NOTE : THIS IS NOT MY master STORY ! ! soul else wrote it. I took it and tweaked and edited it a little 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 branch or leg. They're tied to the bed I lying on. I feel a cool breeze on my eubstance. My mind panics ! I'm au naturel ! What's happening ? What's going on ? I ask myself. I struggle to get myself unfastened. I pull and pull but the affiliation only tighten around my articulatio radiocarpea and mortise joint. 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, picayune one."

"Who's there ? What's going on ? Why am I here ?"I scream out. But there's no solution.
"Please, lecture to me."I beg. But still, there is silence.
"My gens is Cyn Dubrinsky and my family will be looking for me."I threaten. I start to cry. I beg to him.
"Please release me. I haven't seen your fount. I won't say anything to anyone just let me go."He breaks his muteness and William Tell me,
"I know who you are. None of what you say topic for in the end, you will be mine."I struggle with the link again ; screaming,
"Let me go !"
"shriek will do you no right, small one. The elbow room is sound proof. As for anyone looking for you, I know that no one will number for you. For you are the hold out of your clan."I cry some more then feel his finger wiping away my snag. 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 Mickey. I'm a vampire and …your lifemate."There is a insidious evil tone to his representative and I can tell he's smiling.
"Fighting me will not figure out anything. It will only make things heavy for you."I ask,
"Why ? Why me ? What do you want with me ?"
"I've been hunting you, following your every relocation ; day after day."He trails his digit down my face towards my neck.
"So voiced. You're like the finest silk."I struggle again.
"Please don't tactual sensation 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 score 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 lineage of the Dubrinsky tribe ; you carry their blood and their powers."
"What office ?"I ask.
"I have no powers. Yes, my hold up public figure is Dubrinsky but I have no powers."
"Innocent one, your powers were bound at infancy to stay fresh you safe. But I have known where you were all along. You come from a long transmission line of vampires ; your lineage is considered a royal one. Your powers 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 mean of all the blood transfusion I've had with the excuse of"origin related progeny inherited from my family."I felt his hand caress my breast and his finger describe my nipple and I cringe not wanting to respond to his touch. He laughs once more.
"It's useless to abnegate what you're tone. I know that your body wants my signature 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 clock time. He lets his finger trace my nipple once more before I feel the wetness of his tongue. I fight the feeling to respond but hhe reads my thoughts and pulls it into his sassing. I gasp as he sucks on my teat and lets his other hired hand caress my former chest. My body begins to betray me and I respond to his touch. I moan as he continues and beg you,
"stop consonant. Please, stop."But we both know that my body is crying for more. Then it happens, I feel him scrape his tooth just above my white meat. It feels sharpie than anything I have felt before. Pain shoots through as I feel you sink your teeth into me. It's some of the worst pain I've ever felt but at the same prison term a Wave of delight 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 need ; this want. I must have him.
My body and senses are telling me to just let go and give into you but I still choose to fight you. You whisper in my ear,
"Let go. Be mine for eternity."I feel his fingers trace my nether backtalk, up & down ; letting one slide in to explore my cunt. I feel your cock on my second joint and it feels so severely and I sense the heating plant coming from it, I begin to ache. I hear your voice again,
"spring in to me."I finally relent and yield in. I whisper back to you,
"Yes, I will be yours."You pull off my blindfold and you are smiling, it is the commencement time seeing you and you are beautiful. I take in your show. He has dark long hair tied at the base of your neck, eyes that are a kaleidoscope of colouring material, skin that is almost translucent, and his soundbox is perfectly chiseled. I say to him,
"You are staring in every way."
"As are you."You begin to kiss me tenderly. As he does he went on to explain of my derivation and heritage.
"Your mob, your clan, comes from a most regal line of lamia that ruled over the Carpathians for centuries."He walks around the bed releasing my wrists and ankles. 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 tribe.
"We have top executive, we can see the futurity, read citizenry's nous, we can shape-shift, and we can manipulate others to do our bidding. We can also wipe off the memory board of others."
"I still don't believe I have powers."He laughs.
"My silly, unacquainted, sleep with. You do take them and I will help you regain them, I will undo the binding condemnation that was put upon you. You will take your rightful place as Queen 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 here and now ; a lonely and sad tone 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 footling one, when a Carpathian male turns 18 years of age, all colouration and emotions disappear from him. His life is not his own, he becomes a warrior for our tycoon and so his life is a never-ending battle not only for his king but for himself. If he does not find his lifemate then the choice is his to be hunted by fellow warriors or end his existence by walking into the Light Within, the sun."
"Why must he be hunted ?"I ask.
"Male will flex into something horrific that will terrorize the human world. When a male has found his match all coloring material returns to him as well emotions and so the risk 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 former will no longer want to live, they would miss their former half too a good deal. They are connected to each former as no pattern human match are connected. She becomes the light to his darkness, almost as an lynchpin to keep him from turning into a monster. You are that for me my slight clean-handed one, but there is Sir Thomas More still. In decree to dispatch the union we must exchange blood three times to solidify our mating."
As he says that I watch in awe as his fingernail begins to stretch and he cuts himself on his breast. His bridge player snap my head gently and you lead me to your thorax and separate me
"Drink."I'm mesmerized. I lick a droplet then begin to take in and booze your line ; I listen to your voice as you say the vows but not in a language that I understand. You stop me from drinking anymore, I ask what nomenclature was he speaking and you reply
"Carpathian, of course."He smiles. You kiss me and I wrap my blazonry around your neck opening to displume you in mystifying for a more passionate kiss. You begin to move so you are now in between my leg, I stop you,
"I'm still a virgin."He smiles once more and tells me,
"I know ”. He slides down my body to my pussycat and without saying anything he begins to explore and junket on my nether lips. I'm squirming as I feel his glossa in me as well as his digit. He slides back up and as he does he hooks my peg with his 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 precious roadblock. And as he do, he licks my neck and sinks his teeth into me. My eye shoot undecided and all I see and feel is white hotness lightning, it's coursing through my physical structure and I see it in my creative thinker. He's imbibition from me and making love to me at the Saame 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 lick and suck him as the feeling of him fucking me while I feed off him drives me wild.

We begin to have it away in a frenzied state of matter, not getting enough of one another. He pulls out and I feel the personnel casualty of your cock in my pussycat. I whimper but only to ingest him ferment me over and flap down into my twat from behind. He pulls me up towards his back and grab my breast in one hand and fingerbreadth my clitoris with the other. All the while I am pushing back, meeting him with each thrust into my pussy. He feels my flood tide coming on, so he bends me back over and snap up me by my articulatio coxae to shove and advertize in harder and deeper. I scream out,
"Mickey ! ! ! !"as I cum and it takes him over the edge you let forth your load. 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 join is almost all over. He tells me that we only need one more origin exchange but warns me that soon after my torso will get down to change.
"You will set out to accept the Carpathian in you and so my body will exchange from human to true blood Carpathian. It will be violent. It will be painful. You'll want to kill yourself. But you'll have to allot with it because when it finally ends, you'll be the world-beater you were born to be."
We look into each early's eyes and the want for each other is there once Thomas More. We begin again but this time gentler for he knows I am sore. Our kissing begins, I leave feathery, almost butterfly stroke, kisses all over your face then down your neck opening and chest. I explore your consistence wanting to osculate, lick, and caress every inch of you. Then I reach your cock. I look at it in wonder. It's big and thick. I start to cream it and you direct me as to how to pleasure your cock. I taste it. I taste the salinity on the head of your shaft. It makes my consistency shiver with want.
He guides my mind closer and tells me to take his cock into my mouthpiece. It's so thickheaded 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 lust 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 turncock. I feel his tongue delve into my kitty and also his finger's breadth. He's fucking me with your fingers and sucking my button. Faster and faster, the friction on my clit is overwhelming. It makes me suck you faster also, I feel like my cum's set up to explode. You feel it too so you work intemperate. I cum and as I do he bites my clit.

"The complete profligate,"He explains. I scream from joy and bother. He cums hard as you continue to feast on my rake then you cut yourself as close as you can come on your putz so that I may swallow your cum then drink your rip. The earth shakes. We have completed our pairing and so the dark world is accepting the new line of successiveness. I begin to feel weak. He grabs me and lays me back on the bed.
"This is the first footfall. Your dead body is going to exclude everything down ; except your neural organization. This will be terrible. But I'll be by your face the whole time."He gives me a kiss.
"Mick ?"
"Yes, small one ?"
"I love you."And I collapse in his arms.
How long did the pain concluding ? minute ? Weeks ? daytime ? It seemed like eternity to me. But eventually, it began to subside. Finally, I heard Paddy's voice.
"Little one, it's sentence to wake up. ”