Paranormal Fantasies: A Promotional Collection of 14 Erotic Supernatural Stories (23 page)

“
I put you out for the night,” she hissed. The flesh on her
face was perfect now, but the wet hair fell out. He saw it, before
his eyes, growing back out to replace the patches. “How are you
awake, Creedsman?”

“
I’ve been drinking holy water.” He inched forward for his
sword and she took two steps in the blur of a quarter
second.

“
Don’t try me, hunter. I have hundreds of years that make me
your better. You might have taken my brothers and cousins from me,
but I am no wildling. I was their ruler, their master.”

“
Their sire.” Dalin edged forward again, but she was there
already, pushing him back against the far wall of the
cave.

“
Do not tempt me, you pathetic excuse for a man.” Her mouth was
stained with what looked like a beard of blood, and it ran down
into her exposed cleavage. She pressed against him and his cock
filled with blood for her. “Your kind cannot resist me. Your kind
are mere puppets to be played with. I touch you and nearly
come.”

“
It’s your beauty that makes you lucky, Dalin of the Creed,”
she added. Her hands fell to his pants but she didn’t use her
fingers to unlace him. The familiar feeling of her magic working to
pull the bow and push his pants down reminded him of their first
night. Her beautiful, crystalline blue irises bore down into his
own, drowning him in her wintry gaze until he could no longer
think.

Anessa’s hands took him, tugging and twirling him into
pleasure. She instructed him to lay down with her, to take her on
his fur, and Dalin did as she asked. He lowered her by the fire,
taken by her charisma and compelled to do her desire. She reached
up to take off her stained undertunic, exposing her body to the
warm air, and brought him down onto her in search of his
lips.

They kissed each other hungrily, Anessa’s body warm and plump
from feeding. Her tits hung full and heavy as he grabbed them with
rough hands, kneeling in front of her with his pants at his knees
and his cock twitching in anticipation. He plucked her milky pink
nipples from her swollen flesh, twirling each between his fingers
before he dipped his head to pull them into his waiting mouth, one
at a time. She was no longer the thin wraith he’d rescued, but a
full, curvy woman.

His lips travelled down over her pinched waist and dangerous
rounded hips, tickling her navel with his breath. Anessa pulled him
back up, crushing her lips against his and parting her legs for
him. Her juicing slit pulsed with her aching need and she welcomed
him as the purple head of his fat cock pushed up against her. Dalin
reached a hand down as they kissed, covering his face in his own
blood. He guided himself into her, his shaft enveloped by her
warmth.

She compelled him to slam into her and he did, lifting her
into his lap to ride him, her nipples hard against the cool air and
torturously rubbing against his body with each jiggling bounce. She
moaned into the night as she rode him, feeling his balls slapping
against the puckered knot between her ass cheeks, feeling him spear
into her again and again. The warmth in her body spread as she
neared her peak and she clung to him, throwing her hips against
his, rolling her hips back to meet his cock, sheathing him again
and again.

Dalin met her aching chest with his mouth again, taking a
nipple into his mouth to run the flat breadth of his tongue over,
wriggling it from side to side like she knew he wanted to do before
she pushed him to do it. His tongue traced lazy circles over one
and then the other, sucking and slurping each into his mouth as
they fucked, his shaft harder than steel as it penetrated her deep.
He groaned into her breasts, lowering his head to lick their
softness, taking his time to let his tongue wander into their
undersides.

Anessa yelped, cooing and shivering with pleasure as she rode
him, feeling full and hot, wet and stretched to her limit as she
slammed down into his lap. She fought to remain in control but felt
herself losing, felt herself about to cream on his cock. She
bounced on him as best she could, pressing his face into her chest
as he licked and kissed and blew cool air across her distended
nipples.

She couldn’t help but fuck him with short, grinding thrusts of
her hips that pushed his dick deeper into her, bringing her closer
to that edge. Dalin was breathing his ragged song, clutching onto
her hips for dear life as he pushed his thick cock into her with
quick thrusts. He was hitting her deep, hitting her just right. His
hands would leave bruises on her lower back, and he suckled just
enough to mark her in all the spots he enjoyed on her body. His
tongue bathed her big, firm tits as he came up to suck hungrily on
a swollen, hard nipple, and she groaned as he rammed into her—just
where she wanted it.

They both came, one right after another. Dalin shot deep
inside of Anessa, filling her with his seed as he pumped away, that
first splurt of jism setting her off and making her clamp down on
him in a quivering, explosive orgasm that threatened to knock her
out if she let it. Her hold over him waned as she finished her
ride, exhausted. Her clit clenched with each shuddering aftershock,
and she moaned into the great night as they came together in a
deluge of cum and honey.

She could see Dalin regaining his clarity, becoming mind and
body and soul once more, too tired to take up arms against her.
Anessa pressed her forehead to his and kissed his lips, softly,
gently, hoping not to alarm him with the coppery taste of his own
blood. Then she kissed his forehead and hugged him
close.

He pushed her back and went for that ruinous dagger, but she
was faster.

Her teeth came down on his neck in a blur and he bellowed
there, in that bear’s cave. Louder than any man she’d taken in that
same manner.

She drank her fill, you see, for she was always
thirsty.

END :)

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N. S. Charles is a former pizza "delivery expert" that
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growing up in his almost sadistic college town. He's chosen to
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