Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, watery and weary. I was reading through old classic deary of mine. I was alone in my library. I had to keep pushing my long, cherry red hair out of my look. My parents were away for the dark and they simply expected me to be a `` in force girl ''. I had no friends so there was nonentity to party with. So i simply retreated to the library.

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
'' 'T is some visitant, '' I muttered, `` tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nil more. '' I ignored it. It might accept simply been one of the maids or someone else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the desolate December. The number of days dwindling til the date of my 17th natal day. I expected nil extra. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for aught but they always gave me something. All I wanted in life was a black clothes, a wonderful man, and a good book. The tapping continued.

'' Sir, '' said I, `` or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore ;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my sleeping accommodation door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you '' - here I opened wide the door ;
Darkness there, and nothing more.
'' How odd, '' I mused to myself.

'' My creative thinker is surely playing joke on me '' i spoke to the air as I returned to my Koran. I was soon lost in a fantasy of darkness of the dark. Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat forte than before.
'' Surely, '' said I, `` surely that is something at my window lattice :
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my affectionateness be still a consequence and this mystery explore ; -
'Tis the wind and nada more. ``

clear here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and waver,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a hiss of darkness. A bird as iniquity as my heart, nails, clothes and eyes.

'' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou, '' I said, `` art sure enough no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Corvus corax wandering from the Nightly shore - recount me what thy lordly gens is on the Night 's Plutonian shore ! '' The raven flutted about once Thomas More and landed in my chairwoman. Before my very eyes it began to transform. And in a twinkling of blinding Inner Light there sat a man. The most freehanded man I had ever lay eyes on.

He had black hair that was spiked in the front. His eyes were a crimson red. His cutis was pale and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a smooth, tatooed, chest. The lone wear he wore were blotto black blue jean. He had a slight smirk on his face. He spoke in a Brits accent.

'' Nevermore '' His voice was melodic, like velvet dragging across my ears. It shook me from one trance but drove me into another.

'' I 'm disconsolate ? ``

'' You asked of my name. Nevermore. Tis not my lawful epithet. My honest name is my form, raven. Nevermore is simply what i 'm called. And what of you ? What is the name by which you are called ? '' I felt myself falling under his spell. He slowly started moving to me. He stood at nearly 6 '' 5'while i was only 5 '' 7'. His eyes were alight with lust. He wanted me in a way that was cold-blooded. I finally found my vocalisation and a single word left my lips.

'' Rose. ``

'' Rose. '' He repeated it. He smiled at me, revealing glistening white Fang. A gasp escaped my lips.

'' You 're a ... a ... '' I could not even finish my sentence.

'' lamia. '' He finished.

'' Yes, i am. And I have been search for the last 500 yr for a miss to holler my buff. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my waistline and reached down and pressed his lips firmly against mine. His pinch was like ice. I was loath. I did n't require to establish into him but something inside told me to. He pulled away, giving me that demonic smirk.

'' Well ? What do you say ? volition you be mine ? '' I pulled myself away and turned away from him.

'' I do n't know. I 'm only 16. I have a whole life sentence ahead of me. '' He moved over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He whispered in my ear and a tingle went through my spine.

'' And who 's to say you ca n't give birth that life sentence ? After the first 5 years of transformation, you continue to originate like a human. You have to annul the sun but the Night is full of life. We never die so we can spend eternity together. You can transfer into the human body of your choosing. And the passion and romance between two lamia is greater than any human. The two are bonded right down to their very view and look. '' Being there, listening to every Logos. I began to desire it Sir Thomas More and more. He tilted my head to the the slope and brushed away my hair using one finger. He began placing gentile candy kiss on my neck. Each one sending electricty through my veins. I could sense my heart pounding against my chest.

'' So ? '' I wanted to say no so badly, but like Eve in the Garden of Eden, I was too lure and bit the Malus pumila. I took in a breath and felt the word leave my lips.

'' Yes, i will be yours. Forever and always. '' As quickly as the words left my sassing, I felt his fang moorage painlessly into my vein. I felt the profligate leaving me and one drop curtain trickled down my chest. But as I felt the life leaving me, i felt a new life entering me. After a few moments of drink from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a fire coursing through my vein. It burned yet felt so wondrous at the same time.

'' Do n't worry, it may hurt a little but only slightly. Our venom works quickly and the more than blood we drain, the less painful it is. '' He took a vane from a nearby taable and made a rebuff prick on his carpus and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, drink. This will also make the venom work faster and it will tie the two of us together. And it will prolong you until we can hunt down. '' I brought the cut right field to my rim amd began drinking in. His blood tasted so savory yet at the same time, so sweet-flavored. After letting me drink a few moments, he pulled away. I felt so unaccented. I started falling and he caught me in his blazonry. The live on matter I saw before I lost conciousness was the bright light of the moon.

I awoke in a few hours later in a bed that was not my own. I had no musical theme where I was but what i knew is I was being watched. I sat up in the bed and turned and saw Raven sitting in a chair watching me.

'' Good, you 're wake up. Let me quickly explicate, you have been asleep for an intact day. That 's completely normal for a transformation but it 's why I wanted to take a leak surely you had some blood. You 're here at my, well now our, house in capital of the United Kingdom. When you passed out I found your room and packed up some of your clothes. '' He gestured towards a couple handbag in the corner. He stood up from his chairperson and he moved closer to me. He carressed my buttock with his bridge player. His icy touch was no longer gone.

'' We are the same. '' He smiled. He then moved his backtalk into mine and kissed me ever so gently. He probed his tounge against my sass and I opened to him. He moved his tounge into my sass and his tounge began exploring every niche of my lip. I moaned into his mouth as I moved my mitt to the back of his head. He bit down gently on my lip and I could sample origin. He moved his tongue to my lip and began licking the bitemark. It was the most erotic intuitive feeling. He pulled away and I let out a moan of protest.

'' Do you feel hebdomad at all ? '' I realized I was feeling a little woozy.

'' Yeah, a minuscule. '' He raised his wrist to my lips.

'' Here, drink. You 'll palpate better. '' I raised my eyes to his.

'' Do n't worry, i 'll be very well. '' So reluctantly I bit down on his artery and began drinking. His blood flowed into my mouth. I remembered how beneficial it had tasted the foremost time we met but now, it was just heavenly. I drank for about 30 seconds before he gently pulled away.

'' Now how do you feel ? '' He said, his eyes full of caring.

'' Much better, thank you. ``

'' My joy. '' But now that my hunger was gone, i felt a rush of lust within me. As I sat there admiring his beautiful body, i just wanted him. I removed my top and gave him my most seductive coup d'oeil. He got the lead quickly as he was already removing his jeans and Boxer. Below them was a not even erect 6 inch long, 2 inch midst hammer. I slowly moved my deal to it and began stroking it into hardness. A sound half between a moan and growl left raven 's brim. He soon moved himself onto the bed and reached around to my back. He unclasped my bra and threw it across the room. My boobs were a B-cup but they were still house and perky. My nipples were hard as diamonds and begging to be touched. I lay back on the bed and he moved one manus to my right hand chest which he began kneading. He then moved his ither handwriting to my left tit which be pinched, making me heave in pain and pleasure. He gazed into my eyes and smiled.he stood up and removed my skirt and panty and they joined my bra on the floor. I lay there completely exposed and willing for him. He lay back on top of me and posistioned his tip at the enterance of my slit. I could feel how wet I was. He started rubbing up and down my slit and every time he hit my button I gasped.

'' Oh raven, please do n't go along me waiting any tenacious. I need you so much. '' He smirked and began pushing into me until he hit that preciously roadblock. He looked right into my centre and he spoke in a calming voice.

'' This will smart but only for a second. '' I was in such a nation of meld cloud nine and pain i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a severe driving force in me and I felt my hymen tear. I cried out but the nuisance subsided. He continued thrusting into me. It hurt but at the Saame fourth dimension I never wanted it to stop.

'' Oh raven, yes ! Yes ! Harder please ! '' He did n't necessitate me to tell him twice. He began pounding me relentlessly. His wooden-headed cock stretching my cocktail dress with every thrust. I wrapped my ramification around his waistline, allowing him further, deeper, penetrations. I moved my hired hand down and began rubbing my button furiously. I could feel myself getting closer and closer. I finally felt him hit my g-spot.

'' Oh raven ! Oh ! '' And i felt my puss clasp around his dick as I climaxed.

'' Oh rose ! '' He cried out, throwing his head back. I felt him sprout his cum deep within me. He collapsed against me and we lay there a few present moment. He then eased himself from me and I let out a whimper. He collapse beside me. I could recount I was bleeding but at the second, I did n't care. He slowly started kneading my breast again. I rolled over and looked into his deep optic. All I say was love and caring.

'' Come my love, dawn approaches. '' He scooped me up in his branch and carried me through our new dwelling house together and then down some stone tone. There was a stone chamber and in the nerve centre of the bedroom was a black coffin. The cushion inside was red velvety. He laid me down first and then climbed in with me, closing the lid behind him. He wrapped me in his implements of war and I snuggled against his breast. I felt so secure and secure.
Before i fell asleep I whisped to him,

'' testament you ever exit me ? '' And he gave me his answer.

Quoth the Raven, `` Nevermore. ''