Chapter 34

He found Elaina in the living room with a bottle of leather conditioner and some rags, working out the scuffs in her leathers. He put his stuff away then changed into his sweats, doing a quick wash-up after. He choose a seat on the couch, opposite of where she was sitting in his recliner.

"What happened?" he asked cautiously.

"I caught up with Hugh again last night," she said, concentrating on the leather. "He was approaching the city limits when I found him." She continued rubbing vigorously.

"So," Rob said carefully. "How did you damage your leathers?" She seemed in a fey mood and he wasn't sure he should be probing.

She sighed and put down the rag. When she looked at him, there was a sadness in her eyes, not the anger he thought he'd see.

"I thought of the danger he represented, to you and to Dawn, and I lost it. I attacked him without warning. I must have caught him completely off guard and he wasn't ready to fight me. I got in a couple good hits before he disengaged and escaped. I tracked him for three hours, but the sun was rising and I had to get back to shelter. I had barely made it back to you when the sun rose." She shuddered. "That was too close, Rob. I let myself go into a rage and I nearly died for it."

"You did what you needed to do, Elaina. Stop doubting yourself. You had to chase him out or he would have become a serious threat."

Rob had leaned forward, and he was punctuating each point with a finger on her knee. Now he grabbed that knee and shook it. "You are a strong vampire, Elaina, and you will prevail."

He sat back and watched her, waiting for her to accept or reject his words. She sighed and picked up her rag. Rob slid to the floor, grabbed a rag for himself and worked on the other leg. They worked together in silence while she worked through her feelings. He knew she was getting better when she nodded her head and began to smile. He knew it was time for the good news he'd received at lunch.

"I saw Dawn today," he said teasingly.

Elaina brightened immediately. "Oh, good. How's she doing?"

"Good, I think." He paused for effect. "She asked me to call her this weekend."

"Oh, Rob!" she cried, and, throwing down her rag, she grabbed him by the neck and squeezed. He got out a strangled "erk!" and she relented, then she climbed into his lap and snuggled close. "I'm so happy for you."

"You never cease to amaze me," he said, continuing when she made a puzzled face. "No other girlfriend I know of would be happy that another girlfriend was coming back into her boyfriend's life." Elaina laughed happily and nibbled at his chin.

Getting up from his lap, she returned to buffing her leathers. All in all, it took them nearly four hours to repair her leathers back to nearly new. Elaina admitted that without his help it would have taken much longer. She put them away and they readied for bed, which basically involved simply getting naked.

Rob insisted on inspecting her for damage from the fight, scrutinizing her body inch by inch using all his extremities, even his toes in some places. Elaina was nearly in tears from laughter before he was done, and she was as wet as he'd ever seen. He convinced her to climb on top and ride him cowgirl style, sitting straight up and using her thighs to move. She positioned herself carefully with him holding himself on target and she lowered herself down, her swampy pussy gliding easily to the root.

"Elaina, come down here," he urged. "Feed from me. I want to feel my heat when it fills you."

She obliged him by laying down on his body. She licked the base of his throat, nipping gently to open small wounds then tonguing them to press in her saliva. He felt like his blood was beginning to boil, and his erection became painfully hard inside her. She cooed as she felt him growing, stretching her almost to the point of pain.

"You're so big," she murmured. "I've never felt so much of you before." He grunted his response, too wrapped up in the feelings to speak.

She went to back to chewing on his throat, finally opening a wound big enough to draw from. His toes curled at her first hard suck, and he felt a soothing flow through his penis. He knew he hadn't come, yet it felt similar.

She drew at his throat three more times before closing the wound. She sat up so she could get him deeper again, telling him she would finish the healing after they finished having fun. She started posting, going higher and higher until the head of his cock was at the portal on the upstroke. He saw a ring of foam form where they were connected and wondered where that had come from. She started coming herself and the ring was washed away by her fluids.

Elaina's clitoris had come out to play, and Rob marveled at how much it looked like a penis in miniature. He knew it was much more sensitive, though, and he touched it gently, smiling at the way it jumped to his touch. This time he stroked it like he was petting it, starting at the hood and gliding to the tip, then starting over at the top. Five strokes and she was gushing her feminine oils all over his groin.

He felt it when the heat of his blood hit her core, feeling it spread out and warming the rest of her. The combination of the heat and her posting put him over the edge, and he started to come.

"Oh, God!" Elaina cried. "You got bigger!"

The first pulse tore out of him like a fire hose under pressure. The subsequent pulses were gentler, but she had cried out again with the first. She collapsed on his chest, panting and quivering with aftershocks. She stopped shaking after a few minutes, and then she was still. Rob recognized that she had fallen asleep, his mostly hard cock still inside her. He eased out of her and then eased her to the bed, pulling the covers up and cuddling up to her back with his semi-hard cock imbedded in the crack of her ass. She shifted in her sleep and her leg lifted enough to allow his cock to press up to her warm, wet folds; she settled down again, trapping him there. Her warmth lulled him to sleep.

"Good morning, lover," a voice cooed in his ear. He cracked an eye to see a perfect breast hanging there just in front of him. He couldn't resist and slurped the nipple into his mouth and gave it a good hard suck. A squeal echoed from above and the nipple was taken away from him.

"Get up, you naughty boy. I have breakfast ready in the kitchen. You're not going to get anything out of that." She laughed as she wiggled her ass out of the room.

He got up and went through his routine, ending up in the kitchen eating a huge pile of pancakes she'd kept warm in the oven, along with a side of sausage links. While he was eating, he noticed she seemed agitated.

"What's up, sweetie?" he asked around a mouthful of pancake.

"I need go out and do a full scan of my territory. I need to be sure I chased him off and that he's not hiding somewhere, biding his time."

"Okay," he replied after swallowing some coffee. "I can see that. You seem upset. Are you going to be away for a while?"

"Three days," she said miserably. "I don't want to be gone that long, but it's about how long it takes."

"I can handle it," he said, keeping a brave face while dreading her being gone that long.

"Yeah, well, I need to get going if I want to get this done." She stood to hug him and he stood with her. "I love you, Rob."

She went to get ready while he finished his meal, the pancakes tasting like ash. He wasn't able to finish them and scraped the rest into the trash. He washed the dishes to have something to do until she came out.

She appeared at the kitchen entry in her hunting leathers, as Rob had come to think of them. This time she had a sturdy black shirt under the jacket instead of silk. She had a large purse looped over her arm, the edge of the mask peeking out.

"Go," Rob said. "Do what you must and come back to me, safe and sound."

They kissed long and hard, then she walked reluctantly to the door, grabbed her hunter's cloak and left. Rob sighed.

It was a grey day at work for Rob. Even though she was only two hours away in any given direction, he missed knowing she would be there when he got home. He tried to set aside his melancholy and get to work, but he found it difficult at first. It was when he finished the current case in less than two hours, that despite his distraction, that he remembered his determination to corner Bob and find out what was up.

A squeal out on the floor caught his attention and he wandered out to see what was going on.

Brenda and several other admins were crowded around Marge, chattering away a mile a minute, and Rob couldn't decipher any of it. Finally, by dint of collaring one of the admins and loudly asking questions, he discovered that Marge was retiring. All thoughts of Bob and creampuff cases fled, and he went to offer his congratulations to the others.