Darkened Night
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,057
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Awakening
Chapter two
Milo
1984: Paris, France
She smelled like honey and lavender the only fragrance that could turn him on. He pulled back her golden hair and smiled, she was the one, even for what he was. The question he often asked himself was could such a being love, truly love? Or was it another case of lust? Whatever the case he knew that it was more than just sex with this one, she was different. His whole being shuddered as she screamed his name. “Oh, Lila” the relaxation that came with uttering those two words made her tense with desire. He felt it in his bones. He wrapped her in his arms, bringing her as close as possible, he needed to feel her every being, to smell her, to feel her warm body more and more. She was like a drug, this Lila; she turned him into less of man and even less of a vampire. He breathed the very essence of life, her life and he enjoyed every minute of it…
Morgan
“Hey, Mann what exactly do you think you are doing?” I pulled away as David placed his hand under my shirt. He fiddled idly trying his hardest to reach my bra.
“Nothing” He innocently responded pulling his hand away. He gave me a sly grin.
“I thought we were going to watch a movie and here you are trying to mess up a perfectly good movie night.”
He frowned,” Not messing it up just adding a little spice.”
“Are you saying it’s boring?”
”Um…not really I’ll just say that what I want to happen isn’t.”
He moved closer as I reached for the remote to turn the volume up.
He grabbed the hem of my shirt and leaned in close. “Just a kiss?”
He kissed me and the kiss lead to passion in an instant we were up-stairs in my bed room.
I pulled off my clothing and watched him as he pulled of his own clothing.
He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me on top of him. I gasped with surprise as he placed his hand on my bare vagina and started to finger me.
He sent shivers down my spine as I saw his erect penis. He smiled at me and we rolled over so that I was on my back.
As I spread my legs I couldn’t believe that this was the first time we had sex in my bedroom, all the other times we had it was at school or in my mom’s bed.
He entered me and I felt the warmness of him and his body. I swallowed the shallow lump in my throat as I felt him cum. He smiled at me as I placed my hands on his back. He lips touched my neck and I shivered, I moaned his name as I felt myself cum with great pleasure. I closed my eyes tight, I felt the release and the passion and the heat all in one moment.
I felt a hunger and I smelled his sent, he smelt so familiar like vanilla. It reminded me of heaven.
I kissed his lips as the hunger grew. I closed my eyes in anticipation.
Images flashed before my eyes, intensifying the desire, the need, the want. The hunger for more grew.
I felt myself letting go losing control. I smelt something; I leaned closer to his neck, his blood. I smell it, it smelt tantalizing, something that I couldn’t deny.
My senses heightened and I could smell more. I need it, to taste it, just a tiny bit. I quietly bite his neck just a little taste. He was so into it that he didn’t even notice. As the blood touched my tongue I wasn’t at all repulsed more like mesmerized and enthralled at the feeling it presented. I licked at it a little until it stopped bleeding. He pulled back, never noticing that I had just tasted his blood.
Morgan
(Dreaming)
It felt surreal, the way they melded together. First passion; then this it was more. Desire flooded her veins as she begged silently for more. He was closer then he had been before. He felt so familiar it was strange that he didn’t look familiar. But yet the very notion about him was familiar and strange.,,,
Milo
1984: Paris, France
She smelled like honey and lavender the only fragrance that could turn him on. He pulled back her golden hair and smiled, she was the one, even for what he was. The question he often asked himself was could such a being love, truly love? Or was it another case of lust? Whatever the case he knew that it was more than just sex with this one, she was different. His whole being shuddered as she screamed his name. “Oh, Lila” the relaxation that came with uttering those two words made her tense with desire. He felt it in his bones. He wrapped her in his arms, bringing her as close as possible, he needed to feel her every being, to smell her, to feel her warm body more and more. She was like a drug, this Lila; she turned him into less of man and even less of a vampire. He breathed the very essence of life, her life and he enjoyed every minute of it…
Morgan
“Hey, Mann what exactly do you think you are doing?” I pulled away as David placed his hand under my shirt. He fiddled idly trying his hardest to reach my bra.
“Nothing” He innocently responded pulling his hand away. He gave me a sly grin.
“I thought we were going to watch a movie and here you are trying to mess up a perfectly good movie night.”
He frowned,” Not messing it up just adding a little spice.”
“Are you saying it’s boring?”
”Um…not really I’ll just say that what I want to happen isn’t.”
He moved closer as I reached for the remote to turn the volume up.
He grabbed the hem of my shirt and leaned in close. “Just a kiss?”
He kissed me and the kiss lead to passion in an instant we were up-stairs in my bed room.
I pulled off my clothing and watched him as he pulled of his own clothing.
He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me on top of him. I gasped with surprise as he placed his hand on my bare vagina and started to finger me.
He sent shivers down my spine as I saw his erect penis. He smiled at me and we rolled over so that I was on my back.
As I spread my legs I couldn’t believe that this was the first time we had sex in my bedroom, all the other times we had it was at school or in my mom’s bed.
He entered me and I felt the warmness of him and his body. I swallowed the shallow lump in my throat as I felt him cum. He smiled at me as I placed my hands on his back. He lips touched my neck and I shivered, I moaned his name as I felt myself cum with great pleasure. I closed my eyes tight, I felt the release and the passion and the heat all in one moment.
I felt a hunger and I smelled his sent, he smelt so familiar like vanilla. It reminded me of heaven.
I kissed his lips as the hunger grew. I closed my eyes in anticipation.
Images flashed before my eyes, intensifying the desire, the need, the want. The hunger for more grew.
I felt myself letting go losing control. I smelt something; I leaned closer to his neck, his blood. I smell it, it smelt tantalizing, something that I couldn’t deny.
My senses heightened and I could smell more. I need it, to taste it, just a tiny bit. I quietly bite his neck just a little taste. He was so into it that he didn’t even notice. As the blood touched my tongue I wasn’t at all repulsed more like mesmerized and enthralled at the feeling it presented. I licked at it a little until it stopped bleeding. He pulled back, never noticing that I had just tasted his blood.
Morgan
(Dreaming)
It felt surreal, the way they melded together. First passion; then this it was more. Desire flooded her veins as she begged silently for more. He was closer then he had been before. He felt so familiar it was strange that he didn’t look familiar. But yet the very notion about him was familiar and strange.,,,