Fresh air on the roof

You find a stairwell and lead her by hand through the darkness, your eyesight giving you the advantage in finding your way. She grips your hand tightly, unaware of the danger that surrounds her, ignorant of the sharpness of your nails that graze her soft skin.

When you reach the roof, the slightly cooler air hits your cold skin and she notice she trembles a bit. An intoxicating mix of fear and her reaction to the temperature. You look up and the black night and inhale and take in its power, raising your arms from your side. "Beautiful, isn't it?"

"I've always taken comfort in darkness. A place to hide, feel enveloped & surrounded." She holds her arms across her chest. Her breasts full and soft in her arms. You think back to your planted memory, and she feels it as well as you watch her. Thinking of your mouth against her skin. The pressure of your body against hers.

"You're not wrong, there is power in the darkness if you let it in. But before we go further, I must ask your name. I know it must only match your beauty..."

She smiles coyly, "Alessandra..." Your skin feels electric as it leaves her lips. Your power over her only increasing.

"Well Alessandra, it's my pleasure to join you tonight," you say bowing slightly, opening your leather trench coat, trying your best to present your formal manners. You pop your collar and walk towards her. "You seem chilled, it seems only the gentlemanly thing to protect you from the cold." You take her in your arms and wrap your jacket around her. Your pheromones surround her and she doesn't realize how helpless she really is. She seems to melt inside your body.

"Have you ever desired to be taken by darkness? Feel it inside you? Pulsing and reverberating in your body?" You growl in her ear. She lets out a small moan.

"Yes..." She whispers. Her eyes closed, afraid to look directly at you.

"Don't fight it, ask for it. Accept it. Tell me how you want it. How it's the only thing you've ever desired."

"But who are you? How can you know my desires?" she asks in barely a whisper. Her defenses have dropped, and yet she resists.

"I'm your master, your savior. My name doesn't matter, but you can call me Raul. Your wolf, your predator." You hold her tighter, your nails digging slightly into her back. "Don't hold back, tell me what you want. What you've always wanted."

"I want you inside me, I want YOUR darkness inside me." She purrs and squirms in your embrace. "I want to be yours and serve your needs. I only desire you."

You lay her on the ground. You tower over her and descend on her body, your coat covering you both. You kiss her and taste her sweetness. She licks at you eagerly, hungry for more. You pierce her lip with your growing fangs and taste her further, your appetite growing. Your cock hard and leaking in anticipation. You tear her dress and her breasts spring from the release and you take them in your hands. Your sharp nail runs across the top of one, leaving a streak of red beading up. You lap at it, further intoxicated by her desire. You release your dick from your jeans and stroke it, eager to enter her, slide into her swiftly. Your hips rocking against her body. Your eyes glow red as you look down at her moaning and pulling your body into her. Your fangs in their full glory as you pant and grind into her. "Do you accept your fate, Alessandra? Do you desire this power? My glory? My gift?" you snarl.

"YES," she screams. "Make me in your image. I need to serve your existence only."

You continue to pump into her, your bodies closer and closer to orgasm. Your face burried in her neck sucking. You raise your head it and she feels the rush of your inhale as you hiss and bare your fangs and make final eye contact and grimly smile at her. In the next moment your fangs are deep in the flesh of her neck, blood pooling in your mouth sucking eagerly as it flows forth, simultaneously cumming as you both find release. You continue to drink and can feel her heart rate slow.

You bite your tongue and feel your own blood pool in your mouth, as it drips forth out of you, dripping against her lips and face. You kiss and share the mixture between you, and her body stops, still. You whisper in her ear... "Don't stay too long dear, we might have an eternity, but the night's only so long."

You stand again, wiping your mouth with your sleeve, surveying your work and looking out over the city. A good start, but you're ready for seconds.