Craving Temptation: Love Of A Vampire

As I turn the corner there is a slight bit of hesitation in me. But it is not hesitation, it is fear. The last time I felt fear was the night when my Maker came to me with the offer of immortality. This, unlike most Vampires, is a life I chose. I was not turned by accident, nor was I ill and nor was I dying. I wanted to become what I am today.

The very moment I step into sight of what is before me, I am blown away by surprise at what my eyes behold. My beloved has Genevieve pinned to the ground between her hands and her legs. Of course Genevieve is kicking up a storm to free herself, but Anastasia's power is far greater. Now why she has not ended her miserable life, I am not sure.

"My beloved, why are you still faffing with this woman?"

"This is not my battle to finish. I am merely holding her in place so you can do what needs to be done."

"How thoughtful of you. Believe me this is a moment I have replayed in my head over for this last day."

"Well can you get it over with, I would like to get out of this place."

Anastasia slides off from Genevieve and takes her place by my side. I can hear by her short rapid breaths that this battle has taken a great deal from her body. The question begs, do I severely punish Genevieve or do I take her life. The truth is that such a thing as revenge never dies and she has used her power as a Council Member to her own benefit. Therefor as Edward bears witness, she shall receive the ultimate sentence...death.

I step closer to Genevieve to where she has now raised to her feet. I can see her begging eyes asking me to stop and show her forgiveness. But time for such a novelty has long gone past. As I push her body into the pillar behind her, I slam the dagger into her chest. As she breaths her final breath, I leave her with one parting thought.

"You did always say that I shall be the death of you."

With that the ordeal of the past day has no finally come to its end.

I turn back to my beloved and with her arm hooked into mine, we make our graceful exit from the dungeon. The first thing that brings me comfort again, is the crisp fresh air that awaits us as we set foot from the castle. There is a soft breeze that blows over our skin as we make our way to the car. Never did I think I would be so pleased to see such miserable clouds in the cold of the night.

The drive home is fairly quiet, apart from discussing Anastasia's success in the battle, not much else is said. I can safely say that we can all appreciate how lucky we are to be alive.

When we do finally get home, we leave the formalities and thanks for later as there is nothing more I need right now than to wash this filthy dungeon grime off of me.

The moment we step into our room, I watch as my beloved start stripping the bits of clothing she has on. She knows I am watching her, she knows the second she uncups those stilettos that she is going to have my blood boiling. She can be stark naked for all I care, but those damn deep cherry red heels drives me completely raging.

Once she is completely bare in front of me she turns to me and smiles.

"Are you coming?"

...Anastasia...

If I had to say I was not scared, then that is a blatant lie. I was beyond terrified that we were not going to make it out there alive. If one would not have made it, then the other one would have sacrificed themselves. Never in my human years did I ever feel this much for a man, it does frighten me the lengths that I shall go to make sure that Sebastian is safe. If this is what true love is then I would want to be addicted to it for the rest of eternity.

But eternity can wait, I need to get this dungeon off me. I make my way into the bathroom, leaving a very aroused Sebastian staring at my back while he is not able to move. The stiletto thing drives this man beyond crazy and I know that he is about to take every inch of my aching body.

As I step into the shower, it feels like little angels dancing on my skin, each little drop washes away the dungeon and everything that happened in there. A slight breeze tickles my nipples and they instantly harden.

I know he is there. He doesn't have to say a word. I can feel his eyes watching me as I shower. My eyes remain closed as I let the water stream down my face.

When I finally open my eyes, I see him slip off his black underwear and step into the shower with me. Damn, he is a sight to behold, especially when his is standing naked in front of me. I step backwards to allow the shower head to spray him with droplets that do nothing but accentuate his strong shoulders, glisten off his arms and trickle down his chest.

I watch as he smiles and gently bites down into his bottom lip. I know what he is about to do and god am I going to let him do whatever he desires. He easily picks my tiny frame up and places me against the wall, I wrap my legs around his back.

I kiss him on the lips. What starts as an innocent peck, turns into an instant hunger. His arms grip around me tighter, as he presses me even harder against the wall. My arms are around his neck as our lips melt into one. I suck on his bottom lip and a moan escapes from deep in his throat. I can feel him harden between my open and parted legs. Our kisses become even more intense and our carnal desires even harder to fight.

I take his hard length and slide it down between my folds. When it reaches the tender skin of my wet entrance, a deep growl rolls over his lips. I look into his eyes, they beg, he wants his raging erection to consume every part of me. But what he wants the most is to slide his fangs deep into my skin. I give him the access he needs to slam them hard against my neck. He drives them deep and starts to suck every drop of me that he craves more than everything.

He tightens his grip around my ass and thrusts full and hard. He retracts and drives just as hard as but only faster than before. He slips out again and crashes hard, his fangs still nestled firm into my neck. The sex was loud and brutal. With every sharp thrust our skin slap together wet and luscious. My cries grow louder, more desperate, as the pleasure mounts. I am on fire, I am panting and moaning as the ache between my legs is throbbing.

Without giving him warning I expose my very own razor sharp teeth and ram them even harder into the nape of his neck. I draw and I draw ever more, every suck increasing his pleasure. All it takes is one fierce drive and he is over the edge. I am right behind him. As we finally shatter into each other's arms, we both sigh with relief.

As he finally drops me down to my feet I can do nothing than smile to myself. I love pleasing him, I love the warm afterglow I get when I see him so satisfied…and so happy. After every time he loses control, he gets this cheesy smile, the one where his dimples show…and I love knowing that I am the reason behind it.

He grabs a towel and wraps it around his waist, he picks me up off the floor and carries me out of the bathroom to the bed.

...Sebastian...

As I drop her body gently into the satin sheets, I know there is nowhere else I ever want to be and that is with her. She completes my eternity in more ways than she shall ever know. I can with all honesty say that this exquisite beauty is the love of my life.

As she sits up straight, I can see by the wicked smile on her face that she still wants more and more is what I shall give to her.

I gracefully turn my back facing her, she comes crawling from behind up my back. I hear her gasp as she opens her mouth as wide as it is required to once again slide every tip of her fangs effortlessly into my skin. The moment she drive hard, my entire body burst in to the greatest tingles of pleasure. She sends me to the edge and back as she gently takes what she needs to give me the pleasure that I seek.

As she finally lets go she leans into my ear and softly whispers to me.

"I love you Sebastian, more than you shall ever know."

I turn to face her and take her soft and beautiful face gently between my hands. My eyes pierce straight into her bright blue eyes. I look beyond into her soul, into her, into her being and with the deepest meaning I confess what I have been waiting to do more than my nerves has ever allowed me to do.

"My beloved, I love you so deeply, I love you in colours that do not even exist."

After what seems longer than a few moments in each other's embrace, we reluctantly clothe ourselves to go give thanks to those of the Belmont house that has gone through lengths to help both of us out of this big mess.

As we head downstairs as happy in bliss, we find Edward and Lilith standing in their usual spots in the kitchen. But I am afraid that they do not seem as cheerful as we do. Do I even dare and ask?

"What is the matter Edward?"

He hesitates for a few moments feeling somewhat terrible to have to spoil our happiness and the calmness that has settled over us for being grateful to be alive and have each other again. Then as he finally speaks, I do wish that he did not say a word in the first place.

"Eva is gone."