Catherine saw it end before it all started for her and Vincent, again. It was like reliving a nightmare except this time it was real. She knew how it was going to end and sadly there was no getting away from it. All the months of searching for him and effort she put in was all for not. In the end, after her long journey of searching for him, her Vincent was still gone.

Vincent, who? Catherine asked herself over and over. She sighed as she stared out the window and yet there he was. Vincent was sitting on the metal steps of the fire escape waiting for her just like he use to before he was captured. She couldn't escape him and a part of her didn't want to but she had to. Correction, she needed to. Vincent was no longer the man she fell in love with or the beast she once knew. He was a different man but still handsome as hell. And the beast, so bad but damn, he pulled it off so well especially in his black leather jacket and mysterious honey eyes.

##

His lips hover over mine as he search my eyes for something. For what? I'm not sure. Reasons or doubts? I was in this. All in. I nod my head as I wrap my arms around his shoulders and neck. I run my fingers through his hair and nod my head in answer. I wanted him, all of him.

"Kiss me," I whisper. At least, I think I did. My heart was racing too quickly for me to notice much else other than his lips on mine.

In that moment it was if time stood still. Our moment finally happened. I finally felt his lips on mine. His kiss was soft yet sure. I breathe him in and press my lips harder on his, hoping to feel more of him. The tip of his tongue parts my lips and I quickly oblige as I move mine to meet his. The sweet taste of his tongue already has me addicted to his kiss. I want more. I need him like I've never needed anyone before and he senses it. He knew it before I did. He's my sweet addiction. One, I hope to never rid off.

I run my fingers through his hair and taste more of his kiss as his tongue collide with mine again. His hands roam my body, slithering underneath my clothes as he greedily marks his territory with large hands wanting more and lips that I can't get enough of. His touch is light as his fingertips dance on my skin like a skilled ballerina. I feel him all over my body, his fingers expertly exploring as if he knew exactly where I wanted him to touch me. Everywhere. I wanted to feel him everywhere.

I can't get enough of him. I need to feel more of his touch. I tangle my fingers in his hair and pull him closer to me as I taste his kiss on my tongue. He steadies my trembling body against his as he wrap his arms around me and pulls me closer. His kiss has me rooted down, holding me still as my heart pounds against my chest.

Panting, he releases me but not for long. Golden eyes hold me close as it wanders over my body. I can feel him undressing me with his eyes but he doesn't move. He just stares. Vincent takes my hand and holds it between his. "Do you trust me, Catherine?"

"Yes." A million times over. "With my heart and with my life, Vincent."

"I need to hear you say it, Catherine. Tell me what I want to hear."

"I'm in love with you, Vincent Keller," I say nervously. I watch for his reaction. He gives me a stare. One, I've seen often before. I can recall all the times he felt so insecure with what he is and how much he truly means to me. "I'm in love with all of who you are," I say more confidently as I raise my hand to his cheek and feel the scar on my palm. "I've always been in love with you."

"As have I. Catherine, I've been in love with you ever since the night I first met you. I haven't been able to get you out of my head. I've tried so many times to walk away but every time I did I felt something pulling at me and drawing me back to you. Watching over you all these years, all I ever wanted to do was talk to you and get to know you. I kept hoping that you would look at me and see me."

"I'm sorry it took nearly a decade to see you but now you have all of me, Vincent. I promise."

His eyes never waver and the glow of it only makes him more mesmerizing. He doesn't have to say anything. I know exactly what is on his mind. He lets go of my hand and pulls me back towards him. "I love you, Catherine," he says before pressing his lips on mine again. This time something was different. I feel his teeth on my tongue as he softly bites it as if to prove to me that he was in control. I knew then that he was Vincent, man and beast. Most importantly he was my beast.

Surely, the man knew what he was doing as he dictates my body with his hands but I crave more than his fingers on my body. I need to feel more than just his touch and his kiss on my skin. I want to feel his body on mine as we finally merge together as one heart and soul, uniting more than our bodies. There was always more to our connection and no matter how much we both tried to deny it, somehow we always found each other.

Vincent lower his lips on my neck and I feel my knees trembling as he bury his hands in my hair and tangle his fingers in them. "Catherine," he tugs on my hair and nips on my ear with his fangs as he kisses me more aggressively.

"Vincent," I moan out loud. I can't take much more teasing as he continues to kiss my neck, jaw, and lips again.

He pauses. I can feel him smirking against my lips. I open my eyes and find golden eyes staring into mine. He couldn't possibly look any sexier but he did as his fangs made an appearance behind that wicked smile of his. He makes it look so effortlessly and damn those hands of his that are very determined to knock me off my feet as rough fingers crawl on my skin and chase my racing heart.

"Catherine," he whispers against my lips as his fingers trace the outline of my bra. He tugs it down, releasing my breast and I whimper as he softly draw circles on my nipple. "I want you as much as you want me. I can smell it, your fragrance. It's as sweet as you are," he says without missing a beat as his other hand release my other breast and with large hands caress and tease them until both of my nipples harden against his palms.

I bite my bottom lip to keep myself from screaming in pleasure. It's been so long since someone has touched me this way and I didn't want it to end so soon.

"It's okay, honey. Let go," he says with much confidence and ease as his fingers continue to pleasure my breasts. "I want to hear you," he whispers and gently bites my bottom lip with his fangs. "Let go," he repeats as he tugs and pulls on my sensitive and hardened nipple with his rough fingers.

"Vincent," I whimper helplessly against his touch and it only ignites something deep within him.

He wants more. I can see it in his eyes. His golden eyes flare and glows steadily as he stares at me. I nod my head, giving him what he wants from me. He gives me a quick kiss before releasing my breasts and carries me off the floor. I immediately wrap my legs around his waist and hold on to him as he makes his way across the apartment. A part of me long for his touch and kiss but I know there is more awaiting us in my bedroom.

"I want to give you everything you desire."

"You. Just you, Vincent," I answer.

"You have all of me, Catherine."

"You promise?"

"Now and always," he answers.

##

"Catherine," Vincent called in that deep, husky voice she found sexy as hell causing her body to tremble. "I remember," he said as he looked at her from the other side of the window. "Not all but I remember us," Vincent tried convincing her as he pleaded with a strained voice that was very familiar to her. It sounded like the man she once knew. The Vincent Ryan Keller she fell in love with months ago, beast and all, even with the insecurity he felt as a man who didn't feel worthy and the beast, who thought it was impossible to be loved. She loved him then and even now she still believed that deep down the Vincent Keller she knew was still deep within him but the only thing she had of them were memories.

##

I can feel his kisses everywhere on my body, intoxicating me as he strips me off my clothing. One by one my clothes come off without hesitation on my part and I didn't dare disobey his hands and lips as he kisses every inch of my naked body. I wilt underneath him and give in to the temptation.

"Beautiful," I hear him whisper before covering my breast with his mouth as he covers the other with his hand. I feel my concentration waver as the pleasure takes over my body. I succumb to his mouth and hand that did all it can to my breasts as he take turns licking, sucking, tugging and pinching. I couldn't take much more and he was enjoying my reaction.

"Vincent," I moan as I run my fingers through his hair. I give it a pull as I feel his teeth graze my nipple.

"Yes, hun?" he looks up at me for a second then moves on to my other breast and softly place kisses around my sensitive nipple before covering it with his mouth.

I arch my back and push it towards him as he begins to suck and bite at my sensitive nipple. "Vincent, please," I beg. For what exactly, I wasn't sure. The pleasure I felt was overwhelming but I need more. I want more. "Vincent," I tug on his hair as I give in to another orgasm.

"In due time, love," he slips his hand in mine and kiss my lips. "Soon, I promise. There's one other thing I want to do first."

"What's that?"

"Taste you," he says.

##

"Catherine," Vincent said and pulled her away from her daydream. He searched her eyes for answers but found nothing but a blank space in her gaze. "I'm here because I want to be," he stepped closer to the window and stared at the woman he once loved. For a moment his memories showed him the value of his life and the meaning he once cherished with all of his heart. "Catherine, I remember us."

Oh, how she hoped that it would be enough but it no longer was. His memories didn't return the Vincent she lost months ago. They transformed him to something far worse than a beast and deep down she knew it would be a while until he came back to her. "I've waited so long to find you but all you've done is use me and break my heart." Catherine stepped closer to the window and stared at it. In it she saw her reflection and saw an image she did not recognize. For months she let herself go and worried only about finding him and the men that took him. The impact of his loss was more than she could deal with and it consumed all she had left in her.

##

"Stay here, love."

I try to protest but the glare in his golden eyes halts me from moving off the bed with him. It's unfair that I was already naked and he is still dressed from head to toe. I look at him and search his eyes but I know he is well in control and this is how he want things.

"Patience," he bends down and kiss my lips. "Trust me, this is difficult for me as well. All I want is to be inside of you right now and make love to you but I know the wait will be worth it," he says as he stares at my naked body and I follow his eyes as he makes his way down. The glowing of his eye brightens and my body contracts at the soft touch of his fingers. "You're always worth it, Catherine. All those years, I always kept hope that someday you would see me," his says in a deep and husky tone as his fingers follow the contour of my body. "And you did. Nothing was more frightening than the thought of hurting you," he pauses at the scar above my breast, which I received from a suspect who shot me while I was on my way to find him after I doubted our relationship and how much he meant to me. "I promise to never hurt you again. I love you," he says before kissing my lips.

"I love you, too."

##

Catherine peered up from the haze of tears and met his eyes. "I remember us," Vincent pleaded again but she only saw past him and the darkness that consumed him. He was no longer the Vincent she loved and would do anything for. Everything she gave up was all in vain as she looked at the new man that stood in front of her. The Vincent Keller she fell in love with never returned from his captors. They made him into something more than a beast. He was crossing the line far too many times and she was afraid that he would never be able to find redemption in all he has done in the past few weeks as he killed other beasts.

Catherine opened the window and stared at him as a stranger would. "We never lied to each other before and now our relationship is filled with nothing but lies. I can't keep doing this with you. I can't. It's over, Vincent." And once more she let him go as she shut the window and locked it as they stood on opposite ends.

"This isn't over," Vincent said as he stared at her with his golden eyes. "It will never be over between us."

Catherine picked up her shawl from the bed and left her room, leaving him behind as he watched her walk away again. Tears pricked her eyes as she remembered who they use to be, before he was taken and before he actually became a monster she no longer recognized.

##

It's sweet torture watching Vincent remove his clothing piece by piece. He takes his time and did so with confidence and keeps his glowing gaze on me as he tries to keep the beast at bay. I can see just how close he is to the surface. Oh, how it would be if Vincent freed the reins!? I lick my lips and squeeze my legs together as I feel my body clenching at the thought of us without restrictions and fear.

"Vincent," I moan as I lower my hands to where I need his touch. My body iss aching for a release and I can't wait any longer.

Vincent shakes his head and I pout at him. "Not yet, hun." The man is going to torture me to death if he keeps taking his sweet ol' time. He walks around the bed while still wearing his jeans. He pauses at the foot of the bed and stares down at me. "Come here," he gives me that stare and I know not to disobey him.

I sit up and crawl towards him. I can see the enjoyment flashing in his eyes. I lick my lips as I keep my eyes on his and move slower. Two can play this teasing game.

"Beautiful," he whispers.

I smile at him as I reach the foot of the bed. Up close I can see the blue veins forming on his body and I follow it down to his jeans where it barely hides his erection. I look up to meet his eyes and I knew then what he wants from me. He was saving this part for me and my lust for him took control of my body.

I kneel down in front of him and study his naked torso. Even with his scars, his body was built with perfection. From his muscular biceps and chest to his well sculpted abs. I lick my lips and trace the blue veins form on his neck and down to his chest. I drag my nails around his nipple causing him to moan.

"Catherine," his voice is coarse. I can hear the beast rising as I drag my nails slowly around his nipple again but I know he wants more than just my touch.

I lean over and place my mouth over his hardened nipple and start to suckle on it the way he did mine. I sense his pleasure rising, so I search for his other nipple with my hand and start to tease it with my fingers. I take turns with each one, sucking and tugging with my mouth as I tug and pull with my fingers.

I lower my lips to his abs, kissing and licking each formed square as I make my way down to his jeans. Stopping at the hem of his jeans, I place my hand over his bulge and massage it. I move my hand slowly and feel how huge he is. He makes a purring sound as he undo his jeans and remove it along with his black boxer brief. He steps out of them and moves closer to me.

I stare at his member that was jutting up. He is much bigger than he felt and it surely is nothing I experienced before. He leans forward and place the tip of his erection on my lips. I place my hand on his shaft and stroke slowly as I lick the head clean. I move my tongue around and run it underneath his shaft causing him to moan. I open my mouth and take him in as he thrust his hips. I move my hand with his thrusts and take more of him each time. I tighten my hand around him as we continue to move together. Thrust, stroke, and lick as he fills my mouth.

"Hun...more," he places his hand on the back of my head and push it forward as he thrust his hips toward me. My eyes burn as he buries himself further and I feel my throat constrict around him as I moan. His pace quickens and I clench my hands on his back as I pull him towards me.

I want more. He senses it and gives me what I need. He thrusts deep within my mouth and continues to move in and out slowly.

"I'm coming, love," he looks down and our eyes meet. He moans as his release takes over his body and I savor the taste of him filling my mouth. He pulls out slowly and surprisingly he is still hard. He leans down and kiss my lips. "Lie down."

I crawl back to the head of the bed and lie down. He spread my ankles apart and kneels down on the edge of the bed. His glowing eyes sweep over my body as his erection stands tall.

"Look what you do to me, love."

I stare at him and lick my lips. My lust for him is insatiable and I can't wait to feel him inside of me.

"You smell so good. Sweet," his eyes flash golden once more.

I can feel the heat of his hands on my legs as he makes his way up to my thighs. His lips follow closely as he kisses every inch of my legs from ankles, calves, and knees. He squeezes my thigh with large hands as he buries his head between them.

I feel his warm breath and the anticipation is making my heart race. His fingers spread my folds and he enters me in one quick thrust. He slowly move his fingers in and out as he kisses me. I feel his lips all over me as his tongue taste all he wants and everything I am willing to give. I start to lose control as he begins to suck on my sensitive nub as his fingers thrust in and out quickly.

He wags his tongue back and forth quickly over my clit and it nearly sends me over the edge again. I clench my fists around the sheets as he continues to pleasure my body. He removes his fingers and replaces it with his tongue. He thrusts his tongue inside of me and move it around as his fingers pleasure my clit.

"Honey, I'm coming," I arch my back and push his head down. I need more of him.

I feel him smiling as he kisses my thigh and once more thrust his fingers inside of me as his lips make its way back to my pulsing nub. He covers it with his mouth and starts to suck on in it as he continues to move his fingers inside of me.

One after the other, another wave of orgasm takes over my body. "Hun...Vincent," I moan as he continues to pleasure me.

I eventually come back down but feel another intense sensation as he kisses his way up my body. His soft lips and tongue leaves a trail on my stomach as I watch him. He pauses and takes his time with my breasts. He licks and sucks my nipples until they are hard and sensitive as my clit.

I pant breathlessly and stare at his glowing eyes. Blue veins continue to form on his body and I know just how close the beast was. A smirk form on his lips and without hesitation he places his fingers on my lips. I can smell my scent on them and I know what he wants. I open my mouth and he thrust his fingers slowly. I begin to suck on his fingers and his eyes turn brighter. I smile as I remember how good it felt to have him inside my mouth and how much pleasure it gave him as he came.

"Enough," he bellows and remove his fingers.

"Let go, Vincent. I trust you."

He shakes his head but his body says otherwise. I feel his tip penetrating my entrance. I arch my back and in one quick thrust he fills me to the hilt. He is much bigger than earlier and the look on his face is altering.

"I love you," I kiss his lips. "All of you."

"I love you, too."

There is something beautiful about the way he looks. His rough cheeks soften the glowing of his eyes and I feel all the barrier between us disappear. For the first time we are truly one. One heart, body and soul.

He thrust his hips, moving in and out as I arch my back, meeting his pace. I crave more of him. I need to feel all of him but he's still holding back physically. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him closer as he thrusts inside of me but it isn't enough.

"More," I beg him.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't. I trust you," I tell him as I stroke his cheek. "I can handle it."

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

He hesitantly pulls out and pauses. A wicked smile forms on his lips and I see fangs peeking out the corner of his mouth. He straddles my torso and points his erection towards my lips. I open my mouth and he thrusts his hips until he fills my mouth. He moves in and out as I moan around him.

He pulls out again and backs away. Within seconds I was lying on my stomach as he flips me over. He pulls my hip towards him and in one quick thrust he is deep inside of me again. I couldn't see him but I know this is what he truly wants. His thrusts is quick and precise as he buries his self deep within me each time. I feel every inch of him as he moves in and out of me. Each thrust sends me to ecstacy but I still want more.

"I'm coming," I say breathlessly.

He presses his chest against my back and holds me close as he thrusts inside of me. He wraps his arm around me and starts to pleasure my clit with his fingers. There is something loving about it in a lustful and primal way. Somehow it feels natural making love this way. He pulls me closer and rocks his hip back and forth as he rams his body against mine, filling me to the hilt with every thrust. I move with him, pushing my hips toward him as I try to meet his pace. He moves deeper and thrusts harder, filling me with every long inch of his erection.

"Fuck, hun...Vincent...coming...again."

He dig his fingertips on my waist and rams our body toward the headboard. I lean against it for support as he continues to rock our bodies together as his thrust deepens inside of me. Every long and hard inch of him pulses inside of me as he releases with his orgasm.

"Catherine...coming," his moan comes out as a roar and I take pleasure in it as I come with him.

He finally slips out off me and he pulls me down on the bed with him. He places my exhausted body on top of his. "Thank you, hun, for believing in me."

"I'll always believe in you. I know that you'll always come back to me."

"I promise," he says and kiss my lips. "I love you, Catherine."

"I love you, too." I close my eyes and fall asleep in his arms.

##

Catherine stirred in her sleep and woke up from her dream. It was so long ago but it felt like it was just yesterday when they were happily in love but her Vincent was nowhere near in sight. She sat up and noticed that she was still wearing her dress from the case she worked earlier that night. After the emotional roller-coaster night she fell asleep after Vincent left the fire escape. She glanced around her dark bedroom and found the window slightly open. From the corner of her eye she saw something. Next to her, on her pillow was a red rose and a note. She picked up the rose and read the note.

"I never break a promise. I will find my way back to you. Love, Vincent."

Vincent stood across the building and watched her from rooftop as he did before he was taken from her. His golden eyes found hers and he smiled at her as he saw the rose in her hand.

"I love you," he read her lips.

"I love you, Catherine."

The end.