NOTE : THIS IS NOT MY ORIGINAL STORY ! ! 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 eyes are covered with something. I start to panic. I can’t move my subdivision or leg. They’re tied to the bed I lying on. I feel a cool breeze on my eubstance. My mind affright ! I’m au naturel ! What’s happening ? What’s going on ? I ask myself. I struggle to get myself untied. I pull and pull but the ties only tighten around my wrist and ankles. I scream for help but it’s useless. No one is there. I hear a sound. What is it ? I wonder. Then he speaks,

“ Relax, short one. ”

“ Who’s there ? What’s going on ? Why am I here ? ” I scream out. But there’s no solution.
“ Please, talk to me. ” I beg. But still, there is silence.
“ My epithet is Cyn Dubrinsky and my household will be looking for me. ” I threaten. I start to cry. I beg to him.
“ Please release me. I haven’t seen your brass. I won’t say anything to anyone just let me go. ” He breaks his silence and William Tell me,
“ I know who you are. None of what you say matters for in the end, you will be mine. ” I struggle with the tie beam again ; screaming,
“ Let me go ! ”
“ Screaming will do you no adept, picayune one. The room is well-grounded proof. As for anyone looking for you, I know that no one will come for you. For you are the stopping point of your clan. ” I cry some more then feel his digit wiping away my bout. I turn my promontory away.
“ Don’t advert 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 malevolent tone to his interpreter and I can secernate he’s smiling.
“ Fighting me will not solve anything. It will only do things hard 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 digit down my face towards my neck.
“ So soft. You’re like the finest silk. ” I struggle again.
“ Please don’t touch 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 hale again. ”
“ unit ? What are you talking about, you monster ? ”
“ I have searched for the one. You are she. You are from the retiring lineage of the Dubrinsky kin group ; you carry their blood and their powers. ”
“ What force ? ” I ask.
“ I have no world power. Yes, my finis epithet is Dubrinsky but I have no powers. ”
“ Innocent one, your tycoon were bound at infancy to retain you safety. But I have known where you were all along. You come from a tenacious lineage of vampires ; your lineage is considered a imperial one. Your powers and inheritance 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 issues inherited from my family. ” I felt his helping hand caress my boob and his finger retrace my nipple and I cringe not wanting to answer to his touch modality. He laughs once more.
“ It’s useless to deny what you’re feeling. I know that your physical structure wants my touch 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 time. He lets his finger trace my nipple once more before I feel the wetness of his natural language. I fight the feeling to respond but hhe reads my thoughts and pulls it into his mouth. I gasp as he sucks on my mamilla and lets his former manus caress my other breast. My physical structure begins to betray me and I respond to his touch. I moan as he continues and beg you,
“ Stop. Please, stop. ” But we both know that my body is crying for more. Then it happens, I feel him come up his tooth just above my boob. It feels card sharp than anything I have felt before. pain shoots through as I feel you sink your teeth into me. It’s some of the pip pain sensation I’ve ever felt but at the same fourth dimension a undulation of delight slipstream 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 want ; this want. I must have him.
My body and senses are telling me to just let go and contribute into you but I still choose to press you. You whisper in my ear,
“ Let go. Be mine for eternity. ” I feel his fingers trace my nether mouth, up & amp ; down ; letting one chute in to research my pussy. I feel your hammer on my second joint and it feels so hard and I sense the oestrus coming from it, I begin to ache. I hear your vocalization again,
“ springiness in to me. ” I finally relent and give in. I whisper back to you,
“ Yes, I will be yours. ” You pull off my blindfold and you are smiling, it is the number 1 sentence seeing you and you are beautiful. I take in your appearance. He has dark long haircloth tied at the cornerstone of your neck, oculus that are a kaleidoscope of color, peel that is almost translucent, and his organic structure is perfectly chiseled. I say to him,
“ You are perfect in every way. ”
“ As are you. ” You begin to kiss me tenderly. As he does he went on to excuse of my lineage and heritage.
“ Your kinfolk, your clan, comes from a most purple line of vampires that ruled over the Carpathians for centuries. ” He walks around the bed releasing my radiocarpal joint and ankles. I rub them gently. When done you slide in side by side to me and your cock is again by my thigh. You begin to kiss my consistency as you continue on as to the account of my clan.
“ We have major power, we can see the future, learn people’s psyche, we can shape-shift, and we can manipulate others to do our bidding. We can also delete the retentivity of others. ”
“ I still don’t believe I have powers. ” He laughs.
“ My silly, sinless, make love. You do have them and I will serve you regain them, I will undo the binding curse that was put upon you. You will require your rightful place 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 Sir Thomas More could you possibly want ? ” He stares at me for a consequence ; 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 years of age, all color and emotions disappear from him. His life is not his own, he becomes a warrior for our king and so his spirit is a never-ending battle not only for his king but for himself. If he does not discover his lifemate then the choice is his to be hunted by gent warriors or end his existence by walking into the luminousness, the sun. ”
“ Why must he be hunted ? ” I ask.
“ Males will sprain into something horrific that will terrify the homo world. When a male has found his first mate all coloring returns to him as well emotions and so the danger of him turning into a monster 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 want, when they are in risk. If death comes to one of them the early will no longer want to live, they would miss their other half too a good deal. They are connected to each early as no rule human being couples are connected. She becomes the luminosity to his wickedness, almost as an anchor to keep him from turning into a behemoth. You are that for me my footling unacquainted one, but there is Thomas More still. In order to complete the labor union we must exchange blood three fourth dimension to solidify our mating. ”
As he says that I watch in awe as his fingernail begins to go and he cuts himself on his chest. His mitt catch my headspring gently and you lead me to your chest and recount me
“ Drink. ” I’m mesmerized. I lick a droplet then begin to sop up and drink in your blood ; I listen to your representative as you say the vows but not in a speech that I understand. You stop me from drinking anymore, I ask what language was he speaking and you reply
“ Carpathian, of course. ” He smiles. You kiss me and I wrap my munition around your neck to pull you in deeper for a more passionate kiss. You begin to travel so you are now in between my legs, I stop you,
“ I’m still a virgin. ” He smiles once more and narrate me,
“ I know ”. He slides down my trunk to my cunt and without saying anything he begins to search and banquet on my nether backtalk. I’m squirming as I feel his spit in me as well as his finger's breadth. He slides back up and as he does he hooks my ramification with his arm 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 back and cry out, as he has broken that precious barrier. And as he do, he licks my neck and sinks his teeth into me. My eyes shoot exposed 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 drinking from me and making sexual love to me at the Lapplander time 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 time. I kiss, then clout and suck him as the feel of him fucking me while I feed off him drives me wild.

We begin to make out in a frantic state, not getting enough of one another. He pulls out and I feel the release of your prick in my pussycat. I whimper but only to suffer him turn me over and slam into my kitty from behind. He pulls me up towards his back and snap my breast in one deal and fingers my clitoris with the early. All the piece I am pushing back, meeting him with each thrust into my pussy. He feels my climax coming on, so he bends me back over and grabs me by my rose hip to lunge and push in harder and deeper. I scream out,
“ Mick ! ! ! ! ” as I cum and it takes him over the border you let forth your warhead. His cum shoots into my pussy and drowns it as it drips out of my puss. We lay there intertwined with one another, I’m searching for my breathing time and he’s content now that our union is almost concluded. He tells me that we only need one more than blood rally but warns me that soon after my consistency will begin to change.
“ You will start to accept the Carpathian in you and so my body will convert from man to honest origin Carpathian. It will be violent. It will be dreadful. You’ll want to pour down yourself. But you’ll have to administer with it because when it finally ends, you’ll be the queen you were born to be. ”
We look into each other’s eyes and the need for each other is there once more. We begin again but this metre gentler for he knows I am sore. Our petting begins, I leave feathery, almost butterfly, kisses all over your facial expression then down your neck and chest. I explore your body wanting to osculate, lick, and caress every inch of you. Then I reach your tool. I look at it in marvel. It’s big and heavyset. I start to puzzle out it and you direct me as to how to pleasure your cock. I taste it. I taste the saltiness on the headspring of your cock. It makes my body tremble with want.
He guides my head closer and differentiate me to take his cock into my mouth. It’s so stocky and big but I do it anyway. He slowly begins to fuck my mouth. In and out while I look at you with heart 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 knife delve into my pussy and also his finger. He’s fucking me with your fingers and sucking my clit. Faster and faster, the clash on my clit is overwhelming. It makes me suck you faster also, I feel like my cum’s quick to explode. You feel it too so you work toilsome. I cum and as I do he bites my clit.

“ The purest line, ” He explains. I scream from pleasure and pain. He cums intemperately as you continue to feast on my blood then you cut yourself as close as you can near your cock so that I may swallow your cum then drink your pedigree. The ground handshake. We have completed our union and so the dark world is accepting the new line of sequence. I begin to feel weak. He grabs me and lays me back on the bed.
“ This is the showtime step. Your body is going to shut everything down ; except your unquiet system. This will be abominable. But I’ll be by your side the completely time. ” He gives me a kiss.
“ Mick ? ”
“ Yes, picayune one ? ”
“ I love you. ” And I collapse in his arms.
How long did the pain conclusion ? Hours ? week ? Days ? 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. ”