Raised by the enemy

A new enemy

# Warning some explicit scenes

A few hours later, Salena woke up angry, hurt, and confused. Her confusion growing as she looked around. She had never seen this room before nor did she remember how she got there. The last thing she remembered was hearing Poison Eye say that she shouldn't turn her back of her opponent and then something hit her head hard.

She got up and ran to the vanity mirror and check her head but there wasn't even a scratch on it, nor was there any pain either.

A few seconds later, Volk came walking in wearing nothing but a towel around his waist and his hair still damp from his shower.

As Salena looked up his body slowly and her tongue instinctively darted out of her lips to moisten them, Volk broke out in a grin.

 "Like what you see, sweetheart?" he asked.

"Mhm." she replied as her eyes landed on his and a smile of her own began to play on her lips, "and from your smell, you're liking something as well."

"Oh, hunny, you're wrong. I don't just like what I see. I love and need what I see."

"Oh, really?"

"Yep."

"Then come and get it." she said teasingly and before she could so much as let a giggle escape her lips, Volk was on top of her. Kissing her with all the passion that the seven fires of hell could muster while ripping her clothes off of her body, exposing every inch of her skin to the slightly cold air of the room.

Noticing that his towel had dropped off of him, Salena's hand snaked down to wrap around his shaft and stroked gently while bucking her hips up and down invitingly, causing him to gasp softly and growl as he climbed on top of Salena.

"I love you, Salena, please don't forget that." he groaned as he slowly pushed his shaft into her hot moist center.

As he pushed past her hymen, however, Salena cried out in pain causing him to pause a moment afraid that he had hurt her. But as the pain subsided, a soft moan escaped her lips letting him know exactly what had happened. So, he continued his slow, rhythmic thrusts and torturous barrage on her. Making her pleasure rise to the point of ecstasy with every thrust in and out of her tight wet entrance. The whole time, his hands exploring every inch of her bare skin while he whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

He would speed up just enough to get her close, then slow down or stop. Driving her wild as he tortured her until she couldn't take it anymore and growled at him as she dug her nails into his back.

When they both finally orgasmed, Volk was still inside of Salena. He slowly pulled out of her and rolled over laid down beside her right side panting. "I didn't know you was a virgin. You should have told me."

"Would it have made any difference?"

"Honestly, no. But I would have known to enter more gently."

"Exactly, and even if it would have, I wouldn't have told you because I'm glad you were my first and you will be my last. And as for the more gentle part, I liked it just the way it was so stop it."

Afterwards, Salena laid her head on his chest and fell asleep.

#

It was finally the day of Volk and Salena's wedding and as for tradition, the couple was in separate rooms getting ready. Volk was nervous and excited while Salena was fretting over any and everything that could possibly go wrong.

"What if he changes his mind?"

"He won't," Christina, her maid of honor, said.

"What if no one shows?"

"So, what."

"What if people we don't want come?"

"So, what."

"What if I fall or choke up?"

"You will be ok. You got this girl and you both love each other."

"It's almost time."

"Then shut up and let me finish your hair and makeup."

"Ok." she said and went silent letting her finish getting her ready.

Once ready, Salena stood in front of the floor length mirror admiring herself. She was wearing a floor length vintage style lace gown in the color of off white. The lace was in a floral pattern with pearls for the centers of the flowers. and the train flowed about five feet behind her. The veil she wore only went down to right below her nose and her bouquet had black and crimson roses in it. Her shoes were blue heals that she had borrowed from her friend, Christina and the pearl necklace was given to her as a child, found amongst her mother's belongings.

#

"Jackson, what if she changes her mind and leaves me at the alter?"

"Then I'll hunt her down and drag her back kicking and screaming."

With a little chuckle Volk turned to his best man while adjusting his tie, "See, this is why you're my best man and best friend."

"Oh, wait before we go, Volk, I have something for you. That man dropped it last night." Jackson said handing Volk the letter.

After Volk read it, he nodded as he folded the letter back up and put it in his coat pocket.

The two walked to the altar to wait for the ceremony to begin and for the girls to come in.

As the music started, Christina came in first and then Salena in a long ice blue dress with her hair in a perfect messy bun.

When Salena reached the alter, the officiant cleared his throat and began the ceremony.

"We have gathered her to join William and Salena Kurenia in perfect harmony. If there is anyone here that has any reason why these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace."

At that very moment three hunters barged in. The female glaring at Salena, the tall one glaring at Volk and the shrouded one appearing to shake his head.

"We have reason," the tall male said.

"She is ours," came from the shrouded one.

"Boys, just let the traitor be. She is one of them and always has been, anyway," the girl said.

"Yeah, listen to the b***h," Jackson said as Volk made a move to take a fighting stance, "No, don't me and Christina can handle them. Besides, shouldn't you be showing your blushing bride the truth anyway?"

"Oh, yea. You're right." Volk said before handing Salena the letter.

"Oh, no don't worry about us," said the woman, "we are only here to give the glowing bride a message. Hellsing says that if you say you do, you become our enemy and he will personally take away all your happiness. This wedding is the mark of war. Brought on by you and poison eye's betrayal." At the slight confusion of Salena's face the girl "tusked" and shook her head. "I'm sure that letter will explain what I mean."

At those words, Salena opened and read the letter, her heart dropping with every swoop and turn of the letters. "H... He lied to me." she managed before dropping the letter.

"Get out you three. This wedding is not for you." The officiant said before his cloaks fell revealing an elf holding a bow and arrow just as the three turned around and left.

Once they were gone, Volk turned to Salena, "Do you want to continue? I mean, I understand if you do not want to."

"I do," she answered.

"This will start an all-out war," Jackson said.

"I believe this war has been a long time coming," the officiant said, "and we will be on the side of both of you. Soon you will understand."

With that, the wedding continued.

"Volk, do you take Salena to be your lawfully wedded wife? Through sickness and through health. Come all that may, good or bad. To hold her and cherish her till death do you part?"

"I do."

"And Salena do you take Volk to be your lawfully wedded husband? Through sickness and through health. Come all that may, good or bad. To hold her and cherish her till death do you part?"

"I do."

"Now, with the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

The wedding was beautiful and, even though there weren’t many people there, the couple managed to make the rehearsal a memorable one. But, unknown to anyone there, they were being watched closely and carefully.

"I do," she answered.

"This will start an all out war," Jackson said.

"I believe this war has been a long time coming," the officiant said, "and we will be on the side of both of you. Soon you will understand."

With that, the wedding continued.

"Volk, do you take Salena to be your lawfully wedded wife? Through sickness and through health. Come all that may, good or bad. To hold her and cherish her till death do you part?"

"I do."

"And Salena do you take Volk to be your lawfully wedded husband? Through sickness and through health. Come all that may, good or bad. To hold her and cherish her till death do you part?"

"I do."

"Now, with the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

The wedding was beautiful and, even though there wasn't many people there, the couple managed to make the rehursal a memorable one. But, unknownist to anyone there, they was being watched closely and carefully.