The next night, throwing open the mansion front door, Catherine waltzed into the mansion just as the light brightened the dark sky. The housemaids and the mansions footmen Catherine had commandeered after murdering the mansions original owners, followed Catherine in a half running pace. Catherine threw off the cloak covering her shoulders, then the long gloves that were up her arms, and removed the clips from her hair, letting her blonde hair fall long down her back. As the carriage pulled up to the mansion, Catherine felt the familiar tightness in her chest and blanket of warmth covering her body. She knew Arius was near. The clacks of her heeled shoes ricocheted off of the stone walls.
Coming face to face with the large wooden door of the library, Catherine threw it open and entered inside to see Arius crouched at the fireplace, feeding another dry log of wood into the flames. He wiped off his hands and turned to Catherine with a slanted smile. "I was wondering when ye'd be arriving." With the flick of her hand, Catherine sent the staff following her away. Then Bartholomew, bowed his head and closed the door behind Catherine as he exited, giving the vampire's their privacy. "Breaking and entering again, are we?" said Catherine, moving into the library. "I noticed Amon hasn't shown his face in some time. Ye two wouldn't've had a fallin' out, would ye?" Catherine smirked. "You ask as if it were your business, Mr McMyler." She says to him. "It's a deep concern of mine." Arius held a hand over his unbeating heart. "It's a dangerous and cruel world out t'ere, and I'd hate for ye to be taken advantage of." He tells her with a smile. "Because I am a woman?" She says sounding offended. "Precisely!" The slight arch of Catherine's brow rose.
Arius shook his head. "Nay, Lady Catherine ye mistaken me. It's because ye're a fine lass." He tells her. "Oh, because I am a woman and pretty?" Her expression stoned over with annoyance, once again finding this vampire aggravating. Arius' dark eyes glistened with aroused excitement. "I like it when ye get mad, Cat. T'a way t'a flicker of t'a fire brings out yer soul, It's breathtakin'." Catherine smirked and crossed over to the drink chart, pouring two glasses of the brown liquor in the decanter. "You are mistaken, Liam, I have no soul." Arius eyed her strangely, with a gliding smile across his face, as if he knew something Catherine did not and this annoyed the hell out of her. "T'at may be, but, ye're not immune," said Arius, earning a confused look from Catherine.
He stepped away from the fireplace, holding his hands behind his back. "Since becomin' a vampire, I don't feel much anymore. Most of t'a time, I feel angry. I'm angry at everyone in my past t'at gave up on me. I reckon, I did not give enough reason to put much stock in me, in the first place, but nonet'aless, I'm still wrecked wi' t'a thirst of revenge." Arius said as he slowly moved around her. Catherine folded her arms across her chest, seemingly terribly bored with this conversation. Arius stopped moving around when he faced her directly. He stood tall, towering over her. Catherine stared at him, still unsure where this conversation was going. She wasn't sure what she wanted more, to punch that devilishly handsome look off of his face, kiss him, or toss him into the blazing fire.
Violence and fierce desire waged war in her dead unbeating heart. "Feelin' emotions other t'an anger and desire, I never had t'at luxury. Not even when I was alive, until ye." Arius admitted, stunning Catherine where she stood. "For t'a first time in my life, I feel somethin', Cat. At first, it confused me and t'an it angered me. I felt a rage t'at I never felt before. I didn't know how to express it, so I tried violence," said Arius, explaining their last encounter which ended in a fight. "What I feel, it's only for ye. It's scary, and it's messy but, I don't t'ink I can be wit'out it. I can't be wit'out ye." Arius reached out his hand, cupping her cheek. "Liam, if this is one of your games." She says. "No, it's not." he said. "I know what it means now. I'm not angry at it." Catherine began to shake her head, realizing that he was very serious in his proclamation.
Catherine was torn by what was more of a surprise to her, Arius' admittance of his feelings for her or her desperate desire to tell him that she understands and feels the same. Both of his hands held her face, stopping her from pulling away from him. "Cat, what we have. What we can have goes beyond life and beyond death. What I feel for ye goes beyond lovers. It goes beyond any of t'at earthly human feelin', I can't explain it." Freeing her face from his hands, Catherine lifted her gaze to his face. "On the contrary, Liam, I think you are explaining yourself quite well." Catherine stares at him for what felt like an eternity. Neither of them moved an inch, terrified to make any slight movement in fear of spooking the other. They stare into each other's eyes. Suddenly Arius grabbed Catherine by the upper arms and kissed her passionately. She returns the kiss.
Their tongues break into each other's mouths, desperate to taste one another. The impassioned kiss seemed never ending until Catherine violently pulled back with a little noise of dismay, bringing her hand to her mouth. She stares at Arius, and he stares back, both panting needless breaths. "Cat, my feelin's for ye are as of now, not in question." Arius touched her cheek with the back of his forefinger. "It is how ye feel. I cannot spend the rest of eternity follows ye around hopin' t'at one day, ye might feel t'a same. Nor can I spend t'a rest of eternity tryin' to convince ye t'at ye and I belong together, lass. We do. We're a match in Hell." Catherine let out a small laugh, despite her confusion and jumbled emotions. Tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear, Arius said, "I will either have all of ye or none at all." Arius waited for a few minutes, hoping that Catherine would say something, anything, whether it be rejection or acceptance.
But she did not say a single word. Arius could see the wheels of her mind cranking as she quickly processed everything that was currently happening to her. But her process and acceptance was not quick enough for Arius, who had grown increasingly impatient. She turned her eyes to him. "I thought you hated me." Arius smiled, "Only in a passionate sort of way of not hatin' ye at all." He knew what he wanted. He had accepted this strange phenomenon of having very real human feelings for this complicated and beautiful demon. Not only that, but he had gone through the process of vengeful anger towards them until he had embraced it. Catherine's reluctant silence had screamed louder than anything she could have said in that very moment. "T'is is yer answer t'an? No answer at all." Arius cleared his throat and took the rejection in stride as he bowed his head. "Forgive me, madam, for takin' so much of yer time." He stood straight and began to step around her when Catherine reached out, catching his wrist.
Arius frowned, lowering his gaze to her hand on his arm. Slowly, he looked at her just as she moved to face him fully. With her other hand, Catherine reached up and pushed back the fallen strands of his dark hair out of his face and stepped close to him. Her hand slipped to the back of his head and lowered his head towards her. Catherine moved to the tips of her toes and covered her mouth with his own. They passionately kiss again. Arius brings his hands up to clutch her back, kissing her cheek and the side of her neck.
Catherine tilted her head back with a gasp. "I feel it. I feel it too." She said breathlessly as he kissed her. Arius withdrew his lips from her neck to look at her. Catherine swallowed and caressed his cheek. "It burns inside me, but I feel it." She says. "Good. Now we're gettin' somewhere." Arius crushed his mouth to hers. Stumbling backwards as they kissed, Arius' arm circled around her back, catching them as they fell back. He pinned her back against the stone wall. His tongue in her mouth, exploring every crevice. Catherine's hands slid over his shoulders to the front of his frock coat, opening it wider to push off of his shoulders. She then ripped open the waistcoat, unbothered by the small metal buttons hitting the wooden floor like marbles in all sorts of directions.
Her hands were next at the front knot of the cravat around his neck. Unraveling the knot of cloth. Arius lifted his head from kissing the curves of her breasts and pulled at the black and decorative expensive jacket. Catherine lifted her bright green eyes to his face. Unable to resist the look on her face, Arius kissed her again as he unfastened the front of her jacket then ripped open the croset with the same force she had shown his waistcoat. Helping her remove some of the lengthy layers of skirts waning her mobility, Arius continued to pepper her soft golden skin with gentle kisses.
Catherine untied the ribbon lamely holding his messy hair back. She had a desperation to bury her fingers into his dark mane of hair. "Arius." She moaned into his mouth, her hands wildly moving over his back and he pressed his growing erection against her, the layers of clothing between them doing nothing to hinder the intense desire they felt for one another. Catherine untucked the off-white shirt from his breeches and lifted it up his muscular body until it was fully over his head and tossed away. Arius' hands slid over her large shapely butt and down the backs of her thighs before he pulled Catherine's legs up so that she could wrap them around his waist. She immediately bucked against him, eager for any contact she could get. He pushed back, groaning as they rubbed against each other, mimicking the actions that would soon follow. Arius' mouth moved over Catherine's jaw and down the side of her neck, while she panted and moaned.
His hands slid up her long shift and found her damp crotch. Catherine gasped as Arius stroked her before his own animalistic desires got the best of him. Catherine's focus shifted to their mutual purpose and moved her hands down to Arius' waist to aid in getting his breeches open, while keeping her legs around him. With a bit of creative maneuvering, but they managed to get the breeches open enough for his erection to spring free. Catherine smiled in appreciation as she wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few slow strokes. Arius' demon growled as he grew even harder and the need he felt grew even more intense.
He covered Catherine's hand with his own and directed his hardness to her center, taking a moment to tease her by sliding the head over her dripping slit before driving it home. She moaned loudly as he filled her, her head falling back as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Arius gritted his teeth, determined to not let the way her strong muscles that were gripping him through her orgasm, cause him to lose control. Even in his wild haze of desire, Arius wanted to draw out his pleasure. Catherine quickly recovered and playfully gave him a squeeze. Arius grinned as he fiercely retaliated with thrust inside her.
Eager to prove she was more than a match for him, she moved her hips, thrusting back against him. Soon, the only sound to be heard throughout the quiet mansion was of moans and bodies slapping against the other as Catherine and Arius kissed, caressed, and brought each other to electrifying orgasms. Coming back into themselves, Arius' arms tightened around her and walked them over to the sofa. The two embraced, sharing fiery kisses. Arius removed himself from her for a moment to pull off his riding boots and push his breeches the rest of the way down. Catherine sat up slightly, enough to take off the shift, revealing her curvy and powerful naked body to him.
Eying her beauty, as the yellow-orange flames brightened her skin with angelic hues, Arius ran a hand down the length of her body from between her large plump breasts, over her flat stomach to her quim. He inserted a finger then another finger until her wet center and watched as Catherine's heart-shaped lips parted gently as she released a gentle moan. There was no going back now.
They had said what they had said, and neither of them regretted it. Catherine had thought she had felt something similarly before, but Felix had never provoked this feeling inside her. Never in her 140 years on this earth had Catherine ever felt so consumed by passion, violence, excitement, and adoration before. And she had never felt it for someone else too. Arius was right. What they were developing together goes beyond life and beyond death. What they feel for one another goes beyond lovers. It's neither human nor demon. They were certainly a match made in Hell.
Hours Later in the Library, Smouldering, the fire wrapped around the bottom in a firm grasp. Crackling, playful, gentle at first; the fire flickered, flared, leapt, spat, shower of sparks like a fountain. Lying at the front of the fireplace, Arius held his head up with one hand as his fingers slid down the length of Catherine's naked body. His hand stopped at the curve of her hip. He leaned towards her and pressed his cool lips to her hip bone. Catherine opened her green eyes, fully relaxed and sexually sated. Arius was a fine lover, she decided. The best she's had after her hundred plus years of experience of taking various lovers. She craved for him like no other.
She hungered for his kisses and his cock. Catherine enjoyed the feel of his muscular body under the pads of her fingers. "Mmm," Catherine shifted closer into Arius' front. "Oh, I'm so sleepy, but I still want." Caressing her body, Arius dipped his head down, breathing in the herbal scent of her hair. "What? Ye couldn't possibly. Not t'at I wouldn't." Catherine released a laugh, "No, no. I'm spent. Pleasantly numb even. You?" She tells him. "For now," whispered Arius, brushing his mouth over her shoulder then kissed her lips. "Rest." He tells her. "No. I want to stay awake, so this can keep happening." Catherine laid her head back down on her arm, fighting the urge of sleep.
Arius watched the strands of her hair slip between his fingers. "Rest, lass. We can make another day like t'is tomorrow." Catherine opened her eyes, suddenly alert. "Liam." She says sounding shocked. "We have an eternity to repeat t'is evenin' over and over until neither of us can walk again." Arius watched Catherine's entire demeanor change. She seemed dreadfully uncomfortable and conflicted. Catherine sat up and looked at him, her brow furrowed. "Eternity?" She asked. "Well, yes. Is t'at not what ye want?" The smile on Arius' face began to wilt. "Is that what you want?" Arius reached out his hand, cupping her cheek. "I want ye, Cat. I want ye for as long as I can have ye. So, yes, an eternity of bein' wi' ye will suffice my desires." He can see it on her face that she was not so sure.
Arius felt his certainty of their new relationship wither away. "But by t'a look t'at ye're givin', I suspect t'at ye don't want t'at." Arius says to her. "It's not quite that" said Catherine, standing from the fur rug on the floor. She bent down to Arius' shirt and walked over to the drink cart, needing a moment to collect her thoughts. Arius watched her and reached for his breeches. "T'en what is it, Cat?" He asked her. "I don't know," she said, spinning back towards him. As she lifted her eyes to his face, Jacques' face flashed in her mind. She had this feeling stolen from her back then and every urge in her body was screaming at her to run now. "I don't know if I can be what you want me to be. And I refuse to change for anyone, even for you." Arius stood from the floor, pulling the breeches up his legs.
He looked at her and begins chuckling, "Lass, I don't want ye to change. Good lord, ye're perfect. Ye're a perfect demon as well as a Goddess of a woman. Cat, what I feel for ye isn't because of some idea I have of ye, it's what ye already are." He tells her. "You speak as if you are in love." She looked at him sharing his smile. It would be impossible to love her, Catherine figured. But what she was feeling for this vampire, this man could be argued to be love. "I have to ask you, why did you try to kill me if you had affections for me?" She asked him. "I didn't try to kill ye." Arius tucked a piece of his hair behind his ear. Rolling her eyes, Catherine crossed her arms over her chest. "Fine. Torture me." she says with a smile. "Have ye ever before met a demon wi' t'a reputation t'at ye have?" Catherine frowned, shaking her head. "Only my brother Amon has a reputation as big as mine." She tells him. "Exactly. In my own way, I wanted to prove t'at I was just as clever and as, resourceful as ye. I wanted ye to see me as yer equal. And I also had a hard time acceptin' t'at what ye provoke inside me. It's human. And t'at angered me."
Catherine released a needless breath and put the glass of rum down. "You are my equal, Arius. No one else can provoke me with such madness as you do. Except my brother and his stupid pranks." She says with a chuckle. Arius crossed the short distance to her. He ran his fingers through her long hair and brushed his mouth over hers. Her taste was intoxicating. The feeling of her lips were addictive. Arius was completely enthralled with this beautiful demon. "Be wi' me forever, Cat." She looked at him. "I never want ye or I to wake up one day t'inkin' t'at one of us is goin' to run. I never wish to part yer side. From t'is day forward, I want us to be together." Stunned into silence, Catherine took a step away from him. She faced the window, looking up at the full moon in the black sky.
She swallowed, "You mean mate?" Catherine asked, as she turned to face him. "You want to be mates?" Arius nodded. "Aye, I do." He told her. "C'mon, Cat, what's holdin' us back? We both agree t'at we're mad for each other and t'at we never wish to part. We are so similar, Cat. Two sides of t'a same coin. I truly believe t'at we're supposed to be together." He tells her. "Mates." Catherine needed her mind to process this new information. She had just accepted her very strange, very human feelings for him.
Feelings that she had never felt since Felix was taken from her, as much as she loves Claudia, she never brought out these feelings from her. Catherine new that she should've turned this man, but they found each other again, and now he wanted to mate. Arius watched her carefully. Catherine pushed back her hair with one hand as the other balanced on her hips. "Mating is forever, Arius. Once it's done there is no going back. We're bound to one another for eternity. Wandering eyes can never happen. It's punishable by death." Arius nodded, "Aye, I know." He says. "Forever. Are you sure that you want forever?" she asked. "Aye, with ye, forever isn't long enough." Arius smirked.
Chewing on her bottom lip, Catherine thought for a moment. "Are you sure? I mean, are you positive?" Arius walked to her and placed his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to look up at him. "Cat, I want nothin' more t'an be yer mate. To be t'a man t'at stands at yer side for all to see. What do ye say, Cat? Will be ye spend t'a rest of forever wi' me?" He held out his hand for her to take. Catherine stared at his extended hand then lifted her gaze to face to see that slanted smirk that melted her knees. "I have two conditions." Arius closed his extended hand into a fist and dropped it down to his side.
He figured that this would happen. "I'm listenin'." Catherine stood straight and found her confidence again. "The first, we mustn't try to kill one another again." Arius laughed. "We would be far more accomplished if we are to work together than separate." Holding his hands behind his back, Arius nodded. "I agree. What t'a other?" Her green eyes dipped over him for a moment. Arius detected a look of judgement in her gaze. Catherine then looked over the off-white oversized shirt she wore to cover her naked body. "You mustn't wear rags stolen off of the poor backs." She tells him. "Luckily," Arius took a step towards her, wrapping his arms around her thick gorgeous toned body, "for me, my, soon-to-be mate is t'a very definition of poise and elegance of a true and magnificent creature. It would be malevolent of me to dishonor her in any way, such as workin' against her or my ways of dress." He kissed her mouth and nuzzled his nose against hers. "Speakin' of dressin', I want to see ye wearin' yer finest garments and finally dispose of t'at Hunter ye've been pestin'."
Circling her arms around his neck, Catherine decided then that she rather liked Arius' hands touching her. She could certainly with this man for the rest of forever. "Yes, I say that I do want to finish the task at hand but, darling, we have one slight problem," said Catherine. Arius' eyes were glued to her mouth as she spoke. "And what problem is t'at, a ghrá (my love)?" Catherine turned her eyes towards the window, which was covered by thick and dark red colored curtains. "It's the day." She whispered into his ear and kissed his cheek. Frowning, Arius had not realized how much time had passed. Tightening the arm around Catherine's back, he held her against him and slipped his hand down the front of the long shirt she wore to cup her large breast. "Aye, so we must find somethin' to do to pass t'a time." Wickedly grinning, Catherine grabbed the back of his head and crushed her mouth against his. Their kiss was searing and violent, wanting to get as close as possible through their mouths.
Tongues battled for dominance. Arius lifted her off of the ground and moved them back to the fur rug spread out on the floor. He laid her down onto her back and settled between her knees. Pushing down the front of his breeches just far enough to free his cock, Arius entered into her welcoming center with a forceful thrust.
Many hours later Catherine wakes up feeling amazing after the many orgasms that Arius gave her, just thinking about him makes her smile, she moves her hand to reach out and touch him, but he's not there. Catherine opens her eyes and sees an envelope laying next to her, she opens it and inside is a note and a drawing of her while she slept, the drawing brings her another smile she looks at the note and reads "thanks for a great night. See you around Pulchra Creaturae." It says. Catherine's features change into her vampire one, and she screams out in rage. "I'm fucking done with men. That fucking prick." She cried out as tears stream down her face. She gets up and gets dressed into her fighting outfit and heads out in search of the female hunter.
Catherine tracks her down to a cemetery fighting a young vampire. Catherine strides up to the fight still in her vampire face as she's so angry she can't switch it off, not like she's tried. She goes behind the vampires and puts her hand through it's back and pulls out its heart, then watches it turn to dust. She looks Claudine in the eyes "I've had an awful day and I think that you are going to help me out." Catherine says in French to her, before Claudine can process the information, Catherine is raining down kicks and punches.
Claudine attempts to block and move, but can't, and before she knows it, Catherine lands a clean kick to her ribs using her left foot, followed up with a straight punch to her chest which knocks her onto the floor struggling to breathe. "Does that hurt? I forgot what it's like to lose my breath as I don't need to breathe anymore. It's just a reflex." Catherine says with a smile then brings her foot down hard on Claudine's ankle and snaps it. Claudine lets out a huge scream in pain, then she begins to cry, over 10 years as a vampire hunter, and she's never fought anyone as good as Catherine. "Don't cry sweet child. It's true that all Hunters have a death wish." Catherine tells her. "It's not true I don't want to die." Claudine cried out as she tries to back away, her back hits a tombstone, and she uses it to help lift herself up.
Catherine just watches her with amusement, her demonic features never changed. Catherine pulls her hand back and with all her strength she puts her hand through Claudine's chest. On instinct Claudine grabs Catherine's arm, Catherine just smiles at her and pulls her arm out. Catherine lifts her hand to show Claudine her heart, Catherine crushes it then sinks her fangs into Claudine's neck, and begins drinking her dry. Catherine allows the body to fall to the floor and she just looks at it, Catherine drops to her knees and begins crying. Arius has been standing in the distance watching her from the shadows, a sick smile comes on his face. He knows that everything that he said to Catherine was true.
He's madly in love with her and they should mate, but he knows that if they was to mate, he would be forever in her shadow. This is something that Arius couldn't live with, so he's screwd over Catherine and one day he will screw over Amon. He doesn't know how he's going to screw him over but, he knows that he's not going to get into a fist fight with him as Catherine beat him. He takes one last look at Catherine and then takes off into the night.
February 3rd 1790
Preston Lancashire England the Aspinall estate, Catherine opens her eyes, her head is killing, so she closes them again. She and Amon went out drinking for her human birthday, she knows that it's still daylight with how bright the room is. She can't even get Charon or Bartholomew to close the curtains as coming into her room will kill them. Catherine then smells Amon, and she decides to open her eyes again and right in front of her his a huge flaccid cock, it looks so nice she really wants to taste it.
Catherine soon realized that she's completely naked and in the 69 position with Amon, they've finally had sex, and she can't even remember it, that really upsets her. "What the fuck? Get off me fat ass." She hears Amon say, and he pushes her off gently. She turns and looks at him with a smile and crawls back up the bed and climbs under the covers, she turns on her side and props herself up on her arm, he turns to her and does the same. "Did we have sex?" She asked him. "It doesn't smell like we did, and I don't feel like we did." He tells her. "What happened last night and how did we end up like this?" She asked him.
He looks as hungover as she feels, his mind is blank. "I remember us kissing a lot last night, but I honestly don't remember coming home or why we are in this bedroom." He tells her and sits up and stretches, Catherine just admires his beautiful muscles flexing, and his long curly black hair falling just passed his shoulders. She can't think for the life of her why they are not together, they've always had this sexual chemistry between them, she's not with anyone and after Maxine and Persephone betraying him, he has no one. Catherine sits up and gets on her knees behind him and strokes his arms and begins kissing his neck, she runs her hands along his strong chest, Catherine begins nibbling his ear, Amon let's out a soft moan.
"What are you doing?" He asked her, even though he was really enjoying her touch on his body and he never knew how sensitive his ears were. "What does it feel like I'm doing Benny boy." She says with a childish giggle in his ear. She sits down behind him and wraps her legs around him and tucks them under his legs. "Fucking hell your feet are freezing." He says startled. This makes Catherine giggle, and she starts kissing his back, while he hands go around his waist and strokes his rippling muscles on his front, his chest and stomach feel so smooth as she doesn't feel any hair on him. "Do you shave your chest and stomach Benny boy?" She asked him. "No I don't, I don't grow body hair never have." He tells her, he begins stroking her shins which are very smooth and up to her knees, she shudders in a good way when he strokes her knees, then up to her strong toned thighs.
Catherine moans softly and her hand goes farther down his stomach, past his belly button towards his manhood. Amon knows that if he and Catherine continue, they'll never be able to go back to how they were, and he'd never be able to serve Jehovah. Catherine is just about to grab Amon's hard cock, when his hand grasps her. "If we do this Cat there's no going back to how we are. I'd want everything from you, I'd need to mated to you, I'd want Childer with you, and I'd want to know all about Felix." He says to her. "I can't talk about him, especially not to you. Why does it have to be anything, why can't it just be us pleasuring each other during this difficult time." She says to him.
She then moves around his body and sits in-between his legs with her legs spread on either side of him. Sitting in the sunlight to Amon she truly looks like a Goddess, the sun makes her blonde her shine, her beautiful tanned naked body, Amon is so aroused just staring at her, he really wants to be with her. Catherine looks down at Amon's raging hard cock, it's so big and fat, she really wants to feel him inside her, her pussy is leaking with anticipation. "It can't be just sex with us Cat, you know we mean more to each other than that." He tells her.
His hands are at his side's he really wants to touch her, her arousal is driving him crazy, he can feel his demon wanting to come forward, he tries to control it. "It has to be this, at this moment in time I don't want anything else." She tells him, and she goes to grab his cock, but he stops her, he heard the sadness in her voice. "Who hurt you and what did they do to you?" Amon asked. "Can we just have sex? I'll tell you after." Catherine pleads with him because she's so horny and his huge cock is just flexing and pulsing at her. "No we can't. You can tell me now." He says to her.
Catherine just throws her hands up in the air and gets up off the bed, she bends down and picks up her dress from the night before and begins walking towards the door. "Why do you have to complicate things Ben? You can be a fucking prick at times!" She yells at him, just has she reached the handle, Amon's hand is on hers, and he's spins her around and pins her to the door. He reaches down and captures her lips, she drops the dress on the floor, and she brings her arms up around his neck and melts into his kiss.
His hands stroke down her back and stops at her ass, he cups her ass cheeks and lifts her up, she wraps her legs around his waist, never braking the kiss. He has her still pinned to the door, his huge manhood is resting in-between her legs. Amon brakes the kiss and starts kissing her neck, Catherine is just loving having his mouth on her, his mouth trails down her neck, and he begins kissing up the other side of her neck, Catherine can't help but moan out. "Oh Ben, I need to feel you inside me." She says as her pussy is just leaking all over his lower stomach and onto the base of his cock. "All good things come to those who wait." He says then attacks her mouth again, this makes her moan out again as there tongues start massaging each others.
In the next moment Amon put's her down. "We need to get dressed, we are about to be attacked." He tells her and walks over to the wardrobe and pushes it to one side, Catherine sees a dark passageway with stairs leading down. "Now I'm pissed off, who ever is attacking is dying painfully." She says and follows Amon behind the wardrobe and down the stone steps, they reach the bottom and there are several mannequins around the room and weapons, from swords, crossbow's, rifles and pistols. Amon walks over to one mannequin. "This is yours, I had it made when I so what you wear when you fight, might be snug round your fat ass." He laughed out and begins getting dressed himself.
The clothing was black shin high boots, black leather pants, undershirt, tight leather vest and a leather jacket which goes to the knees, the jacket had a hood on it, Catherine's jacket had red on the inside and strips in red down the back, Amon's was in blue. "My ass is not fat, but it's going to look nice bouncing on your cock later. My ass is snug." She laughed out. "Yea raging wolf made them for me, she said it's for support, hence why the vest is tight. Your ass is my favorite thing about you." He laughed out.
He walks over to the weapons and pulls some wrist guards off the shelf and chucks them to her. "Thanks. What else do you like about me? Are these stakes?" She asked him. "I love everything about you, but this is not the time for this. Yes they are, they spring out then retract. Grab what you need and let's go." He tells her, he grabs Black Panther and walks towards the tunnel at the far end of the room. "This leads to the well, we'll be able to surprise them from behind." He says. "Before we go. Do you love me Ben?" She asked him, he turns to her and kisses her lips. "From the moment I so you. Now let's go." He says. She puts her fingers to her lips and changes into her Vampire face and follows him outside. They make it outside and there's about 30 vampires waiting for them, and it looks like 10 have broken into the house. Amon looks at Catherine and unsheathed his sword. "Let's go to work."