Night's Crimson Embrace
October, or what is commonly referred to as “spooky season”, is a month full of hellish delights and fun for many people of all ages. It’s the time of the year when the air harbors a distinct chill, the colors turn hues of red and orange, and the month beckons the acceptance of displaying decorations of monsters and ghouls, signaling the coming of Halloween.
This month excited Angelina greatly. A content creator, she made a living out of creating steamy and sensual content for her adoring and loving fans and subscribers. Her fiery red hair and beautiful brown eyes complimented her seductive figure; Shapely curves and large breasts made an hourglass figure that harkened back to the days of voluptuous pin up models.She was quite the appealing sight, and her supporters were absolutely enthralled by her. She loved what she did, dressing up and putting on a show. Her love of Halloween and all things scary showed during the month; This was the time of the year to go all out with content centering around some of her favorite things, including vampires.
Angelina sat on her couch, a notebook propped on her thighs as she bit on the end of a pen. The paper was scrawled with various notes…Ideas for the month of what to make for content that her subscribers would enjoy. Halloween was tomorrow night, and she was checking to make sure she had accomplished everything she wanted to for the month. Circled in black marker at the top was a note for a Halloween live stream playing games and chatting with her supporters. She had already planned everything out, and was looking forward to inviting her fans to chat and hang out with her while she played a scary horror game for both her entertainment and her subscribers.
This is going to be so exciting!As she set her notebook down and yawned, the lights in her living room flickered briefly, for what seemed like the tenth time in the last few days. Strange occurrences had been happening lately in the evenings; Besides the lights, other odd phenomena went unexplained. Candles would be lit that she had otherwise extinguished only a moment before…Multiple times she felt as though someone was watching her, only to find herself alone with just her pets. She chalked the lights up to the wind messing with the power lines, and everything else was forgetfulness and the excitement of the season,coupled with too many scary movies.
"Huh," she murmured. "Must be from lack of sleep. It is getting late, I should probably go to bed.”
Turning off the lights, she made her way to her bedroom to settle in for the evening. Walking to her dresser, she opened it up and pulled out a cute silky blue nightie.. Her collection of lingerie and undergarments were one of her greatest treasures. Changing out of her sweats and slipping it on over her body, Angelina admired herself in the mirror.
"Hey there, hot girl," she giggled to her reflection, letting her ginger mane fall as she undid the ponytail. She hopped into her bed, laying down with a comfortable sigh against the soft cotton sheets and curling up with her pillow. Blinking slowly, the sweet peace of slumber drifted over her soon after.
A few hours later, Angelina stirred, her breathing becoming rapid she began to dream. Though hazy and obscured, she found herself locked in a passionate embrace with an unknown man. She could not see his face; It was obscured by shadow, save for a pair of deep crimson eyes that seemed to bore into her soul with hunger. She felt him pressing against her, cold flesh melding against hers. His unknown hands probed at her body, sliding along her bare skin. Moans of pleasure rippled through her mind and from her mouth. She felt a bulge press between her legs, pleasure rippling inside her. The unknown man’s lips descended on her neck, sucking and nipping at the hollow. She felt a pinch, only to experience an odd heightening of arousal. The moans coming from her mouth grew louder as she felt an orgasm approaching. She looked into the face of this unknown person. entranced by their piercing gaze.
"I belong to you," she gasped, unable to stop the words coming from her mouth. The red eyes narrowed and then opened wider as he reared his head back, a loud animalistic roar bellowing from his depths.. She felt a wave of heat wash through her, a cry of ecstasy pouring from her lips.
Angelina’s eyes snapped open. She stared at her ceiling, her breathing ragged. She leaned up, looking around at her room as if expecting something to be there waiting. Her head fell back on the pillows as she sighed to herself. Daybreak was showing through the slit of her curtains.“That was…Quite the dream…” She breathed, feeling around the bed to see if the orgasm she had seemingly experienced in the dream had also happened for real.
The remainder of the day progressed uneventfully; As the evening approached, she made the remainder of her preparations for her livestream. Putting on a silky and cute black dress that hugged her curves, she sat down at her desk and began her streaming session.
“Hi everybody, it’s Glamerina Lune here! Tonight, I have a special treat for you all; We’re going to be marathoning Sins of Night, a sexy visual novel about a woman trapped in a castle full of dark and mysterious things…I’ve never played it before, but I heard some of the scenes are pretty steamy…” The viewer count slowly began to rise with the start of her stream. The hours seemed to fly by as Angelina continued gaming, chatting with her fans and finding herself red in the cheeks at some of the more explicit scenes on display during the stream. In the back of her mind, her dream from the previous evening still nagged at her. She couldn’t remember when she had ever had a dream so vivid, especially one with someone intimate. The fact that whoever it was remained hidden in shadow was a mystery to her.
…And those red eyes. There was something about them. Sinister…Unnatural.
…And arousing.
She glanced at the clock, and found it to be time to wind things down for the night, and have some personal time.
"Thank you, lovelies for a wonderful Halloween livestream, watching me play this game and chatting!! I had so much fun, be sure to look forward to new content later this week!"
Angelina logged off her computer and stretched, the hem of her dress inching up her thighs. Heaving a contented sigh, she quickly cleaned up around her desk and she turned off her lighting. Despite the distraction of livestreaming for her supporters, her mind was still riddled with questions unanswered. Glancing one final time at the clock, and satisfied with everything being orderly, she clapped her hands together.
It's still pretty early...Maybe I'll watch my favorite vampire movie. That might take my mind off this dream... She looked down at her dress, debating going through the trouble of changing into something more comfortable. Shrugging her shoulders at the thought of going through the trouble, she decided against it.
"I went through the trouble of doing my makeup and picking out this playful dress; I’ll just keep it on." she said to herself, flipping off the lights to her office, and heading down the hall.
"
Angelina..." A soft voice seemed to call out to her from the silence.
Angelina stopped, turning around in the direction of the whisper. All she saw was the now dark room a few feet away, save for the moonlight flooding in from the window. As she began to step back towards the room cautiously, the whispering increased. What sounded like hundreds of voices slowly fell away into a singular whisper, or rather a set of noises.
"
...Angelina...."
The call of her name each time was accompanied by a woman heavily moaning and screaming, not from pain or anguish...But in pleasure. Inching closer back to the room, the moans and screams became louder, more frequent, each step she took bringing the voice closer to the brink. Listening carefully, Angelina suddenly froze when she realized it sounded familiar.
She was hearing her own pleasured moaning and screaming, the same moans from her dream.
She bounded the final few feet back to the room, slapping the light switch. The whispers died out immediately at the brightness of the overhead light. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary from only a few minutes ago, she cautiously turned the lights off again, expecting to hear her disembodied voice reverberating in her own ears again. To her relief, she was met with silence.
That dream was one thing, but now ghost whispers? And my own voice?! ...It is Halloween, I guess I should expect weirdness. Angelina walked back down the hall, calming her mind and nerves. As she approached her bedroom, she noticed a faint, flickering red glow coming from under the door.
There's nothing in my room that would do this. My lighting rig for my shoots is put away right now... She opened her bedroom door to find the semi darkened room illuminated by not moonlight from the window, but also a series of strange red candles.
The candles flickered and burned sensually, casting dancing shadows of crimson hue over the walls, bed, and floor of her bedroom. Her eyes traveled down to the floor, noticing the arrangement of candles were in the shape of a circle, meant to encase something.
...Where did these come from? Curious, she stepped into the room, walking into the epicenter of where the candles were. She ran her fingers against one of the candles; It felt strangely cold, and smooth...But did not have the feel of wax, but something more exquisite. They appeared older and vintage, almost ancient. Her gaze became transfixed on the deep red flame dancing around. It was unlike anything she had seen before, its color one of deep passion and yearning.
"Ah..." she murmured to herself, her eyes now completely entranced by the flame.
She was suddenly jolted back to consciousness by a sudden gust of wind emitting from below her. The wind grew stronger, and with the flickering light of the flames, she saw a dark silver mist begin to form around her. It looked as though a storm was brewing, as the mist began swirling around her, trapping her inside. The candles in the room seemed to be completely unphased by this force of nature; Rather, they appeared to grow larger, the flames burning more fiercely, the mist around her swirling faster.
Angelina screamed, looking around frantically, trying to find an escape through the dark haze swirling about. The mist swelled and churned faster around her, ensnaring her in a tight cocoon of the dark fog. She could feel wisps of air running against her legs, and up through her dress, as if feeling at her skin. The last thing she heard before she was enveloped by the mist was the distant sound of a man's low, sinister chuckle echoing from somewhere within the darkness.
-A short while later-Angelina blinked once the mist cleared away, finding herself no longer in her own home; She felt like she had been trapped in the mist for hours, seeing only a pitch black abyss and hearing the swirl of wind. Oddly, she felt the mist had been more of a strange cushion, supporting her to ensure no harm came to her. She looked around, trying to make sense of her surroundings; The room's size was tremendous to say the least...It appeared at first glance to be a bedroom, filled with opulent and lavish furnishings and decorations. There was a massive four poster bed in at the far end nestled near arched windows that ran almost the size of the wall; The moon appeared abnormally large through the glass, magnified like it was right outside the panes. On another side of the room sat a grandiose throne. Her eyes wandered over the ornate carvings on the legs of the chair. It was beautifully designed, but gave off a sinister vibe. The room exuded a dark and sensual feel, Victorian but also contemporary…Yet Angelina couldn't help but feel something darkly lustful about this place.
Where am I...? She attempted to move from where the mist had left her, but was stopped by a rattling noise. Looking down, she found her hands were bound by a pair of handcuffs; They appeared to be made out of ivory, white as the color of clean bone. She discovered a collar around her neck, made from the same material, connected to a chain that appeared to be embedded into the thick stone under her feet. Both restraints felt delicate and fragile, lightly grasping at her wrist and neck to pose no harm to her. She wanted to break the cuffs through force, but despite their delicate feel, they were hard as forged steel. Rather than panicking, Angelina found herself stunned, unable to understand what was going on.
How...What is this? Am I dreaming again? Continuing to look around, she noticed the same candles she discovered in her bedroom, giving an ominous yet alluring feeling. She couldn't shake the undeniable sense of arousal around her, despite some fear gnawing at her belly of being in an unknown place.
Large, ancient looking tapestries hung from the cobblestone walls that depicted erotic and taboo scenes of sex and lovemaking. The murals all had something in common: A focal point was a well built man, with silvery gray hair, eyes that appeared to have the color of deep rubies....
And a pair of exposed fangs.
Angelina's heart skipped a beat, realizing what she was staring at. Her love for vampires was painfully evident in her life. Everything about them interested her; Their origins, stepped in erotic nature, their actions seeping with sexual energy. The mythology behind them was amazing and fascinating, so much so she read many books, wrote about them, cosplayed and roleplayed as them for content.
Gazing at the depictions of this vampire engaging in passionate couplings, Angelina found herself licking her lips subconsciously, gazing at the depicted woman being laid bare for his pleasure, their faces frozen in image of pure pleasure. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling a tingling feeling; A heat was building low in her abdomen. Fantasies had always crept into her mind; The thought of being taken by a vampire, swept up in the throes of fiery passion and intense sex, wanting to be owned by one for his endless carnal desires.
I have to be dreaming…Angelina reached down to her thigh with cuffed hands, pinching as hard as she could, squeezing her eyes shut.
"I can assure you that will do nothing for you here." a low, sensual voice called out from behind her.
Startled by the sudden break in the silence, Angelina turned to find the throne was now occupied by a man of considerable stature. His hair was a short crop of gray, with piercing red eyes that were trained on her with a look of satisfaction and amusement. He wore a black shirt, slightly opened at the top, revealing a muscular physique underneath. He seemed completely at ease, sipping a glass of wine as his gaze trailed up and down her frame.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Angelina." He grinned, revealing a pair of sharp fangs among his beautiful and charming smile.
She turned to look at the mural, and back, realizing the person in the seat and the paintings were one in the same. She shivered, her gaze wandering over this being, his voice having a hypnotic effect on her. she felt she could sink into the deep tone of his voice, and drown in his gaze. It was as though his voice could command her very soul to obey him. She wanted to run to him, throw herself on his lap, and beg him to take her. He was utterly captivating, but she felt slightly terrified of him.
Angelina's torrent of thoughts were interrupted with a tap on the corner of his goblet. Angelina trembled as his eyes seemed to burn into her soul, a primal hunger behind them. He appeared to undress her with a gaze that appeared menacing and focused on what he wanted.
"I figured your dream of me the other night would have piqued your interest a bit more... So I must apologize for the 'lack' of accommodation bringing you here." A single finger pointed at the restraints keeping her in place.
The realization set in at his words. Looking at his eyes, she realized the crimson rubies that were staring at her so intently now were the very same in her sleep the previous evening.
"Who are you, and what do you want from me?!" Angelina demanded.
"Call me Sebastian." He paused, taking another draught from his goblet. "And what I want...Is you."
Angelina felt the thumping of her heart at those last words. She blinked rapidly, attempting to understand exactly what Sebastian was implying.
"...What do you mean?"
Sebastian rose to his feet, setting the now empty glass aside. His trousers were tight, showing off the thick, heavy bulge that threatened to split them open. Angelina found herself shocked at her body's response as she felt her pussy clench with anticipation of what he may be capable of, her nipples tightening underneath her dress. The arousal she felt seemed to be winning the clash against the innate fear in her. He seemed to glide across the floor, moving toward Angelina.
"It's simple. I wish to take you as my lover," he declared, eyes burning with intensity. "I've watched you for a long time, and find you to be most arousing . You are an embodiment of lust that I wish to indulge in endlessly. I want to make you mine forever." His words dripped with unchecked sexual desire.
Angelina's eyes went wide, considering what he meant. "Doesn't that mean you would turn me into a vampire?! You'd drink my blood, and just use me as a food source after you've had your way with me!" She rambled while the thought briefly gave her a thrill of excitement, but also a sense of dread that showed on her face. She'd read enough to know that was usually how the story ended.
Sebastian cackled, his fangs glinting with the pale light. The red embers of the candles glowed against his eyes. "Oh you humans and your fictional tales." He stepped towards Angelina, continuing on. "Turning one into a vampire involves rituals; I for one have no desire to do them. I am a simple man; I want you to remain human. As for the blood, we do not directly feed on humans anymore. We use blood banks, or animal blood, which is abundant and less of a risk. If I wanted to just feed off of you, I would have put you under my control and done what I pleased by now…With no need for this exposition."
Angelina, still slightly wary, seemed intrigued by this knowledge. "...What about everything I've read about biting?"
Sebastian was close now, standing only a few feet from her. She could see the clear lust in his eyes. He looked down at her cleavage, her large breasts rising and falling with each breath. He felt his cock stir at the sight, holding back the urge to rip her dress apart and claim the busty redhead there and then on the stones like an animal. He chose restraint, casually walking around her in a circle, his hands clasped behind his back.
Not yet...Soon. Sebastian's thoughts drifted to the immediate future of the sensual experiences to come for the evening with Angelina.
"We still bite to feed if we are pursuing a wild animal. However, we also bite when we are aroused. It's a reflex from the amount of pleasure we experience. Humans always associated it as simply feeding; It also occurs as a hormonal response. Our fangs secrete a venom that is potent; It instantly numbs the pain receptors in a victim, and releases a flood of stimulants directly into our victims. We do draw some blood, but most vampires over centuries have learned to control how much they draw."
Sebastian paused behind Angelina, leaning in close to her ear. His breath was hot against her earlobe as he watched her shiver, a devilish smirk at his lips while he softly spoke. "The effect causes intense pleasure and euphoria, and the sensations the victim feels are enhanced. As you have already seen, it's quite the experience." Sebastian's hand motioned toward the murals.
Angelina felt the heat in her abdomen intensifying at his words, rubbing her thighs together; Her mind was filled with visions of possibility. The prospect of the forbidden was here in front of her: A vampire desiring to lay with her, to claim her as his own, and do with what he pleased. She squirmed, the chain shaking as she thought about everything. Was there a reason to resist or say no? And what if she did?
"You say forever...But you also don't want to turn me. It can't work both ways," she said, incredulous of Sebastian's decree. "I will die eventually."
Sebastian's voice seemed to take on a low animalistic growl through a snarled fanged grin. "Vampires are masters of the dark and arcane arts. If I can invade your mind, and implant a dream of being in bed with me, or I can turn formless and bring you here...Do you truly think I don't know how to extend your life?!" Angelina felt her insides melt at his tone, her pussy getting wet at his commanding and feral voice. She saw one of his fists were clenched tightly, knuckles bone white; His resisting the urge to strip her was a testament to his patience.
Sebastian cleared his throat, correcting his sudden loss of composure, his voice coming back down to a flat pitch. "This castle is under a dark enchantment I created hundreds of years ago. Your life would be tethered to the enchantment, as you would live here; You'd be free to go out and do normal things that humans do, much like the maids and servants who reside here under service to me. You'll never age from where you are now, remaining eternally youthful, and beautiful."
"...What about bite marks? Wouldn't people be suspicious?" Angelina blurted out before she could stop herself. Sebastian chuckled, understanding why she tried to stop talking.
If you weren't craving my touch right now, you wouldn't have asked about marks on your body for future reference."The venom in our fangs also acts as a sterilizing agent. It isn't too far removed from cauterization; We remove ourselves, the venom then begins to seal the punctures from the inside out. The mark is only visible for a few minutes afterwards before it heals completely. It's how we have evaded detection for years and remained nothing more than myth."
Sebastian suddenly appeared Angelina, moving faster than her eyes could register. Her chest pressed against him as he towered over her. Despite an urge of fear, Angelina couldn't help but be lost in his gaze, her feelings of desire growing stronger with each passing moment. He reached out, stroking back strands of her hair, looking at her soft pink lips. She found herself instinctively leaning into his touch, cradling her cheek against his palm. He felt strangely cool, yet warm. "I shall say it again: I want you as a human; I wish to feel the heat from your body as we lay together. I want you to experience the pleasure I can offer you...A Pleasure that would be dulled as a vampire, and I want to feel you as your body writhes with me inside of you. The women in these murals all were just that: vampire concubines. They have long since gone now…But you. You are what I’ve been craving. You've fantasized about us, and dreamed... Now you can have the reality." His words of future desire dripped with seduction...Angelina could feel that little bud of fear dissipating, sensing the truth behind Sebastian's words.
She forced herself to step away from his touch, despite wanting more. "...If I say no? Would you kill me then for knowing what you are?" The nagging question plagued the back of her mind. "Or would you lock me up and keep me here against my will and just have your way with me anyway?"
Sebastian leaned down, his breath hot on her face, his words unnaturally soft and sincere. "Angelina. Despite my appearance, and everything folklore led you to think, I wish you no harm." He nuzzled her ear, her hair rustling against her cheek; She could feel herself getting wetter, her pussy feeling like it was on fire. "If you do not wish to remain here, I will send you back home. I will manipulate your mind to believe you had a bad dream, and you'll wake up in bed."
Sebastian's hand trailed from her cheek, down her neck, to the swell of her chest. His hand came to rest against her breast, delicate, but firm. "But I can sense the truth...You're denying yourself with this frivolity..." Angelina gasped sharply with his squeeze, her underwear becoming damp.
"You want this; To be claimed by me, taken by me, loved by me. You want passion, you want the romance that comes with who we are...But you also want to feel used for my pleasure, and yours, don't you? I can sire no children, so I can ravish you day and night to exhaustion. I see it in your eyes...The thoughts of being fucked by the monster you whose existence now excites you beyond comprehension."
Sebastian took a step back, leaving Angelina breathless for a moment. Her mind had become filled with visions of passionate encounters and intense couplings. She found her body aching for the promises he offered, his words nothing more than truth; She looked at his lips, her mouth watering at the thought of him exploring her. Her body was craving him, wanting to feel his tongue on her sensitive flesh, wanting his hands exploring her body…To feel his fangs pierce her flesh and claim her…To have his cock inside of her.
Angelina felt the gravity of her decision behind her words when they left her lips, her eyes finally glinting with excitement.
"...Take me, Sebastian; I wish to be yours."
An evil, seductive smile crossed Sebastian's fanged lips, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction, before looking down at her dress. "I believe a change of clothing is in order for you, then."
Sebastian's form altered shape, becoming a dark silver mist, the very same that had trapped Angelina and brought her here. It surrounded and enveloped her in its cone again, feeling the restraints she was bound to disappear. The vortex swirled around her for a moment, before moving back away, with Sebastian returning to his corporeal form.
"...Yes, that's more suitable." He said, licking his lips.
Angelina looked down, a tinge of scarlet spreading at her cheeks when she realized her dress was gone. She was now wearing gorgeous, lace lingerie that barely concealed her skin. The bra, with a pattern of spider web, fit perfectly, accentuating her full and large breasts, her nipples visible beneath the delicate lace fabric. An ebony bat served for the front clasp; the color of the lace resembling almost that of a wine, almost a blood color. It was paired with a matching thong, the fabric just thin enough to leave little to the imagination. The strap obscured a part of her tattoo, a fanged mouth biting down on a diamond at her pelvis. The underwear was adorned with another bat at the front, and completed with a garter belt that strapped to two garters on her thighs. Her fiery red hair cascaded in wavy tresses, soft pink lips parted in awe at the exquisiteness of what she was wearing.
"It's beautiful..." she exclaimed, feeling the delicate lace as she ran her fingers across the material.
"As beautiful as you." Sebastian boasted, his eyes gazing at her hourglass figure.
Angelina's legs felt weak from the compliment. He stepped forward and pulled her in by the hand, snaking his forearm around her for a kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck as her body pressed against his; The taste of his mouth was divine, like forbidden fruit; His tongue was a serpent in her mouth while her tongue grazed against his fangs. His hand ran down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer into his growing bulge. She let out a moan at the squeeze of her flesh, feeling him press against her before his mouth began to move down to her collarbone, her neck, hovering over her cleavage. Angelina gasped as his tongue glided over the sensitive flesh, her pussy beginning to ache. She felt Sebastian's hands move to her breasts, palming them and drawing circles over the lace fabric where her nipples were. The sensation was tantalizing, and she felt herself getting wetter when she heard him laugh softly at her shuddering from his touch.
"You're so sensitive..." he whispered, trailing his lips over her cleavage.
"Mmhh..." she moaned, arching into his mouth, her head rolling back as he kissed and sucked at her skin. "You're making me wet," she murmured.
Sebastian laughed again, the sound sending a ripple through Angelina's body. “We’ve only just begun.” His lips and hands worked their way down to her stomach where he teased her navel, drawing circles with his tongue like a taboo ritual. The sensation caused her body to tingle all over, feeling her pussy clench in response to his mouth dancing against her body. His hands moved down to grip her thighs, kissing his way lower; Angelina's breathing grew more rapid, her eyes fluttering while Sebastian moved to his knees before her.
"You're so beautiful..." he murmured, fingers lightly brushing along the lace thong. She shuddered, feeling his finger run over the fabric and tracing her slit, dampening the silk as he pressed it slightly against her.
"Sebastian...Oh my god..." she groaned, reaching out to grasp onto his shoulder for balance..
His mouth hovered just over her pussy, his breath causing the already soaked lace to cling against her skin. A menacing, barbaric growl rumbled from Sebastian. He rose to his feet, his hands gripping her waist and lifting her like she was nothing more than a pebble. She steadied herself, instinctively wrapping her legs around him. His eyes were glowing with a burning intensity; Angelina shuddered, feeling his perfectly manicured nails digging into his hips, wondering if some primal instincts had kicked in. She was helpless to resist him pinning her against the large glass overlooking a beautiful garden. She felt a chill down her back, the panes cold against her skin. Moonlight flooded the room, bathing them both in an ethereal glow.
"While, I regret not putting this on you earlier for my pleasure...Now it's an obstacle," he hissed, his voice tinged with annoyance. He reached down and gripped the black bat at the center of the bra. Using only two fingers, he wrenched back, displaying otherworldly force as the bra was ripped from Angelina's skin. The clasp broke free, flying away into the air with a cloud of smoke, the lace shredding to nothing more than strands falling to the floor. Angelina gasped in shock at his sudden display of brute strength. Her breasts tumbled free from their confines, causing her to sharply inhale from a cold draft that tickled her now bared chest. Large and perfect, they hung there, eagerly awaiting attention, her nipples erect and perky. Sebastian groaned low in his throat, his cock throbbing in his pants at the sight of her exposed, her red hair gently draped over her shoulders. "You have amazing tits, my love."
Angelina could feel her face flush with the compliment. Boyfriends and lovers in the past always seemed afraid of them, yet here stood this supernatural being, eyeing her body like a masterpiece. Sebastian reached up with his free hand to grasp them, his thumb flicking back and forth over her erect nipples.
"So very delicious looking." he said, his voice tinged with a possessiveness that made Angelina shiver as his hands encircled both of them, his fingers sinking into the delicate flesh. "These are mine; I won't have anything get in the way of enjoying them."
Angelina whimpered, feeling her tits swell at his touch, her nipples puckering harder. The sensation of his hands kneading them was amazing with each squeeze. She instinctively arched her back, thrusting out further for his pleasure.
"Please, Sebastian," she whimpered. "Please, lick them."
A dark smile crossed his lips at her pleading. "...And so you shall be rewarded."
Sebastian's head bent down, sucking a nipple into his mouth, tongue rolling along her areola, growling softly into her skin. A jolt of pleasure rocketed through her body feeling his rough tongue teasing her. His hands tightened around her, his sharp teeth grazing across her breasts. The sensation of feeling his fangs gently poking at one of her most sensitive areas made her gasp with anticipation at the promises of what was to come.
His tongue found home, flicking against her nipple before his teeth closed on her, gentle but firm against her breast. Angelina cried out, her body tensing as his mouth suctioned against her skin, tugging on the swollen flesh. "Oohh, Sebastian! That feels so good!" His fingers pinched the other nipple in response, eliciting a louder cry of pleasure from her. He moved to her other tit, sucking and licking with a fervor. His mouth moved between each orb, tongue lavishing them with wet, sloppy licks and nibbles while his fingers worked in tandem to give both of her breasts ample attention.
"It seems you enjoy these being played with...They must be very sensitive. What a pleasure for me to now have them all to myself." Sebastian's voice oozed ownership and dominance. She moaned loudly, her legs twitching with his words.
"Ooooh...Oh my god..." she moaned louder. "Don't stop!!"
Angelina's head fell back in rapture to the delight of his mouth continuing to assault her nipples, her skin growing hot with arousal. Her hands rummaged through his fine gray hair, the only thing she could grasp on to. She could feel the fire intensifying in her abdomen, ready to boil over. Sebastian was relentless, pressing his face into her tits while he continued to pull at her nipples, gripping at her chest hungrily. He smiled, a puckered bud gently between his fangs, playfully biting down. Angelina shrieked from the sharp feeling before his tongue swirled around to soothe her. He moved back up to cup her face and pulled her into a kiss, her chest sore and tender from the assault of his expert ministrations, faint impressions of teeth marks visible around her breasts. She groaned into his mouth, melting into his embrace.
His skin was cool, with no sign of a pulse. She only felt a cool embrace of a void…The feeling was inhuman, and very enticing. His tongue tasted slightly of her, having traveled along her body, laying claim to every inch not covered by fabric. The flavor was intoxicating, and Angelina found herself hungry for more of him.
Sebastian pulled back from their kiss, his eyes glowing with inner fire as he stared at her. “I love your breasts; Supple, and a wonderful size. I shall never tire of my hands wrapping around them…Or biting them.” He flicked at her nipple with his middle finger, the sharp sensation causing Angelina to cry out.
“Ah!” Her fingers dug into the back of his neck, her brown eyes gazing at his mouth, seeing the sharp razor points of his canines when he spoke. “...Is there anything else you want to bite?” she teased, moving her lips to his neck and sucking at the skin. The glow of Sebastian’s eyes was a full inferno, the deep crimson burning hot like lava. Angelina detached from the hollow of his neck, leaving an impression of her lips on his complexion.
His fingers tightened on her hips, and without warning, he flipped her around, pressing her against the glass of the window. She gasped at the cold on her sensitive tits, the moonlight illuminating them in white radiance. She felt Sebastian pressing against her, his cock pressing against her ass through his slacks.
"Angelina..." he murmured into her hair, nuzzling close. He pressed her further against the window, leaving a foggy imprint of her body. Sebastian’s hand tilted her head gently to the side, his other hand sliding down her stomach, toying with the waistband of her thong. Her heart raced, feeling his finger slip beneath the fabric, gliding along her slit. "My dear, you are so very wet for me."
"Y-yes..." she whispered, pressing against his touch, arching into his grip.
His mouth traced against her ear, a shiver running through her. Sebastian's hand rubbed her clit in gentle, slow circles that left her breathless, her eyes fluttering with the waves of pleasure starting to roll through her. He nipped at her neck, feeling her throat tense with his gentle bite. Her back arched further as his hand moved faster against her wet folds, fingers sluicing in and out. His fingers snuck out of her briefly, grabbing at the thin fabric of her thong before tearing it apart, leaving her completely exposed to him, only the garter belt remaining.
"Mmmm, I can feel you cumming for me..." he growled. His free hand moved to grip across her chest, snaking between her and the glass, giving her a hard squeeze. "Perhaps I should give you a push over the edge."
Angelina cried out in a husky moan, Sebastian's fangs fully sinking into the tender flesh of her neck. The venom was quick to dull the pain, sending a wave of endorphins and stimulants into her blood. Sebastian sucked while his finger plunged into her wet slit, pumping roughly. Her blood was sweet to Sebastian, and though he did not feed from humans, he could not help but find her tasting like ambrosia. The room turned hazy as Angelina felt nothing but bliss, the soft sound of Sebastian sucking small amounts of essence, and the gentle squelch of his fingers diving into her pussy a sinful symphony.
"Ooohhh...Fuck, Sebastian!! You're making me cum!!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the massive room, an orgasm ripping through her like a raging river, pussy convulsing hard. His fangs slowly receded from the wounds on her neck, releasing her with a pop of his lips. Angelina panted heavily, the glass fogging from the heat of her breath as he lifted his hand from her drenched pussy to his mouth, licking the juices from his fingers. Winded and trying to compose herself, she looked at herself in the glass, and was shocked to see Sebastian coupled with her in the reflection. His eyes were that of a man who had tasted the finest wine in the world, but glared with an urge that warned her the night was far from finished.
"A reflection?"
Sebastian planted a kiss at her ear, clasping around the sensitive lobe and tugging, eliciting a satisfying moan from Angelina.
"Too many movies and fairy tales, my pet. We have to exist among humans, we can't be bogged down by such trivial weaknesses."
The fingers that had plunged into her dripping sex teased her mouth, awaiting entrance. Angelina's lips parted, feeling Sebastian's fingers slide onto her awaiting tongue. She rolled around them eagerly, tasting what was left of herself, mingled with him.
"Your taste is amazing..." he growled into her ear.
"...But now, you shall please me."
Turning Angelina around, Sebastian stepped back to undo the buttons of his fine silk shirt. She watched with anticipation when he removed it, revealing chiseled abs and a broad chest, rippling under the moonlight. His body was a masterpiece, crafted over hundreds of years to perfection. Her hands stretched out to meet his cool skin, roaming over every defined muscle of his body, down to the bulge straining behind his slacks. Without waiting, she worked to undo his belt buckle, tugging his pants away eagerly. Standing before Angelina, her breath caught, looking down and feeling herself ache at the marvel she saw before her eyes.
His cock was massive; Adorned with a bulbous, angled crown and ridges all around the shaft; The tip gleamed with his pre-cum, the clear liquid dripping at the tip. Angelina swallowed hard staring at the girth, her insides practically liquifying at the thought of him penetrating her.
"Oh my god..." she whispered, reaching out for the magnificent appendage. Angelina pressed against Sebastian, a look of playful hunger in her eyes. She slid down his body, her hard nipples rubbing against his pale skin. Her fingers wrapped around him, stroking his shaft gently, barely able to get her fingers around it. It bobbed in the air before her face, the tip hovering near her lips. She smiled coyly, her tongue flicking around the head, purring with delight.
"Hmmm, this is a beautiful toy you have here," she said with a smile, running her tongue along the thick veins of his shaft. She couldn't wait anymore, leaning forward to wrap her lips around him. Her mouth kissed along the vein on the bottom, savoring the feel of his ridges and pulsating veins. Taking it as deep as she could go and moaning around his shaft, Angelina accepted Sebastian's cock into her mouth with eagerness. His hand raked through her hair as he watched her worship him, her throat swallowing and squeezing around the crown as she stroked and bobbed on his cock. She pulled back, taking in a breath as a strand of saliva connected from his head to her lips.
"Mmmmmm, you're a delicious monster," Angelina cooed. She slowly moved her mouth along the length of his dick, drawing circles around the head with her tongue before playing with the ridges.
"I think I'll keep you in my mouth for a little while." Her lips stretched wide to accommodate his size again, savoring each inch while it disappeared between her lips. She slurped around him, sucking hard on his thick member, feeling it swell inside her mouth. Sebastian’s hands tightened in her hair, guiding her bobbing up while she worked him.
"You are so talented with your mouth..." He sighed through gritted teeth. Angelina's eyes fluttered with pleasure and appreciation at Sebastian’s praise, her lips wrapped tight around him. The muffled moan of appreciation was all she could make out through sucking noises mixed with groans.
He gently coaxed her to take more of him, pressing his length down her throat.The ridges of his cock massaged her tongue and inside her mouth, making Angelina slightly gag and choke. She pulled herself back, coughing, but looked at him with excited eyes at his roughness and dominance of her. Thick strands of pre-cum and saliva that were connected between her mouth and him broke, dribbling onto her heaving tits.Sebastian released the grip on her hair, finding her hands and bringing them above her head, pinning her wrists against the glass window.,
“Your mouth is mine to use; You will accept all of me as I please.”
“As you wish…” The loss of her hands excited Angelina, feeling powerless to stop Sebastian’s control of what was happening. He placed his head at the entrance of her mouth, her tongue snaking out to lick at the angry tip. She parted her lips, allowing him entry with slow deliberate moving. Inch by inch, he felt his cock be enveloped by her warm mouth. Her breasts swayed gently with her movements, the motion entrancing to Sebastian, gazing down at her luscious curves from above.
She squirmed her hips, desperate for a free hand to rub at her needy pussy; Her body was begging for more. His cock pulsed hard in her mouth, swelling thicker. She felt a strand of pre-cum run from his slit to her tongue, and she lapped it up eagerly. The taste was divine, and she was hungry for more of him. Angelina pulled away from Sebastian's cock, dragging her teeth across the shaft and glans as she looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with a lusty flutter of her eyelashes. She gave him a smile of anticipation, waiting for him to fill the emptiness she felt.
“Please, cum in me.” She pleaded, wanting to feel the heat of his seed in her mouth.
Sebastian gave her a wicked grin, releasing her hands.. “While it would please me to see your mouth full, and I could do it as often as I wished without tiring, tonight is a night that I wish to consummate your becoming mine, and truly give you an experience like nothing you’ve had before..” His arms scooped underneath her ass and lifted her to her feet, carrying her over to the bed.
"This is too much," Angelina giggled, unable to believe she had a creature this powerful and dark carrying her so tenderly.
"I do have the capacity to be romantic..." Sebastian grinned before he lowered his voice. "...But I still want to fuck you raw tonight."
Angelina felt her pussy grow slick from his husky words. He set her down against the soft satin sheets of the large bed. They felt plush against her ass, the material a luxurious comfort against her dewy skin. Sebastian marveled at the beautiful woman laid bare before him. Her red hair looked like fire in the moonlight against the sheets, her eyes hooded over with desire. Her large breasts awaited more of his attention, her body a beautiful masterpiece... All Sebastian's to claim.
“I want you, pleaseeee…” Angelina cooed.
He placed his hands on her knees, spreading her legs wide to settle in between them, his lips moving to capture hers hungrily. His embrace wrapped around Angelina, feeling his tongue devour hers. He slowly moved down her body, his mouth peppering her neck and chest with kisses. She sighed with pleasure, his lips finding the crest of her perky nipples, suckling on each one briefly before moving down further. He paused at her pelvis, his finger tickling her skin. She glanced down to see he was tracing the outline of her tattoo, seemingly fascinated by it.
"Fanged lips wrapped around a diamond...Such an ironic piece; My fangs have already sunk into my perfect diamond, and I intend to do it many more times..." Angelina's cheeks blushed slightly, feeling heat radiating through her at his words and the prospect of another chance to feel his fangs on her again.
“You say such sweet things…Is this real? Am I really not dreaming?”
“We may be monsters and demons to much of humanity…But we appreciate beauty. We desire it. That is why I brought you here. I wish to savor your beauty for eternity, a brilliant and precious gem that I alone claim. If you still believe this to be a dream…I shall continue to show you how real I am.”
Feeling Sebastian settle in between her legs, Angelina breathed out a satisfied sigh, her toes curling from his hot breath against her slit. He nuzzled his face into her cleft, his tongue sliding out to run up and down her puffy wet folds. His tongue delved deeper, tracing her slit before pausing at her swollen clit.
"Ohhhhh..." A long moan escaped Angelina.
He gave it a gentle lick, and Angelina jerked against his mouth when a bolt of pleasure ran through her. She felt one of his hands snake beneath her ass, gripping her firmly to raise her to his lips. He sucked hard on her slit, his tongue circling her clit before moving in. His other hand moved upwards, ensnaring one of her breasts with a firm grip, teasing at her swollen bud.
"Ooohh god..." Angelina groaned loudly.
Sebastian lashed at her, her body twitching from the pleasure of his tongue. The feeling was too much to bear, her hands reaching down to grab at his hair as she writhed on his tongue. "Ohh, yes..." she breathed, her thighs shaking violently against his head.
"Mmmmmmm," Sebastian groaned into her pussy, moving a finger to massage her while his tongue continued working her. "Your taste is so divine."
"Please..." Angelina pleaded, her eyes squeezing shut from the sensation of his touch. "Make me cum..."
His tongue worked harder on her clit, moving fast against her hood and finger massaging at her swollen nub. The overload of sensations was too much for her to bear; she felt herself being sent over the edge, screaming out in pleasure.
"Aaaaahhh! Ohhhh goddd!!" she cried, her body convulsing as he continued licking at her clit. Her hand tightened in his hair, keeping him against her while her climax flowed through her. Angelina let go of his hair, her peak leveling off, body tingling with aftershocks. She felt Sebastian crawl up her body, planting a kiss on her lips and leaving a trail of her juice along her skin. She tasted herself on his lips, wet with her juices.
"I want you on top of me." His voice was commanding, and Angelina could feel her wetness trickle down her thigh at his stern order.
Angelina watched Sebastian climb further up onto the bed. As he laid on his back, she obeyed his command, straddling atop him, facing herself away. Propping herself up, her fingers wrapped around him, feeling his cock angrily pulsate in her hand. Rubbing his head against her outer lips, Sebastian's hands went to her ass, grabbing at her soft skin. With a smile and moan of satisfaction, Angelina sank slowly, impaling herself on him.. The tip breached her entrance, his ridges slowly slipping inside her. Her pussy stretched around his thickness, the ridges rubbing against her inner walls. She bit her lip, feeling the alien sensations out, briefly losing herself to the pleasure of just having his cock inside her. Once she felt the thick base of his cock settle snug against her entrance, she finally sat on the hilt of his length.
A loud cry escaped her lips, feeling his cock throbbing inside her. "Ohhh, fuck..." she groaned, closing her eyes to soak in the sensation. She braced herself, slowly moving up and down, her juices making him slick.. Her hips began to pick up speed, feeling Sebastian's grip move to her side, fingers digging into her soft curves.
"You feel so good inside me. Oh god….." she cried, her breasts bouncing wildly with each thrust of her hips. She maintained a rhythm, thighs working to leverage her along his thick shaft. Sebastian felt her cunt clench tighter around him, pumping up and down.
"Such a good girl, my love" he hissed through exposed fangs, his hands tightening their grip on her waist, slamming her hips down on him. Suddenly, Sebastian sat up, his hand gently clasping around her neck to pull her backwards against him. She gasped, his fingers gently encircling her throat with a light squeeze.
"Sebastian..." she squealed, feeling herself tightening around him from the slight chokehold. The pleasure flooded her mind, feeling helpless against his strength and the rough feeling of his hand around her neck..
"Mmmmmm," he growled. Sebastian began to thrust his hips upwards into Angelina, his hand tightening and loosening with his pumps to magnify the pleasure. The ridges of his cock tickled the soft spongy pad inside her with every movement while his other hand ravaged her breast, kneading it viciously and twisting her nipple.
"Please, don't stop..." Angelina cried in response, feeling herself being driven to a titanic peak..
She felt his hand move slightly upward on her throat, exposing some of her neck. A sharp string quickly disappeared once his fangs sank into the soft flesh once again, the venom sending her into a haze of ecstasy. Angelina was lost in the concert of sensations: Sebastian clamped to her neck, both by fang and claw, his cock swelling inside her pussy, and his fingers wrapped around her breast as she bounced up and down on his thick shaft. "I'm going to cum again..." she breathed, her hands grasping behind her at his head, feeling him suckle at her.
He pumped hard and fast into her; Angelina cried out, feeling her body tighten once Sebastian's movements brought her to a boiling point, a pressure building inside her. With one final thrust of his hips, she felt her body seize around his cock with an intense wave of pleasure surging through her.
"Sebastian!!!"
Angelina screamed out his name, hands slamming into the sheets, clawing; She felt a powerful orgasm flood her senses, her pussy gushing as she squirted onto the bed, staining the sheet with dampness.The room spun for a moment, the high of her orgasm stronger than anything she’d experienced before. She slumped against Sebastian's chest, panting while her mind fought to regain control of her functions. He slowly released himself from her, his cock twitching and pulsating as he pulled out briefly; He was coated in her juices, his cock shimmering in the light. He removed his mouth from her neck, his tongue gently licking at the fresh markings..
I’m not finished yet...I've yet to have my fill of you... Sebastian licked his lips, savoring Angelina on his tongue. He held her at her breast, squeezing the large, delicious mound as allowed her a brief moment of rest.
Sebastian moved her aside, clamoring to the front of the bed. He knelt at the end, positioned between her legs again; Angelina looked at him, having come down from her high but breathless and winded. She was aching and her body was coated with a thin sheen of sweat, Sebastian having introduced her to his insatiable appetite for her body. Yet still, she felt a need for him to be inside of her. She ran her hands up to her chest, squeezing her tits together and licking her lips at him.
"Such a beautiful woman..." he murmured, running his own hands over her soft skin, "Your energy is quite breathtaking to be able to endure my pleasure. We shall have amazing experiences together."
“Please, Sebastian…I want you inside me…Please, take me and mark me as yours!” Angelina’s voice was husky, and dripping with desire and lust. Her body ached for him, this demon of the night fully enraptured in her mind.
He pulled Angelina closer to his cock, teasing at her entrance again. Her thighs were sandwiched under Sebastian’s, pressed tight to her knees. He lined himself up against her, pressing in slowly, her tight pussy sucking his thickness back in with ease.
"Oh my godddd..." she cried out, feeling him be engulfed by her aching sex. Sebastian grabbed her wrists, holding them forward near his abdomen; He started slowly, taking his time to slide in and out, letting Angelina adjust to his girth while he set his tempo. He started to thrust his hips harder with wet squelching noises, her body sliding against the sheets as his cock pounded at her pussy relentlessly. He watched her head fly back, her hair ruffling wildly on the bed from each of his strikes, her tits bouncing up and down in rhythm with his thrusts.
"Ohhh...Sebastian...fuck me..." Angelina cried, her hips rising to meet him as his cock drove into her faster, pounding harder with each of her cries. He felt her pussy clench and tighten around him, her moans growing louder and more frequent. His hands gripped tighter on her wrists, pulling out and slamming in again to cries of orgasmic delight. He slowed his pace, fully embedding himself inside her and grinding against her hips.
"Oooohh!" she shrieked.
"You are mine, Angelina," he said calmly, the physicality of his fucking never seeming to bother him. “A slave to my pleasure and delight. Cum for me, again, my sweet. I shall give you what you wish, and mark you as mine!” He was a machine, calm and collecting in claiming what he desired. He could feel her beginning to reach another climax, while feeling his own core beginning to heat and reach its limit.
"Sebastian...Oh god!! I'm yours!! I'm all yours!! Fuck meeee!!"
His thrusts slowed; He slammed against her again, Angelina screaming in pleasure as he drove in hard one final time. Sebastian felt a surge inside him, his cock violently pulsing to let loose a torrent of hot cum into Angelina's womb.
Oh god!!! Oh fuck!!!!!!! Oh my god, Sebastian!!!!!!!”
Angelina screamed out in ecstasy from orgasm, everything around her sounding like white noise. She could feel his cum inside, the heat filling her with each shot into her womb. His orgasm seemed unending, a buildup of everything from the night culminating in a titanic rush of his seed flooding her insides.
Angelina laid on the bed breathless, her legs shaking. Sebastian released his grip on her wrists, remaining buried in her body for a moment. He leaned forward, running a hand through her damp red hair and bringing his lips together with hers. His slow kiss was soft, and tender, another strange sign of affection from a being who had just completely ravished Angelina's body like a monster.
Pulling his spent member out of her, dripping with his own cum and her juices, he made his way back up the bed to the headboard, pulling Angelina with him in an embrace. Sebastian sat up, positioning her in between his legs, wrapping his arms around her chest. Sebastian held her against him, kissing softly at her neck. She sighed with content, feeling the exhaustion and pleasure of the intense passion she'd just experienced mix inside her, her mind slipping into a post-coital daze.
"Sebastian...." she muttered, feeling her eyelids growing heavy. Her head sunk into his chest, hearing nothing but the lull of absolute silence within him...
"Sleep, my love...Your life with me has only just begun...But for now, sleep."
The moon bathing them in pearlescent light, Angelina drifted off into a deep sleep. Sebastian sat gently stroking her hair, satisfaction in his eyes as his fanged lips curled into a smile. “I shall give you the most pleasant dreams…” He sunk his fangs into her neck again while she slept, providing her with a dopamine rush. He suckled at her neck slowly, tasting her on his tongue. Locked in their embrace, Angelina dreamed the most beautiful, sensual dreams of the future, a future of belonging to this vampire lord who desired to worship her. Sebastian’s thoughts ventured to the days to come, and all the ways he wished to make Angelina scream his name.
Such a perfect, sexual woman...The fun I shall have with you for all eternity….
To be continued.
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Topic: Night's Crimson Embrace (GlamerinaLune) (Read 5159 times)