NOTE : THIS IS NOT MY ORIGINAL floor ! ! Someone 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 eye are covered with something. I start to panic. I can't move my weapons system or leg. They're tied to the bed I lying on. I feel a cool walkover on my body. My idea panics ! I'm bare ! What's happening ? What's going on ? I ask myself. I struggle to get myself unshackled. I pull and pull but the standoff only tighten around my wrists and mortise joint. I scream for assistant 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 of the town to me."I beg. But still, there is silence.
"My name is Cyn Dubrinsky and my kinsfolk will be looking for me."I threaten. I start to cry. I beg to him.
"Please release me. I haven't seen your face. I won't say anything to anyone just let me go."He breaks his silence and tells me,
"I know who you are. None of what you say affair for in the end, you will be mine."I struggle with the ties again ; screaming,
"Let me go !"
"screaming will do you no good, footling one. The room is sound proof. As for anyone looking for you, I know that no one will get for you. For you are the last of your clan."I cry some more then palpate his digit wiping away my tears. I turn my fountainhead away.
"Don't touch me ! I will never be yours !"
"Yes you will. And as far as who I am, my name is Mick. I'm a vampire and …your lifemate."There is a subtle immorality flavor to his voice and I can recite he's smiling.
"fighting me will not solve anything. It will only ready things harder for you."I ask,
"Why ? Why me ? What do you want with me ?"
"I've been hunting you, following your every move ; day after day."He trails his finger down my face towards my neck.
"So flaccid. You're like the okay silk."I struggle again.
"Please don't mite 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 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 past lineage of the Dubrinsky clan ; you carry their origin and their powers."
"What power ?"I ask.
"I have no powers. Yes, my lastly name is Dubrinsky but I have no powers."
"Innocent one, your powers were bound at infancy to observe you safe. But I have known where you were all along. You come from a long line of lamia ; your origin is considered a royal one. Your big businessman and heritage have been kept from you, but no more !
"No ! It's not possible !"I shout.
"I am not a vampire !"But then I start to think of all the blood transfusion I've had with the excuse of"blood related to matter inherited from my family."I felt his manus caress my boob and his finger trace my tit and I cringe not wanting to respond to his hint. He laughs once more.
"It's useless to deny what you're feeling. I know that your body wants my contact 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 clip. He lets his digit follow my mamilla once to a greater extent before I feel the wetness of his tongue. I fight the feeling to respond but hhe reads my thinking and pulls it into his sass. I gasp as he sucks on my mammilla and lets his former hand caress my former breast. My dead body begins to rat me and I respond to his touch. I moan as he continues and beg you,
"halt. Please, stop."But we both know that my body is crying for more. Then it happens, I feel him scratch up his tooth just above my breast. It feels penetrative than anything I have felt before. Pain shoots through as I feel you sink your teeth into me. It's some of the tough pain I've ever felt but at the Saami time a wafture of pleasance 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 possess him.
My consistence and senses are telling me to just let go and make into you but I still choose to oppose you. You whisper in my ear,
"Let go. Be mine for eternity."I feel his digit trace my under mouth, up & down ; letting one microscope slide in to explore my pussy. I feel your cock on my thigh and it feels so hard and I sense the heat energy coming from it, I begin to ache. I hear your voice again,
"spring in to me."I finally relent and commit in. I whisper back to you,
"Yes, I will be yours."You pull off my blindfold and you are smiling, it is the first sentence seeing you and you are beautiful. I take in your appearance. He has dark long hair tied at the radical of your neck, eyes that are a kaleidoscope of colors, hide that is almost semitransparent, and his body is perfectly chiseled. I say to him,
"You are perfect in every way."
"As are you."You begin to buss me tenderly. As he does he went on to explicate of my blood and inheritance.
"Your class, your clan, comes from a most royal line of vampires that ruled over the Carpathian Mountains for centuries."He walks around the bed releasing my wrist 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 kiss my body as you continue on as to the history of my clan.
"We have powers, we can see the futurity, translate people's minds, we can shape-shift, and we can keep in line others to do our bidding. We can also erase the storage of others."
"I still don't believe I have powers."He laughs.
"My silly, innocent, love. You do have them and I will help oneself you regain them, I will undo the ski binding torment that was put upon you. You will involve your rightful stead 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 moment ; a lonely and sad look 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 twelvemonth of age, all color and emotions disappear from him. His lifetime is not his own, he becomes a warrior for our Martin Luther King and so his lifespan is a constant engagement not only for his king but for himself. If he does not find his lifemate then the option is his to be hunted by fellow warriors or end his existence by walking into the Christ Within, the sun."
"Why must he be hunted ?"I ask.
"male person will turn into something horrific that will terrify the human world. When a male has found his mate all colour returns to him as well emotions and so the danger of him turning into a fiend 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 motive, when they are in danger. If last comes to one of them the other will no longer want to live, they would neglect their former half too practically. They are connected to each former as no normal human pair are connected. She becomes the Light Within to his darkness, almost as an lynchpin to keep him from turning into a fiend. You are that for me my little innocent one, but there is more still. In order to fill out the spousal relationship we must exchange blood three sentence 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 grab my brain gently and you lead me to your chest and severalise me
"Drink."I'm mesmerized. I lick a droplet then begin to suck and salute your descent ; I listen to your voice as you say the vows but not in a spoken communication that I understand. You stop me from drinking anymore, I ask what spoken language was he speaking and you reply
"Carpathian, of course."He smiles. You kiss me and I wrap my coat of arms around your neck to pull you in deeper for a more passionate kiss. 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 severalise me,
"I know ”. He slides down my consistency to my puss and without saying anything he begins to research and banquet on my chthonic lips. I'm squirming as I feel his clapper in me as well as his digit. He slides back up and as he does he addict my wooden leg 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 spine and cry out, as he has broken that precious barrier. And as he do, he licks my neck and sinks his tooth into me. My middle shoot unresolved and all I see and feel is white heat lightning, it's coursing through my organic structure and I see it in my mind. He's drunkenness from me and making passion to me at the Saame metre 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 prison term. I kiss, then lick and suck him as the look of him fucking me while I feed off him drives me wild.

We begin to screw in a frenzied state, not getting enough of one another. He pulls out and I feel the loss of your putz in my twat. I whimper but only to have him turn me over and slam into my pussy from behind. He pulls me up towards his spinal column and grab my breast in one deal and fingerbreadth my clit with the early. All the while I am pushing back, meeting him with each thrust into my cunt. He feels my climax coming on, so he bends me back over and snaffle me by my hips to push up and campaign in harder and deeper. I scream out,
"Mick ! ! ! !"as I cum and it takes him over the bound you let forth your load. His cum shoots into my pussy and drown 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 Thomas More blood line central but warns me that soon after my body will lead off to change.
"You will begin to accept the Carpathian in you and so my body will change from human being to admittedly pedigree Carpathian. It will be violent. It will be painful. You'll want to kill yourself. But you'll have to distribute with it because when it finally ends, you'll be the queen you were born to be."
We look into each other's optic and the deficiency for each other is there once more than. We begin again but this fourth dimension gentler for he knows I am sore. Our hugging begins, I leave feathery, almost butterfly, kisses all over your typeface then down your neck and chest. I explore your body wanting to kiss, lick, and caress every inch of you. Then I reach your stopcock. I look at it in wonder. It's big and loggerheaded. I start to work out it and you direct me as to how to pleasure your stopcock. I taste it. I taste the saltiness on the head of your cock. It makes my body shiver with want.
He guides my read/write head closer and tells me to take his cock into my mouthpiece. It's so thick and big but I do it anyway. He slowly begins to fuck my oral cavity. 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 cock. I feel his tongue delve into my pussy and also his finger's breadth. He's fucking me with your fingers and sucking my clit. Faster and faster, the friction on my button is overwhelming. It makes me suck in you dissipated also, I feel like my cum's ready to explode. You feel it too so you work severe. I cum and as I do he bites my clit.

"The virginal lineage,"He explains. I scream from joy and pain. He cums hard as you continue to feast on my stemma then you cut yourself as close as you can draw near your cock so that I may swallow your cum then drink your profligate. The ground shakes. We have completed our union and so the disconsolate macrocosm is accepting the new line of succession. I begin to experience weak. He grabs me and lays me back on the bed.
"This is the first step. Your consistency is going to shut everything down ; except your flighty system. This will be unspeakable. But I'll be by your English the entirely time."He gives me a kiss.
"Mick ?"
"Yes, short one ?"
"I love you."And I collapse in his arms.
How long did the infliction last ? Hours ? Weeks ? mean solar day ? It seemed like eternity to me. But eventually, it began to subside. Finally, I heard Mick's voice.
"Little one, it's time to wake up. ”