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The vampire King

This is a re post as a sort of prelude to my Gothic erotica series
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Vampire King

The lightening strikes the tower, on a castle way up high, it is a dark foreboding place, from its turrets comes a cry.

For in the highest keep, a maiden bows her head, the Vampire king keeps her their, shackled to her bed

He comes to her every night, on her blood he loves to feed, he forced himself upon her, he did a heartless deed.

She was a purest maiden, the type no man had ever touched, now she was a woman, with him shes seen so much.

The key turns in its lock the cell door opens wide, the Vampire king his standing there, his minions by his side.

He waves a hand and they turn away, together they are alone, he looks like a young man, but has spent lifetimes on his throne.

He moves in close towards her, he can feel her body shake, he doesn't care, he is the king, she is his for him to take.

He puts his fingers through her hair, he pulls her head back he looks upon her vein, his teeth sink into her flesh, he's feeding once again.

But tonight it will be different, she can feel she's losing life, tonight the king will turn her, she will be his wife.

As her last breath leaves her, he looks into her tear soaked eyes, he whispers " Tomorrow night your thank me" he watches has she dies

Next night when she awakes, she has a hunger she cant hide, she must drink from a vein, she is a Vampire bride.

All dressed in a long black dress, its made of the finest lace, her skin is so ivory White not a blemish on her face.

She runs her hands down her body her muscles are hard and firm, not a single ounce of fat, with each touch she can confirm.

In walks the Vampire king, his magnificence shows in every stride, he calls to her, she runs to him, she is his Vampire bride.

He tells how he loves her, how she will never age a day, she agrees, she feels wonderful, they kiss and start to play.

She looks up and says to him, "My king it would seem that you were right, you said I'd say thank you, when you made me yours last night".

Now they live in eternity, in a Castle way up high, there love will last forever, in the darkest sky.

Ron
Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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