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My Forever Love
Alina Thompson looked out blankly at the wall of the city metro station, she desperately wanted to get home and crawl into her bed and hide from everything. It was Valentine's Day once again, she couldn't stand the constant barrage of light, happy emotions battering away at her. She swore to herself that if she had to put up with it for much longer she was going to go mental and rip out some throats.
Holidays always inspired those savage thoughts in her, she had a desperate craving to fill that dark empty space inside of her that hungered for what she couldn't get. She was hundreds of years old, lately everything had become oppressive. Even the human job she maintained to keep up appearances was really wearing her down. Having to restrain the urge to want to bash her co-workers heads in today for the happy emotions clobbering her exhausted her, at least she wouldn't have to deal with it for much longer.
The train approached slowing as it entered the station, she prepared herself for another mental barrage of people's emotion, most days it was easy to block them out. But on days like these it was charged and very hard to block. She walked down the aisle and grimaced as she was battered by the heavy weighted emotions from the couple leaning against each other and gently kissing. She decided that since she was forgoing feeding tonight to get away from these clobbering emotions she'd feed on a couple like them tomorrow, she could have some fun.
She reached for the carriage door and pulled it open, she hated being knocked around by the train movements so she would find a seat in the next carriage hopefully. When she stepped into the carriage she was almost knocked back from the intensity of the scent that caught her attention. Every human had a scent that came from them allowing her to detect any weaknesses they may have that would disrupt the quality of the feeding.
But the scent weaving around her had an extreme potency to it, she would find it and claim it. It smelled of rich earth, like soil after a rainstorm. It reached in and brushed the dark yawning abyss inside of her hungering to be filled. She quickly scoured the people in front of her analysing their scent as she stalked down the aisle like the predator she was. She would approach this situation with graceful tact.
She needed a private place for this, but first she had to find the source of the alluring scent. It inflamed her senses like nothing else had before, she was getting anxious as she approached the end of the carriage what if she couldn't find the source? She didn't want to continue on this lonely existence without some form of substance in her life. Then she saw him and she couldn't breathe, it was like a driving gut punch to her scenes. He was leaning against the partition frame, short black hair with intense emerald eyes, his rough squared jaw dusted with his five'o clock shadow.
That was only his gorgeous face, she looked down and saw every ripple and bulge of his arms and legs encased inside his very form fitting police uniform. She had snacked on a few cops before but none of them had had this one's raw dominating presence. She needed to act more casual before he noticed her staring at him, she could tell that he had a very sharp wit even with his casual backpack slung stance, it still radiated how dangerous this man was.
She got into position and held onto the support bars in front of her with his dominating presence radiating from him, she revelled in his scent. He would taste like the finest ambrosia, her body quivered at just the thought. She was going to make him hers tonight, she began releasing the chemicals she used to attract her prey. Once the heated musk scent of arousal reached her she grinned, his arousal was a heavenly scent. She needed to keep him primed for her make it easier for her to quell any resistance he might offer, she would need to wait until he got off at his station then she would follow him.
Kane Brewer rested uncomfortably against the frame, ever since the drop dead gorgeous woman stepped in front of him all the blood in his body seemed to have moved south, he was in a crowded train carriage, there was no room for being discreet in here as his cock pressed painfully against his zipper. He needed to continue acting casual as he fought back the burn of embarrassment the seductive caress of fragrant roses set his nerves on fire, at least he only had one more stop left before he could get off the train and head home.
He couldn't keep his mind of how her formal black dress clung to her body moulding her shapely assets for him to see. Her long blonde hair streaming down her back like golden honey, he stifled the urge to groan at the visual as she casually changed her pose. Maybe he just needed to get out and date more, lately he'd been feeling depressed. His friends were all in relationships, making him feel a bit cold and left out. Once he got home he would go out, maybe he would meet someone like the enticing blonde in front of him. The train started slowing down as it slid into his station, he took one last look at the woman and turned towards the door where he discreetly managed to adjust himself.
Alina grinned to herself soon she'd have her sexy cop all to herself, she turned and watched him, his broad back and tight ass flexing. He kept his backpack slung over one shoulder as he pulled open the door and stepped out onto the platform. She followed close behind him as he pushed through the ticket barrier. She hurried through the barrier as he walked the corner, for a moment she couldn't see him as he walked into the crowd the seductive hint of his scent reassured her that he hadn't disappeared. Rounding the corner she caught sight of him again and quickly hurried along looking as casual as possible.
She watched him climb the stairs up to the street and followed, he was going the less congested way, so at least she didn't have to deal with quite so much traffic. She couldn't wait to feel his muscles and his pulse under her fingers and fangs. She admired how his legs flexed as he strode down the street, she knew every pathway in this city. She knew her opportunity to take what she wanted was going to come up soon. She slid a pair of sunglasses on and took out her earrings they were only going to be in the way.
Kane knew when he was being followed, he could feel the sensation creeping over him, sweat gathered at the collar of his shirt. That enticing scent of fragrant roses still swirled around his head, he needed a cold shower to control whatever was happening. Tingles ran down his arms and across his neck to warn him of the spectre following him. Whatever it was, was extremely dangerous. He wished he hadn't forgotten to take his knife out of his locker. He had to surprise whoever was following him, he reached an alley way that lead to behind the businesses along the street. He walked into another alley and waited for his target to approach.
She grinned with animalistic glee, he was very perceptive. He was attempting to ambush her but she knew it wouldn't work, she thought as she saw him walk into the alley she had intended to pull him into. Her mate was a dangerous one, she would love dominating him this one time, controlling all that primal strength will give her such a rush. She felt the dark cold abyss inside of her crack open as warm seeping heat leeched in. She turned the second corner and before he could do anything she launched herself at him and kissed him hard and furiously shoving him up against the wall with a sizeable impact.
He was in shock, his blood had ignited into a raging inferno as the searing heat of her lips pressed into his pouring molten fire down his throat sending blistering tingles of heat lashing his whole bod. It was the bombshell from the train, the closeness of her scent wrapped around his head and his balls was making him groan, he was throbbing hard pressed against the zipper. He always maintained control with everything no matter what it was, and here he was letting her maul him up against the wall in a dirty alley the heat of her embrace sent him out of his mind and blasted away his solid control. The dying embers of sunlight sparsely illuminated the alley as he looked into her eyes fierce passion igniting in his.
Alina was glad that she had taken off her glasses, now she could see right into the depths of his emerald eyes now swirling with heat and desire, they almost seemed to glow with an inner fire. Her lips slid down his coarse chin to his neck where she scraped her fangs over the taut skin gently. She leaned back slightly and began unbuttoning his shirt quickly and then shoved it over his shoulders wrapping it over his wrists. She kissed him hard again and tugged his arms back behind him and pushed him up against the wall as his bag dropped to the ground.
His head was spinning, he didn't know why he had let this woman restrain him and shove him up against the wall. Her teeth were rough somehow remembering the sharp caress on his neck, he reacted in shock as she suddenly gripped the collar of his under shirt and tore it open, ripping it off him. He gasped and then groaned as she rubbed against him, he should protest. But every time he tried to speak nothing came but his gasps.
It was if he was be-spelled by her, she dropped the shredded scraps of his shirt at his feet then reached up and pulled him into another drugging kiss. She was so hot against him, burning his skin, he wanted to be burned by her, maybe he would stop feeling so cold inside then. Her nails raked his chest digging into his pecs then going lower to tease the hair arrowing from his belly button, her nails teasing the ridges of his abs.
Her mate was a god, his chest heaved under each strained breath he took, every ridge of his abs rippled with each sharp pull. It was an ingenious idea for her to restrain his arms. She didn't want his fingers delivering torturous pleasure she knew that he was just itching to unleash from the restrained power in his huge arms and burning eyes, making it impossible for her to concentrate on the task at hand, she leaned down and sucked one of his nipples into her mouth making him gasp and arch his back. His nipples were extremely sensitive it seemed, she thought as she raised her hands and scraped her nails through his abs and over his other nipple brushing against the fine dark hairs sprinkled over his taut chest.
