Daemian POV

Her feminine delicacy an aroma that pleases the senses as I draw close to her glistening Sacred Temple.

There is a soft moan from her mouth as I open the passageway to her Silken Fires and glide my tongue slowly up each temple door.

The essences of her desire are a salty sweetness that explodes her flavor upon me and I pause as I pay worship to her beautiful design.

The man in me wants to gently love her with an intimacy she is truly most worthy, the Vampire in me crawls from its abyss and groans out

Such a beautiful thing the wonderful design of a woman, how tender her treasures are...I rub my nose and cheeks in her fire...branding me.

Hands gliding up her torso and gently squeezing her developments as I trace her most sensitive area then begin to suck it into my mouth.

Her hands grip in my hair as her legs squeeze me, a flexing cause her to rise up and push herself toward the hunger that punishes her flame.

I like hearing her body speak as my tongue and mouth orchestrate a symphony of beautiful moans which so softly crawl towards the stars.

There is a moment of silence as I brace my weight on my arms, feel her legs hold me, and I gaze deep into her eyes.

I am, without words, telling her I respect the woman and this gift but now I am going to destroy her body with the ravages of my lust.

Nails rip into my back and shred tender flesh as her body takes into itself the entirety of my Vampiric design - hammering against her depths.

I feel her wet flames set fire to my intentions as I drive deeper and deeper into her hidden secrets.

Her fangs licked by my tongue as the animal of her creature merges with the goddess and cries out to the universe the voice of pleasure.

For more than half an hour I ravish her hard, no mercy, this female, this Vampire, she aches for the floods of the raging release...I hear it.

There is repeated grips of my intrusion inside as she moans out loudly and arches her back up off the bed, a flushing of her pale skin,...

...a brilliance of light illuminating my mind as I explode my lineages deep into the chambers of her throne...arcane energies igniting us.

Holding her close I look in her twinkling gaze, "Did you think I haven't known since your first breath little dragon? You are of my blood."

"Now, your Master is on his way here and has in his heart the thirst for my eternal fall." I smile warmly as she stares deep in my eyes.

Placing my hand on her lower abdomen, the living arcanes spark a heat inside her as I nod my approval. "Your daughter will rule the blood."

"Within you is the growing seed of our entire culture, she will be the Queen of every Nation"

Kissing Kiani softly, gently, tenderly...I rub our noses together then whisper as a thunder echoes from unseen realms, "I've waited for you"