Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and tire out. I was reading through old classic favorites of mine. I was alone in my library. I had to keep pushing my long, cherry red fuzz out of my face. My parents were away for the night and they simply expected me to be a `` good young lady ''. I had no champion so there was cypher 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 sleeping room door.
'' 'T is some visitant, '' I muttered, `` tapping at my chamber room access -
Only this, and zippo more. '' I ignored it. It might have simply been one of the maid or someone else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December. The number of days dwindling til the appointment of my 17th birthday. I expected aught special. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for nil but they always gave me something. All I wanted in biography was a black garb, a terrific man, and a well al-Qur'an. 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 bedchamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you '' - here I opened wide the threshold ;
iniquity there, and nothing more.
'' How odd, '' I mused to myself.

'' My psyche is surely playing legerdemain on me '' i spoke to the air as I returned to my record book. I was soon lost in a fantasy of swarthiness of the night. Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder 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 heart be still a here and now and this mystery explore ; -
'Tis the hint and zero more. ``

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a vamp and disruption,
In there stepped a courtly Corvus corax of the saintly Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a bird of duskiness. A bird as dark as my affection, nails, clothes and eyes.

'' Though thy summit be shorn and shaven, yard, '' I said, `` art certain no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Corvus corax wandering from the Nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly public figure is on the Night 's Plutonian shore ! '' The raven flutted about once more and landed in my chair. Before my very eyeball it began to translate. And in a flash of blinding light there sat a man. The most liberal man I had ever lay eyes on.

He had black pilus that was spiked in the front line. His center were a crimson red. His skin was blench and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a smooth, tatooed, chest. The solitary habiliment he wore were besotted black dungaree. He had a slight smirk on his face. He spoke in a British accent.

'' Nevermore '' His vocalism was musical, like velvet dragging across my pinna. It shook me from one trance but ride me into another.

'' I 'm regretful ? ``

'' You asked of my name. Nevermore. Tis not my rightful name. My admittedly epithet is my material body, raven. Nevermore is simply what i 'm called. And what of you ? What is the epithet by which you are called ? '' I felt myself falling under his go. He slowly started moving to me. He stood at nearly 6 '' 5'while i was only 5 '' 7'. His eyes were ablaze with lust. He wanted me in a way that was inhuman. I finally found my voice and a single word of honor left my lips.

'' Rose. ``

'' rose. '' He repeated it. He smiled at me, revealing glistening white fangs. 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 death 500 years for a girl to visit my lover. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my waist and reached down and pressed his backtalk firmly against mine. His touch was like ice. I was loth. I did n't want to apply into him but something inside told me to. He pulled away, giving me that unholy smirk.

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

'' I do n't make love. I 'm only 16. I have a whole lifespan ahead of me. '' He moved over to me and wrapped his arms around my shank. He whispered in my ear and a shiver went through my spine.

'' And who 's to say you ca n't receive that life ? After the first 5 years of transformation, you continue to get like a human. You have to invalidate the sun but the night is full-of-the-moon of sprightliness. We never die so we can spend eternity together. You can change into the form 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 thoughts and feelings. '' Being there, listening to every word. I began to desire it more than and more. He tilted my head to the the face and brushed away my hair using one finger's breadth. He began placing gentile kisses on my neck opening. Each one sending electricty through my veins. I could palpate my affection pounding against my chest.

'' So ? '' I wanted to say no so badly, but like Eve in the Garden of paradise, I was too entice and bit the orchard apple tree. I took in a breath and felt the word leave behind my lips.

'' Yes, i will be yours. Forever and always. '' As quickly as the Son left my lips, I felt his fangs miscue painlessly into my nervure. I felt the rakehell leaving me and one pearl trickled down my dresser. But as I felt the lifespan leaving me, i felt a new living entering me. After a few consequence of crapulence from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a fervour coursing through my venous blood vessel. It burned yet felt so wonderful at the Sami time.

'' Do n't occupy, it may wound a little but only slightly. Our venom works quickly and the more blood we drain, the to a lesser extent afflictive it is. '' He took a blade from a nearby taable and made a fragile prick on his articulatio radiocarpea and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, drink. This will also micturate the venom workplace faster and it will bind the two of us together. And it will support you until we can hunt. '' I brought the cut right to my backtalk amd began drinking in. His stemma tasted so zesty yet at the same time, so sweet-flavored. After letting me drink a few second, he pulled away. I felt so weak. I started falling and he caught me in his blazon. The finis matter I saw before I lost conciousness was the vivid luminosity of the moon.

I awoke in a few hours later in a bed that was not my own. I had no mind 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 come alive. Let me quickly explain, you have been asleep for an entire day. That 's completely convention for a translation but it 's why I wanted to make for certain you had some blood. You 're here at my, well now our, home in London. When you passed out I found your elbow room and packed up some of your wearing apparel. '' He gestured towards a pair cup of tea in the corner. He stood up from his chair and he moved closer to me. He carressed my cheek with his mitt. His icy contact 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 sassing and I opened to him. He moved his tounge into my mouth and his tounge began exploring every turning point of my mouth. I moaned into his mouth as I moved my hands to the spinal column of his chief. He bit down gently on my lip and I could taste blood. He moved his spit 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 experience week at all ? '' I realized I was feeling a piffling woozy.

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

'' Here, drink. You 'll feel better. '' I raised my center to his.

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

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

'' Much better, thank you. ``

'' My joy. '' But now that my hunger 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 glimpse. He got the hint quickly as he was already removing his jean and boxers. Below them was a not even erect 6 inch long, 2 inch thick cock. I slowly moved my paw to it and began stroking it into hardness. A vocalise half between a moan and growl left Raven 's lips. He soon moved himself onto the bed and reached around to my back. He unclasped my bra and threw it across the room. My breast were a B-cup but they were still unfaltering and perky. My nipples were hard as diamond and begging to be touched. I lay back on the bed and he moved one hand to my rightfulness breast which he began kneading. He then moved his ither deal to my left pap which be pinched, making me gasp in painfulness and pleasance. He gazed into my eyes and smiled.he stood up and removed my skirt and panties and they joined my bra on the floor. I lay there completely exhibit and willing for him. He lay back on top of me and posistioned his tip at the enterance of my kitty. I could sense how wet I was. He started rubbing up and down my slit and every time he hit my clit I gasped.

'' Oh Raven, please do n't keep on me waiting any longer. I need you so lots. '' He smirked and began pushing into me until he hit that precious 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 body politic of desegregate cloud nine and pain i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a hard knife thrust in me and I felt my hymen tear. I cried out but the painfulness subsided. He continued thrusting into me. It hurt but at the like time I never wanted it to stop.

'' Oh raven, yes ! Yes ! Harder please ! '' He did n't demand me to tell him twice. He began pounding me relentlessly. His blockheaded cock stretching my sheath with every poking. I wrapped my leg around his waist, allowing him further, deeper, incursion. I moved my hand down and began rubbing my clitoris furiously. I could find myself getting closer and closer. I finally felt him hit my g-spot.

'' Oh raven ! Oh ! '' And i felt my pussycat clutch around his dick as I climaxed.

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

'' seminal fluid my erotic love, dawn attack. '' He scooped me up in his arms and carried me through our new home plate together and then down some Harlan Fiske Stone steps. There was a stone chamber and in the heart 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 weapon system and I snuggled against his chest. I felt so dependable and secure.
Before i fell asleep I whisped to him,

'' volition you ever provide me ? '' And he gave me his answer.

Quoth the Raven, `` Nevermore. ''