Retribution and Sins

Chapter 9

Adam pulled Azrael by the arms inside his and Eve's apartment. Their new philosophical

Argument would have to wait. He was so driven by the sound of the pouring rain; and, his blood lust

For her, that he was not aware that Eve was just upstairs. Still holding tightly to Azrael's sleeves, he

Whirled her around into the living room, until she tripped over her own feet, onto the patched

Couched. Adam fell on top of her crushing the wind from her.

"You can get off me now!" Azrael said in a commanding tone.

"That's what I intend to see if I can do." Adam stated seductively, but there was something sad in it.

"Look, you better, MOVE!" Azrael shouted, squirming, but her hips, were directly under his. This put

Her in a compromising position. A position she was not prepared for. She felt down her sides in her

Pockets for her stakes. Nothing. She reached behind her. Nothing. Adam sat up, grinding his hips and

Manhood into her with more authority. She moaned. He was satisfied with his level of control. He

Cocked his head to one side, smiled at her, and bared his fangs. His eyes showed pure animal, pure

Primal instinct. He could smell her. Smell her sex rising, smell the antiquity of her blood, smell her

Hunger for him, how could she stave herself from him, when she desired him so? How could she hold?

Back from him, when she wanted him, as he wanted her? What was this he was feeling? Pure raw,