As your memory floods back like a river bursting its banks, questions start forming in your mind. What does this mean? Am I a Vampire now? When will I see her again? Oh God, I want her to bite me again! Half of your brain is saying no, you don’t want it again. But the images of the night before are like a disease spreading through your body. That thought fades as you remember her lips on your neck, the tingle as her teeth touch your skin. Your body starts to crave for her, she is like a drug and you can’t get enough! “Lillian,” her name escapes your lips. You decide to return to Blood Rush as soon as the sun is down, to seek her out. The day drags on and the hours feel like years and the minutes tick like time has slowed just to make you miserable. You try to fill your day with action but that is impossible. You’re fixated on her. It all seems like a blur and it’s hard to believe it really happened. But the memory of her perfume fills your mind and enchants you. Her cool touch excites passion and pleasure throughout your entire body. The vision of her eyes makes you want to fall into them, to never return. How her icy lips tantalised your neck, before she delicately pierced your neck with her sharp fangs. And oh, the ecstasy as she tenderly sucked on your neck, moaning and licking as wave upon wave of pure pleasure ravaged your body. Then you remember one specific vision of Jane, one of Lillian’s coven members, as you looked down at her and see her lips wrapped around your rock hard cock, sucking on it so hard that words cannot describe the pleasure. Wait, what did she say after you blew your load in that woman’s mouth? She said, “Oh shit! That was close.” What did she mean by escort beylikdüzü that, you ask yourself? But as you wonder about this, the craving creeps back in and the hunger to have her feed on you again drowns out all other thoughts. You lay on the couch in a haze. Later, as the sun dips over the horizon, you get up, shower and dress. Your mind is on auto pilot. Taking your keys, wallet and mobile you leave. As you step outside there is a black limo in your driveway. The door opens into a void in the night that you’re drawn into. It all feels so surreal yet you continue and climb in to find me. Getting in, you sit next to me. Intense emotions overtake you, both fear and the excitement like that of a first date. I run my fingers over your neck causing shivers to run down your spine. But you also feel a sense of peace that you belong to me now. My voice in your head asks, “Did you sleep well?” You’re not used to my method of communication. You talk to yourself, “Yes! Well . . . I think . . . I did” “You have eaten and replenished your strength with three days of sleep,” I continue to speak through your mind. Three days? You didn’t realise you slept for three days and you now understand why you ate so much when you woke. “I have been waiting for you!” I lean into you and gently press my lips against yours. Your mind begins to fog and reel in my presence. I’m so seductive I could get you to do anything for me. I kiss your cheek and move down your neck brushing my lips lightly on your skin. You arch your neck out wanting me to bite. A murmur escapes your lips as the rush, the thrill and the suspense of the possibility of being bitten with my needle escort akbatı sharp fangs. My senses are heightened as I feel the pulse of blood pumping through your heart and veins. My body tenses like a tiger ready to pounce on its prey. My concentration on the sound of your heart: lub-dub, lub-dub, lub-dub of blood pumping through your veins begging me to bite and to feel the rush of blood spurting into my mouth. I kiss your neck and pull back teasing you. It almost hurts me and it takes great strength for me not to bite. The car pulls up to a very old well established garden. As you climb out of the car you see a high wall of greenery like an entrance to a maze. To the left is an amazing lake with a very ancient and huge water sculpture of a half naked woman dancing and being merry. You turn and as the moon passes from behind a cloud it reveals, in magnificent splendour, a very ornate castle. It is six stories high with gargoyle sculptures around the towers that you swear move as your eyes pass over them. There are two round towers with spires, on each side of the castle. The windows are filled with stories of years gone by etched in stained glass. The stories seem to dance and animate as candle light flickers behind them. A moat surrounds the castle with a heavy, wood and iron studded drawbridge which links the surrounding land with the castle. It is as if you have stepped back in time. As we cross the drawbridge and walk into a court yard, you look up in awe, feeling like you’re on a movie set. You keep blinking your eyes in disbelief. You see a large wooden door open in front of us and a flood of light that seems to bring warmth to the dark, damp night. escort beylikdüzü As we enter you see people bowing before me and addressing me as Queen Lillian. You have so many questions and many more keep popping to mind. But you don’t think it’s the right time to ask them so you decide to wait until you have me alone. There is so much to take in, the beauty of the room and those people who fill it. What sticks out in your mind and as you look around is that you see some differences between the people in the room. Some are standing confidently while others seem a bit on edge, as if they don’t fully belong here. Maybe, you think, the confident ones are vampires and the others are humans. A few others don’t even look like anything you’ve ever seen before. A shiver runs down your body. We walk up five flights of stairs, all my worshipers bow as we pass which you find strange but intriguing. Looking back after passing some you see them looking from me to you. Most do not like you and would rather feast upon you than to have anything to do with you. As we reach the fifth floor those following and protecting me disperse and you see the most ornate wooden door in front of us. The craftsmanship is amazingly beautiful, majestic, studded with pure gold spikes and other jewels. You realize this room is special to have received such a door. It is just you and I standing at the door. I lean over and brush my lips on yours and then we kiss deeply, our lips together, igniting passion in both of us. Your tongue brushes my fangs as we kiss deeper and deeper till I pull away. Your head is a little light as if you have been drinking. You’re intoxicated by me. You now notice a young man standing with his head held low next to you. The young man bows to you then leads you away. You look back at me not wanting to leave but not wanting to disappoint me. The young man leads you down the hall. You have mixed feelings: the fear of the unknown; excitement of the new adventure.