Midnightmare's Lust
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Posted:Jun 13, 2008 1:10 am
Last Updated:May 2, 2024 9:55 pm 4640 Views
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The breeze rushing through the open window sent a shiver down her spine, pulling her from a deep sleep. In a daze, she tried to remember if she'd left it open or not. The wind rushed through the room, blowing past the thin fabric of her nightgown. Rising slowly, she insticively looked out the window to make sure all was calm before closing it, latching it a slight fear growing in the back of her mind. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something seemed wrong. Shrugging it off as a lingering nightmare she couldn't remember, she made her way back to the large bed she slept in alone every night. As she reached the edge of the bed, something caught her attention...a shadow crawling across the floor in the corner of her eye.
"Is someone there?" She called out to the darkness, her voice a choked whisper. She felt foolish, passing it off as nothing as she climbed back into bed. Settling back in, her head fell to the side as she prepared to return to sleep when she saw the figure of a man standing at her bedside. In the night, she couldn't make out any of his features. He himself was like a shadow, completely hidden, except for silver eyes that watched her intently. The fear that started in the back of her mind quickly consumed her, as she pulled the blanket up to her neck. She tried to speak, tried to scream, but the words came out as shallow breaths. she started to shake, her body not responding to the commands her mind wanted to give. She couldn't run, couldn't scream...she just sat there wondering what this man was going to do. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull herself to draw her gaze from those hypnotic eyes.
The figure moved closer, almost passing through the frame of the bed to stand next to her. Her head snapped to the other side, trembling as his fingers brushed against her cheek.She shivered, her eyes drifting closed for a moment at the gentle touch. For a moment, she confused herself, enjoying the touch of another...a touch she hadn't felt in quite some time. This man was so gentle, so inviting, she started to get lost in the sensations. She knew there was something about him...something that didn't feel quite right, but as his hands explored her body, she began to lose her fear.
She felt the nightgown tear away from her body, splitting down the front, revealing the naked flesh beneath. She tried to fight him, tried to resist, but her willpower dimished under the expert hands of this dark stranger. As his fingers found her nipples, she arched her back into the invasion, as if welcoming it. As his fingers danced over her breast, a soft moan escaped her lips, her legs pressing together, trying to deny the heat that was building between them. She felt lips press to hers, kissing her deeply, probing her mouth with his tongue. The kiss lasted only a few seconds, leaving her hungering for more. Instead, she found herself tilting her head to the side as those lips found her neck, feeding from her flesh, sucking against her throat. Her moans growing louder, , craning her neck to offer more to the stranger. Her own hands slipped between her legs, hoping to quell the burning sensation. Gasping and panting, she felt the rush build quickly, bringing herself to the edge for this man...
She snapped awake, breathing heavily, drenched in a cold sweat. Sunlight bathed into the room through the curtains, the morning greeting her. She looked around, searching for the man who was with her just a moment ago, rising to her feet. Her face flushed red as she saw the wet spot staining her sheets, where her fluids had leaked from her through the night. She realized that the experience was nothing more than a dream...and she seemed saddened by this. But as she looked in the mirror, she couldn't help but smile as she gaze on the deep red circle on her neck in the reflection.
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A voiceless whisper...
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Posted:May 30, 2008 1:32 am
Last Updated:Mar 23, 2010 4:20 am 4758 Views
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A voiceless whisper in the dark
Silent tongue calling out
In the shadows, watching, waiting
Whispered words in the virgin ear
Sending shivers down the spine
Awakening a dark desire
A carnal urge before unknown
Her knees grow weak
Her shallow breath
She searches the night
Looking for the one
Her One
The One that will complete her
That will make her whole
That will lead her from her past life
And bring her to her knees
Begging for Him
Aching for Him
Lost in hypnotic eyes
Succumbing to His will
The girl she was left behind
The woman He made her in its place
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