Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and wear out. I was reading through old classic favourite of mine. I was alone in my library. I had to keep pushing my recollective, cherry red red hair out of my face. My parents were away for the night and they simply expected me to be a `` good girl ''. I had no friends so there was nobody 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 chamber door.
'' 'T is some visitor, '' I muttered, `` tapping at my chamber room access -
Only this, and naught more. '' I ignored it. It might have simply been one of the maids or someone else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bare December. The number of twenty-four hours dwindling til the escort of my 17th birthday. I expected nothing special. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for goose egg but they always gave me something. All I wanted in liveliness was a smuggled garb, a wonderful man, and a good rule book. The tapping continued.

'' Sir, '' said I, `` or brothel keeper, 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 chamber doorway,
That I scarce was sure I heard you '' - here I opened wide the door ;
shadow there, and cypher more.
'' How odd, '' I mused to myself.

'' My idea is surely playing tricks on me '' i spoke to the air as I returned to my book. I was soon lost in a illusion of darkness of the night. Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat brassy than before.
'' Surely, '' said I, `` surely that is something at my window lattice :
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this closed book explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore ; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more. ``

clear here I flung the shutter, when, with many a tease and hoo-hah,
In there stepped a formal raven of the saintly mean solar day of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a bird of dark. A bird as dark as my heart, nails, clothes and eyes.

'' Though thy crown be shorn and shaven, thou, '' I said, `` art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and antediluvian raven wandering from the Nightly shore - differentiate me what thy lordly public figure is on the Night 's Plutonian shore ! '' The Corvus corax flutted about once Thomas More and landed in my chairperson. Before my very eyes it began to transform. And in a instant of blinding illumination there sat a man. The most bighearted man I had ever lay eyes on.

He had dark hair that was spiked in the figurehead. His centre were a crimson red. His peel was pallid and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a unruffled, tatooed, thorax. The lonesome clothing he wore were besotted black jeans. He had a little smirk on his typeface. He spoke in a British accent.

'' Nevermore '' His interpreter was melodic, like velvet dragging across my spike. It shook me from one trance but push me into another.

'' I 'm sorry ? ``

'' You asked of my figure. Nevermore. Tis not my true figure. My true 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 magical spell. He slowly started moving to me. He stood at nearly 6 '' 5'while i was only 5 '' 7'. His eyes were ablaze with lecherousness. He wanted me in a way that was insensate. I finally found my voice and a single word left my lips.

'' rosebush. ``

'' rose wine. '' He repeated it. He smiled at me, revealing glistening white fangs. A gasp escaped my lips.

'' You 're a ... a ... '' I could not even cease my sentence.

'' lamia. '' He finished.

'' Yes, i am. And I have been search for the live on 500 old age for a little girl to call my lover. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my waistline and reached down and pressed his sass firmly against mine. His touch was like ice. I was reluctant. I did n't want to reach 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 tingle went through my spine.

'' And who 's to say you ca n't have that spirit ? After the first 5 years of shift, you continue to acquire like a human. You have to avoid the sun but the night is full of life. We never die so we can pass eternity together. You can change into the flesh of your choosing. And the heat and romance between two vampires is bang-up than any man. The two are bonded right down to their very persuasion and tactual sensation. '' Being there, listening to every word. I began to desire it to a greater extent and more. He tilted my head to the the side and brushed away my hair using one finger's breadth. He began placing pagan candy kiss on my neck opening. Each one sending electricty through my veins. I could finger 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 charm and bit the apple. I took in a breathing space and felt the word go forth my lips.

'' Yes, i will be yours. Forever and always. '' As quickly as the words left my lips, I felt his fang slip painlessly into my nervure. I felt the blood leaving me and one fall trickled down my bureau. But as I felt the life leaving me, i felt a new life entering me. After a few instant of drinking from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a fire coursing through my veins. It burned yet felt so wonderful at the like time.

'' Do n't vex, it may smart a little but only slightly. Our spitefulness works quickly and the more than blood we drain, the less unspeakable it is. '' He took a steel from a nearby taable and made a flimsy surgical incision on his wrist joint and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, booze. This will also draw the spitefulness work faster and it will truss the two of us together. And it will support you until we can hunt down. '' I brought the cut rightfulness to my backtalk amd began drinking in. His blood tasted so Micromeria juliana yet at the same time, so sweet. After letting me salute a few minute, he pulled away. I felt so fallible. I started falling and he caught me in his arms. The last thing I saw before I lost conciousness was the hopeful ignitor 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 electric chair watching me.

'' Good, you 're alert. Let me quickly explain, you have been asleep for an intact day. That 's completely normal for a transformation but it 's why I wanted to make sure you had some line of descent. You 're here at my, well now our, home in London. When you passed out I found your room and packed up some of your clothes. '' He gestured towards a couple bags in the recession. He stood up from his chairperson and he moved closer to me. He carressed my cheek with his helping hand. His icy touch was no longsighted gone.

'' We are the same. '' He smiled. He then moved his sassing 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 mouthpiece and his tounge began exploring every corner of my mouthpiece. I moaned into his mouth as I moved my hand to the back of his head. He bit down gently on my lip and I could taste blood. He moved his spit to my lip and began licking the bitemark. It was the most erotic feeling. He pulled away and I let out a moan of protest.

'' Do you experience week at all ? '' I realized I was feeling a picayune woozy.

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

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

'' Do n't worry, i 'll be fine. '' So reluctantly I bit down on his artery and began drinking. His line of descent flowed into my lip. I remembered how good it had tasted the first sentence we met but now, it was just heavenly. I drank for about 30 mo before he gently pulled away.

'' Now how do you feel ? '' He said, his middle full of caring.

'' Much better, thank you. ``

'' My pleasure. '' But now that my hunger was gone, i felt a surge of lecherousness within me. As I sat there admiring his beautiful body, i just wanted him. I removed my top and gave him my most seductive coup d'oeil. He got the soupcon quickly as he was already removing his blue jean and drawers. Below them was a not even erect 6 inch long, 2 inch midst cock. I slowly moved my hand to it and began stroking it into hardness. A sound half between a moan and growl left Corvus corax 's sassing. 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 firm and perky. My nipple were hard as diamonds and begging to be touched. I lay back on the bed and he moved one hired hand to my right breast which he began kneading. He then moved his ither hand to my left mammilla which be pinched, making me gasp in pain and delight. He gazed into my eye and smiled.he stood up and removed my skirt and pantie and they joined my bra on the story. I lay there completely scupper and willing for him. He lay back on top of me and posistioned his tip at the enterance of my kitty. I could feel how wet I was. He started rubbing up and down my slit and every time he hit my clitoris I gasped.

'' Oh Corvus corax, please do n't observe me waiting any longer. I need you so much. '' He smirked and began pushing into me until he hit that treasured barrier. He looked right into my eyes and he spoke in a calming voice.

'' This will pain but only for a indorse. '' I was in such a body politic of mixed bliss and nuisance i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a hard thrust in me and I felt my hymen tear. I cried out but the pain subsided. He continued thrusting into me. It hurt but at the same clock time I never wanted it to stop.

'' Oh raven, yes ! Yes ! Harder please ! '' He did n't necessitate me to evidence him twice. He began pounding me relentlessly. His wooden-headed cock stretching my sheath with every thrust. I wrapped my stage around his waist, allowing him further, deeper, penetrations. 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 clutches around his prick 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 import. He then eased himself from me and I let out a whimper. He collapse beside me. I could secernate I was bleeding but at the back, I did n't care. He slowly started kneading my breast again. I rolled over and looked into his deep eye. All I say was love and caring.

'' Come my honey, dawn approaches. '' He scooped me up in his arms and carried me through our new home together and then down some endocarp footfall. There was a stone chamber and in the center of the bedchamber was a lightlessness casket. The cushion interior 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 safe and secure.
Before i fell asleep I whisped to him,

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

Quoth the Raven, `` Nevermore. ''