Tatum_Whispers

"Who are you, Sebastian?"

"I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?"

As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?"

"The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel."

Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a mortal woman. I can feel the hunger grow inside me, the pleasure building towards a peak. I pull her even tighter into my body. I can smell her arousal, and it only fuels me. The kiss is getting deeper and deeper with every breath that we take..........

For over two hundred years, the Vampire master, Sebastian Belmont, has been an intimidating presence, striking fear into the hearts of all who dare cross him. With an insatiable thirst for danger and supernatural power, he rules his empire with an iron fist, leaving a trail of bitter ex-lovers in his wake. But now, his path is about to cross with a young girl named Anastasia Santi, who, despite her strong will, always finds herself in need of rescue.

One fateful night, Sebastian takes things too far, setting himself on a new path towards a destiny that will lead him to confront all things that go bump in the night. But at the end of it all lies the ultimate sacrifice...He must give up his immortality...

Will he be willing to give up the one thing he values the most to achieve his legacy?

Craving Temptation: Love Of A Vampire

Sebastian is acting somewhat odd, he is under this impression that I hold a relationship of that more than friends with Zachariah. Now I am in no way or form going to put up with his accusations. So I bid Zachariah a good night and Bobby shall return to where he came. We all being satisfied that the problem has been taken care of. As for Sebastian, well, I do not care where he finds himself at the present moment. Whether he stays here or return home with me is purely up to him.

So I rise from my chair and politely ask the man if he will be riding with me. Well, I think I should have just refrained from speaking,

"Not that I particularly wish to share the same space as you, but by all means let's do."

"Sebastian, what is your problem. What seems to be the deal with your temper."

"Oh my dear, I am just slightly annoyed."

"More than slightly if you may ask me."

Tonight Will Be Your End