I was ready to dive in for the kill, ready to re-live that amazing sado-erotic moment once more. I could taste it, could scent it. could hear it, could feel it. the coppery rusted scent of her blood, the smooth but soft steady throb of her large vibrant heart. The silky feel of her sculpted hands and skin glinting a peek through the moonlight's beam. I could feel her blood coursing through my veins in hard pounding rhythms that dulled the mind and chilled the bones. my vision, large and bright and wild was brilliant in the enshrouding sheen of total black. that long and hollow caucasian throat, called out to me, smooth, sweet, and beckoning. the moonlight streaked unsightly fingers across the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen and there she sat on an old headstone, stunning, blinding, riveting, possessing. in the glowing moonlight, her long dark hair flowed across her shoulders, locks streaked gold like the sun dancing over water, like a silky sheen of a night sky. her wonderfully pouted lips, curving so perfectly like flowers arching to the sun's unreachable reach twisted in more... confusion than fear. she was completely mesmerized by me, by my scent. I could feel it in that light tilt of those long wavering strands of silky black. she cocked her head towards me, smiling, beckoning, inviting. and I took it, drawing closer, slithering up to her quietly. She didn't move even once. that grace. that poise. the undeniable majesty that screamed 'have me' and laced ' but you can't and won't!'. those bright round balls of crystal blue jewels bored right into me, laced and soaked in innocence but... but there was something more. something fresh about her. something familiar. something different about those warm and blue eyes. they didn't just call to me, they drew me in, drew me into something I should know but didn't. I towered tall above her and crouched slightly, close enough to feel her hot breath on my face. I cupped those soft delicate cheeks in my palm gently, running my nose over her skin and taking in the scent that made me jittery wild in excitement, crazy with a joy I couldn't place. I'd never felt this ecstatic, this exhilarated before. not over any human... or rather prey.
I leaned in even closer and stroked her cheek even softly, more delicately, and closed my eyes and tried to keep myself from swooning over this all too benefiting goddess. she had me at loose ends. my heart, whatever was left of it did a loop, tangling my mind in a knotted fix. the focus was long gone. and so was I. It wasn't... working. she was just too... alluring. just too...alluringly alluring. what was happening? what was happening to me?
" you are..." I whispered, drawing in ragged breaths " You... are, a beautiful creature my love" I finally whispered across her jagged jaws. She closed her eyes and took in a deep sizzling breath that tickled my skin with a prickly sensation and made me light-headed again. madly dizzy in fact. I ran my whispery hands across her lips even softly "Very beautiful... so beautiful" I could feel my breath pouring in torrents now, faster and louder as I ran my teeth down the sleek glossy feel of her face to the hollow of her slender inviting neck seeming to throb with even wilder passion and she let me. those sharp fangs of desire slithered their way out, ready to sink in, to dive through the abyss of ultimate passion. it was beyond exhilarating. it was erotic. I swooned, dizzy with joy. no prey looked so erotic, so compelling, so appealing, so...
and right after I took that first taste, that one passionate sip of the most intoxicating wine, she draped her arms around me and looked straight into my eyes. then she whispered:
" Alexander" I bit into her neck and I'd never felt alive. yet so dead.