The Call

[therufus]

"Hmm I almost forgot about her. She should be nice and frightend now. Her blood will taste good. Oh and I some times enjoy watching Lycan's eat. There's something thrilling about it. But if you want to do that in private then of course I understand."

He leans in and kisses her this time.

 

[Mistress Silver]

Demos began to purr again as she lowered herself on him. He gazed into her eyes captivated by them as the heat encases him. It takes every ounce of restrain he possesses, not to pull her down onto him.

His eyes still locked onto hers Demos moves his head foreward, encirling her nipple in his hot rough tounge, tasting the sweet sheen of persperration upon her milky white skin.

My soft flesh encompasses his hard length at an excruciatingly slow pace. I have never experienced, before, my flesh being stretched so sweetly, so completely.

His head dips forward and I suddenly feel my nipple encompassed in a sheathe of rough silk. My back bows in an eloquent arch of blazing desire and my body shudders as peacocks of passion display a dazzling, breathtaking array of sensations.

 

[AngelofDeath]

"You can come if you wish." She ran her hand over his body before standing and walking over to ther suit case and pulling out a long black leather duster, she put it over her naked body.

 

[Demos Straxus]

My soft flesh encompasses his hard length at an excruciatingly slow pace. I have never experienced, before, my flesh being stretched so sweetly, so completely.

His head dips forward and I suddenly feel my nipple encompassed in a sheathe of rough silk. My back bows in an eloquent arch of blazing desire and my body shudders as peacocks of passion display a dazzling, breathtaking array of sensations.

Demos feels every second of his covering with excrutiating detail. Time itself seems to slow down as this coupling occurs. He sees the sheen of sweet upon her body, smells her arrousal filling the air, feels the tight dampness of her womanhood, and hears the soft panting of her exetrions.

The part of his mind that cares recalls that she is the first non lycan to manage this feat. Most females would be screaming in pain and whimpering in a most unsatisfactory manner.

Remembering the way that she fondled his barb, Demos encloses her nipple fully with her mouth, and nicks it on his razor sharp teeth, then withdraws to lick the blood from the small wound. She is delicious.

 

[Mistress Silver]

I feel a flash of pain as my nipple is pierced by his sharp white teeth. I sigh and suddenly lower myself until I can take him no more. The pain is a delicious taste of primality and lust. His hard phallus is rhythmically caressed by my pulling satin muscles. For a short moment I remain completely still, giving my body a short period to adjust to his thick length.

"Demos," I whisper reverently. I lift my hips and shudder delighted as the barb works to further stimulate my soft flesh. I continue to raise until only the swelling tip is kissing my lips and then I slowly press my hips to his, sliding his length back inside my hot center.

I thread my fingers through his silky pelt and melt against his muscled body. His body is a furnace of heat and I am drawn to it just as a moth to the promising glow of a firelight.

I buck my hips against his, grinding, and wiggling with rapture. Sex without blood, can never be a part of me. It is who, what, I am. With a groan, I give way to the beatings of my urges and bend my head to his neck. My hypodermic ivory canines tunnel easily through a pelt, that tastes clean and wild, to sink into his skin and into a steely muscle. A burst of hot blood wets my mouth in a torrent of brassy copper. Power surges through his blood and I can actually taste the electrical currents as the tease my taste buds. With the first drop my soft feminine muscles contract around his manhood. With the second taste I am bucking wildly against his him, raising and lowering myself onto him almost as if I were violently impaling myself of a mighty lance. In a manner of speaking, I am.

With a cry I tear my mouth away from his neck, carefully not damaging him further as I quickly withdraw my fangs from his muscle. The blood the stains his pelt is a mirrored image of the blood around my lips.

 

[Demos Straxus]

I feel a flash of pain as my nipple is pierced by his sharp white teeth. I sigh and suddenly lower myself until I can take him no more. The pain is a delicious taste of primality and lust. His hard phallus is rhythmically caressed by my pulling satin muscles. For a short moment I remain completely still, giving my body a short period to adjust to his thick length.

"Demos," I whisper reverently. I lift my hips and shudder delighted as the barb works to further stimulate my soft flesh. I continue to raise until only the swelling tip is kissing my lips and then I slowly press my hips to his, sliding his length back inside my hot center.

I thread my fingers through his silky pelt and melt against his muscled body. His body is a furnace of heat and I am drawn to it just as a moth to the promising glow of a firelight.

I buck my hips against his, grinding, and wiggling with rapture. Sex without blood, can never be a part of me. It is who, what, I am. With a groan, I give way to the beatings of my urges and bend my head to his neck. My hypodermic ivory canines tunnel easily through a pelt, that tastes clean and wild, to sink into his skin and into a steely muscle. A burst of hot blood wets my mouth in a torrent of brassy copper. Power surges through his blood and I can actually taste the electrical currents as the tease my taste buds. With the first drop my soft feminine muscles contract around his manhood. With the second taste I am bucking wildly against his him, raising and lowering myself onto him almost as if I were violently impaling myself of a mighty lance. In a manner of speaking, I am.

With a cry I tear my mouth away from his neck, carefully not damaging him further as I quickly withdraw my fangs from his muscle. The blood the stains his pelt is a mirrored image of the blood around my lips.

At the covering of his manhood Demos cries out, at the bite against his skin her roars.

His eyes shift back to their were form, and his hands move from her shoulders down to her hips, his soft fur in sharp contrast to his now extended claws, as he begins to buck slowly into her. He can allready feel the start of his passion building, but Demos' animal lust will be denied not a moment longer. No more delays. No more play. He is a rutting beast, and she his mate. For most humans this would mean a simple orgasm or two, but Demos is as much tiger as man, and his fire burns far more brightly. Indeed he has killed more than one mortal foolish enough to stoke fires they could not sate. His claws start to dig into her hips, as his pace slowly increases, small drops of blood roll down her hips, some even touching their joining, but Demos does not care. He feels the stroking of his hard shaft against her welcoming womanhood, and that is all that matters. From his lip he speaks a command, his voice more a roar than spoken words.

"Drink of Me!"

 

[Mistress Silver]

His claws as they sink easily into my hips evoke a whimper from deep inside, not a whimper of fear or pain, but a whimper of such a complete joining.

He begins to pump his shaft into my moist, velvet slit and I start to grunt under the assaulting waves of sex.

"Drink of Me!" Though I have just finished doing so, I don't hesitate to sink my teeth into the flesh of his thick, muscled neck. I drink eagerly at his blood, almost violently holding him in a tight embrace. The hot fluid easily pours down my throat and I growl femininely with an animalistic pleasure of predatory satisfaction.

Streamers of blood tickle across my skin and his nails sink further into my skin. I re-sink my fangs into a portion of his neck that has yet to be attacked and I bite into him, hard.

Even as I am drinking his blood my hips start to move faster, taking his length faster and harder.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Demos feels his lifeblood dripping away, and feels the passion of his mate increase. This is good. His claws are imbedded fully, but he jars them with each joining, as his pace increases to match hers. He can feel the horizon of their fufillment, but ignores it, simply thrusting faster instead. The sheathing is like a cocoon of the purest silk, and her bites are like tender kisses to him. What is more, he feels her heat increase with every drop, and it is ecstasy. The blood now dripping down her thighs, joins with the river of her passion, which flows between the two, and down his legs, filling the air with the scents of blood, and lust.

 

[therufus]

Dimitre puts on only his pants and trench coat and looks at her with lust in his eyes.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Rayven grolwed playfully as they headed out of the room, by way of the window. There were very few people around and those who did see them, ignored them.

Rayven led Dimitre towards the entrance of the park. She vanished in the shadows long enough to remove her coat. The next thing there were a pair of glowing red eyes staring out at him.

 

[therufus]

Dimitre's lust grew as she changed. He smiled and licked his lips in anticipation.

 

[AngelofDeath]

"Follow me lover." She grolwed off as she stalked the park. It wasn't long before she spot a lone jogger. He was 33yrs old and fit. Growling she waited for him to come around the bend.

 

[therufus]

Dimitre watched from the shadows waiting for her to make her move against the unsuspecting mortal.
He can feel his teeth start to grow.

 

[AngelofDeath]

As he came round the circle she began to whine like a hurt dog. The man stopped and whistled, "Here dog. You ok?"

She whined more backing up so so that he came towards the bushes. The man moved still trying to coax her out. With a growl she launched herself at him dragging his body back as he screamed though it was cut off when she ripped his throat out. She howled loudly claiming her kill.

 

[therufus]

Dimitre got an instant hard on as his eyes pierced the darkness of the bush. The gore of it all alone was enough to get him hard. The fact that it was the lycan he had just fucked made him moan outloud.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Rayven ate his heart and major organs. Lifteing her blood smeared muzzle she let out another howl. The man's face, what was left of it, was contorted in pain.

She soome finishe dhim off leaving scraps and bloody bones and some parts of him. Making her way back towards her lover she could smell his lust. Soon in her human form she stood before him, naked and covered in blood.

 

[therufus]

He presses into her naked body and kisses her hard on the lips. He moans as he tastes the blood on her lips and in her mouth.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Rayven moaned as her hand slid into his pants wrapping around his cock, "Once more before you leave me for the day." His cock was lsick with his precum she stroked him slow and hard.

 

[therufus]

He moans and his eyes light up as her hot hand moves up and down his cock.
"Yes once more for tonight."

 

[AngelofDeath]

Pulling him to a flat patch hidden by the tress she laid down upon her coat, her arms and legs open for him. "Then come to me, Dimitre. Come claim your wolf." She meant what she said. Rayven was his as he was hers.

 

[therufus]

Dimitre slips out of his pants and lays down on top of her thrusting his cock into her pussy. He starts to gently kiss her neck before bitting into it.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Rayven moaned and and arche dup. Her pussy tightening in response to his bite. "Fuck me." She purred in pleasure as he started to thrust hard and deep into her. Her nails lightly scratching his back.

 

[therufus]

His thrust get harder and faster as he feels her nails digging into his back. He comes up from her neck and kisses her hard on the mouth once again sharing her blood with her.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Rayven growled and moan, her soul letting lose an earth shaking howl as she was wrapped up in a massive orgasm. Purring Dimitre soon found himself under her as she rode him, driving her stil rippling cunt down on him.

 

[therufus]

"Oh ya ride that cock while your fucking cumming. Come on fuck me harder then that."