Inky blackness and dead silence. Awareness slowly creeps into the void. He first becomes aware of himself. His bare back against cotton sheets, and his pulse drumming lightly in his ears. The rhythmic medley of his soft breathing is soon over powered by the babel of the world around him. Crickets chirping, frogs croaking, owls hooting and the slight creek of floor boards accompany the overpowering smell of sage.
The bed shifts and he feels the blanket get pulled down to his waist, exposing his soft chest to the cool evening air. His eyes flutter open and he sees familiar black orbs staring down at him, filled with hunger and need. He suppresses the urge to move as she looks over his torso, and a single frigid finger traces across months worth of scarring from her many feastings. He lets out a barely perceptible sigh, relaxing as he waits for her to pick her mark.
She seems to think a moment, a finger lazily traces across his stomach. It stops just below his rib cage and as she pulls her hand away he closes his eyes, expecting the next sensation to be teeth on flesh. But that’s not what came next. Instead he felt her leg stretch over his waist and the weight of her body shift onto him.
She looks down at him with a dark grin and black cracks spread from the corner of her eyes and across her face. Both of her hands slowly wander up his body, her nails growing longer and sharper with every inch. Even as her hand closes around his throat he does not flinch. Not much had been said between the two of them in the 8 months they had known each other. Despite this, the contract they had was clear to both. Between the hours of sunset and sunrise he belonged to her. Every drop of his blood, and every inch of his body was hers to use as she wished. While the rest of the world dreamed, he had only one desire; to please his mistress of the night.
She gracefully brushes her thumb across his jaw line, before swiftly slashing her talon down his throat. Her icy lips are on him before the first beads of blood could form. She draws his life force into her mouth, while grinding slightly on him. The crimson aphrodisiac on her tongue sends ecstasy through every fiber of her body. He can’t help but moan as pleasure erupts from the slash on his neck, flowing to his heart before coursing through very core. He reaches up to grab her and pull her closer, his life force calling for her. In a flash of goddess like speed she has him pinned down, her face less than an inch from his.
“What makes you think you’ve earned the privilege to touch yet?” Her voice is as calm as death and she continues to grind against him.
Although he meets her gaze easily, talking is not as simple of a task. Aftershocks of euphoria continue to surge through him, and he throbs against her stony body.
“I… I… ha-avent. How c-an I?” She takes obvious glee in his stammered speech.
She chuckles wickedly, a second set of dagger like teeth extending from her gums replacing the human like-ones. “Oh no, it’s far too late for that.”
In one swift motion she jumps up his body and lands kneeling on either side of his neck. She reaches down and runs a hand through his hair, thrusting her hips forward slightly as she does. He leans his head up and softly nuzzles her girldick. She watches him with a smile, stroking her tip across his soft lips.
She reaches back and grabs his hands one at a time. She brings each one up to her breast as she continues grinding against him. He leaves open mouth kisses across her soft skin between the soft brushes of his lips. Her ravishing, perky breasts fit perfectly into his hands. He takes a moment to just enjoy the feeling of her silky skin before tenderly massaging her. Once he feels her nipples harden against his palms he withdraws his hand, using only his fingertips to delicately stimulate her nipples.
She leans her head back and lets out a feral moan. She reaches down and grabs one of his wrists, bringing it up to her lips and kissing him thirstily. Her other hand grasps his head by the hair as she urges her tip between his lips. His tongue greets her excitedly and he explores the soft skin protecting the tip, probing at her with a gentle yet persistent touch. She moans again and bucks her hips farther into his mouth. He closes his lips around her, applying pulsating suction as his tongue explores every part of her he can reach. She continues until her entire length is in him, holding herself there while he adjusts.
He closes his eyes, losing himself in her delicious taste, and her satin skin against his tongue. He feels her cool lips against his wrist, then the tips of needle like teeth against his skin. It takes barely any pressure to break through, but before he can even process the pain, all consuming pleasure is replacing it. He feels every neuron in his brain flood with dopamine as his whole body becomes one erogenous zone.
She starts thrusting inside him, every drop of blood sends pulsating pleasure through her. She moans against him, her hips starting to move at a slow but steady pace. Each thrust starts at the tip of his lips and extends until she is entirely inside. Euphoria pounds through his head in pace with her hips. As fresh human blood pumps through her, she pushes faster. Soon she is going at an otherworldly speed, and she only stops her acceleration when she believes any faster would hurt him.
When the first orgasm hit, his whole body spasmed with pleasure that never ended. By the time he finally feels her feminine seed grace his throat, it takes all the strength he can manage to swallow it. As she orgams into his mouth she lets out a screaming moan, thrusting all the way into him and holding herself there until she feels him swallow. Dull aching pleasure throbs through his hips, while white hot euphoria sears her finger tips.
She reaches back and playfully runs two fingers through his slit. She slowly brings them back to her lips. She lets out a moan as she tastes him. She climbs off of him and sits next to him on the bed. She watches with mild curiosity as his mortal form tries to recover from the divine euphoria it just experienced. She stays with him, tenderly playing with his hair until he falls asleep and then she escapes into the forest.
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