arms wrapped around her fiercely and they embraced, rocking and murmuring to each other for a long time after.