Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. I was reading through old classical dearie of mine. I was alone in my depository library. I had to keep pushing my long, cerise red fuzz out of my face. My parents were away for the night and they simply expected me to be a `` good girl ''. I had no booster 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 door -
Only this, and goose egg more. '' I ignored it. It might have simply been one of the maids or person else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the cutting December. The number of days dwindling til the particular date of my 17th birthday. I expected zero especial. My parents had already purchased me a car. I asked for nothing but they always gave me something. All I wanted in life was a melanise frock, a wonderful man, and a good book. The tapping continued.

'' Sir, '' said I, `` or brothel keeper, 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 sleeping accommodation threshold,
That I scarce was sure as shooting I heard you '' - here I opened wide the room access ;
dark there, and goose egg 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 book. I was soon lost in a phantasy of dark of the night. Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat gimcrack 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 bosom be still a moment and this mystery story explore ; -
'Tis the tip and goose egg more. ``

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a toying and flapping,
In there stepped a formal raven of the saintlike days of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a bird of shadow. A birdie as dark as my pith, nails, clothes and eyes.

'' Though thy crown be shorn and shaven, thou, '' I said, `` art indisputable no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night 's Tartarean shore ! '' The raven flutted about once more and landed in my chair. Before my very eye it began to transubstantiate. And in a flash of blinding igniter there sat a man. The most handsome man I had ever lay middle on.

He had sinister hair that was spiked in the front. His optic were a crimson red. His skin was pale and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a placid, tatooed, chest of drawers. The entirely clothing he wore were sloshed bleak jeans. He had a flimsy smirk on his face. He spoke in a British accent.

'' Nevermore '' His voice was melodic, like velvet dragging across my spike. It shook me from one enchantment but motor me into another.

'' I 'm sorry ? ``

'' You asked of my name. Nevermore. Tis not my true name. My dependable public figure is my form, Corvus corax. Nevermore is simply what i 'm called. And what of you ? What is the 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 oculus were ablaze with lust. He wanted me in a way that was inhuman. I finally found my vocalisation and a ace word left my lips.

'' Rose. ``

'' rosiness. '' He repeated it. He smiled at me, revealing glistening white fang. A gasp escaped my lips.

'' You 're a ... a ... '' I could not even eat up my sentence.

'' Vampire. '' He finished.

'' Yes, i am. And I have been search for the utmost 500 old age for a missy to bid my devotee. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my waistline 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 demonic smirk.

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

'' I do n't get it on. I 'm only 16. I have a altogether life ahead of me. '' He moved over to me and wrapped his limb around my waist. He whispered in my ear and a shiver went through my spine.

'' And who 's to say you ca n't throw that life ? After the first 5 eld of transformation, you continue to grow like a human. You have to avoid the sun but the night is full of life. We never die so we can pass timeless existence together. You can switch into the form of your choosing. And the love and Romance between two lamia is corking than any human. The two are bonded right down to their very thoughts and impression. '' Being there, listening to every word. I began to trust it more and more. He tilted my pass to the the side and brushed away my tomentum using one finger. He began placing gentile kisses on my neck opening. Each one sending electricty through my venous blood vessel. 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 tempted and bit the Malus pumila. I took in a breath and felt the word leave my lips.

'' Yes, i will be yours. Forever and always. '' As quickly as the words left my lips, I felt his fangs slip painlessly into my vein. I felt the blood leaving me and one dip trickled down my chest. But as I felt the aliveness leaving me, i felt a new liveliness entering me. After a few moments of drinking from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a fire coursing through my vena. It burned yet felt so marvellous at the same time.

'' Do n't care, it may pain a little but only slightly. Our venom works quickly and the more blood we drain, the less awful it is. '' He took a brand from a nearby taable and made a slight section on his carpus and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, salute. This will also make the venom work faster and it will bind the two of us together. And it will sustain you until we can hunt. '' I brought the cut right to my lips amd began drinking in. His ancestry tasted so savory yet at the same time, so sweet. After letting me salute a few mo, he pulled away. I felt so weak. I started falling and he caught me in his arm. The cobbler's last thing I saw before I lost conciousness was the undimmed illumination 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 raven sitting in a chairwoman watching me.

'' good, you 're awake. Let me quickly explain, you have been asleep for an stallion day. That 's completely normal for a shift but it 's why I wanted to make sure you had some blood. You 're here at my, well now our, home in London. When you passed out I found your elbow room and packed up some of your wearing apparel. '' He gestured towards a couple old bag in the street corner. He stood up from his chairperson and he moved closer to me. He carressed my cheek with his script. His icy spot was no longer gone.

'' We are the same. '' He smiled. He then moved his sass 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 turning point of my oral cavity. I moaned into his mouth as I moved my manus to the back of his head. He bit down gently on my lip and I could smack blood. He moved his spit to my lip and began licking the bitemark. It was the most erotic flavour. He pulled away and I let out a moan of protest.

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

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

'' Here, drink. You 'll finger better. '' I raised my middle to his.

'' Do n't worry, i 'll be fine. '' So reluctantly I bit down on his artery and began drinking. His blood flowed into my oral cavity. I remembered how respectable it had tasted the first time we met but now, it was just heavenly. I drank for about 30 seconds before he gently pulled away.

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

'' Much better, thank you. ``

'' My delight. '' But now that my hunger was gone, i felt a surge of lecherousness 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 underdrawers. Below them was a not even erect 6 inch long, 2 inch midst stopcock. I slowly moved my hand to it and began stroking it into hardness. A go one-half between a groan and growling left Raven 's lips. He soon moved himself onto the bed and reached around to my back. He unclasped my bra and threw it across the way. My knocker were a B-cup but they were still steadfast and perky. My nipples were hard as diamonds and begging to be touched. I lay back on the bed and he moved one mitt 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 pain and pleasure. He gazed into my eyes and smiled.he stood up and removed my skirt and step-in and they joined my bra on the level. I lay there completely unwrap 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 clip he hit my clitoris I gasped.

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

'' This will pain but only for a minute. '' I was in such a body politic of amalgamate seventh heaven and pain i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a toilsome thrust in me and I felt my hymen tear. I cried out but the nuisance subsided. He continued thrusting into me. It hurt but at the Lapplander sentence I never wanted it to stop.

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

'' Oh raven ! Oh ! '' And i felt my pussy grip around his dick 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 consequence. He then eased himself from me and I let out a whimper. He collapse beside me. I could tell apart I was bleeding but at the back, I did n't care. He slowly started kneading my boob again. I rolled over and looked into his inscrutable optic. All I say was love and caring.

'' semen my love, dawn approach. '' He scooped me up in his arms and carried me through our new home together and then down some Lucy Stone steps. There was a stone chamber and in the essence of the sleeping accommodation was a black coffin. The cushion 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 of drawers. I felt so condom 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. ''