Nick took off to the place where he figured Natasha had gone. She was out of the house like a flash of lightening. He knew where she could be found though. He entered through the gates of the cemetery and slowly opened the door to the mausoleum, finding her sitting on the table where they had made love earlier. "Natasha, I never meant..."

"No, Nickolas, there's no need to explain. You were only surviving."

He slowly approached her, sitting closely next to her. "That's right. I was doing it for no other purpose."

"I just...I thought you would be killing her. I wasn't prepared to see you..." Her eyes began to water. "I've never fully given myself to someone."

"I'm not taking that lightly either." He sighed deeply. "I can't bring myself to kill. Even though it's nature to me now, I can't do it. Lance told me about that way. I didn't want to, but it was the only thing I could bring myself to do." He placed his hand under her chin, drawing her in for a kiss. "I was only thinking about you while it was all happening. Her blood and sweetness were nothing compared to yours."

Natasha grinned as she read his thoughts, matching up with the words he was speaking. "Why can't people be as real and honest as you, Nickolas?"

"Because, then you'd be with someone else instead of me." He leaned in for another kiss, slowly being pulled on top of her as Natasha lay down.

"Did you get enough?" she asked, concerned.

"Yes, I drank enough," he breathed passionately while kissing her neck. "Right now, all I want to do is feast on your delectable body."

"Please, Nickolas, have your way with me," she moaned.

He slowly slid her dress down, admiring her breasts once more. He drew circles around her hardened nipples with his wet tongue, blowing softly on them every few seconds. "I wanna taste all of you," Nick purred. He looked up at her, gazing at her beautiful face. He inched himself up, claiming her lips once he reached her sweet mouth. "The pain I feel when craving blood, is nothing compared to the pain I feel when I'm not in your arms." He scraped his teeth against the skin of her neck, causing her cry out in complete pleasure. "I need you to live," he whispered. "Please, I can't survive without knowing I have you."

"Nickolas, you know I'm yours."

He sighed sadly. "But I can't really have you. I mean, I can't announce to the world that I love you." His electric blue eyes showed so much pain as they almost glowed in the dim light. "I've never said that to anyone before. I've been with women...quite a few actually, and I've never given my heart to them. Natasha, I'd completely end my life for you." He felt himself in actual physical pain knowing what he knew. He slowly backed away from her, tears in his eyes. "It's so fucking unfair!" he yelled.

Natasha was startled and her body jumped a bit under his weight. "Please Nickolas, you're frightening me." Her voice trembled as her body shook.

He stood up, quickly stripping himself of all his clothes and dignity. "Look! Look at me! I no longer belong to myself! This is so damn confusing! I belong to you and you belong to me. But then again, you don't! You feel and say one thing but it's not completely true!" He grabbed at his hair, tugging fiercely. The tears streamed down his cheeks as his eyes illuminated more.

Natasha felt sympathy and anger coursing through her veins at the same time. She bolted off the table and quickly followed his lead, stripping down to nothing. "Is this what you want, Nickolas?" she asked, exasperated. "We are primitive creatures after all! I may have most of the answers but I don't have all of them! If I had all the answers then I'd be able to understand why you weren't around three hundred years ago! Damn it, Nickolas, if you would have been I may have been able to live a normal life with you!"

"So this is my fault?"

"No! But for some reason this was the hand that we were dealt. No one...except for Justin is to blame. Not you, not me, not even God. I'm handling this as best as I know how. I've never been with anyone else but Justin. I've never...I mean..."

Nick's attitude and disposition softened as he listened, knowing how stupid he had sounded. He slowly stepped towards her naked figure. "You never what?" he whispered, touching his hand gently to her face.

"I've never been in love either, you know. I've already told you that. This is all so difficult and new for me. Just as you're learning your new life, I'm learning also. None of this is easy for me. Words just can't..."

"....describe what you're feeling." He finished her sentence perfectly. "I have a bad temper." He grinned slightly, knowing how stupid what he said really was. "Guess you could already tell that. True love is a new thing for me as well."

She smiled sweetly. "Nickolas, no more words. It will only..."

"...ruin things," he smiled back. He lightly brushed his lips against hers, feeling the surge running through his body. He slowly lifted her right leg up, wrapping it around his waist. He placed his hands under her firm butt, rubbing her flesh. "Just wrap around me," he sighed, lifting her against him. Her eyes now began to glow, causing him to breathe deeper. He backed up against one of the walls, thinking of nothing but the strong emotions he felt. By some unknown force to him, they where quickly whirled halfway around, making Natasha's back to the wall. All she could do was grin as his eyes widened. "You do have your ways of getting what you want," he smiled. Before she could answer, he thrust his stiff cock into her, causing a joyous scream from both of them.

She stared deeply into his eyes, never losing contact. His breathing soon turned into animalistic grunts as he slammed himself into her. "Harder," she growled as the sweat poured off them both. "Show me what my angel boy can do," she whimpered. "Please, show me what only you can do," she managed to get out.

He snarled happily at her words, knowing that she meant what she said. He moved fluently in and out of her, unable to even describe the feelings within him that she stirred. "You...feel...so...good," he panted.

"Cum for me, angel," she purred.

He soon felt her insides contracting around his length, not able to control his own pleasure. "Ah..." he sighed, collapsing against Natasha as she lowered her legs to the ground.

She studied his face intently, planting soft kisses on his closed eyes. "You will forever be mine," she whispered, seeing the famous smile play on his lips.

"Forever mine," he repeated, leading them back to the table for a much needed rest.