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The Darkest Days Are Always The Best...

16:51 Sep 11 2011
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Chapter 3





Looking into the window, she saw Him watching-- waiting. Running up to the gigantic house, she fumbled with the knob, trying to rush to her master.



Seeing her excitement slightly aroused Him; He even opened the door for His new vampling. As the door creaked open, He towered over her, then their eyes met.



His grey eyes glimmered in the moon light, and before realizing what she was doing, Annibele touched His cheek; His skin, it seemed, frozen in time. Though feeling as though she would faint at any moment, she leaned forward; her full lips gravitating towards his, slowly and wantingly-- needingly.



Looking down at her, He was almost tempted to bed her right there in the doorway. How could He think such things about a slave? It was absurd! She was heavenly, yes, but she was also a new born...His new born. As He silently thought through things, He suddenly felt a small bit of pressure on His lips; as though it were a reflex, His mouth hungrily pressed back; it had been so long since he last HAD his little Annibele.


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