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🪻《 The Nephilim and The Vampire 》🪻

The bright rays of sunlight awoke Claude from a wonderful dream, He looked around and found Clodette resting her head on his arm, He nestled his face on her messy hair. Clodette smelled of lavenders which soothed and calmed Claude's mind, he took the opportunity to study her mesmerizing face. Her hair which became a tangled mess from last night's intimacy looked like golden threads under the sunlight, skin so pale that almost look like a shiny marble, he planted a kiss on her forehead and her golden brows furrowed creating a crease in between. He placed a finger on it and it gradually faded, she moaned sleepily.

Claude gazed down at her heart-shaped lips and brushed his thumb on it before he moistened his lips and pressed it against hers. Clodette's lips began to part and kissed him back! Her arms clung on his neck, her fingers playfully ran through his hair as Claude moved gently on top of her without breaking their kiss. Claude entered his tongue in her sweet honeyed mouth and sucked her delicious tongue!

He gently pulled away and stared at her smiling face. "Is this how you wake me up now? She giggled.

"If you want" Claude smiled back.

He leaned for a kiss and she bravely met his tongue with hers. Their tongues danced in a rhythmic tune only they could hear! Claude's heart began to quickened as he felt his erection hardened on her stomach, he tried to pull away but she stopped him.

"No, It's alright"

"You will be exhausted"

"I won't" she paused "I'm an immortal! Don't underestimate me!"

He kissed her nose and pushed his body slightly up. She spread-eagled eager for him to be inside her but instead Claude trailed kisses on her neck and gently moving downwards, stopping at the middle of her gorgeous bosoms. he licked her bosom, circling his tongue on the hardened nipple, Clodette moaned softly! Claude persisted on licking Clodette's body all the way to her navel. Her hands grasped his hair, as she continued to feel pleasure!

He suddenly knelt and parted her thighs, "What are you doing?" Clodette asked.

"You'll see" Claude spoke as he leaned down and licked her most sensitive part.

"Ah!" She screamed in surprise!

"No, not there!" She protested but Claude continued on. He licked her walls and opened it, revealing a moistened part of her. It twitched, eager to be kissed! He leaned forward and licked it enthusiastically, he sucked her delicious clit as she groaned and tried to push his head away!

"Stop! aaah ah ah!"

Clodette could have thrown Claude out of the bed considering her strength but she didn't because she wanted it too. Claude sucked her harder, tasting the sweetness of her nectar! Her tiny hole twitched as his tongue glazed upon it, he used his thumbs to open it slightly and entered his tongue! Claude slid it in and out, tasting her!

"Aaaaah" Clodette moaned, arching her back because of pleasure! "aaaah ah ah"

As Claude continued on circling his tongue inside her, Clodette's body began to convulsed and trembled as she reached her climax!

"Uh aaah" She panted.

Claude wiped his lips and without a second thought, turned her over. "Ah! Claude! What are you doing?"

"I want to do it this way" Claude spoke as he curled his arms around her waist and gently lifted her buttocks up, he slid his member between her legs and rubbed it enthusiastically on her wet clit. His hand rested on her buttocks while the other on her waist.

"Stop teasing me" Clodette moaned.

She flinched as she felt Claude's thumb rubbed her anus, "Not there!"

Claude hummed and leaned forward "Maybe next time, I get to make love to all of your holes" He kissed her head "But for now, your wet flower needs attending" he slowly positioned the tip of his member on Clodette's entrance and entered her.

"Aaahh" She moaned sweetly as he leaned his head back just when he felt the erotic pleasure!

"Oh!" Claude let out a groan. He leaned down and whispered on her ear "I'll move slowly this time" Clodette nodded as she tightened her jaw.

Claude pulled back and slowly pushed in. "Har–harder!" Clodette moaned, he pulled back again and slammed inside her, she let out a cry! he cupped her bosom with his hands as he pounded inside her again and again. "I want to go slow but you won't let me" Claude chuckled.

Clodette's eyes were hazy and out of focus, "I want you Claude, so go harder"

A rush of euphoria hit Claude as he thrust his throbbing erection vigorously, he pulled out and thrust all the way in! Clodette moaned loudly and squeezed his hard erection "Ah" Claude let out a moan. Clodette's voice started to became raspy and it made Claude's busting erection throbbed harder!

Their bodies heated up as Claude continued to pound inside her. Clodette breathe roughly as her insides pulsated repeatedly!

"Aaaaaah" Clodette reached her climax but Claude continued on.

"Claude wait!"

Claude hungered for more pleasure thus he pulled out slowly and thrust deeper inside her. He shuddered as a sudden erotic sensation enveloped his body when he climaxed.

He laid beside her as they caught their breaths. Clodette reached out for him and nestled in his arms.

"I wish we can be incandescently happy"

"We can" he whispered.

🥀A month after the funeral

Clodette strode toward the garden as her mind wandered yet again to the once comrades she trusted, their betrayal was her awakening. Her subordinates whom she treated as family was lost forever because of her incompetence! She caught a glimpse of the yellow tulips swaying in the wind and it reminded her of Evangeline, Clodette imagined her crouching by the pavements and gathering some tulips for her. She abruptly halted by the flower pavements, and picked a tulip.

The weight of their deaths were her responsibility! She was vengeful and regretful at the same time, but one thing she couldn't wrap her mind around was her brother, Marcus. Clodette couldn't believe that her only brother would betray her and used her people against her, he was a psychopathic liar but he wasn't a person to harbor ill feelings toward her.

"He wouldn't kill me" He can't kill me.

No matter what, he is her brother and she loved him however the visions she saw in Romania was so vivid, she didn't want to believe.

I wouldn't believe that!

I don't believe that!

These words kept ringing inside her mind like clockwork. How could he say he wanted her to come back when he was the one who banished her from the coven?

There was something amiss about that information, someone might have tampered into the witch's memories but who and why?

Why would someone create a dyke between them siblings?

As Clodette was lost in the train of her thoughts, she absentmindedly fiddled on her emerald necklace which gave her comfort, Claude caught up to her and enveloped her in his embrace. "What are you doing?" He whispered, Clodette placed her hands over his and showed him the tulip.

"Spring will be over soon"

Claude tightened his embrace and spoke "Let's go upstairs" his lips trailed kisses on Clodette's neck, sucking on her flesh gently and leaving tiny kiss marks. Although it was a tempting invitation Clodette didn't concede, Claude needed to learn the truth about her and this time she will unravel it. Clodette didn't want to revisit her past but the past she proactively avoided was catching up with her and it could eventually hurt Claude. She needed him to be ready, if Marcus was the instigator of all these problems they couldn't afford to be lax.

Clodette spun around to face Claude, who titled his head and placed his lips urgently against hers. Clodette placed her  hand on the back of Claude's head as the kiss deepened, her fingers twiddled through his hair as his warm hands gently caresseed her back. After an eternity of his kisses, he finally pulled away. He smiled at her and said:

"We need to head upstairs or someone might see something they shouldn't" He winced his nose, playfully. 

Clodette grinned as Claude brushed his nose on hers and pulled her gently toward the staircase as their hands intertwined Clodette couldn't help but think that she would do anything just to remain by his side, she never wished for anything in this world but to hold on to Claude!

Once they were inside Clodette's chambers, Claude pulled her toward the bed but before he could pull his shirt off, Clodette stopped him. He gave Clodette a hurt expression which Clodette found amusingly cute, like a puppy. "I want to tell you something"

"Whatever it is, it can wait" Claude cupped his hands on Clodette's face and pulled her to a kiss. His kisses were urgent and aggressive, not wanting to wait any longer! Clodette pulled away, fighting the desire that already started to burn inside her.

"Please"

Claude stared at her for a brief moment then he nodded. He pulled Clodette on the bed and they sat there embracing each other, Claude had his back against the headboard as Clodette sat between his legs and her back against his chest. Clodette could feel his chest moved up and down, as he breathed slowly. Being able to share such intimacy so naturally left a warm feeling inside Clodette, the only person she could trust right now was Claude and she needed to protect him at all costs!

"I have to tell you everything from the beginning"

Clodette sighed gently and began to tell him her story:

🥀《Clodette's Narration》

Those were the dark times, creatures of the night freely roamed the world. The Nephilims or moon-eyed children had lived in Canaan for thousands of years however after the great flood they reside in the Strait of Gibraltar. Due to their nomad nature some of them settled in Corinth and they disappeared through time.

My family weren't natives in Transylvania, my bloodline was the oldest and sacred of all vampire nobility, it is a bloodline of Ambrogio, one of oldest known vampire. My family kept changing our names throughout history, settling in many countries as possible to avoid suspicions from people but we were once known as the House Ambrogia of Delphi.

Pure blood female vampires held great prestige in the coven for they were rarely born. Vampires could turn a human into a vampire but these human turned vampires weren't able to procreate our kind, only with pure blood could they create one. My father, Lucian Analectus, Lucius was the firstborn and heir to House Ambrogia hence, he was needed to procreate his heir. He chose a pure blooded vampire of House Ma'at of Leontopolis, my mother Arsinoë, who descended from an ancient vampire, Sekhmet.

As my mother claimed.

I was the first vampire girl to be born in House Ambrogia after a millennia so I was my father's delight, even more so when I took into his likeness. Pale blond hair and crimson eyes, my father possessed an ethereal beauty. I was born in privilege and richness that no one could imagine, we were in the pinnacle of power!

But that smugness I possessed simply changed when I met Claudius. I first met him along the riverbanks of the Corinthian forest, he was gathering some herbs and lost his way. He ended up on the forest owned by my father, I remembered being fascinated by his eyes, they were like the color of the sky, so clear and pure.

He was a child back then, he wore his black hair long, he had pale skin like mine and pouty lips. He was handsome but then again, all Nephilims were otherworldly mesmerizing. He wore a tunic of azure with a white chiton underneath and a sash wrapped around this waist holding the fabric tightly on his body. His topaz himation covering his body was safely fastened on his right shoulder with a silver sparrow pin.

It was already the 18th century but he was dressed as though he lived a millennia ago.

I extended my hand to him and introduced myself. At first, he was hesitant to take my hand but I gave him a little smile and he smiled back.

That was the beginning of our friendship. Claudius would go to the same spot almost everyday to meet me. We would play, draw and talk all morning and by the afternoon, he would disappear. He once told me, that his tribe was unique and needed to be hidden from the world.

I didn't know then what it meant.

As years passed, Claudius and I had became close, very close that I started to have feelings for him. He was easy to love, he had this bright aura that felt so warm and comfortable whenever you were near him.

However, time had come for me to attend to my duties. My father trained Marcus and I to become his best warriors, as we were destined to become the rulers of the next generation!

Due to this, Claudius and I rarely saw each other. One snowy night, I decided to see him so I waited for him near the river banks where I first met him. I waited for a while but there was no sign of him. I thought he wouldn't come, but I decided to wait a little longer. I absentmindedly watched the fireflies fawning on the lotus plants.

When I heard a soft whisper I spun around to see Claudius standing behind me, he was leaning on the tree and smiling wide. He was taller than me now, and he seemed brighter than before, his shoulders were broader and there was an unmistakably aura around him that made him fearless, a far cry from a scaredy-cat he once was.

We talked for hours like old times however, our time together was short and we needed to say our goodbyes. Claudius pulled me into an embrace, as I pulled away he stared at me with those eyes. Azure eyes that I love. His eyes were gleaming with mischief! He told me that he wanted to show me his secret. A parting gift.

The next thing I knew I was running hand in hand with Claudius.

"We are here" Claudius exclaimed. I looked around confused, there was nothing in here but only trees, bushes and flowers not to mention mosquitoes!

"There's nothing here" I told him, but he walked behind me and smirked. I looked down and realized that I was standing on the edge of a cliff.

I turned to face Claudius, "Claudius?"

"Do you trust me?"

"I do" I replied after a brief hesitation.

Then he pushed me off the cliff.

🪻《Author's Note 》🪻

Hey Lovely People🥀

This chapter is the beginning to unravel Clodette's past and how she met Claudius!

🪷| Glossary:
Chiton: a tunic worn by men and women in ancient Greece.
Himation: Outer garment worn over the shoulder, thicker than the chiton.

N/A: Azazel's name will be changed to Ambrogio.

Questions of the day:
What do you think was Claudius' intention and what would be his parting gift be?

Was he trying to kill her? Why?

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Love, Julia 🪻 Thank you!