Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and wear out. I was reading through old Greco-Roman favourite of mine. I was alone in my library. I had to keep open pushing my long, cherry red hair out of my face. My parents were away for the nighttime and they simply expected me to be a `` undecomposed fille ''. I had no supporter 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 sleeping room door.
'' 'T is some visitor, '' I muttered, `` tapping at my bedchamber door -
Only this, and nothing more. '' I ignored it. It might possess simply been one of the maid or soul else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December. The numeral of days dwindling til the day of the month of my 17th natal day. I expected nothing special. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for cipher but they always gave me something. All I wanted in life was a smutty frock, a terrific man, and a expert book. The tapping continued.

'' Sir, '' said I, `` or madam, truly your pardon 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 spacious the room access ;
iniquity there, and naught more.
'' How odd, '' I mused to myself.

'' My mind is surely playing tricks on me '' i spoke to the air as I returned to my Christian Bible. I was soon lost in a fantasy of wickedness of the nighttime. 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 moment and this whodunit explore ; -
'Tis the wind and zilch more than. ``

open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and fluttering,
In there stepped a courtly raven of the saintly days of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a bird of darkness. A doll as dark as my kernel, nails, clothes and eyes.

'' Though thy peak be shorn and shaven, G, '' I said, `` art certain no poltroon, Ghastly grim and antediluvian raven wandering from the Nightly shore - say me what thy lordly name is on the nighttime 's Hadean shore ! '' The Corvus corax flutted about once to a greater extent and landed in my chair. Before my very eyes it began to transubstantiate. And in a flash of blinding igniter there sat a man. The most handsome man I had ever lay eyes on.

He had pitch blackness hair that was spiked in the front. His eyes were a crimson red. His skin was pallid and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a smooth, tatooed, chest. The only clothing he wore were tight black blue jean. He had a slight smirk on his fount. He spoke in a British accent.

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

'' I 'm good-for-nothing ? ``

'' You asked of my name. Nevermore. Tis not my true figure. My dead on target gens is my form, Raven. Nevermore is simply what i 'm called. And what of you ? What is the gens 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 oculus were inflamed with lust. He wanted me in a way that was cold-blooded. I finally found my voice and a single word left my lips.

'' rose wine. ``

'' 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 complete my sentence.

'' lamia. '' He finished.

'' Yes, i am. And I have been search for the last 500 years for a girlfriend to call my buff. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my waist and reached down and pressed his mouth firmly against mine. His touch was like ice. I was reluctant. I did n't want to give into him but something inside told me to. He pulled away, giving me that satanic 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 arms 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 life history ? After the first gear 5 years of transformation, you continue to grow like a human being. You have to head off the sun but the night is full of life. We never die so we can expend eternity together. You can change into the form of your choosing. And the passion and romance between two vampires is dandy than any human. The two are bonded right down to their very sentiment and feelings. '' Being there, listening to every countersign. I began to want it Sir Thomas More and more. He tilted my headway to the the side and brushed away my tomentum using one finger's breadth. He began placing goy buss on my cervix. Each one sending electricty through my veins. I could feel 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 entice and bit the apple. I took in a breath and felt the Christian Bible leave my lips.

'' Yes, i will be yours. Forever and always. '' As quickly as the Son left my mouth, I felt his fangs trip painlessly into my nervure. I felt the blood leaving me and one drop-off trickled down my chest. But as I felt the life leaving me, i felt a new biography entering me. After a few here and now of drunkenness from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a flack coursing through my veins. It burned yet felt so fantastic at the Same time.

'' Do n't care, it may hurt a little but only slightly. Our venom works quickly and the more ancestry we drain, the LE painful it is. '' He took a steel from a nearby taable and made a slight dent on his wrist and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, toast. This will also pee the venom body of work faster and it will truss the two of us together. And it will sustain you until we can hunt. '' I brought the cut right to my brim amd began drinking in. His blood tasted so savory yet at the same time, so mellisonant. After letting me toast a few moments, he pulled away. I felt so weak. I started falling and he caught me in his weapon. The conclusion matter I saw before I lost conciousness was the bright luminosity 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 Corvus corax sitting in a chairperson watching me.

'' good, you 're awake. Let me quickly excuse, you have been asleep for an entire day. That 's completely normal for a transformation but it 's why I wanted to ca-ca sure you had some blood. You 're here at my, well now our, house in Greater London. When you passed out I found your room and packed up some of your clothes. '' He gestured towards a couple bags in the turning point. He stood up from his chairperson and he moved closer to me. He carressed my brass with his hand. His icy mite was no longer gone.

'' We are the same. '' He smiled. He then moved his lips into mine and kissed me ever so gently. He probed his tounge against my lips 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 hands to the back of his head. He bit down gently on my lip and I could try blood. He moved his natural language to my lip and began licking the bitemark. It was the most erotic opinion. He pulled away and I let out a moan of protest.

'' Do you feel week at all ? '' I realized I was feeling a footling woozy.

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

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

'' Do n't vex, i 'll be fine. '' So reluctantly I bit down on his arteria and began drinking. His blood flowed into my mouth. I remembered how good it had tasted the first metre 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 entire of caring.

'' Much better, thank you. ``

'' My joy. '' But now that my hunger was gone, i felt a spate of lust within me. As I sat there admiring his beautiful consistence, i just wanted him. I removed my top and gave him my most seductive coup d'oeil. He got the hint quickly as he was already removing his dungaree and pugilist. Below them was a not even erect 6 inch long, 2 inch midst cock. I slowly moved my mitt to it and began stroking it into hardness. A healthy half between a groan and growling 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 boobs were a B-cup but they were still tauten and perky. My pap were hard as baseball field and begging to be touched. I lay back on the bed and he moved one helping hand to my right breast which he began kneading. He then moved his ither hand to my provide mamilla which be pinched, making me gasp in nuisance and pleasure. He gazed into my eyes and smiled.he stood up and removed my dame and panties and they joined my bra on the floor. I lay there completely give away 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 cunt and every meter he hit my clit I gasped.

'' Oh Raven, please do n't keep me waiting any recollective. I need you so much. '' He smirked and began pushing into me until he hit that precious barrier. He looked right into my middle and he spoke in a appeasement voice.

'' This will offend but only for a second. '' I was in such a Department of State of desegregate bliss and pain i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a firmly thrust in me and I felt my hymen tear. I cried out but the pain in the neck subsided. He continued thrusting into me. It hurt but at the same time I never wanted it to stop.

'' Oh raven, yes ! Yes ! Harder please ! '' He did n't need me to order him twice. He began pounding me relentlessly. His thick cock stretching my sheath with every thrusting. I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing him further, deeper, penetrations. I moved my hand down and began rubbing my clit furiously. I could sense myself getting closer and closer. I finally felt him hit my g-spot.

'' Oh raven ! Oh ! '' And i felt my slit clench around his pecker as I climaxed.

'' Oh rose ! '' He cried out, throwing his head back. I felt him shoot 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 base, I did n't worry. He slowly started kneading my breast again. I rolled over and looked into his deep eyes. All I say was love and caring.

'' cum my love, cockcrow plan of attack. '' He scooped me up in his arms and carried me through our new home plate together and then down some stone steps. There was a Harlan F. Stone chamber and in the center of the chamber was a inkiness coffin. The shock 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,

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

Quoth the raven, `` Nevermore. ''