As I Lay here, in my state of hunger, I feel it, that need. I want him here, now at my command. All I can think about right now is the feeling of his long, thick, hard cock, thrusting inside me. The way he knows exactly what he's doing, and enjoys it as much as I do.
He hits against my g-spot. The place that sends orgasmic shivers all over my body. As I think about him pushing inside of me, his pubic bone caressing my soft clit, driving me wild, my breathing gets heavy, my eyes roll back and shut. The feeling of my soaking pussy being violated by this huge cock overcomes me, I know what I must do. I stop my mind from running overdrive, and I scream his name silently,
"Dalian!"
Dear god I needed him so bad, I wanted him so much my mind could only just bear it, the way my body ached for him just seemed to drive him wild. And he knew it.
He knew exactly what I was thinking of as soon as the image of his hot, piercing, huge cock, entered my mind... You see I have a blood bond, and not many mortals can say that! when an angel falls from heaven, and searches for the dark side, the once high angels that now thirst for our own blood, become the dark fallen angels, searching for their own blood bond, for a victim, one they will love, and bind them selves forever to this one person. One that will love them no matter what, and satisfy them unconditionally...
Then it happened, that familiar stirring in my heart, and I knew he was there.
"My darling, you called?"
All of a sudden, my cover was thrown across the room, my silk nighty falling off me as if I had taken it off in a haste, landing on the floor.
And he was upon me, stroking my face. He knew exactly what I wanted, his hands sliding down my neck slowly making their way towards my tender breasts, then stroking my nipples and then squeezing my entire boobs in his hands, making me quiver with anticipation and excitement. He lowers his face over mine, kissing me hard and fast, as if he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Until he descended upon my throat (A natural turn on spot for many of us!) delicately kissing it, to warn me of the pleasure/pain that was to come.