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She felt glued to the spot. Why couldn't she get up? Why couldn't she move her hands? Why wouldn't her legs just move?
The guys edged forward. "Let me go," she said, rather forcefully for a girl whose heart was clapping. David smiled, but it was the smile of a fox cornering a rabbit. "You can get up whenever you want to, Sky…" he whispered roughly. The guys laughed, knowing the reason for her temporary paralysis, and David had something to do with it.. David stood up and leaned against the wall, holding Sky. With one foot he kicked her legs out. He smirked again. He knew she was glued to the spot... his vampire powers were draining her body of its energy. Marko stepped over to her and cupper her round breasts. He then began fondling her nipples. She gasped at the touch. His fingers were icy. He rubbed and twisted them, causing Sky's breath to become more ragged. His black eyes bored into hers and he smiled. David could almost taste the fear around her, feel her breathing quicken. Marko's cool fingers twisted around the sides of her black underwear. With a sharp tug, the seams gave way and the underwear came off. David allowed her to slip, gently, to the floor so he could take a look at her in all her spectacular naked glory. He couldn't resist: he was completely aroused. Dwayne just sat back and looked at her, not wanting to touch her for reasons that he wasn't sharing; he'd closed his mind, as Paul found when he tried to find out the reason for him being so quiet. David climbed between Sky's legs. She desperately wanted to move, to run into her bed and go to sleep. But her body felt like lead. A solitary tear slipped out of one eye and trickled towards her hair. David bent down and he caught the warm salty tear on his fingernail, lapping it up and tasting all sorts of pleasures from it. Marko fondled her nipples. David then started rubbing her warm place, his experienced fingers silently telling Sky of all the pleasures he could let her experience. Sky couldn't even clamp her dead legs together. "Let me go" she said quietly, so drained it was a strain to even whisper. David simply repeated what he said before. "We aren't forcing you to stay here Sky; you can get up whenever you want." The boys chuckled.
Sky's energy had mostly drained and she was just about unconscious by this point. So he ordered the others to stop and he picked her up. He looked down at her wet face and smirked. So this is what I have to look forward to, he thought, a beautiful virgin to be stripped of her purity… he was lost in his thoughts of she and him. She then passed out completely. He carried her featherweight frame to the bed and laid her on the satin sheets. It was about 2am. He stroked her face, wiping the moisture of her tears away. He was completely in awe of this figure of beauty. He felt a kind of dull sadness at being the one to deflower this beautiful, delicate rose.
A few foot away, the others looked at David. They looked at each other and confirmed what each other was thinking: David was in love. Most other girls were just a fuck for him. This was different. He was just stroking her gently. His eyes were shimmering with the love he obviously felt for her.
David had no sense of time; all he knew was that he and Sky were close and that's all that mattered. He just watched her slow rhythmic breathing; her chest rising and falling slowly; the occasional flutter of lashes. After a while, he got up and walked to the door, picking up his long leather coat.