Thread: Forever Mine (Ava and Fates)

Alastairs soft lips pulled into a smile as she spoke with approval. Of course, it would be quite some time before his fledgling bride could undertake such an endeavor. But with an eternity ahead of them, there was no rush. Pending that time he would continue to guide her in this transformation helping her to grow stronger with each passing moon, until she was ready. Alastair could only imagine how powerful she would become, but he was all too eager to behold the beautiful queen of the night she would become. Indeed, he responded, smirking as she made mention of his capabilities, And even more so when that which I hold dear faces a threat. The words were true enough, though admittedly it had been a long while since he had someone actually worth protecting in his life. Yet Bella had changed all of that becoming his priority in all things from the moment his fangs pierced her delicate flesh. There was nothing he would not do for her now. That fact stood out all the more with her reassuring words. Alastair could only smile, his icy blue eyes seeming especially devilish as she returned his term of endearment. Even with how quickly she accepted his proposal, he never expected she could be so hastily accepting of everything else. He would have been lying if he said there was not a flicker of uncertainty when he felt the apprehension overtake her senses from claiming the lives of her meal. While it was a desirable quality, it was hard not to succumb to a little doubt after the failings of his past. But as Isabella was so keen to resolve, the past was dead and gone. Now was the time to look only to their future. And just like Alastair, Bella seemed all too eager to see it progress. His smile shifted into a roguish grin as she hinted at her desires. He knew all too well what she craved. As Maker and Prodigy, there was an inseparable connection between them. He could feel the fire in her blood, the excited tingling that caused her body to react to his every touch. And Alastair was none too shy about touching, his hands roaming across the smooth fabric that hugged her tight body. How could I ever forget? he teased, Ive suffered my own hunger from the moment you placed yourself before me. It had been difficult denying himself that sweet indulgence even then but now that his darling Isabella was properly fed, there was nothing to hold them back anymore. And he made that all too clear as his tantalizing lips resumed their assault though hed only managed the gentlest cup of a firm breast before she posed the question, and turned in his embrace. Alastair had little time to respond before she fed him the hungry kiss, which he was happy to oblige. Their tongues met in a soft dance which threatened to strike him with lightheadedness, while his hands instead found themselves clutching the tender meat of her ass instead. He was feeling positively wild by the time she pulled away, and the daring look in her green eyes only helped. We could he finally replied to her question. But like I told you, the night is ours. Why waste it? It seemed obvious Alastair thought home was much too far away as she found herself locked in another lustful kiss. Their acute senses were more than capable of warning them should someone approach, but the prospect of it happening seemed to matter very little to her new groom. His patient demeanor seemed to drain away as his hands clutched at the red fabric of her dress, and acting on her own urges as their deep kiss was soon broken from him pulling the dress up and off. Her suddenly exposed flesh did not feel the bite of the cold, but Alastair left her no time to contemplate it anyway. As soon as her dress hit the floor, he dived back in, his mouth briefly meshing with hers again before dropping down to pepper attention upon her exposed chest. His hands ran down the small of her back before firmly returning to her sculpted rear. He gave an approving moan against her mounds before retreating with a wicked expression, emphasized by the sharp fangs he now wore on clear display evidence of his excitement. His raven haired beauty was a sight to behold in nothing but her boots in undergarments the moonlight accentuating every delicious feature she had to offer. He couldnt help but feel a little over-dressed now, and so his fingers quickly worked loose the buttons of his waistcoat, adding it along with his shirt to the growing pile of articles. His chest bared, she could see how powerfully chiseled his form was. The adventurous, wild life he spoke of had clearly left him in the peak of physical condition making him an even more imposing specimen. He could only manage to remove his belt before succumbing to his need, closing the gap between them before she found herself locked in another of their lingering kisses. Passion built quickly, and before she knew it, Bella found herself hefted up, legs on either side of him as he turned them around, and laid her body out in the soft grass. Their senses would be haywire at this point the energies of the nature all around them colliding with the responsiveness of their sultry points of contact. It had a way of fogging his mind, even as he lowered himself over her, pressing his mouth into hers as a devious hand trailed down her front, and dipped beneath her black laced panties, seeking out her wet and wanting fold to tease.