A Vampiric Feast
Disclaimer – I am not an erotica writer. I put the following in the genre because that’s where it seems to fit, but it’s up to the reader’s sensibilities as to how erotic it is. The text was borne out of an interesting exercise – I’m can’t say how good it is in terms of form or content, but it made for an interesting first try. Comments are welcome.
A Vampiric Feast
– by Nox
Standing behind you
lifting the hair from the nape of your neck
My teeth graze your skin,
my hands following your curves over your dress
I whisper
“I need your warmth
your blood
your soul”
You feel my fingers work close to your scalp
and tighten
pulling at your hair
you whimper softly, fueling us both
Drawing you closer
our lips meet so softly
I draw your bottom lip between my teeth
and slowly bite down
My hands holding you closer, tighter
our breath shared… I crave your surrender
Standing so close, you never noticed your dress being undone until it falls away from you
you stand vulnerable, yet empowered,
I extend my cape around you, and escort you to the chamber
I place you on the bed, your skin glowing in the pale light
your senses dazed, your mind a fog
Only the click of the cuffs around your wrists brings you to consciousness
“for your safety, my dear” and you accept this.
I begin at your neck… fingers softly blazing a trail
followed by lips, tongue, and teeth
your neck, throat, shoulders
the tender top of your breast
my mouth opens around your nipple,
but never touches… Not yet.
Moving to your stomach and hips,
but reaching back up, kneading your breasts
Fingers gently clawing
My teeth drag along your flesh
scraping
you try to move your hands but cannot.
I slip between your thighs
the heat is intense
your skin glistens
I reach out my tongue
and taste
My senses explode
I must possess all of you
My mouth eats and drinks of the feast between your legs,
but I am not filled
You writhe on the bed…aching, yearning
I slip from my attire and lay my body on yours
You feel my weight
my passion
you feel my hardness pressed against you
my mouth on yours
I shift, and fluidly slip between your legs
slowing
deeply, inside you…
you feel me filling you
stretching you
just as you accept me
I take you
Burrowing deep into your body
slowing to a stop,
then easing back out again
your hips meet my thrusts
Slowly at first, then more insistent
Grinding into you with soft circles
I press hard into you
and feel you tighten around me,
but you are too wet,
too aroused to hold me in.
In and out of you,
I feel the heat build between us
Harder and faster
and a steady rhythm develops
Our bodies move in unison
You feeding me
just as I give to you..
You tighten again,
but this time the sensations demand my release
My hands grab your flesh as I drive deep into you
spasming
Filling you with warmth, heat
Our breathing erratic…pulses racing
We slow to a near stop
I reach up,
and free your hands from the cuffs.
I gaze into your eyes,
the ones I now possess,
and see you know it too
I then cradle you in my arms
Until it’s time to feast again.
Categories: Erotica
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April 16th, 2010 at 11:16 pm
Very sensual….. direct, but still with a touch of mystery, anticipation. Even though we know where it is going to lead. Very nice work for a first writing.