Rook let the tip of his forked tongue slip past his long full lips as Patience sashayed past him. The slit of his pupil flexed, thinned and constricted as his Ophidian senses partook of her nectar like scent. His loins churned as he dipped his chin low, golden eyes fixed, unwavering, on his desire. His deep golden, Samurai styled, hair hid his features and his intent as he came through the side door into the den, where she was setting candles out.
As he moved silently through the den he considered his target, she was the mate of the Vampire Kryus, who was a pornographer. He had a whole crew of actors and photographers that would come over every weekend to film. This crew was also Kryus' cache of blood dolls and now that Patience was also a Vampire she also used them to sustain her. Typically she was a very dominant woman, she used her erotic bite to control any man she acquired, and she had a select few she kept for her own pleasure. She was a nymphomaniac prior to being turned, now she had a near insatiable lust and a body that screamed "use me".
Rook's own chosen mate was an elf and though her scent, flavor, and body were perfect, her mind stimulated him to no end, her petite frame simply could not satisfy his sexual desire. Rook smiled to himself as his body shifted and Patience became small to him as his lower torso lengthened and coiled behind him. He was near invisible to her while she was occupied, Vampires couldn't smell, hear or even bite Ophids. Their blood is toxic to the magical creatures and Ophids were much stronger then female Vampires.
Patience turned to leave the candles, her eyes saw only the light elongated torso of Rook as she went to step back the tip of his tail coiled around her ankle.
"Rook... what are you..." her words cut off as his long serpentine body jerked her off her feet, spun her in his coils and brought her to his embrace.
Patience writhed her body trapped in the solid coil of Rook's Ophidian half. His lips claimed hers roughly as his hands stroked down her back. One hand ending its decent by grabbing her lightly corded ass and pulling her pelvis against his, then he forced it between her legs to spread them. His other hand pressed tightly between her shoulder blades, keeping her firm breasts crushed his solid chest. This trapped her head and lips, full and sweet, pressed to his own.
Her hands trying in vain to push him away, her body still wrapped in the near fifteen feet of massive serpent flesh, could only writhe as he slithered over and around her, igniting every nerve in her lightly tanned flesh. Her eyes rolled, lashes flattened against her cheeks. He could feel her body give in to him as she began to relax in his strong grip. Patience wrapped her long legs around Rook's waist, grinding her pussy against the smooth corded muscle of his pelvic area. She threw her head back gasping for air as she cried out in frustration.
"Why can't I find your cock?!" Her hands flew from his chest to her own, squeezing her breasts as she laid her body back, now nearly parallel with the floor, she began to buck rubbing her now dripping pussy lips against where his groin should be.
Rook watched her face even thrusting his fist in the mess of curls that now sway freely in the air. As he jerked her head up so he could watch her face he let loose his own hidden surprise. Under the protective muscle had lurked his own raging desire and he was ready to release it upon her wanton body. He thrust into her with both of his rather large members filling her tight suckling pussy as well as her quivering ass at the same time.