A/N: Yeah yeah, I know the wait was long, but this chapter is nearly quadruple my usual chapter lengths so...you're welcome.

Also since Nico's POV was heavily asked for, I guess you can have some of it before we go back to Khloe ;)

Nico's POV:

I gave Khloe enough time to process my last words before promptly returning my attention to her body.

Her timid gasp sounded in my ear as my lips went back to trace her collar bone, the hand she had on my cheek rising up into my hair.

Even in this moment, I knew I had to take things carefully with her.

She wasn't hesitant about this at this current moment, but I knew that could change.

It could, but I'm going to make sure that it doesn't.

Although, as time went on, the likelihood of her becoming hesitant seemed to diminish.

That fact became clearer when I noticed the tug of her hand where ours were connected.

She wanted to touch.

So I let her touch.

Nearly the second after I released her hand, it landed itself on my recently exposed back, her fingertips tracing down around my shoulder blade.

I pulled her close with an arm around her back before another involuntary purr reverberated from my chest.

I knew she liked the feeling of it.

That became even more evident with the low hum that came from her throat, the hand on my back now clawing at it.

Enough so that it stung, but there was no way I was going to stop her.

The scent of her arousal had increased immensely and wasn't exactly helping with my own.

Neither were these pants if I'm being completely honest.

Nor were Khloe's breathy moans or the was she was absent-mindedly tugging at my hair.

Then again, I think that was the point.

Smirking a bit to myself, I lifted my head a bit and lightly traced my fangs across her pulse-point in a way I knew would gain her attention.

The second I felt her body tense from it, I returned my lips to her's, skimming my hands down her sides.

I wanted to memorize her. Every movement, every taste, and every reaction.

I wanted to know every small detail of her body without worry about any boundaries.

And luckily she had graced me with an entire night to do so.

Her thighs both pressed against me as my tongue grazed her bottom lip.

Then, almost as soon as she opened her mouth, the hand on my back quickly moved down my spine nearly to where my pants were.

When she started clawing and pushing at my lower back, her message became quite clear.

Although I still wanted to test the waters.

So, gripping her thigh in one hand, I rolled my hips against hers.

Both of us ended up gasping from the contact.

Khloe's face flamed red, but when she wrapped her legs around me, that was more than enough motivation to keep going.

Vampires were inherently sexual creatures; however, the desire for it stayed mostly hidden until the day came where we experienced it for the first time.

This urging feeling, this oddly rapid beating of my heart, and the warmth that my body was now giving off were more intense than ever before.

That being said, every vampiric instinct was practically screaming at me to tear her remaining clothes to shreds and ravish her right here and right now.

But the more logical and luckily more controlled part of my brain knew that that wasn't how we were going to do this.

I was going to treat her like a Queen.

I parted from her for just a moment, wanting to see her face before I did what I had planned next.

Her face was filled with color as her icy eyes were locked onto me.

The innocent and dazed look on her face actually caught me by surprise.

It was as if she was completely just listening to her body and acting on that and that alone.

That innocence of hers that I cherished was still there.

For some reason, that one fact put a soft smile on my face.

That look with her wide eyes and just barely parted lips stared back at me as she wondered why I stopped.

God, I loved her.

Rising my head up ever so slowly, I placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Am I allowed to take this off yet?" I asked, sliding my thumb up her back into the underside of her bra.

To my surprise she actually simpered, her hands moving from where they were on my body to one on each of my shoulders.

Even her legs unwrapped from around me.

Pulling herself so her head was under mine, she whispered a sarcastic yet self-assured "I suppose." before I felt her lips skim the bottom of my neck.

I let out an audible groan, half from the new sensation and the other from the fact that she wasn't making it any easier to keep myself in check.

One of her hands held itself on the back of my neck while the other decided to explore down my chest.

Feeling the direct warm touch of her hands there on my body filled me with a different kind of want.

If she wanted to take control for a moment then so be it.

But only for a moment.

I could feel her proud smile as she languidly placed kisses up my neck and jaw, earning a couple rumbles from my chest.

What a tease.

Although, I guess I wasn't much better.

Her hand reached to undo my belt at the same time I began unhooking her bra.

Surprisingly, I had an easier time with her bra than she did with my belt.

As soon as she succeeded in her endeavors, I placed a hand on her stomach and gently pressed her back down onto the bed.

She stared expectantly as I caged her underneath me, both of us drawing in heavy breaths.

Without breaking eye contact I grazed my hand across her stomach, hooking a single finger under her bra.

Her eyes flickered down for just a moment before she steadily lifted her arms.

I slid the fabric from her arms as she did, never once breaking eye contact.

I didn't want to look. Not yet.

Not until I could look at everything.

But feel on the other hand... Oh yeah, I was going to feel.

I could practically see the heat in her eyes as I flashed her a fanged smirk, tossing the cloth to the side.

Then her hands found my back and she pulled me towards her once again.

She leaned her head back, exposing more of her neck as my tongue traced along under her jaw.

Her hands continued holding hard against my back, while mine traveled to the underside of her breasts.

I was expecting at least a little bit of hesitance or resistance to me exploring her there, but she showed nothing.

If anything, the grip she had on me was more of an invitation.

She leaned into my touch, a low moan passing her lips as I cupped the soft flesh in one of my hands.

She was already so sensitive to my touch, so I wanted to know just how far I could push it.

At least that was my plan before Khloe spoke.

"Nico, " She whined, pushing her hips into mine before her hands went to undo the button and zipper of my pants.

And that's where I decided that all the things I wanted to do would come, but they would come after these clothes were off.

With that in mind, I helped out the girl beneath me.

Relacing her hands with mine, I managed to scrap off these pants.

Which was a huge relieve on my lower half physically.

I spotted Khloe staring wide-eyed at the significant protrusion from the remaining item of clothing I was wearing.

The first sign of nervousness from her showed itself.

Then that's when I remembered that vampires weren't exactly built for humans.

And that she was overall a petite girl.

But if she thought that I was going to do this in any way that didn't make her completely comfortable, she was wrong.

"Do you trust me?" I asked

She shifted her gaze to me, seeming surprised that I knew what she was thinking.

After a few seconds, she nodded, that small smile of hers reappearing.

That's all I needed before I leaned back down, placing my lips over one of the five barely noticeable scars on her neck.

Her hand found its way up my neck and into my hair again, almost holding me there.

So, I decided to take my time for a little bit, giving special attention to each of them.

Especially the one on her collar bone that didn't come from me.

The contact left her writhing beneath me with the occasional, almost impatient whine.

I can get the one on her hip later, but for now...

"Do these hold any sentimental value?" I questioned, hooking a finger into the side of her panties.

I heard her heart speed up ever so slightly in excitement at the question.

"No?" She answered, apparently wondering where I was going with this.

I snickered lowly.

"Good."

Without a second thought, I extended the nail in my first finger to a point and sliced through the waistband.

I felt her stiffen in surprise right as I did the same to the other side before peeling the last remaining item of clothing off of her.

A low prideful sound resonated deep in my chest before I leaned back, finally allowing myself to get a full glimpse at her.

I just sat there between her legs, silently drinking her all in.

Her chest steadily rose and fell with her deep breaths, drawing attention to the freckles that dotted her chest.

I quickly learned that they dotted nearly every part of her pale body.

My eyes searched over every inch of her that I could see, wanting to save it to my memory.

Just when I thought there was no way she could be any more perfect.

Every angle and every curve of her just screamed utter perfection in my eyes.

My eyes then landed on her sex, feeling a mix of flattery and pride at the fact that she was already dripping.

Licking my lips, I wondered for a quick second if she'd let me eat her out.

The thought ended once I felt some pressure at my sides as she apparently tried to close her legs.

I peered at her face, seeing that she was covering her mouth and cheeks with one of her arms, her head turned to the side in what looked like embarrassment.

Even though I had absolutely no idea what she had to be embarrassed about.

She noticed my gaze through the corner of her eyes, noting it with two simple words.

"You're staring." She whispered, her embarrassment showing even through her voice.

I didn't even try to hide my amusement, drawing both hands teasingly down her thighs.

"No," I began, returning my hands up that same path to her bent knees, "I'm admiring."

Her brows rose at my statement before they furrowed in thought.

"A-And?" She stammered, just a hint of worry showing through her previous tone.

And?

Was she asking what I thought?

I knew pretty damn well what I thought, but words only go so far.

So, I lowered myself, holding a hand against her leg before placing a kiss on the inside of her thigh.

I then made my way up, placing a kiss on the scar on her hip, her lower stomach, between her breasts, then right above her collar bone.

Taking hold on the arm that was covering her face, I moved it away, lastly kissing her softly on the lips.

"And," I began in a whisper, teasing her lips with mine as I spoke, "you've somehow managed to amaze me even more with the fact that I'm somehow able to call you mine and reminded me how lucky I am that I have the opportunity to fall madly in love with you."

I let my words sink in for a moment, feeling her steadily relax with each passing second.

I wanted absolutely no embarrassment or nervousness from her before I did what I planned on doing next.

So I spent the next few moments peppering her face with gentle kisses, bringing down the heat enough to turn it up stronger when the time was right.

Eventually, she was right where I wanted her.

"You ready?" I asked.

She blinked for a moment, pulling herself from the daze she was in.

"For?"

She tensed as I drew my fingers down between her legs.

That look quickly disappeared as soon as I actually touched her, her head falling back at the sensation of being touched like this for the first time in her life.

Her lips pressed tightly together, suppressing the now muffled sound that she made

Her next exhale came with a quiet moan her breaths picking up ever so slightly.

Her eyes were full of anticipation despite her next words.

"But I'm the only one n-naked," she said, her voice straining as I coated my fingers in the slickness she produced.

I nodded, cherishing the way her back arched and toes curled as my thumb found her clit.

"For now, love, you're the only one who needs to be."

Khloe's POV:

My entire body shuddered at this new contact.

I didn't even know that the feeling I had before could get any more intense, but I was wrong.

My breath caught in my throat once Nico moved his fingers again, my nails finding purchase in the middle of his back.

I bit my tongue, trying to stop myself from making any too obscene sounds.

But when Nico's thumb started working those little circles into me, I lost focus on anything else.

I even lost the ability to consciously stop my hips from rocking against his touch.

It was like every single nerve in my body was activated but all of them only focusing on where his body was touching mine.

He touched me like he knew every single way in which my body reacted, being gentle yet rough enough that it was exciting.

He was igniting my body in ways I didn't even know were possible and yet I knew this was just the beginning.

For a virgin, he really seemed to know what he was doing.

I don't know why I thought anything less.

"You never answered me," he spoke against my skin.

I met his eyes through my panting breaths, noticing how they were now set with a certain determination that I had never seen on him before.

In all honesty, that look excited me further.

"Yes," I barely managed to get out, taking in another couple breaths before speaking again, "I'm ready."

He searched my eyes for a second before he accepted my answer.

Not even a second later I felt one of his fingers slowly enter me.

My entire body immediately froze at this completely new feeling, and his movement stopped right after.

He sent me a nearly worried questioning glance.

I almost felt bad that I made him stop, there were just a lot of firsts happening tonight and everything seemed to come as a surprise.

Although the slight discomfort I felt when he first entered me began to subside into a different feeling.

"S-sorry," I sputtered, "That was just different than I was expecting."

I honestly didn't even know what I was expecting.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked, that tinge of worry still in his eye.

"No no no," I responded quickly, "It was just different is all. But could you maybe uh- go just a bit slower?"

His smile reappeared soon after I spoke, that determination returning to his eyes.

"You got it, sweetheart."

He leaned in and kissed me, pushing the rest of the way into me as soon as I relaxed.

I moaned into his mouth as he began rubbing those circles into me again.

And then again, even more, when he started tracing around the inside of me.

He had me wriggling and panting beneath him again in minutes.

I had my legs wrapped around the back of his in a useless act of keeping him there.

We both knew that he wasn't going anywhere.

I nearly screamed when he started curling his finger within me.

Regardless of the fact that I stopped myself, Nico seemed prideful nonetheless.

He continued his antics, pleasuring me in a way that had me pressed up against him in every way I possibly could, silently begging for more.

I could physically feel every sound he made. Every grunt, every groan, every breath.

Eventually, he had me grinding against his hand, doing whatever I could for just a fraction of more stimulation.

It felt like something inside of me was being pulled taught and with every action, it just kept getting tighter and tighter.

"Please," I only half heard myself say.

I wasn't even really sure what it was that I wanted.

Nico, on the other hand, apparently knew exactly what it was.

"Not yet," he said, not sounding too fond of the idea himself, "If you don't want this to hurt then give me a little more time."

A small whimper fell from my mouth.

My mind processed, and quite frankly was grateful for what he said, but my body absolutely couldn't care less.

Luckily not even a minute after, he slipped another finger to join the first, leaving me clinging onto him somehow impossibly closer than before.

It was like he was the only thing tethering me to this moment in time and if I let go for even a second, it would be gone.

It felt like in this moment, we were conjoining in an act of love that I didn't even know was possible.

I buried my head in his shoulder as his met my neck yet again, teasingly sucking and lightly tracing the skin with his fangs.

My body felt like I was on fire, yet I could so easily pinpoint the cool feeling of his ring where he pressed his hand against my back.

Even in this heat of the moment, I could still feel the thumb of his hand rubbing smoothly, comfortingly against my back.

Even now he was treating me with such care that I didn't think was possible in a situation like this.

And that fact made me want him more. I wanted to give him every last part of me because, after everything we've been through together, he deserved it.

But even so, he still took the time and effort to make sure I was willingly handing it over.

What on earth did I do to deserve him?

My thoughts were cut short as soon as I felt him slowly inching me back onto the bed.

As soon as my head was on the pillow again, he leaned back just enough to where his face was hovering above mine.

Somehow our labored breaths were in perfect sync.

My body quivered as I felt his fingers slowly leave me, followed by him leaning fully back so that he was kneeling between my legs.

My mind became a bit clearer without his body on top of mine.

Enough so that I had half a mind to feel sheepish as we both examined the slick shine on his fingers.

Meanwhile, Nico appeared more than proud of himself.

"I think you're ready," he divulged, that look in his eye still standing strong.

He then looked at me, asking a silent question with a raise of his brow.

I raised myself up on my elbows.

According to him, I was physically ready, but he wanted to make sure I was ready.

Trying to match the look in his eye the best I could, I nodded.

At this point I just wanted him.

Although when he finally discarded his last item of clothing, a decent bit of my prior confidence dwindled yet again

How on earth was that supposed to fit inside of me?

I bit the skin on the inside of my lip, nervousness starting to build within me.

I didn't want to stop by any means, and my body craved that kind of touch from him, I just... didn't know how I was going to be able to take that.

My eyes turned to his face once I felt his hands on my hips.

"Do you still trust me?" he asked.

Like magic, his words took a fraction of the worry away.

My mind still likes to jump to the worst-case scenario before realizing the facts.

Nico was going to make this work.

I outstretched my hands to him, watching as he leaned in towards me.

As soon as he was close enough, I held my hands against him so my fingers were behind his ears.

Then, bringing him close enough to where our foreheads met, I whispered, "Yes."

If there was one thing that I was certain about, it was that he was going to take care of me.

I felt that heat in his eyes again as he accepted my answer, his hands guiding mine to his shoulders before they slid down to hold my hips.

My body involuntarily tensed just a bit when I felt his tip push against me, despite the intensely aroused part of me that was rejoicing.

Then when he first began to push inside me, I knew exactly why he moved my hands to his shoulder.

Every muscle in my body tensed, my nails were digging hard into his skin, and my voice strained out a mangled cry.

It hurt. Not enough to make me quit, but enough to make me panic and start doubting everything that had previously been decided.

My breaths barely had time to pick up before Nico cupped the back of my head with one hand and brought his mouth to my ear.

"Relax sweetheart," he began, his tone calm and steady, "Relax and breathe. The worst of it is over and I'm not going any further until you tell me to."

That was the worst of it?

That seemed to relieve me the most.

I took Nico's advice, forcing myself to slow my breathing and releasing the tension I held to the best of my ability.

He helped, continuing to whisper encouragements and sweet nothings in my ear while his hands softly roamed over my legs.

Eventually, the pain faded as my body adjusted to him and that feeling of need began to reignite.

"Ok," I breathed out, "I'm ready,"

Nico nodded, hands returning to my hips before he ever so slowly pushed deeper inside me.

I continuously reminded myself to breathe as he did, just grateful that all I was feeling was a slightly uncomfortable stretching instead of pain.

The breathy moan from Nico as his grip tightened on my hips was definitely helping in encouragement.

I was actually surprised at how much of him I could take.

Nico stopped when I felt him hit something inside of me, pulling out just a little bit.

He let out a long breath as he did, looking over my face to make sure I was okay.

I sent him a little nod of approval, outstretching my hands again.

I needed him close to me again.

Nico kept his hips surprisingly still as he fulfilled my request, capturing my lips while he gave me time to adjust to him.

The discomfort subsided to a strangely full fealing as the seconds passed.

My curiosity got the best of me and I decided to test my muscles down there to test the feeling, followed by me rocking my hips just the slightest bit.

The man on top of me drew in a hiss, the muscles in his back tightening.

"Babe, warn me before you start doing that," He said with a small groan.

I couldn't help but let out a short giggle, kissing him on the cheek.

"Sorry," I began, leaning my head into his neck to hide my embarrassment from my next question, "C-can you start moving..? Just a little?"

I felt him chuckle, holding me at the base of my neck before he did just that.

Just as I had requested, his movements were slow at first, but even that was enough to haze my mind and let my body take over yet again.

It wasn't long until I was moving my hips in rhythm with his, and that taught feeling began yet again.

I could feel the sheets between my toes as they curled and stayed just like that, Nico picking up the pace just a little.

He held his hands as the small of my back, placing long kisses up my body while his purrs would come in short bursts.

At least until he finally met my lips again, then an almost possessive growl vibrated from his chest into mine.

Something about the sound had my eyes rolling back and my hips lifting.

Something about it was just full of want, hunger, and passion. Like he would destroy anything that even tried to come between us at this moment.

And I loved it.

I wanted more.

Every part of my body was screaming for something more.

"Nico," I squeaked out through a tight breath.

That growl came again, causing my thighs to tighten against him.

He took that as a sign, grabbing my hip in one hand, and turning it to a certain angle where his next thrusts had me gasping.

"Yes," I sighed out, running a hand through his hair while the other pushed at his lower back.

That feeling in my abdomen kept getting tighter, and the feeling of it had me whimpering each time the sensation of it got just a little more intense.

Which it continuously did with every move from the man on top of me.

Nico's growl sounded yet again before his head delved down towards my neck.

I could feel his fangs press against the skin there, but this was different from the previous times he teased my flesh.

He had a different intention and I could feel it.

Though before I could even do or say anything about it, I felt him hesitate and pull back just a noticeable.

Which I was absolutely not having.

Tonight I wanted him to be able to have every single part of me that he desired.

I wanted to be everything that he could possibly want.

So, with the hand in his hair, I pushed him back to that spot on my neck.

"Do it," I pleaded, shuttering as his particularly hard thrust after I spoke.

Luckily, my words were all he needed because right after I felt the sting of his fangs puncturing my flesh

Except this time it felt entirely different.

The pain only lasted a second, the entire sensation of it being overtaken by bliss.

Whether it was actually happening or all in my head I didn't know nor really care.

I could almost feel a different kind of warmth spreading through my body, all starting from where he bit me.

For every swallow, I could feel a change in Nico's movements.

Especially with that purr that I could somehow feel in every part of my body.

I could feel tears beginning to sting my eyes as the tightness in my abdomen was starting to become unbearable and everything that Nico did just kept adding to it.

I barely felt Nicos tongue caress the spot that he bit before his lips landed back on mine, swallowing the mewls and small moans I couldn't help myself from making.

The slightest taste of my own blood filled my mouth but I didn't care.

The only thing I could even think to care about was clawing and holding tight to the man above me as he masterfully maneuvered and engaged upon my body.

Over and over and over again.

I felt the first tear travel down my cheek as Nico's hand snaked down to rub those torturous circles into me once again.

That seemed to be the breaking point because almost immediately after, that thing inside me finally snapped.

I couldn't even think to stop the scream that left me as it did, my entire body seizing up as this entirely new feeling exploded through every nerve in my body.

I was expecting Nico to stop or hold back but he didn't.

With each push into me and with each circle, he held out that feeling, leaving me a trembling, breathless mess within his arms.

My body continued to tremble even as that feeling faded, my entire body now experiencing an odd sense of sensitivity that left me completely unable to even form words.

I couldn't even think to do anything else except hold on to the man I loved and soak in every part of this that I could.

Not even a moment later, Nico let out a strong grunt, his movements becoming erratic before I felt a strange warmth suddenly fill me.

His grip tightened on me as his own body began to shake, his movements becoming slower with each push.

The both of us just held each other for a moment, the room filling with nothing but both of our ragged breaths.

We stayed like that for a few moments, feeling the beating of the other's heart through our chests and the sound of nothing but each other in our ears.

I could still even feel him bulge within me.

Our eyes met the second we parted, that new red color looking more vibrant than it ever has.

We both just kind of looked at each other before Nico sent me a goofy, boyish smile, seemingly excited still after the fact.

I just stared for a few seconds, before I let out a little laugh.

"God," Nico started, holding me close again, "I am so ridiculously in love you."

I laughed again, sniffling as another tear fell from my eyes.

Something about the whole emotion of it all sent me over the edge.

I couldn't even think of a response, so I just held myself there, wrapping my arms around his neck.

Luckily Nico got the idea, kissing the top of my head.

"Happy birthday, Khloe."