Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, unaccented and aweary. I was reading through old Graeco-Roman ducky of mine. I was alone in my program library. I had to keep back pushing my long, blood-red red whisker out of my face. My parents were away for the dark and they simply expected me to be a `` honest girl ''. I had no friends so there was nobody to company 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 accommodation door.
'' 'T is some visitor, '' I muttered, `` tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and aught more. '' I ignored it. It might have simply been one of the amah or someone else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the barren December. The number of days dwindling til the engagement of my 17th birthday. I expected nil special. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for nothing but they always gave me something. All I wanted in lifetime was a black clothes, a wonderful man, and a good Word of God. The tapping continued.

'' Sir, '' said I, `` or dame, 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 chamber door,
That I scarce was indisputable I heard you '' - here I opened full the door ;
iniquity there, and naught more.
'' How odd, '' I mused to myself.

'' My mind is surely playing magic trick on me '' i spoke to the air as I returned to my book. I was soon lost in a phantasy of iniquity of the dark. 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 essence be still a minute and this mystery explore ; -
'Tis the winding and zip Sir Thomas More. ``

open air here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a bird of darkness. A bird as dark as my eye, nails, wearing apparel and eyes.

'' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou, '' I said, `` art indisputable no poltroon, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - severalize me what thy lordly public figure is on the Night 's Hadean shoring ! '' The Corvus corax flutted about once more and landed in my chairman. Before my very eyeball it began to transform. And in a flash of blinding light there sat a man. The most handsome man I had ever lay centre on.

He had fatal hair that was spiked in the front. His eyes were a crimson red. His skin was wan and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a bland, tatooed, bureau. The simply wearable he wore were tight black denim. He had a slight smirk on his typeface. He spoke in a Brits accent.

'' Nevermore '' His spokesperson was melodious, like velvet dragging across my ears. It shook me from one trance but drive me into another.

'' I 'm gloomy ? ``

'' You asked of my name. Nevermore. Tis not my true name. My true name is my material body, Raven. Nevermore is simply what i 'm called. And what of you ? What is the public figure by which you are called ? '' I felt myself falling under his spell. He slowly started moving to me. He stood at nearly 6 '' 5'while i was only 5 '' 7'. His eyes were ablaze with luxuria. He wanted me in a way that was insensate. I finally found my vox and a single word 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 terminal 500 years for a girl to call my lover. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my shank and reached down and pressed his brim 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 diabolic smirk.

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

'' I do n't jazz. I 'm only 16. I have a whole life ahead of me. '' He moved over to me and wrapped his munition around my waistline. He whispered in my ear and a chill went through my spine.

'' And who 's to say you ca n't have got that life ? After the first 5 years of transformation, you continue to get like a human. You have to avoid the sun but the dark is full of life. 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 vampires is greater than any homo. The two are bonded right down to their very thinking and feelings. '' Being there, listening to every word. I began to desire it more and more. He tilted my head to the the side and brushed away my fuzz using one finger. He began placing gentile kiss on my neck. Each one sending electricty through my veins. I could palpate my spunk pounding against my chest.

'' So ? '' I wanted to say no so badly, but like Eve in the Garden of Eden, I was too tempted and bit the Malus pumila. I took in a breath and felt the give-and-take leave my lips.

'' Yes, i will be yours. Forever and always. '' As quickly as the words left my lips, I felt his fangs faux pas painlessly into my mineral vein. I felt the blood leaving me and one fall trickled down my chest. But as I felt the life leaving me, i felt a new aliveness entering me. After a few second of drink from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a fire coursing through my veins. It burned yet felt so marvelous at the same time.

'' Do n't occupy, it may bruise a small but only slightly. Our spitefulness works quickly and the more blood we drain, the less unspeakable it is. '' He took a blade from a nearby taable and made a slight incision on his radiocarpal joint and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, imbibe. This will also make the venom work faster and it will bond the two of us together. And it will nurture you until we can track down. '' I brought the cut right field to my lips amd began drinking in. His blood tasted so Micromeria juliana yet at the same time, so sweet. After letting me fuddle a few moments, he pulled away. I felt so weak. I started falling and he caught me in his arms. The last matter I saw before I lost conciousness was the brightly light of the moon.

I awoke in a few hr 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 Raven sitting in a hot seat watching me.

'' trade good, you 're awake. Let me quickly explain, you have been asleep for an entire day. That 's completely pattern for a translation but it 's why I wanted to make sure enough you had some blood. You 're here at my, well now our, dwelling in John Griffith Chaney. When you passed out I found your way and packed up some of your wearing apparel. '' He gestured towards a twain bags in the corner. He stood up from his electric chair and he moved closer to me. He carressed my cheek with his hand. His icy cutaneous senses was no farsighted gone.

'' We are the Lapplander. '' He smiled. He then moved his sassing into mine and kissed me ever so gently. He probed his tounge against my backtalk and I opened to him. He moved his tounge into my mouth and his tounge began exploring every corner of my sass. I moaned into his backtalk as I moved my hands to the back of his head. He bit down gently on my lip and I could smack blood. He moved his tongue to my lip and began licking the bitemark. It was the most erotic feeling. He pulled away and I let out a groan of protest.

'' Do you feel workweek at all ? '' I realized I was feeling a little woozy.

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

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

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

'' Now how do you palpate ? '' He said, his eyes full of caring.

'' Much better, thank you. ``

'' My pleasure. '' But now that my hunger was gone, i felt a spate of lustfulness within me. As I sat there admiring his beautiful eubstance, 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 jeans and boxers. Below them was a not even erect 6 in long, 2 inch thick shaft. I slowly moved my hand to it and began stroking it into hardness. A sound half between a moan 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 titty were a B-cup but they were still firm and perky. My nipples were hard as diamonds and begging to be touched. I lay back on the bed and he moved one hand to my right breast which he began kneading. He then moved his ither hand to my left nipple which be pinched, making me gasp in painfulness and pleasure. He gazed into my eyes and smiled.he stood up and removed my chick and pantie and they joined my bra on the flooring. I lay there completely exposed and leave for him. He lay back on top of me and posistioned his tip at the enterance of my twat. I could feel how wet I was. He started rubbing up and down my slit and every meter he hit my clit I gasped.

'' Oh Corvus corax, please do n't restrain me waiting any long. 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 calming voice.

'' This will pain but only for a s. '' I was in such a DoS of mixed bliss and pain i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a intemperate 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 same prison term I never wanted it to stop.

'' Oh raven, yes ! Yes ! Harder please ! '' He did n't involve me to tell him twice. He began pounding me relentlessly. His duncish cock stretching my cocktail dress with every thrust. I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing him further, deeper, penetration. I moved my hand down and began rubbing my clit furiously. I could feel myself getting closer and closer. I finally felt him hit my g-spot.

'' Oh raven ! Oh ! '' And i felt my pussy clench around his putz as I climaxed.

'' Oh rose ! '' He cried out, throwing his head back. I felt him charge 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 whimper. He collapse beside me. I could tell I was bleeding but at the second, I did n't handle. He slowly started kneading my chest again. I rolled over and looked into his deep centre. All I say was love and caring.

'' Come my making love, dawn approaches. '' He scooped me up in his weapon and carried me through our new base together and then down some Edward Durell Stone steps. There was a stone bedchamber and in the nerve centre of the bedchamber was a pitch-black casket. The shock absorber 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 weaponry and I snuggled against his breast. I felt so safety and secure.
Before i fell asleep I whisped to him,

'' Will you ever go away me ? '' And he gave me his answer.

Quoth the raven, `` Nevermore. ''