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I Need You Tonight

Legs. That was the first thing Yul remembered seeing when he came down into the dungeon for a late night cap. He had already had his meal, a nice, willing human girl, she had been tasty, but he wasn't ready to retire to his chambers just yet. As he went down the spiraling staircase, underground to where the Kindred fed and relaxed in peace he was immediately greeted by the most enticingly smooth, glistening, shapely legs he had ever laid eyes on. They were crossed in front of the bar, her delicate feet encased in jewel encrusted 4 inch strappy sandals. She was a shimmering light in a sea of darkness, Kindred generally had a thing about wearing black, like they were worried they would come off less erotic and dangerous if they wore turquoise or camel.

He followed the legs up to a backless grey, cashmere mini dress, her back looked as soft and velvety as the legs. He stood there watching her, as her elegant fingers with the long black burgundy painted nails, sharp as knives drummed against the bar. He drank in every part of her he could see with an animalistic lust, dying to know what it would feel like to exchange blood with her. She even had perfect posture, he was a sucker for good posture. Before talking to her, or seeing her face he knew that she was fully aware of how tempting she was. That's why he loved female Kindred, no other type of woman held the same level of mystique and power. He wasn't even bothered by the possibility that the front of her wouldn't live up to the back, the legs alone were worth the price of admission.

He stalked towards her with tunnel vision determined to claim his prize, it was a done deal he wasn't leaving without her. The music pulsated through the dark, crowded club, some 1980s song, he watched the silky, jet black hair swinging as she swayed seductively to the rhythm. To humans it would have seemed like an oldie, but to Kindred it might as well have come out last month. It was some goth song again one of those type of songs that Kindred listened to to keep up the pretense, personally he preferred Robert Johnson maybe even some Johnny Cash.

He took a seat next to her at the bar, trying to play it cool. Yul wasn't the type to consider whether a woman would be attracted to him, he had never had problems with that not even in life. In fact usually it was he that was noticed before he noticed the woman. But with her, he was suddenly uncertain. He looked over at her, her hair still obstructed her face but he took in her curves, he saw the outline of her perfect breast, and up close her legs were even more wondrous than they were from afar. He found his dick responding as he was filled with the overwhelming desire to know what those legs would feel like wrapped around him.

"You going to stare at me all night or are you going to at least tell me your name." A seductive, low, throaty voice brought him out of his fantasy. She turned towards him, and he couldn't help but smile, of course she would be devastatingly beautiful on top of everything else: full luscious lips, almond shaped hazel eyes that were hooded yet unnaturally alert, high cheekbones. If he was smart he would have walked away right then, he knew she was the type to rip your heart out, eat it and wash it down with a nice Pinot Noir, probably the good stuff. She was trouble, but he liked it.

"Yul. My name is Yul and you are?"

"Lilith."

"As in the first wife of Adam?"

"Yes, I'm always asked about that, people wonder why I'm named after a storm demon." He laughed.

"I prefer to think of Lilith as more of a feminist than a storm demon, obviously Adam was too weak to know how to be with an independent woman so she got fucked over for a lesser woman in the form of Eve."

"How very Sarah McLachlan of you. . .spoken like a man who's spent a lot of time around strong women."

"Is there any other type of woman?"

"Well not any worthwhile ones anyway."

He stared at her for a moment. "Why have I not seen you around before."

"I'm just passing though."

"For how long."

"Long enough. . .but let's not waste our night talking about that."

She leaned into him, placing her hand on his thigh, her lips just brushing his ear. "I can think of a much better way to spend our night." He bit his bottom lip, his fangs starting to lengthen as he became increasingly more aroused. Her hand moved higher up his thigh, lightly kneading the firm muscles. Her long, sharp fingernails scraped against his leg as they made their way continually higher. Her smell intoxicated him in the most primal way, he looked into her deep hazel eyes whose hunger seemed to mirror his own.

Lilith had noticed him almost immediately when he came in, she saw his reflection in the mirror over the bar (yes it's a myth that Kindreds don't have a reflection, something humans made up to make themselves feel better). She had seen him as he had descended the steps, dressed in an well made black suit that fitted him perfectly, a crisp white shirt underneath that had the first few buttons undone, giving her a nice view of his strong neck and smooth chest. His hair, black, almost bluish black in fact, was slicked back. He had immediately given off a power and ease that she found unusual even for a Kindred. She felt shivers up her spine and an urgency down lower when she saw the way he stared at her, like he would eat her alive. She knew he was one of the top Kindred and as he walked towards her his muscles, rippling under his tailored suit, she knew he relished his role. She figured even in life he had had given off a vibe that clearly said, "don't even think about fucking with me," she loved it.

She cupped his balls gently, massaging them as she kissed his neck, His head fell back and he moaned softly as she stoked him through his pants. She palmed the length of his shaft up and down, as he quickly grew in her hand. Her eyes narrowed in lust and appreciation as she felt it's large girth. She couldn't resist getting a better feel, unbuttoning his pants and pulling down his zipper. She licked her hand and slipped it into his pants as he gripped the bar, groaning in pleasure. She slowly twisted her hand over the length of him pressing her thumb and index finger together as she stroked the head of his dick. She leaned into his neck and sank her fully extended fangs in, stealing a taste of him.

"Oh fuck," He hissed, she continued jerking him off as she sucked his blood, feeling his power coursing though her veins, jolting her system. She had never tasted anyone so good and she felt high on his blood. She pulled back from his neck, licking his blood from her fangs, and smiling in satisfaction. She daintily removed her hand from his pants and zipped and buttoned him back up.

"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this here." He nodded quickly, hoping of the stool and guiding her out, his hand lightly touching her bare lower back. As they moved through the crowd he was guiding her to the back of the club, she looked over at him.

"Where are we going?"

"My place." He answered quickly. He took her through a back door out into a tunnel. There were underground tunnels that went all through the city, it was how the Kindred were able to travel back and fourth with their victims without be noticed. He led her through the dark, damp tunnels, twisting and turning through like a rat going through a maze. Every now and then he stopped to push her up against the wall and kiss her, his hands rubbing her thighs as he tasted her mouth, her neck, her ear.

"You are so fucking gorgeous." He whispered in her ear. He kissed her desperately his tongue intermingling with hers, it was needy, possessive, like his control was just barely restrained, it was all he could do not to bend her over and fuck her standing up inside those dank tunnels. It got to be too much and he had to taste her.

He held her up against the wall dropping to his knees, he hiked up her mini dress inhaling her luscious, natural scent. Yul saw with pleasure that she wasn't wearing any undergarments. He looked up at her, his dark eyes impossibly black. He lifted one of those long legs he'd wanted to feel ever since he saw them and pulled it over his shoulder. Then he stared at her pussy, worshipping it, taking his time, not caring that any other Kindred could come strolling though. She felt his cool breath on her and rocked her hips slowly begging for his tongue to give her the relief she was seeking. He ran his hands up and down her outer thighs. He must have been some sort of magician because just him silently breathing on her hot pussy was enough to almost bring her hooded clit out of hiding.

"Oh god Yul. . .please." She needed him, she needed his tongue on her and her hips operated with a mind of their own, rotating as she pushed towards his beautifully sculpted mouth. Finally he leaned forward and connected with her lower lips, one long lick from her slit to her clit. She sucked in her breath, as he pulled back again driving her crazy. His tongue returned, lightly tracing the her outer lips. He explored her leisurely, enjoying her taste as though it were his last meal. He French kissed her lower lips, his hands stroking her ass and the back of her thighs. He gently licked her clit with the tip of her tongue increasing the pressure gradually. She was ridiculously wet, her juices flowing as she gasped incoherently. She grabbed his hair riding his face as he feasted on her.

He inserted a thick finger into her juicy slit crocking her finger against her g spot, then he inserted another one, both applying pressure to the rigid area of her g spot as he continued licked her clit keeping the pressure steady, sucking it in his mouth. She banged her head against the all, as she held a fist full of his hair, cursing and muttering like some strange foreign language, he could feel her swelling against his fingers as she rapidly approached her first orgasm of the night. She cried out a feral, loud scream that seemed to shake the foundation of the tunnel, as she came in his mouth. He drank every drop of her juices, feeling like he could dine on the taste of her all night long. She collapsed against the wall of the tunnel her legs giving out under her, He caught her as he stood up, picking her up easily and throwing her over his shoulder.

"Oh no you don't we're just getting started, love." He continued through the maze of tunnels, it was second nature to him and easily carried her up to his home. As they came up to the surface it seemed as though they were in an abandoned warehouse. The went into an old elevator, going up a couple of levels. The doors of the elevator opened directly into his place. It was a distinct contrast from the dirty, downstairs area. It had high vaulted ceilings, and exposed brick walls and wood flooring. There wasn't any furniture, just one large four poster, wooden Burmese teak wood carved bed. It had to have been at least 200 years old. Yul set Lilth down gently on the bed. She watched him as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his sculpted, chiseled chest. He unbuttoned his pants, slipping out of his shoes and socks as he took off his pants and was standing in front of her naked. She sighed taking him all in, he was beautiful. She sat up on her knees, pulling her dress off she was naked except for her shoes. As she sat back and prepared to take off her shoes, a strong hand shot out a griped her thin ankle.

"Leave the shoes on." He whispered huskily, as he kissed the top of her toes in the jeweled sandals. He kissed her calf, and up her shapely leg as he ran his hand over the smooth skin, it was so soft, so perfect. He looked up at her, his fangs fully extended. He plunged his fangs into her leg, she inhaled suddenly as he sucked on her calf, taking in her life essence, his veins pulsating with her blood as it mingled with his. She fell on her back the painfully beautiful sensation sending shockwaves all over her body.

"Oh god Yul, oh my god." She started to feel dizzy as he continued draining her, her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she writhed around on the bed wrapped in the onslaught of another even stronger orgasm. Finally he released her leg looking up at her with a satisfied smirk, he crawled on the bed, he took one of her fingers and used her fingernail to slice open his wrist, she leaned forward hungrily and accepted his blood, greedily sucking on his wrist. As she gulped down his essence she could see inside of him, for one moment as they exchanged blood, they could see everything about each other, where they had been, what they had seen, whose blood they had drank. She looked up at him and they locked eyes, they were so in tune, so drunk off of each other, it was almost like love.

Finally she released his wrist and pulled him into her mouth for a scorching kiss, each one being able to taste each other on their tongues. He kissed down her neck, tracing the outline of her collarbone with her tongue. He ran his hands over her body, growled loving the sensation of her cool skin, all of their senses even more heightened from the exchange of blood. She felt like she was almost floating off of the bed as he lightly ran the tips of his fingers up and down her sensitive body. He moved down to her breast, flicking is tongue over her left nipple, pinching it lightly. He resisted the urge to bite her again, but they had already exchanged so much blood, it would be dangerous to take more so soon. Still he lapped over her nipple as she arched her back into him, holding his head down to her breast as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her spiked heels digging into him. He gave the same attention to the right nipple. Before he lifted his head up, his eyes committing every inch of her body to memory.

Suddenly Yul picked up Lilith and flipped her over so she was on all fours. He loved seeing her in that position. He reached between her legs massaging her dripping wet pussy, he stuck his finger in his mouth, never able to get enough of her succulent juices. He gripped her hips and plunged himself into her, fucking her hard from the back. She cried out as he plunged deep into her. He reached around, gently rolling her clit between his thumb and forefinger, as his other hand still gripped her hip, as she worked his long, thick dick. She was face down her face flat against the bed and her ass high in the air as he moved in and out of her. The wet, sloppy sounds of his balls smacking up against his ass fill the air along with their feral grunts and moans.

He pulled her up into a kneeling position, still pounding hard into her. She reached back running her fingers through his hair. He sat down of the bed, pulling her into his lap as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He could feel those heels, pressing against his back. They wrapped their arms around each other for support, rocking against each other in a fluid motion. They stared into each others eyes, as they pushed through to their shared orgasm. Their skin, normally cool felt like they were on fire as they rocked against each other, tension becoming almost unbearable. The yells mingled with each other as they came together, gasping and holding on to each other, their bodies an inferno of passion. He grabbed the back of her head and brought her down to his mouth, kissing her almost sweetly. Pulling her on top of him as they passed out on top of each other, utterly spent.

When he woke up she was gone, he knew she would be, he knew she should be. Still Yul couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret at what might have been. Who knows maybe they'd meet again, maybe they'd have a chance to go hunting together, have conversations.

Who the hell was he kidding?

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