Lizzie woke slowly and rubbed her eyes as she looked around her sleeping chamber. She was alone when she sat up on the side of her bed. Her door was still wide open like she'd left it the morning before. She pushed her hair out of her face and put her head into her hands. "He left, He left and didn't do anything." She said quietly to herself. She was confused and the emptiness left her feeling numb again. She refused to cry anymore. She didn't have anything left, She was starving herself and her hunger was becoming a physical pain that nearly drove her to madness. She stood and paced back and forth in her chamber. Her petite body shook as she dug her nails deep into the palms of her hands trying to maintain her usually rock solid control. She had to make herself eat or she knew she'd succumb to the hunger and attack someone.

She looked at her open door then down the hall that went up to her bedroom. She walked slowly to the lift half expecting Victor to pop out of the shadows. She opened the door slowly and peeked around it before stepping out into her bedroom. She was alone. Victor's shirt was still on the floor by her bed and his scent filled her lungs as she picked it up. She closed her eyes and held it to her chest as she inhaled it.

A startled yelp echoed off the walls of Lizzie's bathroom when she opened the door. A large clawed hand wrapped around her delicate neck. Victor pushed her face into the wall and pushed his thigh between her legs pinning her body between himself and the wall. "Did you really think we're going to end like that little girl?" His claws dug into her soft skin and his deep voice made her shiver. "You think you get the last say in all this?" He yanked her around and pushed her over the bathroom sink. He held her down with one large hand between her shoulder blades. His claws sank into her back as he sliced her short silk nightgown off her small body. He watched her blood seep down her pale skin from the deep gashes he gave her. He knew she was more than able to stop him if she wanted too. She was quite literally one of only a handful of women on earth that could hurt him. She could rip him apart should she choose too. He knew exactly what she was capable of doing. He'd been on the receiving end of her anger.

"Your MY pretty little fuck doll." He viciously pushed his long thick cock into her. Her back arched when he pulled her head back holding a hand full of hair. He bit her neck and she moaned when her blood filled his hungry mouth. He roughly pushed her down again and ran his big hands over her cool pale body. "So beautiful, My pretty little fuck doll." Lizzie's feet left the floor with every brutal thrust. His grunts and growls filled her ears as her pleasure soaked body hummed with the feel of him between her legs. She came hard screaming his name, her body shook as he sunk his claws into the flesh of her hips. His vision blurred as he felt his pleasure building, pooling low in his belly. He felt her flutter around his throbbing hard cock as his claws dug deeper into her soft skin scraping her hip bones.

He pulled out of her unexpectedly and yanked her around pushing her on to her knees. His clawed fingers dug into her cheeks as he grabbed her jaw. "Take it." His voice was a deep growl. She took his large cock into her mouth with out a thought. His body was rigid needing to come. One small hand cupped his tight balls as the other dug her nails into his hip. He knew he would have choked her if she had needed the ability to breathe. Her small cool hand massaged his tight quivering sack as she relaxed her jaws and he pushed deeper into her mouth. "So beautiful." he was lost in his own pleasure. He was grunting and growling with barely audible words as he watched his long cock glide in and out of her pretty mouth. "Go'na come!" his hands where digging into her hair and scalp as his hips pumped into her willing mouth. Lizzie looked up and watched the muscles of his sculpted abdomen contract. Victor's thunderous roar of release was almost deafening. His big body arched over her, holding her to him as she took every last drop he gave her.

He picked her up and sat her on the bathroom sink when he stood up straight. His blood soaked hands were on the sink pinning her in place. His head rested on her shoulder as he came down from his blissful pleasure. Her small hands ran through his damp hair soothing him. He looked up and stared at her for a long moment before he bumped his head with her's in a feline sign of affection. He kissed her and she felt his lips move over her cheeks and felt his rough tongue clean the blood from her healed skin.

Lizzie felt one long finger slide between her wet feminine folds and she moaned as his sharp claw scraped her sensitive clitoris. "If you ever deny me what's mine again I'll make you beg me to feed you." His voice was deep and thick with the after glow of his orgasm. He pushed away from her a bit and cut his chest over his heart. "Take it baby, I know your hungry." She looked up at him and he watched her pale eyes start to glow. She closed her eyes as the aroma of his blood consumed her. "Can't hold back Victor. It's been too long." Her voice was a low whisper. When she opened her eyes he knew he was looking eye to eye with an apex predator, her small body was shaking with her need to feed. He cocked his head to the side and ran his thumb over her bottom lip."Take what you need Lizzie."

She snarled and was on him in a heartbeat. She'd pushed him and his back hit the wall hard. The sting of her sharp fangs was a welcome pleasure to him as he wrapped his big arms around her. The back of his head hit the wall as her soft female grunts and sucking sounds filled his ears. Her hands ran over his warm skin and down his belly to cup his heavy soft cock. She held his manhood possessively as she fed from him. His head started to spin and he tried to blink away the black spots in front of his eyes. She was taking more from him then she ever had before. He felt her body stop shaking and she relaxed into his arms. When she finely stopped he was struggling to stay on his feet. "Victor?" Her hands cupped his face and the panic in her voice was undeniable. "S'ok, I'll be fine." He said hugging her to his chest. "Just...Just give me a minute." He said sinking down the wall and pulling her with him. "Just need ta' set." He said groggily. She kissed his neck as he recovered. her hand ran over the hair on his chest as she spoke to him softly. "Sorry, I was so hungry. I...I needed it." His hand rubbed her back and his head was on her shoulder. "It's fine baby, just let me hold you for a while." He was still weak but he needed to feel her in his arms. Lizzie just snuggled deeper into him. It felt like hours had ticked by before either one of them said a word.

"Are we OK Lizzie?" Victor asked looking down at her. "We are if you are willing to be with me. I want us to be like we were before all this happened. I want to be happy again,with you. " He let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding. He kissed her then pushed her head back down on his chest. She smiled as the sound of his strong heart thumped in her ear.

"I'm not going to promise you I'll always be there when you wake. Because you know I won't. But I will promise you I'll always come back." She knew his gypsy soul would get restless and he'd have to go from time to time. But the reassurance that he would always come back filled her with a feeling of joy she hadn't had in a very long time.

"I'll always be here when you come back." She said smiling at him.

The End...For now...

I want to think everyone for reading this. I have a part 2 of this story running around in my head. When I hammer out all the details I'm going to post it. Thanks again! :) MV~