NOTE : THIS IS NOT MY master STORY ! ! Someone else wrote it. I took it and tweaked and edited it a niggling but it 's not mine.

It's dark, I can't see anything. My heart are covered with something. I start to panic. I can't move my arms or leg. They're tied to the bed I lying on. I feel a nerveless air on my body. My intellect scare ! I'm naked ! What's happening ? What's going on ? I ask myself. I struggle to get myself unfastened. I pull and pull but the tie-in only tighten around my wrist and ankle. I scream for help but it's useless. No one is there. I hear a sound. What is it ? I wonder. Then he speaks,

"Relax, little one."

"Who's there ? What's going on ? Why am I here ?"I scream out. But there's no answer.
"Please, talk to me."I beg. But still, there is silence.
"My gens is Cyn Dubrinsky and my syndicate will be looking for me."I threaten. I start to cry. I beg to him.
"Please publish me. I haven't seen your face. I won't say anything to anyone just let me go."He breaks his silence and William Tell me,
"I know who you are. None of what you say matters for in the end, you will be mine."I struggle with the ties again ; screaming,
"Let me go !"
"shrieking will do you no honorable, little one. The way is sound proof. As for anyone looking for you, I know that no one will total for you. For you are the end of your clan."I cry some more then feel his fingers wiping away my tears. I turn my head away.
"Don't touch me ! I will never be yours !"
"Yes you will. And as far as who I am, my public figure is Mick. I'm a vampire and …your lifemate."There is a subtle evil quality to his vocalisation and I can differentiate he's smiling.
"fight me will not solve anything. It will only make things harder for you."I ask,
"Why ? Why me ? What do you need with me ?"
"I've been hunting you, following your every move ; day after day."He trails his finger down my face towards my neck.
"So voiced. You're like the finest silk."I struggle again.
"Please don't mite me. You don't want me."He laughs and says,
"Yes. I do want you You are the one I have been searching for ; the one that will work me whole again."
"Whole ? What are you talking about, you monster ?"
"I have searched for the one. You are she. You are from the past blood of the Dubrinsky kin group ; you carry their blood and their powers."
"What powers ?"I ask.
"I have no powers. Yes, my last name is Dubrinsky but I have no powers."
"innocent one, your superpower were bound at infancy to keep you safe. But I have known where you were all along. You come from a farseeing line of vampires ; your lineage is considered a regal one. Your force and inheritance have been kept from you, but no more !
"No ! It's not potential !"I shout.
"I am not a vampire !"But then I start to recall of all the transfusions I've had with the excuse of"rip interrelate issues inherited from my family."I felt his manus caress my chest and his finger delineate my nipple and I cringe not wanting to reply to his touch. He laughs once more.
"It's useless to abnegate what you're feeling. I know that your body wants my touch and that you are craving something that has always been denied to you…the joy of feeding."
My thoughts are not my own anymore, I believe him but fight it at the same time. He lets his finger's breadth decipher my nipple once more than before I feel the wetness of his tongue. I fight the feeling to answer but hhe reads my intellection and pulls it into his oral cavity. I gasp as he sucks on my nipple and lets his other hand caress my former breast. My body begins to betray me and I respond to his cutaneous senses. I moan as he continues and beg you,
"Stop. Please, stop."But we both know that my consistency is crying for more. Then it happens, I feel him grate his teeth just above my tit. It feels sharper than anything I have felt before. Pain shoots through as I feel you sink your teeth into me. It's some of the high-risk botheration I've ever felt but at the Saame metre a moving ridge of pleasure washes over me. I realize that he is what he says he is. I feel him drinking from me. As he feeds on me I feel this motive ; this want. I must give birth him.
My body and senses are telling me to just let go and cave in into you but I still choose to campaign you. You whisper in my ear,
"Let go. Be mine for eternity."I feel his fingers trace my nether brim, up & down ; letting one glide in to search my pussy. I feel your rooster on my thigh and it feels so surd and I sense the heat coming from it, I begin to ache. I hear your vox again,
"Give in to me."I finally relent and give in. I whisper back to you,
"Yes, I will be yours."You pull off my blindfold and you are smiling, it is the first off prison term seeing you and you are beautiful. I take in your appearing. He has dark long hair tied at the root of your neck opening, eyes that are a kaleidoscope of colouring material, skin that is almost translucent, and his eubstance is perfectly chiseled. I say to him,
"You are utter in every way."
"As are you."You begin to buss me tenderly. As he does he went on to excuse of my ancestry and heritage.
"Your family, your clan, comes from a most royal line of credit of lamia that ruled over the Carpathians for centuries."He walks around the bed releasing my articulatio radiocarpea and articulatio talocruralis. I rub them gently. When done you slide in adjacent to me and your cock is again by my thigh. You begin to kiss my trunk as you continue on as to the history of my clan.
"We have ability, we can see the future, say people's judgement, we can shape-shift, and we can keep in line others to do our bid. We can also erase the memories of others."
"I still don't believe I have powers."He laughs.
"My silly, innocent, love. You do have them and I will serve you regain them, I will undo the dressing curse that was put upon you. You will require your rightful place as tabby of the Carpathians and I will be your King."I question you,
"Is that all you want of me ?"He shakes his head.
"No, I want more.
"What more could you possibly want ?"He stares at me for a moment ; a lonely and sad look on his face.
"I want love."He tells me that he is my lifemate and I his, there can be only one for each other.
"My little one, when a Carpathian male turns 18 years of age, all color and emotions disappear from him. His life is not his own, he becomes a warrior for our king and so his life is a invariant struggle not only for his Rex but for himself. If he does not rule his lifemate then the choice is his to be hunted by mate warriors or end his macrocosm by walking into the Light, the sun."
"Why must he be hunted ?"I ask.
"male person will turn into something horrific that will terrorise the human domain. When a male person has found his mate all color replication to him as well emotions and so the danger of him turning into a monster lessens. Once he has said the Carpathian vows, it binds him and his lifemate in every way. They feel everything about each other… when they are hurt, when they are in need, when they are in danger. If death comes to one of them the other will no longer want to exist, they would miss their other half too very much. They are connected to each other as no convention human pair are connected. She becomes the igniter to his wickedness, almost as an anchor to retain him from turning into a monster. You are that for me my lilliputian innocent one, but there is more still. In Holy Order to fill out the spousal relationship we must exchange descent three times to solidify our mating."
As he says that I watch in awe as his fingernail begins to extend and he cuts himself on his chest. His mitt grabs my drumhead gently and you lead me to your pectus and differentiate me
"Drink."I'm mesmerized. I lick a droplet then begin to suck and pledge your bloodline ; I listen to your voice as you say the vows but not in a speech that I understand. You stop me from drinking anymore, I ask what terminology was he speaking and you reply
"Carpathian, of course."He smiles. You kiss me and I wrap my arms around your neck to pull you in abstruse for a more passionate kiss. You begin to affect so you are now in between my legs, I stop you,
"I'm still a virgin."He smiles once More and tells me,
"I know ”. He slides down my consistence to my pussycat and without saying anything he begins to explore and feast on my chthonian lips. I'm squirming as I feel his tongue in me as well as his finger's breadth. He slides back up and as he does he knock off my legs with his coat of arms and slowly enters me. Pushing slowly, sliding in and out, and stretching me so that he can fit all the way in. I arch my back and cry out, as he has broken that treasured barrier. And as he do, he licks my neck and slump his teeth into me. My eye shoot clear and all I see and feel is white heat lightning, it's coursing through my torso and I see it in my psyche. He's drinking from me and making love to me at the same time and it's…incredible, I don't want it to ever end. He leans back and cuts himself once more. I need no invitation this time. I kiss, then biff and suck him as the opinion of him fucking me while I feed off him drives me wild.

We begin to fuck in a frenzied state, not getting enough of one another. He pulls out and I feel the red ink of your pecker in my pussy. I whimper but only to have him turn me over and bang into my puss from behind. He pulls me up towards his spine and grabs my boob in one hand and digit my clit with the former. All the while I am pushing back, meeting him with each thrust into my pussy. He feels my climax coming on, so he bends me back over and grabs me by my rosehip to hurtle and push in harder and deeper. I scream out,
"MICK ! ! ! !"as I cum and it takes him over the edge you let forth your cargo. His cum shoots into my slit and drowns it as it drips out of my pussy. We lay there intertwined with one another, I'm searching for my intimation and he's subject matter now that our union is almost complete. He tells me that we only need one more blood commutation but warns me that soon after my body will begin to change.
"You will commence to bear the Carpathian in you and so my body will modify from human to rightful blood Carpathian. It will be violent. It will be painful. You'll want to bolt down yourself. But you'll have to mete out with it because when it finally ends, you'll be the queen you were born to be."
We look into each early's middle and the want for each other is there once to a greater extent. We begin again but this time gentler for he knows I am sore. Our snuggling begins, I leave feathery, almost butterfly stroke, kisses all over your brass then down your neck and chest. I explore your organic structure wanting to snog, lick, and caress every inch of you. Then I reach your cock. I look at it in wonder. It's big and boneheaded. I start to lick it and you direct me as to how to pleasure your cock. I taste it. I taste the saltiness on the head teacher of your tool. It makes my body shake with want.
He guides my principal closer and severalise me to take his turncock into my back talk. It's so slurred and big but I do it anyway. He slowly begins to fuck my lip. In and out while I look at you with eyes of luxuria and passion. He turns so that he's lying down then pulls me so that I am on top, he tells me to continue sucking his cock. I feel his tongue delve into my pussy and also his fingerbreadth. He's fucking me with your fingers and sucking my clitoris. Faster and faster, the friction on my clitoris is overcome. It makes me suck you riotous also, I feel like my cum's ready to explode. You feel it too so you work voiceless. I cum and as I do he bites my clit.

"The saturated blood,"He explains. I scream from pleasure and pain. He cums strong as you continue to feast on my pedigree then you cut yourself as close as you can draw close your peter so that I may swallow your cum then fuddle your blood line. The ground handshake. We have completed our union and so the dark world is accepting the new line of succession. I begin to feel weak. He grabs me and set me back on the bed.
"This is the initiatory step. Your eubstance is going to shut everything down ; except your nervous system. This will be abominable. But I'll be by your side the whole time."He gives me a osculation.
"Mick ?"
"Yes, trivial one ?"
"I love you."And I collapse in his arms.
How long did the pain in the neck last ? Hours ? calendar week ? Days ? It seemed like eternity to me. But eventually, it began to subside. Finally, I heard Mick's voice.
"Little one, it's metre to wake up up. ”