As always kudos to SM for she is a goddess, and the creator of this Sega story... Though i feel the need to destroy their live any way possible, i mean it's okay... And always enjoy.. Yeah for being error free! thank you to my beta CSI-Girl1! Your truly a live savor!

Three-hundred and fourteen years early, South of France, 1692

When I first meet Azazel, he was Constable Alexander Wilkins of the town; it had been nearly sixty-two years since I've been in complete control over my powers. In ways I was still young and naïve at keeping them at bay, trying not to burn towns to the ground.

I was working as a maid to a wealthy family and I'd seen Alexander around town and noted how he looked at me, he knew me as Bethany Swan who worked with the Magallergs and nothing more. Even than he was beautiful in ways I'd never seen… especially an odd marking on his neck which interested me. I had an attraction to him but for a woman then to openly admit was very taboo; we would wait for the man to make his move.

One night after a town meeting, I had caught him staring at me, and me uncontrollably blushing like a normal girl. Instantly I felt drawn to him in ways I never expected before, I had never actually given myself to a man; I would only manipulate them into thinking that… But I wanted him like nothing before. Our starring contest went on for some months and a causally hello and goodbye, I felt like an idiot at times for not just saying anything else.

It had to been sometime in early spring when he finally came over during a town meeting and introduced himself. We continued to learn more about one another as if we were meant for one another, but deeply hidden away there was a part of him he was hiding and vice versa. We steadily grew closer together in coming weeks with some occasionally hand holding and a gentle kiss at bay. For the first time I was in love and nothing could bring me down, we enjoyed the out doors with picnics and that sort of thing.

Alexander and I were falling madly in love with one another. We'd only been together for a few months but it felt like forever. Things gradually started changing, little things at first and than noticeable differences in his attitude, had I done something to provoke him?

"Alexander, have I done something to provoke you to change your thought of me?

"Dearest Bethany, you have done nothing wrong it's I who has not been truthful with you in our time together."

"What wouldn't you be truthful with me?"

"The person you know me as Alexander isn't my correct name, truthfully I'm Azazel…"

"Azazel, as in the Fallen Angel cast out by G-d, for corrupting Mortal woman and seducing them and spreading wickedness upon the land?

"Somebody has been reading the Old Testament too much; don't you have anything better to do in life?"

"As long as I have lived, trust me I've read plenty about whom you say you are and more some. You're not the only supernatural thing here Azazel" I shot a smirk at his face, trying to make him guess about me, he turned to me and came closer to my ear, his warm breath radiated to my skin, I felt as it was on fire but it wasn't. He grew even closer and in a low voice he said "Witch?"

"Aren't we the clever one here, but you should know I'm no ordinary witch, neither by blood nor by you for that matter." I said in a sharp tone.

"I see that, than answer me this how than?"

"All I will say is it was a higher power beyond me or you…"

"Ha ha ha! Will you ever tell me?"

"I doubt that, but for now we can go about our lives and no one shall know what we really are, hopefully The Coven doesn't pursue me for telling you this… There not very big on mortals and other supernatural beings knowing witches exist." okay soI lied to him a little bit, he'd never know anyway. Yes The Coven had certain rules regarding mortals but other abnormal beings just weren't on the list. Why was I even hinting I was no normal?

"Your secret is safe with me Isabella, now we know one another better, so don't be offended by my next move…"

I got the feeling I wouldn't be taken back by his next move, gosh those hazel green eyes are memorizing, like there luring me into something unknown, but I want it…What is wrong with Isabella? He's a Fallen Angel who seduces witches… Snap the hell out of…. But I don't want too; he's doing something to me… I feel loved….Desired…So many centuries without love for that matter.

Before I knew what was going on Azazel's lips were crushing into mine, it was full of passion and heat. I was completely caught off guard and unable to process what was going here, his hands began to roam my body from back to my waist placing his hands around them. It was like I was under his spell or something of that matter… I knew I wanted him so badly… I couldn't concentrate on anything but him; how his body moved while kissing me how I rubbed up against him. I could feel his member pushing harder into me… It was driving me utterly insane and urging me to want more of him.

He picked me up bridal style and the next thing I knew I was somehow in a bedroom. I was placed on his bed with him standing in front gazing at me with his beautiful green hazel eyes piercing my skin; making me feel on fire. He began to unbutton his shirt but for heavens sake it took to long so I interfered and just tore it off using my powers, he stood there shocked but than he began to grin at me.

He moved closer to the bed and crawling over me pinning my arms to the bed and fiercely began kissing my neck, little by little small moans escaped under my jagged breath. Form my neck he moved to my breast gently cupping them through my dress, unknowing the next thing I knew I was in my undergarments. I was puzzled by when that had happened, his body lay over me and I could smell his aroma of sweat dripping from his neck slowly to his chest.

My hands moved from his long jet black hair to his back and further down. He gazed into my eyes and I could feel the earth below move every second he touched my skin. Slowly Azazel began to remove my undergarments now revealing my bare skin, with each touch of his hand only increased the burning sensation on my skin. There I lie on his bed, him hovering over me and slowly removing his pants, he gazed once more into my eyes I felt my heart increasing and the sensation to want him even more.

Somehow I wasn't myself in ways; I would have never done this with a man. He came closer to me now, kissing my lips ever so passionately and whispering in my ear,

"I want you Isabella, I need you, and I want to make you mine" he said to me in seductive whisper… I wanted him like nothing before. So with that I let him have what he desired.

Slowly I felt his member entering me, the sensation was unbearably but so pleasurable in unknown ways. Something I have never experienced, he began thrusting slowly into me, yes at first it hurt, but than mellowed out in calmness. I wanted more of him inside me, as my breathing became shallower and I whispered into his ear

"More Azazel, I want all of you inside of me, FASTER". With those words the thrusting grew even deeper into me. Our moans grew louder with each thrust; I could feel my body growing hotter by the seconds and than it happened…. The fire within me had escaped and I was consumed in flames, everything began to burn around us. Azazel did not stop and neither did I. In our final moments of our passion we had both reached our climaxes and the fire that surrounded us grew fiercer, consuming everything but we were no longer in the town.

After our lust of passion the fire subsided from me and thus our surroundings, we had been in the forest all of this time. It had been burned to the ground. After sharing this with Azazel I would do anything he had asked for me.

I would have died for him if I could and do what ever he wanted from me, but these are the things I'd latter be dammed for…