The Hunt For Immortal Love

Absolute horror fills me as I hear my love's terrified screams echo through the streets. Without even considering the consequences, I move in lightning speed towards the animal that has his claws around her delicate throat. "Get away from her!" I shout as I approach the creature. "Be gone, or I shall end your miserable life right here."

"Sebastian, wait!" Edward who is not as fast as me, manages to catch up and come to stand by my side. He pulls me back as I get ready to attack.

I look at the monster staring back at me as I continue to stand my ground. "Do you have any idea who I am?" I ask. "Who are you, and where did you come from?"

Edward steps even closer to me, "We have not seen your kind here in over two hundred years. Answer the man, where did you come from?"

The man finally speaks but not with the answers we are looking for, "She is mine!" he snaps back. "Go find your own!"

I laugh at him mockingly in his face, "That is where you are mistaken, my dear friend, she is mine. Now I will not ask of you again, let her go".

"Hah, I do not see your mark," he points at Anastasia's throat. "Quite frankly, I do not care who you are," he raises his voice. "Now leave, or I shall kill this worthless human you claim to be yours in front of your eyes." "Get off her! I will not ask you again!"

Edward moves to the side of the godawful creature. He smells of rotten flesh, and by the very looks of him, he has not seen a bath in ages. We have not seen his kind lurk these streets for centuries. Over two hundred years ago, when we came to London, they riddled the streets; it took us months to exterminate them all. They are the evil spawns that are half-vampire and half wolf.

Now the worthless mut has his paws on my Anastasia. I have no calm in killing his kind again, but should I do so and there is more of him, then we will for sure start a war. But this is my love; I am willing to do anything to save her. He has her scent; if not tonight, he will come for her.

I look at Edward and nod my head, "You know what to do; take her home, and I shall meet you there. I have a dog that needs to be taught a few new tricks."

Before the hybrid could even possibly think of making a move, I grab him by the neck and force him against the wall; the impact makes the bones in his back crack. "Aaahhh, you are going to pay for that," the mut screams. "For a Vampire, you are a complete idiot; you know that those will heal faster than your next breath."

"Oh, you do make me laugh," I push him even further up the wall. "I am afraid you are mistaken if you think that you are going to live long enough to hear my next breath." He kicks hard against the wall, trying to push his body back, "Put me down, and I will let you live."

"You should have put the girl down when I asked you to."

"Your voice is starting to annoy me. Let me go! Who do you think you are?" You can't keep me up here the whole night!"

"I am Sebastian Belmont, you stupid mut. And I can keep you up here as long as I want, but as much as I enjoy playing with my prey, I have somewhere else to be."Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

I see his eyes grow wide, and fear creeps in, "Wait, Mr. Belmont," he begs. "I am sorry."

"Too late." With one flick of my hand, I snap his neck. I can hear every bone as it cracks bit by bit. I must admit that having such power and feeling the bones crack against my palm is the second-best feeling that a creature of my kind can have. I feel his final breath blow over my skin; the mut is dead.

I release my fingers one by one from his neck, and his limp body drops like a sandbag to the floor. I open the filthy rubbish bin and toss his body inside hopefully; by the time they discover him, the rats would have eaten his flesh off the bone. Making sure that I am not seen, I leave the alley and head home. When I arrive there, Lilith is with Anastasia and Eva in the common room.

Lilith gets off from her seat and comes towards me to give me a hug, "Dear brother, I am so relieved to see you; we were worried sick."

"Just a dog that needed house training, my dear," I say as she pulls away. "All is fine now; he won't be bothering anyone again."

Anastasia looks at me in horror, "Did...did you kill him?" she asks.

"I did what had to be done, Anastasia," I explain as I take her hand, but she pulls away. "I am afraid he would have come for you again if he did not get what he wanted tonight."

"What...what did he want?"

"He would want the same thing as what our kind does; he just does not go about it so elegantly."

"Oh my god," she laughs hysterically. "Is there even such a thing as elegantly drinking someone's blood? I mean, what are you?

"Anastasia, let me go clean you off," once more, I try to take her hand, but she pushes me away. "I will explain all about it to you then."

"No!" she shouts. "You think I am going to let you be alone with me?"

"My dear, you have been alone with Edward and Lilith, and have they have not done a thing."

She looks over to Lilith that is sitting next to her and Edward across the room. I can hear her heart thumping hard against her rib cage. Her face turns a white shade of pale as she turns back to me. "You mean?" "Yes," I answer with somewhat amusement on my face. "Edward and Lilith are vampires too."

"Holy shit!" Eva jumps off the chair.

Anastasia pulls Eva by the arm. "Eva, I don't think you can say holy."

Not that it is the appropriate time to, but I burst out laughing. "Don't worry about that, my dear. Now please, I insist, let me go clean you off."

"You really do smell like a dead dog," Lilith insists.

"How?" she looks down as to smell herself. "I mean, I don't smell a thing."

"Trust me, dear," Edward says. "You do."

"Please, my love," I beg of her. "Please come with me."

"Okay, but if you try sticking your teeth thingies in me, then you are going to wish you were dead."

"I am already dead, my love," I walk on over to her and gently take her hand. She is somewhat resistant but allows me to slowly help her off the chair. I slide my hand around her waist, how I have missed this. Only a few hours ago, she nearly was mine, but now we feel like we are two worlds apart, which in fact, we are.

As we reach my room, I let her sit on the bed while I run a bath of water. From the bathroom, I can hear her whispering to herself.

"What have you gotten yourself into, Anastasia. He is a damn vampire. A damn hot vampire. Shit, why did they have to make him so damn hot?"

I softly chuckle to myself; she surely is one special creature.

Once I am satisfied the water is the correct temperature for such a fragile body, I head back into the room. "You need to get undressed for this, Anastasia."

"And let you see me naked?" she laughs. "I don't think so."

"My love, my hands were all over you only a few hours ago; I know how you feel naked. I don't think seeing you makes such a difference."

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"Fine," she says. "But keep your hands to yourself."

"How am I going to bath you then?"

"I have two hands," she waves them in front of my face. "I am sure I can do it myself."

"As you wish then."

She rushes into the bathroom ahead of me. I watch as she slips her feet out of her stilettos and drops them down next to her on the floor. She slides her hands underneath her dress and slowly pulls her panties off. I swear she is doing this on purpose. She looks over her shoulder back at me. "Please," she asks of me to unzip her dress.

"Of course." For the second time tonight, I find myself staring at her bareback. She takes hold of my hands and allows me to slide them over her shoulders; I let her dress drop and run my hands down her spine. She shivers and lets out a low moan. I run my hands further down the contours of her waist and even further down her tight bottom.

As I run them over her thighs, she grabs hold of them and stops. "I thought you were going to bathe me?" she asks.

"Your beauty captivates me; it is hard to keep my hands from you." Before she can protest, I softly lay my lips on the bare of her neck and kiss her.

Her entire body freezes, "Se...Sebastian."

"Don't worry, my love, if I were going to bite you, it would have been the side of your neck."

"Thanks for warning me," she says while unknowingly rubbing her neck. "Now, those lips will never come close to my neck."

"So you mean they can come close to you but just not your neck?"

"I did not say that," she protests. "Don't get any clever ideas here."

"I know you find me irresistible, Anastasia; you will soon be begging for it."

"We will just have to wait and see."

"Why don't you get into the water before you freeze to death," I ask.

"I am not cold," she snaps back.

"Then why are you shaking like that?"

"It's you," she says.

I smile at her and bite down on my bottom lip, "Told you I will have an effect on you."

"You are impossible," she says as she dips her toes in the water one by one and slides down along the edge of the bath, making herself comfortable. She slowly closes her eyes and loses herself in the moment.

I start, and one by one, I undo each button of my stained white shirt. With her eyes still firmly closed, I start to unzip my pants; I kick them off in a pile next to her dress and toss my shirt there too. As I have my briefs halfway down my legs, her eyes open. She stares at me in total shock, standing in front of her with a full erection. "Oh my god," she softly whispers.

"Well, I have never been called a god before, but I guess they say there is a first for everything."

"What are you doing? she asks, trying her best to look away. "Where are your clothes?"

I point over to the pile on the floor.

"I can see that!" she looks at me again. "Why are they not on you?"

"My dear, I took them off; is that not obvious?"

"Believe me; it is very obvious."

"I am getting in with you," I walk closer to get into the bath. "Now, move a bit up so I can get in behind you."

"Oh no, you are not," she tries to make me stop.

"How am I supposed to bathe you then?"

"Next to the bath," she points to where I am standing.

"And you would be fine in having my crotch in your face?"

"Urgh," she grunts. "Just get in the bath then."

She allows me to slide in behind her back into the water; the moment she feels my growing erection pushing into her skin, she gasps, "Sebastian."

"Ssshhh, Anastasia."

I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer to me between my legs. I soak a sponge in the water and lather it with soap. Gently I start washing her back, moving up her spine and down her back. I move over her arms and along her sides. Slowly I move my hands from her sides and up her chest. Her breathing stops for a short second as I place one hand on her breast while rubbing the sponge in circles.

"Sebastian."

I purposely ignore her plea and start laying small kisses on her shoulder. My free hand moves to the front and takes her other breast in my hand. I softly squeeze. Her breathing is now a lot heavier. I drop the sponge in the water and run my palms over her erect nipples. Her breasts are soft and supple in my hands as I take them both and start rubbing them harder.

"Sebastian, that is not bathing," she says with heavy breaths.

"Do you want me to stop, Anastasia?" I do not pay attention to what she says; I continue to kiss her on her shoulder and up her neck. Her moans are increasing by the moment.

"Sebastian."

"Yes, my love?"

"What does it feel like?"

"What does what feel like?"

"Being bitten."

"Think of feeling so much pleasure that you cannot handle it and times that by tenfold," I try to explain.

"So, if you bit me, I won't die or become a vampire?"

"Why are you asking Anastasia? Do you want to feel it?"