Last Night Together

Last Night Together

Byronee stood up to her full six feet height and stretched out her arms, naked and flawless under the full moon streaming in through the high arched window of the gothic bedroom. Letting her natural form assert itself, she unfurled the large bat-like wings from her back, slapping them slightly against the air to feel her lengthy, raven black hair blow around her small ivory horns. Recomposing herself, she absorbed her demonic appendages back into her mortal form.

On the bed, a man stirred under the white silk sheet. He too stretching the knots from his muscular frame as he woke. "This is the last night I'll spend with you, Byronee." He looked stern as he pulled himself into a seated position and wrapped his right leg under himself, the sheet slipping to his waist. "You agreed."

"Dominic, you know I will not stop you if you wish to leave; but you should know you cannot leave me."

Her voice was pure honey made bitter by a trace of belladonna that always left him cold... no not always. He had loved her once; or thought he had. She said he couldn't leave her, but he knew he had the strength that his newfound love had given him. They had met at dawn just over a month before, as he fed the fierce black horses his demonic lover kept in the stable. While his night-time companion had slept they had consummated their passion amongst the hay in the barn, and now she was with child.

When he had told Byronee that he wished to leave he had expected anger. Instead, she simply asked that he stay until the next full moon, lest he should want to change his mind - and she had seemed sure that he would. He agreed to give her one last passing of the lunar cycle so that their lovemaking (could he still call it that?) should have it's special significance on this most unholy of nights.

Despite his insistence to leave, he still felt the desire welling up in him as she stepped to the bed. Her crimson lips parting slightly to reveal slowly extended white canines as her breath quickened. Her blue eyes shined like shards of glass, and her alabaster skin was aglow in the unearthly light of the window.

As she reached the edge of the bed, she leaned down to slowly crawl on hands and knees. She looked like a large cat crossing the expanse of white silk towards her lover. Her clawed fingernails caught at the material every so often. As she neared him, she pushed herself back onto her haunches and stared into his green eyes. She reached out a hand to his cheek and then slid it through his long blonde curls.

Her voice was seductive, "She will not make you happy as I have done... and can continue to do for many years to come. Let her go, and I shall see that she will no longer be burdened by child. And she will not have any need of you."

Her words sickened his spirit... yet he was still bewitched by her voice and body. He forced himself to reply, "Tonight only."

"As you wish..." She let her hand move over his shoulder, down his arm, and to the bed, then under the sheet to his erection that gave his feelings away. "... though your body speaks different words."

Her hand wrapped around his member as her eyes remained locked on his gaze, and her tongue wet her lips in anticipation. Her dark nipples stood out against the pale skin of her breasts, and her skin blushed across her throat and chest, revealing her state of arousal matched his. She bent forward onto her left elbow while her right hand pulled the foreskin back from the head of his stiff shaft. She pulled the sheet away from her prize with her left hand, and gently reached out her tongue to coat the bulbous head with her saliva. She swirled her hot tongue it around the rim, before slowly sliding her mouth over the domed head.

He felt her tongue continue to rotate around his manhood. Then suddenly her tongue pressed hard against the sensitive underside of his head where it met the shaft, causing him to let out an involuntary moan of pleasure. As she started to slide her mouth up and down his shaft, her right hand held the foreskin back tightly. He felt her begin to suck, softly at first and then harder as she increased the speed of her bobbing head. As her pace quickened, her mouth felt as tight around him as any bodily orifice he'd ever experienced. The hot, wet friction was so strong, he could barely contain his desire for release... but not... just... yet.

The suction slackened for a moment and then she pushed her head all the way down on him until her nose met his curly hairs. He felt his erection slide past the back of her throat and into the tight channel beyond. Then her head rose and she coated his shaft with saliva, before pushing down again to take him into her throat. He felt her left hand move to his hip and slid under his backside, grasping his flesh tightly.  She pulling his hip up as she pushed her head down onto him again and again.

At last he could take no more pleasure without his release and his hips jerked up as he cried out in orgasm, releasing his seed into her throat. The claws on her hand dug into his buttock cheek as she pulled him as deep as she could. Her nose was pushed into his musky pubic hair, and her throat gripped at his pulsing member. Her nostrils flared, seeking air. As his final spasm abated, she withdrew her claws (not even a little embarrassed by the blood seeping onto the white sheets from the shallow punctures) and slowly pulled her head up the length of his still strong erection/ Her tongue slid up the underside, until it reached the top where it dipped lightly at semen left at the now sensitive tip. Her lips closed over the tip, drawing the last of his cum contentedly into her mouth and swallowing the final drop.

She licked her lips and said, "If this is your last night, I intend to make it one you'll never forget ... as long as you live." Her words came out with the earthy scent of his semen, combining with her powerful sexual odour of arousal.

Without a word he leaned forward to cup her left breast with his hand and used his tongue to create a trail of saliva that led between her breats. His lips moved to her right breast, circling the erect, swollen nipple until he let his teeth gently close upon the protruding flesh. As his left hand squeezed and fingers pinched at the nipple, he let his teeth grind a little harder on her right breast. His right arm reached behind her and around her waist to support her as she leaned back in expectation of his actions.

"Harder," she breathed between her now clenched teeth. "Harder..."

He let his finger and thumb roll her left nipple as he gripped her right nipple between his teeth. He sucked and chewed with increasing intensity on the bud between his lips. He pulled her body to his face as he manipulated her tender areola with his teeth and nipping at the erect flesh as hard as he dared.

"Harder..."

He moved his hand to grasp as much of her left breast as he could and pushed and twisted it into her chest as his teeth clamped down on her right nipple. A short gasp of pain mixed with pleasure escaped her parted lips as she threw back her head in ecstasy. The nerves stimulated in her breasts sent signals of desire down to the moist flesh between her legs. She slid her right hand over her pelvis, extending her middle finger over her clitoris and then into her damp opening. She reached back and planted her left hand on the bed to support her weight.

Biting harder than he'd ever dared before, suddenly he switched to her left breast, still squeezed by his hand. The shock caused her to jump slightly, a small sound escaping the back of her throat as his jaw clamped down on the unprepared skin. She pushed her finger harder into her moist opening, letting her palm rub hard against the bud of her clitoris. She reveled in the sensations of discomfort turned to almost unbearable pleasure. She started to feel her orgasm build up around and inside her pubis, sensations of pain mingling with lustful ecstasy. Jabbing her finger deeper, she added a second digit, and used her thumb to roll her sensitive clitoris back and forth under its hood.

He engulfed as much of her left breast as he could manage into his mouth, sucking as hard as he could manage and pushed his tongue against and around her now sore nipple. She felt the wave of her orgasm overtake her and jammed her two fingers deep into her pussy as she clutched her mound. Her hips shuddered as the sensation pulsed through her. Her small horns twitched through her black hair as she lost control. Her juices seeped over her fingers and hand, matting the black curly hairs as she drew her fingers out and jammed them back into.

As she recovered her composure, she reasserted her mortal form, and let her wet fingers slide out. She lifted her hand to the flushed face of her lover and watched as he delicately reached out his tongue to taste her orgasmic fluid glistening on her palm. She turned her hand and placed each finger in turn between her lips and sucked her female nectar. Viewing her lover's lustful eyes, she reached out with her wet fingers and placed her hand around the back of his neck. She pulled him gently between her legs as she lay back and spread her pale thighs wide for him, exposing the open outer lips of her womanhood, and the fluid seeping from her wet passage.

As his head was pulled toward her lower abdomen he reached out with his tongue over her belly, still damp with sweat from her exertions, leaving a narrow trail of saliva along her skin. He pressed his tongue teasingly into her navel and enjoyed her squirming at the sensation, and in anticipation off his inevitable goal. Twisting his tongue a final time in the small recess, he started to move his head downwards. Her hand guidedhim, pulling more intently now as she longed to feel him pleasure her as she knew he could. He slowly licked the wetness from her inner thighs and toward the junction of her thighs, her hand pulling him impatiently towards her sex. Switching tactics he suddenly lunged his tongue between her labia and squirmed it into her waiting channel, enjoying the taste of her nectar.

Byronee threw back her head and let forth a low moan of pleasure. His mouth shifted to lick at her clitoris, letting the tip of his tongue flick over the ultra-sensitive bundle of nerves, setting her body on the way to another orgasm. He continued as her swollen bud became used to the sensations and the slow build up to her impending orgasmic release. As he began to swirl his tongue around her pleasure centre, her body stiffened and her breathing became ragged. 

"Make me cum..." her voice a hoarse whisper between rapid breaths.

He pushed his tongue directly against her clitoris then closed his lips over the flesh around her pubis, feeling the coarseness of her dark-haired mound. Then he started to suck the delicate flesh. The suction was as close to ultimate pleasure and a sensation impossible for Byronee to bear. At that moment her body orgasmed in wave after wave of rapture, her hips quivered uncontrollably as she pulled her lover's head hard into her crotch and letting forth small gasps of ecstasy with each rapid breath.

As her euphoria slowed, she released Dominic and slowly pushed him onto his back. She rabbed his erection in her right hand and straddled his hips. Pointing him directly into her vagina, she let her hips fall onto his. She mewled as his stiff shaft penetrated her, stretching her tight channel, filling her completely. She clamped her inner muscles against his staff, causing him to twist underneath her in pleasure. He reached out to hold her hips as she leaned forward and let almost his whole length withdraw before settling back onto him again.

Again she lifted herself from his shaft and this time Dominic thrust his hips upward as she moved back, forcing her down even harder onto his rigid cock, up and down again, and again, and again. The friction started to have an effect on both of them as her tightly clamped muscles rode his cock. Byronee leaned back to change the angle of penetration so Dominic's erection would press harder against the sensitive front of her vaginal passage. Dominic's hands reached around to her buttocks.

Slipping his right hand all the way around his fingertips could feel his own shaft entering his lover's lubricated vagina and the creamy fluid that leaked over his fingers. Moving his hand up between her cheeks he rubbed his slippery fingertip around her anus. As she came down again on his hard shaft, he slid the tip of his finger inside. Byronee leaned back further to force more of the digit into her backside as she rose up to push herself back down onto her lover's still undiminished erection. Obligingly as she pushed down he let the finger enter her up to the second knuckle and rotated it gently inside her rectum.

Suddenly Byronee lifted off him and spun around so that she was facing his feet. Quickly grabbing his slippery shaft, she directed it back into her pussy and bent forwards to give him easier access to her ass. As she pushed back towards him and the length of his cock disappeared into her, he inserted his finger into her anus and mimicked his cock's penetration.

Byronee began to lose control of her human form and her wings started to emerge from her back. Dominic reached up with his free hand to stroke between her wings, where the leathery membrane joined her body. She leaned back to allow him easier access to the sexually sensitive spot between her shoulder blades, still rocking back and forth onto his dual penetration.

Reaching between her legs, she put her hand around his shaft and lifted herself clear of his dual ministrations. She moved back, realigning him so that his slippery member entered her anus to replace his finger. As the head stretched her anal ring and entered,she felt the sharp pain that rides close to pleasure and continued into her bowels as she forced herself onto him.

The intensity of the feeling was almost unbearable as his shaft slipped into her tight opening. He resisted the urge to ejaculate immediately as she rocked forwards and back again all the way onto the length of his shaft until his tight scrotum touched her pussy. Her wings had reached full extension as she lost any semblance of control and her claws, fangs and horns were fully realised ... Dominic's left hand now clawing hard on the base of her wing sending shivers of pleasure down her spine between her buttocks and underneath into her vagina.

Athletically spinning again, this time without separation from his erection, she faced her enraptured lover as he enjoyed the sensation of her tight anus. Her blue eyes glowed with unearthly light as she let forth low, guttural grunts and moans of ecstasy. She resumed her rocking motion, quickening the pace to increase the sensations that ran through her body. Dominic's erection penetrated deep into her bowels again and again, her pleasure increased by the satisfying discomfort. She sensed her lover could barely hold back any longer and rocked back hard on her heels letting him penetrate deep into her, squeezing him with the muscles of her rectum.

With a gasp of pleasure, his cock erupted, the pulsing of his shaft buried in her rectum causing a reciprocal orgasm in Byronee. Her back arched as she screamed in pleasure, convulsing in uncontrolled sexual fulfillment. Her hard nipples stood out on her breasts as she leaned backwards, wings snapping and thrashing wildly at the air. As she fell forward, her white fangs bit deep into the shoulder of her lover, and her clawed fingers scratched into his back. 

He turned his head away to give her easier access to his exposed flesh and reveled in the flow of sexual energy that flooded into him. Slowly, the feelings subsided within their bodies and her mortal form reasserted itself except for her fangs. She rolled off to one side, freeing his spent member from her backside. She watched a small trickle of blood seep from his shoulder and leaned forward to delicately lap up the red trickle. Then she kissed him deeply, letting his tongue explore her sanguine mouth and graze against her incisors. The small gashes in his shoulder seeped blood onto the white sheets, but neither of them noticed or cared. Soon they drifted off into a restful slumber, exhausted by their exertions of the last hours.

She woke late the following day. The only sign of her lover was a few dry bloodstains on the sheets, and her sore but fulfilled body. She stood and walked to the table - not even a note. A small blood-red tear formed in her eye and escaped onto her cheek, running down her cheek and onto her pale breast, down to the nipple where it became lost against the red hued flesh. Why didn't he understand? Why didn't any of them understand?

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As the day drew to a close at an inn twenty-five miles away, Dominic and Emily, his bride to be, kissed passionately, tasting each other deeply and letting their tongues wrestle for possession of the other's mouth. As they settled down to sleep together for the first time since they had met, Dominic was restless... would Byronee really let him leave that easily? He'd been with her for... he couldn't quite remember how long.

"Shhhh, she can't hurt us now. We'll be in a new town by midday tomorrow. A new life... with a new child to bring into the world." Emily let her hand slide across her still flat stomach. "Rest now and get a good night's sleep. We set off just after dawn."

Well that's certainly different, Dominic thought ruefully, but she was right. He lay behind her and curled a strong arm over her, and his hand cupped her left breast. He pressed his chest up against her back. His eyelids shut almost immediately and they were both soon in a restful sleep.

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Dawn's first rays cut a path between the ragged curtains at the east-facing window of the inn.

Emily moved her hand to cover her night-sensitive eyes. "Time to move my love," she murmured softly, still with her eyes closed against the glare.

Dominic didn't stir at her gentle words. She turned and reached to shake him awake. Emily suddenly recoiled in horror as she touched the cold almost-skeletal form in the bed beside her. Screaming, she leapt from the bed and grabbed the pillow against her, cowering on the far side of the room.

Dominic's body lay still, his empty eye sockets staring at her. Her eyes welled with tears, despite her fear and the horror she felt ... what could she do? She reached down to her stomach. She knew no new life burned within her, as his seed also aged and died as he had. She hugged the pillow, shaking, staring into her lover's eyeless sockets and wept. She was alone...

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Byronee pulled back the cover of a large book and began to search the list of those buried in the local graveyards again... maybe this time she would choose one who would stay.

The End

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