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

I have Breyden staring back at me with a rather ridiculous smirk on his face that I do wish that I could slap off. Now, what has the fool smiling so broadly that I do not know, but I am very sure that I shall soon find out?

But, before I can even get the opportunity to hear the words coming from his mouth, I am blessed with hearing the thoughts come from my beloved's mind.

Now, do I wish that I did not listen?

"Sebastian! What did I say about reading my mind."

"Well, my beloved, you are not thinking particularly softly at present. Now please say that again, and I wish for it to come from your mouth."

Breyden stands to make his exit from the room, but in one swift movement, I have him by the wrist, "Oh no, you don't. You are not going anywhere. Now tell me once again what the problem is."

"My dear friend, it is not a problem; it is a blessing."

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