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Live to Die	By : SerpentsChild Category: A through F > Dark Hunter Views: 1268 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two
Remi wasn’t sure what to do with a sobbing female when he got her back to her room. She simply curled up on her side. Remi just stared the two parts of him warring trying to figure out what to do. Remi wasn’t the sensitive type, hell he wasn’t even sure how to handle a female. His mother and sister were easy but this? This was stupid.
He paced the room glancing at her each time he turned. He was about to pull his hair out. Finally he sat and watched as she slowly fell asleep. He’d never seen a Dark-Hunter fall apart like that. He shifted closer to her, shifting to a bear as he did so.
Carefully he peered over her arm at her face. He was struck at that moment at how young she looked. Sure all the Dark-Hunters were young when they were created but she… she could be no older then eighteen when she died. She was nothing but a cub.
He laid his head just in front of her as she shifted revealing the tear soaked face more clearly. She was beautiful, even like this. Dark hair and light skin. A beautiful contrast that may look odd on some fit her perfectly. And her eyes, he remembered the pale blue that served as the only color to her. They complimented her.
Her body was lithe and even in sleep strung tightly as if ready to pounce. Animal or not she was like him. A predator, ready to strike out at anyone who dared come near her. Remi took a breath and experienced a scent he’d only run into a few hours before. Lilac and pine. It was a natural scent that he couldn’t get enough of. He felt at home with her.
He would have happily fallen asleep in her presence but the door opening made him turn with a snarl. But it died once more as he glimpsed the man standing in the doorway. Acheron. The man wore his customary sunglasses but his hair was green today and not a pretty shade of emerald, but a bright almost disgusting color green. One developed to no doubt anger the goddess he served,
“Remi? Mind leaving so I could talk to Amara?” he asked, though it could have also been a demand. But he knew the bear didn’t react kindly to demands. In a moment Remi was human and dressed again,
“She just got to sleep. She needs-” he head Amara shift her voice was heavy with sleep and sadness,
“It’s alright Remi.” she sat up rubbing her temples hair spilling over her shoulders in soft black waves. “I wasn’t that out of it anyway. I heard you… moving around.” Remi shifted a bit uncomfortably as he thought about what else she knew that he was doing. Finally with a last glare at Acheron he walked from the room to take up a post outside the door.
Amara watched the bear go, feeling warmed by the fact that he was, at least a little, was worried for her wellbeing. She looked at Acheron who waited until the door snapped closed to walk the length of the room to her side. She fell into his arms tempted to start crying again. But she resisted. Acheron was never one to coddle his hunters. For her, though, he made an exception. Barely 17 when she was turned into this soulless monster she’d had a harder time of accepting what she was then the others. And Acheron had been livid at Aretimis for months for accepting someone so young. He had to first deal with a child grieving over her mother and fathers loss.
Then he had to teach that child that she couldn’t be a child anymore. She was dealing with things that wouldn’t stop just because she was scared or a kid. She’d hated everyone for a while but eventually she warmed up to him and he was there whenever she needed him.
“I’m sorry.” she told him as she wiped her eyes. He shook his head,
“You have nothing to be sorry for. Jessica on the other hand…” she looked up at him confused. “You have to reign in that temper of yours for a bit Amara. Jessica’s alright and so is everyone else. Her and her mother are downstairs. It was all some joke…” Amara’s eyes narrowed. Even though Acheron had told her to keep her temper she could feel it rising. But it wasn’t alone. Pain fueled her rage. She in an instant she was standing and heading out the door.
She startled Remi into jumping back as she passed. He jumped up following after her even as Acheron walked slowly hands in his pockets.
The moment she walked into the bar she spotted Jessica and had to resist the urge to scream at her. She narrowed her eyes on her and she cringed back into her mother who didn’t look any happier then Amara.
“You have five minutes to explain this to me Jessica.” she snapped and Jessica once more cringed back.
“Well you see it was Darien and Markus. They… well remember when you kicked me out of the house a couple weeks ago?’ she asked and though Amara didn’t move to acknowledge it she did. She’d wanted the girl to go out and have some fun. But she’d come how drunk. “Well were drinking and having some fun… and I well told them some things I shouldn’t have.” Amara saw red at that. And it was only Remi’s arm around her that kept her from tearing out the squires throat.
“You told them about…” she began each word being forced through clenched teeth. Amara nodded and Marie looked away as if ashamed by the action
“I’m sorry Amara. I didn’t know they would do something so stupid! They were drinking again and I’d told them you were coming home with me! It was harmless please!” she said starting to sob herself. Though her mother was angry with her she wrapped her arms around her
Amara was hurt and shaking in rage. How could she? She was supposed to protect her, not almost destroy her again. Her finger nails dug into her palms drawing blood.
“Amara?” Jessica’s voice was hesitant and Amara simply turned away from her speaking to Marie
“Marie have your husband gather Jessica’s things from my home. She is no longer welcome there. Tell the council I will require another squire.” Jessica’s heartbroken sobs almost made her turn back. But She had been hurt and betrayed by the one person she expected to know better. She wasn’t going to forgive her. Acheron stood directly behind Amara and Remi
“do you need anything?” he asked as she walked past him. She paused to shake her head before returning to the Peltier house. Remi after a growl as Jessica followed her. Nicolette, who had felt the raw pain coming from both girls, watched her son curiously. While she was never that trusting she was beginning to wonder if her son would help heal at least one of the two in pain tonight.

Remi followed Amara into her room and shut the door as she paced wanting nothing more then to hurt something, break something. Remi dropped down as a lamp shattered right above his head. She looked like she felt slightly better but he could still tell she wanted to scream. He avoided the glass and sat down on the bed pulling her down to sit in his lap.
Amara made a noise of protest, arms flailing slightly before she turned her head to glare at him. He merely stared back at her offering her a delicious smile. Her anger and hurt deflated a bit as she looked at him. While she hardly knew him she wanted nothing more then to curl up in his arms and forget tonight ever happened.
Remi nuzzled her neck and took a deep breath drawing in her scent. It was driving him crazy and the bear inside him wanted her. Craved her. He’d taken a few women to the ’room’ but none of them did he ever want so desperately. He growled against her neck and tightened his grip on her as she tried to move.

The room was getting far too hot for Amara’s taste and she attempted to move from Remi’s grasp. But it seemed that he wasn’t going to let her go that easily. The growl that came from him stilled her immediately. His hands were roaming carefully almost cautiously and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
Unlike the other Dark-Hunters she hadn’t taken anyone to her bed since she’d become a hunter. Being seventeen and having grown up in the society she did, it just wasn’t approved of. Not that it mattered now-a-days. Kids a lot younger then her were having babies with men they weren’t married to. It was baffling.
She’d never even entertained the thought of going into someone’s bed. But the way things were going now and her state of mind, she would be tempted. Very tempted. He’d gained a bit more bravado while she contemplated and one of his hands was sliding just barely under her shirt. His touch was electrifying and she unconsciously shifted her body into his touch.
He seemed surprised and he growled before he stood abruptly keeping her in his arms. He turned and laid her on the bed before laying himself over her. Lips attacking her neck and jaw. Amara was surrendering to him to her own surprise, letting his hands grip her hips tightly. Her body responding to him in ways it hadn’t to anyone else.
Remi nipped at her neck smelling the evidence of how his touches effected her. Again the animal inside him pushed to the surface and it was all he could do not to rip her clothes from her. But regardless of how he felt and how she was reacting he knew it was all in response to the stress of the evening. So he sat back and nudged her over to the side.
Confused Amara moved over and watched him lay beside her
“You need some rest. And in end you will regret anything more then this.” he said before changing into a bear. She reached over and stroked his fur, surprised at how calm she was laying beside, essentially, an animal. Even if he had a human form that’s what he really was.
With a sigh she rolled onto her side facing away from him and attempted sleep. It wasn’t coming easily. She was about to give up when his paw dropped over her carefully dragging her close. He made a noise in his sleep and she could only shake her head and snuggle into his side.

She wasn’t sure when she fell asleep, but she woke up just as the sun went down. Alone. Making a noise of annoyance she rolled over and off the bed stumbling slightly. She was still tired, but she was too used to getting up at this time to change now. So she grabbed her bag and headed to the bathroom to shower and change.
Her arms didn’t want to obey her once she’d gotten there, refusing to pull her shirt over her head. She growled out in annoyance and sat heavily on the toilet seat her head rolling forward to rest on her hands.
She could barely glance up when Remi poked his head into the bathroom. He looked just as good as he had the night before his blonde hair pulled back from his face. He didn’t smile but moved farther into the room and crouched in front of her. He took her chin in his hand and lifted it gently.
Shaking his head he stood and pulled her to her feet. She whined in protest but he ignored it as he pulled up her shirt to toss it on the floor of the bathroom. Originally he’d just come up to check on her, but now all he really wanted to do was continue what they’d started last night. The moment more of her body was revealed to him he growled and bent down to attack it.
She tilted her head back and gasped as his lips and teeth nipped at the sensitive skin above her breasts. He continued down growling at the bra that blocked his path. Remi tired of bothering with, in his opinion, stupid garment simply made it go away… along with the rest of her clothes.
Again she gasped and Remi enjoyed the sounds she made. His body hardened with every noise and he pressed tightly against her. He could feel every curve pressed against him it was maddening.
He buried his face in her neck breathing in that addicting scent. He’d never been so attracted to a female and never one that was under the thumb of someone else. The goddess would no doubt throw a fit if she found out, but that didn’t matter to him right now.
He easily lifted her into his arms and she smiled tiredly at him. She rested her head on his shoulder as he continued to taste the skin of her neck. He moved and sat where she had been supporting her easily in his lap. Her weight against him was almost more then he could take.
In a moment he too was naked. That first contact of flesh against flesh made him shake against her. She slid her arms around his neck and buried her face against his neck trying to hide the blush that covered her cheeks. She’d never been in this position before, in the arms of a naked man…animal.
Even as exhausted as she felt she wanted him to touch her. She still felt like a child at times, even when facing the daimons. But oddly enough she felt… like a woman in his arms. She barely knew him and all she wanted was him. His touch set her on fire. If she had a soul she would say that it called to him. His lips trailed down her neck to her collar and farther sampling her like the finest wine.
She whimpered and tilted her head back offering him her neck. Her hands fisted in his hair and he growled in the back of his throat sending tiny vibrations through her skin. It sent a shiver down her spine and pooled between her legs.
Remi growled again as the scent of her arousal hit him hard. There was far too much space between them for his liking. But he would have to deal with it for a moment. He slid his hand between them to press his fingers gently into her folds. But his eyes widened when she jerked back almost falling off his lap.
Her cheeks were red and he didn’t have to ask what was wrong. The move had been unexpected and he’d scared her. He chuckled against her neck and nipped it gently… or not so gently. She hissed but didn’t move away letting him bite and suck her skin. He kept distracting her with his nips until his hand was back in place. This time she only flinched slightly before groaning into his ear.
His free hand rested on her hip and his fingers tightened to the point of bruising. That was one thing he enjoyed about her. She wasn’t fragile like a normal human. He would have no doubt broken a hip with his punishing grip on any other woman. It was why he didn’t take many lovers. He hated holding back.
Every breath she took was like an addiction to him and nothing would break that addiction… except one slightly little confusing thing. She was a virgin. Dark-Hunters while not encouraged to make lasting relationships were known to take many humans to their beds. But she hadn’t. He pulled back from her neck and stared at her.
Her eyes went to his and the confusion was there barely hidden behind the lust. He shook his head and pulled back his hand, but she grabbed him by the wrist.
“Please…” she nuzzled his neck before pressing kisses from his collarbone to his jaw. Her voice was so full of raw need, Remi could only close his eyes and growl. Despite what he normally could have done he wanted her. He was going to hurt her, he knew that, but he couldn’t stop himself from responding to her voice.
This time he grabbed hold of her hips lifting her as he pulled her closer to him. Her arms slipped around his neck. Remi smirked and nuzzled her neck gently
“This is going to hurt… a lot.” he muttered to her the moment before pushed himself into her willing body. Remi wasn’t prepared for the feelings that assaulted him nor the loud whimper that came from her.
She tensed gasping loudly and trying to pull back from him but he tightened his grip. “Relax.” he growled out stilling her with a strong grip. His fingers slowly loosened and gently ran his fingers through her hair. “Breath.” he told her and Amara could only nod.
Tears were running down her cheeks but slowly the pain dissipated. When she felt she was ready she nodded to him. He was being overwhelmingly patient with her and she appreciated that more then she could say.
Remi stood and then hit his knees to lay her back against the floor. He pressed a quick kiss to her lips before he started moving thrusting his hips against hers with a groan. It had been a while since he’d had anyone. His brothers all worked around all the clubs patrons giving them ample time to find a human.
Remi didn’t have that chance. And this, this was supposed to be a simple fling, but something told him that it wouldn’t be that simple. Because even as he took her he could feel something more, the animal in him was practically purring. Something he’d never experienced before.
His pace increased and listened to the moans and whimpers that where coming from Amara. He captured her lips his tongue delving into her mouth to map every inch. He wanted to know every inch of her. To capture every sound that sent fire coursing through his body.
“Your noises.. They’re addicting..” he muttered against her neck fingers squeezing her ass gently. She could only cling to him as his body moved against hers sending her over the edge of sanity. His lips tracing the lines of her body, sucking on portions of skin like a man dying of thirst.
She wasn’t expecting the way his touch made her shake, or the way his body felt against hers. The muscles moving beneath his skin made her groan out her pleasure. And Remi loved every second of it. At that moment he would have killed to protect her.
Remi heard her gasp and she tightened around him body taunt. He chuckled at her widened eyes, before he growled out his completion. He laid his larger body over hers, careful not to crush her beneath his weight. He gently nuzzled her neck as she tried to catch her breath. Remi could smell the blood in the air and he suddenly felt terrible.
But he didn’t have time to say anything. Moments after he opened his mouth the bathroom door swung open violently revealing Nicolette standing with narrowed eyes, “Boy you better get your ass downstairs and help your brothers..” she said hands on her hips.
Amara didn’t think Remi could cower, but under his mothers intense gaze he did just that. Flashing clothes on both of them before standing and heading into the hallway keeping his gaze lowered. You never would have believed that the man was an adult. But then again Amara was even cowering. The bear matriarch was a scary woman when she looked ready to tear you apart.
Nicolette slammed the door shut and Amara winced slightly before getting up and deciding it was really time to shower and then maybe talk to Nicolette… if the bear didn’t kill her first.
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