The clock glowed twelve thirty as Cecelia crawled upon Valentine, feeling the soft brush of the dark red silk sheets beneath her knees. She breathed in his wooden smell as she felt his muscular body beneath her delicate breasts. Her hands roaming, feeling his chest, twining his nipples, and biting his skin. A feverish moan of pleasure rumbled from his lip as he knotted his hands in her long blonde hair, pulling her up to his face. Their eyes lock, his cold blue eyes arresting hers. He pulled her lips to his, feeling her soft, plump lips against his. As the kiss deepened, his tongue dominated hers, tasting and bathing in her sweet flavors. His hands traveled from her hair down to her back, feeling the soft and tender skin. And with a small flick of his wrist, he flipped her on her back. She gasped in surprise, a wide smile wearing her lips. He watched her bite her lip as she craved for more, getting impatient with his teasing. He bent down to her mouth once more, dominating her mouth and body. His hands moving down her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples causing her to moan loudly under his lips. His hands moved further down her body, remembering every curve and turn of her body. He pulled away and looked down at her flushed body with absolute admiration. He slowly inserted himself into her, being gentle and trying not to hurt her. She released a pained gasp that was followed by a loud moan. He began to thrust harder into her core as her back arched. He wrapped his hands behind her back and pulled her closer to him. Her moaning grew louder and quicker, moaning louder with each thrust. He growled with pleasure as he reached his climax and she began to sag as she bypassed hers. She pushed him down on to his back as he began to climax, his nails digging deep into her rear. she opened her eyes and looked down at him, remembering his long black hair, his cold blue eyes gleaming with joy, his heavy black eyebrows that shadowed his eyes, his toned and masculine body.
Perfect, she thought.
He leaned up to her small ear and whispered with tender aggression.
"Mine."
With the last letter on the end of his tongue, he pierced his extended canines into the white skin of her throat. She tried to scream but was quickly hushed before it could escape her lips. He moaned with pleasure as he drank her sweet blood. She began to sag as he released his mouth from her neck, and leaned up to her small ear once more and whispered.
"Forever."
And with a quick snap of her neck, the room began to face into darkness.
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