"Who would've thought?" spoke James, pulling Nuria softly by the waist, their bodies touched. James chuckled at the irony of the moment.
"You still remember that day?" asked Nuria while softly tracing a thin scar on his bare chest, covered by a layer of thin and light hair. His scar, going from his left collarbone down to the side of his pectoral, seemed to be more of a deep scratch.
"How not to remember it? You almost killed me" answered James, playfully accusing her. Nuria laughed softly.
"I was looking for food, and I took you for a human" she said, almost apologetically.
"Well, I guess I can't blame you. It was nighttime" said James smiling. His smile slowly faded away. Staring at Nuria's intense green eyes, and glancing at times her pale-pink lips, he said:
"That night would mark our destiny". Nuria blinked slowly, agreeing with that statement.
"After three hundred years of hunting, you are definitely my most valuable prey", and as she was getting closer to James' lips, she continued:
"And tonight, I plan on feasting".
This said, James and Nuria fused their lips into a slow, passionate, and fierce kiss. James' right hand held Nuria's neck, while with the left one he held her small waist.
Grasping him as never wanting to let go, Nuria felt how James slowly pressed her against the wall. Her cold and pale face and lips seemed to take a bit of warmth from James' hot blood rushing throughout his whole body. Nuria could feel it, and it was driving her insane. Even when her instincts arouse just for a second, she knew it was not mere blood-thirst, it was something else. Something more intense and passionate, something that made her feel alive, even when she was really not.
James' tender passion was making Nuria dizzy with pleasure, and she felt her instincts arise even more. It was then when she felt her fangs grow, so she pulled away because she didn’t want to hurt James.
Looking up at James' eyes, she saw herself reflected. Her eyes were turning from intense green to bright amber. She noticed that James was transforming as well. His body was covered now by a thicker layer of dark hair, and his muscles were wider. Also, his bright blue eyes were almost jet-black. Both stared at each other, breathing quite heavily, allowing themselves to reverse the transformation they’ve almost gone through when creatures like them are not just hunting, but also in an early stage of ecstasy.
After their transformations faded away and they’ve gone back to their normal appearance, James stroke Nuria’s pale cheek softly. She felt her knees weakening.
“You are so beautiful” whispered James softly, “I’ve never seen or met anybody like you”, Nuria gave away a fainted smile, and James continued:
“You are different among your kind, and I plan on keeping you”. Drawing closer to her face until both of their cheeks touched, and with the same sweet and killer whisper, he said:
“Be mine, Nuria, forever.”
Nuria felt she was growing weak, melting with love and sweet desire; she had to close her eyes. She hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck, feeling the shaking of her knees while feeling his heart pounding hard against her chest. Resting her head on his chest, she could hear his heart pounding hard and nervously.
She could almost hear the blood in his veins rushing with passion, and breathing slowly, tried to control the urge to bite him. Reminding herself of what he was, that urge went away immediately.
“What are you thinking of, my love?” said James suddenly, breaking the silence and interrupting Nuria’s thoughts.
Still with her eyes closed, she answered softly:
“Your heartbeat”. James smiled and said:
“It’s screaming your name. Leaps of joy when hearing your voice, or thoughts about you come to my mind”. Finally opening her eyes, she leaned her head back to meet his beautiful blue eyes, full of love.
“That’s my only curse”, she said sadly “Not having a heart that beats. I don’t even remember how it feels like anymore. I don’t know how it feels to feel with a heart. I miss it”. Looking low to the side, she glanced at the maroon silken bed cover that adorned her full-size bed. She felt a wet trace going down her cheek.
James lifted her face up slowly and looked into her sad eyes as he said:
“My dear Nuria, that doesn’t make you less. Don’t suffer!” and wiping her tear tenderly, he said in a whisper “I don’t need to heart nor feel your heart beat to know what your feelings are. Your eyes speak and express more than your heart or mouth could. I just need to look into your eyes to see and feel the same love and sweet passion I feel for you”.
Hugging her and allowing her to wrap her arms around his strong neck and shoulders, he stroked her head and hair sweetly, while saying:
“That’s why I know you are different from everybody else. You rescued me from the cruel beast I once was. You showed me how to love”.
Drawing back to look at her wet eyes, he said:
“I love you. I’ve loved you without knowing you. I’ve loved you all this time. And finally, I have you, right here, in my arms. I ask nothing else, but to be with you. Forever, if you allow me”. Nuria smiled weakly and said:
“I wouldn’t ever think I, a night creature, could have such an effect”. Both laughed softly at that statement, and without being able to hold it in longer, she said:
“You are the first in many centuries to see me this way. I discovered my old and forgotten self just by having strong feelings for you. You make me feel human, as I once was three centuries ago”.
After a brief pause, and looking passionately in love into his eyes, she said:
“I love you. Allow me to be yours, forever”. Being the last thing she said, they expressed their love with a slow but intense kiss.
Their lips heated slowly from intense love and pure passion. They seemed to not want to let go off each other, they just wanted their kiss to last forever. They didn’t transform this time, so Nuria, very slow, lead James to her bed, while their passion was rising as boiling water. Touching the edge of her bed with the back of her knees, Nuria slowly pulled James to the bed with her, allowing him to be on top.
Pausing from their kiss, they allowed each other a moment for them to touch and caress the other, sweetly and softly. Their backs, shoulders, faces, arms, they caressed with sweet desire. Resuming their kiss, they began the ritual, the ultimate proof of the intense love and passion they feel for each other.
Centuries of legends and myths, all were proved wrong, when the werewolf and the vampire, two different creatures, shared one same feeling for one another…being in love.
