Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, rickety and wear. I was reading through old classic favorite of mine. I was alone in my subroutine library. I had to keep open pushing my long, cherry red hair out of my typeface. My parents were away for the Night and they simply expected me to be a `` good young woman ''. I had no friends so there was nonentity 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 sleeping accommodation threshold -
Only this, and aught more. '' I ignored it. It might accept simply been one of the maidservant or someone else. I returned to my book.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the black Dec. The number of days dwindling til the date of my seventeenth natal day. I expected nothing special. 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 pitch-dark attire, a terrific man, and a dependable volume. The tapping continued.

'' Sir, '' said I, `` or madam, 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 bedroom door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you '' - here I opened wide the door ;
Darkness there, and zilch more.
'' How odd, '' I mused to myself.

'' My nous is surely playing thaumaturgy on me '' i spoke to the air as I returned to my book. I was soon lost in a fantasy of darkness of the night. Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
'' Surely, '' said I, `` surely that is something at my window wicket :
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my centre be still a here and now and this mystery explore ; -
'Tis the wind and nothing Sir Thomas More. ``

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a toying and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly Clarence Day of yore. I began laughing at myself. I had been frightened of a bird of darkness. A bird as night as my essence, nails, clothes and eyes.

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

He had blackened hairsbreadth that was spiked in the front. His eyes were a ruby red. His skin was wan and flawless. He wore no shirt, revealing a polish, tatooed, bureau. The merely clothing he wore were tight black jeans. He had a rebuff smirk on his boldness. He spoke in a British accent.

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

'' I 'm sorry ? ``

'' You asked of my gens. Nevermore. Tis not my rightful name. My true epithet is my pattern, Corvus corax. Nevermore is simply what i 'm called. And what of you ? What is the name by which you are called ? '' I felt myself falling under his while. He slowly started moving to me. He stood at nearly 6 '' 5'while i was only 5 '' 7'. His middle were aflare with lustfulness. He wanted me in a way that was inhuman. I finally found my articulation and a single word left my lips.

'' rosiness. ``

'' Rose. '' He repeated it. He smiled at me, revealing glistening white fang. 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 final stage 500 age for a girlfriend to call my lover. And now, i finally have. '' He wrapped one arm around my waist and reached down and pressed his mouth firmly against mine. His touch was like ice. I was reluctant. I did n't require to give into him but something inside told me to. He pulled away, giving me that demonic smirk.

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

'' I do n't have it away. I 'm only 16. I have a whole spirit ahead of me. '' He moved over to me and wrapped his implements of war 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 history ? After the commencement 5 years of shift, you continue to maturate like a human being. You have to stave off the sun but the nighttime is full of living. We never die so we can spend timeless existence together. You can deepen into the configuration of your choosing. And the warmth and romance between two lamia is great than any human. The two are bonded right down to their very thought process and tactual sensation. '' Being there, listening to every word. I began to want it more and more. He tilted my question to the the face and brushed away my hair using one fingerbreadth. He began placing pagan buss on my neck. Each one sending electricty through my mineral vein. I could feel my eye pounding against my chest.

'' So ? '' I wanted to say no so badly, but like Eve in the Garden of nirvana, I was too entice and bit the orchard apple tree. I took in a breath and felt the intelligence leave my lips.

'' Yes, i will be yours. Forever and always. '' As quickly as the words left my mouth, I felt his fangs slipperiness painlessly into my venous blood vessel. I felt the blood leaving me and one drop trickled down my thorax. But as I felt the life leaving me, i felt a new life entering me. After a few minute of drunkenness from me, he pulled away. When he did, i felt a fire coursing through my vein. It burned yet felt so wondrous at the Sami time.

'' Do n't occupy, it may hurt a picayune but only slightly. Our venom works quickly and the more than rake we drain, the to a lesser extent sore it is. '' He took a blade from a nearby taable and made a slight prick on his wrist and raised it to my lips.

'' Here, drink. This will also make the venom employment faster and it will bind the two of us together. And it will sustain you until we can hunt. '' I brought the cut right hand to my sass amd began drinking in. His blood tasted so savory yet at the same prison term, so sweet. After letting me drink a few moments, he pulled away. I felt so weak. I started falling and he caught me in his blazonry. The finally matter I saw before I lost conciousness was the bright light of the moon.

I awoke in a few minute 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 chair watching me.

'' goodness, you 're awake. 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 puddle sure you had some profligate. You 're here at my, well now our, home in London. When you passed out I found your way and packed up some of your clothes. '' He gestured towards a couplet bags in the corner. He stood up from his chair and he moved closer to me. He carressed my impertinence with his hand. His icy mite was no longer gone.

'' We are the Same. '' He smiled. He then moved his lips into mine and kissed me ever so gently. He probed his tounge against my lip and I opened to him. He moved his tounge into my mouth and his tounge began exploring every corner of my mouth. I moaned into his mouth as I moved my hand to the vertebral column of his header. He bit down gently on my lip and I could taste bloodline. He moved his tongue 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 feel week at all ? '' I realized I was feeling a niggling woozy.

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

'' Here, drink. You 'll sense 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 blood flowed into my mouth. I remembered how good it had tasted the first base metre we met but now, it was just heavenly. I drank for about 30 seconds 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 lust within me. As I sat there admiring his beautiful dead body, i just wanted him. I removed my top and gave him my most seductive glimpse. He got the steer quickly as he was already removing his jeans and pugilist. Below them was a not even erect 6 column inch long, 2 column inch thick cock. I slowly moved my handwriting to it and began stroking it into hardness. A sound half between a moan 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 room. My boobs were a B-cup but they were still unbendable 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 field breast which he began kneading. He then moved his ither manus to my pass on mammilla which be pinched, making me gasp in bother and pleasance. He gazed into my eyes and smiled.he stood up and removed my skirt and panties and they joined my bra on the floor. 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 kitty. I could feel how wet I was. He started rubbing up and down my slit and every meter he hit my button I gasped.

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

'' This will offend but only for a s. '' I was in such a state of mixed bliss and painfulness i would 've done whatever he said. He gave a intemperate driving force in me and I felt my virginal membrane tear. I cried out but the pain in the ass subsided. He continued thrusting into me. It hurt but at the same time 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 knife thrust. I wrapped my legs around his shank, allowing him further, inscrutable, penetrations. I moved my deal 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 cunt clench around his dick as I climaxed.

'' Oh rose ! '' He cried out, throwing his oral sex back. I felt him bourgeon his cum deep within me. He collapsed against me and we lay there a few moment. He then eased himself from me and I let out a whine. He collapse beside me. I could recite I was bleeding but at the second, I did n't care. He slowly started kneading my titty again. I rolled over and looked into his thick eyes. All I say was love and caring.

'' Come my love, dawn glide slope. '' He scooped me up in his arms and carried me through our new home together and then down some stone footfall. There was a stone sleeping room and in the heart of the sleeping accommodation was a Negroid casket. 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 blazonry and I snuggled against his chest. 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. ''