He watched as Mira slowly melted like putty in his hands with each precise kiss and touch. It had been long since he had to seduce a woman this far into the hunt. Quite the while, he would have to admit had his attention not been preoccupied at the moment. She was certainly making him work hard for this kill as her body responded according to his affections. A smirk here and there kept coming across his face as he could feel her wanting him inside. But Nemesis wouldn’t give it to her just yet.

No, she would have to work for it, he decided.

Mira seemed like the sort that was strong yet yearned to be dominated. Fortunately for her, he could play that role very well. Perhaps too well, but the half naked vaewolf moved over towards her and let her hands savor every inch of him before her touch found its way down to his pants where his erect member waited as they embraced. He gave her a soft moan as she bit his neck, the irony of it all. His moans furthered as she traveled down his torso and shoved his pants down enough so that she could see what was waiting for her.

Licking his bottom lip, he watched in awe as he felt the warmth of her mouth began to take him in. Perhaps this was payback for what he had done to her minutes ago, but he had no intention of letting her get away with that. Nemesis brought his hand behind Mira’s head and pushed her further onto him, making her take more of him in before his fingers entangled themselves into her hair. His breaths became heavy and he threw back his head and let out moans of pleasure. His hips responded by thrusting enough to make her keep going.

Gods it felt great and after a while, he pulled away and went to lift her back onto her feet with easy before lifting her blouse up enough to expose her breasts. The vaewolf was starting to get lost in this, despite his true motive kept at the front of his thoughts. Stepping out his trousers, little time was wasted after that- his mouth fell onto them, his lips and tongue worked her as they kissed, suckled and licked at the mounds and especially her nipples. His hand ventured back beneath her skirt, but this time Nemesis moved two of his finger inside her. His eyes studying her reaction as he ventured as deep as he could before they started to move almost out of her before diving back in one smooth motion. His other hand fell right back onto her ass and his lips kissed at her stomach as he found himself in the kneeling position. The fingers kept stroking her, obeying what she had wished for and eager to see what would become of the woman.

His moans of pleasure was music to her ears, even if she was nearly choking on his penis. But she didn't stop, not when he was pushing himself into her with every thrust of his hips. Mirannda liked the way her tongue curled around his penis on the edges, the way he hit the back of her throat and it tried to close on him. Only, it made it difficult not to follow through with the gag reflex, with the nonstop motion. This is what she lived for though. Few could dominate her on the battlefield, so she must find it here where her life was not in danger, but her sanity was.

Nathaniel decided he had enough attention as she was lifted back up. Trousers discarded, blouse lifted,  hot breath was the first thing she felt as he descended upon her breasts. Proving to be an expert, she was already putty in his hands, soft and supple to his touch. Cute little moans greeted the attention to her hardening nipples. Tiny trails of fire was left behind as Nathaniel found his way back to her valley. Mirannda gasped as his fingers penetrated her, biting her lip as she gazed in his eyes.

Whimpers escaped her as he stroked and plunged deeper. Her eyes begged for more as she watched him kneel before her. The absence of his body made her feel chilled, yet she burned from within as his fingers slid out only to be shoved back in. The phoenix discarded her shirt and began massaging her own breasts. "Tease me… Eat me… Take me… I'm yours…" Gods, only a few minutes of this and his magic seemed to have her begging like a first timer. But it was these kinds of lovers that made it all worthwhile, the ones who knew how to please the woman, and prolong it with sensual teasing before finally ramming his own steel inside the woman's oven to eventually bring it to a melting point.

How many women had he seduced up to this point? How far had he led them down his deceptions?

Usually he didn’t go as far as he was, much less any deeper down the rabbit hole. Some sweet, tender kisses here and there and then the angel would melt and the demon would come out and devour them. But with Mirannda here, no, he had much left in him to work out first. The inner turmoil he suffered through as of late needed to sated and he needed someone to bare the brunt of the punishment he sought to unleash. His attentiveness towards every inch of her body was vastly in contrast of what his dark mind could imagine once this was all over.

His fingers worked her thoroughly, feeling how sensitive and eager her body was reacting to his touch. He had plenty of practice in making a woman yearn for him completely, no matter how faithful she could be towards a lover, a husband, or to religion. Nemesis looked on with delight written on his face at she played with herself. Her begging motivated him to thrust his fingers quicker until he decided to up the ante. They slowly slid out of her and soon he moved her legs up, one at a time onto his shoulders and slid her body up the wall as he rose up to his feet. There was no hesitation as his mouth moved tenderly against her lower lips into some fierce kissing, his tongue beginning its ascent inside her. His hands gripped roughly against her thighs as he fed upon her. Her taste linger on his tongue as it licked against her walls, rolling in motions as if he was spelling out alphabets with it.

Nemesis was going to make her his.

When it became too much, he lifted and lowered her down to his lever and slowly inserted himself inside her with his member. First, the head ventured into her nether regions and he looked her straight in the eyes as more of him inched further inside. Hips begun to push forward and back as he strongly thrusted against her, his cock pushing and spreading her inner walls. Oh yes, Mirannda was going to his alright; she was going to be his little toy. His eyes grew darker in color until nothing but darkness resided in them. His little toy that he was going to fuck repeated until he was through and then she was going to serve him in another way.

His motions soon became more forceful, more dominate. His body pressed against hers once more while holding her up. A hand shot out for her throat, yet it lacked any sort of threat. Instead it was firm enough to assert his place over her as he fucked her deeper, faster and harder.

Her moans were dancing to the rhythm of his fingers as the plunged into her with speed. She was unable to control her breathing as he pulled them out, and was glad the wall was there to help keep her balance. Especially since her legs were being repositioned to his shoulders. Mirannda's mind instantly knew where this was going as he stood up, and this was honestly the first time anyone had eaten her out in this position before.

The moment Nathaniel's mouth touched her sensitive nether region, Mirannda let out an excited gasp. One hand steadied herself on the ceiling, the other wound into his hair. There was only one thing better than to have a tongue penetrate her little cave, and was an expert at this. Mirannda was completely at his mercy like this, and he was ruthless with the tools at his disposal. While she couldn't get enough of his expertise in the pleasures of the flesh, her body craved more. It was as if he could read her mind as she was lowered.

Nathaniel's stiff erection penetrated her soaked lips, filling her warmth with what she could only describe as a steel rod. There was a look of pure ecstacy upon her face as she stared into her lover's eyes. Mirannda whimpered each time his hips thrust into her. She held on, fingers digging into his skin. Eyes danced with greed as his body pressed against her, nipples being stimulated against his smooth skin. Another first for the phoenix was when a hand pressed against her throat, not to choke but to dominate her. Mirannda tilted her head back, moaning louder as he fucked her. Honestly, where was he her entire life? This is what she had wanted for a long time, and this was the perfect canidate.

She was pushed over that proverbial edge, and she screamed his name as her entire body clenched around him. It felt like an explosion of tightness, she was quivering in between each thrust, which only heightened the aftershocks of her orgasm.

She was putty in his hands; he saw and felt the fact for himself as their tryst kept going further. Perhaps this was a thrill she sought out, to be seduced by a stranger one minute, and finding themselves entangled in one another’s flesh in carnal desire the next. The moment he was inside her, he knew that Mirannda was his now. Dominating one of the opposite sex had been something he hadn’t done in so long. It was on the back of his mind as they continued to fuck. Her whimpers and screams only drove him to work his hips harder and quicker, which she made difficult as he felt her grow tighter around his cock.

While the sex was enjoyable, the hunter inside him was still waiting for the moment of the kill. But for right now, he would keep on going until he was satisfied in this regard. Heaven knew that he wasn’t thinking of anything else but to relieve the misery and pain he had dealt with in the last few weeks through her. She knew not of his problems and likely wouldn’t concern herself with it. In a way, she did remind him of Serafina; perhaps she was much more easy to dominate but the vaewolf let his mind slip into darker thoughts. Just as he was using her, one could say that she was using him as well. There was nothing emotionally between them, merely physical just like how it was with him and his now ex-wife. Slowly he felt angry the more he let the thought roll in his head, but Nemesis kept those feelings from sight for now. If anything, it drove him to plunge into Mirannda even more.

The scent of sex was thick in the air of the room, he felt his body taking to her warmth. Her body shook against his as he felt her orgasm squeezing him. Letting her thrive in pleasure for a few moments, Nemesis placed her down on her feet before spinning her around so that her back was to him and placed her up against the wall. He could feel the beast in him wanting to get out but he ignored it as he bent her down slightly and entered her once more. His hand roughly took hold of her hips as his full length ventured in and out of her. His breaths grew heavy as he held her in place why he dominated her as much as he could. The more he thought about his troubles, the more intense his thrusts became, yearning to drive everything out of her.

Ceasing for a second, he moved down and over to her ear. “Is this all you got? Why don’t you show me just how much you need this…” Nemesis moved back up and resumed his fun with her.

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She was placed on her feet, and pressed against the wall as he thrust into her once more. He was ruthless, merciless in his strength, his stamina seemed boundless. Everything was so much more intense, from the force of his thrusts to the speed of them. Mirannda couldn't breathe, it seemed, the longer they lasted. No, she was gasping from the intensity of the pleasure, the ferocity of the need.

For a moment, it stopped, and Mirannda was gulping air while she listened to her body beg for more abuse. A hungry smile spread across her lips at his words, and was taken off guard as he continued his pounding. She reached behind her, grabbing his thigh, trying to pull him in deeper with each thrust. Mirannda slid herself lower just a bit on the wall, adjusting the angle of which his member penetrated her body. There it was, the perfect spot, each time he touched it, she let out a new sound of pleasure, a mixture of a squeak and a moan. Her nails began to dig into his skin, demanding him.

When she came close to climaxing once more, Nathaniel pulled out. He had that deliciously mischievous grin, which seemed to ask what she was going to do about it. Mirannda straightened herself and placed her hands upon his chisled chest. Each step she too, he was forced to take one step back. This continued until he was right at the edge of the bed, at which point, Mirannda pushed him back onto it. Nathaniel may have been toying with her, teasing and watching what she would do, but Mirannda didn't care. She took his member in her mouth, tasting herself upon him before climbing above him. "Divine."

Wasting no time, Mirannda slid herself back onto his errection. Lifting her ass, he slid almost all the way out before Mirannda came back down, taking him as far as he could go. Nathaniel grabbed her hips as she began to form a decently fast pace. "Fuck me, so good," she managed to say in between breaths.

Silly girl, it would have suited her well not to seek out bedfellows out of strangers, especially those that resided on this little isle. While she seemed to rather enjoy this little screwing about of theirs, Nemesis wanted to systematically destroy her. Partly it was because of the control he was dangling over her, but mostly because he could still recall the moments he and Sera would abuse each other’s bodies during sex.If anything, Mirannda was simply guilty of being in the wrong place at the right time. One hand of his reached up to take her by the shoulder as his hips worked at her harder. Her nails raked at his skin, making him pound his member inside her rougher and faster. His other hand wrapped around her hair, his fingers swimming through the sea of red before it rough took at it and pulled as he fucked her vigorously.

He observed her keenly as she got back control of herself and forced the vaewolf back until his back met with the bed and met with her warm mouth. His breaths grew heavier for that moment right before he took hold of the woman as she climbed over him and entered inside her once more. Nathaniel looked on in delight as his hips rocked beneath her as she rode him like a stallion. His grip slipped down to her ass and took hold of it as they began to violently rock the bed itself with the amount of force they were putting in. It wasn’t long before the sheets, pillows and the mattress was becoming drenched by the amount of sweat coming from them. Their bodies becoming slicker, minds consumed by carnal instinct. “How does it feel to have me inside of you?”, he whispered though it was through huffs of breath he was able to speak out as they fucked ruthlessly. In another effort to assertive his dominance, he brought his hand to her neck and firmly took hold as his hips thrust up against her, burying his cock inside her as much as possible. Nathaniel sat up and brought her closer to him as the thrusting quickened. He was close to the edge himself but he wanted to drive her there first. “I bet you want to give in now, don’t you. I want you to, I want you to keep on fucking me until you can’t anymore.” His lips moved to her ear and smiled. “Do you want me to fill you? Come on now, Mirannda, just give in and I will too”

He kept up his pace until the pressure became too great for him and soon he filled her with his seed. Of course, after they were finally done, he took the…liberty to hold onto her right before the first bite was delivered into an artery in her neck. The blood was like sweet nectar and he knew indeed that she wasn’t a mere human. His fangs went to dig into her further, to drive more blood out to fill his craving. Gods the hunt had been worth it in more ways than one as the wealthy gentleman facade had waned into what he really was. A monster beneath an angelic face.

"You feel so good." came her gasping moans in answer to his question. Any more attempts to talk was hampered as his hand held her throat, his cock driving deep inside to reach the warmest center. It was enough to drive her crazy, and send her closer to the edge. Mirannda knew they were both on the fringe, so close to falling into that heightened moment of soul blending perfection.

Together, they came. She felt the final, powerful thrusts that paused before thrusting once more as the seed of his manhood was shot into her womanly organs. Nathaniel's arms went around her, and felt his teeth at her neck. At first, she thought it was to be a love bite… Until she felt the fangs. Yet she could not bring herself to fight it. This was the first time she has ever been bit and fed upon, and she was rather curious as to how it felt. Finally, she realized too late what was going to happen, as she no longer had the strength required to even fight against it. Her body felt heavier, especially after using up so much energy beforehand. The heart was pumping so hard from the excursion that it was practically forcing her blood into his mouth.

A single word passed through her mind, a word she wish had come up far sooner. Vampire. And she was gone. simple as that. Bled to death to sustain that which she despised. Mirannda's body was discarded with ease, her eyes wide open with a mixture of euphoria, hatred and fear written into her features. Slowly, the Mother Flame took action from within her heart. The wound at her throat healed, and blood was quickly regenerated to the point she could do what she needed to until she finally got a chance to rest. It was the sparking her heart back into action that caused her entire body to be engulfed in flames. The Mother Flame engulfed its daughter phoenix, burning nothing as it worked warmth and the will to breath back into the limb body.

Mirannda took a deep, gasping breath as the flames died down, her entire body seizing up as she tried to get her lungs working properly again. She began coughing, rolling so her face was buried in the surface on which she lay, curled in the fetus position. Flashes of her death ran through her mind, enabling a flight or fight thought pattern. Shooting into a sitting position, her eyes landed on Nathaniel. "You!" The phoenix stood, anger almost palpable in the air around her as she darted in for a punch at the man's face. "Fucking vampire!" Unfortunately, she still lacked the strength to do much damage, and he was brimming with the strength of her blood.

It had been such a long time since he had a woman outside of either Serafina or Celeste. But with the former’s betrayal still fresh on his mind, the vaewolf simply wanted to inflict pain and torment among others, and this beautiful young woman was simply a causality. A misfortune that would hardly remember on his account, though the fuck was pretty good. He didn’t bother in relishing in the deed as a pang of guilt entered him. Celeste was carrying his child and he had done the unthinkable, regardless if whether it was his intention or not. The feeling wouldn’t go away as he released her body and let it fall onto the bed while he rose off it and begun to fetch his clothes.

As far as the housekeeping and the owner would know when they found the body, it would be that Mirannda had a run-in with a vampire, and that would drive suspicion away from him plenty enough. However, one truth he wouldn’t be able to hide would be that he had committed adultery and would eventually confess to his wife. Nemesis felt generally sick to his stomach that he damaged a marriage that had been several lifetimes long for a half a night fling. As he got dressed, he took another look at the body before noticing something…strange.

Where was her bite mark?

He looked at her neck and it was healed up as if nothing had happened. Confusion was thrown from his face as he came closer to inspect her only to be driven back by the flames that took her. Within moments of awe, his expression turned to horror as she slowly came back to life. It was obvious by now that she wasn’t human. What the hell did he just slept with? In his free hand soon materialized a sheathed sword and he drew it out just in time for her to stir.

Her anger was felt upon him like a raging fire and before long she punched him. The impact was enough to make him turn his head before he returned his blade back into the sheath and went to backhand her across the face. “I am no vampire, woman. I am a vaewolf, and now that I’ve told you what I am, tell me what the hell are you?”

His shock was replaced with anger of his own. “I should kill you again, but I don’t know if you’d stay dead this time or not. But I don’t have time to play all night with you, I have my wife to return to.” And to beg for her forgiveness at the sins he committed tonight. “Perhaps I will offer you to her…as a tribute.”