Retribution and Sins

Chapter - 3

Azrael settled into bed after her shower, she couldn't believe the night she'd had. She knew that she this was not going to be an

Easy rest of the night, especially to sleep. Her mind was just too uneasy. The hunts were all routine....until....he came along. Every one of the

Vampires were dusted according to ritual....except for.....HIM!!! Why couldn't I have dusted him? I had my stake there. The argument was

Racing in her mind. "SHIT!" Azrael yelled out.

Climbing out of bed, she went to her bathroom, took a Clonazepam, that she only took for emergencies. Checking herself, she

Paused. Yep. This qualified as a definite emergency. "Better make it a double." she said, popping two down her throat. She stood there in front

Of the mirror for a few moments contemplating the evening. She had the opportunity to kill Adam, but she didn't. The question was not to

Ask why now. The question should be, how to I get him next time? She looked at the fire in her eyes as she burned in that question, but it was

Short lived, by the burning in her heart, and the stoned feeling that had overcome her.

She fell asleep instantly. Her breath becoming deep as the night's adventures from earlier proved to be a warm up for what was to

Come.

Adam and Eve just finished an arduous session of lovemaking and blood sharing. But, Adam's mind was far away from the orgasmic

Moment they just shared. Eve could tell there was something different with him, more than just him being preoccupied. She thought perhaps

It was because of what happened to Ian, and what they had to do with him. Or, maybe it was because it was because her little Princess hasn't

Come back yet. Where was she anyway? This was some tantrum! Maybe Adam was out looking for her. How sweet, he could be. Eve watched

Adam go to the window and look out of it. He seemed different when he came in. Something was definitely up or wrong. She asked him

Earlier, and he grumbled at her, so she knew not to tempt fate again. But, something was definitely on his mind.

Adam looked sombrely out the window, he knew Eve was watching him. He could feel it burning his shoulder blades. He didn't

Care. All he cared about was her. His Angel. Even while he was making love to Eve, his thoughts flashed to wanting her. Why? He barely knew

Her. She was a killer. A cold blooded, contract, killer of their own kind. Yet, she had compassion, and passion....he had seen it, felt it. He could

Definitely smell it. He turned from the window just slightly meeting Eve's eyes, but he had to look away fast. The shame he felt because he

Loved Eve so, but he wanted her, Azrael. He palm smacked the window pane hard and growled making Eve jump. Eve ran to his side to

Comfort him, but for once it was not her kind of comfort he needed, it was that of his Angel.

"Azrael found herself walking the normal cemetery beat. How boring, but beautiful. She caught herself more than once off guard

Marvelling at old graveyards. Shaking her head, she got herself back in the game. She was wearing her black jeans, black vest, black jacket

With her war medals on them. She was proud of those. It was a quiet night, she had already staked two vamps getting out of their newborn

Cribs, and now here goes another. The dirt stirred around her, as she backed up slightly around a newly mound of graveyard dirt. A hand

Reached out with diamond bracelets.

"Let me give you a hand." Azrael offered.

"Oh, you're too kind." the vampire said. "Considering, I'm going to kill you."

"Not tonight I'm afraid." Azrael retorted, then staked her in her designer suit.

All that was left of her was ashes and diamonds. Azrael performed her duties, pocketed the jewels, and stood up to leave. It was

Then that she felt a presence. A presence she knew well. It was him. Adam. He was watching her. Admiring her maybe? But, watching her. She

Opened her mouth to say something, but he was already on her. He had backed her into a mausoleum, pinned her against the wall, his lips hot

Against hers. She could not fight, could not resist. She did not want to. She felt blood rush into her mouth, as they shared the blessed

Communion of their blood. Moaning, he moved his mouth to her neck where he bit down, feeling the blood rush in his mouth. She returned

The favor, feeling him embrace her tightly. He pinned her again, against the wall, unzipping her jeans, sliding his hand down between her legs,

Feeling for her wetness. Feeling that she was already wet, he stimulated her swollen clit, bringing her to orgasm, feeling her gush. That smell,

Drove him wild. Removing her jeans completely, he unzipped releasing his hardness, wrapping both legs around his hips, he slammed into her,

Causing her to gasp......"

Azrael woke up in a cold sweat. "Oh GOD!" Her hands were working overtime between her legs. Her panties were soak and wet,

And there was a wet spot in the bed. "OH NO! I can't have just...." She passed out.

"Adam stood in the pines behind two large stones watching Azrael dust her third vampire of the night. He really didn't approve of

What she did or what she was, but there was something else about her that was driving him. He could not keep away from her, he knew Eve

Would be furious, but he could care less, he was far gone now. Eve had her protege, now it was his turn. Only...was she a protoge or something

Else? At this point...he didn't know. He watched as she performed the Last Rites, then pocket the jewels the lady had been wearing. The

Vatican don't work for free, he smirked. He was going to go home and leave her to her devices, but an urge overtook him, he wanted his

Angel. He remembered the interlude he had with Eve earlier, how he wanted Azrael then. He walked with purpose to Azrael, grabbed her,

Pinning her against the wall of a mausoleum. He covered her mouth his, biting her tongue, her lips, filling their mouths with blood. Oh

Blessed Communion of Souls! He then nuzzled her neck, biting down, feeling her blood in his mouth and his throat. Wine of Heaven! She

Returned the favor, biting him. Why would she bite the neck of a Sinner? He couldn't take it anymore. He pinned her against the wall again,

Unzipping her jeans, feeling her womanly wetness, that smell of her sex was driving him insane. He teased her clit, drove his fingers inside her,

Until she dripped with orgasm. Knowing her ready, he removed her jeans, unzipped himself, wrapped her legs around him, plunging into her

Tightness......."

Adam woke up with a start breathing heavy, sweat pouring from him. Eve had not even stirred Thank God! He tried to get up, but

His hardened manhood made it hard for him to even sit up all the way. DAMN IT! He laid back down trying to get it to subside, but it

Wouldn't. He wanted...needed HER! Gingerly, he stands up, and goes to the bathroom, shutting the door, he works to take care of his

Problem, calling out his Angel's name. Eve does not even wake from her dead sleep. Satisfied with his release, Adam slips back into bed, and

Back into his day sleep, perchance to dream again about his Angel.