My beloved has just found out that I have a brother, a real brother, which many years ago we were, in fact, blood brothers. Now, I am his Master and his Maker. Now, if I thought that the little vixen would take this well, it does depends which side you see it from. So I have just told her and Roberto has left us alone, well, I wish that he never did.

"Anastasia! Aaahhh, god, why did you do that for? You just bit me?"

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"Oh, come on, Sebastian, I know you enjoyed it."

"Well, perhaps just a slight bit, for one second there I thought you were going to rip my throat open."

"The thought did come to mind, but I think we both do not want me to turn all Ancient again."

"That is so considerate of you. Now please tell me that you are not mad?"

She looks at me for a brief second; as she starts stepping forward, I start stepping back. The woman is about to leave another gash in my skin. I think she is enjoying the pleasure far greater than me.

"Sebastian, I am furious, but what does it help me for? I know that somehow somewhere in the future, some secret is coming up again."

"Well, my beloved, I am glad that you are facing the truth now."

"It still does not mean that I can not bite you again."

"My beloved, rather give me lips that give pleasure than pain."

She looks down at my slightly parted lips, and I know what is about to happen. We both lean into each other in slow motion, never breaking eye contact once. My heart skips a beat, and my knees get wobbly, even though I am not standing on my feet. I curl my hand around her neck and tangle the other in her long wavy hair.

Our lips brush softly against each other. Her lips are soft and delicately. They dance against me like butterfly wings. I pull away, hesitating for a moment. Her lips are molded to the shape of mine. My hands curled around her so perfectly as if they were made just for her. She tastes like passion, like pure, unrestrained passion, and I want more.

Then we begin to close the gap even more than before. What begins as a small peck becomes more passionate. The rest of the world spins so fast it becomes non-existent. I lean even further into her, and my body melts into hers. It is as if I can feel a fire blazing within me, out of control. We are completely and utterly in sync in this very moment.

She presses her lips against mine even harder. Lightning passes through me. I feel lost in a different universe, and she is slowly taking me away. Her cold hand creeps from my neck down my spine and pulls me closer. Her touch makes my body shiver. Her delicate, innocent kiss makes my heart flutter. Then it races. My body surrenders. I let her kiss me as long as she wants. Every time I let go, I nip at her lip until it trickles with blood and kiss her again softly.

After what seems like being away for hours, we part and put our foreheads together.

She stares at the ground and softly whispers. "I think that you should lie to me more often."

"Oh, this is not done yet, my beloved."

"Let us go join your brother; I cannot see a better way to spend our little holiday with family.

"True, for he is your brother."

With that, we join Roberto in the entertainment room, where he has put on some godawful music that sounds like he is about to serenade a young lady.

"Please tell me that you do not charm a woman with that nonsense."

"You shall be surprised you many women like this, my brother. Now, I believe that I have a sister now. Please do tell me of this union, for I do believe that Vampires do not get married."

"There is not much to tell; I thought that I simple Vampire ceremony was not enough to show my love for Anastasia. We decided that we wish to marry as humans do."

"And the beloved part, I never thought you would settle?"

"Her beauty captivated me from the very moment I laid my eyes on her."

Anastasia bursts out in what can only be seen as hysterical laughter. Well, what does this woman find so funny about the way that we met?

"Roberto," she starts. "The man could not keep his hands off me; in fact, he could not keep those fangs out of me."

"Yes," Roberto begins, "That does sound like Sebastian. Now I do believe that we need to celebrate. I suggest that we head our way to a little place that I know."

I only but shake my head at him, "Let me guess it is a place that provides all types of pleasure?"

"No, not this time. There is a Vampire ball that I have the privilege to be invited to."

"You do know that they shall then know that I am in town?"

"Sebastian, you are not discreet; I saw you coming from a mile away."

"Sneaking around was never an art that I perfected."

I turn to my beloved, that is standing with a slight frown on her face while she is biting into those sweet cherry lips.

"God, Anastasia, do not do that. You shall force me to take you here."

"Sebastian, you have definitely not perfected being discreet either."

"Why keep on the mind that needs to be said. Now, what do you say? Do you feel like having some fun for a change?"

"Well, I have yet to have fun with you, for it is just non-stop action."

"Then, Roberto, lead the way."

"Yes, Sebastian, I think you should get out of that designer suit first and put some jeans on. You are sticking out like shit on a blanket."

"If you state it like that, then give me a few minutes. My beloved, I wish for you to please get out of that dress."

"Sebastian, are you telling me what to wear?"

"You are sticking out like shit on a blanket too."

"Sebastian, you better run."

Well, I do not know if the vixen is serious or not, but I do make a rather faster dash upstairs than I would normally do. After a few seconds later she casually comes walking into the room with a big smirk on her face.

"My beloved, you are teasing me today."

"It is call grinding your ass."

"Oh, really. Show me how this grinding works."

"God, Sebastian, do you think of sex all the time?"

"Yes, in fact, I am even now."

"You are impossible. Now put some jeans on; I would love to see that tight ass in them."

"My beloved, you can see my tight ass without them."

I step closer to her and swing my arms around her waist, in only but a mere second place her delicate body onto the bed, her body getting lost between the softness of the red satin sheets.

"My beloved, we do not make love nearly enough."

"Sebastian, your brother is waiting."

"He can wait, we have all eternity, but right now, I wish to explore your body."

I lock my hands around her wrists and pin them about her head. She squirms and tries to release herself from my firm grip, but I am far stronger. I can see it is driving her crazy, and it flames the desire to take her.

"This is for teasing me."

I lean in and kiss her, soft, slow; then I completely devour her. With my free hand, I start pushing her dress up to expose her breasts. My god, I forgot how firm and soft they are. As I gently begin to caress them, she leans deeper into my touch. Her body is squirming as she quivers.

As I let go of her hands, she grabs my hair and yanks me closer, taking my lips for hers to taste. She slams her fangs deep into the soft skin of my neck; I gasp but give in to the sensations that she brings to my body. She drives them in deep, even deeper than ever before. The moment she closes them firm and sucks, she peeks my arousal.

"Oh, Anastasia, go harder. I want to feel you deeper."

She draws with force, sending sparks to every corner of my body. I can feel the rush of arousal build up in my core. Strong lust and simple desire take control of my body and mind.

Then my tongue trails down to her belly, I run it over her navel. Tasting every inch of her glorious body. Moving down toward the elastic of her panties.

I slam my fangs in the tender skin of her thighs.

She gasps.

I slide my fangs slow and agonizingly painful, blood flows from the open wound. She watches me as I slide my tongue over the delicate skin and lick every drop slick and graceful.

"Sebastian..."

She can barely finish her words, and I smash them hard into her thigh again. Her body quivers, my tongue tremble.

"Oh god, my beloved," I moan deep from my throat as my lips press firmly into her thighs.

Then I gently ease her legs apart and slip my fingers between her damp folds and slide my finger deep into her wetness. My thumb surrounds her sweet spot in a perfect rhythm. I watch as her eyes roll back in her head.

"That is it, my beloved. Enjoy it."

I twist and turn my finger; then, I stop my delicious rotation.

Then I drive my finger deep into her wetness. Thrusting once, twice, three times. I feel her muscles contract, and she pushes against my hand. She shudders against me in a long high pitched orgasm. I feel her legs are quaking. As she finally slows, I look up at her face and see her face glowing.

After dressing, we make it downstairs to where a very smiling Roberto is waiting for us.

"What is up with the teeth parade?"

"I do believe that you have not perfected being silent either."

"That my brother was Anastasia, not me."

Anastasia steps next to my side, "I am afraid it was you, Sebastian."

"Oh, let us just go."

With that, we find ourselves on the way to this, which I believe, is a very extravagant Vampire ball. It is not very long, and we find ourselves walking down the pathway to the entrance.

Now, as we step inside, what I did suspect happens.