‘I LOVE YOU!!!’ Joanne shouted against the ranging thunder. She pushed back her dark wet hair from her face. ‘Did you hear that Philip. I said I LOVE YOU!!!’ There was another flash of lightening and a clash of thunder. Her white t-shirt clung to her braless breasts, her jeans were soaked through but she didn’t care. She didn’t care what anyone thought, she didn’t care that she was risking her life. All she cared about was Philip and she would die for him if she had to.
She lowered to her knees; large raindrops hit hard against her back as she brushed off the mud from the tomb stone that revealed – Our beloved son, Philip Rowe, 1972-2008.
‘Please, please come back, I said I love you. Did you hear that?’ She was close to tears. Another bright flash of lightening light up the cemetery followed by thunder so loud she felt the earth move and a crack appeared across the stone.
‘Philip?’ She rose to her feet and stood back as the rain fell faster and harder against her pale white skin. The sand cracked, a muddy hand forcefully appeared from beneath the ground, then another. A leg! Feet! A body covered in mud and finally a deathly pale naked body, stood, breathing heavily before her.
‘I said I love you. It doesn’t matter what people think what matters is us. Make me like you, turn me. Have me, I’m yours, I’m not leaving.’ She pleaded. The tall pasty and muddy figure charged towards her as if lion to its prey, the flash of the lightening revealing the reds of his eyes. He glared down at Joanne as if possessed.
Suddenly she felt his hands grip the collar of her t-shirt and with great strength shred it in two releasing her supple breasts. Each rain drop caressed her bare skin.
‘I’m yours,’ she whispered. ‘Take me, I’m yours forever.’
Joanne felt the wet soil against her back; strong arms liberated her from her jeans and fingers dipped in between her warm legs, toying with her swollen clit. Fear mixed with pleasure gripped every part of her body. He opened his mouth and lowered it to her neck and she closed her eyes to the angry skies above and felt the needle sharp teeth pierce her delicate skin. Blood trickled slowly down her neck.
‘Ahhh, yes.’ He released and let the blood run down the side of his mouth. Joanne watched as he lowered and stopped at her breast. He teased each nipple with his fangs, Joanne felt her clit pulsate. She couldn’t bare it any longer she wanted every part of him in deep down inside her. He returned to her neck and bit hard into her flesh.
‘Oh god yes!’ she cried as she slid her hands down his dirt riddled body and grasped his tensing arse. ‘Fuck me, fuck me now and drinking all of me!’ she moaned as she felt the drawing sensation from her body.
Philip entered her rapidly, his mouth stuck to her like a parasite as the tip of his cock rotated at the door of her pussy.
‘Oh fuck yes!’ She squealed as he dipped his wand deep inside her wet slit. He pounded in and out of her tunnel, in and out, round and round, grunting like a man possessed. As the rain splashed down their dirt riddled bodies, all Joanne could do was clutch harder to the body of her vampire. He’d taken her to the other side, she’d crossed over into his world as he drew more and more blood from her neck. There was another bright flash of lightening as he took her to the finish line and she cried out in ecstasy, she was his and she knew it.
He released his mouth from her neck and looked down at Joanne. She smiled tenderly and brushed the lock of black hair from his brow.
‘I love you,’ she said.
‘I love you too,’ he whispered. ‘From today on you’re mine forever!’ He smiled revealing a row of blood stained teeth!