Alexandra woke with a start, a moan escaped her mouth. She had had the dream again. The same dream she'd had since she was 19. Dark red, blood red colors filled her slumber. Always she woke the same way, gasping and moaning. She moaned again at the familiar throb between her white thighs. Sliding a hand down to her pussy she explored herself, she was wet, very wet. Pondering she sat up, trying again to remember details of her dream. All she could remember was a shadowy figure, tall and male. But sometimes there was a beast, one that growled as it ravished her and howled as he filled her with his seed. Both beings had the same clear, piercing blue eyes. She moaned again with longing and clutched at a breast.
She slipped from the bed and stood shakily. Her legs weakened slightly by her dream lovers attentions. It always felt so real, his mouth, hands, body on her and his cock, hard and thrusting. She sighed deeply and walked toward the door and caught sight of herself in her full length mirror. Naked. She always slept this way. Her body was lovely. Creamy white skin from head to toe, long dark brown hair, dark eyes that seemed to glow right now. Her breasts were full and presently tipped with hard rose colored nipples. Teasing one as she watched herself she briefly remembered her dream lover sucking them. Feeling her pussy moisten once more she slid her hand down and stroked her smooth shaven lips. Feeling the wetness seep through her labia, she moaned again and touched her clitoris. Sighing with frustration she stopped and walked from the room to the kitchen for a glass of water. It wasn't real she told herself. As she had told herself many times before over years. She must just have a very active imagination. And true, she did have a fascination for vampires and werewolves so that was probably the cause of the darkly erotic dreams.
To the creature who watched and followed closely behind her as she walked, she was the vision of utter loveliness. Raoul had never revealed himself to her when she was awake. He feared her rejection if she knew he was real. A creature of the night. An ancient Nosferatu. Over 500 years old but looked to be a man of 31 when he revealed his human form to his victims and others of his kind. Tall and muscular, dark blond hair that shimmered with a preternatural sheen. His eyes were like blue diamonds and he knew that his victims were often entranced by them before he took them. Allowing them some measure of peace before he drank their life from them. As a wolf he was just as handsome, his luminous gold fur and blue eyes flashing. His strong jaws filled with white, sharp teeth.
He watched her, Alexandra, and breathed a deep sigh. He had been watching her, visiting her since she was 19 and he knew now she was 27. He was deeply in love with her. With her it seemed he had found a kindred soul, in her dreams with him she opened to him in every way and he felt himself drawn to her unlike he had ever been with any human. He truly believed she was the one companion he had searched for in his human life, and then unhuman life. Five hundred plus years of loneliness until her.
He watched her drink the water like someone who had been without water for quite sometime. He smiled softly knowing she was slightly dehydrated from their lovemaking. But his eyes grew hungry as he watched her drink, a single drop of water escaped her lips and slid down her throat and between her full breasts. He moaned audibly and held his breath suddenly at the realisation that she had heard him.
Alexandra stopped drinking, put the glass down on the bench in front of her and looked around with eyes filled with fear and something else, perhaps hope.
"Is someone there?" She said in a clear voice, feeling slightly stupid for speaking to an obviously empty room.
He stared at her with something close to fear. Knowing that this could be the moment that she rejects him forever. He would never force her to be his companion for eternity. He desired her to come him because she wanted to, because she loved him as he loved her.
"I am here Alexandra" He said, his voice sounding calmer than he felt.
Her breath caught in her throat, her heart raced and her pussy throbbed just once.
"Who are you? Where are you?" She asked while turning and looking all around her.
He came and stood right behind her. Being so close to her was driving all his senses mad, he wanted, needed her in everyway. He decided to reveal himself fully.
