Snow Pearl by PhoenixBlade

Chapter One

Snow Pearl

Chapter One

By PhoenixBlade

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Cry to me my little waterfall,

Shed thy tears of crimson fear,

Unleash the truth of thy pains,

For they are what you hold dear

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Skin on skin...

His hot sweat slick body slid well across mine like silk as he made his achingly slow thrusts into me deriving a rush of pleasure and small excited moans from me.

Heat upon heat...

His motion began to quicken a little as he grinded his chest against my bare breasts in attempts to place more heated pressure to heighten our slow dance with each others bodies.

Flesh onto flesh...

His hands slid from my hips up to my waist, around my breasts after a light squeeze and found themselves entwined around my fingers. His quickened thrusts turned into rapid pumping as he sought to find his own taste of blissful heaven.

Pain onto pain...

His pounding brought onto me multiple orgasms from the pain and pleasure of his rough stabbing in between my legs. There was a brief smell of blood in the air but that didn't matter. A little blood would be enough to bring on his beast.

Blood onto blood...

His eyes had bled red as his enlarge penis pumped into me with incredibly inhuman speed, but that was what he was... inhuman.

Beast onto beast...

I screamed, it felt like he was splitting me in two with his engorged weapon pounding ruthlessly into my vagina. It hurt like hell... but I liked it. My legs around his waist tightened wanting that roughness as he moved to and fro. The beast growled low, enjoying my submissiveness to him, but he knew it, he was the dominant one especially in bed.

Unleash the rush of ecstasy...

After a very hard and deep thrust, I screamed again and released my seventh orgasm for the night. My lover though, had yet to find his desired peak of eternal bliss as he pistoned himself into me relentlessly seeking it. His grip on my fingers tightened.

Let the flood of pleasure flow...

He snarled, almost reaching that peak. In one deep, final thrust, seeking my warmth, my pain, my pleasures and my loyalty to him, he let loose a howl of contentment and satisfaction as his seed poured into my womb in a rush. He collapsed on top of me not mindful of his weight on me even though he was heavier than I, but he knew, I was not weak. His hold on me loosened. His breaths came in deep and short on my shoulder where his face rested between. He was pleased.

And the beast will be calmed...

Gradually, his panting slowed down to regular breathing, deep and silent. For a second, I thought him to be asleep and I would have done so too, but the feeling of our juices trickling down my womanhood and his limp wet penis wedged between my thighs kept me conscious.

Satiated and content, he shall sleep...

We stayed like that for a while, wet and stinking of sweat, our saliva and our cum.

Until his beast returns once again...

Suddenly, something wet trailed up the junction between my shoulder and my neck. A slight grazing of fangs told me that he was definitely not asleep. A brush of lips along my jawline told me he was getting hungry. A lick round my ear and a slight nibble on the flesh of my lobe revealed to me what he wanted to do.

Desiring to satisfy his hunger and his lust once again...

He lifted his head away from my head and looked down on me with his clear amber eyes, eyes filled with a need. A slight smirk spread across his lovely lips. His member hardened and engorged itself in my entire chamber making me gasped softly. He chuckled deeply but quietly. He was ready to do our dance again.

"Watashi no chiisai na shinju..." he whispered seductively with heavy-lidded eyes.

I felt my walls tighten around his length as he grinded himself into me, making me wince from our previous actions. I was wet and ready for him again. I wanted him just as well. He leaned down and gave me a soul-searing kiss, one that involved tonguing, lots of saliva, blood and fangs. He was always one for blood and pain.

I whimpered as he pulled away. His hands slid down my body, caressing my smooth skin along the way before setting them down on my hips and raising them to meet his body. He began moving his hips back and forth again. The sounds of two wet bodies filled the night with moans of pleasure and noises too complicated to tell if it was two animals in heat fucking each other or not.

He was beautiful, from his pale muscled body to his fluid movements in lovemaking. He was perfect... and I hated him.