Once Bitten (Private Thread for LadyChance and BriefcaseRonin)

BriefcaseRonin

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The 'Vampire Killer' had struck again, the fifth time in two weeks. It was causing a buzz in the media and the police couldn't track the killer down. The fingerprints didn't exist in any files and there was no apparent pattern to the killings. They seemed to be happening in very erratic situations. Detective Lisa Pullins, a young cop recently promoted was running the case and she couldn't find anything that would solve it. It seemed like they were going to have to get lucky and catch the killer. The only fixed thing about every murder was the way in which it was performed: exsanguination.

She couldn't help but be wary of sleep though as she prepared to get into bed, her dreams were... unique. She would find herself laying on the bed, naked and waiting as her love came in. But her love was no rippled, well-built, man infact it was a lithe, exotic beauty with pale skin and long curly black hair. Her eyes fixated on Lisa as she slipped into the bed, pulling her close. They would make love several times in her dream, and she would always wake up in the same way: when her lover sank her fangs into her neck.

Lisa put away the case for the night so she could get some sleep, untying her long, dark, blonde hair as she laid down in bed to get some sleep. She kicked her shoes off and slipped out of her clothes, resting in the warm fabric in just her underwear. And once she was asleep, her hands instinctively began to search her body. Her dreams over the past few nights had been strange and very erotic. The dream she would have was no exception.

She didn't bother to think about why she was having them, she had a case to solve. And it probably would have bothered her if she had realized the dreams started around the same time as the murders...
 
Lisa

It had been such a long day and all I could think about was falling into bed, to sleep hoping the dreams wouldn't find me again tonite. Closing my eyes finally with a sigh, slipping deeply into the dream.

She comes to me with long flowing black hair, whipping about her with a life of its own. Skin the color of alibaster, glowing with a brillance of the moon's radiance. Her eyes, those eyes beckon, calling me to her speaking of such loneliness and need. The deepest color of blue I could ever remember seeing in all of my young life. Watching as she comes closer to me, a smile of seduction upon her pouty lips of red. "Do not fear me for you will belong with me soon, I promise you." Her words reach my ears in gentle whispers of the wind.

My arms reach for her and I know I am lost to her, but who is this woman? I desired her touch, to feel the tenderness with which she stroked my body bringing it to life. No matter how hard I had tried at first, now I just let myself enjoy the pleasures that she brought. With each dream I had it became more real, real to feel, real to experience. She had become my lover and we had never even touched skin to skin, a fact that I wished I could remedy.

Moaning softly as her hands stroke against my skin lighting me on fire, her fingers finding my nipples to tease them into hardened peaks of need. A need for her, her touch, her attentions. Under the sheets my body squirms as my hands move gently finding all the sentual zones. Brushing lightly bringing me to a raging inferno of need and pleasure.

Her mouth finding mine to place a possesive kiss, her tongue melting against mine in a battle for control reaching and stroke the others. She was heaven.. or hell I couldn't tell which and at times like these I honestly didn't care. Arching as her body presses to mine, her mouth finding my throat. Then pain.. such pain as I had never known before.

My eyes fly open and I am once again alone in my room, sweat lightly coating my entire body. Throbbing with a need that I knew only release of a sexual kind would only calm. Groaning softly to myself as I climb from the bed, grabbing my robe from the end of my bed. Padding softly to the shower, hoping to help with a cold shower. Something... Anything to help, I had never thought to want a woman so badly as I did now. And I didn't even know her name, but I knew her touch, her scent, the sounds she made. How I responded to her body next to mine, how mine responded to her.

Giving a groan of dismay once again, dropping the robe stepping into the cold waters of the shower. Gasping as the coolness cascades down my body carressing in rivlets along my nipples, down my smooth stomach to finally kiss my throbbing nether lips. Slipping slowly down my thighs, as her hands would in my dreams. Sighing softly as my thoughts once again move back to the dream, my body begins to awaken once again with the images in my head.

"No.. No more tonite." Speaking this aloud to myself, letting the words drop emptily into the room. Finishing my shower, drying quickly before grabbing the robe and heading for the kitchen. No more sleep for me tonite, I might as well go over more of the case since I am awake and frustrated as hell.
 
Natasha

The window slowly creeped open, making sure that Lisa was too busy in her work to notice. A cold wind blew in through that open window, sending a chill down Lisa's spine. The confused woman would, of course, close it and go back to work, not noticing the intruder that entered through the keyhole to her home.

A soft mist poured in through that keyhole, as well as through the crack at the bottom of the door. It kept pouring in until it had entered, slithering across the ground as it entered her bedroom. It was like a thick fog, only an inch up from the carpet but the room seemed to grow rather chilly. But Lisa wouldn't have a chance to respond as she felt hands slip around her. A tongue ran across her ear before a lovely whisper, thick with a strong romanian accent echoed in ethereal softness, "My love, I am here. Our many dreamy rendevouz have built up to this moment."

When Lisa turned, there was no one there, and those hands were nowhere to be found. A pale hand, almost a pure, marble, white ran across Lisa's cheek, and she found herself powerless to move. The, rich, erotic voice spoke again, "My dear Lisa, I have traveled many miles, across air, sea, and land to find you. I have slept for many years, and I am sad to say I had to feed before I could be strong enough to find you. While I slept though, I entered your dreams and you have come to accept my touch. As you shall now."

Lisa, straining to turn would feel like a rubber band let go of, as she flung herself around to see the woman of her dreams. Rich, dark curls hung about her perfect face. Her skin was alabastor and those blue eyes looked upon her with such need, "Oh, Lisa, my love. Please accept me.. I need you so dearly, and I have traveled such great distances to join the heart which resonates so completely with mine own."

She was dressed as though she were a Countess, a long black and red dress made from satin and silk with well crafted white cloth puffing out from the cuffs. A black leather bodice covered her chest, tied tight with silver laces to reveal her ample bosom. She was a true vision of beauty, how could any being deny such a creature in pain. "My dear, we belong together. Come to me? Let me take you in my arms and bring you the love we both so desire?"
 
Lisa

Grasping the front of my robe tighter about my throat, as I watch and listen to the woman before me. Finally croaking out in a tight voice, "who are you and how do you know my name?" Firing several questions at this woman in rapid succession. "How did you get into my home, and what do you want with me. I have never seen you before now, why do you act like you have?"

Normally I would have thought to shoot and ask questions later but tonight with the dreams and work I hadn't thought to put my gun in my pocket. Remembering that I had left it under my pillow when I had gone in to take my shower earlier. How much earlier I couldn't remember, time for me when I worked seemed to fly by and I never realized it until it had past several hours. This woman before me was from my dreams, just as beautiful and desirable, and I felt the need to pull her close to touch and taste of the pleasures I instinctively knew only she would give to me.

Gazing about the room quickly, taking in what I might defend myself if need be, shit it was my kitchen. I had knives across the room, a coffee cup sitting on the desk. Yeah, like that was going to do me some good, I could see it now, the cold coffee that had been sitting there for hours, was going to be my savior... Not!

I couldn't think, at least not at this moment, and again I thought about my gun and wanted to kick myself in the ass for not remembering it. First rule of being a detective, never leave your gun under your pillow when you might have strange beautiful women turning you on with just their dreams.

"I think you need to leave, maybe come back in the morning when its not so late. I have a few questions I would like to ask you." Detective first and foremost, that was always a good rule of thumb. Otherwise I felt that I was going to be lost to this woman, and I wasn't sure I cared right now, but I got the feeling if I gave in then my soul and all I had strove for would be lost to me. Again my eyes take in her image, she honestly was beautiful, her skin looked so soft and inviting to touch, so much so that I found my hand almost there before realizing what I was doing. Changing my actions to brush my long blonde hair back, acting as if that was what I was doing the whole time.

Seeing her smile, a soft whisper of sound escapes her fluttering to my ears on the wings of something soothing and soft. "Oh I shall return soon, we are meant to be together, your soul and mine are joined you will see." Then just as if she hadn't been there she was gone, or so I thought until I felt the softest of touches upon my face, turning my head up and at a tilt, something unseen but felt brushes my lips. The kiss, since that was what I knew it to be was so sensual, arousing, drawing me into it as my lips part invitingly. Being invaded by the sweet metallic taste of something I can not quiet place, oh but how I savored it, as if I couldn't get enough. Hearing a soft laugh one of happiness. The lips leave mine and I open my eyes, this time knowing for certain she was gone, but that she would be back.
 
Natasha

She found herself again back at the basement of the building she had claimed for herself. She felt so distraught, reaching her coffin and slowly opening it. Why had Lisa resisted her? She closed her eyes tight, trying not to think about it, "Oh, Lisa.. I will win your heart. We are meant to be." She knelt down and slowly climbed within her only means of rest, closing it after she laid on the soft satin fabric.

Her dreams were once more filled with Lisa, coming to her to make her her's. She sighed as her naked love slipped into her coffin with her, feeling those soft, warm, lips across her neck and that deliciously warm body press against her. Of course, this was her dream and she was naked as well. She groaned, needing her closer, needing her now! Her fingers massaged the flesh as her lips met her lovely Lisa's. A fire rose up inside her, a hunger and a lust, as she made love to her Lisa.

She lay between the detective's legs, spreading them gently as her tongue flicked over the soft folds. Natasha looking up at her love with such desperation, such need for her. That tongue slithered in, tasting the flesh of her inner walls as her fingers gently massaged the soft lips and clitoris of her lover. The hunger built but she fought to resist it! Not yet, not yet!

She thrust her tongue back and forth, faster and harder with each thrust, her cold face pressed tight to this hot, wet, cunt. She devoured the juices that dripped from that delicious pussy, but that would not sate the hunger inside her. She needed something else, and she would have it! She worked her love, her tongue hitting her most sensitive areas until she was driven to orgasm. It was then that she sank her fangs into the flesh around her flower, drinking deeply of her blood.

It would be no suprise that when her lovely Lisa went to sleep, she would share the same dream as Natasha.
 
Lisa

"Lisa get your ass in here now! And I do mean NOW!" My sergeant had such a way with words and after the night I had, had I wasn't prepared to deal with him quiet so early. Grumbling under my breath as I finish pouring myself a cup of black coffee. I really actually hated the taste of the nasty stuff but after last night I needed something. Who knew maybe it would keep me awake tonight as well, and every night from now on if need be.

Grabbing a handful of sugars stuffing a few in the pocket of my jacket, knowing I would need them soon enough for the black pudding sloshing around in my cup. Knocking lightly upon the Sergeants door before peeking my head in, ready to duck just incase something was thrown my way. "Get in here and shut the damn door now Lisa." His voice wasn't exactly angry as angry goes so to say but more um.. Well yeah he was pissed, to the point that I knew he was seeing red by the time I left his office. Sitting down at my desk I begin to wonder if he my ass had a huge bite mark on it where he had chewed it.

The 'Vampire Killer' had hit again, or so the loving newspapers lines read and with me being the detective in charge of the case it had been up to me to come up with any leads. Which of course I hadn't, I mean we had the evidence and such but nothing new. This killer was neat, two holes in the neck drained completely of blood, no prints that matched, the killer didn't even have a set pattern. How was I suppose to know who to look for if there was nothing to point me in the right direction.

There sitting upon my desk sat the folder I had taken home and worked on after my dream/nightmare/visit whatever someone would call what I had last night. She had been real I knew she was, there was no doubt in my mind, but maybe I would check with the station psychiatrist when my shift was over with. What could they do think I was nuts and needed some time off with pay. Oh that sounded wonderful in a padded room with a nice jacket even. Smiling to myself I open the folder with a sigh, ok enough procrastinating I think to myself. Once again going over the locations of the deaths, pulling a map out to make a circle in red of the places that bodies had been found. And the possible locations of where someone would hide or even for that matter why this one area.

By noon my head was pounding and my eyes crossing, after going over the sheets several times, I still had nothing and thought I wouldn't find anything sitting here on my ass thinking about it either. Grabbing my jacket and pouring my now cold coffee into a plastic cup, making sure to have enough sugar. I leave a note upon my desk informing anyone who cared that I was on my way to look over the crime scenes. Sighing the register for the car that I am to use, waving a happy goodbye to the desk officer as I drive out and away from the station.

I would have loved to have said the birds were singing and the sun was shining on such a beautiful day. But... Since it was drizzling outside and had been steadily for the past three days, everything was soaked even me by the time I was done with the first crime scene. The only thing I had noticed that had a pattern was all the murders had been at night, well and of course the neck wounds.

By the time I made it to the next crime scene that drizzle was now rain, big heavy drops of cold water. Yippy, for me, guess I wouldn't need to take a shower tonight. Or wash my clothing for that matter, just hand me a towel and I was done. Thank god I had pulled back my hair today to keep it out of my face, otherwise it would have seriously been in my way.

I found the same that I had at the first scene and the next several from then on absolutely nothing. No prints, the rain had washed away anything that might have been useful, even the crime tape was gone. Probably some of the local neighbor hood children had taken it down, people seemed to think that a crime scene meant souvenirs. Climbing back into the car and heading back to the station, it was now 4:45pm and my shift was almost over, although since I took my work home with me it never seemed to end.

Home was warm and comfy, a quick hot shower, my trusty book of romance and soon I found myself curled up with a bowl of popcorn watching an old movie of Dracula in London. The similarities were astounding to those of our case. But Vampires didn’t exist, they were a myth, legend and thing that moms told their children at night to put the fear of god into them. There was no way we could have a Vampire loose in our city.

As soon as my eyes close, the dream greets me again once more, moaning softly shaking my head as the mist fills the room. Her soft voice clouding my mind with desire and need, the feel of our bodies touching in tender caresses. Who was she and why was it that she had found her way into my dreams, then lost again to the vision before me as her arms open beckoning me into them for all eternity.
 
Natasha

Lisa had fallen asleep for several hours, and nightime creeped in. The moon rose up into the dark sky and Natasha awoke from her slumber. The coffin lid was pushed off as she rose up feeling refreshed, but hungry. It was easy enough to seduce some prostitute off of the street, and when she had finished draining her of her vital essence, she homed in on Lisa, who's dreams were like a beacon to her.

She did as last time, becoming a thick mist and slithering her way through the empty spaces in her door. When she was through she became her regular, solid, form and moved over to Lisa's bed. She sat down as she watched her love dream. Those dreams were made up of only her most erotic lusts, her body needing to feel these things long denied her. But Natasha would not deny her.

She ran her fingers through Lisa's hair, sighing softly as she took her hand in her's. It was only a flick of her sharp nail to gently cut the flesh on her arm. Her eyes twinkling as she saw the blood come up from it's new wound. She hissed for a moment as she leaned in, her lips wrapping about that cut as she suckled on that most important facet of her existence. She had to lick the wound though as she raised her head, letting out a moan as her love's blood coursed through her body. It was so pure, so wonderful and potent!

Lisa would wake up as she heard her and she would look down on her with those blue eyes. She slowly smiled and spoke to her, "My Lisa, I need you. Would you deny me this? I know how much you fight it, but I mean you no harm. I want you to be with me for all eternity, our love would be neverending." Her hand ran along Lisa's thigh before cupping her womanhood, gently massaging the flesh through the fabric and smiling mischeviously as she felt the fabric grow wet from her attentions. "You may lie but your body cannot. It responds so quickly to the simplest touch, because you need me as much as I need you."

She didn't move, waiting for Lisa's reaction, "I know you carry your metal sling underneath your pillow, you may shoot me if you wish but you can not kill me. Perhaps you should, your banal disbelief in my existence will be proved false when I rise from your attack."
 
Lisa

She was talking of my gun, how did she know where it was? With her hands where they were I wasn't sure I wanted to move anywhere but into this woman's arms. Moaning softly feeling the heat that had come from my dream and her hand as it begins to massage me through my undies. Shocked with the way I was reacting to her touch. What was it she had said, 'your banal disbelief in my existence' what was that suppose to mean?

Arching against her hand with a sigh, her fingers drumming against my sex teasing me lightly. She knew what she was doing to me I could tell, with her knowing smile the way her body tensed. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes upon, I had to admit that I was curious. Indeed I wanted her, but why? Was it something she had done to me, played with my mind or was it just me who wanted her so badly that I was making excuses.

Between a gasp and moan I ask, "Who are you?" My eyes close as the delicious sensations run through me, god what her hands were doing. Opening my eyes once more to look upon her. I wanted to kiss her but didn't know how to ask, or what to do. Instead it was as if she read my mind, bringing her lips down to mine tasting of me as if I was some fine wine. Softly brushing against mine until she feels the breath leave my lips, slipping her tongue within my mouth to meet mine. Once there our tongue danced a ritual of ages, melting into each other, tasting, savoring the others flavor. Bringing my hand up placing it about her neck holding her to me as our kiss deepens, moaning softly against her lips. She tasted like heaven and I wanted so much more from her.

Then realizing what I was doing I pull back from her to search her eyes feeling myself falling deep into the depths. I felt like I was drowning and she was there to help me, save me. From what I wasn't sure but she.. she was here for me and I knew if I gave in there would be no more her, no more me... but there would be a us.

Again I ask, "Who are you, why do I feel as if I have known you all my life?" Pulling even further from her to sit up in my bed, bringing the covers up around my neck. Suddenly feeling very embarressed with my actions from earlier, dropping my eyes from hers. Then looking back up just as quickly, wanting to see the gloriousness of them again. Her smile tells me that she finds my actions adoring, as one lover would to another.
 
Natasha or rather...

She watched her love adoringly as she brought such pleasure to her, her fingers working against that hot sex until she pressed her lips to her's. The kiss, oh gods the kiss! In that moment she forgot the pain of centuries old existence and the curse of having to survive on the blood of the living. This was greater and more wonderful then the tainted ecstasy she felt when she drank deeply from her victim's crimson vitae. This was love.

She smiled with such adoration at her Lisa, knowing that she would be shocked and yet curious by the spark that went through them, a spark that, if they allowed it would become a sensuous blaze of epic proportions. "I am Ecaterina Antanasia..." She looked towards the window with a faraway look, "An ironic name, for in my native tongue it means 'Innocent Immortal', I may be immortal, but hundreds of years have made me far from innocent." She understood that the name didn't exactly roll off the tongue, "If you prefer though, you may simply call me Natasha."

She wanted to leap over her love and share a night of bliss, but she had to explain these things before they could become truely close. "As.. you may have guessed.. I am Vampir, or Vampire as is the modern term. I will live until the end of time as long as I drink the blood of the living: wether human or animal, it matters not. But I gain more then just immortality. I have easily entered your abode without force, my strength is that of ten men, and I can move faster then your human eyes could see. Oh yes." She moved closer to Lisa and retrieved the pistol from under her pillow.

She examined it, arching a brow, "I see Man has not stopped in it's search for more effective means of killing it's fellow Man." She pointed the gun at herself and pulled the trigger, lurching a bit as the bullet entered her stomach. She put the gun down and sighed, closing her eyes for a moment before the bullet was pushed out and the wound closed, leaving no trace of it's existence. "I also cannot be harmed by man-made weapons. Only the sun's life giving rays will end my existence."

She then slipped close to Lisa, gently taking the covers from her and moving them aside. "So now you know who I am, and what I am. As for this feeling, I cannot explain it either, though when I look upon you, I too feel as though I have always known you, my love." She laid Lisa back and slowly she untied her bodice, when it came undone she set the leather peice aside and began to slip out of her dress. The skin underneath was just as pure and white as the flesh that Lisa had seen. And her body more then proved to be as perfect as her exotic features and form had hinted. The dress pooled at her feet and revealed all of this goddess made flesh.

She slipped into Lisa's bed with her, gently moving the covers up over her hips. "My love, come to me. Let us complete each other and share in that most primal ecstasy. I promise to make you feel more alive then any man who has ever touched you can." She opened her arms, fully expecting her Lisa, her love, the one who had been in her dreams for countless nights, to come to her. Those eyes, which had seen the rise and fall of countless civilizations, Emperors fall, kings dethroned, and dictators overthrown, which once held a bitter and cold mien, now held only love and a pleading need for her Lisa.
 
Lisa

Ecaterina Antanasia I speak the name softly, hearing it in my own ears. When she had pulled the trigger against herself I almost cried out, thinking I would have lost something so precious. But then she showed me that the bullet wouldn't hurt her. I still didn't believe that Vampires existed but she was proof that there was more here then I could understand.

Her white flesh was so beautiful to look upon and as she undressed I found myself lost. I wanted to taste and feel such perfection, just to be close to it made my body shutter with need. She was so very erotic and sensual, such a creature I knew to be dangerous but I felt that she was no threat to me. Her eyes always held such longing when she looked at me, so lonely in fact that I found that I wanted to help take that look away if I could.

There was so much more that I didn't know about her, but for this one night, maybe I could give in to her. To the desire to touch and be touched, a night of pleasure like no other. Finding it almost to much of a painful thought to send her away. Instead I moved closer to her and she climbed into bed next to me, shivering with excitement with a need that I could not explain but knew it for what it was.

As her arms close in around me all thought leaves except the need to please her, to give her all that she desires from me. Skin so soft, the feel of her body was cooler then my own. Looking into her eyes I see her smile.. actually smile for the first time, smiling back at her I take a studing breath then whisper softly to her.
"Show me.."
 
Ecaterina Antanasia

Ecaterina smiled and gently pressed her lips to Lisa's. As she did so, her arms wrapped more comfortably around her, and her right leg slowly moved to hold her closer. She could feel that warm body, flush with life and blood against her, and she only wanted to bring her love to her most powerful of sensations, the blinding bliss that made one feel as though they were almost touching the face of Divinity.

With one smooth motion she rolled Lisa over and rested atop her, slithering down to those elegant breasts. She leaned in, her tongue dipping out to lick in slow, teasing, circles around that nub of tender flesh before lips descended on it, nursing from it with the utmost care. Her hand rested upon the breast that cried out for attention as well, squeezing and kneading the perfect flesh as her thumb pressed and rubbed against her nipple.

She lovingly tugged on that nipple in her mouth before releasing it, a glistening trail of saliva connecting her deep red lips to that hardened pink flesh. She licked the saliva back up into her mouth before switching to the next breast, giving it the attention it rightly deserved. She had to let go though, lest she leave other areas unattended. Her kisses traveled the expanse of her creamy flesh, leaving no inch in her path unloved.

She spread those delicious thighs, her tongue licking across the silky soft flesh. Her kisses and licks growing increasingly closer, and closer, and closer to that prize. She didn't reach it just yet, letting her lips caress the flesh around her flower, not touching it, not yet. She would make the Lisa beg for the sweet pleasure, would make her moan for it. And when she heard that lovely voice yearn for her tongue she gladly obliged. That pink muscle dived straight in, to bring wonderful pleasure to Lisa.
 
Lisa

I was shaking head to toe with need, in responce to the attentions I was recieving, her touch was exquiste torture but I wanted every breath of a whisper from her. The soft touches of her skin against mine was driving me insane, I wanted to touch her do all the things she was doing to me to her. If I could give her the same pleasure that she was giving me then I would be happy.

Running my hands threw her hair, feeling the silkiness slip through my fingers, a cloud of darkness that brushes against my body sending shivers of delight where it touches. Crying out as her tongue brushes lightly teasingly along my hidden nub, the coursness was such to almost bring me to my knees if I had been standing. Instead it just increased the pleasure, "Please.. Please" I beg but for what I wasn't sure. I just knew that what she was doing to me was way more then I had ever experienced.
 
Ecaterina Antanasia

Ecaterina sighed as she licked that delicious pussy, her tongue lapping at those folds, slurping up the juices. She would lay there for a long moment, massaging those creamy thighs on either side of her neck as her tongue continued to slither up and down those lips. She finally broke away, looking back up at her dearest Lisa. She smirked as she sat down and pulled the lovely woman into her lap.

It was then that she spread those legs once more, holding her close as she began to make Lisa feel -really- good. Her hands searched out places to best pleasure their dearest. One hand resting between those legs, perfect nails tenderly running up and down over the folds. Her other hand gripped a breast, squeezing it and cupping it as her fingers rolled the hard nipple, gently pulling from time to time. It was then that she began to use one of her vampiric powers.

As she focused, Lisa felt tongues licking over every inch of her body. The sensation of wet pink muscles lapping at her delicious breasts, her warm thighs, her stomach, her arms, shoulders, neck, every single place on her body was being licked. It was then that she kissed that neck before sinking her fangs into it. Unlike in those dreams, the dark kiss she gave her love was not painful, far from it infact, it was a euphoria that she had never felt. The sensation of having her blood drank from her could give anyone a heady rush.

She only took a little bit, licking the wound closed and moaning as she held tight to Lisa, "Oh, gods... I have never tasted such a rich vintage.."
 
Lisa

I knew the moment Natasha bit me, drawing my life’s blood from me. But with her fingers teasing and stroking my clit along with the thousand tongues caressing my body all my cares slipped away from me in a haze of passion and need. Liquid heat flowed through my veins as waves of pleasure, knocking me from one cloud to the next. My body was on fire, everywhere she touched a new flame would begin. Natasha’s touch was heaven, so exquisite and gentle as if she had been my lover for so long that she knew what I needed and liked. Feeling the pulsing waves continuing to lick about my body, “Oh God Yes!”

Her whispered words in my ears, was so seductive silk over satin, they sounded so sweet urging me into a fantasy of blood and sex. Wild abandon unadulterated sex pure and simple. I had never felt this way before and I knew somewhere deep down inside of my being that I would never feel it again unless it was with My Natasha. She had called me hers and the thought of her claiming me made me feel loved in a strange way. I was hers and there was no way out of it now, I knew it and didn’t want to change it ever.

Claiming Natasha’s mouth with my own, tasting slightly metallic and yet sweet and tangy all at the same time. I knew it was my blood in her mouth, my life blood in her coursing through her veins. The night was my Goddess, and her name was Natasha she had become my Goddess. I found that I wanted to give her everything, anything she wanted from me I was hers.

Slipping my tongue into her tongue slowly into her mouth grazing her teeth lightly with a softness of touch. Finding her tongue to wrap around it with my own, loving it, suckling upon it slowly. Becoming bold in my motions, I wanted to give her release, I wanted to hear my Goddess moan as she had done for me.

Pushing myself from within her arms gently, kissing down her neck nipping and suckling as I go. She tasted so good, so wonderfully sweet and tangy, how did one get to taste so good I wondered. Lowering my hands down to gently grasp her breasts massaging the glow of skin softly. Loving how her nipples harden against my palms, the tight nubs perfect against my hands and fingers as I pull slightly upon them, pinching lightly. Natasha's indrawn breath lets me know that she is enjoying my attentions, increasing my need to please her more.

Moving down her body licking and teasing with my mouth as I go, exploring every inch of her skin. Placing small nips of my teeth here and there, then quickly soothing the area with a quick lavish of my tongue. Leaving a gleaming trail of saliva in the moonlight upon her skin to show my decent down to the womanly mound between her glorious thighs.

Sliding my tongue along her soft folds, dipping and tasting of her essence as she had done me earlier. Groaning softly, my eyes go to hers as I mumble gently against her, “you taste of fine wine, long nights of passion and pleasure. Mmmm!” Bringing my hands down to meet my mouth, pulling her silken folds away to expose the hard nub of her clit there. Stroking gently at first, just tasting and teasing her with my tongue.
 
Natasha

Natasha sighed, laying back on that silky soft bed with her pussy exposed. She loved every moment that Lisa touched her, it was the most satisfying sensation that she had ever felt. Her hips rocking as she felt that lovely tongue lick her, causing her to coo in perhaps the most adorably romantic of ways, only enhanced by her beautiful accent.

She reached down, and with a perfectly sharp fingernail, cut a small run across her leg, which slowly welled up with blood. She looked at Lisa, running her fingers through her hair, then the cut. "Drink from me, my love? Taste my life as I have tasted yours?"
 
Lisa

I watched the blood well to the skin, slipping silently in a small river. Fasinated as I moved over to do Natasha's bidding, taste her, oh that was exactly what I wanted to do. If it would please her then so be it, the thought of drinking blood so herindous that I rebulked slightly. Sliding my tongue out taking a small bit into my mouth.

Sweet and delicious, a feel of such that I couldn't even begin to describe came over me. More, I wanted more now, placing my lips over the open cut, suckling gently upon her skin. Hungry sounds issuse from me, as my mouth words at the small cut drinking my lovers flavor, taking her deep into my body.

Finally getting my fill I move away from the cut, looking up to her, there was more I knew there was. And she had not yet released, I wanted her wonderous voice raised in pleasure as she had made mine. Tasting her blood still flavoring my mouth I move back to her hardened nub, using the tip of my tongue to dive into her. Rubbing my teeth gently against that nub as my tongue dips and tastes mixing her blood with her juices.
 
Natasha

She sighed and laid back lazily as she felt her Lisa drink from her, it was pleasurable and yet painful having the essence taken from her. But she didn't mind, she wanted her Lisa to enjoy the flavor of her blood. Her fingers tenderly running through those blonde locks as she suckled on that cut, and it took a bit of conversation to keep it from healing, and when Lisa was done it was a simple release of effort and the cut no longer existed, and no scar with it, not that one would even show up on her alabastor skin.

She rose her hips to meet that tongue, groaning as she felt that pink muscle thrust into her, "Oh yes, my Lisa. Please! Turn about so that I might also pleasure you as you me." She let out a shakey moan, her body wracked with all sorts of wonderful sensations. Her savoring of the sweet pleasures was only broken by Lisa's mound placed just above her face. Those cold, pale, hands rested on either side of Lisa's delicately soft rear, gently squeezing the flesh as she leaned upward, her tongue pressing in, parting the lips, before slithering deep into her.

She pressed her face in against that hot, wet, pussy, moaning into it as she lapped and licked those inner walls, devouring every drop of juice that her tongue found. She gently pushed and raised Lisa's hips as she herself thrust her tongue in and out, quite literally fucking her lovely Lisa with her own pale pink tongue. She decided to be a bit risky, a sinfully beautiful gleam came to her eyes as she slipped a finger in to join her tongue, just for a bit though until it was sufficiently wet. She then brought that glistening finger up and began to press it against that lovely rosebud hole that was Lisa's anus, wondering if she would accept the finger, or protest to it's invasion of her virgin rear.
 
Lisa

Squirming as I feel Natasha's finger probing my tightest hole, it was exciting and I thought maybe I would burst just from what the thought of what she was doing. Only once had I ever felt this sinsation before and I knew what happened, how I reacted to it.

Lapping at her quivering flesh with a renewed hunger, suckling softly upon her clit, then using my teeth to nibble. Using my tongue much as I felt hers in me, as a small cock teasing her pussy with it. Tasting her essence, this was a taste that I could get use to rich and creamy with a slight tang. Slipping one finger up into her feeling the muscles there close about me, wiggling it slightly in a come hither motion trying to catch the spot that my tongue just couldn't seem to reach. Stroking in and out of her pussy with my tongue and my finger, alternating between slipping up to lap against her clit and then back down to drive deeply into her with my tongue.
 
Natasha

Natasha groaned, barely able to keep her body from letting go, allowing her climax to consume her. She held on, just for a bit longer, as she slipped that wet finger into that tight hole, sighing as she worked it in as far as she could, pulling out slowly and then pushing right back in. She loved to hear Lisa moan and this only caused more of her sweet voice to reach her ears. Her face slipped back against that pussy, intent on continuing to devour the wonderful juices that would soon flood into her waiting mouth.

That tongue kept thrusting in and out, over and over. Each thrust growing in speed and intensity, it only took a little effort, and her tongue grew longer. Just a bit though, just enough to reach that most sensitive spot within her, where her tongue moved rapidly over. She was truely in a heaven beyond heavens, God's kingdom couldn't compare to the absolute bliss of being so intimate with her love, her soulmate. It was then that she gave in, and writhed as her powerful orgasm overwhelmed her.
 
Lisa

Natasha's finger sliding in, her tongue hitting my sensitive spot, and her rich creamy taste filling my mouth were all to much. I had gotten what I wanted, I heard that silky voice of hers cry out in pleasure, and with hers mine joined. My hold on reality slipped and I was in a world of nothing but pleasure waves. Only one thought remained, My Natasha... MINE!

Continuing to work my tongue and finger lapping and suckling all of her sweet juices devouring as much of her as I could. I wanted all of her delicious nectar for myself. Becoming drunk on the heady mixture of her blood and her bodies juices, never had I tasted anything that had tasted as good as Natasha.
 
Natasha

She wasn't sure how long they had held eachother, writhing and devouring the sweet nectar from eachother's lovely cunts. She was covered in blood tinged sweat, exhausted for the moment as she laid back on the bed, "My Lisa.. I love you so much.." She wanted this moment to last forever, and it could. "My Lisa.. will you join me? Will you become like me? And we can be together for all time?"

She slipped out from under her, moving around so she would lay with her, holding her in her arms and pressing her soft, slightly warmer then usual, body to her's. She ran her fingers through those golden locks, looking deep into her eyes with such a tender gaze, "I understand if you do not, but I will give you time to choose. Either way, I shall be with you for as long as possible, my dear Lisa."
 
Lisa

Could I say I love you back to Natasha without feeling like I was rushing into things? Looking into her eyes seeing her love shining through them to me, showing me her soul. No, not and know it was right, not yet. I wanted more time with her, but when... When was it that I could be with Natasha, "How... How would I join you?" I was affraid of the answer she would give but I had to know, if there was a chance... I knew I sounded nieve but I wanted to know, no I had to know. Something inside me told me that her and I belonged together, she was everything I had ever wanted from a lover, friend, lifemate.

Smiling at her, as I snuggle further into her body. I could stay this way forever, if there was a way then I wanted to know how. Then a thought comes to me, "its you isn't it? Your the one draining the blood from the victims on the papers. Your the one I am looking for!" Feeling as if I had just been hit in the gut with something big and hard, the breath in my lungs seeming to go stale from being held to long. "No, please say I am wrong, please tell me you are not the killer."

Moving away from her slightly so as not to be noticed, I didn't want it to be her, I even prayed I was wrong. How could I have allowed myself to be so stupid, I had fallen in love.. No I was not in love, how could I be inlove with her, I had only known her in my dreams and tonight. But it was there and I knew.. I knew that I could have told her I loved her as well. Without her I would be nothing, I would not feel whole again and I knew it.
 
Natasha

She looked down in shame at the accusation, her voice bitter with long years of a lonely and terrible existance, "Yes. Could it be anyone else? I was weak, barely able to move when I go here. I needed to feed, and sadly, I had to kill. I have no wish to hurt anyone, I cannot change what has happened.." A single blood tear fell from her eye and ran down her cheek. "I am a monster.. a horrible creature.. but I never asked to become this, it was forced upon me."

She wanted to look upon her Lisa but utterly feared what she might see: fear, horror, disgust, anger. If she saw that in the eyes of the one she loved, she would look upon the sun for the first time in ages, and allow it's life giving rays, anathema to her, engulf her in holy fire. "I... love you.. I ask you for forgiveness.."

She began to weep, wrapping the sheets around her naked form and lowering her head so that her Lisa could not see her in this state. It was impossible for anyone to believe she was acting, a being jaded by an unnaturally long life and monstrous existence, her supernatural abilities making her a proud creature filled with hubris, was now little more then a weeping, shaking, wreck, weak and frightened that her only true happiness would forsake her.
 
Lisa

My instinct told me to run but my heart was breaking just seeing Natasha like this, here she had brought me love and I was hurting her. Feeling so bad and not knowing what to do. How could this be, was I just fated to fall and then fall even further? I loved this woman next to me, I knew this now without a doubt, for nothing else could explain my next actions except love.

Slipping closer to Natasha to put my arms around her, pulling her closer to me. "Shh, its ok love we will work through this, there is nothing to forgive. Please babe no more crying you are breaking my heart with each of your tears. I can not stand this I am so sorry Natasha, we will figure something out. But you can not feed off others anymore, if you need to feed come to me. I do not want your beautiful mouth upon anyone other then me." It was the only way I could think of to stop the killings. If she fed off me then there would be none and the police would back off and I could close the case, then My Natasha would be safe.

Where had my loyality to man and the people who had died gone, in the arms of this woman she had my loyality and my love. I would not allow any harm to come to her for as long as I drew breath, she was MINE and no one, would hurt her ever again.
 
Natasha

She looked up at her with wide eyes, slowly nodding as she brushed the tears away with her thumb, leaving behind smears of blood. She gently pressed the thumb upon Lisa's lip, letting her suckle on it. "Yes.. I.. I have collected vast fortunes during my long life. I shall give it to the families and loved ones of those I have heart. It's not enough, but it is all I can do for them now." She sighed, holding to her Lisa for what seemed like an eternity.

It was then that she noticed the clock, she looked towards the window and gasped. The night was pushing away and morning was coming, "I cannot make it back to my home. I must stay here!" She kissed Lisa and hurried, slipping underneath the bed as quickly as possible. When Lisa looked down, Natasha's instincts had taken over and she was already deep in the sleep that took her during the day. But, she would awaken once the accursed sun fell.
 
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