Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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Elizabeth
Just as he reached that climatic moment,, as the last jets of hot semen bathed within me, that is when I bit into him. Sending him over that edge, near roaring down the walls into a black euphoria commonly called 'the veil'. You aren't unconscious but you aren't fully aware either. A blackness fills your mind, your eyes and your body heats to near unbearable heights of not only temperatures but pleasures as well. It is, simply put, the highest of orgasm one can possibly reach before that plunge downward.
I drank of him deeply, pulling all that pleasure charged cells into my body and mind. Absorbing his thoughts, the sensations we both felt ricocheted between the pair of us, adding to the heightened senses. With each pull, his cock would twitch and jerk and my body would spasm and cling tighter, merging us into one being, mind, heart and body. All those who came before, that strengthened Aiden and strengthened me were gathering and mixing within me. All that power and energy, all that knowledge but few answers would unlock within him, when he woke next.
Undead but not dead.
"Drink, lover.." Words softly coaxed from my red wet lips, our gazes locking but could he truly see me? Aiden said he was strong, so perhaps he could see my blood stained lips and pale face smiling up at him. My nails turned inward to the inner curve of my breast, nearest to my heart. A place I could control him and the amount of nourishment he would gain from me. I had not been prepared and so it was a little painful to slice open my own skin, but I was rushing hard on the endorphin in his blood and lusts in both our souls. "Drink of me, Jason." Pulling him down to me, into my arms and to my breast.
Still he throbbed hard and deep within me, and when he suckled upon me, drawing the very blood I just took from him, from within me, I lost control all over again. Cumming hard, deep within my body tightened and arched, pushing us both into the air. Nails held him to me, clutching as my hips would grind and writhe upon his fattening cock. Gods loved to gift the young with staying power, Unlike the others who were made into vampire about the ages of thirty and up, Jason was 19 years of age and in his prime form. It was intoxicating to ponder just how he would be once he was done exchanging blood and rebirth.
Still, we fucked as he drank. I refused to let him go until he had half my blood, half my blood history and bloodline, a quarter of Aiden within his veins now seering a path through him, forming him anew, shaping the vampire in small painless ways. It would grow in ernest here soon, the pain would be harder for him to take as the vampire cells conformed his organs but they had just enough time to fuck him into a coma and hopefully, through most of the agony.
"Come on Jason, FUCK me again!" laughter filled his bedroom, yanking him by his hair to my kiss, shoving my tongue past his bloodied lips to suckle our mixture clean.
Just as he reached that climatic moment,, as the last jets of hot semen bathed within me, that is when I bit into him. Sending him over that edge, near roaring down the walls into a black euphoria commonly called 'the veil'. You aren't unconscious but you aren't fully aware either. A blackness fills your mind, your eyes and your body heats to near unbearable heights of not only temperatures but pleasures as well. It is, simply put, the highest of orgasm one can possibly reach before that plunge downward.
I drank of him deeply, pulling all that pleasure charged cells into my body and mind. Absorbing his thoughts, the sensations we both felt ricocheted between the pair of us, adding to the heightened senses. With each pull, his cock would twitch and jerk and my body would spasm and cling tighter, merging us into one being, mind, heart and body. All those who came before, that strengthened Aiden and strengthened me were gathering and mixing within me. All that power and energy, all that knowledge but few answers would unlock within him, when he woke next.
Undead but not dead.
"Drink, lover.." Words softly coaxed from my red wet lips, our gazes locking but could he truly see me? Aiden said he was strong, so perhaps he could see my blood stained lips and pale face smiling up at him. My nails turned inward to the inner curve of my breast, nearest to my heart. A place I could control him and the amount of nourishment he would gain from me. I had not been prepared and so it was a little painful to slice open my own skin, but I was rushing hard on the endorphin in his blood and lusts in both our souls. "Drink of me, Jason." Pulling him down to me, into my arms and to my breast.
Still he throbbed hard and deep within me, and when he suckled upon me, drawing the very blood I just took from him, from within me, I lost control all over again. Cumming hard, deep within my body tightened and arched, pushing us both into the air. Nails held him to me, clutching as my hips would grind and writhe upon his fattening cock. Gods loved to gift the young with staying power, Unlike the others who were made into vampire about the ages of thirty and up, Jason was 19 years of age and in his prime form. It was intoxicating to ponder just how he would be once he was done exchanging blood and rebirth.
Still, we fucked as he drank. I refused to let him go until he had half my blood, half my blood history and bloodline, a quarter of Aiden within his veins now seering a path through him, forming him anew, shaping the vampire in small painless ways. It would grow in ernest here soon, the pain would be harder for him to take as the vampire cells conformed his organs but they had just enough time to fuck him into a coma and hopefully, through most of the agony.
"Come on Jason, FUCK me again!" laughter filled his bedroom, yanking him by his hair to my kiss, shoving my tongue past his bloodied lips to suckle our mixture clean.