The Darkness Comes (closed)

[heartofcourage]

Rosie moaned softly as he rolled on top of her, his weight pinning her to the bed as they kissed passionately. She couldn't get enough of him. It was very apparent that she belonged with him no matter what.

When her undergarments were gone and he was kissing down her stomach, Rosie let out a gasp as she was suddenly pulled up until she was straddling his waist. She whimpered as he held her head in place, letting her feel his hard cock in his pants as he told her that he loved her as well. She smiled, laughing in joy as he kissed her deeply once more and started grind himself against her most intimate part.

"Those words light a flame in me, love." Rosie asked as she broke the kiss, panting as his lips trailed over her jaw and throat.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He smiled as her words stoked his passion for her, his lips explored her jawline and down her throat to her shoulders. He lay her down and kissed her before slipping off the bed and slowly removing his pants, he stood naked before her, his cock rock hard as he drank in her naked body.

Every curve and dip, every contour made him hunger to be close to her. His eyes locked on hers and he growled before crawling onto the bed his lips grazing up her leg, across her navel, up her stomach to catch her nipple in his mouth. His fangs pressed against the soft skin of her breast but he was careful they did pierce her flesh.

As he sucked and licked at her nipples his hand found her lips and teased the wet folds of her slit. He groaned at the sounds that emanated from her lips as his fingers slid inside her and his tongue swirled around her breast.

 

[heartofcourage]

The hunger in his eyes made Rosie whimper. She let out a gasp as he suddenly crawled over her, his lips finding her beaded nipple and suckling on it until she moaned hotly. Rosie bucked beneath him as he feasted on her flesh, his cool fingers finding her wet lips and pushing in surely. It was incredibly erotic, she thought to herself as she gave herself over to the pleasure that was pulsing through her body. The slow pumping of his fingers made her incredibly wet and soon her fingers were tangled in his hair as he continued his slow, erotic dance.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Edward growled and removed his fingers, his tongue licked up her neck then he brought his fingers to his mouth keeping his eyes on hers. He tasted her sweet nectar then his eyes blazed and he grabbed her hips. He pulled her up again to straddle his waist and his lips found her, kissing her with hunger and need and passion. His hands gripped the cheeks of her bottom and slowly lowered her onto his throbbing, hard cock. He groan as he slowly sank her down onto his manhood till it filled her completely. He growled as one hand traveled up her spine and held her head as he starting to thrust upwards, grinding into her every time their hips met.

 

[heartofcourage]

Watching him clean his fingers of her juices, Rosie let out a soft moan. She was beside herself with lust as he lifted her up with a blazing look in his eyes and slowly lowered her over his throbbing cock. She let out a groan as he slowly stretched her body around his own, not stopping until he was grinding against her in such an intimate way. She locked her eyes onto his own, gasping as his hand gripped the back of her head and supported her as he started to thrust.

"Edward. That feels so good." She whimpered, her eyes fluttering closed briefly as he ground against her wet pussy before he thrust into her with a passionate force.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He groaned at her words and increased his pace, hungry for her, Rosie’s whimpers and moans sparking Edwards need for her. Her the walls of her sweet pussy felt like velvet as she massaged his shaft. His mouth once again found her nipple and he growled, his tongue swirling while he pulled at it with his teeth. His hands squeezed her cheeks as he gripped them enjoying the soft feel of her skin in his hands.

Suddenly he slammed her down onto his cock and held her there as he lifted himself up and off the bed. His lips found hers as her back hit the wall and he resumed his urgent pace his cock sliding out till the tip sat at her entrance and then slamming it back in. A deep groan came from his throat as he sank inside her using the wall to bury himself as deep as possible aching to be one with her.

 

[heartofcourage]

As she found herself held down on his cock, Rosie let out a cry. It was the most sensual feeling in the world being stretched around his beautiful cock. Edward soon lifted her from the bed, holding her close until she was pinned against the wall and he was fucking her in earnest. She gripped his shoulders, groaning along with him as they each struggled to find that ultimate goal.

"Bite me, Edward. Please, bite me." She whimpered, her head tipped back against the wall to expose her throat to him.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He drove inside her grunting and groaning as he rammed his thick cock inside her over and over again. Through the blood pounding in his ears as he surrendered to their desires he heard her need for him to drink, he was only to happy to oblige. She tipped her head back as his cock continued to slide in and out of her pussy making her body shake with each thrust. He roared, wrapping one arm around her back while the other grabbed her hair he sank his fangs inside her and began to suck.

The taste of her blood drove him over the edge and he went harder and faster before he could hold it back no longer. He slammed inside her and loud roar as he came inside her, he exploded inside her waiting pussy, his cock pulsing as his cum covered the inner walls of her pussy.

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie gasped as she heard his animalistic roar. She was in heaven as he bit into her flesh, her body going ridged as she came for him. Her pussy pulsed around his cock, muscles clenching hard at his flesh as she felt the steady pulse of his cock inside of her body. She panted, whimpering as he held her securely. He would never let her down and never let her go. This is why she trusted him completely and totally.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He drank deeply as she came, her pussy milking every drop of cum from his twitching prick. Her blood was the sweetest he had and probably ever would taste. He could taste her orgasm and the ecstasy that accompanied her cries of pleasure. As the last drops of cum shot from his twitching cock he let go of her neck and sealed the wound, lifting her to the bed where the collapsed together, he drew the blankets across their naked forms then lovingly stroked her body as she lay on top of him.

He stroked her hair and kissed her forehead basking in the afterglow of their passion, he smiled as her eyes met his, he could see her exhaustion from their ordeals but her fire still burnt bright. He kissed her long and deep his arms holding her close, finally the kiss broke and he gently stroked her cheek.

“I love you my red rose, now the danger is behind us will you give thought to my query, I know how much you love me, but can you leave everything behind to join me?"

 

[heartofcourage]

Rosie rested on his chest as Edward pulled the thick blankets up and over them. She let out a sigh as he kissed her forehead and stroked her hair, enjoying the after glow of their love making. She smiled as he leaned in and kissed her long and deep, his arms holding her close as he asked her if she would join him. She didn't know if she could do that, she thought to herself as her green eyes softened.

"I don't know." She said softly but with sincere honesty. "I love you, more than any other man I ever have before. I know that I belong with you. Giving up my life is a daunting task."

She took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. "Would you hate me forever if I wanted to take more time to think about it?"

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Edward looked thoughtful and was silent as her question hung in the air, he stroked her fire red hair. It was a hope against hope that she would join his world but his love for her was too strong to hope for anything else with her. As he thought about it he realised no matter what happen there would be some sacrifice, if she left to continue her own path they would both suffer the pain of loss or him the pain of being utterly devoted to her while she worked. In fact the more he thought on it the more he knew this was a decision she and she alone would have to make.

He kissed her forehead gently “Take all the time you need my love, it is not something to be decided in the space of a few hours. For now you are welcome to stay here during the day, I will depart tomorrow night to ensure Marcus is dead.”

He frowned and a small growl escaped his chest “Though I know I killed him I do not trust in my abilities when it comes to him, he has cheated death already.” His face softened.

“I am sorry for my brutal nature but I did not wish to take any chances.”

 

[heartofcourage]

"What if this isn't over, Edward?" Rosie asked him as he told her that he would leave tomorrow evening to make certain that everything had been taken care of. "Surely there are more people like him out there. I'm scared that you might not come back one evening...then where would I be?"

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Edward awoke with a start the next evening, beside him Rosie sighed and wriggled slightly in his arms, a smile on her face as she dreamed. Edward’s dreams had been less than savoury, plagued with old memories of his past when he was much more evil, succumbing to the darkness inside of him. He carefully withdrew himself from the bed and kissed Rosie’s forehead, she stirred and smiled once again, he hoped she would sleep until he had returned. He gathered his clothes and retrieved his cloak and hat from where they sat next to the front door heading out into the night. First of all he made his way to where he had left Marcus the previous night, the blood stains were still there from his fatal wound to his chest. He tasted it then spat, it was dried and congealed from the sun, he decided to go at the coroner's.

He made his way through the window after he had checked no one was there and found Marcus’ body on the stone slab, the hole made by his arm gaping in his chest. Beside him on the table sat his weapons, the metal spike and bone handle knife that had been had almost taken away the life of the woman he loved. He checked his neck, the puncture wounds from when he had drunk him dry were still there, good, there was no way he was coming back now. As he turned to go he noticed another body one of the other stone slabs, it looked fresh, he went over to investigate.

What he found was both intrigued and startled him, the man lying on the slab had the unmistakable puncture wounds of vampire fangs. The man’s shirt had been ripped open and deep gashes criss-crossed his body. He leaned in and sniffed; drunk almost dry, he growled, another vampire had come to the area and he was not happy about it. Not only did this mean he potentially had a rival for his territory he also had no way of knowing if this vampire was friend or foe. He checked the body again, not and ancient, they never tended to leave wounds like this, and a newborn would have ripped the body apart so as to be almost unrecognisable. The vampire would probably be a couple of centuries old and most probably had just arrived as they had not taken the time to leave any messages for Edward, who currently controlled the area.

He paused as he heard a door open in the building and made a swift exit. He had a thought as he returned to the streets to make his way back to his house, what if the body itself was a message, a challenge perhaps? he would have to look into it. It was at this moment as he turned down a deserted street he felt the night grow slightly darker and a rush of wind at his back. He turned in time to growl and block the oncoming strike, the female hissed and and her eyes widened, she withdrew her hand and stared at him.

“Edward?”

Edward swore under his breath, this was the last thing he needed and the last thing he had counted on.

“Amelia.” His voice dripped with acid. “To what do I owe the pleasure.”

 

[heartofcourage]

"What has brought you back to London?" Amelia asked, her eyes narrowing as she stared at Edward. "And to my hunting grounds, no less. You speak with acid in your voice, but you are the one that is trespassing."

She was a beautiful woman who had been made into a beautiful vampire. Her long black hair cascaded around her pale shoulders. Her dark eyes were two pools of ebony that were even deeper in the darkness. She was dressed impeccably in a dark gown that was the height of fashion. Everything was a carefully crafted piece of her persona. She was a deadly killing machine, an animal that was barely contained by the human side of her brain.

"You reek of human. Don't tell me that you've become one of them again. How much longer are you going to fight the side of you that wants nothing to do with them save for a good feeding?" She asked him with a smirk on her lips. "Or do you have a little pet? If you do, perhaps you would be willing to share as a peace offering."

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Edward growled, Amelia, at once both deadly and alluring, he had first met her at the height of his blood thirst, when he felt no remorse for the innocent or the weak. Amelia had been attracted to his power and together they had built an empire. She questioned why he was here in her territory as her pitch black eyes bore into his so he looked her up and down. Her eyes were so dark it was like she was a part of the darkness herself, her clothes spoke of her endless love of making sure there was none that could be her equal. When she mentioned he smelled of human and if he had a little pet he advanced on her snarling.

“The human is not my little pet nor is she to be harmed, unless you wish to incur my wrath. As for your hunting grounds you have not hunted here for a century, I have staked my claim to these parts in your absence. Perhaps you should be the one offering me a gift.”

He smiled now, relishing the feeling of throwing her challenge back at her, his confidence returning from the surprise of seeing her. He had to be careful, whenever he was around Amelia he tended to fall to the darkness within himself more and more and the evil that dwelt there. She could bring it out of him on a whim, he remembered how much she loved doing it in the past and watching as he tore apart his victims. No matter what he needed to make sure Rosie was not one of those victims.

 

[heartofcourage]

"So there is a pet." Amelia said with a wicked grin on her lips. "And where do you have her hiding? Perhaps we should go together and...sample what she has to offer. Imagine her screams of delight and pain."

Amelia had always been a wicked woman. As long as she could remember, she enjoyed twisting things to suit herself when possible. Edward was always one of those vampires that she could twist to suit her needs with a few choice words.