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A lady's dark secret ( raven and I)

the pony of death

the pony of death

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Jul 4, 2009
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Colorado
Adalyra woke in her bed her long natural red hair draped around her like a net against her milky white skin, she quivered in the chill air a bit. She looked around and grabbed her robe pulling it around her since all she had on was a thin night gown. Her crystalline blue eyes darted about the room as the candlelight caught them there was a ring of gold around her pupils. She was always a bit disoriented when she first awakened, she climbed out of bed revealing her short stature barely standing over five feet tall, she was slender but with nice curves, her features were very beautiful and feminine. She walked over to her closet, trying to figure out what she was to wear.
She remembered the first time she had come to this house many years back, she had been barely alive after having been chased from country to country for her feeding frenzies. She would feed on several towns people until she had drawn too much attention to herself, she had repeated this process so many times that she'd had no where left to run. She had heard rumors about this place. She had knocked at the door only to find a man here.
This man was named Claude and he was the true owner of this house he helped her by hiding her for about a century until people had forgotten her for the most part. He would bring her whatever she needed to stay alive until then. Once people had moved on he taught her more control and helped to keep her thirst in check. Claude kept her safe and under control and from then on she had climbed up in society making their household for the most untouchable since no one dared to accuse them of anything. Claude however had chosen to make her the lady of the house and stay as her butler when company was around something she never quite understood.
She looked around and spotted him "what should I wear today?" she asked softly, she was only ever this soft to him but not often. She looked over at him she never fully understood him he was stronger than her but he only showed that he was in charge behind closed doors. She did not wish to complain though she was happy in her new life. She was his partner behind the closed doors and his master outside of them, it was more complicated than just that even. They were lovers something that was new to her but she did enjoy such a new thing to her. The ability to truly rely on some one and be herself with, plus she owed her life to him with out him she would have been dead over a century ago.
 
"I thought perhaps you'd be interested in the green gown this evening My Lady. We're to attend the Lord Hucrest's dinner this evening. I believe he wanted to discuss something about My your business. Perhaps he believes if he entertains you he'll come across some discounted goods for the Lady Hucrest." Her butler didn't look a day over twenty five though his attire indicated That even though he was a mere butler his mistress we well enough financially to allow him the best of tailors. His shoulder length Hair was tied back in a single red ribbon. He avoided the Bow of the knot though and merely tied a standard knot to keep his hair back in place.

His eyes a contrasted green as opposed to the red servants outfit he wore. In the house however the servant master relationship was at a pause for only they both knew he was the true master of the house. He had moved from his previous standing position near the door of her room and had just finished approaching her. He stood a foot above her at an even six foot, his hair a deep brown. He stood to her left now his right arm draped around her back resting his hand right at the upper portion of her waist. The door was shut and none of the other lesser servants had permission to intrude into her chambers. He so enjoyed feeling her skin but he didn't press past her robe. "Be careful of Hucrest, he's shrewd and will offer whatever he can for us to lose profit. Remember poised, classy." His hand slipped a bit lower over her right leg going down over her inside thigh to steel his point. "No matter what darling. Understood?" His hands trails back up and over the outside of her robe between her legs then back onto her hip.
 
Adalyra nodded "yes I think the green gown shall do quite nicely. I am glad you will be coming along this time these dinners can get to be very uncomfortable on my own" she said softly. She turned to face him as he made a point to tell her how to behave and what to expect. She often got annoyed with how he ordered her around but it beat the alternative, she lifted her chin a bit revealing her strong jawline "I am not so easily manipulated you should know that better than anyone" she said softly, she reached down grabbing his hand as it moved over her lower body. "perhaps if you don't trust me you should go on your own" she said letting a slight bit of her temper show to him something she rarely did. She removed his hand from her as she slipped off her robe and night gown, she turned so her back was to him as she stepped into the gown pulling her arms into the sleeves. "would you do the back for me" she said softly her normal polite tone returning now that she had made her point. She looked over her shoulder at him as she pulled her hair out of the way exposing her back completely to him showing her trust in him. She found often that he acted as if he did not trust her, which stung a bit but she knew it was just his way. She waited for him to help her as she made her way to her perfume sprinkling a tiny bit on her finger tips applying it to her neck collar bone, and between her breasts. She knew that there would be some level of flirting at the dinner it was part of the job but she was not too fond of it, she would get over this quickly once she returned home where she could in a way be her true self.
 
"A warning nothing more My Lady." He wasn't intent on playing with her this evening. Lovers they were but the mood had to be right, and her personality was anything but submissive. Once she had removed his hand he bowed slightly like a good butler should but refused to avert his eyes when her clothing was removed. Upon her request he tied the back of her gown and bowed once again dismissing himself from her presence.

Claude had to finish readying himself the outfit he was in was the normal home attire and he did have to wear something that would accent his mistress in the public eye. His clothing for the dinner was still black, but his his shirt was a light sea blue sheen to accent his mistresses eyes when they stood together. Claude was manipulative this was complete truth, but his plans were more than what any normal person could grasp. He had told Adalyra why he had made her mistress of the house. No his little touch to her earlier was just a mild preparation to what the host may try to have his way both physically and economically.

He stepped from his room moment later after dressing himself to give his mistress the best possible attention ratio there was. He could dress himself up anyway he desired but in then end he was nothing but a butler. He would stand out just enough for the attention on him to shift to his employer and then fade from the scene completely. He moved down the hall on the first floor to wait by the stairs for his mistress to be present so he could escort her to the carriage.
 
Adalyra looked in the mirror as she brushed her hair letting it fall down her back to her waist, she admired her self briefly then headed down stairs, she had little need for makeup since her nature had given her plump red lips and slightly rosy cheeks. She made her way down to Claude she gave him a slight smile "if you are that worried about what he will try perhaps you should stay close by to protect me my dear" she said giving him a playful wink. She held out her hand for him to help her into the carriage, he had truly turned her from a blood thirsty monster into a lady it would seem.
Adalyra was silent the entire ride over to the dinner, once they arrived she calmly stepped out of the carriage onto the cobblestones of his driveway. She made her way to the doorway knocking lightly on the door, the door opened slowly letting her inside. She made her way to the foyer and curtsied "good evening it is such a pleasure to be invited to your home my dear lord Hucrest" she said softly holding out her hand in a polite introduction. She gave him a polite smile, she needed to always be friendly especially with the males since a little flirting went a long ways in business. She knew that if he was more fond of her than any others she would get more business and make more money off of him, but she refused to sacrifice her dignity for a little extra cash that would make her no better than a common prostitute.
 
Claude smiled at her words. Of course he would protect her if it came down to it. But at the same time she could simply revert slightly and gorge herself on the host and his family. Never the less If she chose to keep up appearances then he would step in. He helped her up into the carriage and then drove them to the estate in which the Hucrest called their home. The trip was a fair distance but never the less they arrived on time. The Hucrest butler seen them into the foyer and they were greeted Claude bowed first and then the lovely Lady curtsied.

Claude remained silent for the initial greeting but remained by his mistress. "My lady if you so desire I would offer my services for preparation of the evening meal." There was no point in hovering over her she could care for herself if the need got dire enough. He had often done this as well to help her. Even one such as her needed an eye and ear elsewhere to gather intelligence from the other servants. gossip in which could benefit then both with the business, and political gain. Claude himself was a very shrewd manipulator much like their host, but Claude's game had begun long before they had even arrived at the door.
 
Adalyra nodded in reply Claude's offer "yes you should do that we should be polite and helpful guests" she said softly. She eyed the lord briefly and took a seat in a chair across from the lord "so you wish to purchase some items for your lovely wife I hear. What sort of items were you looking for, perhaps diamonds and pearls or just gowns and shoes?" she asked she did not see much point in beating around the bush she was in business and time was money so there fore she wished to waste no time at all.

The lord Hucrest eyed her and moved to the chair next to her "I was hoping for a little of everything my wife is quite fond rubies and she likes clothing to match them....nut I had hoped I could discuss the cost of such items in more detail with you...." he placed his hand on her knee in attempt to test the waters a bit "perhaps after dinner" he moved his hand a bit higher "in a place more private" he finished leaving his hand where it was.
Adalyra stood quickly and moved from his grasp "I am not that kind of business woman my lord and my prices are set unless you would like to pay more..." she paused circling him "Yes I think for that little stunt it will cost you unless you want certain rumors to be let free to the public" she said. "now for a price I will keep this little moment to myself provided you never lay another hand on me" she said with a smirk. She worked quickly but very rarely did things go smoothly. She walked over to him and held out her hand "do we have a deal?" she said almost sounding sweet and sincere.
 
Such a predictable man, Claude hadn't even been out of ear shot yet and already the discussion had started. It seemed that his warning to her earlier was spot on, anything sudden like that would have had her forget her manners and assault the lord Hucrest. Claude enjoyed such things though in fact that's how the first intimate night was spent with her, fighting. Adalyra held herself perfectly, She had backed the host into a social corner. Not only would this increase the price he'd pay for her silence, but it would ensure that her status was elevated slightly more. A hidden grin was on Claude's lips as he too could use this for the other plans they had.

Hucrest hadn't expected this from her, he had expected resistance, but this wasn't the degree he'd anticipated. She had turned the entire negotiation into blackmail, and not just any kind social blackmail. This type was the worst for their day and age, and lord Hucrest had a lot of social standing and hand his finger in nearly everything. A blow like this could ruin everything he had worked for. He could deny it but this wasn't the first woman he'd played like this what if the other step forwards and told their husbands, no that would ruin him worse; he had to accept. "What do you want of me Lady Harlow?"


Claude soon returned with the evening meal a half hour later. The food had already been well prepped and only needed time to cook, Hucrest's staff was very efficient, but they were gossips and that was just what he had hoped for. It sounded as though the terms of her contract were closing with their host but never the less he stayed one dinner was served. A short while later their desert was served, the meal was held in complete silence though Claude would have plenty to discuss when they went home.
 
Adalyra smirked she had performed this little dance perfectly just as Claude had taught her, she ate her meal in silence relishing in her win on this deal. She waited till desert was served "I was thinking we should be able to complete that order but it will cost you about twenty five percent more to have it done right, and we should also be able to get you a new shipment in every month for the next two years for you to save you the hassle" she said she was trying to be discrete with the mans wife in the same room. Essentially she was telling him that the twenty five percent increase would buy her silence along with a two year monthly order and delivery contract. Guaranteeing her income from him for at least two years. She always kept the prices reasonable if it was too hard to swallow they would seek out other solutions rather than dealing with it privately and she did not need or want a war so she tried to bleed them a little with out out right killing them. If she destroyed them than what income would she have. She understood the balance of things but then again she also held all the card in these situations.
The lord nodded "yes I think that would be perfect anything for my wife. I just love seeing her smile" he said as he excepted her steep but reasonable offer. He had little choice in the matter but it certainly beat the alternative. The pain of being caught was obvious in his eyes.
Adalyra smiled "good I look forward to all our future business together I should have your first shipment in a couple of weeks" she said finishing her dessert, she pulled out a contract and signed it then passed it over for him to sign as well saying that he agreed to the terms of course not mentioning the blackmail that would stay in her head for safe keeping.
 
How proud he was at her behavior, but it couldn't be allowed to be seen. He was simply a butler, he had to save face until they left. Claude was the perfect butler while they closed the deal with Hucrest's signature. There was light banter between everyone at the table from that point on. Claude spoke to his Mistress a few times attempting to draw in their host's gracious wife. His voice was low and his lips were near her ear, this of course was subtle enough not to draw attention to himself or her away from the conversation. The main thing he always mentioned in her ear was if she was inclined to leave, after all it was his job to remind her of her schedule.

Claude could think of no way better then to goad the host's wife into speaking up. He had learned that the Lady Hucrest wanted to learn how a business worked though her husband didn't really have an occupation other than an investor in a few major British companies. What better way than a curious rich Lady wanting to know about the topic of her guests busy work schedule. Yes Claude indeed loved to play head games but never used his Lady as a pawn, but more of a spectator on how to do things more efficiently without detection.
 
Adalyra smirked lightly as she picked up on the slight hint that is was time to go "now that our business is done here I'm afraid I must be going I have so much work to do. Thank you for a lovely dinner I hope we can do this again soon." she said politely and got up from the table bowing respectfully. She made her way towards the door looking over her shoulder at Claude, she hoped he was pleased with her work this evening. She let the butler open the door for her "help into the carriage would you Claude" she said softly. If nothing else this whole switching of roles was almost like foreplay for them. He seemed to enjoy watching her manipulate the clients and she enjoyed that way he waited on her hand and foot.
She climbed into the carriage taking a seat inside, the carriage ride was short as they pulled up into their home, she loved it here and she never wanted to leave. She climbed out of the carriage making her way inside stopping just inside the hall "I take it you're pleased my work this evening?" she asked seeking some kind of pat on the back or reward. She liked to please him but not in the manner a servant would it was more of she took it as a challenge to impress him as often as she could she had learned much from him over the years they had lived together. She moved a tad closer to him as if she were going to seduce him like one of their clients.
 
"Of course my Lady." Claude replied extending his arm out to help her into her ride for the evening. He then bade farewell to the host and his wife before climbing atop the carriage driving the young Harlow back to the estate. They had arrived and he helped her down from the carriage. Adalyra did seem to relish in having him wait on her but it was fine with him, after all he was still lord of his manor in his own right and he could easily turn the roles on her. This however was a very fun game to him, being powerless while he held all the cards in his favor.

Once they were inside the manor hall she had stopped and asked if she had please him. "Indeed Lady Harlow he was caught completely off guard and you forced your way around his ploy head on. Like grabbing a victim by the throat and watching them try to scream beneath your grasp." She had taken a step closer as he was speaking and his eyes went to her, seduction was one of her best games, but he was not entirely subdued by them because of his hellish nature. His left hand slipped behind her resting on the small of her back as he drew himself a bit closer. He took step after step forcing her back until she could go no further her back against the wall. "You did wonderfully." His lips gave way to a grin like a hunter above his prey.
 
Adalyra smirked at the analogy he used and even more as he backed her against the wall "perhaps we should a victim and try little maneuver we could both use some fun I think" she whispered softly extending her tongue lightly flicking it against his lips. She arched her back pressing back against him, she well knew her place but she found that the switching of roles did have a tendency to make them crave one another. It was a fun little game for them, "if I didn't know better I'd say that watching watching me seduce and manipulate these pathetic humans, I'd say that turns you on." she whispered. She slowly lowered her hand to rest in the middle of her back over his and the other to gently grasp his interlacing their fingers, she moved in close her lips lightly caressing his neck then spun them around so that his back was to the wall. This little dance they were doing was quite normal for them, she slowly started to pull away, to leave him there as she got this wild look in her eyes, they flashed a bit as she had a bit of a hunger wanting to feed on so fresh flesh "I'm a little hungry how about you" she said licking her lips playfully.
She slowly made her way across the room, she wanted to see if she could find some poor human to feed on, "can we go out for a hunt tonight?" she asked he kept her from draining every human she saw alone in a dark alley. He kept her from losing control and she both loved and hated that about him. She loved that he kept her from getting killed by an angry mob but she hated the level of restraint that it required. She swooped across the room back to him nuzzling into his neck he had allowed her to feed off of him since it did nothing to him, but it wasn't often "or I could feed on you" she whispered with a smirk.
 
She had licked her lips a sign of what she had been planning. It was a tell she didn't always realized she did and then she pounced. He caught her and roughly pinned her back to the wall as she finished her final sentence to him. "You can but we need to get out of sight." He whispered back. His hands both ran up her sides. "You know how you get when you drink from me my dear." The roles had completely seemed to revert back to their original nature with him as the commanding presence to her beautiful being. His hands were firm on her covered body making sure his touch had been known.

He remained there for a few moments pressing his body up against hers, her dealings with the human did entertain him and aroused him, but what had done so more was her craving of him and his blood. She wouldn't have put herself in such a place had she not wanted it, it was their understanding that make this evident. He wouldn't force himself unless she had extremely excited him or invoked his wrath somehow, unless she had given hints as to her lustful cravings. What were her actions now with him if not one giant hint? "Let's get out of sight and we can continue this elsewhere my pet?"
 
Adalyra smirked as he caught just as always she would have to figure out how he did that but no matter she had other things on her mind right now. She smirked and pressed back against him she loved how he took control like this and knew exactly what she wanted always. She slowly slipped from between him and the wall. She slipped up stairs holding onto his vest tightly, she was almost up to her chambers which she most of the time shared with him, they barely made it inside before she slammed the door, leaning into him pressing him firmly against the wall, she could smell his blood and it was intoxicating her mouth was already starting to water with anticipation. She wanted to taste it, she loved the way it fogged her brain it was so much tastier than any human she'd ever tasted and she could have as much as she wanted when he would let her since he would quickly produce more since he was a demon. She lightly bit her bottom lip "I want..." was all she could say since it pretty much covered everything that she wanted and craved right now. She licked the skin of his neck and shivered with desire, "you are so good to me and yet the way your mind works makes you so...desirable" she whispered in his ear softly nipping his ear lobe. She had found her perfect match they were like two sides of a scale she helped him get what he wanted and he kept her under control.
 
Claude's hand raised to the back of her neck. He had barely gotten into the room and her passion was strong. Her little trailed off sentence was all he needed to entice her more with a snap off his fingers on is right hand a powerful barrier was put up in the room so she couldn't escape. This prevented harm to any and everyone outside of the room, and Claude was invulnerable to her claws and fangs. Any blood rage that may come was now prevented as he drew her in with his left hand which rest softly on her neck applying pressure guiding her to his neck. "Then take your desire but know I'll have you this night my pet." He cooed softly into her ear as her fangs drew ever closer with his help.

His demonic heart was beating quickly with anticipation for her body and the minor pain she could inflict, but the thoughts of what he would do to her had his blood rushing to all parts of his body. Yes, he would have her this evening, he'd have her in many ways. "Well what are you waiting for?" He teased his right hand moving up the left side of her gown inching ever so slowly to the left mound of her chest.
 
Adalyra dug into his neck deeply with her fangs closing her eyes as she drank deeply her eyes shot open once she tasted his blood as they slowly turned blood red the color expanded from the pupils all the way out till there was nothing but red. She went into a sort of frenzy drinking as much as she could of his blood she loved the taste, the power it held made her body quiver beneath his touch. She moaned slightly as she drank more until she couldn't take anymore. She slowly released his neck from her jaw, she nuzzled into his chest panting heavily, "you are so delicious" she whispered licking the wound as it seemed to heal almost instantly from what he was. She kissed his neck as she clawed at his chest, her head was in a fog from his blood she was drunk with it. She ripped off his vest and shirt tossing them aside, she wanted him, she'd had her meal now she wanted her dessert. She leaned up pressing her lips firmly against his as she clawed lustfully at his chest, she moaned into his lips, her body was growing hot almost like she were truly alive, it was one of the benefits of feeding off him, he would give her the illusion of being warm so she could trick their clients. They would quickly grow suspicious if they felt the chill of her skin. She slowly broke the kiss trailing the tips of her fangs over his skin playfully.
 
The pain of her fangs digging into his neck increased the rate at which the blood flowed through him, the speed practically shooting his blood down her throat. His left hand could feel the large gulps that she took from him as it rested on the back and side of her neck. The feeling was marvelous and his right hand had reached it's goal cupping her left breast within it's grasp. His upper clothing was shortly after ripped from hie and her nails digging down his chest leaving gashes behind. He chose too let them stay there for a moment so she could relish in the look of the minor discomfort he was in. His right hand remained where it was only to be removed quickly dragging most of the dress above the corset with it. He looked over at the exposed flesh with a grin and returned her compliment to her. "You are delicious as well my pet."
 
She pressed firmly against him, she wanted more, her head was spinning from his blood, she held it for a moment, she nuzzled into his neck. He was the only one she ever allowed to touch her willingly, she loved the way his skin felt against hers, she pressed against him more firmly sliding her thigh up his leg longingly. She felt like there had always been this sort of magnetism between them, even the first time they met.

Her mind flashed back to that first night, she remembered barely making it to the foot of his steps, she'd heard a rumor of a demon here in london, she had hoped that by coming here that she might survive since vampires were in a way their kin. She had been weak from going days with out feeding. When she collapsed on his front steps she remembered seeing him open the door, the next thing she remembered she woke in a bed, Claude had been standing in the corner watching over her as she rested. She remembered him handing her a glass full of blood little had she known it was his blood and what it would do to her. She had taken the drink and downed it after being half dead, but it would have been permanent this time. She remembered how it had felt it made her veins burn causing her to scream in pain, then she sat up fully looking over at him, she blacked out then several hours later she'd come to after consuming the blood of every servant in the house. She remembered that he was neither angry with her nor startled. He was so calm as he always was....

She came back to the moment that she was having with him right now "you always have known exactly what I want" she whispered in his ear kissing him deeply and passionately, she loved it when he didn't let himself heal so she could claw and destroy his flesh she loved seeing that look of torture on her victims face though from him it wasn't pain it seemed to be desire. She slowly pulled away from him admiring her work and backed away slowly to see if he was feeling as playful as she did today. She loved it when she got him to play, he would always take complete control and since she was always in control outside of this house she loved it when he was in complete control. Of course she fought back but it was useless against him.
 
"Of course I know exactly what you want I've consumed your blood as you have mine my pet." His control wasn't perfect he had a few fits of rage, but he'd been around longer than she had as well. Claude had learned how to quell his rage with mind games of strategy and deception. His blood was toxic to most anyone who would take even a sip of it either on purpose or mistake. Her nature however the; the type of creature she was, was in fact that of the lowest of demons. Back in the days of old when the man who became Dracula had his first drink, he had made a pact for his soul.

The story was that of a bedtime told to young demons as their superiors raised them, for demons had no parents save for the flames of darkness. Time had stopped back then right as the man was about to be killed and the devil himself had appeared for the pact, the man was to be given immortality for the price of drinking human blood. The man unknowing the full potential of the curse drank, and became the No-life King Dracula. This was why her mind was in a haze, his blood was like that of a drug that would ensnare the senses and bring ones blood to a boil, anything lesser than a demon would be killed by it. She was stepping back now, clearly admiring her handy work on his flesh but the way her body moved begged for him. Each and ever subtle movement of her waist caused her weight to shift bringing attention to her hips and legs as she became less of a lady and more of a woman in heat.

His eye flickered crimson as she practically screamed 'take me' to him with her body. One step that was all he took and he was right there with her her back up against the oak bedpost his body flush with hers his left leg pressing against the fabric between her legs his knee right there rubbing the fabric against her most intimate of areas. He was inhaling slowly through his nose as he leaned in against her neck. The smell of her rushing vein had him eager to have his meal the lifted his left hand to her chest between the ample mounds of flesh and nail dragging itself slowly between the bare skin leaving a mark that would be deep and clean. She wouldn't die from the wound but the pain would still be slight like that of a burning sensation that stung, only to be heighten by her intensified state from her high. The nail of his finger continued down now cutting into the fabric as his lips move ever so closer to her neck, his mouth opening slowly and silently. As his finger neared where his left knee pressed against her tauntingly he latched onto her neck and the weight of the heavy dress would make itself fall away to the ground save for the part still held in place by his leg. She was now exposed, and he was in complete control, she had woken his desire and now above all else he would have her multiple times this night. For now Claude remained in his position drinking from her neck letting the drawn line bleed just enough to chill her warmed body in the cold castle room.
 
Adalyra smirked as he pinned her against the bed post, she tilted her head to the side exposing her neck to him, it was actually a very sensual thing among their kind to share each others blood. She moaned slightly as he pressed his knee between her legs and even more as he made the cut on her chest. She took her nails digging them into his back, he was the only one who had ever made her truly happy and in a way complete even considering her life amongst the living. She arched her back pressing against him as he moved her fingers to toy with her, she slid her thigh up his leg, she loved it when he lost just a little bit of control it made him more like her, it made him wild with her. Almost like they were wild beasts. She held her mouth open as she moaned closing her eyes, he made her feel like she was in pure ecstasy. She dug her nails into him, hungrily, she wanted more, she loved what he did to her.

Her mind drifted to the when she had first been turned, she'd come from a reasonably well to do family in spain, not terribly rich but not poor either. She had been trained in many different languages by the time she was nineteen, she had learned english, french, and some russian. She was being courted by a wealthy business man, when she was attacked on her way home from a play, she had been riding alone in her carriage when a strange creature had entered and lunged at her feeding on her. She remembered being terrified and passing out. The next thing she knew she woken up in a dungeon of sorts, she had been chained to the wall. The man had tortured her in a variety of ways, he was studying her as she turned. He had even with held feeding from her until she was nearly dead one of the reasons she had never developed much control of her feeding urges.

She snapped back to reality, her mind often drifted after drinking his blood, she couldn't help it, her mind was o badly broken she could barely keep it under control when she wasn't so high. She sighed heatedly "I want...." she moaned acheingly as she pulled on his back "I want..." she moaned again into his ear. She wanted to feel him she wanted to be completely in a fog and he was the only one that could do that with her. She needed it she'd had such horrible things happen in her life it was the only comfort she got, he was her connection to the world he kept her contained, controlled, and sane or at least as sane as she could be. She kissed and nipped at his shoulder playfully, then smirked as she had a thought. She bit deeply into his shoulder she wanted to see how he responded she rarely bit him when he fed on her, she wanted to see what he would do.
 
The young creature before him could not be blamed for her actions when she was like this, for it wasn't her fault. He had learned this the first night he drank from her to find why she had gone on such a blood torn warpath through his Estate. She had only been there a month before her rampage, but that was now many years ago. The rampage had provided him many opportunities to initiate his plan and set it into motion. She had relieved such a large weight from his shoulders as she took on the duties of the head of the household. To think had she not gone crazy from a few mouthfuls of his blood this never would have happened. It was unfortunate how he had to stop her though, poor child went through so much pain just because he had the nearly drain her dry, but he had to purge her rage.

He heard soft little pleads of longing and lust in his ear but he was too busy tasting the nectar of her veins. The cold chill of her body compared to his forever heated frame seemed to only add to the irony of their perfect balance. His hands moved over lightly grazing over the exposed bare flesh that was hidden a moment ago. His fingers ran lightly over the fresh wound on her chest only to rub the crimson liquid over her breast smearing it over her pale flesh as his lips worked on pulling the blood from her neck with more powerful suction.

That night came into his mind solely because that what he was seeing through her memories. It further excited him as he drank and then He felt something on his shoulder a light painful sensation and blood came from his shoulder. Yes they would share the vision of that night again only this time from each other's perspectives. He was seeing what she had lived and he was seeing what he had done to her then. He pulled away from her neck and spun her around quickly a full three hundred sixty degrees to where she now lay on her back on there bed. The rest of his clothing seemed to just vanish His body moved in a blur and he was on top of her pressing his bare demonic body against hers. Their kiss was passionately lustful the closeness of their hips until finally his body invaded the heated shelter between her legs. She belonged to him fully in every sense of the word and right now he was going to give her what she wanted. His hips rammed himself fully into her not being concerned with being gentle in the slightest.
 
Adalyra moaned as he pushed deep inside her she loved how he never held back on her, she gripped at his back longingly, she arched her back in pleasure, it was true she was his. Not in the sense of ownership but that she was attached to him, they were so bonded that she would never leave him not willingly. She did wonder where they would go for soon people would begin to wonder why they never aged. She wrapped her legs tightly around his hips keeping him close. She slipped her tongue into his mouth deepening the kiss, her body ached for him always. She had a strange sort of affection for him, it made no sense since she didn't really feel much of anything but when they would feed off one another not only did it give the illusion of her being alive again as far as warmth went it seemed to make her feel more human in all aspects. She could feel how warm he felt inside her, she loved the pleasure that they were able to share together.

She had always felt this sort of connection with him even the first time she had met him, she remembered the night she had lost control in his home, she had not known what his blood would do to her in such a fragile state. The way he had caught her before she could even leave his home, he had held her down and drained her, she had nearly died again. She had not known fully what had happened until much later, all she knew at the time when she regained consciousness was that she had killed everyone except him. She remembered when she came back to being alert, she saw him holding her trying to help her recover, he had been so good to her over the years. He seemed to understand her he had even helped her to regain control. She still needed a little nudge every now and then and she rarely fed on humans anymore, she had managed to keep out of trouble. She remembered how despite how drained she was she still had some of his blood inside her and she some how had felt this magnetism between them. She remembered that once she was healthy enough she had pressed against him nuzzling into his neck. Things only progressed from there till they had formed this powerful bond.

She came back to the now and rolled them over lightly biting at his neck as she moved on him clawing at his chest lustfully, she wanted more, she rode him hard rolling her body down on his she was trying to drive him as wild as he had her. She knew he liked being in control but she wanted to toy with him a bit she knew that he liked it when she fought back against him so he had to find harder. She was the only challenge he would ever get since no mere human would even come close to being able to stand a chance against him, but she was strong enough to keep him from killing her if he got a little rough, she knew he would never truly try to hurt her a little playful pain maybe but nothing more than that.
 
Claude enjoyed when she was like this. His blood putting her on a high unlike most humans ever got from their manufactured synthetics. That wasn't all Claude enjoyed, no he enjoyed this the lust and wanting of her. Could it be called lust though there was genuine care between them, they'd not called it love for their kind love was something disgusting. No it wasn't love, or at least openly admitted love, but he enjoyed his minx riding upon his hard shaft burying him further with each downward thrust. A soft groan came from his lips and his eyes focused on how her body moved atop of his.

Claude had engaged in many sexual acts during his numerous years in existence none however wee as good as she was. He was no Inccubi, for not even the succubus' of hell could slate him, even three at a time. No Claude was much more than those weak minded fools below. Ever since the first night Adalyra and Claude had done this she had proven that they were bonded for their immortal lives. She was the only one able to slate his desires, and the only one that could keep up with his drive. This session might not last for the weeks that it could have but this night would remain special none the less.

Her nails dragged over his flesh more ripping and tearing, and only when it went too deep did it heal itself. She'd not forgive herself if she had slain him, and he'd not care to show her how evil he could be, at least not directed towards her. His hands moved down from her neck over the front of her perfectly immortalized body and then down to grip her hips tightly. A grin grew on his face and he forced her down onto him when she was sliding him from her. As he pulled her down his hips shot up to meet her roughly stabbing into her body laying claim and giving her the pleasure she sought from his companionship. His fingernails grew slightly into claws digging into the flesh of her hips the two middle claws penetrating the flesh of the round ass that only he would ever see. Claude knew their connection was too strong just to be lust, but he'd not allow himself that one of his nature could love, no they were mate's not lovers.
 
Adalyra moaned each time he went deep insider her, she loved how he was able to go like this for hours if they wanted, and how he seemed to always want her. She cried out in pleasure as she felt his nails digging into her flesh, she loved the mix of pain and pleasure. She rolled her hips as she moved on his length, she bit her bottom lip drawing a little blood, then kissed him letting him taste her blood while they kissed. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, she wanted more pleasure, he had put her in a haze and their mating was only making it stronger. She slowly pulled up off of him, for a brief moment letting the chill air fall over his warm wet flesh, she smirked down at him then slid back down on him. She thoroughly enjoyed teasing him, she wondered if it bothered him though when some of their clients made a move on her. She was sure that if he felt like she did about him that it did, she hated the idea of ever having to give him up, she was glad that they were both immortal. She kissed him with a sort of strange softness, something she rarely showed and he was the only one who ever got to see it.
She had not had much in the way of experience sexually until she met Claude she had only ever been with one other and that was not by choice. The vampire that had turned her, he had tortured her for almost a century before she had escaped, he had even... She didn't like to think about the things he had done to her. She often woke up in terror, when she did dream they were always nightmares of that horrible man. She was glad that she had Claude he would always make her head go fuzzy so she couldn't think about it and it would help while it lasted. She remembered how when they had first started to get intimate how timid she had been about it at first. Then she soon realized he wasn't like that man at least not to her he seemed to understand. He understood everything she had been through and then how his blood made it all go away and not matter for a little while.
She moaned holding onto him tightly, as she rolled over letting him take over once more, she needed to let go and he was the only one that could make her do that. She had this strange sort of trust, they were like animals they would only mate with one another they protected each other, it fit the description of love but it wasn't and it was certainly never spoken. He was her safety net keeping her in check and giving her everything she needed. She wrapped her legs around his hips tightly lifting her hips off the bed so only her shoulders touched the bed so he could go deeper inside her.
 
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