I am collector of souls... Or was, long ago. I was born into this world as an incubus, but soon my master realized that my powers were far greater than just a mere wandering demon. He made me the gatekeeper of hell and that was my post for so many years. My Brothers soon followed in my strength and we over took our master and left our enslaved ways behind. The story you are about to hear takes place some time after my master was defeated... It tells of the love I once knew and wish so dearly that I had again...
I remember that day clearer now than I ever have before. She was the first that I found myself to be truly in love with and the one that I wished to spend the rest of eternity with. I awoke that night to the smell of fresh blood and lavender. It was simply intoxicating and I could not fight the urge to rise from our bed and follow it down the stairs to the main hall. There I saw my love in her white silk nightgown, wearing her black lace matching bra and panties. Her ample breast and the curves of her body were shown nicely and made very apparent as she had tied it a bit tighter this evening.
I walked over to her after I had studied her a moment; she had yet to notice me in the room, as she would lose herself in the thoughts of our family to be. We had both been wishing for a child for some time now, yet we were having trouble conceiving and my wife was beginning to think that maybe she couldn't have children. I knew this wasn't entirely true, as she might have been a vampire, she was a sixth generation and had developed the ability to reproduce. I suggested that maybe she had not been feeding enough every evening, which caused her body not to act as efficiently. Oh... I am sorry. I seemed to have skewed from the point. No matter, this evening she seemed to have a bright glow to her than usual. As I approached her, I could see that she had gone out and claimed three rather large men from the village. She had pulled every last drop of blood from their bodies and now simply sat and thought about our future together. As for the lavender, she only wore lavender when she was feeling exceptionally well.
As I came upon her I slipped my massive arms around her tender body, she trembled slightly at my touch, then soon relaxed as she felt my body press against her own. I saw her eye close and a smile come over her lips and knew that tonight would be the night that she would conceive our child. Her body was so active, so alive, so very warm. I had never felt her like this in the two years I had known her. She finally opened her eyes, her beautiful black eyes and stared up into my own, her soft hand coming up to my cheek. Her gentle touch sent shivers through my body; my wings wrapped around both of us, pulling her closer to me, my soft, white feathers caressed her smooth skin as they moved across it. I felt her body melt into my arms, though her hand remained on my cheek and her eyes had closed again. I still stared down at her, smiling, wanting to make her happy until the end of time and beyond. I wanted to give her everything she ever wanted and more. I wanted to be her husband and everything else she wanted me to be. Suddenly I felt her hand and body slip from me. I hadn't noticed, but my eyes had closed while I was taking in the feeling of our undying love for one another. She had moved away from me, laughing as she slowly picked up speed. She darted into the shadows, though I knew where she was headed I played along with her.
I watched her silhouette the candles created dance across the castle walls. I followed it carefully; as it was a beautiful dance of shadows between her own and mine. I soon found myself at the balcony she requested I build for her. It was made entirely of glass and reached nearly two hundred feet out over the ocean and was nearly three hundred feet wide. A great Victorian bed was placed in the middle specially constructed to meet my massive height and weight.
She had turned to face me, yet was backing away, her slender body, raven black hair, and deep black eyes were all magnified as the moon light came across her. I stood there for a moment and studied her intensely, the grin on her face told me that she wanted me to join her as she slowly sat down on the bed, black and red satin sheets with red and purple rose petals scattered about and freshly put down each and every evening by the servants.
Every detail was to her liking and loving and was over seen by her, personally. Each night the sheets from the eve before were replaced with new ones that had been prepared throughout the day while my love and I slept. She slowly untied and slipped her nightgown off then tossed it over the edge of the balcony. I watched through the glass as it gently reached the waters below the looked back to her, still in her black stockings, black lace bra and panties, and the choker with the purple emerald incased in silver that I had bought her almost a year ago and not once has she taken it off. I finally stepped out onto the balcony, closing the large, fifty feet double doors behind me.
I was naked, as I always was, my bloodline rarely found the need to wear clothing, and all though this made Dream uncomfortable that other women could see my manhood, it also excited her in the fact that she knew it is what other women could not and would not have. I made my way over to the bed as she laid back on it, her head turned towards me, a smile on her face as well as mine. She stretched out her arms, over the bed, palms down and her knees up. I could feel myself becoming hard as she lifted her left leg from the bed and pulled off her stocking, then the same with the right leg. She then moved onto her hands and knees, her beautiful ass pointed towards me, slowly rotating in a counter clockwise motion, I could smell her wetness from where I stood and I forced myself to move again. I now stood behind her, looking down at her beautiful body, the goddess that was my love.
I dropped to my knees by the bed as she rolled onto her back. I could see the wetness between her thighs as I slowly moved my fingertips along her outer thighs, gently caressing her smooth skin as they went along. Finally I hooked her thong in my fingers and slowly worked them down inch by inch; her black curls shaved into a perfectly fashioned triangle pointing to where her wonderful treasure rested. The smell of her warm cunt made my mouth water and my manhood stand erect. I wanted nothing more at that moment than to taste her. I looked up at her with want in my eyes; she grinned wickedly back at me then nodded her head. I returned the grin as I slipped her thong completely from her and placed it on the glass beside me. She spread her legs wide then placed them on my shoulders as she leaned back on her elbows.
My mouth instinctively found her softness, my tongue slowly slipping from between my lips and gently pressing against her quivering lips. The sensational taste of her juices drove me wild. I gripped her outer thighs, trying to control myself as I slowly ran my tongue up the length of her slit from back to front. I heard a soft moan escape her lips as I watched her grow even wetter with anticipation. I placed my tongue upon her again, slowly moving it along her, taking my time, as I wanted to taste every thing she had to offer. I couldn't help but think of our first night of passionate love together and thinking about how this night would take over that first night as the best we've ever shared and as the most erotic moment of our lives.
I felt her pull me closer to her with her legs and soon my mouth was completely around her treasure, my tongue inside her, working into the sweet tasting walls of her cunt, the smell over taking my senses. She gripped my hair as I begin to lightly suck upon her as well as work my tongue inside her warm body. He could feel her arching her back and hear her moaning louder and louder and gasping, trying to hold back her orgasm, though I did not want her to. I wished to bring her complete pleasure this eve and so I did, finally, her body began to shake and she let out a cry as the wave of her first orgasm came over her.
