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Breast (POEM) “R”

In the beginning,

It was flat.

No interest in them,

They did not attract.

One day they bud.

Like a blossoms on a tree.

Not fully open,

But they were there to see.

Then it started to swell.

To itch and irritate.

What is happening?

To my non flat state.

Then one night.

It was hot you see.

I wore cotton,

To let them breath.

By accident.

Only by chance.

The fabric rubbed,

And nipples danced.

I looked around.

Making sure no one sees.

This test of flesh.

I’ll do on me.

I cupped and squeezed.

I rolled and pulled.

Noticing this was,

Causing a pool.

Down below,

At the apex of my sex.

What have I started?

Is this the best that it gets?

I stopped at once.

This was not right.

I should not do this.

In the dead of the night.

Then time had passed.

They were on display.

That’s when someone.

Wanted to play.

We went out.

And saw a flick.

We went to his place.

Just for a bit.

It was nice.

Music and wine.

He sat close.

Wanting to unwind.

It was sweet.

To have him kiss and moan.

Then he touched them.

Like I did back home.

His hands felt better.

So, I let him roam.

Should I stop this?

Telling moan.

A button undone.

He released one.

Then he did it.

Something I never felt.

A hot tongue,

I began to melt.

There was a suck.

And pull.

There were teeth,

And hums.

I need to stop this.

Before I’m undone.

“Shh, don’t worry.

This is as far I’ll go tonight.

Just enjoy,

The sting of my bite.”

I enjoyed what we did.

I must admit.

Learning how sensitive,

They could be.

Is the shit.

Later on,

they became something more.

But that was a while yet.

So, I explored.

There are secret things.

We do with no light.

What I did,

Cause me great delight.

(I hope you are enjoying these poems. Let me know. Till next I write, Fia xoxo)

Secret Ride (POEM) Rated R

I wanted to be tied,

I wanted to be teased,

He wanted to get me,

To his knees.

Oh so wet,

Oh so hard,

Wanting to  scream,

Till I see stars.

One little whip,

One little sting,

Makes little you.

Jump on a spring.

You say it’s a pulse,

It responds to a beat,

What is it called,

If I’m in heat?

Watch it glisten,

Watch it shine,

Twinkling diamonds,

Rolling behind.

To my back,

Massage the mounds,

Deepening moans,

Intensified sounds.

You wanted to play,

I wanted to see,

With tightening ropes,

On a Malabo breeze.

Is it time?

To take it there.

Wicked smiles,

Devilish glare,

This is our secret.

No, it’s not.

We have to keep it.

Not if you hit that spot.

Time has run out.

I’m wound tight on a string.

It’s time to do,

This devilish thing.

Once we are done.

And all has been tried.

No one knew,

I took that ride.

(Let me know how this made you feel. Likes are always welcome. But you can speak too.)

The Beast in a Red Dress pt 5 (Tention) Rated R

 

(This is intended for a mature audience. There is violence, sexual content, foul language.)

Tyler

I hate this assignment. When I was told that there was going to be a young girl assigned. My immediate reaction was “hell no”. I will not protect anyone. I am here to eliminate and that is it.

Then I saw the amount of money and I almost had mini stroked from it. They gave me the barest of information. The picture of a tall man who works at the university was to be my target. That shit did not help. I was told that to lure him out I would need a decoy.

The shit head likes them really young. That is where Angel comes in. When I first saw her, I thought she must have done something really bad to be set up to be bait. As I get to know her, I can see why.

She has a defiance in her that needs to be taken in hand. She is quiet but her eyes convey so much more. I watched her on the video. She could run and I mean Olympic medalist speed running.

When she passed the finish line, she was trying to catch her breath and she bent over, and I grit my teeth. Angel is going to get me killed.

She is too damn attractive. Her body made me think too many things.  I lash out and she silently lashes back. There was one thing I noticed on the screen in the corner. The video was watched at least fifteen times before I got to see it.

Marcus must be trying to figure out how to save the girl instead of sticking to the plan.

Shit.

Marcus

I went to my room and stripped down. I put on some shorts and a t-shirt and started my work out.

Fifteen years of secret military service and this mission has me baffled. Why do they have this girl here? Who is she. I put feelers out and no one has heard of her other than the basics and that does not tell me why she is here.

I have been watching her since the day she came. She acts like the typical teen. Defiant, moody and a pain in the ass.

Now that image came to mind as well. I shook my head to clear the image. She is too young, and she is not supposed to live through this.

That also gets me. Is it a debt she has to pay with her life? This does not sit well with me at all, but I will stick with the mission.

After doing a hundred pushups. I switched to crunches. I have a routine. Routine keeps me focus and on point. Routine is predictable. Angel is a wild card. I don’t like it. I don’t like her.

I got up to look at the video of her in her room. she is playing music at reasonable level this time and getting ready to take a shower.

She must love the shower. Then a flash of her legs came to mind.

Fuck

Angel

My shower felt really good and taking care of that pent up sexual tension in the shower was not bad either.

Those two would be interesting to have. Both dominating in different ways. I seen the way they looked at the video. They showed nothing but professionalism.

That is, they appear to show only professionalism. I saw the slight swallow Marcus did as he watched. Then the clenching of Tyler’s jaw when I ran. I wonder what type of men they are. What preference do they like in women because they both seen something that affected them in a carnal way.

What had they seen that allowed me to see a tell like that? It does not matter right now. Right now, I am seventeen and I will have to take care of my needs until this assignment is completed.

I sat on the bed and rubbed lotion on my skin. I looked at the scratch on my knee and shook my head. I had worse but I will have to get him back for this.

Tomorrow at practice I think the star athlete Linette will shed a tear or two for my pain.

Goodbye My Lover pt 25 (Prepare!)

Darlene

I looked at Sammy and Noel trying to figure out what was so amusing. I decided to let it go since I was still feeling conflicted with what happened with Penny and L.

Sammy looked at my face and saw that I was forcing the smile instead of it being genuine.

“Hey, you alright?”

“Yea”

Noel was about to say something, but Sammy cut him off.

“You know sometimes there are people that come in your life for a reason and when the reason is resolved then those people are no longer a priority,” she said and handed me a cup of coffee that I liked.

I looked at her mouthed, ‘thank you’ and took a sip of my coffee. She knew and I was glad I did not have to say it out loud.

Noel just looked at us and a sudden understanding of what transpired had him smile.

“Do you need help with anything?” I asked feeling a bit better.

“I do but it’s in the back. Some things need to be sorted out in the stock room.” Noel said glaring at me as if I was stick of candy.

“I bet there is.” Sammy mumbled and walked to a table were three women sat eyeing Noel.

I walked to the back and heard Noel tell Sammy that he will back in a few. Once inside I felt when he stood behind me.

“Darlene did I tell you how I feel about the way you look in tight skirts.”

The tone he used was very husky with a promise for more.

“No, you haven’t.”

His warm breath fanned the fine hairs on my neck sending a delicious tremor through me.

“You said something needed to be put in order.”

He edged even closer, and I felt what was needed.

“I can take you now, but I won’t.” He said.

“Why?”

He stepped back and I swayed on unsteady feet.

“You want me too and I want you to ache for it.”

Eliza

I have put the word out that we are close to being invited fully in the lighter’s city.

Peter was still upset about the way Noel behaved but it only intrigued me more. Noel has a weakness and after all these years I doubt it has changed much.

Whenever I shooed him away, he would go to a girl that had brown hair and a contradictory disposition. Something that showed people one side of them and in the dark was another.

He did not want me, so I figure he has someone he has latched on to.

“Peter, we have to find the girl Noel is screwing.”

Peter looked up in his blood lust as he is being clawed by twins,

“What?”

“He is with someone and if we get her. He will not stand in our way.”

“Is that it or are you up set that he refused to put the leash you had on him back on.”

Sometimes I wanted to end Peter, but he is just as old as me and the fight would go on for far too long.

“I need for the plan to enslave the lighter’s to go as planned. The other’s will be here soon, and I have to make this happen.”

Peter pushed his two skilled lovers away and sat up.

“You need to call them here now. They will take him out of the equation, and we can enjoy the spoils.”

I went to the couch across from him and held my glass.

“When they come, they all will be culled like cattle. Noel will be be-imprisoned in a hole till he dies. No, I am cruel, but I rather just rip his head off his body and drink from his beating heart.”

Peter smiled showing his fangs. “Well let’s go find the toy and take it away from him.”

Noel

I am so proud of my restraint around her. My body wanted to be possessed what it considers it owns but I want to wait.

I want her crazed with lust and want. We kissed and touched like teenagers that were not allowed to take things further. She was primed and needing but I need her to wait. So I sent her home in that state.

I went back to work and my mind went to Eliza and Peter. They are not going to take my threat easily.

I am not the same person they left behind years ago. I have killed numerous nighter’s and lighter’s since they left. The difference is I keep what I do off the radar. The people that need to know, know. I remember the first kill. The rush and the want.

I wanted to do it again. The feeling of life disappearing under my hands. The nighter’s fought back and it drove another kind of beast out of me. That part was loose for a long while.

Then I came upon this place. It was a crappy place. Ready to be torn down or burned down which every was quicker. I walked in and there she was Sammy.

She was young, dirty and feisty. She was put out of her coven because she was a wild witch. There was no place where she belonged.  A wild witch is feared by all covens. Can not be controlled or contained. That alone made her an outcast.

She knew what I was, which was a no brainer. We were no longer in hiding. Yet she was not scared of me.

That night we talked. We talked about things we never told a soul and would till this day take to the grave. So, when she tells me the word is out that they are spreading information of being invited into the city. I believe her.

“Hey, boss what’s going on in that head of yours? If you tell me something about Darkling, I am going home.” Sammy said with a smile.

“There is going to be a battle, Sammy. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

she chuckled. “That is a funny thing to want. The best you can do is to steel yourself from the pain when people get hurt.”

She knew I meant her and especially Darlene. I will have to get her to go somewhere to be safe.

“I have to go. Are you alright?” She asked in her normal way.

“Prepare Sammy.” I looked at her and she nodded.

(Are you with me out there? Things are moving and building. Let me know how you like it.)

The Beast in the Red Dress pt 3 (Ignorance is not bliss) Rated R

(This is intended for a mature audience. There is violence, sexual content, foul language.)

I entered the house and noticed the cameras immediately. They are good but -I am better. That information I will keep to myself.

The door clicked behind me, and I continued to walk into the sitting room. It was decorated with minimalism in mind. One thing I despise is white walls. So glaringly pure.

The sitting area had a sofa, loveseat, and singular chair on the opposite side. Making the shape of an open rectangle. I went to the sofa and plopped down on it.  I looked at Marcus and he gave me an assessing glare. Not sure of what to make of me.

“I don’t care who you are and what you did to get here. You are the bait. You are to lure out the target. You were informed about the school you’re going to attend. I am one of the newest board members of the school. I have been on this for a month before you were brought in. ”

‘Did he say a month?’ I thought.

He turned and retrieved a phone behind him.  He then handed it to me. I reached for it faming boredom plastered on my face.

“Your classes are uploaded to it. You start tomorrow. Tyler will be ready to drive you to your first class that starts at seven.”

‘Was he serious?’

“My cover is that I took you in when your parents died. I sent you to a boarding school and your grades is what qualify you to attend. I was married twice and do not want to marry again.

I go to the club Friday and Saturday nights. You are left alone, and you are fine with that.”

While he regurgitates what I already know. I look over the classes that I am supposed to attended. The first is track and field. Great, I haven’t done competitive running in ages. I will need to see who is in the top spot.

“Is there any questions you have on this mission.” Marcus asked using a tone that I feel he uses with subordinates.

I looked up and he was still standing there staring at me, waiting for an answer.

“No. Where is my room?” I asked.

The funny thing about me is that I can hear exceptionally well. I heard when Tyler entered the room from the second door off to the right of me.  He was trained to walk softly but I heard him.

“Your bags are in your room. Marcus has briefed you. Food will be delivered soon. My room is at the other end of the house. When you need me call the number on your phone. Marcus’s room is down the hall from yours.”

I nodded and stood up. “Okay. Call me when it gets here. I ha- have to unpack.” I said softly with a slight studder.

“Jeez” Tyler said looking at me, annoyed.

“Fodder” Marcus said to him still glaring at me.

I walked past acting like I did not catch anything they said.

“Your room is down the hall on the right.” Tyler called out.

I went upstairs and counted ten cameras and half as many mics placed.

My room looked like a typical girl’s room. Instead of white walls a soft pink. Not a color I would choose either but it’s better than the void of color.

I went to my bag and sat down on my bed. I pulled out my laptop and hacked into the system they put in place for this house. I will allow the cameras to record me for twenty-four hours before the loop that I am recording will kick in.

I put down the laptop and unpacked the rest of my things. This school’s dress code is skeevy at best. White shirt. Bow tie and plaid mini skirt. Optional tights or short socks.

The rules states that make up is not to be obnoxiously placed on the face or your will receive a demerit. Actually, allot of the rules are so controlling that you can receive a demerit for just breathing. Feeling the vibration from my watch, I played for the camera that I was going to have a shower.

I turned the shower on hot for the steam and turned on some music I had preset into my laptop. I smiled at the screaming lead singer in the band I recorded.

Satisfied with the music I went into the fogged-up bathroom and looked at my watch again. A picture of two people appeared. They had to be the targets. The male had to be early twenties and the female is around eighteen. Find out what they are smuggling and take them out.

“If you do adult things you have to be accountable as an adult.” I whispered. to myself. The song ended and another started. I took the outfit off and stepped into the shower.

It felt amazing. It will come in handy after track. The music stopped abruptly. I looked at my watch and seen Marcus in the room using their own camera. I stopped the shower and wrapped a towel around my body.

My hair will just have to drip. It naturally coils from the water. I pulled the door open. “Why?”

Marcus stood with his arms crossed.

“If something were to go down, I won’t be able to hear you call out. Or do you want to die?”

I went back into the bathroom and finished my shower. If these two keep it up I will make them the targets instead.

Monday 6am

Tyler was ready and waiting for me. I wanted to kill who ever came up with this uniform for young women. It was too damn cool in the morning to be wearing this.

“Ready?” He asked.

Didn’t I look ready? I thought. I was wearing the ridiculous get up. My thick curly hair was in a ponytail. A backpack and a duffle bag both slung on my shoulders.

For a driver he is doing a shit job.

“Yeah”

I went to the car door that he held open and thought of many ways to string him up that would cause the right amount of pain. that was when he took my bags from me.

Inside the car I felt like I needed a cup of coffee. I don’t normally drink caffeine, but I needed a boost.

“Can we stop and get coffee?”

He looked at me in the mirror but thought against it. He nodded and a sigh of relief escaped.

We drove up to a booth that had a line to go to it. It looked like a woman was serving this line on her own. Once we moved up, I finally seen what she was wearing. Rather how little she was wearing. The sign said Bikini Barista.

Great. I really don’t give a shit but it should be fair. There should be a booth with men showing skin and smiling sweetly to get tips for Barista service.

“What do you want?”

“Black coffee.” I said staring daggers at him. That is defiantly what a teen would do and right now my mood is in the crapper.

Once we got the coffee the girls started to flirt with him. he looked in the rare view to see if I was listening. I put on my headphones acting like I could hear. But in actuality the headphones amplifies their conversation.

“So, you want to come back later?”

“For?”

“Something real sweet.” She said with a sexy smile.

“I’ll think on it. You have a line, thanks for the order.” He said then gave her a smile.

‘He had dimples, cute.’

We went over where he was going to pick me up. Once there he came out and handed me my bags.

I gave him a smile and went off to track with a little bonce in my step. Coffee does wonders.

Deviant Heart (midnight drunken poem)

Warm flesh

Rapid pulse

Unmoistened lips

Nerves firing urging to touch.

“Do you want this?”

Questioned asked.

Pupils dilated.

Nipples pebbled.

“Yes”

Strong soft skin, silk to the touch

A path created by the God’s to Follow

Drawn closer.

Whispered touch.

Questionable girth

“Claim it for tonight.”

Soft hands squeezing tight.

Glistening promises escapes

East to West directed by a push and pull.

“Mine”

Tighten vise.

The devilish pace and waiting for a plain landscape to be painted on.

“Close”

Quivering muscle

Moan of delight and ache

Studdered words

Warm cords create a one-of-a-kind masterpiece.

(I rarely write poems but the muse calls)

Goodbye my Lover 23 Rated “R and M” For maturity

(This scene is intended for mature adults above the age of 18.)

Noel

I can hear her breathing speeding up and I have not even touched her yet. Whatever is going on in her head I bet I can surpass it.

“What?” She asked.

“Are you attached to that top?” I asked again looking at her nipple hardening from the chill in the air.

“No. It’s just a top.” She glanced down at it and then back at me.

I nodded and stood up. I grabbed the white wine I was drinking and went to fill her glass.

Once I finished pouring, she lifted it to drink, and I stopped the motion.

“That was not for you to drink.” She looked at me questioningly. I took advantage of the angle her head was tilted. I took the glass and poured it down her front.

The shirt was wet but not enough for me. I took the bottle and poured it slowly down her chin. It ran down her neck to her now adequately soaked shirt.

I lowered the bottle and cupped her breast through the shirt and squeezed her nipples that felt like little nubs of ice.

I turned her chair towards me and kneeled down making me eye level with her.

“What I do want is for you to watch me. If your eyes flutter close, then a little pain is required to keep them open.”

She nodded her head yes.

I did not lie when I said I wanted a drink. I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked the wine off her. I felt her shutter and when I looked up, she watched me drink her in.

I drew back and ripped her shirt in half revealing her to me. I took the other nipple in my mouth rougher than the first, she whimpered.

I released her with a popping sound. “Stand.”

She stood up without question. ” Take your panties off but keep the skirt on.

She took off the flimsy material covering her sex and put it the floor.

“Pleasure yourself.”

“What?” She whispered.

“Touch yourself as I watch you.”

“I never –”

“You have touched yourself?”

“Yes. But never in front of someone or standing up.”

I smiled at her knowing she wanted to cover herself.

“Spread your legs and show me what you like and if you’re good. I’ll lick you clean.”

She swallowed so hard I heard it. She opened her legs and lifted her skirt revealing her pussy to me. She began to massage the hooded nub in a circle will putting pressure on it. Her breathing was heavy with urgency, and I notice her hips rocked forward in a grinding motion, but she never dipped her fingers in.

She grabbed the table for stability while her hand moved faster in a circular motion. Liquid started to run down her leg slowly and she was close to cumming, I grabbed her wrist pulled it away and latched on to her clit and suck hard as she came. My tongue dipped in savoring her taste.

“Noel.” She screamed out and she came a second time. I made note that she held back that first time we were together.

It’s funny how everyone thinks that we only hear and see the pulse beating from the neck.  As I savor her taste I pulse is beating like a base drum against my ear from her thigh.

I did not plan to sink my teeth in her yet, but I was tormenting myself the longer I waited.  I delved two fingers in finding that spot that made her go over the edge the other night and when I felt the telltale, she was about climax for the third time my fangs dropped.

She let out a cry and I sank my fangs in her thigh and drank my fill. I withdrew and sealed the punctures when she started to come down. I rose and looked at her to see if she was alright.

“Noel your eyes they are so light.”

My eyes tend to take over the color of the person that I choose to be with in this way. It would take several feedings before the color becomes permanent.

“You did so well but tonight has just begun and I want you to not hold back anymore. Before you lie to me, I need to point out that you just had three orgasms one behind the other.”

She looked away embarrassed about what happened.

“You are with me, and your release tells me that you feel comfortable enough to do it. Never look away from me when we discuss your pleasure.”

I lifted her up and took her to my bed that was nice a cool against her warm skin. I laid her down and pulled off the skirt. Her body was meant for me. I can see every part of her that I wanted to taste but tonight I will also leave a mark that shows she is with me.

Darlene

The way he is looking at me make me feel sexy and at the same time my insecurity does flare up and I want to cover myself from him.

“I had bitten you when you came that last time. Did it hurt?” he asked.

“No.”

“Good I will mark you here.  It would look like a birth mark, but other nighters will know what it signifies.”

I felt his hand on the soft part where my neck near my collar bone. His eyes were glowing and i should be unnerved but instead it was turning me on.

I noticed that he did not fully retract his fangs and I wonder if it was on purpose or is he as turned on as I am and just don’t give a damn that it is not pulled in.

His hand traced down to my hardened nipple and rolled it between his fingers. He pinched it and I felt pain that went straight to my clit.

“You are very responsive, and I want to know if you are willing to get these beautiful nipples pierced for me.” He leaned over and took it in his mouth and began to suck.

My brain was on overload. “Pierced?”

He let go and looked at me.

“Yes. I want to pierce you. I know it will heighten your pleasure. It does not have to be right away, but I would like it to be done soon.”

As he was talking, he sides his hand down and into my wet folds and withdrew in a rhythm that let a moan escape.

I did not notice when his cloths were taken off. He withdrew his finger and climbed on top of me letting me feel his length on my stomach and his pre cum on my skin.

“Ok.” I whispered.

He leaned in and kissed me, and it was deep and passionate. He spread my legs further apart and guided his shaft to it destination and pushed inside as I moaned into his mouth.

There was no time for adjusting since I was slick from the multiple orgasms.

We moved in a sync, and I wanted it to go faster. As if he could read me he increased the pace. I started to see little spot Infront of my eyes and once my orgasm hit, he bit down and drank me in.

The feeling is nothing that can be described but can be easily addictive. He withdrew his fangs and sealed the holes with his tongue, but it felt different.

That is when I realized he had not stop moving inside of me and his pace had increased more.

“Darkling hold on I need you.” He huffed out as he continued. He angled in a way that I felt him hit a spot that began to hurt. He seen the look I gave, and he continued.

Then I felt him. The warmth that is filled me and his movement stuttered to a stop.

He collapses half on me and half on the bed breathing heavily.

“Are you alright?”

I nodded but I knew I was going to be sore on the inside.

“I need to use the bathroom.” I told him and he withdrew his softened cock and covered his lower half with the sheet.

I went inside and looked at my reflection and the spot he bit. It was slightly raised but it does look like a birth mark. I went and took care of myself and went back to bed. He lifted the sheet so I could slide in.

“Are you alright with the mark?”

I touched it and it did not hurt. That little mark showed that I belonged to him, and I was more than alright with it.

“Yes.” I leaned up and kissed him long and deep.

Goodbye my lover pt 22 (Do you want my bite?)

Darlene

I was six in the morning and I’m wide awake. I replayed what happened between us. Did I just commit myself to Noel? Did I know him to say yes the way I did?

He looked nervous asking me so that’s a plus I suppose. I got out of bed and shut the alarm off since it was unnecessary anymore. I went to my closet and threw on some tights, a sports bra and a T-shirt. I needed to run to clear my head.

Going to the gym is not an option. I did not want to overhear something else that will have me freaking out.

I grabbed my phone, put in my wireless headphones and my keys, and went for a run.

My imagination was at an all-time high. I picked him rising from a coffin half naked coming at me with fangs out on display. I shook my head laughing. That is definitely not Noel.

I ran past a sexy lingerie store that had this hot-looking top and bottom set that I told myself one day I would have a reason to own something like that.

I looked at the time and it was still early. I will come back later to get it. Tonight, will be my reason to get it. I felt my cheeks flush.

“Darlene, he has already seen you naked. Stop acting like a child.” I scolded myself, but I couldn’t help it. tonight, we will be together officially, and I am nervous.

I started running again and tried to listen to the music to drown out my thoughts.

I ran five miles and made it back to my place before my phone rang.

I looked at it and the time. It was eight fifteen.

“Hey Penny is something wrong?”

“Why are you breathing so hard. Did I interrupt you doing something?”

I rolled my eyes as I put the key in the lock.

“I went for a run. You never call me on a Sunday morning. So spill.” I told her once inside my place.

“I was just checking up on you.”

“Nope that is not it. Why are you calling me?”

I can her hear sigh so loud that I could feel it through the phone.

“We are taking a break from each other”

“Wow you guys move way to fast. What happened?”

It took a minute then she blurted it out. “He wants to try something, and I am not ready.”

Now it was my turn to sigh because the conversation was pulling a wisdom tooth with a long root.

“Listen if you are not ready, he has to respect that. Did he get mad?”

“No, it was more like I feel stupid because I wouldn’t even try.”

“Don’t feel that way. He will be back. Listen I need to take a shower. I will talk to you tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow? You’re going to leave me in my time of need?’

I stopped and looked in the mirror and nodded yes to myself.

“I’m sorry but I have plans. I will talk to you tomorrow.”

Before she could pry, I hung up. That felt good. I knew she would leave me if the shoe was on the other foot. Now I need to take a shower and make myself look decent.

Noel

I got up an hour before the sun went down. To my surprise i was not the only one that was up before the sun rise.

I shook my head because as I slept all I could think about was Darlene and what I wanted to do to her and have her do to me.

I went to the kitchen and pulled out some stored blood. It was alright. Then my thought went back to the night she let me taste her blood. How warm and succulent it tasted.

I had to stop on this train of thought. I went took a shower and made sure my bed was moved back in place. I have not brought anyone here. I want to make sure everything is set right.

I picked up my cell and ordered a car to pick her up. Made sure the store was covered and I ordered take out.

I can cook but tonight I plan to do things that will fill me in more than one way.

My fangs descended in my mouth, and I imagine the old lady that comes in the shop with the niece that looks old enough to be her sister. My fangs retracted and the semi hard bulge went away.

“Darlene tonight I will show you what it means to be with a nighter.”

Darlene

I was ready. I wore a loose caramel top and a blue jean skirt. I packed an overnight bag and I was able to go back to the store to get the lingerie. I carried everything that woman would need and once I closed my bag a notification came on my phone letting me know the car was here.

The drive was smooth. We were out side of the city. We drove up the mountain that over looked it and I realized where Noel lived. he owned the house that no one knew who owned it.

The house was a master piece of acurtecture. Who ever created it did not want to disturbe the natural enviroment. It was like the house grew out of the ground.

The car drove up to the front and Noel was standing there waiting for me. He looked like an angel ready to commit sin.  My mouth watered seeing that he remembered that I liked his hair out. Suddenly I was feeling very warm and thirsty.

When he came to a stop Noel came to my door and opened it for me. I stepped out and he brushed a chaste kiss across my lips.

“Hi” he whispered looking at my mouth.

I managed to say “Hi” back with some sound. He reached past me and grabbed my bag.

He reached for my hand, and we went inside his home. I managed to keep my mouth from falling open. when was on the outside did not reveal who the man really was?

We stopped at the door and took our shoes off. He motioned to the slippers waiting for me.

“I had to guess your size. I don’t have anyone over, so I bought them on the internet and had them delivered along with other things.”

I stood and looked at him questioningly.

“Other things?”

“You do have to eat right. Unless you were turned from the time, I left you.”

He looked at me and I could tell he was teasing me, but I still could not help but feel foolish.

We walked further inside, and I felt like I was walking on a mirror. The black stone floor was shined to perfection. He had an indoor waterfall separating the lower lever seating area from the open dining area.

There were various plants that grew as vines. Some in bloom and some looked deadly. I walked past a pretty crystal bud and was about to touch when I felt his breath on my neck, and he whispered.

“You really want to be bitten, don’t you?”

I pulled my hand away and looked at it while he continued to explain. This is an insect in it’s transition stage. Once emerges it with be a death moth. The most beautiful insect I have ever seen. And has a penchant to want to bite.

“Why do you have this in your home?”

“It was here before me, and I will not evict it because I want to live her now.”

I smiled at the way he took consideration on the insect’s preference of living quarters.

“Will I die if it bites me?”

He laughed now and I felt annoyed.
“No, you won’t die but it may not want to leave your side because you taste so sweet.”

I smiled at the way he said that.

“Come on let’s get you settled in, and I can get you something to eat.”

“You must be hungry too. It around dinner.”

A look crossed his eyes, and I could tell he already fed.

His bedroom was large and there was something sweet in the air.

“You smell the honeysuckle. It grows over there in the corner. ”

I looked and there it was the flower in bloom. He showed me where the bathroom was and were I can keep my bag. The bed was made for this room because was no way it could have been carried in here.

“You look a little pale. Are you hungry?” Noel asked.

“Yes. I did not eat since morning.”

We went to the kitchen, and he pulled out the food that was in takeout boxes and I laughed.

“I would have cooked but I did not prepare for you to be here in time I figure this was the second best I could do. It’s Tai food. Is that alright?”

I nodded not caring what it was. I needed something. We sat down at the table, and I began eating. Noel had a glass filled with wine and watch me eat.

“Can you say something while I am eating. This is making me uncomfortable you are watching me.”

“I like seeing you swallow your food.”

Did he say that or was that my imagination?

“What?”

“Never mind. You said that you never tried anything other than “normal” sex.”

I felt my body warming from embarrassment. I nodded yes.

“Ok we will have to come to an understanding then. Tonight, I will hold back but I will need to bite. You said you want me to bite you before.”

I could not look at him because I felt like a child being caught saying something out loud.

“Yes.”

“Look at me.” He spoke.

“I promise to make it pleasurable for you. ”

“Will it hurt?”

“Some pleasures come with pain. Is that changing your mind?” He waited for my answer. I can take it.

“No, it does not.”

“Once I bite you, you will truly be with me. You are still your own person, but other nighters will smell me in your blood.”

He took another drink of his wine and kept his eyes on me.

“Like a claim.”

“Yes.”

My heart was racing because I wanted him, and I want this.

“Take off your bra.” He said.

My eyes grew wide because I did not expect him to sound so husky.

“Do not take your top off.” He commanded.

I unhooked my bra and pulled the steps out and down my arms taking it off. My nipples pebbled under his gaze.

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