Free Raven Walks by Ginger Voight Page B

eyes and her tiny fangs.
    She had just awoken, and had yet to feed.
    He effortlessly lifted the small woman in his
arms and then sprang back to his quarters. He had to protect her
now. She was most vulnerable then. He couldn’t protect her as a
human, but now she was one of his own. He knew exactly what she
needed.
    The drapes closed behind them, he carried her
to his velvet draped bed. She was gasping for air as she trembled,
almost like a seizure. He touched the hair that framed her face,
stuck to her skin in a cold sweat. Her dead eyes looked right
through him.
    “Don’t worry, my love,” he whispered. “You’ll
be better soon.”
    He tossed aside his cape and unbuttoned his
shirt. Gently he lay down beside her. He touched her hair, her face
and her neck. As his fingers lit upon the wounds there, they began
to sputter and breathe. She coughed before she leaned over and
wretched. But her stomach was empty.
    Her body was empty.
    He pulled her back to him. Her body burned
hot beneath him as their disease ran through her veins. Tenderly he
lifted away the tiny shirt she wore. He couldn’t help his groan as
he stared at her naked breasts for the first time. He felt his body
harden. Lightly he ran his hands over her hardened nipples, and
despite her pain she gasped in pleasure at the contact. He bent
down to capture a tiny pink bud in his mouth.
    Her hand slid up his back and into his short,
tightly curled hair. He groaned against her. She was returning to
him. Encouraged, he sucked from one nipple to the other, feeling
her gyrate under him.
    His hands grasped either side of the denim
short skirt she wore and pulled it down as he kissed his way down
her body. Her legs spread easily for him, but he was going to enjoy
what he had waited so long to savor. He blew cool air against her
painfully engorged clit, making her cry out. Her thighs clamped
down on his ears as she shoved her hungry pussy into his face.
    Still, he took his time. His tongue danced
around over her clit, then along the shiny wet folds of her pussy.
The more he teased, the more responsive she became. He wouldn’t
take her until she finally understood where she was, what she was,
and who she was with.
    Finally she uttered, “Sebastian...”
    With a guttural moan of his own he dove into
her hot cunt. He latched his mouth over her clit and sucked while
his fingers knit together and entered her pussy and her ass in a
double penetration. She bucked her hips against him, lost in a
spiral of passion as he claimed her with his mouth and with his
hands.
    As she sat straight up with a massive orgasm,
her eyes glowed and her fangs grew. He crawled up her body, held
her head in both hands as he kissed her deeply on the mouth. She
could taste herself on his lips, and her tongue thrust into his
mouth for more. With both hands she ripped away the shirt he wore
and bared his hard chest.
    He didn’t resist as she flung him on his
back, taking little nips out of his caramel skin. He cried out as
she latched on one of his own nipples and her fangs pierced the
skin. The minute his blood hit her mouth, they both shot off like a
rocket. His cock was so hard it hurt. He needed to be inside
her.
    She looked down at him with eyes alive with
the life his blood had restored to her. She smiled as she gripped
his enormous hard shaft. Just by touching him she could feel him
inside of her, spreading her wide, pounding her hard. She straddled
him, placed the throbbing head of his dick right at her hungry, wet
pussy and then slid all the way down.
    Both Sebastian and Sonja cried out as he
disappeared inside of her. He was so big and so thick he felt like
he might tear her in half. But she didn’t care. She rocked against
him, bucking her hips, feeling him reach further up inside of
her.
    She was empty no longer.
    He watched his dark meat slide in and out of
her pretty pink hole. It was a sight that never failed to make him
crazy with desire. He grabbed her hips and he guided her up