2 comments/ 20393 views/ 19 favorites Intrigued Ch. 02 By: Bizzy_Bish -Keegan- I stood there, damn near in shock. My scream was lodged in my throat. I felt like such a pussy, but this was no average five-foot-something, one-hundred-something pound chick I was dealing with here. She was dangerous. Subconsciously, I considered my options: If I screamed, she would fucking kill me. If I kept quiet, she would fucking kill me. If I ran, she would catch me and fucking kill me. If I stayed put, she would fucking kill me. "Shit! I'm gonna fucking die!" I thought as I finally accepted the inevitable. -Raven- It was very unusual for me to feel anything but the aching pang of hunger when I was preparing to feed, but this time, I felt almost sympathetic toward this man that I was about to drain dry. He stood there, pulse going wild, contemplating whether or not to make a run for it. I have murdered a vast amount of humans over the last eighty-nine years and felt nothing but pure satisfaction. Why did I even care? Sure, in the beginning, it was hard to end someone's life, but when it comes down to it, it is either the death of them, or the death of me, making those 'soft' feelings short-lived. Subconsciously, my body grew rigid, preparing to attack. He then gave a hopeless, pathetic sigh and slumped his shoulders. The peculiar gesture confused me, causing me lose my attack stance. Embarrassing. I stood up tall and looked into his beautiful grey eyes. "Are you not going to run, Keegan?" I asked, taking a few steps toward him.. He, in turn, taking a few backwards. He shook his head, "What's the point? Either way, I'm gonna die. Why run?" "Are you not afraid?" I asked, impressed by his rationale. He shrugged, "I'm scared shitless, but what options do I have? What's the point?" I walked over to him slowly, leering into his eyes. He was absolutely beautiful, even in the midst of his apparent demise. He smelled sweet. He smelled of life. I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck and brought him down to my level. He was so warm, yet he barely had any reaction to the frigidity of my skin. I couldn't do it. As I neared his jugular, I felt his whole body tense up in anticipation of pain. I retracted my fangs and planted my lips on his neck for a kiss. His looping thought of: "Shit.Shit.Shit" soon turned into "What the fuck"? I continued to cover his neck with kisses, covering the tops of the exposed tattoos: it was the next best thing. I felt the blood rushing through his vein directly under my lips. I was starving and began to feel physical pain as the result. Shortly after the pain, I felt vibrations coming from his neck. He was moaning! Humans! An extremely hungry vampire is sucking on his neck and he moans? I did not understand why I was being so masochistic at the moment but I could not get enough. The excruciating pangs shook me to the core, involuntarily, my fangs extended. It was time to make a decision. "Go!" I yelled, releasing my grip on his neck. I wanted to get him as far away as possible to avoid murdering him. "Leave now if you want to live!" He then grabbed my face with both hands and brought me in for a kiss. With the wound on his lip still fresh, I sucked, trying to get the blood to flow freely again without biting. I succeeded. He continued to try to kiss me as I drank his blood. His fingers ran through my hair, pushing me deeper into his kiss. The pain subsided. I felt great. "Thank you," I said, truly grateful for his generosity. "No. Thank you for not killing me," he said with a small, sexy smile. He grabbed my waist and kissed me again. "Now, where were we?" I looked at him, confused. "You still want me? Even knowing what I am?" He nodded, "Monster or not, you're fucking hot," he chuckled at his own rhyme. I would never understand humans, it was hard to believe I was one once. "Well, in that case, you were going to take me home with you," I said with a smirk. He offered me his arm and I took it. We continued our trek to his house as though we were normal, a man and his female companion instead of a Vampire and her would-be lunch. I wondered who this man was and what would be in store for me at his home... -Keegan- Here I was, yet again, doing something that was unbelievably stupid...Why the fuck I was taking this girl, no, monster to my apartment, I had no clue. This was the same girl that just tried to kill me and here I am, taking her to my place while she held my arm like we were on our first fucking date! What in God's name is wrong with me? I even offered myself to her like a damn sacrifice so she wouldn't starve to death... Even in my confusion (and fear), I couldn't deny her beauty. She looked so erotic as she licked my blood from her bottom lip... Oh, God! This is so fucking twisted, I can't find words to describe it. I felt her body grow rigid as I continued to curse myself for my endless and recurring stupidity. Soon, we made it to my apartment building. I opened the door for her and escorted her up to my door, treating her like the lady she appeared to be. She was wearing a sexy low-cut dress and matching heels that made me think thoughts that were so inappropriate, they would make a porn star blush. I reached into my pocket and fumbled with my keys, finally snapping out of the very graphic visualizations of me fucking her, "Shit. What if I open the door and she just pushes me inside and sucks me dry? Dammit!" I thought. -Raven- "Why would I go through all the trouble of giving you the option of running away, only drinking enough from you to stay alive, and accompanying you home when I could have just ended you in that dark alley if I really wanted to kill you?" I asked with a smirk. His thoughts were turning me on. I did my best to appear composed, as I usually always was. "Hell, I don't know, but-,' he began before realizing that he had not spoken a single word... "Holy Fuck! Did you just read my mind?" I shook my head, "I heard your thoughts. Anything you think, I can hear. Most of the time, it is just a pain in the ass," I paused, searching his face for any sign of fear, I saw nothing but pure fascination. He was so peculiar. "With you, however, it is great because there is something special about you. What it is, I am not sure, but there is definitely something there. Also, I heard the thoughts you were having earlier as well... I must say I found them to be... quite exhilarating." It did not take Keegan long at all to get over his moment of extreme shock. He opened the door for me and eagerly ushered me inside. His apartment was small but every inch of space was being utilized. It was a perfect bachelor pad- from the earthy pine scent to all of the dark furniture. It suited him. Before I could get a good look at my surroundings, he dove in for the kill. For the second time tonight, I was pushed into a wall. He planted warm kisses on my neck, using his hot tongue to trace shapes on my exposed cleavage. His urgency was so intense... I felt the moan creep up my throat and swallowed it back down. "Give it up. Just let go.." he thought over and over again. When he began to vocalize those thoughts, I shook my head battling my own demons that were unbeknownst to him... I had been in total control of everything since I was turned in the early 1920's, there was no way I would be that scared little girl ever again, especially not for a human. Keegan slid the straps of my dress down over my shoulders, exposing my bare breasts. He paused for a moment to take in this new view of me. I watched as his grey eyes rolled over my half-naked body and I shivered. For the first time in decades, I felt self-conscious. I was almost embarrassed to stand before him in such a state. His thoughts, "Oh, my fucking God! She's fucking beautiful!", eased my apprehension, slightly. Suddenly, his eyes darkened with lust. He grabbed both of my wrists in his right hand and pinned me against the wall, roughly grabbing my right breast. He lowered his mouth to my nipple, biting it slightly, causing me to throw my head back in pleasure. The moan escaped, the volume slightly startling me. He released my wrists, causing them to fall to my sides. His hands traveled up and down my sides again, gripping here or there ever so often. When his hands reached my hips, he pushed my dress the rest of the way down along with my soaked panties. He sank down to his knees and began rubbing my thighs. It drove me wild feeling his warm breath so close to something so sacred... Without warning, he threw my right leg over his strong shoulder and dove into my pussy, causing me to cry out. He nipped and sucked my clit until I could hardly take it. This beautiful human man was making me feel pleasures I have not felt in years, if ever. I gripped his hair pushing his tongue deeper inside of me. I moaned and thrashed as I neared my peak. He then shoved a finger, followed by another, deep inside of my creamy pussy, without a doubt , trying to prime me for more play later on that night. He nibbled my clit as his persistent fingers stroked me to an intense orgasm. My cries of passion sounded as if a murder was taking place in the small apartment. Involuntarily, my body quaked and spasmed as the orgasm ripped through me, causing me to throw my head back against the wall cracking it down the middle. I sank to the ground next to him, leaning against the cracked wall and basking in the afterglow of my orgasm. His face was flushed and wet with my juices. I smiled and kissed him. "I will pay for this," I said leaning my head against the wall. "It's fine," he said, "don't worry about it. I'm just scared to see what you'll break when it's my cock inside you and not my tongue." If I was alive, I would have been flushed by his obscenity. We both looked down at the huge bulge in his jeans....my fangs extended. Intrigued Ch. 03 April 12, 1922 It was a full house. People were dancing, shouting, and having a great time. Everyone was eager to see the beautiful, Raven Hart in person. Raven was sitting in her dressing room, drenched in sweat and trying to control her breathing. She peeked outside, observing the crowd. "I cannot do this, I cannot do this," she whispered over and over again, her pulse quickening with anxiety. "Yes, you can, Raven. You do this every night you have a show," her friend, make-up artist, and hair-stylist, Eddie said as he pulled her into the chair. "Let me help you skip through all of this nonsense," he began, "You're going to worry yourself sick, I'm going to make you feel better, you're going to knock their socks off, then we'll do it all over again next weekend." Raven felt her cheeks flush at his words, knowing that he was right. She slowly began to breathe normally as he applied the make-up to her face. She felt a sense of calm spread over her as he painted on, what she felt, was a new identity... She felt the shy, twenty-two year old girl disappear into her subconsciousness. She was now Raven Hart: The Star. Her entire demeanor changed as she observed herself in the large mirror and Eddie could sense it. It was amazing how a little make-up could completely transform her into a totally different person... "Now that's what I'm talkin' about," Eddie said with a smile as he clapped enthusiastically. She looked over her shoulder with a smirk and threw her shoulders back and strutted confidently on stage. She started the show with the usual 'How ya doin?' and 'I hope yall have a good time', temporarily pocketing her proper way of speaking to match her crowd. When the music started, she belted out the lyrics like she was born to be on stage, even boldly walking offstage to sing to a few gentlemen in the audience. As she was wrapping up the show with her final song, April Showers, she saw him: pale, stern, and focused intently on her. His fair skin made him stand out like a sore thumb among the sea of dark faces, staring up at her. He was frightening, he was beautiful... unbelievably so. Too beautiful to be there alone, sitting there in the corner, ogling her. It was odd how she had to force herself to look away from him numerous times during the song. "Whenever April Showers come a-long..." she ended with a smile. A roar of applause and cheering flooded the room, she blew the audience a kiss, waved, and thanked the crowd for coming and wished them a safe trip home. She walked into her backstage dressing room, closing the door behind her. She took off her heels: her feet ached, she sipped some water: her throat hurt, and she leaned on the sink: she was exhausted, but she was happy. Pride bubbled to her brim, she looked in the mirror and smiled at the beautiful woman that stared back at her. She turned on the water and began to wash her face. Along with the make-up, she washed away confidence and pride, she washed away hopes and dreams. She looked at the same mirror that once contained the beautiful belle, now harboring what she felt, was plain, old Raven. She grabbed her towel, dried her face, and looked into the mirror. She jumped to her feet, her heart skipping a beat, and her scream lodging in her throat when she saw the beautiful, pale gentleman from the audience staring back at her with a menacing grin. "Hello, Raven," he said softly, "you did very well, tonight." He took a step toward her, causing her to back away clumsily. "Y-you are not supposed to be in here," she managed to choke out, "this is inappropriate, indecent, and not allowed!" He laughed cruelly, "Honestly, my dear, I do not care what is inappropriate, indecent, or not allowed. I am here to test the boundaries of all three." Raven's eyes widened in realization, darting around seeking an escape route. She found no other option but the door... With fear gripping her lungs, she darted for the door. Barely making it more than a few feet, she was on the ground, lying face down with his cold body on top of her. "You cannot run from me, pretty girl," he growled in her ear, licking the lobe, "it is physically impossible for a human to outrun a vampire." Her heart pounded in her chest with such a fury, she feared it might burst. "Who are you?" she asked, fearfully, "And why me?" "It does not matter who I am or why I chose you, the only thing that matters is that I am going to free you, Raven." He said pressing cool kisses to her neck. "Free me? What do you mean: 'Free me'?" she asked, her voice no more than a whisper. "I can show you better than tell you, Raven." he smirked, looking into her big, brown eyes, "but I want you to still be warm for this..." His sharp fangs presented themselves. Upon seeing them, Raven was paralyzed with fear. He reached between their bodies, freeing his hard cock and pressing it against her covered pussy. She trembled from the cold and terror. "Please do not do this," she begged, "I have never been with a man before." He released a throaty chuckle, "Do not worry, sweetheart, you will not be with a man tonight, either." With that, he reached two fingers under her dress, ripping the thin fabric of her panties. He then entered her roughly. Pain seared through her body, she barely let out a whimper before his quick, icy hand covered her mouth as she screamed loudly. Tears fell down her face, to her temples, to her ears as she continued to scream and cry. He quickly grew tired of the pointless screams, "If you do not shut your fucking mouth this instant, I swear to God, I will rip your fucking throat out!" Upon hearing his threat, her cries became nothing more than silent sobs as she laid motionless as he continued to rob her of her innocence. After awhile, she felt his body tense up and soon after, felt wave after wave of cool liquid coat her insides. He collapsed on top of her for a moment, spent. He looked at her and smiled. "You freed me, now it is time for me to return the favor." Raven did not care anymore, she felt violated and worthless. He could kill her, drain her dry, and leave her for the buzzards for all she cared. He leaned into her neck and bit into her jugular. She no longer had strength or will to fight him, no more than a whimper left her mouth. He drank for what seemed like hours, when she began to grow cold. It was odd because he seemed to grow warm. She faded in and out of consciousness until she blacked out.... She opened her eyes and instinctively licked her lips, something delicious was there. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked at it: blood. She sat up dizzily when she saw him sitting in her chair, a wound on his wrist growing smaller before her eyes. He stood, walking over to her. "One day you will thank me," he said, giving her a peck on the cheek. He walked out the door, yelling behind him, "Find someone to eat and be inside before dawn." That was the last time she had ever seen him. When she focused, she felt awesome. She stood up and stretched and walked to the mirror. She saw that beautiful belle in the mirror, yet again, but something was different... Her eyes were a brighter brown, her skin was smoother, and her hair was silkier. She smiled...she had fangs. Upon seeing this beautiful creature in the mirror, she swore she would never go back to the insignificant little nothing that she used to be... never again. ~*~*~*~ -Raven- I shook the surprisingly non-traumatic memory from my mind. I looked at Keegan, he stared back at me through half-closed eyes, his erection straining against his jeans. His grey eyes pleaded with me. With a smirk, I crawled over to him. I lightly pressed my lips against his, his hands began to roam my body with an urgency that even caught me by surprise. "Do you want me, Keegan?" I asked, leering into his eyes. "Yesss," he hissed into my ear "Are you sure?" I pressed, assessing his need. "Yesss," he hissed again. "Well, then you have to trust me...if you want this to be great for the both of us." He nodded his consent as I ran my tongue over my fangs. I slowly tilted his head to the side to give myself better access to his jugular. I felt him tense only slightly as I pressed my cool lips to his skin. I continued to kiss his neck, my fangs extended. With no further delay, I sank my fangs into his tattooed skin. He was so delicious and worth the wait. -Keegan- When she bit me, I expected intense, excruciating pain. Instead, all I felt was her cool mouth enclose my vein and a slight sting. All at once, her small frame began to grow very warm, hot even. Her lips no longer brought goosebumps to my skin. She pulled away, licking away the blood, my blood that was lining her lips. She smiled, her fangs proving to be more of an asset to her beauty than a drawback. I grabbed her face and kissed her lips, careful to avoid her fangs. It was sort of weird to think about things like not cutting my lip with her fangs, but hey... you live and learn. I stood up, leaving her sitting on the floor. Her lust- filled, honey brown eyes connected with mine, I gestured for her to follow me. Eagerly, she began to rise to her feet. I flashed a palm to stop her, she looked at me quizzically, then she smiled, undeniably hearing my thought before I said anything. She nodded her understanding... I could get used to this. I walked across the living room to my bedroom door, Raven crawling at my side, wearing nothing but heels. I opened the bedroom door, walked inside, and sat on the bed. Raven crawled until she met my knees. Between seeing that beautiful, naughty smirk that she wore and the way her eyes roamed over my belt buckle, I knew what she wanted. I, on the other hand, just got my lip sliced open by a fang and I was not about to bank my dick on her self control... -Raven- He laid down on the bed, gesturing for me to straddle his clothed body. I did so, loving the way the fabric felt on my nudity. It was too intense! I sat upright with my knees on either side of his hips, undoubtedly drenching him with my excitement. His erection strained uncomfortably against his jeans, I wanted him deep inside me. I grinded my wet pussy on his bulge, he sucked air in between his teeth. He roughly grabbed me by my hair, pulling my head backwards. "You have things completely fucked up if you think that you're gonna act this way in my house. We're not in that deep, dark alley anymore, Princess. This is my house and in my house, I make the rules, I don't give a fuck how dangerous you are... you're gonna abide by my rules, understood?" I was completely taken aback by his words, they had a double-effect on me... On one hand, I was pissed off that he felt he could speak this way to me and on the other, I was intensely turned on. Here I was, swearing that I would never go back to the way I once was, and on the same token, I heard a small voice reply: "Yes, Sir." -Keegan- Hearing this submissive reply coming from such a dominant creature did wonders for my confidence, though I was careful to think thoughts that would never allow her to know this. I released her hair and stood up with her legs wrapped around me. I lowered her to the bed and let my eyes roam her perfect, naked body. I kneaded her tits with my palms and rolled her nipples between my fingertips, squeezing ever so slightly. She inhaled sharply but was sure not to try to grind against me. I released her nipples, swatting her tits firmly as I began to speak: "Why are you so warm, all of a sudden?" I asked as I tweaked her left nipple. "I drank your blood...," She began, her strong demeanor restored, "When a vampire is sexually aroused and they drink human blood, the human's blood courses through their veins, causing them to become warm... and feel pleasurable things more intensely." Her breath caught in her throat as I bit down on her left nipple. "Can you feel pain?" I asked after I released her pink-tinged brown nipple. "I can only feel pleasurable pain, if you tried to hurt me, I wouldn't be able to feel it, and I would kill you, but I could feel you pulling my hair earlier and you biting my nipples and swatting my breasts and spanking me..." She went on as I wrapped her hair in my hand, pulling her head to the side. I kissed her neck and licked a circle. She smelled amazing... it made me wonder if vampires also released a scent to attract their prey. "Sweetheart," I began, looking into her eyes that were clouded over with lust. "Yes?" she said as I sat up and began unbuttoning my shirt. "I haven't spanked you," I said evenly, her eyes grew wide and her face flushed. "Do you want me to spank you, Raven?" I asked, feeling extreme excitement at this point, letting my shirt fall to the floor. She did not reply. Instead, she bit down on her lip seductively and nodded, her eyes fixed on me. "Open that pretty little mouth and speak words to me!" I shouted, my patience wearing thin as my excitement mounted. "Yes, Sir," She replied sarcastically, baring her fangs in response to my shouting and as an intimidation factor. In one motion, I flipped her on her stomach, her perfect ass on display. She was gonna learn... or I was gonna die, one or the other. "Get your ass up," I growled, giving her ass a firm slap. She obediently brought her knees up and put that amazing ass in just the right spot. I wanted nothing more than to rip my jeans off and sink my dick into her inch by inch. I brought my hand down on that perfect ass, hearing her draw in a sharp breath. I repeated my action, grabbing her hair and turning her head toward me so I could see that angelic/demonic face of her's as I continued my assault on her ass. Just as I expected, her fangs were still extended, reminding me how dangerous of a situation this was. I finished her punishment with a final swat to her soaked pussy, causing her to let out an inhuman growl . She exhaled sharply and began to relax. She noticed my sense of calm resurfacing. I couldn't wait anymore... "I know you're not mine...yet, but you will be and it's only best if we understand how things are gonna be. You know? Make a smoother transition for you." -Raven- How dare he? Me? His? What? Our intentions for each other must be incongruent... Had he forgotten that I am a vampire? Did it not occur to him that I lead a life of darkness? I am not simply an animal for claiming, I am an individual! I was about to voice my frustration when I felt his cock tracing up and down my slit. Shit! It could wait, how often does a vampiress have the opportunity to have sex with a human that she has no intention of killing? -Keegan- When I first pushed myself inside her, I knew instantly that I had no idea what I was in for! She felt so fucking amazing, it was addicting . It was unlike anything I had ever felt before! For awhile, I couldn't move, I was trying to get used to this incredibly intense sensation. -Raven- His thoughts were very confidence-boosting, but I needed more! With the speed and grace that only a vampire could master, I had him on his back. I straddled his hips and slowly lowered myself on to his hard cock. When he was inside of me to his full extent, I began to roll my hips, as if I were trying to get him deeper still. He grabbed my hips, lifting and lowering me, hitting my g-spot every time. I was in heaven! His hands grazed over my stomach as he neared my swaying breasts. He squeezed them as he thrust himself upward to meet my descent. His moans were an incredible turn-on, to know I was making him feel that good! "God! She's so amazing! So fucking perfect! I could die like this!" he thought as I began to pick up speed, leaning forward and pinning his hands above his head, letting my hips do all the work. "Oh fuck, Raven! Just like that! Work those hips, make me cum, Baby!" Hearing those raunchy words seemed to add fuel to my fire, I leaned down and traced his tattoos with my tongue. He released another deep, throaty moan. I knew he was close. I leaned back and bounced on his cock vigorously. I was in ecstasy. I felt myself tighten around him, pulsating intensely. I felt his cock stiffen inside of me. With a loud groan, he anchored my hips and pushed himself inside me as he released wave after wave of his frustration deep inside of me. It was so hot! Without warning, I let my fangs sink into his flesh, my mouth filling with his blood. After I had my fill, I released his neck and licked the remaining blood from my lips. -Keegan- I couldn't seem to catch my breath! I was invigorated and exhausted at the same time. Her beautiful face licking my blood from her lips was the last thing I remember seeing before everything went black... The next morning, everything was absent of Raven. The crack in my wall was gone, everything was as if nothing ever happened. I stood up and walked to my bathroom. My body ached as if every muscle in my body was on fire. She had to be real, I would have never been able to hurt myself this bad. What if I was losing it? Could I really be cracking up? I looked into my mirror where I saw it, proof that Raven existed. I had two matching puncture marks on my neck. I had to see her again... Intrigued Ch. 04 -Keegan- I took a few ibuprofen and chased them down with a glass of water. I felt like shit, like the world's most fucked up hangover meets the world's most twisted workout. I looked at the clock: 12:23. I was definitely gonna need some more sleep... I walked, well, limped my way back to my bed and collapsed. Within minutes, I was asleep, dreaming of my demonic angel. Later that day... I rolled over, not quite wanting to wake up yet. When I opened my eyes, I was surprised: it was already dark outside. I sat up in my bed, head swimming but not in as much pain, a little stiff if anything. I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen, my stomach felt as if it was gonna cave it on itself. When I looked at the clock this time, it read 9:49... God, that girl worked me over one good! I opened my refrigerator and scoured it for something quick to eat. I decided on some leftover lasagna that my mom made me a little while back. After opening the container and sniffing the contents, I popped it in the microwave. After awhile, I heard the microwave beep. I got my food and a beer and sat down to eat. I turned on the television, lo and behold, Queen of the Damned was on. I chewed absently and studied the way Akasha carried herself... she reminded me so much of Raven, it wasn't even funny! The way she swayed her hips when she walked, the slow, unrushed way that she spoke. I had to see her.... tonight! While I finished eating, I picked out my outfit for the night: A simple black button up, a pair of dark stonewash jeans that don't hang off my ass, and a pair of black boots. I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower. After I got dressed, I caught a cab to the bar, not wanting to waste any more time in case Raven was already there. When I arrived, to my dismay, there was no Raven. There was, however, the blonde bartender that set up camp on my nuts the night before. I walked over to the bar and sat down. Before I could even open my mouth to order, here comes Blondie: "Hey, Sexy! Fancy meeting you here for the second night in a row. I almost thought I'd never see you again after you left last night with your little girlfriend." She said, her voice darkening when she came to the reference about Raven. I'm not gonna lie... Blondie was definitely doable: she had long blonde hair, bright green eyes, pouty red lips, and an amazing body. She looked like she could suck a mean one and take a meaner one, but she just was no comparison to Raven. Raven was the kind of girl, well, creature you could have an intelligent conversation with... Blondie, however, seemed like the type that I'd rather shove my dick down her throat than hear her talk. "Yeah, she was definitely something," I said, "Yet, here I am: sitting back here, alone at the bar, ordering a Corona and Lime from you..." I finished, hoping she'd get my drift. "Well, Sexy, being alone don't mean you gotta be lonely," she said, handing me my beer, her touch lingering a little longer than what was necessary. Maybe Blondie wouldn't be so bad in the future... The hours passed, one beer turned into two, two turned into five, and five turned into...well, you get the picture... Blondie was looking a little bit more delectable than she was a few hours ago, but even I wouldn't stoop low enough to take Blondie as the rebound girl... if I fucked her, ever, it would be because I wanted to, not to drown myself in pussy to get over Raven. She, however, had different thoughts for me, she leaned her curvaceous body on the bar when she spoke to me, resting her huge tits on the countertop so I could see a mile of cleavage. I'm a man and as a man, I can admit that my fucking dick was dying to get in between those bad boys, but I just couldn't do it... "I think you've had enough, Keegan, it's real late and I'm cutting you off," Blondie said when I tried to order yet another drink. I looked at the clock above the bar... Was it really almost 4 am? "Okay, thanks, Blondie...I woulda been here til dawn if you didn't stop me," I said, rubbing my eyes. "You are so sexy, Keegan... I love it when you call me Blondie, are you sure that you don't wanna go home with me?" She asked, her last attempt of the night. "Not tonight, Blondie, but I'll see you around..." I said, stifling a yawn and concealing the fact that I had a massive hard-on. I stood up and walked outside. I caught a cab home and as soon as I got inside my apartment, I stripped off my smoke-perfumed clothing... I needed a shower, I couldn't lay in my bed smelling this way. I walked into my bathroom and turned on the hot water, steam fogged up the mirror. I stepped inside and wet my hair, shampooed it, and gave it a rinse. I began to wash my body with my body wash. My dick was so hard that it hurt, at this point, I silently cursed myself for not taking Blondie up on her offer. "Raven, where the fuck are you?" I thought with frustration as I used my body wash to form a lather along the base of my cock. I began to stroke, trying my damndest to recount the events that happened with Raven that night: her soft skin, her supple lips, her flawless body from her firm tits to her round ass and to last but certainly not least: her tight, incredible pussy. I pictured her bent over, offering herself to me. I almost felt her hair wrapped around my hand. I saw myself pulling her head to the side and staring at her beautiful face, fangs extended, as I pushed myself into her repeatedly... I groaned loudly as I shot wad after wad of my cum down the drain. I could hardly stand...I rinsed and dried myself off. I felt like utter shit, I was able to cum but I was still not satisfied, I had to have her again. I laid in my bed, alone, wishing that I could fall asleep with Raven wrapped in my arms one more time. With my wishes left unanswered, I drifted off into an uneasy sleep. It was like this for weeks... I would go to the bar, make small talk with Blondie (whose name was Jenna...it fit, but I found Blondie more to my liking), decline her offers (like an idiot only to jack off to the distant memory of my night with Raven), stay out extremely late... a time or two til dawn (hoping that I'd run into Raven), shower, and sleep. This was getting pathetic... my online business was suffering from the lack of attention, I had no idea how long I could keep this up. Why was I putting my life on hold for her? Obviously, she wasn't thinking of me at all, she knows the bar that I frequent and, most importantly, she knows where I live. "Enough is enough!" I thought, as I laid in my bed alone for the 27th day in a row, "I'm finished with this Raven nonsense and to make it official, tomorrow night I'm going home with Blondie!" I was doing it because I wanted to... -Raven- Were my methods a little extreme? Some would say 'yes' but then again, some are not me. I never expected things to go this far. I was just going to disappear the next morning, removing myself from existence. A human has no place with a vampire... if Keegan were to catch me on a particularly hungry day, I cannot guarantee I would have been able to let him live a second time. I hoped that he would be able to realize that, but, no! He went to The Riff nightly to look for me. He not only went there looking for me, he stayed until near dawn every night. Many times, just before I laid myself down to sleep, I would feel his frustration. I felt his arousal mount and felt him wonder about me. So many times, I was right around the corner or two steps behind him. He wanted me again, that was obvious, but I wanted him as well. Sometimes, I found myself thinking of him... particularly when I had just eaten and my body was warm. I was not a young vampire, I knew what happened to humans that get involved with vampires... they get hurt. I was doing what was best for both of us, because I would not know how to live with myself the rest of eternity knowing that I killed, or was not able to protect someone, that cared about me... Who was I kidding? Keegan did not care about me, he wanted to fuck me. That was all his thoughts revealed... there was nothing about wanting to join me in my dark journey. Keegan was an extremely sexual being and I knew it would not be long before he was chasing the next toy. When I drank his blood, I got his story: He was adopted when he was a baby. When he was sixteen, he found his birth mother and wanted a relationship but she wanted nothing to do with him because he looked so much like his father. When his adoptive father left his mom, he went through a rebellious stage and turned to ecstasy and alcohol to numb the fact that he was unwanted, not only by his birth mother, but by the man he was raised to call 'Dad'... many nights he hoped that he would not wake up the next morning. When his mother felt he was out of control, he was sent to live with her brother on a farm in Wisconsin. There, he learned to be a man. He worked hard, from sunup to sundown and kicked the habit. He graduated from the high school that he attended in Wisconsin. He returned to his mother a new man, a better man. He attended a college that was close to home, where he graduated with a Business Engineering degree. While in college, Keegan had a lot of sex. A slew of girls that were different ages, races, majors, athletes, bookworms, Goth, Emo, it did not matter. He fell for a girl that was a year younger than him and an English major. They were together for awhile, he even brought her home to meet his mom...he thought they would end up together, but she died in a car accident on her way back to school. Keegan was crushed, to say the least. When he launched his online business (similar to eBay), he named it for her, simply Aspen Emery. He has been managing his business independently for the last two years. Then, I approached him in a bar. Everything was going just fine for him and I put myself in his path. Now, he has been out every night, drinking himself to death. It is a lose-lose situation, if I see him again, he loses in the long run and if I do not see him again, he loses now. I could just stay away for a little longer, if he shows no signs of improvement, I will see him. He seems to have something for the dumb blonde bartender. I will allow him to pursue that... if he still seeks me after he has his romp with her, I will give in. He will be so much happier with a human... someone he can grow old with and start a family. He is young and he just does not know what is best for him. He cannot and will not have any of those things with me and the sooner he realizes that, the sooner he will want to walk away, and I can not say that I blame him. I am doomed to this solitary, life of darkness, not him. Honestly, I am not sure if I would rather have it any other way... -Keegan- I woke up the next day feeling awesome. I actually cooked myself breakfast! Today, I was going to put this whole Raven thing behind me. Today, it was over. It made no sense for me to chase after someone that was dangerous, anyway. I laughed, it was actually kind of dumb... I stuffed my face with bacon, eggs, and toast and I washed it down with orange juice. I laid on my couch watching Saturday morning cartoons. Between my full stomach and being a bit too comfortable on my couch, it wasn't long before I nodded off... I heard a knock on my door. I looked around, night time already? I stumbled to the door and looked through my peephole. I saw a pair of honey brown, almond shaped eyes looking back at me. I pulled open the door and pulled my demonic angel into my arms. It had been too fucking long. "I have been thinking of you, Keegan... I just could not force myself to stay away from you any longer," she breathed in my ear. "I've been going The Riff every night for a month to find you! Where the hell have you been?" I put my hands on either side of her face and looked down into her eyes. "I was terrified that I would kill you... it is not something that I can guarantee that I could control. Now, I realize that it is nothing to be controlled. It is in my nature to want to kill you, you are a human. You are prey," she said, smiling. Her fangs extended. It was obvious... how could I have been so stupid? How could I have ever thought that she had any real interest in me? She looked at me, undoubtedly hearing my thoughts. She threw her head back and laughed, the sound stabbed through my emotions and scraped my pride. "Really, Keegan? You honestly thought that I would actually be your's? You are cute, but you really have brains for shit," she said, leaning a little closer to increase the impact of her insult. There it was: another person that showed me how insignificant and worthless I am... I just wished she would kill me already, it just sucked that I wouldn't be able to say goodbye to my mom... "I will mail her your fucking heart when I am finished," she said as she pounced on me, knocking me to the ground as if I wasn't twice her size... She jerked my head to the side and literally ripped into my neck... I woke up in a cold sweat, heart racing. I wildly looked around my apartment, no Raven... Thank God! It was just a fucking dream! That did very little to ease my apprehension. I sat up on my couch, deep in thought. Now that I thought about it, it was fucking idiotic to chase after Raven. It was true what she said in my dream: I was prey and she was the predator. It fucks up nature for the prey to seek out the predator. One thing was for sure, I could guaran-fucking-tee that I wouldn't be the dumb ass sheep chasing after the wolf anymore. If I saw her ever again, it would be too damn soon. I looked at the clock: 12:45... It was still waaay too early to head to The Riff to find Blondie, she couldn't even be at work, yet. I kicked myself for declining her phone number all those times. Oh well, this was as good a time as any to work on Aspen Emery... Aspen... she would have never left me high and dry for a month. She was perfect: long, brown hair, stunning, green eyes. I could see her now: wearing her favorite long, yellow dress with a white flower in her hair and dorky, yellow sunglasses. I never thought I'd fall for a girl like her, when we were together, we looked like day and night. She, with her bright clothing and sun-kissed skin and me, with my black clothing and pale skin... I heard her voice whisper, "I love you, Keegan"... I stood up quickly, looking around, honestly, a little creeped out. I am cracking up! I'm hearing shit, seeing shit, dreaming shit... I need a fucking break... ~*~*~*~ I spent hours on Aspen Emery at Starbucks because my own home still kind of freaked me out. I not only immersed myself into work as a distraction, but also because I did not know when I would have free time to get back on. After I got with Blondie, there would be like at least 72 hours that I had to keep contact with her to not be considered an asshole. There was also something about not being able to text back one-word answers afterwards... Those were the rules, at least those were the rules back in college, because everyone knows that 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned' and if you piss one of them off, no doubt you won't get as much pussy. Not like that really mattered much these days... After Aspen, it was over a year before I swallowed my pride and had sex with someone else, even then, I felt like I was cheating on her. Aspen had a heart of gold and she knew me, all of me and loved me anyway. Sure, it didn't start out that way. I had to work like hell to get her to go out with me and it took her almost five months to have sex with me. The point is: I knew that she didn't expect me to put my life on hold and live in her memory, the thing was that it was hard not to... even a memory was heaven when you were alone. "Well, Sexy, being alone don't mean you gotta be lonely," Blondie's voice echoed in my head. She was right, I had been going about this the wrong way from the beginning: I had been lonely for a really long time now. I put my laptop in my backpack and slung it over my shoulders. I nodded in the direction of the cute Asian barista named Anne that had been eyeballing me since I walked in. She smiled and nodded back, "Come back and see us!" She said as I headed toward the door. "Will do," I called back over my shoulder. I began the walk back to my apartment, it was nearly dusk and if I wanted to beat nightfall, I would probably need to catch a cab. I decided against that, there was no reason to beat nightfall, I was going to a bar for crying out loud and I was sure that it wouldn't be closing til nearly dawn. When I got to my apartment building, I breathed a sigh of relief. It would be nice to sit on my own sofa instead of the weird furniture at Starbucks and I was starving! I was never able to get full off their little pastries, no matter how many I ate. I walked up to my door and unlocked the door. When I walked in, something didn't feel right. I turned on all of my lights and sat my bag down on the kitchen counter. I looked in all of my closets and even under the bed for any sign of an intruder. Nothing. I had the extremely weird feeling that I was being watched. Maybe I was still a little jumpy from earlier. After all, there was nothing that indicated foul play. I turned off some of my lights, otherwise, my electric bill would be obscene. I took my shoes and socks off and put them into my bedroom and removed my black tee shirt and jeans and tossed them into the dirty clothes hamper. In my boxers, I walked to my kitchen to get something to eat. I put some leftover Chinese takeout into the microwave after completing my leftover-sniffing ritual. I grabbed a beer out the refrigerator and popped off the top. My answering machine was blinking that I had one new message. I walked over and pressed play... -Raven- "This isn't right," I thought as I looked into his window from his fire escape. I was just supposed to go close to his apartment, just to check in on his thoughts. I felt like some sort of stalker. He was perfect. I watched as he stripped off his clothes and wore nothing more than grey and black plaid boxers. His chest, the left side of his neck, and his left arm adorned by thick strokes of black ink. Involuntarily, my fangs extended. -Keegan- The robotic male voice filled the kitchen: "Today at 2:27 pm:" "Hey, Kid, it's Mom. I haven't heard from you in awhile. I made you a pot roast with all the potatoes and carrots you can eat. I know that yesterday was the anniversary of Aspen's death, so I'm a little worried about you. Give me a call. I love you, Sweetheart. Stay strong." When the answering machine beeped, I blinked back my tears. That was why Aspen had been on my mind so much lately. Even if you try to shove shit in your sub-consciousness, you still know something is there. I picked up the phone and called the only other woman who'd love me no matter what... "Keegan!" Mom said in the phone. She said my name like a sigh of relief, like she was scared that I off'd myself or something. "Yeah, Mom, it's me." I said taking a seat on the sofa with my beer and leftovers. "I've missed you so much!" she said happily, I could hear her smile through the phone. "I miss you, too, Ma," I said through a mouthful of lo mein. "How have you been holding up?" She asked, her voice suddenly serious. "I've been, you know, fine, I guess," I said, taking a swig of my beer. "What are you eating?" She asked, ready to chew me out. "Leftover Chinese," I said. Silence "Mom?" I said. "Still drinking beer with every meal, Keegan?" she asked. "Of course not, Mother... I had orange juice this morning, but yes, beer now, like 5 cups of coffee at lunch, and beer last night, and when I get off the phone with you, I'll be taking a shower and heading to a bar where, yes, I will be having a few more beers," I said, mainly just to fuck with her... it was irrelevant that it was true. Intrigued Ch. 04 "Keegan, you need to bring your butt home and pick up this pot roast. I wasn't kidding about it earlier and slow down on all the beers. I was afraid that you'd be skinny as a twig by now, but with all those beers, I'm sure you're developing a nice little gut," she said, hoping to curb my drinking by using a beer belly to scare me straight. I looked down at my shirtless body, "Nope, sorry Mom, but no beer belly here," I said with a laugh. "I'm serious about you coming home, I love you and it worries me when I don't hear from you," she said, sounding as though she might cry. "I know Mom, I'll be better about staying in touch, and I love you, too," I said, wanting nothing more at that moment than my mother to not cry. We said our goodbyes and I hung up my phone. I threw my carton and beer bottle in the trash. I stretched and went to the bathroom to take my shower. I took off my boxers and flung them into the dirty clothes hamper as well. -Raven- It felt so wrong to watch him shower, but at the same time, I could not force myself to look away. I had walked along the fire escape and silently jumped on his balcony to see from his bedroom window, which conveniently had a perfect view of the shower and Keegan conveniently did not close the bathroom door. I watched as he rubbed body wash all over his body, his chest, his arms, his stomach... At this time, I noticed that he was sporting a very large erection. My mouth almost watered at the thought of what he could possibly taste like... -Keegan- I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it... it just seemed that no matter what, I could only cum to the thought of Raven, or Aspen, but I wasn't the sick fuck that would jack off to the thought of his dead ex-girlfriend, no matter how perfect she was... it just seemed wrong, but there were a few embarrassing nights that I had a wet dreams of her but that was involuntary, so I didn't feel bad. I saw Raven on her knees in front of me: she was looking up at me with those perfect, brown eyes, fangs extended. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of my dick, I shuddered from the electricity. "Put those away," I said to her. She obediently retracted her fangs and smiled at me, a normal smile... it suited her. I nodded at her. Needing no further invitation, she opened her mouth and took me deep inside her throat. I almost came right then. I saw instantly saw a benefit to her being a vampire: she didn't have to breathe. She pushed her head down my cock until her nose was nuzzling my trimmed pubes. She stayed there, just like that and began to swallow. I threw my head back, knowing that I wouldn't be able to last long if she kept this up. She began bobbing up and down on my dick, causing me to tense up. I looked down at her again. She was still looking up at me watching my every move. Her wet hair lining her beautiful face. "Cum for me Keegan, I want to taste you..." she said, somehow... I heard it in my head, and it freaked me out a little bit but I was too close to exploding to dwell on finding out another one of her powers. I held her head in place and I began to fuck her throat. I let out a groan as I shot my load down her throat, she swallowed it all like a good girl. She took her mouth off my dick and stood up. She smiled at me and disappeared. -Raven- Maybe I over-stepped my boundaries by speaking to his mind, but how often does a vampire have a human that is pleasuring himself to the thought of her... after over a month? Not often, I can assure you. He was not complaining about the little boost, anyway. I felt amazing knowing that he still thought of me this way and remembered me so clearly. I just could not wait to get my hands on him again, but there was work to be done... on his part, not mine. I still planned to stay true to my plan. I was still going to let him have his fun with the bartender and as promised, I would not resurface unless he continued to think of me this way after having sex with her. His thoughts did reveal that he had plans to copulate with her later this very evening. I watched as he got out of the shower and dried himself. I wanted him, badly, but I would not interfere in his life ever again, uninvited. He put on a clean pair of boxers and dressed himself in dark jeans and boots with another black button up that had grey designs on it that matched his eyes. He sprayed himself with cologne and grabbed his wallet and cell phone. He walked aound his apartment, turning off all the lights and walked out the door, after he checked the door to be sure it was locked, I heard his footsteps walk away. Before long, I saw him exit the apartment building and flag down a cab. Just like that, he was gone. Intrigued Ch. 05 -Keegan- When I walked into The Riff, I felt great... I looked good, smelled good, and felt awesome. It didn't take me long to spot Blondie behind the bar, she looked amazing with her hair in a messy ponytail, her short black shorts, and low-cut white Riff tee shirt. I walked over and took a seat. "Hey, Sexy," she greeted me with a smile, sliding me my usual Corona. "Hey, Blondie... How's it going?" I said, popping the top off the bottle and taking a swig. "Oh, you know, the usual... surrounded by a bunch of drunk assholes that wanna get in my pants," she said with a sigh. "Don't act like you don't like it, Blondie, you know you love those drunks" I jested. "Whatever, Keegan, I have no interest in a man that can hardly stand up," She said, rolling her green eyes. "There were plenty of times when I could hardly stand up and you still wanted to take me home with you," I reminded her with a smirk. "That's because I'll take you however I can get you, Keegan," she replied, not missing a beat, "...and if you did come home with me, you wouldn't regret it." "What makes you so confident, Blondie?" I asked, getting a bit curious. "I know this because I am very good at what I do," she said with a wink. I shifted uncomfortably on the barstool. She walked away to get another drink for a soon-to-be drunk asshole. I couldn't help but watch her perfect ass as it got further away. She came back with a fresh Corona and held it out for me to take. When I reached for it, she pulled it just out of my reach... "So, Keegan, what do you say? You wanna keep me company tonight?" she asked, hopeful. I took the beer, "I don't know, Blondie," I lied, "I'm not looking for a relationship right now and it wouldn't be fair to you to make this a one-nighter." "Keegan, I meant it when I said that I would take you however I could get you. If all I get with you is one night, I'll take it... no strings attached," she said as a final attempt. I pretended to think over what she said. I popped the top off my bottle and took a slow drink. "Okay, Blondie, I'll stay with you tonight. If it happens again, great, if it doesn't, fine," I stopped speaking and scribbled my cell number on a piece of paper and handed it to her. "Here's my number so we can keep in touch afterwards, if you want." Blondie looked at me like I just gave her a million dollars. "Really, Keegan?" she asked in disbelief, looking down at the paper in her hand. "Yeah, really. I'll just wait for you to finish your shift and..." I began before she held up her index finger and disappeared through a staff-only door. A few minutes later, she returned with a huge smile on her face. "What's up, Blondie?" I asked, wanting to know what was going on. "Oh, nothing... Are you ready to go?" she asked, still wearing the larger-than-life smile. "Don't you have to finish your shift?" I asked, confused. "No... I called a co-worker to cover my shift, she owed me... big. Did you ever wonder how you came every day for a month and I was never off? That's how," she said with a smile. "So... you took your co-worker's shift every day for a month because..." I probed. "Oh, Keegan, you know damn well why I did it and don't make me say it!" she said, blushing. "For me?" I asked, feeling like an idiot. "Yes, for you..." she admitted, sounding like she felt two feet tall. "I know that I seem like a creeper now, but I really like you and I figured that if you saw me often enough, I would grow on you. Pretty stupid, huh?" she asked with her head down. I let every word that she said sink in... no one had ever done anything like that for me before. She showed up for over a month straight just to see me, while I showed up for over a month straight to find Raven, who I still haven't seen at all. For the first time in a really fucking long time, I felt like I mattered to someone and I hadn't even had to put my best foot forward, she, like Aspen, liked me as is. I curled my index finger under her chin and tilted her head up until our eyes met. "No, it wasn't stupid, Jenna. It worked," I said as I smiled down at her. I leaned down and kissed her lips. She looked as if she could float away at any moment. She blushed and looked away... cute. "Let's get outta here, Babe," I said as I looped my arm around her waist. There were men at the bar that stared lustfully after us, wishing they were in my position. We made our exit. Before long, we were enveloped in darkness. "How far do you live? Should we catch a cab?" I asked, ready to flag one down. "I live pretty far, so a cab would be a good idea... Keegan?" she asked, shyly. "Yes, Jenna?" I responded, wondering what happened to the uninhibited sexual vixen that was so vocal earlier. "I was wondering... because we only have tonight... if you would kiss me again? Only if you didn't mi-," she said, but was cut short. Before she could finish her sentence, I had both of my hands on either side of her face as I covered her lips with mine. I pushed my tongue inside and removed her ponytail holder and tangled my fingers in her blonde hair. She moaned against me and wrapped her arms around my neck. We must have been quite a sight, the two of us making out standing in the middle of the sidewalk, pedestrians walking around us... we were oblivious, the only thing that mattered to either of us was the kiss that we were sharing at that very moment. -Raven- It made my blood boil to see them that way. His hands lost in her hair, her arms around his neck, in the middle of the sidewalk, no less! This was not just sex, simple sex I could deal with. This seemed as if it were something more. His thoughts of her were not composed of pure lust as they were about me, they had feelings. I could not blame him for moving on, I brought this upon myself, I was the one who disappeared on him , not the other way around. Regardless where the fault lies, it did not stop me from wanting to rip her fucking throat out and take him away from her. I will stay true to my plan, he deserves happiness, even if it is with someone other than me... -Keegan- We were standing outside her apartment. Jenna seemed like she was in some sort of stupor, the way she fumbled with her keys. It was kind of cute, the more I thought about it. She acted as if I were some sort of celebrity, the way she looked at me when we ended our kiss. When she opened her door, I instantly smelled a light lavender scent. It was intoxicating. "Come in, Keegan," she said as she led me inside by the hand. She flipped on the light in the entryway. I looked around... Her home looked just as I pictured it: neat and tidy with light walls and furniture. So prim and proper, so Jenna. "Have a look around." "Nice place," I said, looking at the unusual, white sculptures that lined her shelves and mantle. Behind her sofa, there was a large fish aquarium with a shitload of expensive looking fish inside. "Thank you," she said, breathing what sounded like a sigh of relief that I liked her home. "I'm going to go freshen up, make yourself at home... remote's on the coffee table." I nodded at her and took a seat on the soft, cushiony tan sofa. I nearly sank inside of it. I turned on the television and flipped through the channels, settling on Family Guy. Minutes passed and I was absorbed in the episode, laughing at Peter and the Giant Chicken have a street brawl. I heard footsteps behind me, but when I turned around, there was no one there. 'Huh, odd,' I thought as I brought my focus back to the show. I suddenly felt hands massaging my shoulders and extending past my chest and over my stomach and back up again. I laid my head back and surrendered to the feelings these hands were inducing at that moment. I felt her warm, soft lips kiss my neck and her tongue begin to trace circles on my neck. I swallowed to keep a moan from creeping up. I watched as her hands began unbuttoning my shirt, button by button exposing my chest and abs. I was rock hard and excited to find out what was next. She walked around, so I could see her and stopped in front of me. Her long, blond hair hung freely over her shoulders and she was wearing a short, white robe. My breath caught in my throat... she looked absolutely incredible. I picked up the remote control and flipped off the television. "Take off the robe, Jenna," I said softly. She didn't take the robe off, instead she straddled my lap and kissed my lips. She leaned into my ear and whispered: "Call me Blondie." I grabbed a handful of hair and roughly pushed her mouth into mine. I grabbed the tie that served as a closure for the robe and untied it. Her robe fell open exposing her naked flesh to me... She shook her robe off, letting it fall to the floor. I rolled my eyes over her beautiful body from her large breasts, to her belly ring, to the perfect landing strip that covered her pussy. I ran my fingertips down her back until they reached her round ass... I grabbed it with both hands and squeezed it roughly. She leaned down and began to kiss me and I continued to knead her ass, she began to moan and grind her wet pussy against me, riding my covered erection. Her behavior was unacceptable... I corrected it with a few sharp slaps to her pert ass. Her breath caught in her throat as I leaned down and took her right nipple into my mouth and bit down. "Get up," I commanded forcefully. She obeyed, standing before me, leaving a puddle of her juices sitting in my lap. She looked at me hungrily, her green eyes narrowed to slits. I got to my feet, standing before her. I let my shirt fall to the floor. She was so fucking beautiful, the way she was staring at me like I was a piece of sweet candy. I watched as her eyes hungrily traced my tattoos. I pulled her into a rough kiss, pushing my hand between us to get a feel of her pussy. She moaned in my mouth and used her hands to begin to unbutton my jeans. I grabbed her hair and snatched her head backwards. Her hands dropped to her sides and she let out a whimper. I was almost sure that I had went too far. "Do not fucking touch me unless I tell you to," I growled into her ear, "As a matter of fact, don't fucking breathe unless I give you permission!" She was getting so hot by this... she tried to nod to show her understanding, but the grip that I had on her hair was too tight. "I can't hear you, Blondie," I said darkly. "Yes, Sir," she whispered. She was a fast learner. "Get on your fucking knees, you don't walk when I'm here... you crawl like the little bitch you are," I commanded, missing the absence of control in my life, lately. Obediently, she dropped to her knees. Her eyes revealing the hunger she felt for me. I would be happy to feed her hunger... "Come here," I commanded. I watched her crawl to me, making my dick excruciatingly stiff. She sat backwards on her feet, looking up at me like she wanted to attack me. "Give me your hand." She obeyed. I took her hand and pressed against my hard cock. "You feel that, Blondie?" I asked, my voice almost a moan, "You feel how hard I am for you?" She moaned as a reply. I continued to use her hand to stroke me through my jeans. "Take off my jeans" She looked as if she were holding her breath for twenty minutes and she had just been given permission to breathe. Her hands flew to my button. She unbuttoned my jeans and slid down the zipper. She pushed my jeans down to my ankles. I stepped out of them and my shoes at the same time. My boxers stood out as my erection pressed against them, trying to free itself through the flap. Her eyes stared at the head that was slight making a presentation. She lost it... She made a mad dash forward and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. I groaned as she swirled her tongue around it. She used her hands to push the fabric down to the base, exposing my entire dick to her hungry mouth. She bobbed up and down on it, making hot slurping noises that almost put me over the edge. I let her warm mouth stroke me closer and closer to ecstasy. This was wrong and she knew better. I grabbed her blonde hair and began to thrust myself inside. She was going to learn, one night or not. I shoved my hard cock down her throat over and over again. She sputtered and gagged but I needed to make my point. I abruptly removed my cock and slapped her in the face with it. "What the fuck were you thinking, Blondie?" I demanded as she coughed to clear her throat. "I wasn't," she admitted, "I saw your dick there and all I could think of was how bad I wanted it in my mouth..." Hot... very hot. I almost blew my load just from hearing her response. "Wrong answer," I growled, "Bend over the coffee table," I commanded. Obediently, she bent over the coffee table, her round ass in the air. She had a tramp stamp... hot, this girl never ceased to amaze me. I got on my knees behind her, bringing my hand down over her ass. I watched it jiggle from the impact. To my satisfaction, her fair skin held my handprint after the smack. I leaned forward and kissed the pain away. I gave her another smack and another and another, each time kissing the warm, battered flesh beneath me. Blondie took punishment very well, I was impressed. I saw her pink pussy glistening from behind her. I spread her pussy and licked it from base to clit and back again. She was fucking amazing, taste, scent, looks... everything. She was intoxicating. She moaned and shuddered a bit as I invaded her with my tongue. I pushed it inside and licked a corkscrew pattern on the way out. I used my tongue to trace figure eights over her clit and between her pussy lips. Her moans were music to my ears, making my confidence soar. My cock was roaring with discomfort... I needed more. In a flash, I had my boxers down and tossed to the side. Without warning, I thrusted myself balls-deep into her pink pussy. Her moans were nothing short of screams as her pussy gripped me tightly, almost anchoring me inside. I picked her up, cock still buried, and sat her knees on the table. She came undone as I ravaged her g-spot from my new angle. I pounded her pussy savagely as she took me to new heights. She screamed my name and begged me to fuck her harder. She moaned about how bad she wanted me and how long she's been wanting to feel me inside her. With a final scream, her pussy clenched around me rhythmically, begging me to fill her with my seed. "Blondie, I don't know how much longer I can last," I said raspy with lust, "I think I'm gonna cum." "It's okay, Keegan, fill me with your cum. I'm on the pill, cum inside me!" she said pushing back against me, forcing me deeper inside her. With a groan that was louder than I would care to admit, I anchored her hips and shot my cum deep inside her pussy. I held her still as my cock continued to shoot wave after wave inside of her. She collapsed. I pulled out of her and used my boxers to clean the cum that was already leaking from her battered pussy. I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. I laid my exhausted angel in her bed and covered her up. I gave her a peck on her cheek as I got up to walk to the living room to get dressed. "Keegan?" she said, exhaustion thick in her voice. I looked at her, lying beautifully in her bed. "Yeah, Babe?" "Stay with me," she said pulling the cover back on the opposite side of the bed. I did. She laid her head on my chest and I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her close. I gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Goodnight, Sweetheart," I said as she nuzzled closer to me. Before long, I was asleep. -Raven- All night I waited for him... All night! I expected him to have his fun with his little tramp and be on his way. But, no! He stays with her all night. I did not know why I was obsessing over him, I did not understand why he was the last thing that I thought about when I laid my head down at dawn and the first thing I thought of when I opened my eyes at dusk. He owed no explanation to me, but I was tired of this little game... Whether he thinks of me tomorrow or not, I am going to see him and he is going to get a taste of what exactly he has been missing! -Keegan- I woke up before Jenna the next morning. When I opened my eyes, I was caught off guard by her flawless beauty. The morning sun accented her beauty in all the right ways... I had actually lost track of how much time I had been staring at her. Before long, she began to stir and stretch. Yawning, she opened her eyes to see me looking at her. She smiled. "For a second there, I thought that was the best wet dream ever... but you're really here," she said with a giggle. "Yeah, I'm here, Babe," I said as I pulled her closer to me. After awhile, she uncovered herself and got out of bed, leaving me in it alone. She turned her back to me as she fumbled in her drawers to find something to put on. Her ass was covered in black and blue bruises, I felt terrible. "Jenna, don't put that on" I said, before she put on her oversized tee shirt. Obediently, she put it back in her drawer. "Come here." I sat at the side of the bed as she walked over to me. "Turn around," I said, twirling my right index finger. When she turned, I kissed her bruises, occasionally, I could see her wince in the dresser mirror. "I'm sorry, Babe... I guess I just lost control." "It's okay, Keegan," she said, leaning down to kiss my lips, "I like it rough," she whispered, biting my bottom lip. She was amazing, morning breath and all. "You're on the right path to some pain, Little Girl," I warned softly. She gave me a smirk. "Promise?" she asked. "You're not ready," I said and playfully waved her away. I stood up and stretched, looking around the room for my clothes before I remembered that I had left them in the living room. When I walked into the living room, I could smell bacon cooking. I threw on my clothes from last night, minus the soiled boxers and watched as Jenna's naked body effortlessly moved around the kitchen as she made breakfast. "Really? Breakfast, Babe?" I said, making my presence known. She looked at me and laughed. "It was supposed to be breakfast in bed, but you ditched the bed." 'Hmm, Breakfast in bed?' I thought, 'I could get used to this.' Shortly after I finished breakfast with Jenna, I stood up and told her that it was time for me to go home. She smiled and told me that she had a good time and thanked me for coming over, but behind her smile was something else: fear. Fear of being lonely, I knew that fear, because I had it, too. The cab ride to my apartment seemed to take forever as I stared out the window, watching buildings and people pass. The cab came to a halt outside my apartment building. I paid the driver and closed the door. I slowly ascended the stairs and went stopped outside my door. I wasn't in a hurry to open my door because I knew what was waiting for me inside: nothing. I unlocked my door and turned on the light in my entryway. 'Maybe I should get a pet of some sort,' I thought, 'A puppy that jumps on me when I get home or a cat that weaves between my legs when walk.' I walked to my bedroom and stripped off my clothes. I threw them into my hamper and walked to my bathroom. I turned the water on and stepped inside. I washed Jenna's memory from my skin. For the first time in over a month, I showered and that was it. No fooling around, nothing. I stepped onto my bath mat and dried myself. After putting on some boxers and brushing my teeth, I went into my living room and checked on Aspen Emery... it was running smoothly. 'Maybe I'll go visit Mom today' I thought but decided quickly against it. I didn't need her overanalyzing the situation, calling me depressed, calling her church, or trying to hook me up with 'the nice young lady that works at the market'. I called her instead. The conversation with Mom went exactly the way I thought it would: Her telling me I needed to go out and have fun, not drown myself in beers to deal with my problem, and the usual: 'Come home and let Mommy take care of you'. I told her that I do go out, I hadn't had a beer today, and that I'll visit when I have more free time. We ended our conversation with an agreement to disagree and 'I love you's'. Intrigued Ch. 05 I looked at my clock: 1:42 pm. I couldn't stand it anymore. I picked up my phone and sent Jenna a text message: Me: Hey Beautiful... Whatcha up to? Jenna: O, nothing, jst lyin here thinking about you... Me: Rly? I just got home n took a shower about to take a nap Jenna: Ya rly! I work 2nite so if u wanna come to the Riff and keep me company Me: I'll b there... Nite Gorgeous! Jenna: Nite Sexy The text messages made me feel a lot better. I walked into my room and collapsed in my bed. It seemed like the second I closed my eyes. I was awakened by loud knocking on my front door. "Who the hell?" I said aloud as I looked at the clock on my bedside table: 9:15 pm. I stumbled to my feet and walked into my living room. "Just a second!" I yelled as the knocking persisted. I cracked the door to see who it was, peephole forgotten. Standing before me was the woman of my dreams for the last month: Raven. "Raven?" I said in shock, letting the door open all the way. "What are you doing here?" I asked, staring at her completely dumbfounded. "Can a girl not visit a friend? Is this a bad time? I hope that I am not interrupting anything," she said, her eyes rolling over my nearly naked body. "Oh no... not at all," I said staring down at her. There was definitely something I should be doing right now, I just had no idea what it was. She took a step toward me, until her tits were nearly touching my chest. "Are you going to invite me in?" she asked, her brown eyes boring into mine. "Yes, of course," I said, stepping aside, "Please, come in." Intrigued Ch. 06 -Raven- I walked past him into his apartment, warm pine filling my nostrils. He looked at me as if I were a ghost. "It is good to see you again, Keegan... face to face," I said with a smile. My fangs were retracted, I did not want to frighten him. "Likewise," he said, cautiously, " I've been going to The Riff every night for a month to find you. Where have you been?" I studied his expression, for some reason, he was fearful of me. "I was terrified that I would kill you... it is not something that I can guarantee that I could control," I began. -Keegan- Déjà-fucking-vu! I thought as the familiar words left her mouth. "Cut the shit, Raven," I cut her off, "You came here to kill me! Just fucking get it over with!" I shouted. She just stood there staring at me, looking confused. She wore a simple, white blouse with a cinched waist and fitted black slacks, she looked almost human. "Keegan... what on Earth makes you think that I came here to kill you? I have been here with you for awhile now, and you have not even seen my fangs. I do not wish to kill you," she said softly. She made a good point. If she really wanted to, she could have those fangs out in no time, draining the life out of me. The thought that she didn't come here to murder me gave me comfort, but still left one question unanswered: "Well, if you don't wanna kill me, what are you doing here?" I questioned, looking down at her. She walked over to me and stared into my eyes and replied: "I have been thinking of you, Keegan...I just could not force myself to stay away from you any longer." Ignoring the fact that she used the same dialogue from my dream for a second time, I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. Her body was very cold, but I didn't mind, it felt amazing to have her in my arms again. It was almost as if someone loosened their grip on my heart. "I've missed you," I said before I knew it. I was afraid that I would scare her off. "I have missed you as well, Keegan," she replied, running her cool hands up and down my back causing goosebumps to form. -Raven- If I were any other vampire, I would be disturbed by his thoughts and would have probably killed him. He had thoughts of passion and the future, of companionship. It is not in a vampire's nature to act as companions, especially to humans. Humans were either one of two things to us: food or fun, never anything more. It was pointless to expect anything else, they were impermanent...They would wither and die while we remained constant, unless of course, we decided to turn them. I can honestly say that within that hug, my icy heart seemed to melt a bit. I pulled him down for a kiss, it was slow and passionate. It was what both of us needed. His tongue explored my mouth without urgency, causing me to release a moan into his mouth. I wanted him... I wanted all of him and I did not care at what expense. -Keegan- I needed her and she needed me, I could tell by the way she looked at me. I picked her up bridal style and carried her to my bedroom. She was everything. I laid her on my bed. I got on my knees and removed her small, dainty shoes exposing her cold little feet. I kissed each toe and I got to my feet. "Lay down, Raven," I instructed in a husky voice. I watched as she laid on her back, never breaking eye contact with me. I straddled her hips, hovering over her, kissing her lips. She grabbed my hair and pulled me deeper into the kiss. I unbuttoned her slacks and pulled them down her thighs revealing black, lace panties... Hot. She watched my every move as I tossed them to the floor. "Take off your shirt," I said in that same lust-laced voice. Seeing her wearing nothing but black, lace panties, the matching bra, and that hot and bothered expression made me want to just throw her legs over my shoulders and take her. That's not what I wanted tonight, I craved something more... -Raven- Judging by his thoughts, for the first time, our thoughts and expectations were congruent. '...Everything I've ever wanted... like her since Aspen...have to have her...don't care if she's a vampire or not...' looped around in Keegan's thoughts as he took in this new view of me. He crawled on top of me again, kissing my neck and running his hands over my body as if he was afraid I would disappear. I ran my fingertips along the muscles in his arms, his shoulders, and along his back. He leaned down and kissed my lips and said into my ear: "Bite me." Needing no further invitation, my fangs extended and I kissed my target. I sank my fangs into his pulsing lifeline causing him to moan aloud. I drank from him until I had my fill and licked the wound clean. I brought him in for a kiss that was sweet with his blood. He returned it as if it were simply honey. "Keegan, I need you," I admitted to both of us as I reached down between us to softly grip his manhood. "Do you?" he said, sitting up to search my face for any deception. "Like I need to feed," I replied, utterly shocked by my honesty. I ran my now-warm hands over the tattoos that painted his chest. With that, he reached behind me to unsnap my bra and tossed it to the floor. My panties followed soon after. He peppered my cleavage with his kisses, causing me to bite down on my lower lip. When he was out of his boxers, he pressed his cock at my entrance. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him, but he needed something more... "Promise you won't leave me again," he said tracing my pussy up and down with his erection. I promised. "Once we do this again, you'll be mine. No more hiding, no more loneliness, no more pride, and no more shame... you will simply be mine." he declared, shutting down the possibility of any debate, not that I was prepared to give him any. I nodded my agreement. "No, Raven," he said, "That's not gonna work for me. I need to hear you say the words." "Yes, Keegan, I agree. Once we do this: I will be your's," I said, my sense of pride evaporating just as he said it would. Keegan's. It had quite the ring to it. With that, he pushed into me... slowly but firmly. I moaned as he lifted my legs over his shoulders and increased his depth. "Oh, shit, Raven," he whispered as he slowly pounded me, rotating his hips, leaving no place inside of me untouched. I was invigorated by this solemn, thorough love making session he was giving me. There was no rush, we were making up for lost time. "Tell me who you belong to, Raven," he said as he increased his pace. He took my right nipple into his mouth. "I-ah! I am your's, Keegan," I managed to choke out as he bit down on it. "What all belongs to me?" he asked as his kissed and nipped at my neck. "All of me! My breasts, my pussy, my flesh, my blood, it is all your's!" I screamed as I neared my peak. His quick hand found my clit as he began to deliver hard, consistent blows to my pussy. "Who. Am. I. To. You?" he said between thrusts. He used both hands to grip my breasts to deepen his invasion. "You are everything!" I screamed as I came undone. My pussy convulsed around him, begging him to follow me to heaven. He did, soon after. He wrapped his tattooed arms around my shoulders as he blew his load deep inside of me. He withdrew from me and laid beside me. I felt great. He pulled me into his arms and I laid my head on his chest, tracing the ink. "You're not gonna go disappearing, are you?" he asked after a few minutes of thinking that very question. "No, Keegan... I am here for the long haul. When I said I was your's, I meant it. I will not be leaving until nearly dawn because I have to sleep and obviously, I cannot be out in sunlight," I said. "Good," he said, "because it really sucks when you're avoiding me. We laid in silence for a moment, until Keegan's breathing evened out. His phone was vibrating in the other room. I was careful not to wake him when I rose to go get it. It was a text message, one of many: Jenna: Hey... what r u doin? Jenna: R u still sleepn? Jenna: Hey, I've been lookin 4 u Jenna: Did u 4get about me? :( Jenna: It's getting late, guess I'm not gonna c u tonite Jenna: U stood me up Keegan thats so not cool I deleted the messages and put the phone in his bedroom. I was his and he was mine, and no ditzy bartender with feelings for him was going to change that. -Keegan- The next morning, I was awakened by the sun shining in my eyes. I sat up in my bed and looked around my bedroom, recounting the events of the night. It was gonna suck waking up every morning with my arms empty... 'Fucking sun,' I thought as I covered my head with the blanket. It was because of the sun that I couldn't be with my demonic angel 24 hours a day. I tried to force myself to go back to sleep, possibly sleep until dusk because there was no point in being awake without her being near me. My cell phone vibrated. I picked it up to see what it was trying to tell me. It was a text message from Jenna. 'Oh, shit, Jenna!' I thought as I remembered our last conversation. I read it: Jenna: Keegan, I'm sry for the way I acted n 4 the messages I sent last nite. That was rly childish n I'm sry. I searched through my phone and I couldn't for the life of me find any new messages from Jenna. It was as if they were deleted... Raven. I decided to give her a call instead of texting back. When she answered, she sounded like a mess. Before I could say a word, she started in: "Keegan, I'm so sorry, I just really wanted to see you and you said you were coming to see me and I waited and waited and didn't see you and all you had to do was say you didn't want to see me and it wouldn't have been a big deal but you said you wanted to see me again and then stood me up, I was just hurt," she went on and on and it seemed as if she didn't breathe between words. I held the phone away from my ear until I heard her rant come to a close. "It's okay, Jenna. I didn't even get any messages last night. When I made plans to see you, I had all the intentions in the world of seeing you again. Something just came up last night and I just forgot and I'm the one who's sorry," I said softly, trying to calm her down. After she had calmed down, communication was a lot easier. "Keegan, be straight with me. Is it another girl?" I heard her ask. I was quiet for a moment, trying to figure out a way to put this without pissing her off. I decided that honesty was the best policy. "Yes, Jenna. It's the girl that I left with the first day that I met you. I hadn't seen her in a month and last night she just popped up on my doorstep. It's just, it's really, God, I'm sorry, Jenna!" I said, throwing myself at the mercy of the court. She was quiet for awhile, a long while before she began to speak. "So, you're telling me that she came out of nowhere after being gone for an entire month and you chose her over me, even though I've seen you every night, all night for the entire month she was gone, regardless of how beautiful the time we had together was?" she asked, seeming to get a little more pissed every second. "I'm sorry, Jenna, I don't expect you to understand or to find it in you to ever forgive me," I said, feeling lower than any dog. "Good, because I don't either. Goodbye, Keegan," she said coldly as she hung up the phone, leaving me feeling more alone and depressed than I've felt ever before. I sat my phone down on my bedside table and cocooned myself in my blanket. 'Way to go, Keegan,' I thought, 'You've hurt a girl that really, actually cared about you. The only girl that has cared about you in a really long time. What the hell are you gonna do when Raven washes her hands of you? You know she will, they always do. You'll just be alone again, a vampire's used plaything...' "Fuck you!" I yelled at the taunting voice in my head. I closed my eyes and felt a troubled sleep wash over me. -Raven- When I approached his apartment building, I was sure he was still asleep. I did not hear his thoughts echoing when I walked inside. If he was sleeping, I did not want to wake him. I walked back outside and climbed the fire escapes until I reached his balcony. Sure enough, he was asleep, wrapped up in his blanket. I tried the balcony door. 'Keegan, you foolish human,' I thought as I slid it open. I shuddered to think what could have happened if I were a vampire that was not in love with him. Love? Could it be possible? I closed the distance between me and the bed. I would have thought it was cute, him being all wrapped up and sleeping until I heard his thoughts. -Keegan- I woke up from my dream with a start. When I looked around my apartment, nothing was amiss. 'It was a dream...just a dream,' I thought as I laid back down. I looked up at my ceiling, heart going wild. After I relaxed a bit, I sat up and swung my legs off the side of the bed. I looked at the clock: 10:43 pm. 'Where is Raven?' I thought. I felt the pain resurface when reality set in. I did not know where she was but I knew exactly why she wasn't here. I felt like such an idiot. I flipped the switch of the light on my bedside table and leaned forward with my head in my hands. I stood up and was about to leave the room when something red caught my peripheral. I almost screamed when I realized what it was: blood. It was everywhere! There were drops on my pillows, streaks on my blanket, and a fucking puddle on the pillow on the opposite side of my bed. I caught a glimpse of myself in my dresser mirror, I was also covered with smears of blood. 'What the fuck happened here?' I thought as I looked down at myself, I could almost fucking puke. As I continued to look at the mess, I noticed something: there were drops on the floor. They continued around the bed and lead to the closed door of the bathroom. I was honestly scared shitless to see what the hell was in that bathroom but I had to know... I cautiously approached the bathroom and pressed my ear against the door. I heard movement, there was definitely someone in there and they weren't dead yet. I swung the door open and my heart nearly broke at the sight I saw: It was Raven. She was sitting curled up in a ball in the corner of the bathroom. She appeared to be sobbing and for some reason she was covered in blood. "Raven!" I screamed as I ran over to her, "What happened? Who did this to you?" I asked feeling as if I would rip whatever hurt her apart limb by limb. She looked up at me but seemed unable to speak. I sat on the floor next to her and pulled her into my arms. "What's wrong, Babe? You can tell me," I said as I stroked her hair. "I-I came here at dusk because I-I wanted to s-see you. When I got h-here you were asleep and I h-heard your thoughts and s-saw your dream," she stammered and began to cry again. I held her tighter to me and kissed her forehead. "It's okay, Raven," I said, making an attempt to comfort her. My dream was pretty awful but in reality it was honestly just my life. I dreamed that I was back to the night in August that I've dreamt of so many times: I had just loaded the blue SUV with the last of her stuff. "You know, I can ride with you there so I can help you unload when we get to the dorms," I said as a last attempt to get her to let me go with her. "No, Keegan," she said shaking her head, "I have to be without you this year, anyway, it only makes sense that I learn to be independent again." She was probably right, all summer I'd been waiting on her hand and foot, living in fear of the day she'd go back without me. "Okay, fine," I said, clearly beaten, "But explain to me again why you're leaving at midnight?" "Baby, we've been through this a million times! I'm leaving at midnight because check-in is at eight and it's a seven hour drive," she said, throwing her hands up. "I know your gonna miss me. I'm gonna miss you, too, but stalling me isn't gonna make me stay, K. I have to go," she said, rubbing her hand on my face. "I know you do and I'll be okay, it's just gonna be so hard to be without you for so long," I said, sadly. "I know it, but I'll call you every day, multiple times a day and I'll text you repeatedly. Fall break will be here before we know it," she said with a smile that made me feel a lot better. I wrapped her in my arms for the last time. "I love you, Aspen," I said as I rested my cheek on the top of her head. She pulled away and looked in my eyes. She smiled and gave me a light kiss. "I love you, too, Keegan," she said. I walked to the SUV and opened the driver side door for her. She got inside and rolled down the window. "I'll call you as soon as I get there," she said and I nodded. She leaned out and gave me a peck on the lips. I stood there as I watched her drive away. That night, I stayed up all night waiting for her call, it never came. At 9:42 am, my phone rang but it wasn't her cell, it was her family's phone. It was her mom, she was crying. I asked her what was wrong, and she managed to choke out: "She's gone." The dream took me through the four days of depression, the four days of guilt. All I had to do was keep her from going until the next day or go with her and we'd both be gone and we'd be together. Why didn't I try harder? Why did I give up so easily? I decided to take my own life in an attempt to reunite us. I looked over the highway overpass and watched as the traffic passed beneath me. I closed my eyes and stood on the railing. My heart was going a million miles per hour when I heard it: "Don't do this, Baby. This isn't the way. If you do it this way, we'll never be together again." I stepped down and walked home. The dream faded to Jenna. The month that I spent with her and all the times she told me she liked me. I saw the smile on her face when I told her I would go home with her, I saw how she curled up to me and held on to me like she never wanted to let go, I saw the hope that she had when I told her that I would meet her at the bar, I saw her sitting at the bar, looking at the clock, and sending me text messages as she waited. I watched as her heart began to break when she knew that I wasn't coming. I watched her fall apart when she hung up the phone. I felt her heartache. The dream made another turn to Raven. I saw her standing in front of me giving me a cold stare, explaining to me that she could never be what I needed and that I could never be what she wanted. I watched as I threw myself on the ground at her feet, begging her not to leave me. I saw the disgusted look she gave me as told me to stand up and at least pretend like I had pride. I watched as I begged her to kill me, to end my suffering and she just turned her back on me, telling me that I was too pathetic to waste her energy on. Then, I woke up. I blinked and I was back in the bathroom. I held Raven close and continued to stroke her hair. "Do you really think I am that much of a monster, Keegan?" she asked as the tears subsided. "I would never do that to you!" she said as she pulled away from me. "I love you and I will never leave you." I looked away, deep in thought.'Did she say she loved me?' I thought as my heart soared. "I love you too, Raven, but all I've ever had was heartache," I explained as I looked around the red splattered bathroom. "Seriously, why is there blood everywhere?" "All you have had was heartache until I came to you. You never have to worry about getting hurt ever again. I will take care of you until your dying breath," she said as she brought me in to a kiss. I felt the walls around my heart fall away. "There is blood everywhere because of my tears, " she explained. "You cry blood?" I asked in horror. "Yes," she said, "Is that a problem?" "No, not really, it's just my apartment looks like a crime scene," I said with a smile. "I will take care of it, Keegan," She said with a smirk. -Keegan- It really didn't occur to me that I was deeply enthralled with someone that I barely knew anything about. I was perfectly content with knowing nothing except that she cared about me. Just for shits and giggles, I asked her about her past. Mainly, just to see what all she would be willing to share with me. To my surprise, she was willing to tell me everything: Intrigued Ch. 06 It turned out that she was born in Louisiana in 1900 and I thought that it was pretty cool that my girlfriend was 87 years older than me. She was the baby of nine children and one of only two girls. She was a twin but her brother didn't make it through childbirth. She was always looked over because she was quiet and non-confrontational. In a big family, that never got her very far. She always loved to sing but was too shy to sing in front of an audience. When she was in high school, she met her friend, Eddie who accidentally overheard her singing while working on a picture for her art class. He encouraged her to sing and pretty soon she began singing in front of audiences, before she was turned, she would sing in front of very large audiences. Though she admitted that she never got over her stage fright. When she was 22, she was turned by a vampire that saw one of her performances. After he turned her, the prick left her to fend for herself. All he told her was to eat someone and not to go out in the sunlight. She hasn't seen him since and never even knew his name. During the first few weeks, she almost starved to death because she couldn't find it in herself to take an innocent human being's life. When she was inches from death, a man saw her sitting on a bench outside of a bar and assumed she was drunk. He took her into an alley and attempted to take advantage of her. After he tried that, she felt no sympathy for him. She drained him dry and dumped his body in a swamp. For the first year, she only fed on people who she felt was evil and unworthy of life. Over the past 80 some-odd years, she's been going it alone. She has no friends and no family everyone she used to know are dead. She says she only knows a handful of other vampires but doesn't care for them very much. She told me that I am all she has and she wouldn't have it any other way. I felt awesome when she said that, but I couldn't imagine how much it must suck to live over eighty years by yourself. It didn't matter, though. She had me now. -Raven- Maybe I said too much, but I could not help it. Maybe it was all the years I had no one to talk to that made me want to tell him everything about me... well, almost everything. I did not tell him about my maker raping me, that would just draw unwanted and unneeded sympathy. I am fine with it, now. I am just thankful for the gift that he bestowed upon me, regardless of the cost. I would have given myself to him a million times over if I knew the value of being a vampire back then. For so long, I thought of it as a curse, but like he said, 'Someday you will thank me' and today was that day. I looked at Keegan's eyes when I told him my story, it was if he was watching a movie. He gasped, teared up, and expressed anger at all the right parts. He cared about me. I knew that I would not leave him until the world ended or he died, both of which carried the same weight to me because if he died, my world would end. I leaned forward and gave him a kiss. When we pulled apart, he looked confused but content. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close, eager to feel his warmth against me. -Keegan- It felt great having her here with me, lying in my now bloodstain-free bed. I could lay like this with her forever and I would have planned to, but it was getting late and I knew she would have to leave me soon. I felt no need to have sex with her, that was the beautiful thing. Sure, I felt the desire to, but I didn't feel that it was a necessity in order to have a good time with her. I pulled her close and kissed her on her forehead. I didn't notice until now, but she felt warm. "Raven?" I said as I stroked her hair. "Yes, Keegan," she responded looking up at me with those honey brown eyes. "Did you feed before you got here?" I asked, twisting a strand of her hair around my finger, absently. "Yes, Dear. Why do you ask?" She asked, trying to hear my thoughts. "Why didn't you wait until you got here to feed on me?" I asked, feeling a little jealous even knowing that whoever she fed on is dead now. "Because, Darling, I was exceptionally hungry and I did not want to risk feeding on you and not being able to stop. Surely, you understand?" She explained, hoping that I wouldn't be angry. "I do now, but please, could you try to keep from getting to that point? Because honestly, I don't want anyone else satisfying my girl in any way. If you feed, I want it to be from me," I said rather seriously. She nodded her understanding, "I fully understand, Sweetheart, and I promise that, unless I am truly starving, I will only feed from you. That would make you the only one that satisfies all of my needs," she said with a smirk. Oh, she was a tease! There was still a good 45 minutes before sunrise and she was gonna get it for at least 43 of them! I kissed her deeply as I crawled between her legs. Intrigued Ch. 07 She looked at the clinic in the rear view mirror, she couldn't go through with it. It disappeared in the distance. She felt like she was going to be sick. She pulled the rental car to the side of the road... she was too embarrassed of her destination to have a cab drive her there. She pushed her blonde hair out of her face as the tears started to began to fall. This was unplanned in every form of the word but she was the only one that had to deal with it. It was then that she made the decision: if he wasn't going to be happy with her, he wouldn't be happy at all. -Keegan- Whenever I woke up in the mornings, I had no expectations of seeing Raven until a little after dusk. When I had no expectations, I didn't feel as bad when I woke up alone. It had already been over a month and I had gotten used to my new schedule: I would wake up in the mornings long enough to eat something and work on Aspen Emery. I would shower and fall asleep on the couch watching a random T.V. show. I would usually sleep until after dusk when Raven would be coming through the door on my balcony, fangs extended, and prepared to feed. I couldn't say this new schedule disagreed with me... it wasn't as if I used to have sun kissed skin and now I was deathly pale. I always had pale skin and I feel just as good now as I would if I always lead this sort of lifestyle. Some nights, we wouldn't go anywhere. We would just stay in bed and explore each other's bodies until she was forced by near sunrise to leave me again. Others, on nights she was particularly hungry, I would accompany her on a hunt. I would watch as she singled out a person in the crowd by listening to his thoughts. I never saw her kill a woman. The first time I watched her feed, it scared the hell out of me. It reminded me how fragile my life was to her as I watched her take the life of someone twice my size as if it required no effort. Regardless of what kind of night it would be, she would always come to me first and that's the way I liked it. There were still a few hours until Raven would come and I was getting antsy. I woke up a lot earlier than I planned and had already done my usual duties... the wait for her to get here was going to be excruciating. While I ate and watched 300 on HBO, my cell began to vibrate. It was Jenna. I braced myself for the absolute ass-chewing I was about to be subjected to. I haven't been to The Riff in almost over a month and I was sure she was taking it personal. I answered the phone: "Hello?" I said into the phone, wincing. "Hi, Stranger... Long time, no talk," she said. It almost sounded as if she were smiling. "Yeah... I know... been busy you know? How have you been?" I said trying to figure out exactly what she wanted. "Pregnant," she replied rather casually. My heart jumped into my throat and my throat went painfully dry. I felt like I was going to fucking die. "Wha-? How di-? Is it-?" I began so many sentences but I couldn't bring myself to finish any of them. After awhile, I managed to get one word out: "Pregnant?" "Yes, Keegan, pregnant and before you ask: yes, it's your's. I took a pregnancy test last week and it was positive. I went this morning to get an abortion but I couldn't go through with it. I figured that I would call you up one more time to see if you wanted to reconsider our relationship with each other... for the sake of our child," she said softly, traces of hope laced in her voice. I knew firsthand what it was like to be without a father and it fucking sucked ... I also knew how bad it could turn out for the kid if I only halfway cared for its mother, like my father only halfway cared for my mother. I saw what Jenna was trying to do and it made sense. but I was not going to be my father. "Jenna... if you ever need anything for the baby, anything at all I'll always be here, but I'm not going to reconsider our relationship. I would be lying to both of us and it would be unfair to you for me to lead you on only to leave you later like my dad did my mom. I'm sorry I got you into this but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make it right and be a good father," I said, feeling the words flow out of me without any difficulty. "Fine, Keegan. Have it your way," she said just before she hung up on me. Regardless of her pissy attitude, I was borderline elated from the news I received. I had always wanted kids and I was sure that Aspen and I would have a houseful. Obviously, that didn't go like I planned. I wondered what my kid was gonna look like, who's eyes it'd have and whatnot. I was deeply in baby bliss when Raven walked into my living room. "Hey, Beautiful," I said as I walked over and wrapped her into a tight hug. "Hello... is there something you want to tell me?" she said, though I was 100% sure she had already heard it in my thoughts. "Jenna's pregnant," I said, scared to see what her reaction would be like. "Do you want me to kill her?" she said blandly. I opened and closed my mouth, unable to register what she had asked me. Here I am: fucking enthused that I'm gonna be a dad, and my girlfriend asks me if I want her to kill the woman that's incubating my seed. "What? No! Raven, I do not want you to kill Jenna!" I said in a tone that was low and serious, so she knew that I wasn't kidding. She nodded, turned her back to me, and began to walk away. "Where are you going?" I asked as she exited the living room. "To feed...alone," she said quietly, "I need time to think." When she left me alone, I immediately felt the distance...I felt my heart sink. All the euphoric, paternal thoughts I was having seemed to evaporate when she walked away from me. I hoped she wasn't going to leave me for good. I didn't know what I could do or say to make her feel better. I didn't fucking ask for any of this and if it wasn't for her disappearing on me, none of this would have ever happened. Obviously, she was dealing with her own demons and unlike her, I didn't have luxury of interfering in her thoughts to see exactly what her fucking problem was. -Raven- When I left his apartment, I was unsure of my next move. There he was: telling me that he was getting the one thing that I could never give him from another woman. What was I supposed to say: 'Congratulations'? I heard his thoughts as soon as I got to his balcony: 'I'm gonna be a dad! I'm going to be someone's father!' I could not tell at that time if he was actually shouting or if I was hearing his thoughts. When I heard this, I did not know what to expect when I walked in... I did not know if he was going to leave me for her or not. Though, I halfway expected it. I knew this day would come, this is why I distanced myself in the first place. I knew that regardless of what he thought at the moment, eventually he will want to move on to the next level... a level that he would never be able to reach with me. Sure, I could marry him, but with him being a simple mortal, a union for eternity would be swift with him. I was no fool, I knew that I brought this upon myself, if I was not so stuck on 'staying true to my plan' and took him back before he got with the bitch, I would not be having to decide how to deal with being the 'vampire stepmother'. I shook my problems from my head and walked down the quiet street. Someone was following me and he was without a doubt going to be my next meal... Pretending not to hear the footsteps was extremely painful, though it was always funny for humans to think they could sneak up on me. Before long, I felt hands cover my mouth and a knife press against my throat. "If you want to live, you will stay quiet and give me some of that pussy. If you don't keep quiet, I'll fucking kill you and take it anyway," he growled into my ear pressing his erection against my ass. Ugh, fucking necrophiliac,' I thought, rolling my eyes. I nodded, using artificial fear. He pushed me into an alley and up against the wall... he continued to use his knife as a scare tactic, keeping it against my throat . "What the fuck is a hot little piece of ass like you doing walking around in the middle of the night by yourself? Not smart, Honey... there's bad men out at this time of night. Bad men that want nothing more than to be balls-deep in the pussy of a dumb bitch like you who's out all by herself," he said, without a doubt trying to scare me. "Really?" I said with a smile, "Bad men like you?" "Yeah... bad men like me," he said with a nod, his eyes rolling over my body making me feel absolutely disgusting. "Well, what if I was out looking for a bad man that was out looking for a girl like me?" I said with a smile. He looked at me almost dumbfounded, but slowly began to realize what he thought I was saying. "Oh, so you're out looking for trouble, huh, Bitch?" he said, almost unable to hide his excitement. "Yes, I am," I said with a smirk. "Well, you fucking found it!" he said as he began to use his knife on my blouse, cutting off button after button. 'Shit!' I thought, 'This is going to be really hard to explain to Keegan.' "No, I am afraid that you are the one that has found trouble," I said as I released my fangs. "What the fu-," he began but was unable to finish... I latched onto his jugular and drank until I drained his body dry. I just threw him in the dumpster like the trash he was. He was not worth any extra effort. Though I felt a lot better, I still had no idea how I was going to deal with the problem or the discussion that was, without a doubt, waiting for me at Keegan's apartment. I chose to walk back at a human's speed, nearly dragging my feet. Things had seemed so perfect but that was ignorant on my part. How long had I expected this to last? How long did I expect me to be everything to him? Of course, he would want more... it was only human. He was only human. -Keegan- Almost two hours had passed. It had never taken her this long to hunt before and I was almost certain that she wasn't coming back. I sat down on my couch with a beer, watching T.V. when, to my surprise, Raven came into the living room. Her shirt was missing buttons and she had an overall disheveled look about her. "What happened to you?" I said, looking her over. "Dinner wanted to rape me," she said, shrugging her shoulders. "Oh...," I said, not feeling concerned if she wasn't. "What's wrong, Raven? You're not being yourself, Baby," I said, worry lacing my voice. "Oh, Keegan, I am fine, just trying to get a hold on this whole 'baby' business," she said, her voice mildly cold. "What do you mean, Raven?" I asked, trying to figure out exactly what she was trying to say. "I just do not know how to deal with this! First, I never thought that I would have a human boyfriend. Second, I definitely never thought that my human boyfriend would be having a child with another woman... and the fact that I am a vampire just complicates things... a lot," she said carefully thinking about each word before it left her mouth. "Are you going to leave me, Raven?" I asked, absolutely terrified to hear her answer. "Are you going to leave me for the mother of your child, Keegan?" she asked in response to my question. "What? No! Of course not, Raven! I would never leave you... especially not for Jenna," I said in all honesty. Jenna was a great woman, she was just vengeful and spiteful when she wanted to be. In my eyes, she didn't hold a candle to Raven. "Are you sure about that, Keegan? I am a vampire. I will never be able to give you children or a normal relationship. Life with her would be simple and fulfilling, just as God intended it to be," she said as if every word pained her to say. "I don't want simple and fucking fulfilling. I want passion! I want danger! I want you! I've never been one to play it safe, Raven, and I damn sure won't start now! You are mine and I am your's so we can just cut the bullshit and take it for what it fucking is. Yes, I'm going to be a father, but I will not lose you. We will make it fucking work, understand?" I said, my temper flaring. "Yes, Sir," she said with a small, sexy smile. She walked over to me and pulled me down into a kiss... "Easy, Killer," she said, massaging my tense neck muscles, "I'm not going anywhere." -Raven As he laid beside me, sleeping, I realized just how much he meant to me. I thought about how lost I would be if things were to end badly... I almost wished I were human again, so I could live a normal life with him: Marriage, children, church on Sundays, the whole nine yards. It was foolish to think, of course, I would never be able to have anything like that...with anyone. Where would we go from here? He could not very well introduce me to his mother: "Hey, Mom, this is Raven. She's my girlfriend and she's a vampire. Please, don't forget to keep a nice, big jug of B+ so she won't murder you." God, this was so much more complicated than I thought it would be. I still did not know how we were going to deal with any of this baby nonsense. I mean, I could not very well be around it on a regular basis. As awful as it sounds, an infant's blood is almost impossible to resist, though I have never had the heart to indulge myself with it. I preferred to avoid temptation as much as possible, which is why I frequented bars and not theme parks. However, Keegan told me that we would deal with it somehow and I was prepared to trust him with everything. -Keegan- I pulled her close to me, smelling the nice, clean smell of her shampoo. I had dozed off, unfortunately, and my time with her was slowly ticking away... "I love you," I grumbled as I kissed her forehead. "I love you, too," she replied, her voice almost a whisper. "Keegan?" she asked, her voice still near silent. "Yeah?" I said, opening an eye. "Do you sometimes wish that I was a human?" she asked, her voice slightly cracking. I tilted her head up to look into her eyes. "No, Sweetheart," I said honestly, "I embrace you for everything you are. I don't waste a fucking second of my time thinking about what you aren't. I love the fact that you're a vampire... the only thing that fucking sucks about it is that you have to leave me every morning. I wish that I could fall asleep holding you in my arms and wake up the same way." She gave me a half-smile. "I could do something about that..." she said with a smirk. "Really? Like what?" I asked as I searched her beautiful face for any signs of deception. "I will tell you, but you will have to promise to not interrupt and listen very carefully," she said quietly. I nodded and leaned in as if she were going to tell a ghost story. "If you want me to stay here, all we have to do is buy extremely thick window coverings to keep the sun out... or you can stay with me. My home is obviously already equipped for a vampire to live comfortably... but not a human. I do not want you to take this decision lightly, Keegan," she said raising her eyebrows, hoping I got her drift. I did. "So you're saying that you... want us to move in together?" I asked, looking for a response. "I do," she said, smiling. I couldn't believe it! She wanted to take our relationship to the next level! I was so fucking happy! I grabbed her face and smothered it in quick, blissful kisses. I adored her. -Raven- As I listened to his thoughts, I could not help but swell with happiness, myself. I felt amazing knowing that I made him that happy and no one else. Simultaneously, it broke my heart... he had thoughts about 'the next level' but unfortunately, there were not many more 'levels' that we could advance to. I would not allow my harsh reality to spoil this moment. I pulled him into a tight hug and gave him a kiss. I loved him. -Keegan- Before long, it was time for her to leave me again. I promised her that I would go out and buy the thickest fucking curtains possible, so I could be sure that this was the last morning I would be without her. When she left, I wrapped myself up in my blanket and let a light sleep wash over me. As I slept, I dreamt of happiness... I was walking down a bright hallway when I saw an open doorway. I leaned against the doorframe from which I saw Raven sitting in a rocking chair holding and singing to a baby...her beautiful voice echoed around the nursery. She was absolutely stunning as the sunlight danced on her face. When she finished her song, she looked up at me and smiled, her fangs were extended. After a moment, she gestured for me to come to her. When I made it to her side, I looked down at the baby. It was a beautiful baby boy wrapped up tight in a blanket. I put my index finger in his closed fist and he woke up and smiled at me. "He is hungry... do you want to feed him?" she asked as she handed the baby to me. I nodded and she stood up and disappeared down the hallway. I sat down in the rocking chair and talked baby talk to my son. When she returned, she was holding a bottle with a thick, red liquid inside of it: blood. I took the bottle and put it into his mouth. He began to drink, his eyes glowed red... To my surprise, I didn't wake up with a start or in a sweat. I just woke up, shrugged my shoulders and took a shower. True to my promise, after I ate and dressed myself, I caught a cab to a store and hoped they carried really fucking thick curtains. When I walked in, a cute, thin redhead approached me. "Welcome to Jackson's! My name is Bella, can I help you in any way?" she said in an extremely prim and proper voice. "I needed to find really thick curtains," I said looking at her. "No problem, Sir, we have a really wide variety of energy efficient blackout curtains-" she began but I cut her off. "No... I need more than just the average blackout curtains. My cousin is coming to live with me and he has Xeroderma Pigmentosum... any exposure to sunlight could be fatal," I said, my voice gravely serious. "Right this way, Sir. I'll show you our extended collection," she said, gesturing for me to follow her. She purposely wiggled her little ass in front of me, she was adorable, just not adorable enough... After about 20 minutes, I was checking out. The curtains cost over $60 a fucking panel... she had better be glad that I loved her. I caught a cab back to my place and began to mount the curtains. By the time I finished, I was fucking starving. I warmed up some leftover pizza and cracked open a beer. I sat down on my sofa and my cell phone rang. I picked it up... sure enough, it was Jenna. "Hey!" I said when I answered the phone. "So now you wanna act like you're fucking happy to hear from me," she said, her voice was shaky as if she had been crying. "Whoa, Jenna... what's wrong?" I said, suddenly becoming worried. "I did it, Keegan. I had the abortion." -Raven- His agony woke me out of my sleep. I could tell that the pain was not physical and there was no danger, but he was in emotional agony. I sat up, ready to go to him but I still felt drained... it was still too early, no less than four hours from dusk. Whoever was responsible would have hell to pay. -Keegan- As soon as those words left her mouth, I felt my heart break. "Wh-Why?" I choked out, tears running down my cheeks. "It was for the best, Keegan... the baby was the product of a fucking one night stand! You didn't want nothing more out of it. Do you think it was fucking easy for me, Keegan? Plus, if you cared so Goddamn much, you would have acted like it!" she said, quick to point the finger back at me. "That is such fucking bullshit and you know it! I was more than ready to step up and be a father, but it wasn't fucking enough! You were so pissed that I didn't want to be with you, you fucking murdered my child out of spite! Obviously, I was smart to not want to build anything with you... You are a fucking low human being and you deserve anything that comes your way because you are a heartless bitch! I never want to see or hear from you again, Jenna... lose my fucking number!" I yelled, hanging up the phone. Intrigued Ch. 07 Maybe I was a little harsh to Jenna, but she took away my reason to live. I could be dead and still be with Raven... Raven...I needed her, but I knew that it would be awhile before she could come home. Home... it had a really nice ring to it... I laid in bed, unable to think about anything other than my loss and wondered if there was anything that I could have done to keep this from happening. Obviously, I made the right choice, Jenna was clearly not the amazing, beautiful, and mature woman that she made herself out to be...making a decision that she didn't like cost my kid its life. It was crazy how I never saw Raven act anything less than a lady and she was the fucking vampire! I was fucking bummed about the news Jenna gave me... crushed, actually, but at least I had a fucking gem in my corner.... Someone that cared about me no matter what. If I didn't have Raven, I think that I really would have off'd myself, with no hesitation. She gave me something to look forward to. I was just happy that I didn't call my mom like I was thinking about to tell her that she was going to be a grandma. That wouldn't have ended well... she would have went off on me for not being in a relationship long enough before having a baby, she would have wondered why I wasn't with the mother of my child, she would have wanted to meet Raven to see what kind of woman would keep me from being a family man. It would have crushed her, maybe more than it did me, to find out about the unjust murder that Jenna committed. Maybe I would do just that... Maybe I would ask Raven if she wanted to meet my mom. One look at Raven and she wouldn't worry anymore, she'd know that I'm doing well for myself. I closed my eyes and tried to ease the aching pain in my chest by dreaming of Raven and possibly, one day introducing her to the only other woman in my life that I loved with everything that I had. -Raven- As soon as the sun was down, I was at Keegan's house so fast, you would have sworn that I teleported. I ignored my own hunger pangs... I needed to take care of Keegan. He was in bed when I came in, but I did not care, he was still in pain... The pain was so excruciating that his thoughts did not reveal anything other than emotion. I shook him until he woke up. When he saw me, he smiled. "Hey, Beautiful," he said, trying to wrap me in a hug. Any other time, I would never deny him... this time, however, his level of discomfort made me uncomfortable. The hunger pangs began to shake me to the core. "What. Happened?" I said, pulling myself out of his reach and staring into his grey eyes. "Jenna got an abortion," he said, tears beginning to well up in his eyes. I watched as the man that I was so infatuated with break right before my eyes. Instinctively, I wrapped him in my arms and allowed him to cry. The sound broke my fucking heart... she was going to pay. When his sobs were nothing more than dry heaves, I kissed his cheeks and told him that I loved him no matter what. He responded with the usual: "I love you too" but ended with a "you keep me sane." The pangs were jolting. "I am going to fucking kill her," I said as I ran out the apartment before he could stop me... if he would try to stop me... Intrigued Ch. 08 -Raven- It was not hard for me to find the bitch... It only took me two tries. Her, Keegan, and I were the only ones within a fifty mile radius who still had a semi-fresh scent of Keegan on our skin. First, I went to the Riff, the place reeked of her but she was nowhere to be found. Second, my nose took me to a pretty nice apartment building. It did not take me long to stand outside of her front door. Inside, I heard a conversation. There were two voices: a male and a female. "...told him that it was his and he didn't want anything to do with us and I got the abortion. He has a girlfriend, now... she's about this tall with brown skin, long black hair, and brown eyes. So I figure if he can't be happy with me, he won't be happy at all," I heard her say. "So, is it the both of them or just him?" the male voice asked. "Just him, but if she's there or if she tries to get in the way, her too," she said. "That's gonna cost you, Jen. I can't put myself out there for cheap, you know?" he said, sighing. "How much, Russ? I don't have much more free money," she said, sounding a bit down. "Oh no, Jen... I have something better in mind," he said. "Russ! I can't do that until I finish bleeding!" she exclaimed. "Well, what can you do for me?" he asked. I heard fumbling and after a few seconds, I heard slurping and groans. This was one cruel and nasty bitch! First, she murdered Keegan's child and now she's putting a fucking hit out on him! My hunger had me on edge and I had no idea how much longer I could keep myself from acting on it. Soon, it sounded like 'Russ' nearing his peak. The room was filled with his loud groans... disgusting. After awhile, they ended their 'meeting' and said their goodbyes. I heard footsteps approaching the door and I pressed myself against the wall, removing myself from sight. Russ was a tall, black guy with a labret piercing. As soon as the door closed behind him, I swiftly attacked, covering his mouth with my hand and breaking his neck. He fell to the ground with a loud thud. I quickly collected his body and disposed of it in a janitor's closet. Sure, I could have drank from him but I was saving it all for 'Blondie'. Within seconds, the idiot girl stuck her head outside her door and looked around. When she saw nothing, she exited her apartment to inspect her hall more thoroughly. She left the door open like the dumb victim in a classic horror movie. I almost walked inside at human speed, this was going to be fun. She returned to her apartment and shrugged her shoulders. She locked her door and slid the chain in place. When she turned around, I was behind her. She let out a squeal when she saw me. Soon, she collected herself. "What the fuck are you doing in my house, Bitch?" she said looking at me as if she wanted to challenge me. "Well, you broke the man I love, so I decided that I was going to break you to even the score," I replied cooly. "Why don't you just stay the fuck out of shit that has nothing to do with you, Sweetheart?" she said with a smirk. "From what I heard between you and 'Russ' earlier, this has everything to with me, you homicidal bitch! Killing his fucking child was not enough for you? You had to go out and hire someone to kill him, too?" I asked, watching her jaw drop. "What the fuck were you doing, spying on me? You know too much, Honey, I'm gonna have to kill you myself," she said, pulling a knife from a drawer. I could not contain the joy that I was feeling right now... I had not had a good, old-fashioned brawl since, well, ever. However,I knew the fun could not last, I was starving. She charged at me with a shriek, but I was too fast for her. I simply stepped to the side and she ran past me. This happened a few more times before she got tired. "Are you finished playing games, yet?" I asked, laughing. "Who the fuck's playing, Cunt? You're the one that keeps avoiding me," she said, staring daggers at me. "Would you like this to end quickly, Doll? I was trying to give you a chance," I said, raising my eyebrows. "Let's fucking settle this," she said, switching the knife to the other hand and charging at me again. This time, I stepped aside again and I tripped her. She fell landing on the knife. She was still alive, in lots of pain, but still alive. Her blood was not on my hands. This death was an accident. I walked over to her body and used my foot to roll her on her back. I sat beside her and looked down at her face, her wide, scared green eyes, the sweat beading on her forehead, the blood pooling in her mouth, and her ragged breathing. She was suffering, just as Keegan was suffering and I was loving every minute of it. "Did your mother not teach you that it was unsafe to run with sharp objects?" I asked with a smirk. The hunger was now unbearable, I extended my fangs. Her eyes widened again and her voice was almost a whisper: "What the fuck are you?" she asked as I enclosed her jugular in my mouth. I did not have to drink for long before she was gone. I stood up and looked down at her lifeless body. I fought the near irresistible urge to spit on her only because that was not ladylike. I looked down at myself, I was covered in her blood, it was not the first time and it would not be the last that I went home drenched in blood. Soon, I was back in the night, on my way back to Keegan. I entered through the balcony door as usual. Keegan was still in bed, where I left him. He must have heard me come in. He turned on the light on the bedside table and looked me up and down. "What happened?" he asked with a sigh. "She put a hit out on you, I killed the hitman, and she fell on a knife... running around with it like an idiot," I said, shrugging. "She did what? You know what? I don't even care anymore. Just take a shower, change clothes, and come to bed," he said wearily. I did just that. It was near dawn and I was getting exhausted! For the first time, we slept together, with no worries about tomorrow. I knew at that moment, that I would do anything for him and he would do the same for me. -Keegan- When I woke up, I silently laid in bed. My arms wrapped around Raven's waist. I pulled her small, cold frame close to me and pictured the way she looked when she came in: covered in Jenna's blood and cool as a fucking cucumber. She cared about me. That much was obvious, she killed the woman who had broken my heart and avenged the death of a child that had no real ties to her whatsoever. I wouldn't be as okay with that if she didn't tell me that Jenna put a hit out on me. What the fuck? It just seemed a little extreme to me. Who did Jenna know that would fucking kill me? None of that mattered anymore. The girl I wanted to spend the rest of my life with was lying right here, wrapped in my arms... -Raven- Spend the rest of his life with? Part of me was elated... if I was alive, my heart would have been beating uncontrollably. The other part was reminded by cruel reality that the rest of Keegan's life was nothing more than a week in vampire time and if I did go that route with him, I would be alone again soon after. Still, I would enjoy it while it lasted, absorbing every moment with him as if it were my last... because, after all, it very well could be. I stirred a bit, stretching. "Good morning, Beautiful," he whispered in my ear as he kissed my cheek. Morning... it felt great to be here, wrapped in his arms during the day. I felt no pain, just slight exhaustion. He bought really great curtains, indeed. "Good morning, Keegan," I said rolling over to look in his eyes. He looked tired, like he was up all night... he probably was, thinking about the events of the previous night. "You look tired," I said, bringing my cold hand up to rest on his face. "I was tired, but seeing you here in the daytime gave me just the extra boost I needed," he said smiling at me suggestively. He was so sexy. "Easy," I said, mesmerized by his smile, "it is daytime, so I won't be able to be awake for very much longer." -Keegan- I wanted her... badly but from what she said, I knew that nothing would happen until later that night. Instead, I toyed around with the thought of telling her what was really on my mind but I was scared that it would run her off and ruin a perfect thing. Seeing her here, dark hair splayed on my pillow, tracing lazy circles on my chest with her cold finger made me want to make her mine... officially, but I was afraid. "Just tell me, Keegan," she said with a concerned look on her face, "All I keep hearing is: Should I tell her? No, I shouldn't tell her! What if she leaves me? in a continuous loop. To be honest, it is quite maddening and whatever it is, you doing a damn good job of hiding it." "Raven," I began, holding her face in my hands, "I want you to meet my mom." The look on her face gave me no comfort, nor did it make me feel uneasy. She seemed just as puzzled as I was. -Raven- Meet. His. Mother? How would he explain me? I would not be able to go out during the day and I do not eat. I had not even tried to eat human food since I was turned. Could I eat? I had no idea! From what I heard about Keegan's mother, she was quite the cook and could get very offended if one did not eat. I removed myself from my troubling thoughts, suddenly remembering that Keegan had just bared his soul. I did not want to give him false hope as I was not sure whether or not I would go through with it, myself. Instead, I decided to give him a sign that I would not be leaving him, at least. I brought him in for a kiss. A simple, sweet kiss that made me want to say 'yes' to any proposal he had for me. "Keegan, I cannot give you an answer at this moment... I have a lot of thinking to do about the subject. However, I do not want you to doubt the love I have for you or the love we have for each other based on the decision I make," I said, looking into his grey eyes. He nodded and kissed me again... I loved how there was no urgency behind the kiss, urgency would have shown me he was doubtful or uneasy. "I love you, Raven," he whispered, cradling me against his chest. "I love you, too, Keegan," I whispered back, nuzzling my face against him. Soon, I was asleep. -Keegan- I decided that regardless of her decision, I was definitely telling my mom that I found someone special. If Raven didn't wanna meet her, I would just tell Mom that she was uncomfortable with it. At least she wouldn't worry as much. Though, I hoped to God that Raven would at least want to do it once. I brushed her hair out of her sleeping face, she looked at peace when she was sleeping, I wondered if she could dream and if she could, if she ever dreamt of me. I closed my eyes and drifted into a heavy sleep. Later that day... I woke up and Raven was still asleep. I looked at the clock on my bedside table: 2:12 pm. I eased out of bed, careful not to wake her. I went to the kitchen, stomach grumbling. I didn't remember the last time that I had something to eat. I opened my near-empty refrigerator and pulled out some old pizza. It didn't smell bad, though I couldn't remember the last time I ordered pizza... I put it in the microwave and cracked open a beer. I picked up the phone and called my mom, it didn't even ring twice before she was on the other end. "Keegan!" she shouted in the phone, I pulled it away from my ear until she finished. "Hey, Mom, how're you doing?" I asked, pulling the pizza out of the microwave. "Oh nothing, the usual... sitting here worried about my baby boy and wondering when he's gonna come see me," she said with a sigh... she's such a drama queen. "Sorry, Ma, I've been busy... I kind of... I have a girlfriend," I grumbled into the phone. "You have a what? That's why I haven't heard from you? I absolutely must meet her! What's her name?" she shouted into the phone causing me to pull the phone from my ear again. "Her name is Raven and she's absolutely amazing, Ma," I said genuinely before I took a bite of my pizza and chased it down with a swig of beer. "Keegan, put the damn beer down and talk to me here! When can I meet her? I won't take 'no' for an answer," she said as she fumbled around looking for things, no doubt the recipe for the next meal. I did as I was told, setting the beer down on the coffee table. "I don't know... I asked her last night but she doesn't know, yet... we haven't been dating long so I can understand her position," I said, taking another bite. "You already asked her?" she asked in disbelief, "she must really be something for you to have already asked her to meet me before I even knew about her!" "Yeah, Mom, she is... I love her," I said honestly as I heard my mom fall to pieces on the other end of the phone. "Love? Oh my God, Keegan! I'm so happy for you! I haven't heard you sound this happy since... well, it doesn't matter! Just give me a call whenever she's ready, Son... and hold on to her, she sounds like a good woman!" she cried into the phone. I knew that she would be happy, but crying? Wow... I promised that I would and we said our I love yous and goodbyes. I knew she wouldn't worry anymore. Now, all I could do is hope that Raven agreed to meet her. After I ate and finished my beer, I worked on Aspen Emery for a little while. There were some minor glitches here and there but it was a quick fix. I laid back in bed right beside the love of my life. I pulled her close to me and inhaled the scent of her shampoo and drifted to sleep. Because of her my life was perfect again and I would do anything to hold on to her... -Raven- I woke up to intense hunger pangs pulsing through my body. I rolled over and saw Keegan fast asleep beside me. I hated to wake him but this was very important..."Keegan," I whispered, shaking him slightly. He stirred a bit and his grey eyes fell on my face. "What's wrong, Babe?" he asked, rubbing his eyes. "I need to feed," I said, my fangs extended. "Oh...Oh!" he said, realizing what I needed of him. He stretched, popped his neck, and turned his head to the side exposing his jugular. "Go for it." I dipped my head to his neck and bit into him, careful to hit the same marks that I had previously. There was nothing worse than seeing a human with multiple bite marks, it made them look like "Fang Whores" or so they called it... and he definitely meant more to me than that. I drank from him, taking big swallows to satisfy my near insatiable appetite. To my surprise, I felt the familiar vibrations along his neck... moans. I licked the wound clean and he ran his hands up and down my sides. "I love you," he whispered in my ear as he pulled the blanket down, exposing my bare breasts. Keegan's blood coursed through my veins making me hot. -Keegan- She didn't have to respond, I knew she felt the same. She had already tasted me... now, it was my turn. When I pulled the blanket completely off of her, it was to my pleasant surprise that she was completely nude. This only made it easier to get to my destination. I kissed her neck and ran my tongue between her breasts and over her navel. I smelled the pungent scent of her arousal and it drove me fucking crazy. My cock was painfully stiff, but she had done so much for me, it was time for me to give her a small token of my appreciation. I grabbed her ankles and positioned them far apart, giving me the perfect view of her juicy pussy. I blew a breath on her clit watching it harden before my eyes... "Keegan," she moaned but was unable to move because I had her ankles pinned. "What?" I said innocently, loving the look of erotic torture on her face. "Please, do not tease me..." she begged as I watched as the wetness continued to drip down her slit. Seeing how wet she was made me no longer wish to torment her... it had been too long. It had only just occurred to me that I hadn't felt or tasted her body since before Jenna told me she was pregnant. That just wouldn't fucking do! "Get your hands down here and spread it open for me," I said huskily as I eyed her pussy like it was the treat that it really was. She obliged, making her clit pop out for attention. My mouth watered from just the memory. I took her hard clit in my mouth and nibbled on it lightly. Raven's body involuntarily jumped at the sensation, pushing her delicious pussy into my mouth. It was hard for me to work with her moving around, so I reached a hand up to her nipple and pinched it. "Don't fucking move," I growled. She just nodded as I licked her pussy dry, swallowing all of her juices to make room for more. She began to moan and call my name so loudly that it made me feel like I could fucking fly. I could fucking live the rest of my life with my head between her legs, her taste was addicting... how I went without it for so long, I'll never know but I could God-Damn-Guarantee that I wouldn't do it again! She was close but not close enough to cum and she deserved to cum. "Keegan," she moaned again, looking at me like she was in agony, "I feel so empty, please..." Without hearing the rest of her plea, I pulled my dick from the slit in my boxers and plunged myself deep inside of her. It was the best fucking feeling ever! Better than I fucking remembered. I pushed her feet up until her heels were flush against her ass cheeks as I continued my assault on her pussy. I felt myself hit her g-spot over and over as she began to shudder and dig her nails into my back. "Shit! Shit! Keegan... I-ooh-I fucking love you," she screamed as her pussy performed a near-painful death grip on my cock. In one, fluid motion, I flipped her on her stomach and continued to fuck her flat. "I love you, too," I growled in her ear as I slowly pumped inside of her. It took all my willpower to not blow my load when she did but I wanted, no needed this to last. I wanted to feel her just like this: wrapped around my cock for the rest of my life. I closed my eyes and let the feeling of her hot, wet cunt bestow the greatest of all pleasures on me. I pictured carrying her into a room in her wedding dress and sliding down her white g-string and fucking her no, making love to her for the first time as Mrs. Raven Stevens... officially mine. Soon, my body grew rigid and I increased my pace, making her release a series of short, loud moans. With a loud groan on my part, I released my load deep inside of her, marking her as mine once again. I laid back against the pillows and drew in ragged breaths. I pulled Raven into my arms and she laid her head on my chest. I was fucking spent and soon I was ready to nod off again. "Keegan," she whispered, just before I was asleep. "Yeah, Babe," I grumbled, not opening my eyes. "I would love to meet your mother," she said softly. My eyes shot open and I looked at her face. "Really?" I asked in disbelief. "Yes, really... There is nothing I would rather do than make you happy," she said, kissing my lips. "I love you," I said pulling her into a tight hug. "I love you, too, Keegan... we need sleep, lots of planning to do tomorrow," she said laying her head back down on my chest. She was perfect. Intrigued Ch. 09 -Keegan- "Keegan! It's been too long!" my mom squealed when she opened the door. She got on her tip-toes and wrapped her arms around my neck. I picked her up and spun her around, relishing in the delight that I got just from being in her presence, it had been too long and I intended to never let this much time pass between visits. The aroma of dinner crept outside, sending subliminal messages to my empty gut...Shit, I had missed my mother's cooking. After I sat her back on solid ground, she became even more frantic. "Where is she? Where is she?" she squealed, looking at my face. I stepped aside, revealing my love to her. She stopped in place and looked at her, a blank stare taking over her eyes... I wondered if I did the same when I first met her. "Raven, you are beautiful!" she said, the blank stare still consuming her face. "Thank you very much, Mrs. Stevens... it is a pleasure," Raven said with a sweet smile, extending her hand. Mistake #1: we don't shake hands in this family. "Nonsense!" Mom said, snapping out of her trance and wrapping Raven's now-warm body in a tight hug. Raven looked at me uncomfortably over my mom's shoulder and I mouthed the words: 'I'm sorry!'. She raised her arms and returned the hug. "Please, call me Lorraine or Lora if you prefer!" After releasing Raven, Mom turned around and led us into her home with a "Please, come in!"... this was the home I grew up in... for the most part. "My, oh my... are you guys in for a treat! I made fried chicken, collards, mashed potatoes, melt-in-your- mouth rolls, and mac and cheese for dinner and a big ole pecan pie for dessert! I hope yall are hungry!" she said excitedly, her Southern roots making themselves more apparent at that moment. "Actually," I began slowly, "Raven doesn't eat much." "Oh! Not to worry, Dear!" Mom said with a wink, "She won't be able to say 'no' to my pecan pie!" Mom escorted us to the dining room. She had set the table with the good china and even had some sort of artsy centerpiece... impressive. She seated Raven and I next to each other and herself at the head closest to me. "Just a second," she said as she disappeared into the kitchen. "How're you holding up?" I asked quietly, squeezing Raven's hand. "Fine, a little nervous about dinner," she whispered looking at me with those killer, brown eyes. "You don't have anything to be nervous about! Sorry about the hug, we don't do handshakes in our family," I whispered, shrugging. "Yeah, no kidding! Thanks for the warning... if I had not already fed, I probably would have eaten her! She smells so much like you..." she whispered, leering in my eyes longingly. "Easy, Killer, don't look at me like that," I warned quietly, looking away from her. "I want you," she whispered, lightly brushing my lips with hers. "We'll take care of that later," I growled, nibbling her earlobe and then trying to distance myself from her. It wouldn't be good to have a hard-on at the dinner table. At that moment, Mom entered the dining room with a gigantic bowl of fried chicken... the smell was so intense! "Do you need help getting the rest?" I asked, starting to stand only to be pushed back into my seat by my mother. "Absolutely not! You are a guest, Sweetheart! Just sit back, relax, and let me play hostess!" she said, her spunkiness was hilarious! Within a few seconds, she came in with a bowl of mashed potatoes and a bowl of collards, setting them on the table only to disappear again, this time carrying in a casserole dish of macaroni and cheese and a basket of buttered rolls. She took her seats and asked for us to join hands to bless the meal. This made me a little nervous because Raven and I had never discussed religion... the only time I heard her even mention God was when she was calling for him while her pussy was gripping my cock. That was fucking horrible. Regardless of her religious beliefs, she grabbed my hand and bowed her head. "Father, we thank you for the food that's about to nourish our bodies and we ask that you bless it with all the glory that you see fit. We thank you for putting Raven in my son's life and pray that she continues to be a part of it. In Jesus' name we pray, Amen." she said, carefully speaking each word. "Amen," Raven and I said in unison when the prayer was over. I didn't know how she felt about the prayer during it, but when I looked up, I saw the tears welling in her eyes. "Let me get that for you," I said, quickly scrambling to wipe her eyes before the blood fell... that would have been hard to explain. "Thank you," she said quietly as I stuffed the bloody tissue into my pocket. "No problem, Babe," I said, picking up the bowl of chicken and putting the smallest possible piece on her plate, a piece on mine, and passing it to Mom. The same with the rest of the food: a small, spoonful of mashed potatoes, collards, mac and cheese, and a small roll. It looked like a child's plate but neither of us knew how she did with human food. "Goodness, Keegan! What are you trying to do? Starve her?" Mom asked, comparing Raven's plate to ours. "She's not a heavy eater, Mom... she'll get more if she wants more, isn't that right, Babe?" I said, smiling at Raven. She nodded and that seemed to calm Mom down a bit. I started in on my chicken as Mom did on her's, the only person who hadn't eaten yet was Raven. She picked up her chicken and took a small bite, then she let out a groan, making Mom and I both jump. -Raven- 'It is now or never,' I thought as I picked up the piece of chicken. It smelled heavenly. I bit into it and everything went black. I groaned aloud at the taste, my taste buds were on fire! "It is so good!" I said a little too loud for normal dinner conversation. It was like I was chewing a little piece of heaven! I had not had anything to eat in almost ninety years and this was one hell of a meal to start back with. "Lora, this is amazing!" I said, truthfully, my hands in tight fists as I swallowed the first bite. I looked around the table at Keegan and Lora's shocked faces. I took a sip of Lora's sweet tea and the same thing happened, it was the first time I had anything to drink other than blood in the same amount of time. "Thanks!" Lora replied with a smile as if nothing was amiss. This went on with the rest of the food, though not as intense. It surprised me that I could eat and not only that, I could enjoy it! I remained true to Keegan's prediction... I had seconds and thirds. I was working on the fourth plate before Lora reminded me that dessert was still to come. She disappeared into what I presumed to be the kitchen and came out with a large, pecan pie and a pitcher of milk. I had not had pecan pie in about ninety-two years, this was going to be a treat! -Keegan- I watched as Raven shoveled down plate after plate. I had never seen her eat and it was different. She was more human than she gave herself credit for. Mom collected all of the dirty dishes and cups and said she was coming back with dessert. When she returned with the milk and pie, I thought Raven was gonna maul it, I chuckled. Mom went around the table pouring milk in our glasses and cut and served slices of pie. Without hesitation, Raven dug in, groaning the whole way through. Mom winked at me and gave me a smile that said 'Not a heavy eater, my ass!' I nodded and returned the smile. After we finished dinner, Mom escorted us into the living room, gesturing for us to sit on the couch. She sat in the chair facing the couch. "So... how did you two meet?" Mom asked with a smile. "Well, I had a blind date with Hannah that worked at the supermarket...remember?" I said, giving Mom the death stare. "Anyway, she stood me up and Raven walked up to me, we really hit it off and we were up all night together." I said, knowing that Raven was picturing the details of our first night together just as I was. I cleared my throat and smiled. "Great!" Mom said with a smile, completely missing the underlying message that only Raven and I understood. "Raven, what do you do for a living?" she asked, turning to Raven. "Honestly, I live off of a pretty good amount of inheritance and investments... though I am not proud of it. In my life, I have worked as a secretary, a librarian, a writer, an editor, a singer in a jazz club, plus much, much more!" she said easily. "Wow, Raven, it seems you have done a lot in your young life," Mom said smiling. "Heh, Lora, you have no idea," Raven said returning the smile, only she and I knowing fully what she meant. This was going really well, too well. It only took a sentence from my mother to make me want to shoot myself in the fucking face: "So, Raven, what are your intentions with my son?" Raven grew quiet and sat for a minute with a thoughtful look on her face... after awhile, she finally spoke: "I intend to be his best friend and companion for years to come. I intend to hold him and care for him until he grows tired of me. I intend to be everything to him as he is everything to me. I intend to love him until his dying day." she said softly. My mom cried all the way until it was time for us to go. After we both hugged her and said goodbye, we walked out to the rental car. I closed the door behind her and walked to my side of the car and shut the door. "Did you mean that?" I asked, looking into her eyes. "Did I mean what, Keegan?" she asked, cluelessly. "Did you mean what you said to my mom about your intentions with me?" I asked, being incredibly specific this time. "Of course I did, Keegan! I told you that I loved you and I meant it... I always will," she replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. I leaned forward and kissed her lips, my heart beating like fucking crazy. With shaky hands, I reached in my pocket and pulled out a small box and held it out for her. "Keegan, wha-" she began, before I opened it showing her what was inside. She instantly grew quiet, looking quizzically at my face. "Raven, will you marry me?" She looked at me quietly, no doubt listening to my thoughts as well as studying my face. Her expression soon went from one of wonder to one of pain. This couldn't be good. Soon, she began to speak: "Keegan, as much as my heart wants to say 'yes', my mind won't allow me to. You are still very young with a lot to live for... this would be a huge step for you, for us. I am afraid that I must decline your proposal, but please know that this is not because I do not love you, it is because I love you very much," she said, touching my face softly. I nodded and closed the box, putting it back in my pocket. I blinked back the tears... one could never imagine the pain of having their proposal denied by their one, true love. -Raven- The ride home was an awful one. No one spoke, no music played, there was only silence. Silence and his thoughts. They went from being thoughts of pain and emotional anguish to being defiant and frustrated: 'She treats me like a fucking kid! I know I'm young but I don't give a fuck, all I fucking want is her! Where does she get off denying me because it's in my best interest? This is fucking bullshit! Maybe she doesn't trust herself to be married...maybe she doesn't trust herself to be locked in a normal fucking relationship... maybe she's fucking afraid of commitment. Shit, she's the one who's been alone for the last almost fucking century, not me,' he thought as he gripped the wheel tightly, lost in his thoughts. Maybe he was right, maybe I was just inventing reasons to not accept his proposal. Maybe I was afraid of commitment. I continued to sit in silence as we approached the apartment building. Regardless of his hurt feelings, he got out of the car and opened the door for me. "Thank you," I said, smiling to break the ice. "You're welcome," he mumbled, avoiding my eyes. Before long, we were standing outside of the door. He unlocked it and let me inside first. For the first time ever, I felt awkward in Keegan's presence. -Keegan- What the hell was she trying to do? After dropping the bomb on me, she had been trying to be friendly. I went into the bedroom and took my clothes off. I tossed them into the hamper and walked back into the kitchen. I loaded the leftovers that mom packed for us into the refrigerator... that would last me awhile. Raven just stood there, watching me as if a war was raging within her skull. These were the times that I would give my left nut to be able to hear what she was fucking thinking. "What?" I asked, growing a little frustrated with the silent staring. She walked up to me and looked deep into my eyes... her brown eyes reflecting every bit of admiration that I had for her. "You know that I love you, right?" she asked, wrapping her arms around my neck. I shrugged my shoulders. "Yeah, I guess," I said, breaking the eye contact. "What do you mean, 'you guess'? You know how much you mean to me," she said, softly stroking my left cheek with her right hand. "Raven, I was just gonna let this go and not say anything, but now, I can't... if you love me so much and I mean so much to you, why won't you marry me?" I asked, my anger resurfacing... I grabbed her wrist to stop the damn facial stroking. "I already told you, Keegan: this is not what's best for you. You have a lot of life left to live and I do not want you to make the mistake of marrying me. I want you to at least think about it more," she said calmly. "I have fucking thought about it! Do you think I just had this fucking ring sitting around? No! I went to lots of fucking jewelers to find the perfect fucking ring and you basically just threw it all back in my face!" I bellowed, hurt and anger pulsing through my veins. I paced the fucking floor before I turned to her: "What's so fucking wrong with me, Raven? What are you so fucking afraid of?" -Raven- His words pierced my heart. I felt the tears well up in my eyes... I did this, it was all my fault. He loves me and all he wants is for us to be together forever. We want the same thing...why was I making this so fucking hard? "I do not know, Keegan!" I shouted back, crimson tears running down my cheeks. "I am just scared, okay?!" His expression softened... he walked over to me and wrapped me in a hug. My tears were sure to ruin his shirt but he did not care. "What, Baby? What are you scared of?" he whispered in a hushed voice, stroking my hair. "I am afraid that if we get married, you are going to realize that you made a big mistake... I cannot give you children, I cannot give you a normal relationship, I cannot give you anything but me," I said, choking back the tears. He tilted my chin up, his grey eyes burning into mine. "You are all I want. Sure, it would be nice to have kids one day, but I understand that it can't happen with us... it's no different than marrying a human woman who can't have children. I will be fine. I would trade everything I have just to have you as my wife, abnormal relationship and all," he said, the last part making me smile. He took his finger and wiped the last tear away. "I love you." "Ask me again," I said quietly, still staring into his eyes. "Raven," he began after clearing his throat, "will you marry me?" I smiled and lightly kissed his lips. "Yes, Keegan, I would love to marry you," I replied truthfully. I loved him more than anything else in this world and I would do anything to make him happy. He picked me up and twirled me around before setting me back down. He ran to the bedroom and pulled the ring out of the top drawer of the dresser. He took the ring in his shaky hands and slid it onto my finger. Mrs. Raven Stevens... it had a nice ring to it. Intrigued Ch. 10 -Raven- The next morning, after another thorough lovemaking session, Keegan woke me to tell me that he had to go away until late in the evening. Apparently, something bad happened with Aspen Emery, something really bad. He was frantic. After telling me that he loved me infinite amounts of time, he departed, leaving me alone to sleep. For the few moments that I laid awake after his departure, my heart felt constricted. I wanted to go with him, but me being what I am prevented that. I looked at the beautiful ring that now adorned my finger and knew that he was with me regardless. With that comforting thought, I drifted to sleep... -Keegan- What the fuck? The best part of having an online business was supposed to be the convenience! I never fucking had to leave home to do anything pertaining to Aspen Emery...ever. Now, suddenly, I get a notification that my site is being 'monitored for fraudulence' and I needed to meet with a Mr. Joe Browning? What could be fucking fraudulent about my site? If there was anything going on, I would know about it, after all, I am my only employee. I turned and walked away from Raven after kissing her and telling her that I would be home later. My heart ached. Before I left the bedroom, I glanced back at her from the door, looking up at me with those big, honey brown eyes. "I love you, Raven," I said, giving her a pained smile. "I love you too, Keegan," she replied, returning the smile. She looked as if she felt the same way that I did... Defying the magnetic pull, I headed to the front door. After grabbing a briefcase with all of my records, I locked up and in no time, I was downstairs, flagging down a cab. After taking my seat, I looked up to my window. It was completely blacked out, but I knew that my other half was feeling the same ache that I was and would have wanted to watch me ride away. -Raven- Hours passed as I slept dreamlessly. My eyes opened and I felt no weakness. It was after dusk. I got to my feet and made the bed, wondering where Keegan was. As if on cue, his home phone began to ring. Damn phones, I hated them. I walked to the kitchen and looked at his caller id, it was a cell phone. I answered it. "Hello?" I said into the phone. "I wondered if you knew how to work a phone," a familiar voice chuckled in my ear. "Honey, I have been using phones since before you were even born," I replied with an unseen smile. "Wow, pull out the age card on me... What are you doing?" Keegan asked. "I actually just woke up, I have only had enough time to make the bed before you called," I responded. "I miss you," he said sincerely. I felt my heart melt. "I miss you, too... When are you coming home?" I asked, feeling a bit needy and sounding a bit too whiny for my liking. "It's gonna be awhile, Sweetheart. This guy is a real prick...Though he won't admit it, he can't find a fucking thing wrong! I think he's just being an asshole. How are you feeling?" he asked, sounding concerned. I felt my heart sink when he told me he was not going to be home anytime soon, the distance was agonizing. "I am fine, I just really miss you and I need to feed," I replied, shrugging. "I miss you, too, Babe, it's killing me to be away from you. I'll tell you what, why don't you go out and find some poor soul to suck dry...not in in the good way, and think of me," he said, laughing. "That I can do," I said with a smile, the hunger coursing through me. "Alright then, Babe, call me when you get home, my number is on the caller id," he said. "I will... I love you, Keegan. Come home soon," I said, putting emphasis on the word 'home'. "I love you too, Raven... and I'll be home just as fast as I can," he promised. We said our goodbyes and I changed clothes. I closed the door and locked the bottom lock because I did not, yet, have a key. I would come in through the balcony as usual. Soon, I was outside, searching the streets for my next meal. It did not take me long to find him, he was a loud-talking black guy. He yelled some indecent proposals and obscenities at me as I walked by. I turned on my heel and looked at him innocently. "Excuse me, Sir, were you speaking to me?" I asked with a smirk. "Damn right, Shorty, I was just sayin' how much I'd like to break you in good and make your husband jealous," he said blatantly. "My husband?" I asked, before realizing that he must have taken note of the ring on my finger. "Yeah, my husband. How would you make him jealous?" "Shit, Girl, come into my office and let me show you," he replied confidently, gesturing to a vehicle. I nodded, giving him a smirk. He opened the door for me and I got inside, in no time flat, he was getting in on the other side. He wasted no time with foreplay as he went straight for his belt buckle. "I never got your name," I said with an innocent smile. "It's Red," he said, still fumbling with his belt. "Well, Red, may I bite you?" I asked, trying not to laugh when I saw the expression on his face. "Hell yeah! You kinky, huh? I knew it when I saw you," he said more to himself than to me. I pushed his head to the side and extended my fangs. I lunged into his jugular, feeling familiar vibrations...moans. I closed my eyes and saw the skin beneath my lips turn pale white and Red's fade grow into Keegan's long, black hair. I drank in the memory of Keegan, as promised, until Red's body grew limp. I licked my lips and exited the vehicle when there were no passerby's. I started my walk home before I felt the feeling that I was being watched or followed. I did not hear footsteps, it was just a feeling. I stopped and looked behind me, no one was there...odd. I continued walking before I heard a chillingly familiar voice behind me. "Hello, my Dear." I spun around to see the strikingly handsome man that I owed my vampyric life to: my Maker. ~*~*~*~ -Keegan- The days since I had last saw Raven had turned into weeks. I had filed police reports, searched everywhere I could think of, and even sat home a number of nights just in case she came home. I was terrified that she was hurt or dead. I knew that there were very few things that could hurt or kill a vampire, but I was still scared that she came in contact with one. It had never even crossed my mind that she had abandoned me. After all, she was my fiancée, we were past that stage. -Raven- I sat in silence, absently twirling my engagement ring around my ring finger. I missed Keegan so bad that I almost felt physically ill because of it. "Raven, come in here, please," Dorian's mellow voice called from the other room. Torn, I got to my feet and began to walk to the bedroom. Dorian was lying in bed with a book in his lap. My eyes traveled over his shirtless torso and I silently scolded myself for my inappropriate thoughts. "Sir?" I said in a voice that I had not heard in almost a century. My eyes were downcast to avoid his. "Come closer, my Dear," he said, patting the bed beside him. I swallowed and sat where he indicated. "Raven, my patience is wearing thin," he said quietly, his tone almost dangerous. I did not have to look at him to know what he meant. I felt his eyes sweep over my body and my nipples hardened in anticipation. "Sir, I am engaged," I explained again, hoping this would buy me more time. "Raven, it is no fault of mine that you decided to try to give something away that has not belonged to you in a very long time," he growled, touching the soft skin along my collarbone. He was right, I did not own myself. Especially now that he was around. I had tried to escape but I never got far. Once, I even got off the premises and when he noticed my absence, he simply told me to come back. I had no choice but to return. "I know, Sir. I had no right to do that," I said quietly, trying to keep the peace. There was no doubt that I felt something for this man. My soul leapt every time I was near him... he was my Maker. He should be all that mattered but I could not get Keegan out of my heart. "Stand up and come here," he commanded. I knew that my time had run out... Keegan, please forgive me. -Keegan- The phone rang in the kitchen. I hopped up, silently praying that it was the police with some news about the whereabouts of Raven. "Hello?" I said over-eagerly into the phone. "Still no luck, huh?" my mother's voice said from the other end. "No, not yet," I said, downhearted, "What number are you calling me from?" "I got a cell phone, Keegan," she began, "If I ever don't answer the house phone, give me a ring at this number, okay?" "Yeah, sure, Mom. Why did you get a cell phone?" I asked, raising my eyebrow. "I wanted you to be able to get ahold of me anytime, whether I was at home or out at the market. I'll never be more than a phone call away, Son." she said, cautiously. I loved her but it pained me to know that she was terrified that I would off myself at any moment. "Alright, Mom. Thanks for being there," I said sincerely. My line began to beep. "Mom, let me give you a call back, the line is beeping." I clicked over and heard sobbing and quick breathing. My heart dropped. "Hello?" I said, terrified. "I am so sorry, Keegan," Raven's voice replied. She was crying. I pictured the crimson tears cascading down her perfect face. Immediately, I felt the pull to end her pain. "Raven, Baby, what's wrong? Where are you?" I asked frantically, my pulse quickening. "I can not say, Keegan, and I can not talk long," she said between sobs. "What do you mean? Are you hurt?" I asked, the questions pouring from the center of my being. "I am not physically hurt, no but I miss you. I miss you so much, it hurts," she said quietly. "I miss you, too, Baby," I said, tears welling up in my own eyes. "Tell me where you are so I can come get you." "I am afraid it is not that simple, Keegan. I can not leave here and I can not come home to you... ever. I love you so much. Never forget that," she said and the line went dead. I held the phone in my hand and let the sound of the dial tone encompass my being. What did she mean she couldn't come home? What was going on? What could I do to fix this? It sounded as if someone or something was holding her against her will and absolutely nothing could hold the Raven I knew against her will. It would have to be something stronger than her or something she feared or respected. She never mentioned anyone like that... anyone like that would surely be dead by now, Raven was 112 years old, for Christ's sakes! Anyone would be dead, of course... Anyone except for a vampire. -Raven- Dorian's tongue traced my lips. Reluctantly, I parted them to give him access. The kiss we shared was electric, years of pent up passion surged between us. "You are so very beautiful," he said quietly. He stroked my cheek with his hand, his coal black eyes stared into mine. I could not help myself: my fangs extended. Upon seeing my reaction, he gave me a self-satisfied smirk and pushed the straps of my dress down to my waist. My nipples puckered at the sudden exposure. "Absolutely beautiful," he said, lightly pushing me backwards on the bed. I bit my bottom lip and watched as he began to plant kisses down my torso, stopping at my pubic line. He looked up at me and flashed a devilish smile as he pulled my dress and panties down my thighs and on to the floor. "Let me see," he said quietly. I parted my legs, giving him a view that made his eyes widen in arousal. He closed in on me, sending chills throughout my body from his warm breath. He planted kisses along my inner thighs before sticking his tongue out and teasing my clit. I was so conflicted! On one hand, he was making me feel the pleasures of my dreams and simultaneous nightmares. On the other, I knew this was wrong and I would trade anything to be back home with Keegan. He eased a finger inside of me and my pussy betrayed me by leaking juices down into his palm and welcoming his invading finger. He pushed a second finger in and began to stroke my g-spot. My eyes clenched shut and I bit my bottom lip so hard, I tasted blood. This was wrong and I definitely should not be enjoying it. Without warning, he made his way back to my face and roughly forced my lips apart with his tongue. He invaded my mouth as he simultaneously stroked me to an intense orgasm. Dorian filled my senses as I fell to pieces. I screamed my pleasure into his mouth and his quick tongue cleaned the wound on my lip. Soon, he was on his feet, removing his pajama bottoms. My eyes grew wide as I eagerly drank in the sight before me. This man was a god in the flesh. I had never noticed how perfect he was, possibly because he had never been completely naked in front of me before. You did not have to be nude to force yourself upon someone and that was exactly what our first and second time consisted of: force. This time, however, was different. This time, I felt desire and passion along with the fear and respect that I felt for him... my Maker. When he was completely naked, he got back in bed and covered my body with his. He ran his tongue along my collarbone and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He slowly entered me, causing me to let out a sigh of relief. I closed my eyes and felt him began to roll his hips, allowing our pelvises to mingle. He began to increase his pace, and in response, I released short, choppy moans. He soon became impatient and grabbed my legs and began to fuck me as only a vampire could. I was flipped on my stomach in one motion and he lifted my waist, effortlessly moving me in the right position to take the most force. One hand gripped my hair as he continued to fuck me at an unreal pace with unreal force. The scream was caught in my throat as he repeatedly tapped my g-spot. Red tears fell down my face as I relished in the pleasures that my Maker was bestowing upon me. I felt the heat of my orgasm licking up my thighs and torso. "Oh my God! I am going to cum!" I announced as my battered pussy began to clench and stroke the hard, familiar-yet- foreign cock that filled it to capacity. "Cum with me," I cooed as my orgasm continued to course through my body. He leaned down and sank his fangs into my shoulder, causing me to let out a scream that was so loud, it scared me. With a final thrust, he shot his eerily cool cum deep inside of me. I smiled slightly as I felt wave after wave of his frustration coat my insides. He released my shoulder and we fell to the bed in a mass of body parts. He scooped me up against his chest and kissed my neck. "Can your human make you feel that good?" he whispered into my ear. I sat in silence for a moment before I shook my head. "No," I answered honestly. "No, he can't." With no doubt in my mind, I knew I loved Keegan and I knew that I wanted nothing more than us to be together. I also knew, however, that we were two different types of people: one of us soulless and damned to a semi-eternal life, the other mortal with hopes, dreams, and aspirations. Maybe we should be apart. I cursed the day that I approached him in that bar. Now, it would take him forever to move on to something better, if he does not drink himself to death first. If only things could be different for us. I slept wrapped tightly in the arms of my Maker with a heart that screamed incessantly for Keegan Stevens. Intrigued Ch. 11 -Keegan- It took me a few days to track down the address that she called me from. The address was to a house that was about four hours from here. It was definitely a huge risk to take especially not knowing where the address would take me or if she'd even want anything to do with me. It also was kind of intimidating not knowing what kind of person I'd encounter there. If this person or thing scared Raven enough where she wouldn't come home, who knew what it could do to me. I let the window down and felt the cool night air blow through my hair. I smelled rain. I had already been driving a couple of hours and anxiety and apprehension was beginning to get the best of me... What if I drove all the way out here and she just tells me to go fuck myself? What if the thing holding her captive killed me? The questions resounded in my head but one thing was for sure: I had already come too far to turn back now. -Raven- I laid in bed as Dorian traced lazy circles on my bare abdomen. Out of nowhere, I felt a disturbance. My heart jumped in my throat when I realized what it was: Keegan. He was near and how he found me, I had no idea but I had to get him out of here before he got himself killed... -Keegan- "Keegan, turn around... now," Raven's voice spoke softly in my head. I was scared shitless. How the hell did she do that? I was cracking up...surely it was just my imagination. "No, it is really me. Listen, you have to turn around before you get yourself killed. There is danger here," she said urgently. "I'm not leaving without you, Raven," I said to the windshield. I felt really weird speaking to nothing but I doubted if I could just think my response. "Keegan, this is dangerous! Please go now while you still have a chance. I cannot protect you here," she said as a final warning. "Over my dead body," I said dismissively. "So be it," she said sadly. It didn't take long for me to reach a mansion that looked like something right out of a horror film. The old rickety gate was closed but not locked. I got out of the rental car and pushed the gate open with a loud creak. Rain drops began to fall slowly, further perfecting the suspenseful and terrifying mood. I got in the car and drove up closer to the mansion. On the way, I passed a pond covered in a layer of fog and a old cemetery. This place gave me the creeps but I refused to leave without my fiancée. -Raven- It was not long before Dorian's hand stopped caressing my stomach. He sat up abruptly and inhaled deeply. "What is wrong, Sir?" I asked, feigning concern. "There is an intruder," he said, standing up, "A human." He threw on a pair of pajama bottoms and I slipped on a gown. Soon, we heard the front door open and heard Keegan's reluctant footsteps as he entered the entryway. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning that illuminated the room, followed by the rumble of thunder. Dorian walked outside of the bedroom and I followed close behind him. "Were you expecting company, my Dear?" he asked as we walked down the long hallway. I looked away from him avoiding his eyes. "You still wear his scent. Do not worry, we shall give him a very warm welcome," he said, making the hair stand up on the back of my neck. "You there! Intruder! What brings you into my home... uninvited?" Dorian asked as he descended the staircase, me at his side. "I came to get my fiancée and bring her home," Keegan said boldly without missing a beat. "Your fiancée? Who is your fiancée?" Dorian asked innocently. "Raven. She is my fiancée and I aim to bring her back with me," Keegan said, maintaining his sure, confident tone even though his heart was beating like a jackrabbit's. "Now, hold on, Friend. This woman belongs to me and it is rather dangerous to come into a man's home uninvited to claim his woman," Dorian said, reaching the ground level, baring his fangs at Keegan. "Raven, could you kindly tell this man who you belong to?" -Keegan- "I am his, Keegan," she said softly, blinking back the crimson tears. "What are you saying, Raven?" I asked, my heart breaking. "I am saying that I belong to him and I never have been your's, Keegan," she said a little stronger this time, "I am all wrong for you and you are all wrong for me. This vampire is my Maker and I love him with an intensity that I could never feel for anyone one else, including you. Please leave before you get yourself killed." My broken heart pounded loudly in my throat. How could she say these things? What was I gonna do without her? I would rather die than be without her. She was my everything and I thought, until this moment, that the feelings were mutual. "You should listen to her, Boy. Leave before I kill you," the male vampire said with a smirk. I shook my head furiously. "I'll fight you for her," said a voice that sounded a lot like my own, except more confident. The male vampire threw his head back and laughed heartily. "You will do what? Surely, you cannot be serious!" "I see nothing funny," I replied gruffly, "I said: 'I'll fight you for her'. Winner gets her, loser fucks off." He abruptly stopped laughing and disappeared up the stairs. Within a blink's time he was back down the stairs holding what looked like a stake. "You are on, Boy. Except when I win, I will fuck her in front of you and then I will kill you," he said with a smile as he threw me the stake. I looked at Raven's face and she avoided my eyes. At that moment, I knew it to be fact: this vampire had touched her, violated her and she allowed it. Knowing this, why did I still want her? Why did she still encompass my every desire? -Raven- I hung my head in shame when Keegan came to the realization that I had had sex with Dorian. I knew it was bad when it was happening, but I could not very well say 'no' to Dorian. He was my Maker, something that Keegan would never understand. Not that it would matter for much longer anyway. My heart ached as I watched Keegan ready himself for a battle he could never win. Keegan ran towards Dorian, stake pointed at his heart. Dorian jumped over him and laughed. "Did you really think it would be that easy?" Dorian asked as he continued to laugh. As Dorian continued his laughing fit, Keegan took advantage, charging at him another time... the stake grazing Dorian's chest as he turned sideways. "Nice try," Dorian said, giving Keegan a nod and watching the wound slowly close and heal before his eyes. Dorian obviously grew tired of this game and bared his fangs and lunged at Keegan. All I saw was a jumble of white skin and soon I saw blood. At this point I did not know who was bleeding, but I had a pretty good idea. After a moment with no movement, I saw Dorian untangle himself from Keegan's limp body and get to his feet. Keegan's blood leaked from the side of his mouth and down over his chest and abdomen. My heart shattered as I saw Keegan lying on his back with an entire chunk missing out of the left side of his neck. His blood pooled on the ground around him. I let out a earth-shattering scream as I ran over to his lifeless body. Tears cascaded down my face as I held him in my arms one last time. Dorian was clearly angry with my reaction and began to yell over my cries. "Look at you! Weak! Crying over a human? You are just as worthless as he was," he growled, circling my body. I continued to cry loudly as my world came crashing down on me. I rocked his body slowly, praying that he would somehow make it through this. I knew it was not possible. His body was already growing cold. The puddle of blood surrounded us and drenched my knees. "You are just as weak and powerless as you always have been! Nothing has changed! You are nothing but a disappointment, Raven!" he barked angrily, "As your Maker, I release you! Get out of my sight!" Normally, his degrading words would take a toll on my self-esteem but he had took away the one thing I ever really cared about. I did the only thing I could think of: I instinctively bit my right wrist until the blood began to flow and eagerly put it against his open mouth. My blood pooled into his mouth and began to flow out of the side. "Come on, Keegan," I whispered as I used my left hand to rub his Adam's apple in hopes that I could get him to swallow. It could not be too late... ~*~*~*~ -Raven- It was too late. He did not respond or swallow. He just laid there...dead. The heartbreak consumed me. It was all my fault. I was too weak to leave Dorian and go home to the man that really loved me. I was weak. I continued to cry, realizing that the rest of eternity would be desolate and depressing without Keegan by my side. Without him, I had no reason to live. I spent so much time crying that I did not realize that the open wound on Keegan's neck had begun to grow smaller and smaller... -Keegan- I felt as if I had just woken up from a bad dream. I ached all over and I couldn't open my eyes. My mouth was full of the most delicious liquid I had ever encountered. I swallowed what was left. I knew I was in Raven's arms but she was crying. Her tears covered my face and neck, I knew I had to be a bloody mess. It broke my heart to hear her cry but it was still too soon for me to do anything. A few minutes passed before I was able to move. It was agonizing to only be able to lie and listen to the one I loved mourn for me. When I was finally able to move, I reached my hand up and softly stroked her cheek. Her sobbing stopped abruptly and she looked down on me. "Shh..." was the only thing I could manage to say. For some reason my voice didn't want to work. She stared at me as if she had seen a ghost for a moment and soon, a smile painted her beautiful face... -Raven- I looked down on my love: his eyes were a platinum grey and the smile he gave me was accented with fangs. He was absolutely beautiful, regardless of the smears of blood that streaked his pale skin. He was vampire... We were now the same kind of people. I silently thanked God for this blessing in disguise... -Keegan- After the initial shock of being alive, I got to my feet. Everything felt different. All five of my senses were affected: I saw things more vibrantly, I heard things more clearly, I felt things more intensely, I smelled things more strongly, and I tasted things more vividly. I did not know what happened but I was thankful that it did. I was distracted when I felt her arms wrap around my neck. I looked at her with new eyes. I saw her in a new light... it was indescribable. I always knew she was everything to me but I felt love for her in greater depth. It was as if she was all that mattered and I would kill anyone that threatened her with no question. It was my job to protect her at all costs. I owed my life to her and only her. Why did I feel this way? She pulled my head down and brought me in for a kiss. I felt the fireworks explode and, oddly, my knees felt weak. Suddenly, I got wind of a new scent: it was pungent and threatening. I heard the creak of the floorboards as something neared, something dangerous. Instinctively, I pushed Raven behind me, hurling her backward a few feet. Behind her, I saw the male vampire that almost killed me standing with the stake in his hand. He just tried to kill my fiancée! I felt blinding rage consume me as I lunged at him... -Raven- I watched helplessly as Keegan took on death a second time. This time, he couldn't be so lucky. He bared his fangs at Dorian and let out a enraged scream. He lunged at him as if Dorian was minute competition instead of the vampire that had murdered him moments before. Snarls and shouts filled the air as they battled, fighting and tussling for awhile but the entire time, my eyes were on the stake. I watched in paralysis as Dorian got hold of Keegan's shoulder and brought the stake through Keegan's chest. Keegan let out a earth-shattering scream as a triumphant smile spread across Dorian's face. My heart sank. I had gotten him back only to lose him again within the hour. I felt the agonizing pain of loss and heartbreak tug at my heart, the tears fell freely from my eyes. To my surprise, I saw Keegan return Dorian's smile and with the last of his strength, he grabbed both of Dorian's shoulders and roughly jerked him forward. The opposite end of the stake penetrating Dorian's chest as well. Dorian threw he head back and shouted his defeat as his body burst into flames and fell to the ground. My heart sank involuntarily. My Maker was dead. Keegan turned toward me, stake still sticking out of his chest and gave me a small smile as he fell to the ground as well. "Keegan," I whispered as I ran to his side. Grimacing, he looked down at the stake. "Why am I not dead?" he asked quietly. "The first time or this time?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Both, I guess," he said, looking at me, puzzled. "Well, the first time, I saved you... you are a vampire now. This time, he missed your heart. When we get this out of you, it will heal without as much as a scar to show for it," I said smoothly. His platinum eyes grew wide in realization. "I'm a what?!" he asked in disbelief. "You are a vampire. We are one and the same. You will live for eternity," I replied softly. "Whoa," he said, allowing the it all to sink in. "Let's get this out of you," I said, gesturing to the stake. He nodded. Without warning, I grabbed the stake and pulled it out with ease. He bared his fangs at me angrily. "Easy, Killer," I said, lifting his shirt so he could watch the wound heal. "That's so fucking wicked," he said as he watched the hole in his chest close. True to my word, no scar was left behind. "So. Now what?" ~*~*~*~ -Raven- Keegan took very quickly to the vampire lifestyle. He was an ideal mate; he made me feel safe and secure. He also loved me unconditionally with an intensity that is indescribable. I found it rather peculiar that he had not so much as looked at me sexually since he was turned. With him now having the ability to block his thoughts, I was unable to see the reasoning behind it. "What's the matter, Raven?" he asked sweetly, wrenching me from my thoughts. "Nothing, Dear, why do you ask?" I lied, giving him a small smile. "Are you lying to me?" he asked as he approached me slowly, stopping just shy of the chair I was sitting in. My eyes rolled over his bare abdomen and I fought to keep my fangs out of sight. "N-no," I stammered, avoiding his grey eyes, "I was just sitting here thinking... that's all," I said smiling a smile that did not meet my eyes. "You are so beautiful," he said, tangling the fingers of his right hand in my hair, forcing me to look into his eyes... -Keegan- She really was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. The way she seemed to melt under my touch, the way her eyes glowed with desire as they met mine, the way she nibbled on her lower lip when she looked at my body. I wanted her. I wanted her more than anything else in this world. Yet, every time I thought of being with her sexually, I felt an intense pain. I knew how crazy it was to put her at fault for having sex with Dorian... he was her Maker. Even though I could understand it, it didn't make it any better. It hurt me to picture her lying on her back and moaning as he moved inside of her, undoubtedly releasing inside of her as well... -Raven- I stared at him as the crimson began to line his eyes. He closed them tightly and untangled his fingers from my hair as he blew out a pained breath. It was painful and incredibly irritating to know something was bothering him but be unable to figure out what it is. Keegan turned on his heel and walked into the bedroom. Before long, I heard the rustling of the blankets and saw the lamp on the bedside table click off. I felt alone and worthless. I wanted my fiance back. -Keegsn- I laid in the darkness, wanting nothing other than Raven to come and make me feel better, nothing other, except maybe Raven staying away. I tossed and turned in bed until I felt the bed sink in beside me. I stilled myself, the rigidity eventually becoming uncomfortable. Before long, I felt her soft body climb on top of mine. "Raven, what are you doing?" I asked monotonously. Instead of a reply, I felt her lean forward until her lips met mine. "Raven, not tonight," I said, closing my eyes. She was not taking 'no' for an answer. I felt her soft hands trace my stomach and with no warning, reach into the front of my boxers and began to stroke my cock to life. "Raven...no," I again attempted to rebel. Still speaking no words, she grabbed my right hand with her free hand and grasped her breast with it. Her nipple puckered instantly from my touch. A groan built up in my throat as she leaned backward and began to rub my balls. I quickly swallowed it back down. If she wanted me to fuck her, she was gonna fucking get it but not the way she wanted. I swiftly flipped her on her back and roughly separated her thighs. She must have fed before she came into the bedroom because I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. I leaned toward the bedside table and turned the lamp on. I felt like my dick could have exploded from the sight I was drinking in beneath me: Raven looked up at me through hooded, golden eyes and her fangs were extended. She was completely naked and her legs were separated, the thin, perfect landing strip drawing attention to the hot, swollen pussy lips that poked out beneath it. I wanted to fuck her so bad. I wanted to fuck her hard enough that it would punish her for giving herself to Dorian and give me the sexual release that I needed so badly. "You want me to fuck you, Raven?" I asked simply, ignoring the scent that was filling my nostrils and keeping my fangs tucked away. "Yesss," she hissed as she reached for my cock. I pulled away and looked into her agonized eyes. "No," I said, rolling over and covering myself in the blanket. "Wh-why?" she asked, dumbfounded, "Keegan, I need you." Her last sentence sent signals straight to my dick... I couldn't take it anymore! Before she could blink, her legs were over my shoulders and my cock was pressing impatiently against her glistening hole. I closed my eyes and pushed forcefully inside her. I fucked her with a vengeance until her surprised moans turned into cries of pleasurable pain. Her pussy pulsed around my cock rhythmically as her first orgasm washed over her. "K-K-Keegan, slow down," she begged as I continued to punish her. I looked at down at her, eyes rimmed with crimson. I bared my fangs at her. "Did you tell him to fucking slow down? Shut the fuck up and take it! Fucking take it like you took it for him!" I growled, heartlessly, wanting her to feel every bit as awful as I did. She looked at me and I saw the pain and remorse flash in her eyes. I loved her... more than anything, but it all still hurt... -Raven- 'So, this is what this has been about,' I thought as the realization came over me. I felt awful, I wanted nothing more than to take back what had happened between Dorian and I, but that was impossible. Red drops fell from Keegan's eyes as he pounded me mercilessly. Soon, he buried his fangs into my left breast, causing me to cry out in pain. "Keegan... I am so sorry," I whimpered, but as soon as the words left my mouth, I was flipped on my stomach with my face shoved in the pillow. He entered me roughly from behind, his hands gripping my hips. I screamed in the pillow as he continued his assault on my pussy. Involuntarily, my pussy began to spasm on his cock, trying to pull him deeper inside of me... -Keegan- I licked her blood from my lips and gripped her perfect ass in my hands. It was amazing feeling her tight pussy stroking me closer and closer to an orgasm, but I didn't wanna finish this way. I wanted her to hurt like I've hurt but I also wanted her to know that I still loved her and she still meant everything to me. Intrigued Ch. 11 Without warning, I laid her on her back and lowered myself onto her. I softly kissed her lips and allowed her tongue to mingle with mine. "I love you, Raven," I whispered as I pulled away from her kiss and looked into her eyes. "I love you, too, Keegan and I am so sorry," she whispered back. I entered her gently and she released a soft moan. "I know," I said quietly before kissing her deeply once again. I balanced myself on my forearms and continued to fill her with my cock. Before long, I felt the tell-tale tightening of her pussy. I was so close and she could tell. "Cum with me, Keegan," she whispered seductively and separated her legs farther apart. I felt myself repeatedly tap her cervix, I was gonna fucking blow. Her pussy stroked me until I filled her with my cum. I collapsed on top of her. "I fucking love you, Raven," I said as she traced my spine with her fingertips. "I love you, too, Keegan," she said, closing her eyes. Things were perfect again and I could not wait until the day that she officially became my wife. Intrigued Ch. 12 -Keegan- When I woke up the next evening, I knew that I really needed to tell my mom what had happened. Judging by the movies, vampires usually kept their identities secret, but Raven never told me that I couldn't tell anyone. She didn't exactly keep her true identity from me, either. When my eyes opened, I saw Raven snuggled securely into my chest, my arm wrapped tightly around her. I always woke up before her... it was up to me to make sure the surroundings were safe. After scouting the apartment, I picked the phone off the charger and dialed my mother's number. I figured the best way of breaking the news to her was to be swift and direct, no sugar-coating. If she was going to shun me for what I'd become, I didn't want any pussy-footing. After a few rings, I heard my mother's voice speak into the receiver. "Keegan! Where the hell have you been? Did you find her? Is she okay? Are you hurt?" she began, interrogating me through the phone, without pausing. "Mom! Stop! I'm fine! Yes, I did find her and she's fine as well. Everything is fine. Listen, I have something really crazy to tell you but I promise that every word is true," I said, lowering my voice to just above a whisper. "This better be good," she grumbled. She eventually grew silent as I gave her the PG version of Raven and my relationship from the beginning until this very moment. When I finished my story, there was silence on the other end. "Mom?" I said, questioningly. I was terrified of what her reaction would be. "I'm here, Son. So, let me get this straight: Raven is a vampire that tried to eat you, you guys dated, you proposed to her, she said 'yes', she was abducted and held against her will by the vampire that created her, you went to rescue her, you were killed, she brought you back to life, and now you're a vampire, too?" She asked, too calmly. "Yes, that's exactly right," I said, almost grimacing. "Keegan, let me call you back. This is a really big pill to swallow, especially if it's all true," she replied, still eerily calm. After agreeing and saying our 'I Love You's', she hung up and I felt even more puzzled than I did before the phone call. I put the phone back on the charger and sat in silence with my hand on my forehead. "How did she take it?" Raven's voice said behind me. I knew she was there before she spoke, her once silent, vampiric footsteps were now perfectly audible to me. "I'm not exactly sure," I said, looking off into the distance, "she said she'd call me back." -Raven- I walked up to him and put my hand on his shoulder. "Give her time, Dear, this is a lot to accept. We have nothing but time, now," I said, calmly reminding him of his immortality. His shoulders relaxed and he nodded. "You're right, Babe... she can take all the time she needs," he said, reaching a hand up to rest on mine. "Come, Sweetheart. We should feed... you have had nothing more than a few drops since yesterday," I said into his ear. Without another word, Keegan got to his feet and went to the bedroom. A few seconds later, he reappeared, fully dressed. He was such a show-off... I probably would be impressed if I was not the one responsible for his vampirism. Soon, we were out in the crisp night air. I smirked as Keegan conspicuously stared at my bare legs, I did not usually wear dresses and he was definitely enjoying it. I wrapped my arms around Keegan's and we quietly walked the streets in search of our next meal. It was not long before we heard voices... -Keegan "Settle down, Buddy," a gruff voice said, "You've had a little too much to drink. Now, get on before you do something you'll regret." As we got closer to the voice, we saw the shadowy figure of two men, medium-sized and clearly drunk off his ass. The second, tall and big. "I don't need your fucking club, you fucking ape! Throw me out!" the smaller man yelled as the larger man turned his back and walked back inside. Raven and I casually strolled past, glimpsing at the yelling, drunk guy. "What the fuck are you two staring at? There's nothing to fucking see here! Except you, Sexy Lady, I've got a number of things I'd like to show you." he yelled, gesturing to the crotch of his pants. Before he could take another breath, I was in front of him, fangs bared. "Apologize to my fiancée," I growled, staring into his glazed-over eyes. Nobody was gonna think they were gonna fuck my woman, even if they were shit-faced. "What the fuck are you, Freak?" he asked, his heart pounding loudly. I wanted nothing more than to rip it out of his fucking chest and take a chunk out of it. "Do you really wanna know?" I asked him, taking a step forward. He began to back up, tripping backwards over a trash can. "Keegan," Raven said calmly, " Eat him or leave him alone. Do not play with him." "What do you mean: Eat him? Bitch, you've gotta be outta your fucking mind! Nobody's gonna fucking touch Howard P. Banks! I can guarantee that!" -Raven- Before Howard could utter another syllable, Keegan grabbed him by the throat and held him about a foot above the ground. "You will not disrespect her," he growled. Howard's eyes began to bulge as he smacked hopelessly at Keegan's hands. "Keegan, you will kill him if you do not put him down," I warned quietly. Keegan reluctantly retracted his fangs and set the man down on his feet, causing him to stumble slightly. As soon as Howard gained his balance, he took off running and screaming. Foolish drunk... sacrificing his life the way he did. "Someone, please help! Vampires are trying to kill me! Help me!" he screamed down the street, drawing unwanted attention. Keegan looked over his shoulder for approval. I nodded my consent and before I could blink, Keegan was on him. He was smart about it, though. He waited until Howard was passing by an alley before snatching him into it. I silently hoped that he would end him quickly. Howard was frankly more trouble than he was worth. I soon made it to the alley. Keegan looked up at me with blank, silver eyes. I knew that look anywhere... Blood Lust. I had only met a few other vampires over the years but one thing I have picked up was that vampires suffering from Blood Lust were dangerous. They were strong and the felt nothing for anything. This posed a problem. "Keegan," I said quietly, "Relax. Retract your fangs." He bared his fangs to claim Howard as his own and broke eye contact with me. Seeing I had no desire to take his meal, he continued to drink from Howard's hemorrhaging jugular. Perhaps it was the alcohol. "Enough, Keegan," I said a little louder, hoping to bring him back. No such luck. Suddenly, I heard them: running footsteps and male voices. "He went this way," one man said to another, "He was jabbering on about vampires trying to kill him." "Maybe he was just some ol' drunk, Shane," the other man said to the first. "Maybe," Shane said quietly, "but maybe not." "Keegan, unhand him this instant! As your Maker, I command you!" I said in a strong whisper. The men's voices were getting a little too close for comfort. Keegan dropped Howard's lifeless body to the asphalt, not because I commanded him, because there was nothing else to drink. Blood dripped from down his chin to his neck. He had never been more attractive to me than he was at that moment, my fangs extended. "What the fuck?" Shane's voice said as he looked upon Keegan...corpse at his feet with blood dripping from his lips. Keegan bared his fangs and lunged at him as I the other. The last thing we needed was more unwanted attention. Keegan's eyes again went blank and silver as he drained Shane as well. He was lost. It would not be easy regain control of the situation. What kind of monster did I create? Before I knew it, Keegan had his hand clutched around my throat, just as he had Howard earlier. He slammed me against the cold, brick wall of the building. Fear ran through my veins... fear that I would actually have to hurt him if the situation called for it. Surely he would not hurt me. I was his Maker... -Keegan- I had no fucking clue what had happened but when I came around, I was gripping Raven by the neck and had her pinned against a building. Her eyes were wide in...fear, raw, beautiful fear. I had never seen her fearful of anything before, except for maybe Dorian. -Raven- I saw him come back, his fangs retracted and he almost released me...almost. He bared his fangs and reached under my dress to rip away my panties. I needed to get the control back, but part of me did not want to. Part of me wanted to allow him to let his instincts take over. He ripped away the front of my dress, taking my bra with it, exposing my bare breasts to the cool, night air. His eyes rolled over my body and he smirked... satisfied. He released his hard cock and released the grip on my neck. He grabbed both of my legs, keeping me pinned by the bend of my knees. He roughly entered me...nothing like the Keegan that I had grown accustomed to. He re-gripped my neck, dropping my left leg. I felt free, surrendering control to him. "Good girl," he growled into my ear, "give it all to me." He increased his pace, causing me to throw my head back and release an inhuman scream. It did not take long for me to begin to lose it. I threw my head against the building and my eyes began to roll back. "Keegan...please...do not... stop," I pleaded in short, choppy words. The light in his eyes was undeniable. "You're gonna have to beg, Raven," he said, thrusting upward, deeper inside of me. "Keegan, I'm begging you! Please keep going! I need this so bad!" I moaned truthfully. "I know you do," he said, calmly. He pulled out of me and turned me around, using his right hand on the back of my neck to push my cheek into the cool, rough brick of the building. He ripped the back of my dress and planted kisses down my spine as he entered me again. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth as he pushed into me with slower, harder, and deeper strokes, causing my face to scrape against the wall from the pressure of his hand on my neck... -Keegan- I didn't know what had come over me, I felt like I was possessed! My better mind knew that we had just murdered three men, we were in an alley, and this was probably not the best time for sex but hearing her moans of encouragement made me push those logical thoughts to the back of my mind. I had to have her...all of her. I gripped her neck with both hands as I thrusted myself into her repeatedly. It wasn't long before I felt her pussy began to contract on my cock. I released her neck and gripped her hips in my hands and went into overdrive, with a mission solely to fill her with my cum. She screamed as I ravaged her g-spot, causing me to grab her hair and turn her head to the side. I sank my fangs into her jugular as I shot my seed deep inside of her. "Oh God, I love you!" she groaned as I sat her back on the ground. "I know you do," I said, giving her a soft kiss, "Let's got outta here before we have to kill anyone else." Intrigued Ch. 13 -Keegan- I awoke to the phone ringing from the kitchen. Groaning, I sat up and swung my legs around the side of the bed. Exhaustion weighed heavily on my body... it couldn't have been dusk yet. Kicking myself for forgetting to turn off the ringer, I walked into the kitchen with zombie-like strides and answered the phone. "Hello?" I growled, my sleep-laced voice reflecting my irritation. "It's 2:15 pm, Keegan! You can't be a vampire! Vampires sleep through the day!" My mother's desperate voice squeaked into the receiver. "Mom, I was asleep and I am a vampire," I said, exasperated. Blood from last night's hunt was gritty on my face. It's funny how when you change, little things like cleaning up after a meal fall by the wayside. Vampires would bathe in blood if we had the opportunity. "Well, I don't believe you," she said curtly. "Unfortunately, I'm too tired to prove it to you at the moment. I'll call you in about seven hours," I said, rubbing my eyes. I hung up the phone, careful to silence the ringer, and placed it back on the charger. I love my mom, but she had a way of being invasive at times. I stumbled back to bed and wrapped my arms around Raven's deathly still, cool frame and welcomed the heavy sleep that drifted over me. -Raven- I opened my eyes and sat up in bed. Keegan was still asleep, so I took the perfect opportunity to run a very important errand. In seconds, I was out of bed and getting dressed, determined to complete my task before he woke up. After throwing my hair in a ponytail, I exited the apartment. It was almost too early for me to be out, a red outline streaked the Western horizon, signaling the retirement of every vampire's enemy. It did not take me long to make it to the fancy brick building. I opened the door and let myself in. "Hello. Welcome to Hampton Jewelers! My name is Sharisse. Is there anything I can help you find?" A short, full-figured black lady asked me as I walked in. "Men's wedding bands," I replied, taking in the vast amount of glass cases. "Tell me about your guy," Sharisse said with a warm smile. "Well, he's tall with grey eyes and shoulder-length black hair, thick, black tribal tattoos, pale skin, and wears a lot of black and gray," I said, giving her the basics. "Alright," she said, nodding, "It sounds like silver, platinum, or white gold is the way to go. Would you agree?" She asked me, raising a immaculately arched eyebrow. "Yes, I would. Platinum, please," I replied, nodding. "This way," she said, gesturing to the display cases to her right, "Feel free to look around, but I believe I have exactly what you're looking for." I looked around for a few seconds before Sharisse emerged from the back room with a ring that was Keegan all over. My eyes grew wide as I took in the ring: it was platinum with a wide, black stripe around the center, with a platinum and diamond cross on it. After telling her how perfect the ring was, thanking her, and paying, I hurried home, wanting to be back in bed before Keegan woke. ~*~*~*~ -Keegan- I opened my eyes and looked around, something didn't seem quite right. I heard nothing and Raven wasn't in bed. My brain flooded with worry. What if something else happened to her? I had to find her. I had to know that she was okay. I was almost out the door before I saw the home phone light up on the charger. I checked the caller ID, it was a private number. Heart sinking, I picked up the phone. "Raven?" I questioned, nervously. "No, it's your mother," Mom said matter-of-factly. "Mom, this really isn't a good time-," I began, only to be cut off. "When is it a good time, Keegan?!" she yelled, "I find out last week that my baby boy is either out of his mind entirely or he's a monster! You tell me when it's convenient to speak with you." My shoulders slumped in defeat. It was hard to believe that a week had passed since I spoke with my mother, but it was mainly because she goes to sleep early. This had to be a hard pill to swallow for her... it was easier for me to accept because I, at least, knew vampires existed beforehand. "I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to blow you off... I know you stayed up late just for this conversation," I said, apologetically. At that moment, the door opened and Raven came inside. Seeing that I was on the phone, she mouthed 'I am sorry'. Waving her off, I threw her a glare that demanded an explanation when I got off the phone and she disappeared into the bedroom. "Yes, Keegan. You know that I love you unconditionally, but I need to know: are you really a vampire or do you just think you are?" she asked, her voice sounding almost fearful of my response. "Mom, I'm really a vampire. I have the fangs to prove it," I joked, trying to lighten the mood. "So you...kill people?" she asked slowly, completely ignoring my jest. "Only bad people and only to stay alive. Raven doesn't believe in feeding on women, children, or the innocent. That's the good thing about staying in the city: there's a lot of bad men here. Call it population control," I explained to the best of my ability. "Keegan, I didn't raise you to be a murderer," she said softly. "You also didn't raise me to be a vampire. I'm sorry, Mom, but it comes with the territory. Any other questions? I really need to grab a bite." I said, again trying to make light of the situation. "Whatever, Keegan," she huffed, hanging up the phone. After staring at the phone in disbelief for a few moments, I opened the bedroom door. Raven was in bed, cross-legged, staring intently at me. "Don't worry, Dear... it'll get better," she said in an almost maternal voice. "Ah," I said, waving her comment away. "Where the hell were you, Raven?" "I was just getting something for a wedding," she said with a smile. My annoyance evaporated and was replaced with curiosity. "Whose wedding?" I asked, playing dumb. "Oh, just a couple of vampires I know pretty well," she said, examining her nails. I crawled in bed next to her, lying on my stomach. "When does this said wedding take place?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Well," she began with a huff, "the thing is: neither of them decided on a date. I guess the vampiress figured that the date would fall into place... in time, but she did not anticipate wanting to be his wife so badly. She wants to be his, fully and completely and the wedding could not happen fast enough for her." Hearing this come from Raven, my Raven shook me to the core. Just when I thought I couldn't possibly love her more, she says this. My heart felt like it swelled two sizes and was making my throat ache. I sat up, pushed her on her back, and crawled into my rightful place between her legs. I brought my face down to her, never breaking eye contact with her and allowing my lips to graze her's. "I love you so much," I whispered, grinding my cock into her hot crevice. "So what do you say?" She asked, biting her bottom lip, seductively. She reached her soft hand between us and massaged my balls, eliciting a groan from me. "Yesss," I hissed as my fangs extended. ~*~*~*~ -Keegan 'What the fuck? Am I really doing this?,' I asked myself, nearly panicking. I was certain that if I were still human, I would have been a nervous wreck, heart pounding and sweating. I looked at myself in the mirror. My tux gave the air that I was in so much better control than I actually fucking was and my hair, to Raven's request, was pulled back in a ponytail. My eyes, however, were wild as if I were a wild animal looking at its cage for the first time. Was I really about to get married? "Are you okay, Keegan?" Raven's soft voice echoed behind me, causing me to spin around. The sight ahead of me made my eyes bulge. She was so beautiful. At my request, she was wearing a slim white dress and her long hair was in a bridal updo with small, white flowers peeking out ever so often. Her face was flawless as usual, though today she opted to wear makeup (this was my first time seeing her in makeup). Her appearance sent surges straight to my cock, which had no problem 'rising' to the occasion. My fangs began to extend but I willed them back. "Raven," I groaned, feeling the searing discomfort of my erection pressing impatiently against my pants, "what are you doing in here? It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding." "Well, I had the feeling that I was about to have a Runaway Groom, so I came in here to check on you," she said in her God-forsaken maternal voice. She walked over to me, rested her hands on my chest, and looked up at me with those big brown eyes and said "Since when have you been superstitious?" I looked down at her hopelessly as she innocently nibbled her bottom lip. This woman was gonna be the death of me... before I knew it her hands were on either side of my face, pulling me into a heated kiss. Hell yeah, I was getting married and I was marrying her because she made me feel this way, as if I was the only thing that mattered to her. I allowed my hands to slowly travel down her corseted back and gripped her round ass. Today was the day she's officially be mine. I slowly began to inch her dress up on her hips, thanking God that the material wouldn't wrinkle. I backed her up against the desk that was in the room and sat her on top of it. I heard her voice whispering my name... this had to end. "Raven. You. Have. To. Go," I said, wanting nothing more than for her to be right here. "Why?" she asked through hooded eyes, fangs extended. God, she was fucking amazing. "Because we're getting married in less than an hour and I believe there is something wrong with man taking his soon-to-be wife on a pastor's desk in a church," I said evenly in an attempt to calm myself down as well as her. "Keegan, this is hardly a church... it is a chapel and this is not a pastor's desk, it s a manager's," she argued, lust still lacing her eyes. I opened my mouth to speak, but was silenced by her lying on her back and separating her smooth brown thighs for me. My eyes grew wide as I took in the sight of a sexy white g-string soaked in her juices. My cock was excruciatingly stiff, I didn't know how long I would be able to resist. "Fuck me, Keegan," she whispered and I lost it... -Raven- As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I had him. Without another word, his pants were down and his cock was out... it was slightly purple with an angry red head. I knew he was hurting and that I was in for it... He let out an inhuman growl and slammed into me with no warning. I screamed in pleasurable pain as he filled me completely. I screamed his name and squeezed my eyes tightly shut. My fingernails scratched his clothed back, ripping the back of his vest to shreds. It was a good thing we could cover it with his jacket. The delicious sound of fabric ripping would have had me doing more of it but we had a wedding to attend. I knew it must have taken immense self-control for him to avoid doing the very same to my wedding dress. -Keegan I knew this was wrong on a couple of different levels, but I didn't fucking care anymore. I snaked my arms around her waist as I continued to pound her. "Fuck, Raven," was all I could say when I felt her pussy begin to death-clutch my shaft. I fucked her through her orgasm which only made her scream louder. It was fucking music to my ears. She looked up and me, eyes rimmed in red. "Don't cry," I said, slowing down, "we wouldn't want you to mess up that sexy dress, would we?" After she came down from her high, she surprised me by switching places with me faster than I could blink. I watched as she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. I watched as the head disappeared into her puffy, pink lips and my shaft soon after. "Fuck!" I groaned again as I closed my eyes and wrapped my hands around her hips and pushed her down on my cock, relishing in the feeling of being in her to my full extent. When I finally released her, I opened my eyes and stared as she slowly began to ride me, dress hem in hand. She tilted her head back and increased her pace. I was getting so fucking close. I gripped her ass again and bounced her vigorously. Then, there was a knock on the door. "Mr. Stevens, are you okay?" Joseph, the chapel manager's voice said through the door. "Ah, ah, I'm fine, Joseph... just dealing with some wedding jitters," I lied as Raven leaned forward, rested her hands on my chest and began to slam herself down on me like she was possessed. "Do you need help?" he asked, turning the doorknob. "NO!" I yelled a little too loudly, " I mean, no. I can deal with it, thanks though." "Okay, Mr. Stevens. I just thought you may want to know that we can't find your fiancée," he said and Raven still wasn't letting up. "It's okay, Joseph. She called me, I know exactly where she is," I said, sinking my fangs into Raven's exposed shoulder to stifle the groan as I shot my cum inside of her. "Alright, Mr. Stevens, let me know if you need anything, if not, I'll see you in thirty minutes" he said. It wasn't until I heard his departing footsteps that I released her. -Raven- After we cleaned ourselves up, I returned to my changing room and fixed my flaws. I looked into the mirror in disbelief, in less than ten minutes, I would be Raven Stevens and I could not be happier. ~*~*~*~ Raven adjusted her bouquet and began walking down the aisle when cued by the start of the Bridal Chorus. The ceremony was very small but very nice and all who attended were relatives of Keegan. The attendance was so lopsided that Joseph had some of Keegan's relatives sit on Raven's side to make things look more even. As she entered, everyone stood but Raven's eyes were straight ahead on Keegan... her Keegan. He, however, was having issues focusing his eyes on anything because as soon as he saw her, he began to tear up. His family did not know their secret, no one except his mother. Blinking back tears, he was finally able to finally see her. She was even more beautiful than she was a half-hour earlier. Her walk down the aisle seemed to take forever to Keegan. This was the moment he had been waiting for and now it was seeming to go in slow motion. No one was there to walk her down the aisle and give her away and it was questionable to some of his family. When she finally made it to him, he let out a sigh of relief. When the music stopped, the officiant wasted no time getting things started, which was a relief for both Raven and Keegan. "Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of these witnesses, to join Keegan Stevens and Raven Hart in matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore -- is not by any -- to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly -- but....," the man began but was lost by both of them. This was it: the first day of their new life together. After what seemed like forever, he finally got to 'the good stuff' as Keegan liked to think of it. "Beginning with you, Keegan. Do you, Keegan Stevens take Raven Hart, to be your lawfully wedded wife; to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, or for worse, for richer, or for poorer, in sickness, and in health? With respect for her integrity and faith in your union, do you promise to unfailingly seek out the best you can in her, loving her very day, in every way, until the end of your forever? If so, please answer: I do." Keegan swallowed the lump in his throat and uttered, "I do." It gave him small comfort that he never had to worry about sickness or poverty. After he said the words, he took a glance at his mother and saw the poor woman was blubbering her head off. She alone knew what the true meaning of 'forever' was in this case. "And now you, Raven. Do you, Raven Hart take Keegan Stevens, to be your lawfully wedded husband; to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, or for worse, for richer, or for poorer, in sickness, and in health? With respect for his integrity and faith in your union, do you promise to unfailingly seek out the best you can in him, loving him every day, in every way, until the end of your forever? If so, please answer: I DO." Raven blinked her eyes several times, opened and closed her mouth several more times but was unable to say the words. Her mouth grew drier when she realized that she couldn't say it. She nodded her head buthe the officiant said, "We need a verbal response, Ms. Hart." It wasn't until that point that Keegan began to get scared. He was terrified of rejection and the fear was only amplified by the crowd. He swallowed his pride and grabbed her hand, tracing reassuring circles on it with his thumb. She smiled at him, nodded again, and said softly, "I do, forever and ever." The officiant took no real note of her hesitation and continued the ceremony and it went by quickly. Keegan battled tears again when he saw how perfect his wedding band was. She knew him better than anyone else and that gave him comfort as well. Raven's ears perked up when it grew closer to the conclusion. Soon, the officiant was saying: "....it is with great pleasure that I now pronounce you husband and wife. What God hath joined together, let no man put asunder. Congratulations! You may kiss the bride." This part required no hesitation, Raven looked into Keegan's beautiful grey eyes that were rimmed in red and knew that he was perfect for her in each and every way. He was everything to her and she was delighted to embark on this journey with him. Today was the beginning of the rest of her life, their life, together. Raven's eyes were like mirrors to Keegan. Everything she felt, he saw in her eyes and he felt the same way. It only felt right to lean down and allow his lips to touch her's. He loved her and knew that he would do anything for her, she was all that mattered. "It is with great joy and honor that I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Keegan Stevens!" The officiant concluded, followed by an eruption of applause. Anyone with eyes could see how much they loved each other and it was only right that they were together. They joined hands and walked back down the aisle. When they were out of sight, Keegan kissed Raven. "I love you," he said, thumb tracing shapes on her cheek. "I love you more," she said, smiling. "Never," he replied, shaking his head. "Forever," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. The End Intrigued Ch. 14 [Nine Years Later] -Raven- When I opened my eyes, I found Keegan's grey eyes intently staring at me in the darkness. It was later, a couple of hours after dusk at least. I felt content and well-rested, just hungry. "You're finally awake," he said, stroking my cheek. The look that he gave me still made me feel flushed all over. I loved the way he looked at me as if nothing else mattered in the world. "I am...Have you been waiting long?" I asked, kissing his palm. "No, only about twenty minutes. Long enough for me to check the house and call my mom is all," he said, shrugging. When we got married, we moved into a large, two story house with five bedrooms and a large backyard. We both knew it was a little much but we figured that one day we could possibly start a coven in the future. "How is she?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Lora had been literally badgering us for grandchildren ever since the ceremony... and she would not take 'no' for an answer. "Oh, the usual: 'When are you guys coming to visit and when are you guys giving me grandkids?' Except she had a date this weekend," Keegan said matter-of-factly. I knew he did not want his mother to be dating again but I knew that he also did not want her to die alone. With us being married for just over nine years, he finally understood what I meant about humans being impermanent... He watched as his mother aged while we remained the same. "-And how did that go?" I asked, knowing how overprotective Keegan was about his mother. "Fine, I guess. He's a stuffy old retired college professor.... I guess he just seems a bit too boring for my mom. She needs excitement," he grumbled. He was too cute. "Keegan, no one will ever be good enough for your mother in your eyes... Give him a chance," I pleaded, probing his eyes with mine. "Fine... Are you ready?" he asked, changing the subject. He wanted absolutely no part of that conversation. I got out of bed and changed into my outerwear, nodding to him as he got to his feet. ~*~*~*~ In no time at all, we were on the snow-crusted, city streets prowling for our next meal. Winter was a really tough season for vampires. Not because of the temperature, we could survive in sub-zero temperatures. It was just that the cold kept the humans inside, therefore, making it harder to hunt. After searching the main streets for awhile with no sound of life other than the faint crunching sound of our footsteps in the snow, we nearly gave up. We were almost ready to attack some poor soul walking innocently to his car before we heard it: crying. It was a woman's voice, her agonized cries filling our ears. We followed the sound until we saw her: A young woman that was huddled under a blanket, in an alley, next to a dumpster. She looked to be in her late teens or early twenties. Her cheeks were red and wet with tears, her long, brown hair was blowing in the frigid air, and she was sporting a rather noticeable black eye. Keegan, always being a softie for a crying woman, approached her first. "Excuse me, Miss... Are you alright?" he asked, startling her. "Kill me," she said, simply, her shoulders slumped. Ignoring her comment, Keegan continued to try to reason with her. "Are you hurt?" "Yes. Kill me, please," she repeated again, her young, frail body being shaken by the force of her sobs. "Miss, I have no desire to harm you in anyway. I want to help you," he said, keeping his calm, smooth tone. "You can't help me... no one can," she said, looking down... the tears continuing to fall down her young face. Before Keegan could say another word, he heard it: more crying. It was only then that he noticed that the girl was not alone. "Keegan, back away," I said, seeing his shoulder tense, "Now." He looked back at me with wild eyes and extended fangs. "As your Maker, I command you... and retract your fangs." I walked over to the young, battered girl. "Now, Dear, tell me everything," I said, probing her red, swollen eyes with mine. "He beat me," she said, monotonously. Her eyes never leaving mine. "Who beat you and why?" I asked. "My pimp because I got pregnant. When I found out, I ran away. I thought I got away but he found me... he always finds me. I went to another city and he still found me," she said, tears falling again. "Shhh, it is okay, now," I said, stroking her cheek, "Now, continue." "When he found me, he beat me and by then, I already had my babies. He told me to throw them away and here I am," she shrugged. She pushed her blanket aside to reveal to me the two crying infants. Their lips were blue from the cold and they were shivering... They needed to get inside and soon. My heart sank. She covered them back up. "Kill me, please," she pleaded, "I saw the man's teeth. I know what you are. Just kill me." I instantly knew that killing her wouldn't be enough. I had to find this man...this pimp and rip him limb from limb. My hunger pangs ripped through me like a knife. "I'll never be able to live a normal life after this. I want to die," she said, her bottom lip quivering. "What if we killed him? What if we took him out of the equation? Would you still want to die?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Yes, Ma'am. My life is fucked. I'm a teenage prostitute, I haven't made it past the seventh grade, I have no-fucking-where to live, and I have no food or money. And to make matters worse, I depend on a man that wants me to kill my babies. Would you want to live my fucking life?" She asked, sadly. I sighed. "I do not wish to kill you, Child... I just have a feeling that if I do not do it, you will," I said, running my hand through my hair. "I would. If you didn't kill me, I'd do it myself," she said, "What will happen to my babies?" "We will make sure that they are safe and taken care of, I promise," I said, reassuringly, "Keegan, the children." The girl stood to her feet, she looked to have only been about five feet tall and one hundred pounds, soaking wet. He looked at me, questioningly. "Are you sure you want me to take them, Babe?" I nodded. "You will not hurt them, do you understand?" He nodded and walked over to the girl, taking both of the tiny infants in his arms. "Are you sure about this, Dear?" I asked, giving her a final opportunity to change her mind, "We will still take the children, regardless of your decision." The girl looked up at me with wide, tearful eyes and nodded. I returned her nod and turned to Keegan. "I will take care of her... you can take care of her 'pimp'," I said to Keegan. He nodded his understanding. "Now, what is his name, Love?" I asked her, extending my fangs. "His name is Jeremy, he goes by Snow. You can find him off of 23rd and Euclid," she said, closing her eyes, "He'll be waiting for me to come back in Room A17." "Consider it taken care of," I said, flashing her a fangful smile. I walked over to her, turning her neck to the side. Her eyes closed peacefully as my fangs enclosed her pulsing jugular. I drank and drank, until her small, young frame grew limp in my arms. In a matter of minutes, she was gone... -Keegan- When Raven finished draining her, she lovingly wrapped the girl in her jacket as a single, crimson tear fell down her brown cheek. "I'll go," I said, handing her the babies, "You get them some.... formula(?) and take them home to get them out of this cold." She nodded and was out of sight faster than I could blink. After taking a final look back at the dead girl, I was trudging down the quiet street. This motherfucker was gonna fucking pay. ~*~*~*~ Before long, I was approaching a cheap, rundown hotel called the Whisper Inn. I could almost swear I could've heard the moans from every room even if I had still had my human ears. Wasting no time, I walked up to Room A17 and knocked loudly. I heard rumbling followed by a man's voice. "Jesus, Ashley! I said to dump the brats, not have a fucking memorial for them," he said, opening the door without checking the peephole.... Mistake #1. When he opened the door, I stepped out of sight. From a distance, I saw a tanned, cut man with slicked back, black hair step outside. "Ash? Ashley, are you there?" he asked, walking away from his open door: Mistake #2. I slipped inside, having a seat in an empty chair. When Jett finished looking around outside, he came back inside grumbling about 'people not knowing who they were fucking with.' "Hello, Jeremy," I said from behind him. He grabbed a gun from his waist and aimed it at me as he turned around. "Who the fuck are you?" he asked, aiming the gun at my head. I got to my feet and smiled. "A friend of Ashley's." "You must be the father of those fucking brats," he growled, hate bubbling inside him. "Something like that," I said, continuing to smile. He pulled back the hammer of the gun, cocking it. "You ruined a perfectly good bitch, Motherfucker... Where is she, anyway?" he asked, looking around. "Dead," I said, taking a step toward him. "That cunt was my best hoe... Now, you're fucking with my money and I don't take very kindly to people fucking with my money." he said as he pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting me right between the eyes. "Surely, you can do better than that!" I said, laughing at the almost animated way that all the color drained from his now-pallid face. I continued to walk toward him as he emptied a clip into my head, neck, and chest. "What the fu-," he began before I released my fangs and pounced on him. "You are gonna fucking suffer," I said, grabbing his hand and breaking his pinkie finger, "exactly the way you made that little girl suffer." I closed my eyes and smiled as I relished in the sound of his screams as I broke every one of his fingers and toes one by one. I like to think that the intensity of my hunger made me into the animal that I had become at that moment.... maybe it just came with the territory. For whatever reason, I was enjoying myself. "Please!" he sobbed, "Just kill me!" "I will," I said smiling, "When you finish getting exactly what you deserve." ~*~*~*~ After almost an hour of torturing this miserable fucking roach (breaking wrists, ankles, knees, hips, shoulders, etc.) I figured it was time to finish him and get home to Raven and our children. "I hope you burn in hell for what you have done," I said, looking into his weary eyes. I sank my fangs into his skin, inflicting a final bit of pain as I intentionally slit his skin. I drank and drank until the life left his broken body. When I was finished, I left him exactly where I killed him and was out the door... -Raven- I gingerly swaddled the children in warm, fluffy blankets after dressing them in diapers and sleepers. The last thing I wanted to happen was for them to die of pneumonia after I promised their mother that we would take care of them. They were twin boys and they were beautiful. One had dark brown hair and brown eyes and the other had black hair and blue eyes. I couldn't wait until Keegan got home so we could name them. I managed to maneuver them into my arms to feed them. They managed to eat and immediately afterward, they both fell asleep. I was holding both sleeping boys in my arms when Keegan walked in. "Sorry that took so long," he said simply. He stared at us for several moments before walking over to us and kissing my lips. "I couldn't make that motherfucker suffer enough." "Not in front of the boys," I scolded him, furrowing my brows. He gave me a broad smile as he looked down at them. "Boys...We have twin boys," he said, sitting down, "How are we gonna do this, Raven? We're vampires; we have no fucking clue of how to take care of babies." "Well, I figure that we can put them into our bedroom so we can know when they cry and fight through the exhaustion... We can make it work," I said, looking at him hopefully. He got to his feet, looking down at the sleeping infants. "Are you sure we can do this? We're gonna have to stay fed... I couldn't fucking bear the thought of hurting them," he said, stroking Black Hair's cheek. Which reminded me.... "We will just have to alternate hunting and keep a reservoir. We will be fine... but what are we going to name them?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "I like the names Jack and Brock... tough manly names," he said, making my jaw drop. There was no way in hell that I would allow him to name the boys either of those names. "I hate both of those names," I said, frowning, "What's your third choice?" "Xander. I like Xander," he said, shrugging. I nodded. I liked Xander as well, "What about you, Babe? What name do you like?" I exhaled, "Well, I like Blair." Keegan made a face. "Blair? Isn't that a little...feminine?" I shook my head. "It is unisex." Keegan shrugged his shoulders and looked at the boys, inspecting them. "This one is Xander," he said, touching Brown Hair's arm, "Blair will be the one with black hair." Keegan reached down taking them from my arms. I stood up, offering him my seat. He sat down, looking at their sleeping faces. "I have sons....," he said in disbelief, his eyes brimming in red. "We have sons," I reminded him, rubbing his tense shoulders, "You will do fine," Although I could no longer hear his thoughts, I knew exactly what he was thinking, "I just know it." ~*~*~*~ [Eight Years Later] -Keegan- I sat down at the table next to Raven, across from the boys. This was the time we spent together as a family, after school and right at dusk. Raven busied herself with their dinner while I asked them about their days. "It was awesome, Dad," Xander said, shrugging. He was always the first to speak. "Today was Super Kids Day." "What exactly is Super Kids Day?" I asked, looking at Xander's shocked face. "Super Kids Day is the best day of school! We wait all year for it... You get to play games with a partner or by yourself. I got first place," Xander said proudly, pointing at the several gold medals that adorned his chest. "Good job, Buddy!" I exclaimed, giving him a high five, "What about you, Blair? Did you have a good Super Kids Day?" Blair looked up at me with bored, blue eyes. "It was like the rest of them, I guess," he said, shrugging. "He spent all of Super Kids Day in the library... reading," Xander said, making a terrified face. "There's nothing wrong with reading," Blair said quietly, "I like to read." "That is correct, Darling. There is nothing wrong with reading," Raven said, setting the two plates of food before Xander and Blair. She placed my thermos in front of me, pecking me on the lips. After saying grace, they immediately dug into their dinners. For several moments, there were no words, just the clicking of silverware. When Xander took a break from his meal, he took a sip of his juice. "Mommy?" he asked Raven. "Yes, Dear?" she said, setting her thermos down on the table, looking at him. "I want to be like you and Daddy," he said, matter-of-factly. I nearly choked on the blood that I was drinking. ~*~*~*~ "Boys, say 'hello' to Grandma," Raven said as my mom pulled open the door for us. "Hi, Grandma!" they shouted before pummeling her with hugs. "Aww! Grandma's Babies! I missed you so much!" she said, kissing their cheeks, "And my, how you've grown!" "I'm bigger!" Xander exclaimed, getting on his tip-toes. We all laughed because we knew that Blair was obviously bigger than Xander. Our boys were as different as light and day: Blair was tall and solid, where Xander was shorter and thin. Xander was loud and outspoken, where Blair was quiet and kept to himself. "Boys, go to the living room and be very quiet so that I can talk to your Mommy and Daddy... If you're good, I have cookies for you," Mom said, squatting to look both of them in the eyes. They nodded and raced each other to the living room. "Now, what happened?" Mom asked, looking from myself to Raven. She was hell-bent believing that something was up for us to visit so abruptly. "Nothing really, Lora... Xander told us that he wanted to be a vampire; we just do not know how to deal with it. I had just finished making dinner and halfway through his plate, he looked at me and said 'Mommy, I want to be like you and Daddy'" Raven explained. "I see," Mom said. It was pretty dumb of us to think that we would raise them from the cradle to the grave and neither of them would ever mention the fact that we were different from other parents. "What did you tell him?" "We told him that that was too big of a decision to make right now and we would talk more about it when he was older," I said, shrugging. Our boys were so perfect and innocent; I couldn't imagine taking that from either of them. "That was a good answer. I'd say give them at least until they graduate high school and if Xander still wants to be one of you, give it to him. I just know that Blair will think everything over a lot more than Xander.... he might not make a decision until his mid-to-late twenties," Mom said, thoughtfully, "I'll tell you what... why don't you leave the boys here for the night and go spend some spend some alone time together. They'll be perfectly safe with me." "Alright," Raven said, grabbing my hand and tracing circles on it with her thumb, "It has been awhile since we have had some time...alone." Suddenly, my throat went dry... her tone sent subliminal messages straight to my cock. It had been awhile since we'd been all alone... "Perfect! There's nothing that I'd rather do than spend the weekend with my Grandboys," Mom said hinting at more time. "Maybe, Mom... We'll see how tonight goes," I said, walking towards the living room to say goodbye to the boys. They were sitting on the floor watching television when we came in. "Hey, you guys are gonna spend the night with Grandma." Their eyes brightened and their faces broke into broad smiles. "Really?" they asked simultaneously, looking at Raven for confirmation. When she nodded, they erupted in cheers and gave us both hugs and kisses. After our goodbyes, Raven all but dragged me out the door and into the car... -Raven- I did not know what had come over me but during the entire ride home, I could not keep my hands of him. When we had gotten into the car, I immediately ripped his shirt down the middle, tracing my fingertips along his rippling torso, fangs extended. "Raven, stop. There will be plenty of time for that when we get home," he reminded me, struggling to control his erratic breathing. I laughed as I allowed my fingers to trail to the waistband of his jeans, causing him to bare his fangs at me. "Put. Your. Fangs. Away," I ordered as I unzipped his jeans and gripped his cock. He retracted his fangs but continued to look at me with smoldering grey eyes, "Keep them put away. If I see them, I will stop." He nodded his understanding as I stroked him excruciatingly slow. I leaned forward and gave the tip a wet kiss as he let out a hiss of air. I ran my tongue up and down his thick shaft but never took him into my mouth. Just seeing the way his body reacted to my touch was enough to make my juices leak down my thighs. After a few more minutes of merciless teasing, we were pulling up to our home. As soon as he killed the engine, he was on the passenger side, pulling me into his strong arms. After fumbling with the lock, he carried me inside, kicking the door closed behind us. "Don't you ever fucking tease me again," he growled, throwing me down on our bed. Faster than I could blink, he was on top of me, ripping the clothes off my heated body. He traced my pussy with his cock, "Apologize." I smirked at him and shook my head. "I say what I mean and mean what I say, Keegan. I fear that I cannot say what I do not mean." He grabbed my body and rolled over so that I was on top of him. I reached beneath me and positioned his cock at my weeping opening. Without another word, I descended, enveloping him in my warmth. We both groaned at the contact. Intrigued Ch. 14 -Keegan- "Fuck," I groaned as she began to slowly roll her hips. I trailed my hand up her torso and tweaked her hard nipple between my thumb and index finger. After running her tongue over her fangs, she pressed her palms into my chest and began to bounce up and down furiously on my cock. I closed my eyes tightly, listening to her satisfied moans and the rhythmic smacking of her damp skin on mine. She turned her slender back to me, never breaking our union. I almost came as I watched the line of her spine dip and rise sexily as she worked me over. I silently prayed that she didn't notice that my fucking toes were curling. I massaged her ass, separating her cheeks and planted a well deserved slap here and there as I watched myself disappear inside of her. After a few minutes of allowing her to control the situation, I couldn't fucking take it anymore! I sat up and got to my knees, switching us into a doggystyle position. My hands closed around throat as I began to fuck her tight little pussy from this new angle. "Keegan!" she screamed as I slammed into her repeatedly. I smiled as I felt the vibrations of her voice beneath my hands, "Just like that! Please do not stop! Do not ever fucking stop!" I pushed her face into the mattress with one hand as I rubbed her hard clit with the other. I felt her walls clench around my cock as she screamed for me to finish with her. I obliged, painting her insides with my hot cum. She collapsed to the bed and I kissed my way down her spine. I pulled myself out of her and pulled her into my arms. "I love you so much, Keegan," she whispered as I kissed her forehead. "I love you, too," I replied, "What do you say we let Mom keep the boys for the weekend?" "I think that is a great idea," she said, closing her eyes and relaxing into my embrace. It was nearly dawn and I soon followed her into a deathlike sleep. ~*~*~*~ [Ten Years Later] "Have you made your decision, yet?" Xander asked his brother. Blair had just finished getting ready for school before his brother jumped on his bed. "No," Blair said, simply. He saw no reason why his decision mattered so much to Xander. "Dude, you need to figure it out! We graduate in like three days!" Xander reminded him. Blair had been trying to come to a decision ever since their parents told them that they would turn them when they graduated high school if they wanted. It was a big decision, though, Xander didn't think so as much as he did. Hell, Xander never though as much as he did. "I know. It's just a big decision," he said, exhaling, "If we get turned, we'll never grow old, have children.. nothing." "Not true! Look at us...Mom and Dad are married with kids," Xander pointed out before touching his brother's shoulder, "I really don't wanna do this without you, Bro." "Fine," Blair sighed, running his hand through his jet black hair, "I'm in."