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?At last I have found you?

He whispered. His breath gentle against her neck, sending shivers down her spine, leaning forward he grabbed a handful of her hair and kissed her, hard and long, his fingers twisting cruelly in her hair.

Pulling away, breathlessly, she stood there, her fingers automatically going to her mouth and tracing her sore and swollen lips where his kiss had left its trace, her eyes meeting with his for the briefest of moments. She turned away, looking back down the darkened alleyway behind her. Who was he? Where had he come from? Why wasn?t she afraid of him? She was finding it difficult to breathe, her breath coming in short, sharp, gasps.

?Who are you??

?Does it matter?? He said, a slight smile playing at the corner of his lips.

She stood there, unable to meet his eyes, feeling his gaze upon her, burning into her very soul, she wanted to turn and run and yet was unable to move, not understanding what was happening and realizing she didn?t want to understand. She was caught in the moment, unable to do anything but stare at the litter strewn street beneath her feet, her heart beating madly.

?Look at me? putting his hand underneath her chin, he tilted her face upwards.

She didn?t want to look at him. She knew the moment she did she would be lost. She tried to resist but it was futile, his will was stronger than her own. Her eyes met his. His eyes were cold, held no warmth for her, yet she couldn?t look away, she was shaking when he eventually pulled her close to him, after spending what seemed like an eternity drowning in his eyes. She gasped and closed her eyes leaning into him as she felt his arms slowly circle her waist, his fingers trailing lazily over the small of her back.

He let her go and held out his hand for her.

?Come? she took his outstretched hand and allowed him to lead her away from the town centre.

?Where are we going??

?Home? he said, without looking at her.

She looked up at him; for the first time taking in his details, he was extremely good looking, long black wavy hair and piercing blue eyes, tall with roguish good looks. He was the type of man that given the right circumstances she would definitely look twice at.

She was afraid, excited and nervous all at the same time; her stomach was doing little somersaults as she was led down unfamiliar roads. At some point reality began to sink in and she wondered what the hell she was doing, letting a complete stranger take her to who knows where and do god knows what to her and she hadn?t even bothered to put up a struggle. There was something familiar about him and she wanted to know more about this dark yet intriguing stranger, even if it might mean her very life. Was she mad? She didn?t care; a little part of her relished her recklessness. She wanted him, the fire inside her getting hotter with every step she took.

He opened the door and led her inside.

?Well here we are, home sweet home?

He said, with a sweeping gesture of his arm. She looked around the flat and shivered; it was dark, dank, cold and had a certain kind of musty smell about it. The furniture was scarce and old, a single bed was against one wall, with peeling pink flowered wallpaper and damp patches on the ceiling, a three legged bedside table sat beside the bed, being supported by a pile of books, an overstuffed armchair in one corner and a worn out coffee table, which had definitely seen better days, was dead centre in the room.

She stood there, in the middle of the room, feeling out of place and not knowing quite what to do with herself; shyness had overtaken her and her throat felt dry and useless, incapable of speech even if she wanted to.

He walked over to her, put his hands on the back of her shoulders and slowly turned her around so that she was facing him; she lowered her eyes, taking in the details of the threadbare carpet, not sure what he expected of her.

?What do you want from me?? she asked, unconsciously twisting her ring around her middle finger, a nervous habit of hers, which she hadn?t quite been able to get out of.

?You?

?Me? Why??

?Because it?s always been you?

?What do you mean? I don?t understand?

You will? he turned, and walked away from her, heading into the kitchen.

?Sit? was his single command from the kitchen; she sat in the overstuffed armchair, her head spinning, she was confused and had no idea what she was doing here. What on earth had possessed her to follow a complete stranger back to his flat?

She glanced at the door, judging the distance and wondering if she had the nerve or strength of will power to make a run for it. Before she had quite made up her mind he came back in the room, with a steaming mug of coffee in his hand.

?Drink this? he handed her the mug and she took a sip, it was good, exactly the way she liked it, she looked up at him, questioning, he laughed and turned away, looking out of the murky window at the darkened streets below.

?I know many things about you?

She was shaking so much it was hard to keep the mug of coffee she still held in her hands still; she tried desperately not to spill the coffee.

?Maybe I owe you an explanation?

?Would be a good start? she said, blowing unconsciously on her coffee to try and cool it down a bit, before she scalded herself with it.

?You have heard of reincarnation right??

?Hasn?t everybody??

?But do you believe it??

?I dunno, never really thought about it? she took another sip of her coffee it was helping her to relax a little bit, she needed to relax.

?Do you think it?s possible for two people to be destined for each other??

?What like fate, or summat??

?Lets try it another way shall we??

She looked at him dumbfounded, not at all sure what he was on about and half convinced he was crazy.

?How old would you say I am?

?I?d say at a guess, mid-thirties?

?Wrong, I am over one hundred years, and have been looking for you for over seventy of them?

She got up to leave, her earlier suspicions proved right, he was crazy. In a flash he was up and blocking her way, pushing her gently but firmly back down into the overstuffed armchair.

?You were taken from me you see, in unfortunate circumstances. Without you I only existed, my joy in life had gone, my nights were spent in a drunken blur, then one night as I was staggering home I met this stranger, he offered me back my life and a chance to find you again?

She sat there staring at him, for once in her life at a loss for words.

?Quite simple really, all I had to do was drink his blood and he mine?

?I really think I should go now? but she made no attempt at moving, just sat there, turning her now empty mug of coffee around in her hands.

?Why did you come with me tonight??

?I don?t know why?

?You see! Your heart knows me, even if you do not?

?This is bullshit and you know it!? She looked away out of the window; she had to get away from here but how? She was trapped; there was no way out.

?Why didn?t you put up a struggle? Tell me! You could have just turned around and run, yet you came!?

?I was unable too, are you happy now? Something was pulling me towards you and it was stronger than my desire to flee?

?So you do feel it too??

?No? was all she could manage, her voice no more than a whisper.

?What did you feel when I kissed you??

She looked away, tired of his questions, she didn?t want to answer them, she knew that if she looked deep enough inside herself she would find that what he was saying was true, her heart did know him and it was crazy but she couldn?t deny the strange magnetic pull she felt towards him, had felt it since their very first kiss.

?Would you like me to kiss you again??

?I?.don?t know, maybe??yes?

Taking the coffee cup from out of her hands and taking her face in both of his he roughly kissed her, biting at her lips, bruising her, drawing blood, tasting her, marking her as his.

She closed her eyes and let his kiss take over her senses, arching her back, leaning into him, offering herself more fully to him, nipples erect, the fire within her turning into an inferno, needing the sweet surrender of release. No longer certain about who she was or where she was but nothing mattered, only the kiss fueling her desire mattered and him. She wanted him with a hunger she hadn?t felt before. Sensing her weakness he stopped kissing her, she looked up at him breathless, a trickle of blood running down her chin, her need and want clearly visible in her eyes. Grasping her firmly by the hand he led her over to the bed, forcing her shoulders down on the bed and parting her thighs a little. She laid there looking up at him, her body shaking with need, she knew she was wet, knew he could see the little damp patch showing on her panties between her legs but she made no move to close her legs, knowing at that minute she would do anything he asked, she closed her eyes letting her primal instincts lead her into unknown territory. Looking down at her blatant display of wantonness he smiled as he took off his shirt.

?Now do you believe??

?Yes?

?Will you be mine??

?Yes?

?Will you share this life with me??

?Yes?

Reaching down and opening the bedside cabinet he took out the small gilded dagger, drawing it slowly across his chest a thin red line began to appear, she watched mesmerized as the blood, his blood, began to run freely down his chest.

In a daze, she sat up slowly and managed to shuffle her way across the bed to where he stood waiting, folding her knees underneath her she knelt before him, her hands grasping his hips, she looked up at him, meeting his eyes, as though seeking permission. Looking down at her he placed his hands on her head, stroking her long, dark mane of hair, gently guiding her head to his chest.

?Drink?

Tentatively she snaked her tongue across his chest, sucking occasionally at the open wound, not taking her eyes away from his, her movements becoming frenzied. She closed her eyes, unable to focus any longer and dug her nails deep into his hips, sucking and licking frantically, unable to get enough, wanting more of what he had to offer her, her body needing more, her senses more alive than they had ever been, her body reacting in a way that surprised even her, she wanted him desperately inside her, needed her to take her, make her his. Groaning he tilted his head back and tightened his grip on her hair.

?Enough?

He moved his head away from his chest. She felt lost, bereft, as though he had suddenly taken away a part of her.

?My turn lay back on the bed?

Still in a daze and not thinking clearly she lay back on the bed, not able to take her eyes away from his.

?Unbutton your blouse?

With shaking fingers she started to unbutton her blouse, knowing she wasn?t wearing a bra underneath. Feeling the cold air brushing against her naked skin, she gently parted her blouse, giving him the perfect view of her erect nipples and small but firm breasts. Keeping her arms obediently by her side so as not to obstruct his view she waited with bated breath for his next instruction. He stood looking down at her a few moments, taking in the sight, before reaching out and gently running a forefinger over each nipple, she shuddered, arching her body towards him, offering him her breasts. He took her up on her invitation and cruelly pinched her nipples between thumb and forefinger, making her cry out but still not pulling away from his caress. Bending his head, he gently took her left nipple in his mouth, sucking and pulling on it with his mouth, clamping his teeth around her nipple, he firmly started to bite down, grabbing a handful of bed spread, her knuckles turning white, she surrendered to his will, she was his, every fiber of her body was screaming out to be used by him, in whichever way he wanted to use her, she wanted him to possess her totally, until there was nothing of herself left, only him. Lifting his head away from her breasts, his eyes met hers and she knew in that instant she was lost, she?d do anything for him and go anywhere with him.

?Remove your skirt and panties, spread your legs?

She nearly collapsed back down on the bed when she tried to stand; her legs were shaking so much. He came and stood behind her, supporting her, as she pulled her skirt down her shapely thighs and removed her panties. She stood there naked and shaking; while he had his arm snaked about her waist helping her to stay upright.

?Back on the bed, legs spread; I want to see you, all of you. You are to hide nothing from me?

Lying back down on the bed, glad that she no longer had to try to stand, she spread her legs for him, blushing slightly at the thought of opening herself up so freely to somebody she only met a few hours ago. He stood there looking down on her body, for what seemed to her forever, she could feel her juices running freely down her legs and knew how turned on she was.

?Spread your pussy lips for me?

Moving her hands down between her legs, she grabbed each side of her pussy and opened herself up wide, more open than any man had ever seen her and closed her eyes as she felt his gaze move and linger on her glistening pussy. She jumped when an exploratory finger began to probe deep inside her but still managed to hold position, wanting more than anything to please him, wanting to give herself to him, all of her and hold nothing back. Two fingers now were gently rocking back and forth inside her, she could feel herself responding to the movement of his fingers, thrusting her body up to meet the thrust of his fingers, she heard him chuckle and then he removed his fingers, wiping her own juices onto her thighs. She couldn?t hold back a disappointed moan; she so desperately wanted to come, she didn?t care how.

?Patience, my little one, patience?

She could feel him taking position between her open legs, feel his hot breath on her pussy, she couldn?t help but thrust her hot and aching pussy up to meet his waiting mouth, opening her legs as wide as she could get them, spreading her pussy lips further apart for him, silently begging him to let her come. She felt his mouth cover her clitoris and she almost passed out, the pleasure was so intense.

?Do not come yet, wait for me?

Holding her clitoris between his teeth he gently but forcefully began tugging on it. Her breathing was becoming heavier, her whole focus was on her pussy and she so desperately needed to come, only just managing to hold it back for him. His mouth left her pussy and she nearly cried out until she felt him at her entrance, with one single thrust he was all the way in to the hilt, as deep in her as he could possibly get. Taking a handful of her hair, he yanked her head to the side, exposing the vein in her neck, she wrapped her arms around him as she felt his teeth sinking into her neck and he began to suck, she held onto him as though her life depended on it. She could hear her heart beating a steady rhythm, getting slower and slower the more he took from her. He held her tightly as he sucked thirstily at her neck and pounded into her pussy with his cock. She couldn?t hold back any longer, she came, with a soul shattering scream, every muscle in her body tense and quivering with pure sexual release. She was floating away on a sea of bliss, blackness was threatening to enfold her but she still held onto him, could still feel his thrusts inside her. She felt him explode, felt him tense and heard his groans as he came startling quick deep in her pussy, she held onto him tighter, encouraging him to fill her deeper.

She felt him pulling away from her and fought to keep him with her.

?No, you have had enough, you must rest now?

She could hear the words but they seemed to be coming from a long way off, sleep was threatening to take her and she felt herself surrendering to its quiet lull.

?You are mine!? It wasn?t a question but a statement.

?Yes?

He traced the outline of her face gently with his fingertips, looking down at her.

?Sleep now?

She slept curled around his body, her hand in his and a smile on her face, safe in the knowledge that she was his and always would be.

?Kerry Holmes 2006

Dark Kiss

?At last I have found you?

He whispered. His breath gentle against her neck, sending shivers down her spine, leaning forward he grabbed a handful of her hair and kissed her, hard and long, his fingers twisting cruelly in her hair.

Pulling away, breathlessly, she stood there, her fingers automatically going to her mouth and tracing her sore and swollen lips where his kiss had left its trace, her eyes meeting with his for the briefest of moments. She turned away, looking back down the darkened alleyway behind her. Who was he? Where had he come from? Why wasn?t she afraid of him? She was finding it difficult to breathe, her breath coming in short, sharp, gasps.

?Who are you??

?Does it matter?? He said, a slight smile playing at the corner of his lips.

She stood there, unable to meet his eyes, feeling his gaze upon her, burning into her very soul, she wanted to turn and run and yet was unable to move, not understanding what was happening and realizing she didn?t want to understand. She was caught in the moment, unable to do anything but stare at the litter strewn street beneath her feet, her heart beating madly.

?Look at me? putting his hand underneath her chin, he tilted her face upwards.

She didn?t want to look at him. She knew the moment she did she would be lost. She tried to resist but it was futile, his will was stronger than her own. Her eyes met his. His eyes were cold, held no warmth for her, yet she couldn?t look away, she was shaking when he eventually pulled her close to him, after spending what seemed like an eternity drowning in his eyes. She gasped and closed her eyes leaning into him as she felt his arms slowly circle her waist, his fingers trailing lazily over the small of her back.

He let her go and held out his hand for her.

?Come? she took his outstretched hand and allowed him to lead her away from the town centre.

?Where are we going??

?Home? he said, without looking at her.

She looked up at him; for the first time taking in his details, he was extremely good looking, long black wavy hair and piercing blue eyes, tall with roguish good looks. He was the type of man that given the right circumstances she would definitely look twice at.

She was afraid, excited and nervous all at the same time; her stomach was doing little somersaults as she was led down unfamiliar roads. At some point reality began to sink in and she wondered what the hell she was doing, letting a complete stranger take her to who knows where and do god knows what to her and she hadn?t even bothered to put up a struggle. There was something familiar about him and she wanted to know more about this dark yet intriguing stranger, even if it might mean her very life. Was she mad? She didn?t care; a little part of her relished her recklessness. She wanted him, the fire inside her getting hotter with every step she took.

He opened the door and led her inside.

?Well here we are, home sweet home?

He said, with a sweeping gesture of his arm. She looked around the flat and shivered; it was dark, dank, cold and had a certain kind of musty smell about it. The furniture was scarce and old, a single bed was against one wall, with peeling pink flowered wallpaper and damp patches on the ceiling, a three legged bedside table sat beside the bed, being supported by a pile of books, an overstuffed armchair in one corner and a worn out coffee table, which had definitely seen better days, was dead centre in the room.

She stood there, in the middle of the room, feeling out of place and not knowing quite what to do with herself; shyness had overtaken her and her throat felt dry and useless, incapable of speech even if she wanted to.

He walked over to her, put his hands on the back of her shoulders and slowly turned her around so that she was facing him; she lowered her eyes, taking in the details of the threadbare carpet, not sure what he expected of her.

?What do you want from me?? she asked, unconsciously twisting her ring around her middle finger, a nervous habit of hers, which she hadn?t quite been able to get out of.

?You?

?Me? Why??

?Because it?s always been you?

?What do you mean? I don?t understand?

You will? he turned, and walked away from her, heading into the kitchen.

?Sit? was his single command from the kitchen; she sat in the overstuffed armchair, her head spinning, she was confused and had no idea what she was doing here. What on earth had possessed her to follow a complete stranger back to his flat?

She glanced at the door, judging the distance and wondering if she had the nerve or strength of will power to make a run for it. Before she had quite made up her mind he came back in the room, with a steaming mug of coffee in his hand.

?Drink this? he handed her the mug and she took a sip, it was good, exactly the way she liked it, she looked up at him, questioning, he laughed and turned away, looking out of the murky window at the darkened streets below.

?I know many things about you?

She was shaking so much it was hard to keep the mug of coffee she still held in her hands still; she tried desperately not to spill the coffee.

?Maybe I owe you an explanation?

?Would be a good start? she said, blowing unconsciously on her coffee to try and cool it down a bit, before she scalded herself with it.

?You have heard of reincarnation right??

?Hasn?t everybody??

?But do you believe it??

?I dunno, never really thought about it? she took another sip of her coffee it was helping her to relax a little bit, she needed to relax.

?Do you think it?s possible for two people to be destined for each other??

?What like fate, or summat??

?Lets try it another way shall we??

She looked at him dumbfounded, not at all sure what he was on about and half convinced he was crazy.

?How old would you say I am?

?I?d say at a guess, mid-thirties?

?Wrong, I am over one hundred years, and have been looking for you for over seventy of them?

She got up to leave, her earlier suspicions proved right, he was crazy. In a flash he was up and blocking her way, pushing her gently but firmly back down into the overstuffed armchair.

?You were taken from me you see, in unfortunate circumstances. Without you I only existed, my joy in life had gone, my nights were spent in a drunken blur, then one night as I was staggering home I met this stranger, he offered me back my life and a chance to find you again?

She sat there staring at him, for once in her life at a loss for words.

?Quite simple really, all I had to do was drink his blood and he mine?

?I really think I should go now? but she made no attempt at moving, just sat there, turning her now empty mug of coffee around in her hands.

?Why did you come with me tonight??

?I don?t know why?

?You see! Your heart knows me, even if you do not?

?This is bullshit and you know it!? She looked away out of the window; she had to get away from here but how? She was trapped; there was no way out.

?Why didn?t you put up a struggle? Tell me! You could have just turned around and run, yet you came!?

?I was unable too, are you happy now? Something was pulling me towards you and it was stronger than my desire to flee?

?So you do feel it too??

?No? was all she could manage, her voice no more than a whisper.

?What did you feel when I kissed you??

She looked away, tired of his questions, she didn?t want to answer them, she knew that if she looked deep enough inside herself she would find that what he was saying was true, her heart did know him and it was crazy but she couldn?t deny the strange magnetic pull she felt towards him, had felt it since their very first kiss.

?Would you like me to kiss you again??

?I?.don?t know, maybe??yes?

Taking the coffee cup from out of her hands and taking her face in both of his he roughly kissed her, biting at her lips, bruising her, drawing blood, tasting her, marking her as his.

She closed her eyes and let his kiss take over her senses, arching her back, leaning into him, offering herself more fully to him, nipples erect, the fire within her turning into an inferno, needing the sweet surrender of release. No longer certain about who she was or where she was but nothing mattered, only the kiss fueling her desire mattered and him. She wanted him with a hunger she hadn?t felt before. Sensing her weakness he stopped kissing her, she looked up at him breathless, a trickle of blood running down her chin, her need and want clearly visible in her eyes. Grasping her firmly by the hand he led her over to the bed, forcing her shoulders down on the bed and parting her thighs a little. She laid there looking up at him, her body shaking with need, she knew she was wet, knew he could see the little damp patch showing on her panties between her legs but she made no move to close her legs, knowing at that minute she would do anything he asked, she closed her eyes letting her primal instincts lead her into unknown territory. Looking down at her blatant display of wantonness he smiled as he took off his shirt.

?Now do you believe??

?Yes?

?Will you be mine??

?Yes?

?Will you share this life with me??

?Yes?

Reaching down and opening the bedside cabinet he took out the small gilded dagger, drawing it slowly across his chest a thin red line began to appear, she watched mesmerized as the blood, his blood, began to run freely down his chest.

In a daze, she sat up slowly and managed to shuffle her way across the bed to where he stood waiting, folding her knees underneath her she knelt before him, her hands grasping his hips, she looked up at him, meeting his eyes, as though seeking permission. Looking down at her he placed his hands on her head, stroking her long, dark mane of hair, gently guiding her head to his chest.

?Drink?

Tentatively she snaked her tongue across his chest, sucking occasionally at the open wound, not taking her eyes away from his, her movements becoming frenzied. She closed her eyes, unable to focus any longer and dug her nails deep into his hips, sucking and licking frantically, unable to get enough, wanting more of what he had to offer her, her body needing more, her senses more alive than they had ever been, her body reacting in a way that surprised even her, she wanted him desperately inside her, needed her to take her, make her his. Groaning he tilted his head back and tightened his grip on her hair.

?Enough?

He moved his head away from his chest. She felt lost, bereft, as though he had suddenly taken away a part of her.

?My turn lay back on the bed?

Still in a daze and not thinking clearly she lay back on the bed, not able to take her eyes away from his.

?Unbutton your blouse?

With shaking fingers she started to unbutton her blouse, knowing she wasn?t wearing a bra underneath. Feeling the cold air brushing against her naked skin, she gently parted her blouse, giving him the perfect view of her erect nipples and small but firm breasts. Keeping her arms obediently by her side so as not to obstruct his view she waited with bated breath for his next instruction. He stood looking down at her a few moments, taking in the sight, before reaching out and gently running a forefinger over each nipple, she shuddered, arching her body towards him, offering him her breasts. He took her up on her invitation and cruelly pinched her nipples between thumb and forefinger, making her cry out but still not pulling away from his caress. Bending his head, he gently took her left nipple in his mouth, sucking and pulling on it with his mouth, clamping his teeth around her nipple, he firmly started to bite down, grabbing a handful of bed spread, her knuckles turning white, she surrendered to his will, she was his, every fiber of her body was screaming out to be used by him, in whichever way he wanted to use her, she wanted him to possess her totally, until there was nothing of herself left, only him. Lifting his head away from her breasts, his eyes met hers and she knew in that instant she was lost, she?d do anything for him and go anywhere with him.

?Remove your skirt and panties, spread your legs?

She nearly collapsed back down on the bed when she tried to stand; her legs were shaking so much. He came and stood behind her, supporting her, as she pulled her skirt down her shapely thighs and removed her panties. She stood there naked and shaking; while he had his arm snaked about her waist helping her to stay upright.

?Back on the bed, legs spread; I want to see you, all of you. You are to hide nothing from me?

Lying back down on the bed, glad that she no longer had to try to stand, she spread her legs for him, blushing slightly at the thought of opening herself up so freely to somebody she only met a few hours ago. He stood there looking down on her body, for what seemed to her forever, she could feel her juices running freely down her legs and knew how turned on she was.

?Spread your pussy lips for me?

Moving her hands down between her legs, she grabbed each side of her pussy and opened herself up wide, more open than any man had ever seen her and closed her eyes as she felt his gaze move and linger on her glistening pussy. She jumped when an exploratory finger began to probe deep inside her but still managed to hold position, wanting more than anything to please him, wanting to give herself to him, all of her and hold nothing back. Two fingers now were gently rocking back and forth inside her, she could feel herself responding to the movement of his fingers, thrusting her body up to meet the thrust of his fingers, she heard him chuckle and then he removed his fingers, wiping her own juices onto her thighs. She couldn?t hold back a disappointed moan; she so desperately wanted to come, she didn?t care how.

?Patience, my little one, patience?

She could feel him taking position between her open legs, feel his hot breath on her pussy, she couldn?t help but thrust her hot and aching pussy up to meet his waiting mouth, opening her legs as wide as she could get them, spreading her pussy lips further apart for him, silently begging him to let her come. She felt his mouth cover her clitoris and she almost passed out, the pleasure was so intense.

?Do not come yet, wait for me?

Holding her clitoris between his teeth he gently but forcefully began tugging on it. Her breathing was becoming heavier, her whole focus was on her pussy and she so desperately needed to come, only just managing to hold it back for him. His mouth left her pussy and she nearly cried out until she felt him at her entrance, with one single thrust he was all the way in to the hilt, as deep in her as he could possibly get. Taking a handful of her hair, he yanked her head to the side, exposing the vein in her neck, she wrapped her arms around him as she felt his teeth sinking into her neck and he began to suck, she held onto him as though her life depended on it. She could hear her heart beating a steady rhythm, getting slower and slower the more he took from her. He held her tightly as he sucked thirstily at her neck and pounded into her pussy with his cock. She couldn?t hold back any longer, she came, with a soul shattering scream, every muscle in her body tense and quivering with pure sexual release. She was floating away on a sea of bliss, blackness was threatening to enfold her but she still held onto him, could still feel his thrusts inside her. She felt him explode, felt him tense and heard his groans as he came startling quick deep in her pussy, she held onto him tighter, encouraging him to fill her deeper.

She felt him pulling away from her and fought to keep him with her.

?No, you have had enough, you must rest now?

She could hear the words but they seemed to be coming from a long way off, sleep was threatening to take her and she felt herself surrendering to its quiet lull.

?You are mine!? It wasn?t a question but a statement.

?Yes?

He traced the outline of her face gently with his fingertips, looking down at her.

?Sleep now?

She slept curled around his body, her hand in his and a smile on her face, safe in the knowledge that she was his and always would be.

?Kerry Holmes 2006

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Steve's alarm went off at 7:00 on Saturday. It was unusual for him to get up earlier than 9:00 on the weekend, but he had signed up to teach English to immigrants at the library once a month and today was his first day. He rolled out of bed, checked his email. Nothing yet. A shower and breakfast and he was on the road. Thirty minutes later and he was helping a group of three elderly Indian ladies learn the days of the week in English. "Sunday," they repeated after him, "Monday, Tuesday,...

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Steve came home from a sociology class to a general uproar Friday afternoon. "Have you heard about it?" Justin said as Steve put down his backpack. "What? Did someone run us out of milk again?" Steve joked. "Just read this," Anthony ordered. "Read it off my screen." The email had been sent anonymously, but specifically to the guys that shared the house- Steve, Anthony, Gabe, Justin, and Dieter. Steve read with mounting astonishment. ---- You guys have really gotten our attention. We're a...

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Ghaziabad Ke Kisse

Hello dosto mere naam harsh hai. And dost mujhe pyar se sunny bolate hai. Ab dost to dost saale hamesa chudai ki baatain hi karte hai. Ab hum kon sa sarif hai. Hame bhi 6.5 ince ke lund par naz hai jo sala bada hi shakt hai. Kitni hi ladkiyo ne ishe comments kiye ki tumhara lund bada hi mast hai. Par ab baat mere sab se recently incident ki hai. Mai ghaziabad se ho or delhi c.P mai ak achi job bhi karta ho. Meri gym body kafi ladkiyo or auntyo ko attract karti hai.. Or fir hum bhi thakur chudai...

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This is a continuing story that begins with ‘Darkroom – Monday.’ —- Steve arrived at the mall about half an hour after it opened. Monday hadn’t told him what time to be there, and he didn’t feel like waiting. She had said she was going to break the rules, and he fervently hoped she wanted to break them thoroughly. He was skipping his physics class for this meeting. The massage kiosk was near one of the ends of the mall. Steve had always wondered who would want to get a massage with all those...

Darkroom Wednesday

This is a continuing story that begins with "Darkroom - Monday."----Steve arrived at the mall about half an hour after it opened. Monday hadn't told him what time to be there, and he didn't feel like waiting. She had said she was going to break the rules, and he fervently hoped she wanted to break them thoroughly. He was skipping his physics class for this meeting. The massage kiosk was near one of the ends of the mall. Steve had always wondered who would want to get a massage with all those...

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DarkFyre Chapter Seventeen

DarkFyre Chapter Seventeen The bear pelt was heavy and warm. Strange, to think that the pelt and meat were keeping them alive and comfortable after the bear had nearly killed him. There was a sort of grim irony in that, he supposed, but it was lost in the relief of being alive, the exhaustion of his ordeal, and the wonder of the woman in his arms. Rael stared down at Silmaria. She slept for now, a deep, peaceful sleep with her face pressed to his solid chest, one small hand resting on his...

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Darkness1

“Is my Beast resting, dreaming of dark desires for his prey? Are your dreams: taunting, teasing, mocking you?” Anna walks through the darkness, barefoot on soft earth. “I whisper your name ‘Allan’, from a distance. The faint smell of Anna’s heat drifts through the air. The scent stirs and hunger, that can’t be sated. “you feel me. My breath on your skin. You can’t find me. You know I’m here. You’re searching. Your body is cold, it aches” Alone in the darkness stands Allan the Beast....

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a slave I still feel like a queen. I sense your eyes on my naked breasts, especially those areas that seem to be painted in the darker chocolate hue that accentuates my areolas. You love to try and get your mouth around it all. From there your eyes travel down my voluptuous chocolate body, over my flat stomach with the butterfly tattoo, to the kinky blackness of my sex; and further on to my softly sculpted things and long legs. I have been waiting for hours. You woke me this morning by sticking...

DarkFyre Chapter Twenty

Silmaria’s heart beat violently, thudding unpleasantly in her breast. As the men stepped into their small camp she swallowed and fought to ignore the rising tide of panic threatening to drown her entirely. There were half a dozen of them, all armed and stepping with the confident, easy swagger of men who were comfortably acquainted with a great many kinds of violence. Dark eyes roved over her. She saw a flare of desire here, a glint of lewd interest there. Mostly, they looked curious, and...

DarkFyre Chapter One

Her eyes slowly opened, brilliant green wide eyes the color of emeralds or the green, green grass that grew in the gardens during the all too brief months of spring and summer. They were slitted. Like a cats, people would always say. Even after all this time, she couldn’t help roll her eyes when someone said that. It was so… cliché. Obvious. Obvious or not, it was still pretty accurate. Like a cats, Silmaria’s eyes were slitted, sure. They also saw incredibly well in the dark. The room was...

DarkFyre Chapter Thirteen

The mild weather snuck away in the night, setting the stage for their departure, to be a much more bitterly cold and uncomfortable affair. After sundown the temperature dropped until snow fell in a scintillating curtain of white, crystal-soft flakes. They danced along the wind, dazzling and fleeting in the moonlight as they did somersaults and dizzying spiral dives before collecting in a graceless mass grave all along the docks, their frantic, joyful celebration of cold and movement and life...

DarkFyre Chapter Five

Silmaria was on her hands and knees in the drawing room on the west side of the Manor, scrubbing at the wooden floor with a soapy rag. She was not particularly in the best of moods, some idiot had tracked dirt into the room, which was made all the worse by the fact that no one ought to really have been in here in the first place. Of course, given how downhill the upkeep of IronWing Manor was these days, it wasn’t even noticed or addressed until several days later, when she got to be the lucky...

DarkFyre Chapter Three

Master Edwin IronWing’s study smelled of oak and wood polish, and leather and old vellum. It was a spacious, open room. A huge window took up the north-facing wall, staring out over the planting fields to the north. In the distance the DrakeSpine Mountains set a breathtaking backdrop, with the crags stretching higher and higher, huge and ancient and enduring. Sitting at the foot of the window was a large lacquered desk of solid oak. The surface was cleaned and lovingly polished until it...

DarkFyre Chapter Four

Rael still wasn’t sure he was making the right choice. He was torn between feeling he was abandoning his duty and honor, and the certainty that remaining here at the war camp meant it was only a matter of time before another assassination attempt came. He was no coward, to run from death. Yet at the same time, neither was he a fool. The unusual methods taken against him left him certain that he was dealing with no ordinary assassins, and that his chances of surviving another attempt were grim...

DarkFyre Chapter Two

‘If ye can spare a moment, Milord, I’m ready to report.’ Rael looked up from a map covering the huge pinewood table in his tent. A variety of similar maps and charts were arrayed on the table and rolled into tubes propped against the desk. There were writing supplies and a sheaf of fresh paper at the Knight Captain’s elbow. StoneFingers was standing at the flap of Rael’s tent. The Dwarf looked like many of his brothers, short and stout, built like an anvil and twice as hard, with a short,...

DarkFyre Chapter Nine

A light knock sounded on his door the next morning. Setting aside the remnants of his breakfast, Rael wiped his mouth before rising and answering the knock, half expecting it to be Silmaria. Selm stood on the other side of the door instead. His Halfling advisor bowed low. “Apologies for disturbing your breakfast, Milord.” “It’s all right, Selm. No harm done. How can I help you?” “Milord, I believe we’ve found something that needs your attention.” Rael arched a curious brow. “What could need...

DarkFyre Chapter Nineteen

Never had the sun shone so bright and warming north of The Teeth before spring had even come. The breeze was chilling and sharp as it rolled off the mountains and swirled along the rise and fall of the open hilly country, but next to a lifetime of winters in the North, the breeze here was but a refreshingly cool caress. The wind touched everything. It combed through the flat plains to the south, teasing patterns from the high, dense grasses. Ripples and waves, and the constant, minute...

DarkFyre Chapter Sixteen

The darkness of the cave was broken only by the small, flickering flames of Rael’s makeshift torch. It had spun off into the corner during the struggle with the bear and there it sat, dying. The flame was weak and feeble, yet it would not go out fully. It swirled, sputtering and pitiful, but it clung stubbornly to the torch and sent a tracery of shadows to sprawl in shapes and flittering figures grand and small along the icy stone walls. The shadows were dramas and tales and romantic battles,...

DarkFyre Chapter Twelve

The next morning was mild, if not as clear and sunny as the day before. Clouds hung in a haze over the sky, drab and dreary and promising cold and snow to come, but all in all it was a favorable day for the middle of a Dale winter. Rael was sitting against a wall in an alley mouth, studying the grand building across the street. He was on the opposite end of Trelling’s Rest, right in the heart of the Palace District, watching the Hall of Valor, home and seat of power for the Knight Brotherhood...

DarkFyre Chapter Fourteen

The wilds of DarkFyre Dale were a raw, wretched place, and never more so than in the grip of winter. For the first few days they traveled mostly through the open, sweeping meadows and plains of the western highlands. During the all too brief summer months the highlands were an entirely different place characterized by tall, lush green grasses swaying in the cool wind, speckled with notes of color from wildflowers. They teamed with small, secret life. Bees buzzing, drone-like and purposeful,...

DarkFyre Prologue

Rain fell in a sporadic icy deluge. No true storm, it was nonetheless a persistent enough spattering of ice and water to make the battleground a wet, slushy mess of melting ice, frigid wind, and watered down puddles of mud and fresh blood steaming in the dawning light. It was miserable conditions, even for the already miserable enterprise of war waging. But if the barbaric Haruke cared at all, they gave no sign. The warriors were far from the plains of their people, having journeyed east and...

DarkFyre Chapter Ten

Wordless, Silmaria burst into motion, springing forward to dash down to her burning home. Or tried to, at least. Before she’d gone two strides, Lord Rael’s hand shot out and grabbed her by the wrist in a grip like steel. He yanked her back toward him and growled softly into her ear, “Don’t be a fool. We don’t know what’s down there. Follow me and stay quiet! Keep low.” Though it galled her to be slow at all right then, Silmaria gave a reluctant nod and followed her Lord’s lead. Rael took...

DarkFyre Chapter Eight

When Silmaria came back to herself she was lying on a soft, large, comfortable bed. A bed that size should have been draped in silks and finery, but instead was covered in simple, practical sheets of cotton and a heavy, warm wool comforter. The glow of a fire and a number of candles cast shifting shadows and orange light against the ceiling and walls. Silmaria fought not to panic, she had no idea where she was. The Gnari girl sat up to get a better view of the room. It was a simple and...

DarkFyre Chapter Eighteen

DarkFyre Chapter Eighteen The next day, Rael was a busy man. Silmaria sat back and watched him with a sort of amused fascination. After a long night of rest, Rael was renewed and overflowing with energy and robust health. They’d discussed with disappointment how much of the bear meat was going to go to waste as its spoiling became eminent, but Rael gave a good effort at consuming as much of it as possible that morning. Silmaria was shocked and very nearly appalled, and couldn’t quite keep...

DarkFyre Chapter Seven

The shop was claustrophobic. Despite the blustery cold outside, the room was oppressively hot. Four sooty wall sconces cast off a weak glow. The rest of the light came from two stone hearths in opposite corners of the room banked high with logs, radiating uncomfortable warmth. Several braziers were set around the room, adding to the heat. They threw off a heavy shroud of incense and scented smoke, cloyingly sweet. Behind the sweetness of the incense lingered a pervasive mustiness, the smell of...

DarkFyre Chapter Six

Rael sat at the long, ornate dinner table in the main dining hall with his long legs stretched out before him, leaning back in his chair as he rolled a small apple around in his hand. Selm, his whiskers newly trimmed and looking determined, watched him quietly, waiting for the young Nobleman to speak. The Knight had fully expected to have some distractions when he arrived home. He hadn’t been to IronWing Manor in a long time, and so much was left undone from his father’s death. He’d even found...

DarkFyre Chapter Fifteen

DarkFyre Chapter Fifteen The next day was lost to the blizzard. They spent the better part of it huddled together in their blankets, pressed in close, as near to their small fire as they dared. The stone cliff was a forbidding face of rock and ice, and even with the nearby fire, the ice held strong, glittering with stubborn beauty in the firelight. The blizzard outside was a wild, angry thing. The winds were a deep, soulful wail echoing through the canyons of the mountains. Very briefly, Rael...

DarkFyre Chapter Eleven

In the late morning hours the sun shone bright and glorious on Trelling’s Rest. The overcast clouds of yesterday’s snowfall had fled in the face of a clear and temperate day, the sort of mild and cheerful day DarkFyre Dale rarely saw this deep into winter. The snow underfoot gleamed pristine white under the sunshine, a blanket of innocence and purity cast over the countryside, a beautiful thing to behold. The Bear’s Maw was Trelling’s Rest’s main gate and the site of the majority of traffic in...

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A dark savage fantasy world, where the world faces it's ruination at the hands of demons and old dark gods. A world where might makes right and the strong prey on the weak. The sun hangs large and blood red in a sickly yellow sky. The land slowly turns to dust, life and vegetation growing sickly and weak. Monsters prowl the wilds, twisted and deformed, attacking travelers and towns. At the center of this world sits the Hellmouth and the great city that surrounds it, keeping the wilder demons...

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You look up at the looming structure of the Darktail Academy, the school in which you will be enrolled for the remainder of your demon adolescence. Your tail flickers in excitement, you've heard tales of Darktail from your friends and older sister before. It was the perfect place for a budding demon; deception, fighting skills, magic, and much more were taught here at the highest level, it was also the perfect place to get your cock wet. You grin, your days as an imp are over, years of torment...

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This story is loosely based on the PC game Darklands, released in 1992. It's Europe in the year 1400, and you're an adventurer, or a party of adventurers, out to fulfill a personal quest or simply seeking fame and fortune. You may choose to make a name for yourself in any number of ways, for good or for evil. 15th century Europe is fraught with dangers, God and His saints can intervene in the lives of mortals in dramatic ways, alchemy is real and heresy and witchcraft lurk around every corner....

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Morrigan smiled at Lilith, who was enjoying her new freedom, granted to her by the most unusual of events, which capped off a wonderful series of encounters with people that she'd not even known had existed, and now they thought about their future. "So, What are you thinking?" Morrigan asked, as she noticed Lilith going through a album of pictures taken during her journeys through the multiverses. "If I was able to do my own seducing then, I can see a good few souls that cry out for my...

DarkFyre Chapter TwentyThree

Even as the evening crept on the heat was palpable, a smothering blanket of energy sapping misery, dry and acrid. The only reprieve from the heat was the caress of the wind sweeping down the crags and valleys and rock formations, swirling along the brief stretches of flatlands that reached out between the red stones, or whipping along jagged, flinty corners of standing stones, clustered cliffs, and miniature mountains. The wind whistled a plaintive lament through the land’s many cracks and...

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DarkFyre Chapter TwentyTwo

The inn’s stillness and quiet was unnerving, the blackness of the halls and common room below an ominous contrast to the noise and bustle and light that should have been coming from downstairs this early into the night, just a few bare hours after sundown. Even with the flickering light of the candles at their bedside, the dark outside their room was so complete it left even her sharp eyes momentarily unable to pierce the gloom. The smell told her the danger first. Silmaria took a deep breath,...

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DarkFyre Chapter Twenty One

DarkFyre Chapter Twenty-One Rael sank back into the large brass tub sitting in the middle of their room. The room’s furnishings were modest, but the bed was large enough for them both to settle into comfortably as long as Silmaria curled in tightly to him, and the room was clean and tidy. The bedding was simple cotton spun, with a thick wool cover and soft, fresh straw stuffed into the mattress. There was a small ash wood table and two small chairs set under a shuttered window. A patterned rug...

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DarkFyre Chapter Twenty

Silmaria’s heart beat violently, thudding unpleasantly in her breast. As the men stepped into their small camp she swallowed and fought to ignore the rising tide of panic threatening to drown her entirely. There were half a dozen of them, all armed and stepping with the confident, easy swagger of men who were comfortably acquainted with a great many kinds of violence. Dark eyes roved over her. She saw a flare of desire here, a glint of lewd interest there. Mostly, they looked curious, and...

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DarkFyre Chapter Seventeen

DarkFyre Chapter Seventeen The bear pelt was heavy and warm. Strange, to think that the pelt and meat were keeping them alive and comfortable after the bear had nearly killed him. There was a sort of grim irony in that, he supposed, but it was lost in the relief of being alive, the exhaustion of his ordeal, and the wonder of the woman in his arms. Rael stared down at Silmaria. She slept for now, a deep, peaceful sleep with her face pressed to his solid chest, one small hand resting on his...

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DarkFyre Chapter Fifteen

DarkFyre Chapter Fifteen The next day was lost to the blizzard. They spent the better part of it huddled together in their blankets, pressed in close, as near to their small fire as they dared. The stone cliff was a forbidding face of rock and ice, and even with the nearby fire, the ice held strong, glittering with stubborn beauty in the firelight. The blizzard outside was a wild, angry thing. The winds were a deep, soulful wail echoing through the canyons of the mountains. Very briefly, Rael...

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DarkFyre Chapter Thirteen

The mild weather snuck away in the night, setting the stage for their departure, to be a much more bitterly cold and uncomfortable affair. After sundown the temperature dropped until snow fell in a scintillating curtain of white, crystal-soft flakes. They danced along the wind, dazzling and fleeting in the moonlight as they did somersaults and dizzying spiral dives before collecting in a graceless mass grave all along the docks, their frantic, joyful celebration of cold and movement and life...

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DarkFyre Chapter Twelve

The next morning was mild, if not as clear and sunny as the day before. Clouds hung in a haze over the sky, drab and dreary and promising cold and snow to come, but all in all it was a favorable day for the middle of a Dale winter. Rael was sitting against a wall in an alley mouth, studying the grand building across the street. He was on the opposite end of Trelling’s Rest, right in the heart of the Palace District, watching the Hall of Valor, home and seat of power for the Knight Brotherhood...

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Note: Sword is a recurring character in the Darkswords series. He is also a character in the game Time Stalkers, which is owned by SEGA and CLIMAX ENTERTAINMENT. In this case, Sword is from Darkswords. The SRU elements belong to Bill hart. Guess I got bored and decided to see what would happen if they crossed paths. Darkswords/SRU Crossover: The Fish That Got Away. Sword, your not-so-typical half elf, half vampire adventurer, always seemed to be in the right place at the right...

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"I'm not pretty, not a bit-- Thin and sallow-pale; When I trudge along the street I don't need a veil: Yet I have one fancy hit. Jess and Jill can trill and sing With a flute-like voice, Dance as light as bird on wing, Laugh for careless joys: Yet it's I who wear the ring." -Christina Rossetti, A Ring Posy With an awkward jolt, eyes wild, visage pained, the Darkbitch awakened and searched frantically among the tangle of bodies scattered around the huge, disarrayed, semiunduvetted...

DarkbitchChapter 3

"Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines and palaces and towers (Time-eaten towers that tremble not!) Resemble nothing that is ours. Around, by lifting winds forgot, Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie." -Edgar Allan Poe, The City in the Sea It was hard to see the faint reflection of her face in the window...

DarkbitchChapter 4

"Justice with change of interest learns to bow, And what was merit once is murder now: Actions receive their tincture from the times, And as they change, are virtues made or crimes." -Daniel Defoe, A Hymn to the Pillory Each section of the patchwork school building that constituted Darkbitch Academy started classes at a different time. The area where Miss Rhea was rather roughly dragging her student Amy to the nurses' office would soon be filled with a bustle of happy, shapely,...

DarkbitchChapter 5

"Full fathom five thy father lies, Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes; Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange." -William Shakespeare, The Tempest As she recovered her balance from Miss Rhea's rude shove inside, Amy cast a slightly bewildered gaze around the Nurses' Office. During orientation, Lady Akiko had discussed it only in vague generalities. Among the students it was the subject of various...

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