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The Sanguine Warrior and Princess of Night (Vinaein & Lady Bloody Ava)

The pleasure was long lasting with their kind and as the piercings were licked and her lips siezed it was a whole new sensation. The taste of his feast was shared in the kiss. She broke the kiss and continued to pepper kissed up his jawline and was dying to get a taste of Aelius. A delicious moan slipped past her lips when her breast was fondled. He was taking such good care of her that it made her aache all the more for him. Slowly did she dissend while planting kisses uponevery inch of skin the way down until she found herself upon her knees. Jade like eyes looked up as slender fingers wrapped around a marble hard length before savoring him from the base, clear to the arched tip.

Soft lips wrapped around the arched helm with a sensual moan of approval. Gabriella knew what she wanted and was not afraid to take it. Her one fear was the reaction to leaving her home, but Aelius was all she needed to take the leap. For one with such a lengthy life this was a thrilling and intimate moment that would stay with her until she was wiped off of the face of the earth. His member was relinquished with a pop. "For just tonight?" It was a tease at his sweet remark as she looked upp at the handsome vessel.
 
His tongue traced the marble flesh as he kissed at her neck, brushing her hair aside with soft growls and pants. As they kissed, his pushed his tongue within her mouth, squeezing at the skin of her rear while he pressed closer to her. He was hard below, all but fully solid and erect at just the proximity of her. He felt her lips on his eyes, her eyes shimmering like emerald flames upon him just as she began to go down. he grinned in delight at it, her lips feeling like flames against his skin as she went down. "And where did the princess...learn something like this...?" his grin showed it was hardly unwelcome.

He looked down at her, hearing the erotic moan, his hand tightening in her hair. He pushed his hips, urging his shaft into her waiting mouth. "Just...like that..." he wanted to feel the wet heat of her mouth, to feel her encase him there, wanting her to experience his taste there...wanting to be inside her soon, here and then in her bed. Passionate, eager, rough, the pair of them. "And for all after..." he confirmed, urging her to take him back into her mouth, moving his hips to take it gently and then firmly, tightening his hand into her hair.

"You are mine."
 
It was an interesting story, to say the least, of how she learned the ways of sensual arousal but she would save that story for down the road. Occasioanlly she felt powerless, but drawing out such reactions from another being with such easy actions was thrilling for her. The grip upon her hair created a flash flood between her thighs. The juxtopoistion of feeling powerful yet and also loving the act of being handled was no lost on her. She feasted upon him like a starving woman. Her tongue undulated the underside of his member while hands careseed at his thighs.

They had a whole night and then some to get to know one another on an intimate level. Even if the sun were to rise they could move things to her room. Her nipples were taut and and silently aching along witht the rest of her body. She may well not be satisfied until they explored every inch of one another. Her throat was stuffed to the brim adn still did not seem to be enough. That hot treat was removed from her lips but her tongue sampled another lick before her tongue swirled around that arched help while enjoying the sight of male looming over her.
 
The knight stood there, his fingers entangled within the black tresses of the princess. He sucked in a breath in time to the pull of her mouth, tightening his grip upon that black mane of hair. He grabbed firmly to it, pushing his hips with equal intensity to fill her throat, wanting to test her a bit as her hands traced up his legs. Oh, how he wanted her...feeling the abject bliss of her sucking firmly at his length with the burning thirst.

He looked down at her, seeing the almost artistic image of the princess with her lips wrapped tight around his cock, making eye contact with her, grinning in approval at the passionate sight while his finger caressed at her cheek, a mark of gratitude. All too quickly, though, it ended, leaving him erect before her. He wasted no time, kneeling down to take her face in hand. He kissed those ravishing crimson lips heatedly, long and slow as his tongue slipped down. He eased her back to the ground, kissing at the marks on her neck.

Down he went, kissing her breasts, tongue flicking against her hardened nipples. Then lower he kissed, lower still, down to her stomach and then he sank his fangs delicately into the flesh below it, just slightly to lap up a few drops. And then his mouth found between her legs...

And the knight began to feast ravenously upon her.
 
The kiss was captivating and left her body mailable for his guidance. Soft skin met with the cool soft surface of the grass beneath them as a fiery trail of kisses was peppered down her ivory skin. The touch was so electrifying that the flick of a tongue against those taut nipples easily caused a gasp to be caught in her throat. The feeling was overwhelming when those fangs sunk into her flesh for that deep connection between the two. Her own hands were restless and rested above her head and visibly her chest rose and fell with each precious breath. Lips were parted as the daring knight had her feeling absolutely breathless. Eyes were laden with lust and her back arched as the pleasure mounted. At this moment she felt so vulnerable, yet could feel no due to her current company.

"Y-Yes!" Pleasure ripped through her like a current as he worked at bringing her to an apex that climbed higher and higher. Gabriella was not new to such intimacy but never has she felt as light as air and every nerve lit on fire. Perhaps it was that talented tongue coupled with who was bringing her to such great heights. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own as a hard kneaded at her own breasts. It was only a matter of time before she shattered and when it did happen it was a glorious moment with a sensual symphony as her mind ascended to great heights only for her to float back to reality.
 
When he slid her back upon the soft earth, his tongue slipped across his lips, eyes gleaming in joyous anticipation as he kissed his way down her body. His smile curved upward with her body lowered to the earth, bared for him, laying practically beyond that cloud of wondrous silk that had once covered her body. The taste of her skin and blood was fresh in his mind and he wanted to taste so much more...he sank down, lips running against her body. Between her thighs to the very core of her. The sweetness danced to his tongue and he heard her gasp.

'Y-Yes!' Oh, the very sound was sweeter than the moans. All but panting, he sank his mouth into her, holding her legs apart to expose her. He wanting to see her, those full lips glistening with honey while his tongue darted in and out of her. He teased her, tasted her, bringing his hand up to between her legs, thumb pressing to that hardened pearl. "Do you want me to make you come...? Do you want me inside you...?"
 
The attention to the cluster of nerves at the forefront of her sex had her choking back a gasp from the shock of pleasure. "Yes... yes I want you inside of me." Her eyes were damn near too heavy for them to open, but she could not help but want to watch him work such magic and fingers and his mouth alone. It was a wonder that rumors spoke of women dropping to their knees before him if this is what they had sampled this form of intimacy. Gabriella wanted more. She wanted him joined with her in the most intimate of ways. She wanted to get to know him both inside and out. At this point, the bar had been set high and there was no going back to what they were before this night.

This was the dawning of a new era for them. The new chapter of a book with no end in sight. It was both the blessing and curse of their kind that made this such a possibility. "I want every single inch of you." No more words could be spoken as he played her body like a well-used fiddle. The precious gem of a princess was not as pure when it came to some things, but she was sure that he was one that would take her and all of her perfect imperfections.
 
The low growl left his mouth as he worked at her clit, sucking there as his hands played against her thighs. But then he heard those words from her, the breathy gasps how she wanted him..he had fantasized about this more than once with the princess of the night, with her beauty, her grace and her wit...he looked at her, his grin now dangerous and coy as he kept her legs open, kissing the lips he found there before one more flick of his tongue between them. "I should make you say please..." he was teasing now, slipping his finger into her gently.

But then he was kissing his way up her body, his length hard below as he heard her say more. Every inch she wished, every inch would she receive...so he rose up, kissing up to her breasts, licking delicately at a nipple as it shone under the moonlight...and at the knowledge that Gabriella's body had known intimacy before, the only reaction was an approving grin...that only made him crave her more.

The tip of him pressed to her lips below, just as he began to slide himself into her.
 
This man was devilish. He had her in the palm of her hand and had her feeling deliciously powerless. She would have uttered the magic word, but the girl was helpless to do anything but slowly gasp as his finger made itself home in the tight and slick confines of her sex. Nipples were taut and proved as sensitive as ever as his tongue flicked at the peaks. He could be so cruel at times and yet her depraved soul found so much pleasure in his taunting mannerisms. To have her fish fulfilled was like taking the first breath she'd had in ages only to brace for it to be knocked back out from the onslaught about to ensue. Soft hands could not keep to themselves and slid across the hard flesh of his body for them to rest upon his back.

Those eyes appeared to try and memorize every perfect imperfection of his face with lips constantly parted for that precious air. "Mmm... must you be such a smart ass?" The sinfully sweet smile gave away that she was far from complaining. "Do you intend to claim, conquer, and worship me for the rest of our days Aelius?" Words fed to the man with lips so close. "I intend to just that to you." It was not a threat, but a promise. He would not shake her easily and if his emotions about them waivered then it was best for him to back out now.
 
His hand closed upon a full breast and squeezed firmly to highlight the nipple all the more. The vampire princess underneath him, the Sanguine Knight slid the tip of his shaft against her, rubbing it against the wetness of her sex. He struck, darting in for a heated kiss, claiming her lips with his just as his hips pushed forth. He pressed himself into her, all the way to settle himself into her body, a firm stroke that linked them. He felt the heat and wetness of her around him. His hands closed on her wrists, pinning her beneath him as he pressed in so deep.

"Must I...?" he chuckled. "I can be more serious if you desire..." His body rocked just slightly, moving himself about within her, his mouth closing in upon her own for a moment. He kissed her once, before his mouth shifted back to her neck and his fangs slid back into the vein, holding her as he began to move. To claim, to conquer and worship with strokes that built steadily, slowly, in speed as he pushed himself into her soaking depths again and again. "Is this what you had in mind...?"
 
This was a dance that the princess could find herself getting lost in time and time again. It was conflicting when it came to where her mind wanted to focus as she felt good in so many places. His solid member has welcomed into her greedy vessel with a moan that caused her lips to break away from the kiss. With wrists pinned the situation got all the more heated. Words were not needed to express just how much she was enjoying herself. When the jest of him being more serious arose the look in her eyes was almost a dare laced with excitement. The kisses were intoxicating, but none more then when his fangs buired themselves into her flesh.

This was the perfect night to die. If there could be one memory in her unnatuarlly long life that she would be more than happy to take with her, it would be this night. Instinctively her back arched in a silent attempt to be as close to him as possible as well as the pleasure that steadily shot through every nerve in her body. "It is a start..." It was clear that she wanted to laugh, but the pleasure was light the tide rolling in with the intensity climbing higher and higher.
 
Aelius's lips curled up into a grin as he beheld the Princess of the Night. His length had sheathed within her folds, feeling them soak about him with the moans from her lips. His hands locked against her wrists, holding her down. He made the grip almost gentle, allowing her the opportunity to struggle or attempt to break free should she desire. Increasing the control, however, her locked her wrists together in one hand, grabbing her black hair to shift her head as his fangs found her throat.

He drank of her as his hips pushed and his hardness buried into her. Never before had he felt this joy at the simple act of joining body to body. And she called it a start. He would have laughed if not for one simple fact: he agreed utterly. His grip on her tightened and his thrusts deepened. He began to push in deep to her, pumping firmly as he built up in roughness and passion, punctuating it with firm pulls of his lips at her throat, mindful not to take too much.

But wanting her to know whose she was, whom she belonged to.
 
This got all the more interested as she found her loose tendrils in his firm grasp and neck exposed for his fangs to sink into. The strength of their kind was far superior to humans so to feel him use a decent amount of strength to keep her pinned was a thrill that she had no idea existed. With each thrust of his hips, she climbed until she found herself teetering on the apex of a high that was so grand. If this was what she had to look forward to for the rest of her days, then she would gladly be his.

Finally, that delightful clutch happened that sent her crashing. It was bound to be the first of many that night. Her entire body, inside and out, tensed as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her. Hands balled up into fists in his grasp, back arched, and toes curled with how good it felt. When her mind descended from the heavens her body was still brimming with pleasure. She was addicted to Aelius, there was no doubt about it. Any extended time apart would surely lead to withdrawals and the effects would not be nearly as enjoyable. "Oh yes..." A delicious moan of approval sounded as she ached for more.
 
His hands tightened on her, holding those slender wrists and that curtain of night. With his fangs inside her throat, he bit harder; vampires had ways to establishing ownership and he was now demonstrating this one to Gabriella. He guided her, held her up to the precipice of pure pleasure with his mastery of the body. He thrust against her, inside her deeper and faster as he took her to the edge, determined not to let her fall over it until he decided it was time.

He did not make her wait long. The shuddering of her frame under him, the tremors her body was wracked by, the sudden tightness below as he buried himself so deep inside her. He released her neck and kissed her, pushing in and out as he rode through her orgasm, still holding her as he pushed, taking the pleasure denied to him for so long. He pushed inside her to the hilt, stiffening as he released within her, spending hard and firm.

He was still hard, he realized. Once was not enough with Gabriella, far from it...but he released her wrists, feeling at her breasts. "Did you enjoy the first taste, dear princess...?"
 
The kiss felt almost necessary to keep her weighted down to earth as she felt almost like flowing away because it all felt so good. "Aelius!" she cried out in great delight as he spent himself within her body. As her wrists were released she caressed at his cheeks and seized another delicious kiss from him before answering. Arms draped around his neck in the form of a loose hug. "I loved it." There was that smile again. A smile reserved just for in and brought light to the night. Her words were practically fed to the man as lips were but a hairsbreadth from his. This trip to the garden was a wondrous idea.

"My turn..." there was a little laugh that could send chills down one's spine. With that, she sat up and pushed to have him rolled to the side with his back up the grass as she looked down upon that handsome visage. "I think I like it up here. It has a very nice view." His marble-hard member remained sheathed within her. The princess could never get enough of him and it showed as she started grinding upon his length with a palm resting in the center of his chest and lips again as she took advantage of this delicious situation. She guided his hands to both of her breasts in a silent encouragement to do as he please as she fueled her addiction for him by riding him.
 
The kiss he offered carried with it the taste of her sweet, rich blood, his tongue darting into her mouth while he unshackled her wrists from his hand. They lay upon the ground underneath open air, bodies entwined as he breathed in and out from the afterglow of their exertions together. His hands ran over her breasts as he squeezed there. "I loved it, too," he admitted before his lips devoured hers again.

"My turn."

Oh, now this was exciting, he thought as he let her shift him with surprising strength. He wanted to see what the princess had in mind, suddenly staring up at her, her statuesque body on display. Her raven hair fell about her body, the princess's breasts all but shining before him in moonlight. He reached up as she guided, taking her breasts in hands, feeling hard nipples against his palms as his hips bucked upward. He gave what was between plea and command:

"Ride me, princess. Show me what you are capable of."
 
Knees dug into the lush green of the grass beneath them as the lady of the night heeded her Knight's words and rode him like a bull. His cock slamming into the mouth of her womb each time. Breasts bouncing in time before she leaned forward and stole a kiss from those lips that beckoned her. Kisses were peppered along his jaw as she made her way to the delectable curve of his neck. Her tongue sampled his flesh as hot panted breaths beat down upon his skin from taking pleasure in impaling herself repeatedly on his cock. Ivory fangs sunk in and the thin flow sent a rush through her body.

This man had her wondering how it was possible to be so close to heaven and hell at the same time. Hips worked with a purpose and the pleasure caused her to break the crimson kiss upon his neck for some much-needed air. " You feel so good..." words whispered into his ear in the form of a sultry moan. Slow or fast, no matter the tempo, her body was shook from how good he made her feel.
 
Giselle was astride him, her legs parked on either side of his muscled torso. Her body shimmered like pale fire in the moonlight as his hips pushed upward into the tight wetness of her slit. His hands remained pressed to the swells of her breasts, squeezing firmly as he then pinched and tugged at the nipples. He was still holding on as she slammed her hips down upon his cock, her fangs buried in his neck with a mingling of pain and ecstasy.

He abandoned her breasts, reaching to seize her ass and he began to thrust upward, driving his cock into the woman who rode him like such a champion equestrian. He had no wish to dislodge her as he then claimed her lips, still holding to her rear, one finger teasing the rear entrance, just to taunt her a bit. Holding her, keeping her on top, he pushed up, challenging her to respond, his grin flashing a touch of crimson to the fangs.

"Is that all you have, princess...?"
 
Aelius was full of surprises at every turn. His hand upon her ass fished a sweet moan from her lips. A sharp gasp sounded as a stray finger teased at her rosebud and brought an alien pleasure to light. Her knight's hard bucks had her panting and absolute pleasure. There was no way that she could not reciprocate his smile in time with his slick remark. "Is that a challenge?" With that, she sat up and rode this man like her life depended on it. The feeling was mind-blowing. With each time she impaled herself upon him she would bottom out, breasts would shake, and the bliss ripped through her.

The stamina was all-pervading, but the pleasure was a welcomed barrage that threatened to render her useless to him if the ball of tension building up within her core had anything to do with it. Fangs tinged with red were on full display was air almost seem impossible to come by with the panting. The cool night air licked at her sweat slickened flesh. Hair was tossed back in cascading ebony tendrils. "Break me, Aelius..." It was almost a plea.
 
Aelius could only adore what a wild thing his princess truly was. The gasp that escaped her as he teased her rear hatch did not escape him, but it was not with displeasure, nor with reluctance...instead he trailed his finger there, teasing the entrance before he slid it within her, moving it in and out in conjunction with the way they rode at one another. . "If it's a challenge, it's one you're rising to meet," he all but purred now, enticed by the sheer display of eroticism she gave riding his cock feverishly.

"Break me, Aelius..." She all but begged. There was only one way to master such a beautiful, willful woman as Gabriella..so he shifted her, in a fluid motion, she was deposited to her hands and knees, given no time to catch her breath as his cock returned to its proper place in her silken heat. Aelius began to thrust, riding his princess of the night from behind, one hand descending to give a light crack upon her pale ass. "You are mine," it was an order now as he pushed so hard that the sound of their skin colliding could reach her ears. His hand tightened in the dark tangles of her hair, tugging as he mastered her body with his.

"Give me your neck...I want to hear you beg..."
 
The shock of being maneuvered to her hands and knees was apparent in the high pitch gasp that sounded from her. The surprises were swift in succession as she was impaled without warning. It was a massive relief to be joined with him again. The sharp sting to her ass fished a moan from her. That grip on her hair got her juices flowing. His voice aided in feeding her depraved soul. The possessiveness was desired and needed at this point. At the dark knight's order, she got off of her hands and sat up to give him access to her neck. "I am yours... use me..." It was clear that there was no permission needed.

His cock slammed home repeatedly and was driving her insane on its own. Couple that with the spank, any bites, and the rough handling and she was putty in his hands. "Aelius, please!" Already she was teetering on the edge and just needed a push. "You ruin me for others.... " It was praise. There was no one else that she would give herself to. No one could handle her like this. There was no one else that she would. After a sample, she was drunk off of him. She may well be actually broken after this and may need to be carried to her next destination as her legs were bound to fail her. "Please Aelius!!" It was hard to talk beyond the panting as she was smothered in just enough pleasure. "I beg of you..."
 
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The shocked noise that issued from the princess's mouth set Aelius to a fanged grin as he deposited her down roughly. his cock followed with even more fervor and force, pushing deep into the sodden folds before him. The slap to her ass, the grip of her hair enticed him all the more. Without restraint, Aelius pounded himself into her, fangs sinking into her throat to hold her as much as drink from her. Without gentleness, he took that gorgeous, experienced body, slammed himself heatedly within the princess's dripping folds.

His hands massaged her breasts, one going down to tease at her clit. "Do I now...?" he licked the marks he had made. He held her up in place as he pushed feverishly at her. "I want to hear that sweet voice all the more..." he murmured. "As I take you...I want to hear you beg me to fuck you, Gabriella.." He made her lift her pale ass and slapped it firmly ass, driving himself home into her without pause...determined not to give out until she was well and truly plundered.
 
The aroma stemming from their erotic dance was a sweet backdrop to the scene taking place. Those fangs making themselves at home and savoring their host sent a shock straight to her groan. It was one trigger after another. This man left no stone unturned. All she could seem to do was moan, groan, and gasp. "I love how hard you are with me..." Small orgasms rocked her with no time for recovery. Greed was a sin most flaunted and following as a close second was lust. The night beauty was elated to bathe in them both. Her soulless self was condemned to eternal damnation, according to the humans, so why not enjoy such readily available pleasures?

"Fuck me like that...please!!" he always knew how to get her words lodged in her throat with such well-timed thrusts. "Yes.. YES...." a sweet cry sounded as she shivered in his grasp. Her body was trembling from the tension and ," Like that.... so hard.... so rough.... please... please!" She was so close to breaking that she could take it. The slaps to her ass added to the tension and her mind snapped. Her back arched and eyes closed against the intense pleasure as that telltale clutch wrapped her tight around him as her body writhed and her mind was overload and then sent her to the depths of nowhere for a brief moment. Nirvana? Who knows but she felt light as air.
 
The scent of her arousal was more than Aelius could take. He nestled his fangs deep within his princess's neck, trailng his fingers along her stomach as his hips pumped firmly. Each push sent his cock deep within her body. "You make me so hard, my princess..." he purred as he felt the contractions within her. He could not begin to get enough of her, driving in and out as he relished in the sheer lust they generated together. Together as one, they danced with such intimate fervor.

"Louder," he murmured into her ear, grabbing her hair again. "Beg me for it...I want to hear that sweet voice as I fuck my Gabriella..." his hand dscended back upon her ass, his thumb coaxing back into the hole there as his motions increased. The delicacy of earlier was replaced by a heated, rough pushing until orgasm was sending her over the edge. He held on for a long time, bringing her to the height until he pressed in deep and spent himself with all he had within her folds.
 
This man, this beast... he was the best. Never has she felt so immeasurably satisfied. Slowly the outside registered for her bit by bit. The breeze licking at their sweat slickened bodies. The grass biting into her knees. The sound of the leaves in the trees rustling. How long had they been out here? The night would not wait for them. No matter how pure the blood, the damage would be no less painful. "Will you stay with me?" Of course, he said that he would before, but she wanted him to stay by her side for the day. She wanted Aelius to continue their time together in her tower.

Getting dressed seemed like so much of a chore, but the beautiful dress befitting her station had to be dawned once more. It was almost funny how her legs almost did not want to cooperate with her. "The strength was easy enough to conjure, given what they were, the pleasure lingered but the fatigue was short-lived. The trek back could not have appeared more tedious. "Shall we?" The dress clung to all the right places and fell into a pool around her feet. Long locks were loose and framed that pretty face of hers. "Will you escort me to my chambers?"
 
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