Veroe
Maestro/Truthseeker
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((Closed for Myself and KaosuMakoKino)
Lorellei Morrigan
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She had chosen to drive the Ferrari tonight. Because she wanted away from her Bloodsworn bodyguards that may report whatever she did to her husband, Korinn. Also it had been ages since she'd driven anything outside a track, so she missed it being driven wherever by her bodyguards, but tonight she had managed to slip away and had decided to break out her Hot Rod red Ferrari and let the stallion prance through the streets of Manhattan at night.
It was a magnificent machine, responsive to every whim of direction she cared to give it without the slightest hesitation. It begged her to put her foot down on the gas and hear the roar of the beast as she pushed it to its limits. The same for the man she was on the hunt for tonight.
Lorellei was hungry tonight. She wanted a meal, preferably muscular, a man whose long powerful body would beg her to push it to the limit like the Ferrari as she took his blood. She would hold him down, drink her fill and ride him hard. Take him deep, making him give up his rich life-giving blood and his hot seed into her body at the same time. She'd push him to exhaustion, beyond rational thought. All those wonderful muscles would be taut and slick as he pounded into her with primal urgency, his most primitive instincts making him into a fierce, beautiful rutting animal she would ride and command with the same level of skill as she did controlling the Ferrari down the streets of the big apple now.
Just imagining her plans for the lucky stud she'd choose tonight made heat shimmer over her skin. As she took a corner in a precise hard turn her tongue caressed the backside of her fangs as if she could already taste him.
Lorellei had only eaten functionally from surgical blood bags for the past four months. But like most Vampires, her desire for blood was intertwined with her instinctive need to dominate her victims sexually. Without that, the blood had no taste, no flavor, no life to it. She was sick to death of it, so now that she was three hundred miles away from korin.
She pulled into a parking garage and climbed out of the car. She headed towards the loud throbbing music and the long line of young humans waiting for the bouncers to let them in. One look as she cut ahead of everyone was all it took.for them to usher her in. Perhaps because this club was owned by an ally of Lorellei's, Lord Jason, or perhaps one look was all it took for the big bouncer to recognize a predator on the prowl for some prey and choose not to get in her way.
She walked inside and immediately heads started turning. She had dressed to impress or to lure with a skimpy black minidress barely enough to conceal the thong she wore over a smoldering and impatient pussy. Other than that she wore open-toed heels high enough that it made the back of her legs taut and her ass stick out accentuated with a purposeful gait that swung her hips and displayed the length of her legs to its fullness with each and every step. The heels were the type the laced up all the way up to her knees like gladiator sandals. The last thing she wore was a long leather coat that bounced and fluttered with each hip swaying stride she made.
She didn't have a purse. She wouldn't need one. Within a moment someone would buy her a drink, though she wasn't at all interested in drinking booze tonight.
Lorellei began sifting through the crowd looking for her lucky stud. Perhaps the young college kid in the group in the corner. He had some strong-looking hands. She spotted a cute little redhead casting bashful glances at her. Too bad. She was in the mood for hard cock tonight, otherwise the redhead would be a done deal.
She was beginning to despair her poor luck. This club was full of men, but not one good enough. It looked like she'd have to settle for the shy redhead after all.
Then someone came up to the table and placed a martini down atop of it.
"Why, thank you," She said taking the glass and taking an appreciative look before continuing glancing at the fish she had nibbling on her hook. "I..."
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Lorellei froze recognizing that face from countless encounters over fourteen hundred years. It was him, her gallant guardian...he'd found her yet again.
"I will find you. In the next life or the one after that I will not rest. I will search the breadth of the world for you, My Lady. No matter how long it takes me. I will always be your servant."
Those were Cairn's last words to her before dying with her in his arms. In the next fourteen hundred years men with new lives but Cairn's face and spirit kept crossing paths with her at least a dozen times. All of them searched for her without ever knowing it.
She shook herself. She hadn't intended to run into Cairn's next reincarnation tonight. She was only looking for a big hard cock and a night of fun and fucking and feeding. It wasn't fair to put her through losing him all over again. Everytime in the past they ran into eachother before he left to die valiantly in battle, or to take final vows as a catholic priest, or to do one more raid before being caught and executed. All of them searched for something greater than themselves to serve whether it be his nation, or his cause, or his god. They all were already claimed by those masters before running into her.
No man could serve two masters. She would not put him through that agony no matter how much seeing him walk out of her life again ripped her own heart asunder-every time.
She couldn't do it again. She couldn't say goodbye to him all over again. Not her faithful servant that not even death could bar him from her. Gods above and below she didn't want this, not again...not again.
But watching him tip his beer back with a sexy smirk crossing his lips...she couldn't say no. She had to kiss those lips, feel those lips graze over her skin.
One night, and gods damn her for putting them both through this all over again.
She picked up the martini and crossed over to the bar towards him. Oh yes, she was going to enjoy this while it lasted.
"Lorellei," She offered her hand for him to take. Palm down high before his face, clearly expecting him to take and like in those old movies kiss the back of her hand. "Thought you might want to know the name of the woman that's gonna rock your world tonight. Don't worry, I'll give you plenty of opportunity to learn as you scream it out loud in climax tonight."
