Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, fallible and fag out. I was reading through old authoritative darling of mine. I was alone in my library. I had to preserve pushing my farseeing, cherry tree red hair out of my face. My parents were away for the Night and they simply expected me to be a `` good girl ''. I had no ally 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 visitor, '' I muttered, `` tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more. '' I ignored it. It might have simply been one of the housemaid or someone else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the black December. The number of days dwindling til the engagement of my seventeenth birthday. I expected aught special. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for zippo but they always gave me something. All I wanted in life was a black wearing apparel, a terrific man, and a good Christian Bible. The tapping continued.

'' Sir, '' said I, `` or dame, 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 threshold,
That I scarce was sure I heard you '' - here I opened across-the-board the door ;
dark there, and cypher more.
'' How odd, '' I mused to myself.

'' My mind is surely playing prank on me '' i spoke to the air as I returned to my Good Book. I was soon lost in a fantasy of darkness of the night. Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat meretricious than before.
'' Surely, '' said I, `` surely that is something at my window grille :
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a second and this secret explore ; -
'Tis the confidential information and cipher Thomas More. ``

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a vamper and flicker,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a wench of darkness. A bird as dark as my bosom, nails, clothes and eyes.

'' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, G, '' I said, `` art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly epithet is on the Night 's Plutonian shore ! '' The raven flutted about once Sir Thomas More and landed in my chair. Before my very eyes it began to transform. And in a photoflash of blinding brightness level there sat a man. The most liberal man I had ever lay optic on.

He had nigrify hair that was spiked in the presence. His heart were a ruby red. His peel was pallid and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a suave, tatooed, chest. The only clothing he wore were tight pitch blackness jeans. He had a flimsy smirk on his facial expression. He spoke in a British people accent.

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

'' I 'm grim ? ``

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

'' Rose. ``

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

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

'' vampire. '' He finished.

'' Yes, i am. And I have been search for the last 500 years for a lady friend to foretell my buff. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my shank and reached down and pressed his lip firmly against mine. His contact was like ice. I was loath. I did n't want to give into him but something inside told me to. He pulled away, giving me that demonic smirk.

'' Well ? What do you say ? Will 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 ahead of me. '' He moved over to me and wrapped his sleeve around my waist. He whispered in my ear and a shiver went through my spine.

'' And who 's to say you ca n't have that lifespan ? After the first 5 year of transmutation, you continue to grow like a human. You have to avoid the sun but the night is full of life. We never die so we can spend eternity together. You can change into the physique of your choosing. And the passion and Romance language between two lamia is greater than any human. The two are bonded right down to their very thoughts and spirit. '' Being there, listening to every word of honor. I began to desire it more and more. He tilted my head to the the incline and brushed away my hair using one fingerbreadth. He began placing non-Jew kisses on my neck. Each one sending electricty through my mineral vein. I could experience my warmheartedness pounding against my chest.

'' So ? '' I wanted to say no so badly, but like Eve in the Garden of Eden, I was too tempted and bit the apple. 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 lips, I felt his Fang slip painlessly into my vein. I felt the blood leaving me and one bead trickled down my chest of drawers. But as I felt the life leaving me, i felt a new lifetime entering me. After a few moments of drinking from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a fire coursing through my veins. It burned yet felt so wonderful at the same time.

'' Do n't worry, it may injure a little but only slightly. Our malice works quickly and the Sir Thomas More blood we drain, the less painful it is. '' He took a blade from a nearby taable and made a flimsy incision on his wrist and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, drink. This will also make the venom piece of work faster and it will tie up the two of us together. And it will hold you until we can hunt. '' I brought the cut right to my lips amd began drinking in. His origin tasted so savory yet at the same time, so sweet. After letting me drink a few minute, he pulled away. I felt so weak. I started falling and he caught me in his arms. The last thing I saw before I lost conciousness was the burnished lighting of the moon.

I awoke in a few hours later in a bed that was not my own. I had no idea 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 awake. Let me quickly excuse, you have been asleep for an entire day. That 's completely rule for a transmutation but it 's why I wanted to pretend for sure you had some blood. You 're here at my, well now our, plate in London. When you passed out I found your room and packed up some of your clothes. '' He gestured towards a couple bag in the corner. He stood up from his death chair and he moved closer to me. He carressed my impertinence with his hand. His icy touch was no longer gone.

'' We are the Sami. '' He smiled. He then moved his sass into mine and kissed me ever so gently. He probed his tounge against my rim and I opened to him. He moved his tounge into my mouth and his tounge began exploring every corner of my mouth. I moaned into his mouth as I moved my paw to the back of his head. He bit down gently on my lip and I could try pedigree. He moved his tongue to my lip and began licking the bitemark. It was the most erotic feeling. He pulled away and I let out a groan of protest.

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

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

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

'' Do n't worry, i 'll be alright. '' So reluctantly I bit down on his artery and began drinking. His blood flowed into my backtalk. I remembered how good it had tasted the number one meter we met but now, it was just heavenly. I drank for about 30 secondment before he gently pulled away.

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

'' Much better, thank you. ``

'' My pleasure. '' But now that my hungriness was gone, i felt a surge of lustfulness within me. As I sat there admiring his beautiful body, i just wanted him. I removed my top and gave him my most seductive glance. He got the hint quickly as he was already removing his jeans and boxers. Below them was a not even erect 6 column inch long, 2 inch midst cock. I slowly moved my script to it and began stroking it into hardness. A reasoned half between a moan and growl left Raven 's lip. He soon moved himself onto the bed and reached around to my back. He unclasped my bra and threw it across the room. My bosom were a B-cup but they were still firm and perky. My pap were hard as diamonds and begging to be touched. I lay back on the bed and he moved one paw to my right hand titty which he began kneading. He then moved his ither hired hand to my left hand nipple which be pinched, making me gasp in pain and pleasure. He gazed into my eye and smiled.he stood up and removed my wench and panty and they joined my bra on the story. 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 pussy. I could feel how wet I was. He started rubbing up and down my slit and every time he hit my clit I gasped.

'' Oh Corvus corax, please do n't keep me waiting any longer. I need you so much. '' He smirked and began pushing into me until he hit that wanted barrier. He looked right into my eyes and he spoke in a calming voice.

'' This will hurt but only for a second. '' I was in such a state of mixed walking on air and painful sensation i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a hard thrust in me and I felt my Hymen tear. I cried out but the pain subsided. He continued thrusting into me. It hurt but at the same fourth dimension I never wanted it to stop.

'' Oh raven, yes ! Yes ! Harder please ! '' He did n't need me to recount him twice. He began pounding me relentlessly. His dense putz stretching my case with every thrust. I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing him further, deep, penetrations. I moved my hand down and began rubbing my clit furiously. I could palpate myself getting closer and closer. I finally felt him hit my g-spot.

'' Oh raven ! Oh ! '' And i felt my pussy clench around his cock as I climaxed.

'' Oh rose ! '' He cried out, throwing his head back. I felt him tear his cum oceanic abyss within me. He collapsed against me and we lay there a few moments. He then eased himself from me and I let out a whimper. He collapse beside me. I could narrate 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 oculus. All I say was love and caring.

'' seminal fluid my love, dawn plan of attack. '' He scooped me up in his blazon and carried me through our new home together and then down some Harlan F. Stone pace. There was a stone chamber and in the centre of the chamber was a melanize 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 arms and I snuggled against his chest. I felt so secure and secure.
Before i fell asleep I whisped to him,

'' Will you ever entrust me ? '' And he gave me his answer.

Quoth the Raven, `` Nevermore. ''