Throughout the centuries Devian has walked in darkness, existing only to satisfy his need and greed for blood and power. Taking and destroying every female human in his path, desiring to remain faithful to none, until now, until Vita. This strangely captivating creature from the outer world, and he’s determined not to let Luther deprive him of the power he has over her now.

In her sleep, Vita feels an omnipresent hand caress her thigh, and she quivers.

Luther will not be undone by his eldest son, Devian, who seeks to overthrow his father, and usurp omnipotent power in the kingdom of darkness. The death of the innocent in the outer world has taken root in Devian’s heart, and he must have Vita by his side, with her own power to mesmerize, her skill he can use to restrain any and all of the undead that will stand against him to protect the kingdom of Luther.

Deeply entranced and unable to wake, Vita can sense, but not see the image that stands over her. She can feel in the touch of her thigh a craving, intent to take her, to make her know she belongs to the underworld, and that she must endure unrelenting consequences for her disobedience to Luther’s command to be his faithful bride only.

Yet, Luther’s undeniable love for this bewitching mortal only intensifies as he looks down at her sleeping, then slowly he pulls the sheet back from around her creamy pale body. As he gazes at her naked and magnificent form, laying there helpless before him, his state of arousal begins to grow hard against his thigh.

Without a word, he reaches with his right hand to caress her face, his fingers slowly move across her cheek to her succulent lips, as he brushes ever so softly against them, his fingers trailing down her neck, where his heart, so connected to hers allows him to feel her pulse from within her jugular as it begins to climb up and out of her soul to throb against his finger’s touch.

From her neck, Luther deftly follows the curve of her feminine peaks, one by one, as he bends to capture a tip in his mouth he gently takes hold sucking and nibbling until they become as hard as his own erection. Physically connected, now his tongue probes inside her mind as it becomes frenzied. Her body begins to burn and tremble as his mouth takes hers, and together they taste the world they will rule together.

In Luther’s mounting excitement his sharp and claw like nails tear at her skin as his heat compels him to continue his task to punish, and he sets himself upon her. Now that he has her in his grip his body quickly fuses with hers and he forgets his hatred of her betrayal, willfully he closes his mind to his anger and lays her open, his firm and muscular body eager to take and break her will.

Sensing her entrapment in her dream state subconscious, Vita tries to escape, to close herself off before it’s too late. Instinctively she knows the man behind the power she feels surging through her prostrate body. Squirming, she pushes against him with both hands, but he holds her still with his legs, he’s strong and determined, pinning her delicate hands with his as he stares into her face, her intuitive eyes are now wide open as he moves his body skillfully allowing his throbbing member to push against her strength.

Searching for the deepest part of her, her inner self he can master with each maddening but skillfully aimed movement he finds her, and with one hand free he guides his manhood into her soul, watching the look in her eyes as her body gives in to the pulse of his skin between her bewitching lips, dripping to meet his control.

Silently he takes her, never looking away, always intently focused in her eyes as he claims his victory. Slowly, he pushes inward and even slower he pulls away, softly he probes her exterior cleft with the head of his massive relentlessness covered in the milk of her passion. He makes her hunger after him until she involuntarily moves her hips upward, searching for him, begging him to return and claim her.

Luther, knowing her thoughts, boldly violates her, this time with such force that rocks her, over and over, again and again, he drives his fire deeper and deeper into her depths until their bodies and minds in unison explode as he implants his power firmly into her weakness.

As she remains beneath him, Luther’s subdued anger turns to satisfaction as she becomes his, right then and without a word, Devian has met his match.

Or has he?

Copyright © Athena Rose 12/05/12

You are really nailing this Athena! Keep up the awesome work!

Thank you, Sinner, as always you inspire me..