eyes wide with uncertainty. Lining his cock up with her virgin entrance, he pressed himself tentatively against her, waiting for her reaction. Mira’s body stilled, and she whimpered. Closing her eyes, she gripped the bed sheets and braced herself for his next movement.
Taking a deep breath, Rillan forced himself past her maidenhead and into her body. She gasped, and her face contorted with uncertainty and discomfort. “Relax,” he said gently and stroked her hair from her brow. He held himself over her, half his length inside her and waited for the fluttering walls of her sex to calm and adjust before pushing the rest of the way in.
Mira moaned as the burning pain subsided, and she felt him completely sheath himself in her pussy. His hand reached between them, and his fingers began to dance on her clit. As pleasure began to seep through her once again, she reached up for Rillan. To his surprise, she pulled him to her and began kissing and nibbling at his lips. When her hips moved beneath him, Rillan pulled his hand away and began to rock against her.
Mira stopped her kisses only to moan her appreciation of the slow gentle strokes he was torturing her with. Rillan took his time making love to her. He gave her whatever she seemed to want, alternating from kissing and suckling on her lips, neck, or breasts. He let her hands guide him over her body, as he thrust into her in an agonizingly slow dance. When she came for him again, he closed his eyes, pulled back from her lips, and pressed deeply into her. As he felt her pussy convulsing around his shaft , his body tightened, and he flooded her with his own release. He held onto the sensation for as long as he could, gently pushing into her a few more times as the last of his cold seed spilled into her.
Breathing heavily, he braced himself on his elbows above her. When they both came back to reality, he looked into her eyes warning her that he wasn’t quite done yet. One more test for my brave little one, he thought. This part sent more than one completely compliant girl running from his rooms.
Mira watched him uncertainly. The look on his face didn’t match the current situation. His touch and manor, so gentle and giving were harsh contrast to his now cruel eyes. Then his face started to change. The handsome warrior distorted, his skin paled and his eyes turned completely black and cold, simultaneously receding into his skull as the skin pulled tight. It was as though she was staring into empty sockets. His fangs grew to fill the whole of his mouth, and teeth which had been normal became daggers slanting in all directions. Mira lie lay completely still, while the monster she feared from the beginning took form on top of her.
Rillan waited a few moments, allowing her to soak in the harsh reality of his horrific features. When she didn’t begin crying or trying to escape, he leaned up on one arm and pushed her head to the side. The vampire opened his mouth wide, revealing not only two delicate fangs in his mouth, but numerous long, angry knives jutting from where teeth should have been. Rillan leaned down toward her neck, holding her head so that she wouldn’t move and cause him to harm her. A tongue much too long for his mouth snaked out and laved along her neck, searching for a pulse. Mira trembled ; , still her resolve held firm. Rillan was amazed, as he felt her relax beneath him. When he put his mouth over her pulse, she took in a deep breath. He bit down, and a soft whimper escaped her lips . , s S till she didn’t cry out.
Rillan drank to sate his hunger. He tasted her warmth again, and it flooded through his veins. His body reveled in the heat that only came with feeding. Mira lay still,