Choosing Mates

Enjoy. -T

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Choosing Mates

Unconcious...Blinking, he awakens in that dark, damp place.
Blood and torn flesh scents this space.
Vague visions of a life no longer his.
Bound and shackled to the red-streaked wall, inraged, he screams, "What's this?!"

Sick...Tasting, he spits the coppery flavor from his tongue.
Hints of something lovely, he blinks still, oh god his eyes stung.
Pale skin, she walks toward him, hair of night trails lavishly past her breasts.
Grinning, her malicious beauty, her presence speaks of many deaths.

Curious...Wondering, he wants to know why such a flower is surrounded by this dark aura.
Delicate melody slips from her lips, "Don't worry," she smiles again, "I know ya."
Suspicion playing in his eyes, she glides down onto her knees, her nails scrape up his thighs.
Mouth to mouth, a blinding, searing kiss, he open his eyes.

Shocked...Looking, he wants to know how he's gotten to such a desirable room.
White walls, sheets, and a gorgeous bed, only color, in the corner, a blood rose in bloom.
"You'll know this place well," his dark-haired beauty appears.
Tied with silkto the bedpost, "Is that so?" His throat, he clears.

Naked...Smirking, he wants to posess every bit of her lush body.
Fluttering her eyelashes, innocently, "I'm afraid I'll have to be naughty."
"You'll have to be my dark prince," she whispers as she slides her tight, wet pussy down his erection.
They shiver and she says, "You could share my blood-lust infection."

Sweating...Panting, he drives himself deeper, working with the body parts he's permitted to use.
Frustrated that he can't force her to submission he growls, "This should be considered abuse."
"How does it feel to fuck the dead?" She smirked.
Fangs glared in the light, confused, he should've jumped or at least jerked.

Excited...Chuckling, he rips the silk from his wrists and pins her under him.
Pushing in harder, deeper, and faster, she moaned and screamed as he tore skin.
Hair tore through his skin, his body and dick growing huge.
Her eyes grew wide and she squealed, "What are you?"

Horny...Fucking, he laughs as her nails trail blood down his sides.
Her succulent body, he continues to ride.
She orgasms as she sinks her fangs into his shoulder, "What a feast!"
He pants and shudders, "Time for the surprise," her whispers. "How does it feel to fuck a were-beast?"