Chapter 1 - Don't Leave Me

"I...Ivan.." moaned a female soft voice, a deep moan followed shortly after. The male's hands ran over the girl's nearly flawless skin rather seductively. Quivering gaspes escaped from her faint rosey lips as Ivan's hips gently thrusted into hers, as if the woman below him was a fragile rose. "Felicia..." whispered Ivan, his violet eyes disappearing as his eyelids closed in pleasure. His body leaned over Felicia, his thrusts never stopping. Goose bumps emerged on her skin where Ivan's cold breaths sighed. Small moans escaped from the male's lips as his hands gently grasped Felicia's erected tits, massaging them some. His body got even closer to hers, his hips gaining some speed as his shaft pushed deeper into her. A louder moan of pleasure emerged from her mouth. Her hands running over his arms covered with battle scars.

Her fingertips traced some of the scars on his upper arms as the light blond haired male's licked her hard nipple lightly. His tongue retreated back into his mouth as his lips pressed against Felicia's fair skin, slowly kissing up her chest. When he reached her neck, his teeth grazed the flesh before biting her gently and lustfully. Finally, his lips made its way up her jaw line to her cheek then to her lips where he planted a passionate kiss. The girl's fingers ran through his hair as they drowned in their affectionate kiss. Pink tints glazed over the woman's cheeks.

Instantly, his shaft pushed deeper into her as his hips moved back and forth more quickly than before. Felicia let out a gasp as she felt Ivan's length pound into her more roughly. Her eyelids drooped in pleasure, her breathing getting more shallow as Ivan continued to pound into her. Their moans getting more louder and louder as the pleasure increased. The female's body started to twitch, as she began to reach her climax. Felicia's moans become louder until they turned into exclaims of great pleasure. She arched her back, eyes rolling back into her head. Her hands gripped at the maroon silky bed sheet below her tightly as Ivan continued to ram into her.

"Ahh! I...van!" she moved with him, in time with the rough thrusts of his length. They were reaching the end, their breathing getting heavier and quicker. They slipped into each other's bodies, embracing each other as they drowned into their erotic pleasures. Ivan's lower regins tightened and he bit down on his lips. Moans intensified as Ivan's length twitched and pulsed some within his lover. Felicia's eyes widened as her body explosed with intense pleasure, chills of thrills shivering up her spine.

Their bodies went limp, Ivan's muscular arms wrapped around the girl as he laid onto the bed on his side. He pulled Felicia to his chest, her ear listening to Ivan's heart beating like a jack-rabbit. Their breath heavy, Felicia buried her face into Ivan's naked scarred chest. "I love you, Ivan." whispered Felicia. A small peaceful smile appeared on his face as his embrace only tightened around her, his lips pecking a soft kiss on her sweaty forhead.

WHAM! The dimmed room instantly got brighter as a door opened, letting in some light. "Well, well what do we have here?" a voice sounded out. Ivan's head looked up, his eyes instantly changed into that of a killer. The girl abruptly sat up, embarrassed as she tried to gather up the silk sheets to cover her naked body. "What a beautiful thing It's a shame to let you be around a piece of a ugly mess." said the figure, obviously referring to Ivan.

"Guards! Take her away, we're going to take over this city, kill the men and kidnap every women to be our slaves." ordered the man. Without a hesitation, two men grabbed Felicia by the arms. Ivan leapt up from the bed, throwing a punch to a guard's face, instantly knocking him over. "Give her back to me!" roared Ivan. More and more men entered the room, outnumbering Ivan within seconds. Ivan, however, blinded by anger and fury, did not give up. He continued to throw punches wildly at every man that came near him. The end of a sword's hilt smacked into Ivan, sending his body down to his hands and knees.

Felicia gaped in horror, unable to help in any way as the intruder's guards swarmed around her. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she watched her lover battle. This man was powerful. She knew this for no one had beaten her Ivan like this before. Ivan looked up at the stranger, breathing hard. "W..Who are you?" asked the male. A smirk flickered across his pale face as he stepped out into the light, exposing his appearance. His silver strands swayed with each movement. His crimson eyes looked down at the male with disgust. The stranger was nothing like Ivan. His skin was flawless, his clothing were exotic, resembling a prince, no a King.

The smug smirk was still plastered on his face. "I am Gilbert, a god of power and strength. This empire is now mine." Ivan nearly growled under his breath. He loathed this man who just had taken everything from him with ease. His heart beat quickened, finding strength within him. Within a flash, Ivan's hand reached out and snatched a sword from a guard's hand, using his knee to deliver a knock out blow to the man's stomach. The guard groaned as his grasped his stomach and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ivan whipped around to face the so-called god. "You will never take this land and you will never win against me." said Ivan, his sword aimed at the white haired man. Ivan took a lunge at Gilbert, the blade passing by his head as he side-stepped, but Gilbert was almost too late. The sharp blade had skimmed his cheek. Crimson red blood slowly dripped out from the wound. The god's fingers reached up to his cheek, the digits touched the warm liquid. He looked at it, the smirk gone. It was as if he had never seen his own blood.

Now Ivan smirked. "You are no god. Gods cannot be harmed by weapons on man. See you bleed." said Ivan. "I am a god. You know nothing! You are nothing more than a minuscule creature beneath my boot!" growled Gilbert. With that, he pulled out his sword and charged at Ivan, anger swelling up within him. No one has ever dared to wound him, let alone touch him. Ivan brought up his sword, deflecting Gilbert's hit with ease, his torso tensing up.

Ivan pushed forward, using pure strength to overpower Gilbert. The man had no time to plan his next attack as Ivan brought back his arm across his chest and swiped his stolen blade across, aiming to slice Gilbert's neck. Gilbert gracefully bent his knees, avoiding the swing. For a split second, Ivan caught a glimpse of Gilbert's cheek.

The wound was gone. Ivan froze in his tracks, was Gilbert really a god? His cheek looked as if Ivan had never cut it. Was this a dream? Gilbert took his chance and swung his sword upward. His sharp edge made contact with Ivan's chest, leaving a deep gash in his wake. Ivan's violet orbs widened as his body heat fled, leaving him feeling numb. He felt so cold. So lonely. A helpless scream pierced the air. Felicia's eyes filled up with tears as her arms hugged herself tightly. She bit her quivering lips, trying to not make any more sound. Her tongue tasted the iron crimson liquid as her teeth pierced her lips.

Ivan's eyelids slowly drooped as if he was tired, his knees weakened and buckled out underneath his weight. Black crept into his vision, the image of the smirking man slowly faded before him as he hit the ground, now unconscious.

Whimpers emerged from the girl's mouth as the guards around her began to fondle and run their hands over her naked body in triumph. More tears fell on her cheeks as she huggled herself even more tightly, trying to squirm out of the guards' grasps. Gilbert smirked at Ivan, who now laid on the ground face down, blood pooling from his chest. He knew he haven't quite killed him yet. "Leave him to suffer, he doesn't deserve death." said Gilbert, dusting of the dirt off his shoulders. His smirk disappearing from his face as his crimson eyes laid upon the guards who were violating Felicia.

Scowling, he rammed his blade into the nearest guard, life draining from his eyes as blood spurted out of his guts. Gilbert grabbed the second guard's hair, his fingers wrapped tightly within the guard's hair. He pulled the victim toward himself forcibly and drove his sword into his side, breaking his ribs and piercing his vital organs. Then Gilbert pulled it out, placing the wet bloody sword against the victim's neck where Gilbert quickly pulled the sword toward himself, beheading him. Gilbert's hand held the bleeding head as the corpse in front of him fell to the ground with a sickening thud.

"Stay away from her, she's mine now. Anyone touch her you join these two guys." said Gilbert, referring to the two dead twitching bodies on the floor. He threw head of to the side with disgust, wiping his blood stained hands on the blanket nearby. His blood red eyes looked up to the teary eyed Felicia. He walked over to her, his fingertips lightly tracing her jaw line. His thumb wiped away her tears. "You you bastard. Ivan is going to kill you." Felicia spat, hatefully. Gilbert made no sign of hearing the loathing words. "Tears and blood doesn't suit a woman as beautiful as you." whispered Gilbert onto her ear, his tongue licking her cartilage seductively, making her shudder in displeasure.

His lips pressed against the her's rather lustfully, treating her rather gently. Then his tongue licked up the dried blood from her lips. Felicia's eyes widened, then her hands roughly pushed against his chest, squirming away from him. "Get away from me you vile creature!" she screamed. Gilbert took a step back, smirking some. "Looks like you'll need a bit of training." chuckled Gilbert as he grabbed a piece of blanket.

"Here, cover yourself." ordered the man as he tossed the blanket to Felicia. As soon she wrapped the blanket around herself, Gilbert grabbed her rather roughly by her arm. "Let's leave boys. We got some more conquering to do!" yelled Gilbert as he dragged the female out of the door, the men following after him.

Ivan let out a painful moan, his eyes slowly opened. Felicia looked behind her and her teary golden orns met his violet ones. The girl's heart quickened, relieved that Ivan is okay and alive. The tears welled up within her eyes once again. Ivan opened his mouth, but he could not make any sound. His fingers twitched, trying to reach out to her. Felicia whimpered, still being dragged away by Gilbert. Her hand reached out behind her, tears running down her cheeks.

"IVAN!"