(Featured Story in Spanish) Ardith Cuthberht is the daughter of the powerful duke of Harzburg. When she was a girl she lost her beloved mother and as a grown lady the man she loved was sent to battle in far away regions. One day Ardith found a seve...
In a rite of forbidden love and lust, Leila and Ardith lied naked on the bed. Their bodies embraced, moving in smearing frenzy, consummating an act that was by all means sinful and dark. Ardith moaned exhaling pleasure every time their hips collided, her body shaking both and passion. With the Swabian countess on top of hers, mastering the arts of seduction and sex, Ardith subdued to the demonizing influence the other one inflicted in her weakened body and will, gasped entranced in the moment Leila sank her gored her fangs into her niveous skin.
For the last weeks, friendship evolved in a dark symbiotic relationship in which Ardith was the host and Leila, the parasite. The evil raven-haired beauty used her charms, and used them well to wickedly twist the innocent young lady's mind and night after night, the duchess partook in a doomed game, playing only to lose. There was no more evil predator than Leila, an entity one of her kind, so powerful and deadly in the human's world and poor Ardith was her prey. She was a vampire that had been draining her blood and her life day after day without resistance making of the duchess a vessel from which she fed both on blood and flesh, of pleasure stealing the virgin's moral and the purity of her soul. Leila weaved and wrapped her in poisoned silk spider-web from which it was impossible to escape.
It was the point of no return for the daughter of the duke of Harzburg. Having drunk enough of her blood, adhered like a leech from the blond's collarbone, the vampire finally released her, placing her carefully on the bed and licked the wounds to seal them.
Curving up her lips mischievously, Leila rose from the bed, turning only to contemplate her now feeble victim with an air of self satisfaction and plenitude. Her face glowed with otherworldly beauty, looking replenished and full of life, contrasting with the paleness and decay on Ardith's face.
For the night she was done and there was no other reason for her to stay longer in the room, so Leila grabbed her robe and got dressed.
"Why are you leaving so soon?" Ardith spoke in a barely perceptible voice tone after noticing Leila was already leaving.
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"I think is not prudent to stay here for too long. My dear, you must understand that we have to keep this in secret. You know what would happen if someone finds us? We wouldn't be able to be together for the eternity as we wish for. They would kill me and I wouldn't be able to take care of you and protect you. You know the punishment imposed by your church for what we are doing." Leila walked back towards Ardith and stroke her face with tenderness.
"I don't want that to happen! I want to be with you forever. I love you, Leila. I don't care about the Church or the priests anymore if they condemn us! You know I would give my life for you."
"I know... I know that you' would give your life for me." After kissing the duchess' lips, the woman turned her back and left the room, closing the door quietly behind her.
