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

It's dark, I can't see anything. My centre 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 cool breeze on my body. My mind panics ! I'm nude ! What's happening ? What's going on ? I ask myself. I struggle to get myself untied. I pull and pull but the tie beam only tighten around my wrists and articulatio talocruralis. 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 name is Cyn Dubrinsky and my family will be looking for me."I threaten. I start to cry. I beg to him.
"Please expel me. I haven't seen your face. I won't say anything to anyone just let me go."He breaks his secrecy and tells 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 !"
"Screaming will do you no unspoilt, piffling one. The elbow room is sound proof. As for anyone looking for you, I know that no one will come for you. For you are the last-place of your clan."I cry some more then feel his digit 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 name is Paddy. I'm a vampire and …your lifemate."There is a subtle evil tone to his voice and I can tell he's smiling.
"Fighting me will not solve anything. It will only make matter harder for you."I ask,
"Why ? Why me ? What do you desire with me ?"
"I've been hunting you, following your every move ; day after day."He trails his fingerbreadth down my face towards my neck.
"So soft. You're like the o.k. silk."I struggle again.
"Please don't tactile sensation me. You don't want me."He laughs and says,
"Yes. I do desire you You are the one I have been searching for ; the one that will make me whole again."
"Whole ? What are you talking about, you monster ?"
"I have searched for the one. You are she. You are from the yesteryear origin of the Dubrinsky tribe ; you carry their blood and their powers."
"What world power ?"I ask.
"I have no powers. Yes, my last figure is Dubrinsky but I have no powers."
"Innocent one, your powerfulness were bound at babyhood to keep you dependable. But I have known where you were all along. You come from a hanker line of lamia ; your ancestry is considered a royal one. Your tycoon and heritage have been kept from you, but no to a greater extent !
"No ! It's not possible !"I shout.
"I am not a vampire !"But then I start to think of all the transfusion I've had with the excuse of"rake interrelate take inherited from my family."I felt his hand caress my breast and his fingerbreadth delineate my nipple and I cringe not wanting to respond to his contact. He laughs once more.
"It's useless to deny what you're smell. I know that your body wants my tinge 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 Saame time. He lets his digit trace my nipple once more before I feel the wetness of his tongue. I fight the opinion to respond but hhe reads my thoughts and pulls it into his mouth. I gasp as he sucks on my mammilla and lets his other hand caress my other boob. My body begins to deceive me and I respond to his touch. I moan as he continues and beg you,
"plosive. Please, stop."But we both know that my body is crying for more. Then it happens, I feel him scratch up his teeth just above my breast. 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 risky bother I've ever felt but at the same time a wave of pleasance washables 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 need ; this want. I must sustain him.
My body and sensory faculty are telling me to just let go and founder into you but I still choose to push you. You whisper in my ear,
"Let go. Be mine for eternity."I feel his fingerbreadth trace my nether lip, up & down ; letting one slide in to explore my pussy. I feel your peter on my thigh and it feels so hard and I sense the estrus coming from it, I begin to suffer. I hear your vocalization again,
"Give in to me."I finally relent and founder in. I whisper back to you,
"Yes, I will be yours."You pull off my blindfold and you are smiling, it is the first prison term seeing you and you are beautiful. I take in your show. He has dark long pilus tied at the nucleotide of your neck opening, eyes that are a kaleidoscope of colors, skin that is almost translucent, and his body is perfectly chiseled. I say to him,
"You are everlasting in every way."
"As are you."You begin to snog me tenderly. As he does he went on to excuse of my lineage and heritage.
"Your fellowship, your clan, comes from a most royal short letter of lamia that ruled over the Carpathians for centuries."He walks around the bed releasing my wrist and mortise joint. I rub them gently. When done you slide in next to me and your cock is again by my thigh. You begin to osculate my body as you continue on as to the history of my kin.
"We have powers, we can see the future, read people's mind, we can shape-shift, and we can control others to do our summons. We can also rub out the memories of others."
"I still don't believe I have powers."He laughs.
"My silly, destitute, love. You do throw them and I will help you retrieve them, I will undo the binding expletive that was put upon you. You will take your true place as Queen of the Carpathian Mountains 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 looking 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 Billie Jean Moffitt King and so his life is a constant conflict not only for his B. B. King but for himself. If he does not get hold his lifemate then the choice is his to be hunted by bloke warriors or end his cosmos by walking into the brightness level, the sun."
"Why must he be hunted ?"I ask.
"male person will release into something horrific that will terrorize the human world. When a male has found his partner all colour coming back 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 last comes to one of them the other will no longer want to live, they would escape their other half too lots. They are connected to each other as no convention homo couple are connected. She becomes the light to his wickedness, almost as an lynchpin to keep him from turning into a monster. You are that for me my fiddling innocent one, but there is more still. In society to complete the join we must substitute blood three times to solidify our mating."
As he says that I watch in awe as his fingernail begins to stretch out and he cuts himself on his chest. His hand grabs my head gently and you lead me to your chest and differentiate me
"Drink."I'm mesmerized. I lick a droplet then begin to suck and drink your parentage ; I listen to your voice as you say the vows but not in a voice communication that I understand. You stop me from drinking anymore, I ask what language 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 profoundly for a more passionate buss. You begin to move so you are now in between my peg, I stop you,
"I'm still a virgin."He smiles once More and tell apart me,
"I know ”. He slides down my body to my pussy and without saying anything he begins to explore and banquet on my nether sass. I'm squirming as I feel his tongue in me as well as his finger. He slides back up and as he does he sneak my legs with his blazon 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 precious barrier. And as he do, he licks my neck opening and slump his teeth into me. My eyes shoot open and all I see and feel is white rut lightning, it's coursing through my body and I see it in my mind. He's imbibition from me and making 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 meter. I kiss, then lick and suck him as the tone of him fucking me while I feed off him drives me wild.

We begin to have intercourse in a frenzied state, not getting enough of one another. He pulls out and I feel the loss of your pecker in my pussy. I whimper but only to suffer him turn me over and slam into my pussy from hind end. He pulls me up towards his back and grabs my white meat in one hired man and digit my clit with the other. All the while I am pushing back, meeting him with each poke into my cunt. He feels my orgasm coming on, so he bends me back over and grabs me by my hips to thrust and fight in harder and deeper. I scream out,
"Mickey ! ! ! !"as I cum and it takes him over the edge you let forth your warhead. His cum shoots into my pussy and drowns it as it drips out of my pussy. We lay there intertwined with one another, I'm searching for my breath and he's mental object now that our union is almost complete. He tells me that we only need one more rakehell substitution but warns me that soon after my physical structure will begin to change.
"You will begin to assume the Carpathian in you and so my body will modify from human to true rake Carpathian. It will be violent. It will be atrocious. You'll want to kill yourself. But you'll have to look at with it because when it finally ends, you'll be the queen you were born to be."
We look into each other's eyes and the want for each early is there once more. We begin again but this clip gentler for he knows I am sore. Our kissing begins, I leave feathery, almost butterfly, kisses all over your facial expression then down your neck opening and chest. I explore your body wanting to kiss, lick, and caress every in of you. Then I reach your turncock. I look at it in wonder. It's big and thick. I start to lick it and you direct me as to how to pleasure your cock. I taste it. I taste the coarseness on the read/write head of your tool. It makes my eubstance tremble with want.
He guides my psyche closer and severalize me to take his cock into my back talk. It's so thick-skulled and big but I do it anyway. He slowly begins to lie with my mouth. In and out while I look at you with eyes of lustfulness and passionateness. He turns so that he's lying down then pulls me so that I am on top, he tells me to continue sucking his putz. I feel his natural language delve into my pussy and also his fingers. He's fucking me with your fingerbreadth and sucking my clit. Faster and faster, the friction on my clit is overcome. It makes me suck you flying also, I feel like my cum's prepare to explode. You feel it too so you work unvoiced. I cum and as I do he bites my clit.

"The stark line,"He explains. I scream from pleasure and pain. He cums hard as you continue to feed on my blood then you cut yourself as close as you can approach your tool so that I may swallow your cum then drink your stemma. The ground shakes. We have completed our union and so the dark world is accepting the new cable of ecological succession. I begin to feel weak. He grabs me and position me back on the bed.
"This is the foremost step. Your body is going to exclude everything down ; except your aflutter system. This will be painful. But I'll be by your side of meat the whole time."He gives me a kiss.
"Mick ?"
"Yes, little one ?"
"I love you."And I collapse in his weapons system.
How long did the painfulness finish ? time of day ? Weeks ? Days ? It seemed like timelessness to me. But eventually, it began to subside. Finally, I heard Mick's voice.
"Little one, it's time to wake up. ”