Vampire Desires (Part 5) ~Erotic Story~

Dusk began to bloom outside; its spindle rays of glittering denial slowly began to trace its way closer to the mansion, creeping along like a cat towards a fat canary. Sunrise, with its blissful blushing reds and blues, it was magnificently cold with the dew frozen upon the grass by Frost’s wintry breath.

They laid there, Vincent and Luna, in the magnificent bed of silk and dreams. Their bodies silken with sleep and spent energetic lust. Slowly, with the deceptive accuracy of a panther, a small death-ray of white light slipped through the thick winter-ready velvet and lace curtains; landing on Vincent’s left shoulder.

At first the damning light did nothing but dance with virgin fingers upon his smoothly-naked shoulder. Then slowly the light became harsher, colder than natural light should ever be. The smooth skin of his shoulder began to bubble, and then strangely turn a grey shade, most unnatural for any person.

With an odd amount of reserved strength, he shot up in bed with a hiss of pure pain, and then a look of complete horror crossed upon his angelic face. Slowly he moved himself and the sleeping Luna off the bed and in to a dark corner of the room. He then began to slowly shake her, trying to wake her from her sleep.

“Come my love, you must awaken before hell’s fire burns me up and I may no longer bring pleasure to you.”  As her eyes slowly fanned open, a shadow of a smile blossomed on his face.  He looked at her and then at the harsh light leaking through the window. “Listen carefully my carnal lover, I must speak fast. I am not of this world, a demon to some, but truly and justly called a vampire. I have walked the earth for many centuries now, looking for the one person to be my companion for all times. Do you know what I am asking of you?” He waited for his goddess, and lover, to reply.

Slowly she listened and then came upon a strong realization, he was asking for her life and love, for eternity? “You…want me to join you forever?” She asked in a celestial voice, muted by sleep. She hoped he would say yes, and then they could spend eternity sharing a bed, using each other to survive, never having to leave each other.

He tilted his head at her words, “Yes, with a single silver kiss, we will become eternally bonded together.” He did not mention the fact Hell’s inferno would greet them every time they dared to go out in to the harsh light of day.

“Then bestow your silver kiss upon me, so that we may become immortal lovers for always.” With that she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself up, so that they were facing each other. Her right hand slowly pulled his head down, while she bent her head to give him a better advantage to her neck. “Take me; make me your goddess for now and always.”

He gave in to it and slowly his fangs appeared, gleaming ivory canines that were deadly sharp and fine tipped. With precision and ease he bit in to the pulsing fountain in her neck, the first bite ecstasy as the liquid delight slid past his tongue and down his throat. On pure instinct, he pulled her tighter in to his arms, not wanting anyone or anything to pull her away from him.

She gasped at his bite, the fangs not causing pain but an overload of new sensations that left her weak, but wanting more. As his brace tightened, she moaned, his fangs had deepened the hold over her neck, creating a vortex composed of pleasure and pain. She slowly moved further in to his lap, her legs wrapping around his waist, joining them through his silver kiss and the carnal act of flesh.

They both were caught in the whirlpool of pleasure, over loaded by sensations and delight. He soon realized that he needed to let her go, if he wanted her to survive and become like himself. With new found restraint he pulled away from her, leaving to bloody holes in her neck.

She moaned and rested her head on his shoulder, he slowly moved her to where she was slightly away from his neck, then using on of his sharpened nails he cut the skin and then put her lips to the wound. “Drink my darling, and be reborn in to darkness.” He sighed and waited for her to drink.

With a small flick of her tongue against the wound, she then realized it was very tasty and soon her small human teeth were latched around the wound, sucking greedily. With each sip of his bloodied elixir, she lost a small piece of her daylight heart, its beating slowed until she could stand it no more.

She cried out and flung herself away from him, landing on her back facing him and the creeping sun over his shoulder. “WHAT?” She cried out as her heart felt like it was being wretched from her very body. She screamed and clutched her hands to her chest,  as if trying to hold her heart in.

He watched her, his eyes distant and cold; he did not know how to help her, his own maker had left him in the room alone to suffer through the pain…and death.  “It will pass soon. It is only your body dying; soon you will feel only the bliss of being reborn back in to my arms.” He put his hand lightly on top of hers.

She screamed again, her heart was in its last beats, the strained organs began to close down, lack of oxygen and blood.  With her last breathe, she screamed out…then all went quiet. She grew still, her eyes deepened to a dark shade of blue with electric shocks of crystal blue warping around her pupils. Her skin faded to a stark milk-white, making her look more like a porcelain doll, than an undead vampire.

He watched his eyes wide with curiosity at how she changed. He grew worried after half an hour passed, so walked out the room and in to the hall, listening to see if their actions had awakened anyone…but no one stirred.  Slowly he walked back in to the room and shut the door, then turned around, only to gasp in shock as the spot where he had left her was now empty.