The Darkness Comes (closed)

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He lay her down on the bed drinking in the sight of her naked body as he took off his shoes and pants, he stood naked in front of her his member hard and throbbing. Kneeling down he ran his hands up her legs and sides as she wriggled beneath him, finally his mouth found her breast and it enveloped her nipples once more. Again his hand found her folds and he began to stroke and tease her, he loved to hear her moan as his fingers slipped in and out. He lifted his fingers up and tasted her sweet nectar.

“My red rose” he crooned as kissed her “you are simply delicious, I could eat you whole”

He opened his mouth and playfully used his fangs to apply some pressure onto her neck, he then dragged them down being careful not to draw blood. He felt her shiver as he made his way past her bosom, down her stomach, until his mouth hovered over her the lips between her legs. Meeting her eyes he licked his lips then grabbed her and clamped his mouth down onto her, his tongue savouring the taste of her juices.

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie watched him intently as he finished undressing until he stood naked there in front of her. He was an incredibly handsome man and she certainly enjoyed being with him in moments like this. Then his cool hands were tracing up her body, making her squirm before his lips were at her breasts again. She moaned for him, arching her back as his fingers found their way back to her dewy folds. The sounds of the constant in and out motion of his fingers was like music to her ears and she sang along with finely mews and cries of her own.

She was trembling as he tasted her juices, his words making her smile as he talked about devouring her whole. She had no doubt that he could and would. She simply had to trust that he wouldn't. Another sharp gasp left her lips as he teased her with his sharp fangs, drawing them down her throat to find her fluttering pulse beneath her skin. He traced down over her naked flesh, simply teasing until he paused to look her in the eyes before his lips sealed around her pussy.

"Oh!" She gasped, her fingers instantly tangling in his long hair as he pleasures her with his mouth. "Yes...like that, Edward." She moaned, her hips rising from the bed to meet his motions in perfect harmony.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He groaned, vibrating into her as he heard her gasp and her her hands gripped at his head, he heard moan and felt her hips rise. He held her up using his shoulders under her legs and ravenously devoured her sweet slit, his nails raked across her ass cheeks and he squeezed them, the soft globes fitting perfectly in his hands. Her hips came back down to the bed and her back arched as he found her clit, his tongue flicked over it drawing circles around.

His hands snaked up to find her nipples rolling them between his thumb and forefinger, he felt the lust rising in him and he growled into her sucking on her clit. He loved feeling her pulse under his hands, feeling it quicken each time she gasped at his ministrations. His hand slid down and he took two fingers positioning them at her soaking wet entrance, slipping them inside, his cold skin against the soft velvet walls of her pussy

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie clenched her eyes shut as he growled into her flesh, his tongue and lips driving her wild as he took her to heaven. She gasped and cooed, fingers gripping his hair tightly before her other hand grabbed the sheets tightly. She pulled hard at both, moaning loudly as he took her higher and higher into the clouds.

"Oh god!" She cried out as he pressed two fingers deeply inside her body, the lewd sound joining that of his sucking. "Edward...I'm...oh god, im going to cum."

She was panting and a thin sheen of sweat broke over her skin. She was panting hard, chest heaving as she struggled to contain herself. Before she knew it, she came hard, bucking against his body as she thrashed.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He felt her squeeze around his fingers as she warned him of her imminent orgasm, he held her tight as it struck her and she soared. His mouth clamped down on her pussy, his fingers deep inside prolonging her pleasure as he felt her body spasm and she was lost in a world of ecstasy.

Her cry was long and loud as she reached the pinnacle of her pleasure, soaking his mouth, she then came crashing back down, letting out small whimpers and moans as it subsided. He removed his head from between her legs and wiped his mouth, licking the nectar from his fingers.

“I’m glad you enjoyed that, but we’re only getting warmed up”

his eyes glowed as he came crawling up the bed, his lips finding hers once more, her arms wrapping around his neck he reached behind her back and pulled her up. He continue to kiss her as his hands enveloped her ass and used it to hold her over him, he could feel the heat from her already sopping wet slit as he teased her entrance.

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie was shaking as Edward soaked in the moment, tasting her hot nectar as she gave it freely. She sighed, panting for air as he wiped his mouth and promised her that they were just getting warmed up that evening. Then his lips were there again, pressing against her own until she moaned at the heat behind the moment. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he lifted her from the bed. His cool hands gripped her bottom, holding her up over his hard cock as he teased her body with the throbbing tip.

"Don't tease me, Edward." Rosie whimpered as their kiss ended and she noticed his eyes glowing with an inner heat. "Make this moment special."

She nuzzled against his nose, his cool skin making her shiver as she tilted her head back to allow him access to her throat. She loved the feel of his lips caressing her skin and she was secretly thrilled as he raked his teeth across her tender flesh.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

As his cock teased her entrance he could hear her voice begging him not to tease her, asking him to make the moment special. He smiled, his eyes glowing hungrily as he nuzzled against her nose then tilted her head back, he could feel the temptation to bite her rising within him and he subdued it enough to kiss her neck and lightly drag his fang around her neck.

“I wouldn’t dream of making this moment any less special my sweet red rose”

With these words he grabbed her ass and slid her soaking wet pussy onto his cock, groaning and kissing her as he felt her succulent slit wrap around him. He began a rhythm, grinding his cock into her as his mouth found her nipples and breasts once more.

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie never had to pretend with Edward. With other men she would play the part that they wanted until they found the pleasure and enjoyment they had paid for. Edward had always made her feel special and worth his time, like they were connected on another level.

She shivered and gasped as he teased her throat with his sharp fangs, murmuring about making the moment special as he gripped her bottom and pulled her onto his thick cock. A shuddering cry left her lips as he filled her completely, stretching her around his shaft. As he set them on a fast pace, her arms wrapped a little tighter around his neck. He feasted on her breasts, teasing her sensitive nipples until she grew even warmer and wetter.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Edward groaned as she tightened his grip on his neck, he rarely had a chance to let his desires manifest themselves in full but with Rosie it was impossible not to, and she demanded it of him. He growled, deep and guttural, his cock throbbed inside her and he began to loose his restraints.

His eyes glowed and the room seemed to Grow darker and warmer as he started to pick up the pace, sliding halfway out before crashing back in grinding his hips into her. His lips found hers and he reached up to deftly undo her hair, once he had done this he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back licking across her throat tasting her. He felt her moan loudly, his cock drenched in her juices as he thrust hard inside her.

 

[heartofcourage]

When Edward lost himself in passionate moments all Rosie could do was hold on tight. He had an animal within him that he would show her and she loved every moment of it. Their lips pressed together, seeking passion until she couldn't breathe. His fingers pulled her long hair free from its pins until he could grip the length of it and she found her head tugged back.

Rosie let out a long moan as he feasted on her throat, kissing her until she saw the moon and the stars. He might bite her. The thought thrilled her and frightened her at the same time. Still, her arms never left their protective loop around his neck as he pounded into her with a strong force.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He felt the need to taste her growing stronger within him and he new he couldn't hold it much longer, he turned around to come crashing down on the bed. His eyes glowed as he started to pound her, his cock pulling out to its full length then slamming back inside, his mouth and tongue devoured every part of her body that he could reached.

He licked her stomach and up to her breasts his teeth closing around her nipples he sucked and licked both of her breasts to he felt her back arch. His mouth slid to her ear and her groaned then found the strength to warn her.

"Rosie, I can't hold it back, I need to bite you", then he was lost again.

He drew up, kneeling as he continued to slam inside of her, the look of pure ecstasy on her face spurring him on. He roared and opened his mouth, his teeth gleaming, then leaning down he used her hair to pull her head aside and sunk his teeth into her.

 

[heartofcourage]

He was everywhere all at once it seemed. She found herself on her back, his powerful thrusts quaking her body as he rammed himself home over and over again. He licked her stomach, her breasts, making her back arch off the bed before he warned her that he needed to bite. She let out a deep moan as his fingers tangled in her hair again, pulling her head to the side. She was prepared for the moment and as the stinging pain hit, she let out a cry and came.

Then she was paralyzed. Something about his bite made her unable to move, but the sensations coursing through her body were powerful and real. She trembled in his arms as his mouth drank deeply from her rich, passion infused blood.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He felt her come, squeezing around his cock as he bit into her, the bite immobilising her as her orgasm moved through her body like lightning. He continued to slam inside her as his teeth pierced her skin and he drank. Her blood, especially during moments like this, was the sweetest he had ever tasted. It empowered him beyond belief and the fact that she gave it of her own free will only deepened their connection.

Lust overtook him and he slammed one last time inside her, holding it there he exploded, his seed shooting inside her. Ropes of thick cum painted her pussy walls and the release was all he needed to pull back from her neck. He quickly licked the two punctures in her neck, his saliva sealing it up before he lapped the excess blood from her body.

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie shivered and whimpered as she felt Edward cum, his cock pulsing inside of her as he pulled back from her throat and he was soon licking the last of the rich crimson drops. It would take a few more moments before she could move again and when she gathered herself, she let out a soft sigh and turned her gaze towards his.

"I think I'm falling in love." Rosie said in a soft trembling voice. "That's never happened to me before. It frightens me."

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He lay on top of her as she gathered herself then she looked into his eyes and told him she was falling love with him, that she had never felt this way before and it frightened her. Her dark eyes were soft as she spoke and when she had finished he rolled over so she could lie on him, their legs tangled together, her head resting on his chest. She felt his voice as a vibration coming from his torso as he spoke.

“I have known you long enough, my red rose, to know that you speak the truth”

As he spoke his hands ran through her tousled, fire red hair.

“and in return you deserve the same, these moments of passion we share are moments of deep connection, but if this is truly how you feel then you must know that as much as I care for you I cannot give you all of myself until I am sure you are ready to leave everything you know behind and follow me into eternity”.

His hand brushed across her lips and cheek.

“If you ever come to me and tell me you are ready I will do what I must to have you by my side, but I cannot give you my heart until I know I will not have to watch you die of old age as I remain unchanged, I could not bear the pain”

Not to mention the danger it would put her in…..

 

[heartofcourage]

"You won't go away, will you?" Rosie asked as he turned them so that she was resting against his chest, their legs twined together as he stroked his hands through her hair and over her delicate features. "It's a lot to think about. I have very strong feelings for you but I know that making a commitment would be very hard. I don't want to hurt you."

She lifted her head from his chest and looked him in the eye. "I never want to hurt you. I care for you far too much to ever do that."

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

"You won't go away, will you?"........

He listened as she spoke of her not wanting to hurt him and telling him how much she cared. He smiled at her, his blue eyes sparkling in the dim light.

“I know how much you care my dear, I feel it when we make love, when we talk, when we lie like this in each other's arms. It is because of this that I will never leave you”

He stroked her spine as he lay back, thoughtful, his brow furrowed as he thought of the reason he had initially asked her to see him outside of her profession. He had purposefully not shared this information as he did not want to spoil the evening but his attempt to get her to leave her work behind had failed and so he contemplated telling her as he spoke.

“Rosie, I will never leave you for as long as you live, however long that may be, but if you truly love me you must leave prostitution behind. I accept you must entertain other men to make a living but If you are to become mine you are mine and mine alone”

Even if this attempt failed he had still persuaded her to allow him to stop paying her, this was a start at least towards making sure she was safe, if anything happened to her……….he did not want to entertain the idea. As powerful as he was there were some things he could never control. He tensed at the thought.

 

[heartofcourage]

"I've never known another life." Rosie murmured as she rested her cheek back on his naked chest.

It was true. Her earliest memory was of her father. He was a charming man who died when she was very little. She remembered his glowing smile and how happy he made her mother. Then...he was gone. Stolen away by an illness. Her mother never smiled again after they had buried him. She had turned to the streets to support her little girl and soon, Rosie had learned the trade as well. When she was old enough, she started entertaining men, poor and wealthy alike. She didn't enjoy it but it was a good living.

"I can try." Rosie promised him, knowing that he deserved a woman that could make those kinds of sacrifices for him. "I'll try my hardest."

She snuggled up against his side, her head finding a comfortable spot on his shoulder. She didn't want to say anything more least she make a promise that she could never keep. Instead, her eyes closed and she let out a long, tired sigh.

"Wake me in a little while." She murmured to him in a sleepy voice. "It's been a terribly long day and I just need some rest."

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He listened as she promised she would try, it wasn't much but it was a start. He smiled as she found a spot in his shoulder and nestled there, letting out a sigh. She asked him to wake her telling him it had been a long day, she was right about that, but the night was only beginning for him.

He kissed her head and she let out a small satisfied murmur, he lay awake as he waited for her to drift off. once she was asleep he slipped out of the bed and took a large cloak from the nearby closet. Opening the door into the night he walk to the edge of the boat and looked out over the Thames at London city, it seemed still, unnaturally so. Edward’s eyes glowed in the darkness, there was something out there, what it was he didn't know but he could feel it, taste it. He looked back at the door where Rosie slept, he cared so much for her, he had to make sure she was safe at any cost. These meetings with her helped take his mind off things but tomorrow night he would have to return to his hunt.

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Edward awoke as he usually did every night, his eyes snapping open as his senses announced to him the arrival of nightfall. He pulled aside the large slab of his tomb and slid out to stand in his basement, the walls were large square slabs stacked on top of each other and in the middle of the grey stone floor was his tomb. A rectangular sarcophagus perfectly fitted to his body, it was as old as he was. He checked his surroundings then glided upstairs, eager to get out into the city.

It was another cold night tonight, an unusually busy night he noted as he weaved his way through people headed to plays or concerts, to the more disreputable part of town. It was there he would find his first meal of the evening, a cut-throat threatening a little girl. She ran in fear as usual but the man didn't, they never did, and it made the meal all the more sweeter. He had enjoyed toying with him, watching him stab only for the wounds to heal again, once fear had come across his face he struck, drinking his fill. Once his hunger had been sated he began to get to work.

Edward’s unofficial job, more of a pastime really, one which he had started doing some centuries ago, was to find and catch criminals. He had started doing it to keep his mind occupied and continued to after he caught the first one as the thrill of the hunt proved to be a delicious aphrodisiac. He specifically chose those that had evaded the law for some time as it made the chase all the more interesting, his mind needed the stimulation and he revelled in the challenge. Tonight he was picking up on the talk of two prostitutes who had been killed in the space of a month in the area of Southwark and so he made his way there. Meeting Rosie had been a stroke of luck, she had first made him aware of it then given him information on which brothels these women had been working at and so headed there to pick up the trail.

 

[heartofcourage]

Since leaving Edward the night before, Rosie felt like she was in a daze. Her mind was a jumbled mess and she kept thinking back on the conversation she had with him. Instead, she found herself in a velvet red dress, sitting across from a duke who had paid for her companionship that evening. She was trying her hardest to seem engaged and charming but her mind kept trailing off. Dinner was delicious, he was very handsome, but Edward was the only thing on her mind.

"Perhaps we should walk to the theater?" Rosie offered as the meal ended and she took the duke's arm.

He commented on her garnet bracket and she smiled and thanked him for the compliment but it was more special than even he could have known. As they walked through the city on the way to the theater they came across a commotion. The police were there, condoning off a crime scene. A prostitute had been brutally murdered a short time before. Rosie wondered if she knew the woman but said nothing as the duke asked those around the scene what had happened.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Edward had gleaned some information from the women at the brothel, using his natural charm he found out there had been another murder near the theatre. He quickly found his way to the location he had been given to find a crowd had gathered and the police were erecting barriers urging everyone to remain calm.

He slipped into the crowd unnoticed and made his way towards the bloodied scene managing to get a good look at the woman. Edward had seen many terrible things in his time on earth but the scene which greeted him was enough to make him shiver. The woman lay on her back, her eyes closed and her head lay back mouth agape, however the most gruesome thing about it was what was keeping her mouth open. The killer had driven what Edward assumed to be a metal spike through her mouth and out through her stomach, the killer had also, he noticed, taken the the ring finger from her left hand. Her dress had been torn and cut into her stomach was a circle.

As he mulled this over he caught a familiar scent and snapped his head around, sure enough Rosie was across the street walking arm in arm with one of the Dukes. She looked beautiful, and she was a welcome sight in the face of this horror, but he knew he couldn't talk to her right now. He took out a notepad and jotted down the time of death, some notes about the method of the murder then started to ask the police and the nearby people questions about who she was or where she worked. He made a note to ask Rosie about her next time he saw her, then slipped into the shadows and waited till the police had carried the body away.

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie looked over the scene, struggling to see who was lying in the street. The girls around them talked about someone that she didn't know. They were knew to the business and had been working at one of the lower class bordellos close by. She barely had time to think on that before the duke was pulling her away, exclaiming that they would be late to the theater if they waited much longer. Rosie simply nodded, turning from the scene and catching a fleeting glimpse of Edward from the corner of her eye. Perhaps he could tell her more later on.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Unseen in the shadows of a nearby alleyway Edward watched Rosie walk off with the Duke, they were probably going to some sort of show, the ballet or the opera. He smiled recalling the previous night and made a note to shy away from the opera for a while.He sat down and waited as people started to walk off and police carriage came to take the body away. Edward tracked them back to the station. Once they had deposited the body in the mortician's room he carefully pried one of the windows open to get in.

The room reeked of old corpses and blood, nothing he wasn't accustomed to but it still burned his nose, he walked over to the woman and checked the notes:

Name: Unknown

Occupation: Prostitute

Notes: Ring finger missing, large metal rod with pointed end inserted via mouth and exits from stomach area, circle cut into stomach around area where rod protrudes, onset of rigour mortise suggests time of death to be 9pm

Not a lot to go on, most of it was obvious, the time of death was interesting though. He had awoken at 8pm and Rosie had told him that most girls who worked at night started around 9pm which meant that this woman had either been finishing for the night or coming back from her first client. He took out his pocket watch, it was 11pm, he looked at the rod sitting to one side and, taking a finger, tasted the blood on it.

He tasted fear, as usual, also uncertainty, she had not seen the killer until it was too late. He also tasted something he didn't recognize, gas, that was interesting, he quickly made a note of everything and then went back out through the window closing it behind him. He needed to find Rosie, he had no idea how much danger she was in but even if he couldn't persuade her to find somewhere safe at least he could warn her. Heading towards her establishment he licked his lips, he would need a quick drink on the way.

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie was exhausted by the time the duke left her room. The theatre had been loud and draining, her mind a million miles away from that spot. He had found his pleasure when he had taken her home and left her feeling hollow and dirty. She kept thinking about what Edward had told her. She was falling in love and that was dangerous considering her profession and what he really was.

He had only frightened her one time. She had quickly found how confident he was and how gentle and kind he was. They were admirable qualities in anyone, let alone the man that seemed to love her as well.

With a long sigh, she pushed herself out of her bed and pulled on a warm robe. She felt chilled to the bone and she shivered with the cold feeling. She wished Edward were there right now. She needed his arms around her, hugging her until she forgot her troubles.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Edward drank his fill, another would be criminal drained dry, he took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his lips. Leaving the body for the rats he almost ran to Rosie’s place of residence for the second time that week, as he approached he looked up. Her window wasn't open, no matter, he could fix that.

He checked his surroundings then, his eyes glowing, he let out a small growl and jumped high in the air to land on one of the small balconies on the side of the building. He silently scaled up as one of the girls opened the door, took a quick look around, then closed the window again. Edward looked up and dug his claws into the wall. Quickly and silently as his supernatural body could allow he made his way up to Rosie’s window and looked in.

It was almost pitch black, he saw her stir from her bed and put on a robe, he took a moment to admire her beautiful form before silently opening the window. She stood at the end of the bed towards her mirror, back turned to him he slipped inside the room and slipped his hands around her hips.

“Rosie, don’t shout, It’s me Edward”