East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

i love to swim


Posted on November 16, 2017 by Damon Marcello
East


He loved all the different facets he got to see of Isolt the more time he spent with her. Most knew her as shy and withdrawn, a human once who blended with the world around her, just trying to make her way. But look at her now. As a vampire, she had truly bloomed into something spectacular. She was a leader of her own coven now. She was confident and outgoing and she was damn sexy when she got pissed. But tonight she was soft and vulnerable, turning to putty in his hands and he was too long without her embrace. Their kisses deepened into something more as her back fround the wall inside of the foyer. Each time their lips touched, it was like fireworks and his body was aching for more, needing more, wanting more. But he didn't want to push her. She was the one who needed to forgive him. And he knew makeup sex wasn't going to get that. But her body was responding to his touches and he took that as hope. He had to. His hands roamed up her body hungrily, his fingers trailing her skin, whatever he could reach, tenderly but with a passion unmatched. He asked about her life then, wanting her to know he wasn't just back to seduce her. He needed her to know she had that ring on her finger for a reason.

She seemed to consider his words for a moment before she gave him a simper and his brow arched, already suspicious. She had shown herself to be quite mischeveous when she put her mind to it. His lips quirked up at her very next words, her fingers making short work of his jacket even as she spoke. She did it so smoothly. She was a real seductress when she put her mind to it. He watched her, his gaze intense and only for her as she spoke, alight with desire and respect. His lips quirked ever more even as her fingers then moved to his shirt as she spoke, undoing each with such care before her fingers found the bare skin beneath the fabric. His flesh felt like fire beneath her soft fingertips, coaxed to life by her alone. His chest rose and fell heavily even though he had no need to breathe. His eyes couldn't stop watching her. Her fingers moved achingly slow down his stomach to the hem of his pants and air hissed through his teeth in anticipation, even as she leaned in close. He was trying to focus on her question but all that went out the window the minute her hands slipped right into the front of his pants. He inhaled sharply, his eyes widening in surprise at her sudden boldness. God, he was madly in love with this woman. She surprised him at every corner.

He tried to find his voice as his fingers trailed back up her waist, sliding under that sweater to stroke her bare skin. God, he missed the feel of that beneath his fingers. He wanted it beneath his lips. Soon. "Well....he should certainly be punished to the full extent." He managed to gasp out, trying to focus around the plushness of her hands. "Um...as punishment...he should be at his fiance's mercy, oh gods, to meet all of said needs." He closed his eyes, groaning as he rolled his neck. "He would be hers, a slave of sorts, for her to command." He ended the last word on a gasp, his head tilted back. "Isolt, I love you." He whispered feverishly. Slowly he rolled his head back, eyes reopening slowly to focus on her. He found her gaze and held it, his voice slow and careful. "Command me."

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