Giving into Darkness by Lover2122

A literotic sexstories: Giving into Darkness. by Lover2122

(My first attempt at something darker than I’m used to writing so please be gentle however I’ll accept whatever criticism you offer however. Hope you enjoy.) Chapter One. Leaning against the wall, grey eyes would survey the crowded night life that was New York, she wasn’t just watching for the occasional drama that erupted among it’s citizens. No she had an ultimate goal, find Leon Church and kill him.

Even with the rain the streets were crowded yet she knew he was out there, she could sense him. As lightening lit the sky she would feel a shiver run down her spine, the atmosphere was as charged as she and it was making her jumpy. This would be her third attempt at bringing this monster in, her first two times had ended in utter failure and a broken arm, Leon was anything but gentle.

Normally another person would have been on his case but this was personal, she had been seduced by him once before and than he lied to her. Who was she kidding he had lied to her since day one, nothing that had come from his mouth had been the truth. Okay, okay so maybe her pride was hurt, perhaps it was the fact she had given her heart to him and had a mind to give him her innocence.

She had not expected Leon to be pulling for the other side, finding out he was a double agent had a hard thing to find out. With a gentle sigh she would blow a tendril of auburn hair from her face and detach herself from the graffiti lined wall, melting into the crowd she would search for him. A cocky smile laced his lips as watched her from the safety of a rooftop, he knew it was her, her scent was as obvious as always.

He would breathe deep enjoying the scent of lavender and vanilla, however it wasn’t just her perfume, no it was her natural musk that attracted him. If he had not been rooting for the other side to win in this supernatural war he would have taken her a long time ago, yet she was human and a hunter at that. His smile vanished as he thought about the group she represented, the Helsing group.

A group of vampire hunters that had charged themselves with destroying all things vampire related in fact they had been the cause of his wife’s death. It was what she stood for, she was a legacy, an ancestor to his greatest enemy and his families murder. True he had hurt her and true he hated her but his desire for the grey eyed beauty was what he hated most, his body always betrayed him when she was near just like it was tonight.

Despite the cold weather his loins burned for her body, to be buried deep within the folds of her femininity. The very thought of being swallowed by her tight body made him growl lightly, swallowing he would jump to another rooftop as he followed her. Okay this was becoming ridiculous, either he was playing with her or she was being paranoid. It felt like he was close to her yet once she thought she had a lock on him his aura vanished.

“Where is he?” she wondered as she rested her hand on the pistol at her hip. If he was following her she knew he wouldn’t be able to resist her going into a secluded alley away from the prying eyes of the public. Walking calmly she take a right down an alley, it was quite a ways across before it opened to the other side.

Suddenly her pulse quickened as she heart light but obvious footsteps behind her, she would go still not needing to turn to know he was there, “Hello Sage.” his deep voice reverberated through her body as she slowly turned and faced him. His sea green eyes were lit with amusement as stared her down in his dark way, arms crossed over his muscled chest he would wait for her reaction.

“How long have you been following me?” He gave a scoff and replied with, “What makes you think I ever stopped?” Secretly his declaration pleased her but she would push that aside as she remembered his betrayal and her anger surged, “Enough with the games Leon, I’m not playing.” “Oh but you’re love, I mean come on you were looking for me.

Little did you know I’ve been watching you and toying with you.” So he had been screwing with her, she bit the inside of her jaw to in an attempt to control her rage. “Stop calling me love, that ship sailed long ago.” his smile vanished and he uncrossed his arms, “Has it?” He knew what effect he had upon Sage, he could tell by watching her posture, could see her pulse beating rapidly at her throat.

Her throat he thought, the thought of her blood filling his mouth caused his eyes to glow in the dim light of the alley. He almost laughed out loud as he saw her back up, so she was still scared of him. Well that was good, he wanted her terrified of him, so scared she was paralyzed. Than again he had always had an effect on her and she him from the first time they had met.

However he never did get that night out of his head, in fact his body reacted in response to the memory of that night a year ago. [b]One year ago… “Boring night huh?” he said from behind her, she jumped and whirled around with obvious fear in her eyes. The fear settled as he realized it was him, “Of course.” they were on detail work, or better yet look out duty.

She shook her head and rolled her eyes as she snapped the device shut and said, “It’s silent tonight, I don’t think anything is going to happen.” giving a nod he had to agree with her statement. “So you want to call it a night?” she would bend over reaching for her bag and his breath caught in his throat as the leather shaped her buttocks perfectly, “Fuck.” he thought as he swallowed hard, she was deliberately tempting him.

Now upright she would sling the bag over her shoulder and say, “Yeah let’s call it, I doubt the captain will give a damn. We can let Williams and Dawson take over the next shift.” another nod as he agreed and allowed her to pass.

“So what now?” he had some idea’s however he figured she’d be reluctant to oblige them, licking his lips he shrugged, “You?” “Yeah, how about a drink at Manny’s?” putting his arm around her shoulder he gave a laugh, “Sounds like the highlight of my night.” she didn’t seem to mind his arm over her shoulder, than again she probably figured it was harmless. If only she knew what his body ached to do to hers, she would cower and keep her distance.

He would tense at the thought and she would stop, “Something wrong?” shaking his head he urged her own. “Nah I’m just ready to unwind.” After a few drinks with friends and an hour later she would stumble out beside him as they waved their group of friends on and walked the now dead streets, he hadn’t known she was such a light weight and the experience had him laughing harder than he had ever. She staggered a bit and used him as a lean to as they walked.

Her scent assailing his senses he had found it difficult to not ravage her there in the streets without a care who watched. She would remove her key and struggle to get it to line up with the lock, laughing he took the key and opened the door for her. “Oh home sweet home.” she said with a giggle to her tone and would kick off her boots not seeming to care he had followed her in, come to think of it he had never been in her apartment before.

She had simple tastes and he liked that about her, he watched her as she fell onto her couch. “You okay?” he asked setting her bag down, she would glance at him a smile on her face. “I didn’t realize how hot you really are.” she said surprising him, “Your drunk.” he replied trying to ignore his impulse to say something back to her, he undercover and it was dangerous to give into her although his lower half was screaming for her.

She would stand up and move towards him, as she got close she pushed her body into his and it took every last ounce of control in his body to not take her. “Don’t you find me attractive?” she asked staring at him through heavily lidded eyelashes, “Holy fuck…” he felt her body heat melt into his warming him from his waist up and even lower. “Who wouldn’t?” he said his voice husky.

“Than why aren’t you kissing me?” he stiffened as her hands caressed the rough stubble of his cheek and sent electricity cascading through his body from her touch. Grabbing her wrist he stared into her eyes that were filled with confusion and lust, dear god it was the lust mingling in her grey eyes that was his undoing. “Fuck it.” he thought as he pulled her against his body crushing her small frame to his own.

He heard her air leave her lungs as she crashed into his hard body and his lips captured her own in a bruising kiss. As his tongue forced its way into her mouth he captured her moan and fought to keep his own groan from scaring her. He knew she was untouched, it was an ongoing topic of conversation around the base seeing as how every asshole wanted to be the one who took that from her.

Her tongue touched his tentatively and he found himself shoving her against the wall and ripping at her shirt, he had to remember his strength with her or he would give himself away, this was a dangerous game he was playing. As his hand slipped beneath her shirt and found the soft skin pliant beneath his hands he would groan and rub his thumb over the already hardened peaks that were aching to be touched.

She would cry out and almost collapse to the ground, scooping her up in his arms he carried her into her bedroom and fell onto the bed with her his lips never leaving her own. His name on her lips was enough to make him want to bury himself deep within her body and find his release however he was careful to keep his control. Stepping away long enough to remove her pants he knelt between legs and kissed his way up her leg.

Her hands were clenching the bedsheet as she bit her bottom lip and fought to keep still, pulling the lace down her legs that covered the delta between her legs he was pleased to find her wet and ready. Not yet he thought as he pulled her legs over his shoulder and forced her mound to his mouth, the sound she made as his tongue found her center made him so hard he hurt and urged his tender caressing to become much more forceful as he slipped a finger into her moist cleft.