He was on his way out the door, ready to take care of business matters. He had to meet up with the men he trusted most, the ones who were just like him...or so she hoped.
He had been looking weak and exhausted over the last few days, and she knew he needed to replenish himself, but she truly hated how he had to do it.
She was not of his breed, and although thier love for eachother had found a way for them to be united, she was certain that he was going to see the other woman.
He needed to feed, and although her heart was enough for thier eternity, her blood wasn't.....She was human.
When he needed to drink from another, he would go to the club, just outside of town, where he would find a woman of his own kind, and sink his elongated fangs deep into her neck, to fill his void. He always pushed his need to far, so when he endulged, it would take hours.
She had been falling in love with him, more and more with each passing day, and she had known from the beginning, that he was different, and this was one of his needs that couldn't be met by her alone. She had always understood this, so why was it upsetting her so intensly tonight?
She didn't want to think about it for another second. She walked over to the movie collection they shared, and slid her choice into the DVD player. Pearle Harbour....It was her favorite, and was longer than any other selection they had. Positioning herself on the soft leather couch, she wrapped up with the cashmere blanket that was resting on it's arm, and pressed play on the remote, preparing herself for three hours of a spectacular romance. As she watched the love story unfold before her eyes, she was taken away....
Suddenly, without even being aware of it, she was reliving that unforgettable day, when she had met her one true love, the man of her dreams.....
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She had made her way onto the train, just in time. She never felt comfortable waiting at the station by herself. It was full, many people everywhere, and it seemed to her that no one offered chivalry these days. She stood near a door, studying her surroundings.
People of all kinds, with a story to tell. The speeding train had escaped it's underground tunnel, offering the outside world for a minute. Looking around, there was one man that stole her attention. There was just something seperating him from everyone else around them. His eyes.....almost seemed as though they lit up. She had never seen such a stunning hazel. His hair, dark as night, matching the perfectly trimmed goatee cradling his chin.
His skin was softly tanned, coinciding with his large, masculine body, which was resting on the glass partition behind him. He looked like a dark angel. She was willing to bet that beneath his clothes, the definition of his muscles was incredible, unimaginably firm.
His voice...she needed to know what it sounded like. She was usually so shy, not the type of woman to ever approach a stranger...what was she doing?
She couldn't resist the moment...she couldn't resist him, trying so hard to keep herself under control, but his calm was seductive. The curves of his lips were so easy to get lost in. She stared at them from across the train. She was careful not to get caught staring, looking away everytime his head gestured upward. He occasionally caressed his goatee with the back of his fingers. Moving slowly and gracefully, memorizing and hypnotizing her, as she was unable to look away anymore. Licking his upper lip, exposing his soft tongue was the final straw....
She approached him...asking for directions to the hotel she would be staying at, that evening.....................
Suddenly, without even realizing it, they are in her hotel. Sitting in the chair of the dark room, wearing a black silk dress, her one shoulder exposed, extenuating the curves of her neck. He stands before her, wearing his dark blue suit and white button down shirt, three buttons undone at the top. His tie hanging loosly around the middle of his chest.
Staring at her, he seductivly smiles and approaches. She stands up, and embraces him with a long, passionate kiss. No words are exchanged. With her hand running through his hair, she starts to bring her lips down towards his neck. She can smell his cologne, combined with his natural scent, creating a fragrance more enticing then any fashion mogul could ever create. It overwhelms her. She can feel a warmth rising in her chest.
She looks deep into his eyes, speaking through them, telling him that she is ready to be taken....She begins to unbutton the rest of his shirt. Wearing a tanktop underneath, she slides her arms around his waist and pulls it loose from the inside of his pants. He looks down at her with a smirk of anticipated intention. Sliding her hands over his legs, she feels the quality of the fabric he is wearing. Her hand glides over to his manliness. She can feel how hard he is, how firm he is, how satisfying he would be. He moans as she begins to stroke him over the fabric...teasing him. Gazing up at him to see his reaction...his eyes are closed, neck is back. She smiles and studies him, not stopping her touch for a moment.
He runs his hand from her face, down to her breasts. tracing every detail of them through the silk. Leaning in to kiss her, they explore eachother's mouths, he picks her up, and carries her to the bed, laying her down gently. Wanting to mount her right then and there, he balances his weight to her side, keeping a slow pace....
She takes his hand, and slips it underneath her dress. He plays with the strings of her panties. Guiding his finger lightly in thier direction, until he finally touches her, and feels the soft skin of her entrance. He aches with pleasyre. She moans, licking her lips. "I have to have you, I am yours tonight" she softly whispered...
She unbuckled his belt, undid the button, and pulled down his zipper. She arched her body, while he removed her dress, and unclipped her bra. They were so ready, naked and teased. Raising over her gorgeous body and carefully lowering himself on top of her, he penetrated her...maiking love to her in such a perfect motion. Touching eachother, enjoying eachother, thier bodies were so hot. Thier moans expelling in a passionate climactic sync.
Her head tilted back, she panted faster, his breathing rapid, thier bodies united as one.
They learned every detail of eachother's intimacy, and they were bonding.
Thier hearts raced against time, falling in love.........
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"Miss, this is Smith and 9th Street" he replies. "Pardon? Oh, is it?"....She was confused.
"This is Smith and 9th Street, next stop...4th Avenue, Stand clear to closing doors"....
She wickedly snaps out of her fantasy, as the train doors close. His voice...was the conductor's voice. She was flushed, and embarressed. She could have sworn that everything they just shared was real...
"Would you like me to take you to your destination, afterall, you are going to have to go back now, and I can't let a beautiful woman walk alone in the night" his voice was deep and erotic.
Making thier way back, they talked...about everything. She felt as though she needed to, so that he wouldn't leave her yet. As they reached the hotel entrance, she thanked him, wishing he wouldn't walk away, but just as he started to, he turned and asked her for her name....."Serenity", she answered. He placed his hands on her her face, his eyes sparkling. He embraced her with a sweet, tender kiss..."My name is Darius, and I WILL be seeing you again".
From that point in time, thier love escalated for one another. Thier passion reached levels that they had never known before. They met as individuals....and quickly became one.
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Serenity's body stirred, as Darius placed his keys on the table. She must have drifted off during the movie....Within moments, he was laying with her, pushing her hair away from her face. He pressed his mouth to hers, and kissed her....Blood? Of course it was, she could taste it!
He was stimulated, filled with life, and he wanted to take her like a mating animal.
"Don't do this!" she snapped at him. "I'm getting tired of you coming home to me when you're done with...her" She knew deep within her, that it was his nature to feed, but she wished he never had to touch another female, in any way. She had fallen for this man so hard, that even the idea of it was making her crazy with jealousy. He tried to reassure her..."You know that you are my one and only love. I never mean to hurt you. I have to drink from thier vein....I have no choice, it's what keeps me alive...Please Baby, let me have you, I need you." As he leaned down to kiss her again, his hand rubbing her thigh, she pushed him off of her, and demanded him him to give her some time. She needed to put her emotions at ease. When he came back toward her, she could see the desire in his eyes. They were glowing, and she was not allowing it...not this time!
She stormed off into the washroom, and started the shower. While she was removing her clothes, he came into the room, behind her. She was becoming so frusterated with him. She was sure that her face was turning red, her blood was boiling....
When he pulled her into his arms, she slapped him...hard, unable to believe that she just did that. She silently turned around, about to step into the bathtub. She desperately needed the water to run down her body, hoping it would calm her. She didn't have a chance....
He grabbed her from behind, and pulled her down onto the floor, the chill of the ceramic filling her with rage. She raised her head quickly, and bit his lip hard, trying to stop him from from meeting his lips with hers. The weight of his body pinning her down. He manouvered himself, using the strength of his hand to keep her in place, as he lowered to her thighs. Her legs were bent, and held tight together. He forced his upper body between them, seperating them. With his head in place, he ached for her...throbbing so bad, it hurt. He licked her sweetness, growling as he did. Freeing herself just enough to scratch his back fiercly with her nails, he hissed, knowing she drew his blood, and it made him crave her more now, then ever. He dropped his mouth back down to her, tasting her. She was wet, wanting him just the same. He ran his tongue all over her, his hot breath running her body wild....Oh, how this man of hers knew how to please her!
Purring for him, he took her to a point that was no higher, her peak. "I want you....."
Looking into her deep brown eyes, she took his hand, and they made thier way into the shower. The room was so thick, the shower still running, waiting....
She was ready to give herself to him, to show him what he meant to her....He was filling her feminine body with adoration and lust. Damn, she excited him. Her long brown hair, sexy brown eyes, and that smile...His need grew stronger, as she touched his rock hard erection. They felt the steam rising, the hot water cleansing thier bodies, freeing her anger. She turned around for him, her hands flush against the tile wall. Standing behind her, he grabs a handful of her hair, he pulls hard, naturally forcing her back to arch.
Slipping himself deep inside her, he begins to thrust. She moans with seductive intensity, as he touches her breasts, and runs his tongue along her curved spine. He tilts her head back toward his, and kisses her erotically, but never breaking the momentum of his rythmn.
Biting on her neck, continuing to penetrate all of himself inside her, she covered him completely. Savouring the warmth of him, she cries out his name repeatedly.
He can tell she is about to orgasm, trying to hold back his own...
Her sounds of pleasure get the best of him, he cannot fight it any longer. Pushing into her, seeing her hands try to grab the wall, he climaxes....
Together, they are fullfilled, complete. He kisses her body as they catch thier breath.
After a few moments, Darius turns her to face him....."Serenity, I love you. You are, and forever will be my everything"
