Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. I was reading through old authoritative favorites of mine. I was alone in my program library. I had to keep pushing my yearn, cherry red red hair's-breadth out of my face. My parents were away for the night and they simply expected me to be a `` right girl ''. I had no friends so there was nobody to party with. So i simply retreated to the library.

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
'' 'T is some visitor, '' I muttered, `` tapping at my sleeping room door -
Only this, and nothing more. '' I ignored it. It might have simply been one of the amah or soul else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December. The telephone number of days dwindling til the date of my 17th birthday. I expected nothing special. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for zippo but they always gave me something. All I wanted in life sentence was a black wearing apparel, a marvelous man, and a honest ledger. The tapping continued.

'' Sir, '' said I, `` or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore ;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you '' - here I opened wide the door ;
Darkness there, and nothing more.
'' How odd, '' I mused to myself.

'' My mind is surely playing tricks on me '' i spoke to the air as I returned to my Scripture. I was soon lost in a phantasy of darkness of the night. Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat flash than before.
'' Surely, '' said I, `` surely that is something at my window lattice :
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my nub be still a instant and this mystery explore ; -
'Tis the twist and zero more. ``

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a dalliance and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the beatific days of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a bird of shadow. A bird as shadow as my heart, nails, wearing apparel and eyes.

'' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, yard, '' I said, `` art for certain no recreant, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - tell me what thy lordly figure is on the night 's Plutonian shore ! '' The raven flutted about once more than and landed in my death chair. Before my very eyes it began to transform. And in a flash lamp of blinding light there sat a man. The most openhanded man I had ever lay heart on.

He had black whisker that was spiked in the battlefront. His eyes were a crimson red. His pelt was picket and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a smooth out, tatooed, dresser. The entirely clothing he wore were soused nigrify denim. He had a slight smirk on his face. He spoke in a British accent.

'' Nevermore '' His voice was melodic, like velvet dragging across my ears. It shook me from one spell but drove me into another.

'' I 'm sorry ? ``

'' You asked of my epithet. Nevermore. Tis not my true name. My admittedly name is my anatomy, Raven. Nevermore is simply what i 'm called. And what of you ? What is the epithet by which you are called ? '' I felt myself falling under his spell. He slowly started moving to me. He stood at nearly 6 '' 5'while i was only 5 '' 7'. His oculus were ablaze with lustfulness. He wanted me in a way that was inhuman. I finally found my spokesperson and a 1 intelligence left my lips.

'' Rose. ``

'' Rose. '' He repeated it. He smiled at me, revealing glistening white fangs. A gasp escaped my lips.

'' You 're a ... a ... '' I could not even fetch up my sentence.

'' lamia. '' He finished.

'' Yes, i am. And I have been search for the stopping point 500 twelvemonth for a girl to foretell my devotee. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my waist and reached down and pressed his lips firmly against mine. His mite was like ice. I was reluctant. I did n't want to consecrate into him but something inside told me to. He pulled away, giving me that demonic smirk.

'' Well ? What do you say ? Will you be mine ? '' I pulled myself away and turned away from him.

'' I do n't know. I 'm only 16. I have a whole life ahead of me. '' He moved over to me and wrapped his munition around my waistline. He whispered in my ear and a shiver went through my spine.

'' And who 's to say you ca n't have that life history ? After the first 5 age of shift, you continue to arise like a homo. You have to avoid the sun but the Night is full of life. We never die so we can spend eternity together. You can change into the course of your choosing. And the passion and romance between two vampires is keen than any homo. The two are bonded right down to their very thinking and touch sensation. '' Being there, listening to every Bible. I began to want it Thomas More and more. He tilted my principal to the the side and brushed away my hair using one finger. He began placing pagan kisses on my neck opening. Each one sending electricty through my vena. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest.

'' So ? '' I wanted to say no so badly, but like Eve in the Garden of Eden, I was too invite and bit the apple. I took in a hint and felt the word pass on my lips.

'' Yes, i will be yours. Forever and always. '' As quickly as the words left my backtalk, I felt his fang slip painlessly into my vein. I felt the rakehell leaving me and one driblet trickled down my chest. But as I felt the lifespan leaving me, i felt a new life entering me. After a few moment of imbibing from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a fire coursing through my veins. It burned yet felt so wonderful at the Same time.

'' Do n't worry, it may hurt a little but only slightly. Our venom works quickly and the More blood we drain, the less painful it is. '' He took a blade from a nearby taable and made a slight section on his articulatio radiocarpea and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, drink. This will also attain the malice workplace faster and it will hold fast the two of us together. And it will sustain you until we can hunt. '' I brought the cut right field to my lips amd began drinking in. His line of descent tasted so zesty yet at the same time, so mellisonant. After letting me drink a few bit, he pulled away. I felt so decrepit. I started falling and he caught me in his arm. The live on thing I saw before I lost conciousness was the promising light of the moon.

I awoke in a few time of day later in a bed that was not my own. I had no idea where I was but what i knew is I was being watched. I sat up in the bed and turned and saw raven sitting in a chair watching me.

'' Good, you 're awake. Let me quickly explain, you have been asleep for an entire day. That 's completely normal for a transformation but it 's why I wanted to wee-wee sure you had some bloodline. You 're here at my, well now our, home in London. When you passed out I found your elbow room and packed up some of your clothes. '' He gestured towards a couple bags in the corner. He stood up from his chair and he moved closer to me. He carressed my face with his hand. His icy ghost was no longsighted gone.

'' We are the Same. '' He smiled. He then moved his lips into mine and kissed me ever so gently. He probed his tounge against my lips and I opened to him. He moved his tounge into my mouth and his tounge began exploring every niche of my mouth. I moaned into his mouth as I moved my hands to the spine of his head. He bit down gently on my lip and I could taste blood. He moved his natural language to my lip and began licking the bitemark. It was the most erotic impression. He pulled away and I let out a groan of protest.

'' Do you find workweek at all ? '' I realized I was feeling a lilliputian woozy.

'' Yeah, a petty. '' He raised his wrist to my lips.

'' Here, drink. You 'll feel better. '' I raised my eyes to his.

'' Do n't care, i 'll be fine. '' So reluctantly I bit down on his arterial blood vessel and began drinking. His lineage flowed into my mouth. I remembered how goodness it had tasted the first time we met but now, it was just heavenly. I drank for about 30 indorsement before he gently pulled away.

'' Now how do you palpate ? '' He said, his eyes full of caring.

'' Much better, thank you. ``

'' My pleasure. '' But now that my hunger was gone, i felt a upsurge of lust within me. As I sat there admiring his beautiful body, i just wanted him. I removed my top and gave him my most seductive glance. He got the tinge quickly as he was already removing his jeans and packer. Below them was a not even erect 6 in long, 2 inch thick cock. I slowly moved my hand to it and began stroking it into hardness. A sound half between a moan and growl left Corvus corax 's lip. He soon moved himself onto the bed and reached around to my back. He unclasped my bra and threw it across the room. My boobs were a B-cup but they were still unwavering and perky. My nipples were hard as infield and begging to be touched. I lay back on the bed and he moved one hand to my right breast which he began kneading. He then moved his ither hand to my get out nipple which be pinched, making me gasp in pain sensation and pleasure. He gazed into my eyes and smiled.he stood up and removed my skirt and step-in and they joined my bra on the storey. I lay there completely exposed and will for him. He lay back on top of me and posistioned his tip at the enterance of my pussy. I could feel how wet I was. He started rubbing up and down my slit and every time he hit my clit I gasped.

'' Oh raven, please do n't keep me waiting any longer. I need you so practically. '' He smirked and began pushing into me until he hit that precious barrier. He looked right into my eyes and he spoke in a calming voice.

'' This will ache but only for a 2d. '' I was in such a state of mixed bliss and pain i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a knockout poke in me and I felt my virginal membrane tear. I cried out but the pain subsided. He continued thrusting into me. It hurt but at the same clock time I never wanted it to stop.

'' Oh raven, yes ! Yes ! Harder please ! '' He did n't ask me to differentiate him twice. He began pounding me relentlessly. His thickly cock stretching my sheath with every thrust. I wrapped my leg around his waist, allowing him further, deeper, penetrations. I moved my hand down and began rubbing my clitoris furiously. I could feel myself getting closer and closer. I finally felt him hit my g-spot.

'' Oh raven ! Oh ! '' And i felt my pussy clench around his shaft as I climaxed.

'' Oh rose ! '' He cried out, throwing his head back. I felt him shoot his cum oceanic abyss within me. He collapsed against me and we lay there a few moments. He then eased himself from me and I let out a whine. He collapse beside me. I could secernate I was bleeding but at the second, I did n't like. He slowly started kneading my breast again. I rolled over and looked into his mysterious eyes. All I say was love and caring.

'' Come my love, dawn approaches. '' He scooped me up in his arms and carried me through our new home together and then down some Edward Durell Stone footprint. There was a rock bedroom and in the center of the chamber was a black casket. The shock absorber inside was red velvety. He laid me down first and then climbed in with me, closing the lid behind him. He wrapped me in his arms and I snuggled against his chest. I felt so condom and secure.
Before i fell asleep I whisped to him,

'' testament you ever leave me ? '' And he gave me his answer.

Quoth the Raven, `` Nevermore. ''