He'd been following her for the past 3 years. She held on to her sweet baby, whispering sweet words in its mouth. If he was here and killed her, or even touched her baby with one dirty finger, he would pay… she would kill him with her own hands, no matter how much it cost.

She felt his footsteps and turned around, seeing him. His blue eyes looked at her, his stare was screaming sex. She swallowed. She'd fallen for those eyes more than once, she wouldn't do it again.

"Leave us alone." She screamed, holding her baby. Its little body started shaking with fear at she felt her mother's fear.

"Don't you get it? You can't win! I'll make love to you whenever I want to!" His eyes were smiling, they seemed to be getting larger, or else she was falling for them again… for those beautiful eyes she had looked into, they belonged to the only person she'd ever told "I love you", the only person that had ever made love to her, the only one that had made her feel…needed.

She still ran, though, the fear filling her body. He wasn't a Strigoi, yet he was way more dangerous than that. He was sexy, he was seductive…everything that a woman wanted was there – the romance, the watching a romantic movie, the hot sex on the couch because you got hot and heavy too fast to head to the bedroom… she knew, for she had experienced every single thing, knew how good and orgasm that Christian Ozera gave you felt… she had always imagined the ones he'd given her long after they stopped getting hot and heavy all over the house… long before the big bump on her stomach had gotten visible… long before she'd escaped with her unborn child… their unborn child…

She was afraid, but not of him. She was afraid of what she'd do if she got close to him. Of his reaction if she tried to get it going with him. She hadn't had any sexual pleasure for 2 whole years. For 2 years the only person that had ever been in her bed apart from herself was little Christina, her blue eyes always huge and filled with fear as her little chubby feet took her to her mother's bed, as she climbed underneath the covers and held on to the only person she felt safe with… the only person she had ever called family.

Little Christina held on to her mother, as though she understood that she had to keep quiet even though she was terrified. Her small body shook along with her mother's, and she was crying, leaning against her mother, keeping as quiet as she could, holding her mother's shirt with her tiny fingers, as though that would keep her safer. She must keep quiet, but oh… it was so hard to do it, and in that darkness that made her feel the world was so big, yet she was so small…!

"Rose….darling…you can't run away from me." Rose heard his voice so close to hers, she'd forgotten how fast he could be when he wanted to be – he could catch a woman, undress her and give her the orgasm she'd been dreading yet needing…he could do all of this in less than an hour. And Rose knew that was exactly what would happen if he caught her.

Before she knew it, two guardians had gotten in her way. She took her stake in one hand, but the guardians pushed and her baby against the wall, grabbing the little child, pulling her away from her mother.

"DON'T….TOUCH HER!" screamed Rose. Little Christina...she was everything to her mother…the only thing Rose had left to remind her of the peppery love she'd once had…still did deep into her heart.

"They won't hurt her. They'll just take her somewhere so…you and I can have some quality time together." He walked out from behind one of the buildings, his body still half-hidden by the shadows.

"I won't sleep with you even if you pay me!" she felt the anger fill her up. Who did he think he was a Sex god or something? No way would he use her. Yet…last time she'd felt him inside of her, it had felt good.

"I never asked for your permission did I?" Christian clapped his hands together once, and the guardians quickly left, taking wide-eyed Christina with them. Seeing his former lover's shock, Christian laughed quietly. "I'm not saying I'll rape you darling…but by the time I've made you all horny you'll beg me to keep on going…and I won't stop…just like I didn't last time…"

"Is that what it is?" her eyes were filled with tears. They were alone in the darkness and even after all that time she couldn't help but think that there was certainly some sexiness in this situation. "You fuck me and fuck me and fuck me until you satisfy me and then you leave me pregnant with a second child and all by myself?"

"Yes to the fucking, probably yes to leaving you pregnant, but…no to the leaving you part. That is…unless you decide to play the wild panther again, running away with my own child. Did you think you could just take her and take care of her, not telling her a thing about her father? I would have taken better care of her, Rosemarie." He raised his left hand and ran the tips of his fingers across her cheeks. She shivered even though she never meant to. His touch…it was barely anything, but damn it felt good!

"What do you want then? Her? I won't give her to you. She already loves me; she'll never manage without me."

"I don't want just her, you silly girl! I want both of you. I love you!" He whispered the last sentence and stepped forward, pressing her against a dirty wall.

He slowly placed his hands on her hips and pushed them close to his body, letting her feel how hard he really was.

"No…" she moaned, her lips parting. She wanted to tell him go get his fucking hands away from her, but her own body betrayed her…she shivered as he rubbed his body against her, while she remembered all the times spent in his bedroom…it had felt so good…

He slowly raised his hands, pulling them underneath her shirt. Touching the edge of her bra, he went down again, to her stomach, letting his hands slide up and down slowly. Her body shivered once more and her lips parted again to let out a moan that had escaped from their unwilling mistress.

He couldn't help but moan as well as he pressed himself closer to her. No matter how much he wanted to play with her, he did want her…he loved her.

"I love you…" he moaned as he felt his erection getting bigger the faster he started rubbing against her.

"No…you…OH!" She couldn't control herself and started moaning, since his hands had slipped underneath her bra, had started teasing her nipples playfully, hardening them. Why was he so good…so sweet, yet so fucking arrogant?

He unbuttoned her jeans quickly and they fell down to her ankles…now all that separated their bodies joining together was her panties and his clothing.

"I want you…so badly…" he moaned as he rubbed harder and squeezed her nipples. She moaned and pulled herself up, wrapping his ankles around his waist.

"Please…" her voice was barely a whisper, she felt like she was ready to let him inside her once more, even if it was in the middle of a street where anyone who passed could see them. "I need you…in me…"

And he was ready to do it, he really was! He pulled his hands away from her nipples and put one of them in between her legs, squeezing her through her panties. She groaned his name into his ear and screamed as he slowly started playing with her clitoris through her panties. Pulling his body away from her so that he could concentrate more, he left his hand on her clitoris and whispered in her ear:

"Are you sure you don't want me to just…."

"Fuck me!" She screamed as her body started vibrating. She was reaching her orgasm. "Please Christian, just fuck me NOW!"

His hand on her clitoris got faster as he unbuttoned her shirt as much as he could. He pulled one of her breasts out of the bra and started sucking on her nipple, his tongue going over the tip, his teeth gently, though hungrily biting it.

She was so close now and she could feel it! Her body hadn't felt better in 2 years now. She was finally getting the orgasm she'd wanted. She pulled her hair back, readying herself for the pleasure when…

He pulled himself away from her. Her breast back in her bra, her jeans were still on the ground but his hand was no longer on her clitoris. He ran his hands through his black hair.

"Fuck, you're hard to resist." His voice sounded almost like a moan. "Yet I have to…if I want to keep you."

He pulled her close to him, rubbed his body against her once more. She felt the heat return to her and smiled in the dark as his lips kissed her neck just barely. She pressed herself closer to him, getting ready for what she truly wanted…had wanted for such a long time…

And he pulled away again.

"You son of a bitch!" she whispered and spat at him, yet he moved too far away.

"How else would I keep you, my darling, unless I have the key to what you want? I have a theory that we both have the same destination – a locked door, to which you need the key, the key which I already have. I can already enter, yet it wouldn't be the same without you…so I have a choice – I can either enter at my own risk by myself or be disappointed, or I can drag you with me until you and I can open the door together. The key, of course, being letting you get all wet and pulling away, ending with a hot animal-like sex in the end…" he didn't finish.

"As for the door?" she asked, already frustrated. "What's behind the door?

"That remains to be seen…you'll find out only if you go back with me…after you go back to Christina as well…" with that he winked at her and quietly let her lose him in the dark.

"Christina…what about my child? Get back here, Christian Ozera! " She started chasing him, but in the dark she could not tell where he'd gone. "Get back here, you bastard!"

She heard him chuckle in the dark and he didn't stop, so she followed the sound…until she found herself right in front of her ex-boyfriend holding her child…their child…

I'm reposting this story, hopefully it will be more famous now. I've started re-writing it and hopefully, more people will enjoy. Please Review whether you liked it or not, you can give me some new ideas, tell me what I need to fix, or pretty much anything will be appreciated! Please note that this is my first fanfiction in a very long time!