Bitten
In the darkness of the night
You let his fingers graze your flesh,
Waking a long forgotten feeling.
The touch is gentle but oh so deep,
Lighting your soul causing you to tremble
And make your knees go weak.
“Do not fight it my sweet femina
Let me envelop you,
Let my darkness spread within.
Give way to your darkest desires,
Do not deny me, my sweet femina.”
You cannot resist any longer
And let him in.
His sharp canine fangs
Pierce your tender flesh
Draining your blood
But fulfilling you to your core.
The warmth begins to fade
As the coldness takes over.
You let him take your body
And a new warmth takes over.
Draining to the last drop,
His fangs retract without motion
And he whispers in your ear
“Here my sweet femina, take mine
Like I took yours,
Come with me in the darkness
And follow me my sweet femina.”
You close your hot mouth around his offering
And as the blood flows freely
You relish in the fact that you were chosen,
That you were the one bitten.
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