Our Diabolical Rapture, part 2.
A scream started to come up throug her mouth but the black haired vampire yanked her out and crushed her to the wall, pressing himself to her and covering her mouth with his cold dead hand. Her hair was black and wet, her body warm and soft… she was a bit dark skinned, and absurdly beautiful, she had a high contrast against his skin, but something about that he found beautiful, she muffled screams into his hand wildly…. Tears rolling down her eyes.
“I will not hurt you…” He spoke to her tenderly… his voice was ancient with a hidden greif. Her heart slowed oddly as he removed his hand from her mouth. She did not speak. “I could never hurt you…” He murmmurred staring down at her lips… then her breast, her nipples her hard… he moved his eyes back up to her brown ones and hesitantly wrapped hiss lips around it. She gasped and braced herself against the wall, her hands grabbed his hair, as his tongue rolled over her nipple, tasting her warm skin. He groaned as he crushed his mouth to her.
TO BE CON .