His pretty milky skin shimmered under the pale moon light. It illuminated his red eyes that were full of lust and hunger. His face was strong and stern and strikingly handsome. I watched as his rosy lips parted, revealing a pearly set of fangs. He snarled and growled as he stepped closer.
I was unable to move, completely frozen in my footsteps. I let out a cry. "Please, no," I whimpered.
I felt his warm breath fan my bare neck as my fearful eyes welled with tears. A shiver was sent down my spine, coursing through my trembling bones. There was so escaping him now. I winced in pain as his teeth punctured the soft skin of my neck causing a gut wrenching scream to leave my lips.
He moaned into my flesh as he sucked hard on my neck. Hot tears slid down my tired face. I was left in excruciating pain; I was exhausted, feeling weaker as his lips moved.
My legs feel as though they could give out at any minute. I wobbled in place as his tattooed arms snake around my waist, keeping me stable. I feel his fangs leave my neck but his lips don't. He continues to suck the crimson liquid from me. I tried my best to push away, fighting against him slightly. It was no use. His toned body held me close.
Finally he was done. Our breathing was rapid. Our chests rose and fell heavily. My eyes burned with tears. I couldn't see straight.
He kissed the sore area of my neck repeatedly. He buried his face into the crook, deeply inhaling my scent. I was a whimpering mess as my drained body pressed to his.
I felt sick.
"So sweet," he mumbled into my skin, tightening his grip around my frail, tired body. I felt his lips on me once more. I trembled at his touch.
"No more baby. I'm done. You're mine," he whispered lowly.
His hand petted my head, taming my wild hair. His movements were soft and careful now. His hunger was satisfied, my blood was enough for now.
A sob shook my body as I looked up to the moon, through the dark branches that sheltered me.
"No," I stuttered to myself as my eyes drooped with the desire to close and fall into a needed sleep.
He held me close as he lifted me. I subconsciously wrapped my legs around his waist. I drifted away to the sound of his boots crunching the leaves he stepped on as he made his way out of the forest.
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ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴇᴅ ɪᴛ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠᴏᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ.🔪
