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Dark Beauty	By : rileycharlotte Category: S through Z > Van Helsing Views: 6484 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Van Helsing, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hello, and welcome to my lovely rendition of What Could Have
Happened If�? Now, his his portion, I give you, What Could Have Happened If
Anna had been made Dracula�s bride BEFORE the mask ball and Gabriel saving her,
and all that. Yes, it is a little OOC for Anna to act the way she does, but� it
makes sense why if you pay attention. This is a PWP, and will probably remain
one, unless I decide to make a whole set of Vampire Anna and Dracula with many
adventures. But, I can honestly say, I have no ideas in the future. Whether or
not I develop them� eh, that will be up to whether or not I feel like it� All
right then? Off we go!

Disclaimer: Van Helsing and its little minions belong to
some people who are not me, myself or I. Who those people are exactly, I haven�t
the foggiest, but� they�ll forgive me, right?

Warnings: Hey, guess what? This is a fresh lemon. And it�s a
straight one too. I know, disappointing� it�s the first fanfic straight lemon
I�ve written. I�ve written an actually surprisingly similar one of my own
design in a novel I am TRYING to write (the girl�s a suicide ghost and the
guy�s a bi demon� very semme� rawr�) but� yes, anyway, for those of you who
don�t like guy/girl romance� (personally I really don�t unless it�s my babies�)
then, go and read some nice yaoi or yuri somewhere. Might I recommend my yaoi
fics? (there�s quite a few�) and � I actually should post that yuri fic� it�s
an original, but I�m not really into it, so� ANYWAY� (I said way too much.
Sorry.) Bottom line: sex is disclosed in this story.

Shadows played up and down the wall sensuously slow. The flow
of red velvet in cold wind on stone windowpane, the flicker of pinpoints of
searing flames ignited from dark candle depths. All played their part in this
seduction game.
It was all a game, a horrible dark game awash in shimmering
thick feeling evi evil. Beautiful evil.
The girl lay freshly intoxicated, her breath so sweet and
clean. So alive this maiden lay, her dark tresses melting into the black satin
pillows, her porcelain flesh contrasting harshly. Springtime�s brush of pale
pink scattered her cheeks, her lips bloomed its one red rose, temptingly
unfolded for anyone to ravish.
Every breath she took drew him in closer, each breath made a
whoosh of heart beat, flowing with the grace of a nymph through a valley of
lush green, the blood went through her body. It was so close, easy to tap.
The maiden stirred in her sleep, as though sensing a dark
presence near her, her wriggling wrinkled the pearl colored gown she wore,
making her seem all the more willing for it to be discarded.
Beside the bed, a vampire stood, biding his time. He was
patient as the dead are patient, knowing that there was a right and wrong time
for all things. The right time for the maiden was soon, going on midnight.
The night became Dracula, it always had. He looked best
painted by shade�s wisps so they caught the hollows of his cheek. The frozen
midnight�s wind danced through his fine hair until it whipped around like
strands of silken energy. Yes, the dark was his element.
Now he acted, moving fluidly, climbing into the bed of the
sleeping maid, straddling quietly over her, his knees easing their way to the
mattress. She remained at peace, asleep, obviously dreaming.
�My dear, what do you dream about?� he spoke it, knowing she
would not wake; she would rest, for the draught she had taken was potent.
Ever so leisurely he lowered his face towards hers, his hands
planted on either side of her bare shoulders, so slight, so breakable. Her
shoulders lead up to her neck the same purity gracing it as well.
The neck. Every vampire�s favorite part of a woman was her
neck. Though, truth be told, they had other favorite parts as well. But nothing
came close to the velvet cream slim channel from their lovely skulls to their
luscious bodies.
Dracula curled his fingers under her helpless body, drawing
them through the strands of her hair as one drew water from a pool in cupped
hands. He raised his hands and raised her two,il hil he had her near enough to
smell the life in her.
It almost broke him into pieces. She was alive. She breathed,
she moved, she spoke, as all the living did. There was something about life
that intrigued him. Quite strange how easily life can fade, just vanish like it
never was. Despite it having been so brilliant, bursting in the sunlight like a
thousand shards of crystal, it would fade away to dark, just as fast. But, he
had never truly understood this aspect, this fleeting beauty until he caught
the scent of the Princess Anna he had now set before himself.
What a feast she would make, because of it.
He wasted not a moment more. His hunger was mad dark fingers
within him, longing for the maiden more than he�d ever thought possible. He had
never truly needed a human the way he now did.
A slick tongue caressed the nape of her neck, lapping as a
beast to its wounds, with that dire life and death necessitate. Running his
moist taste buds over her feather soft flesh, he located a pulsating river
perfect for him to tap.
His fangs grew with a sharp hiss and with a snap of the head
he thrust them down for the initial piercing. Easing into Anna�s neck was
necessary in order to keep her from bleeding too freely at once. He let his
teeth sink about a quarter of their length, and then began to lick at the small
trickles of red cascading from the punctures.
A fine blood was like a fine wine, and hers was subtly heady.
It ran thinner than he expected, and warmer still. Pulling back his dagger-like
canines, he suckled pud puddles they had made. The vampire reveled in the
thrill it gave him as the liquid slid down his throat. Marvelous.
Butterflitflitting, her eyelids opened, her breathing growing
rapid as she started to realize what was happening.
�What� what is going on?� groaned the Princess, her speech
clumsy with the heavy burden of the drug.
�Hush, darling, rest. You will forget soon enough,� Dracula�s
voice rolled thick and compelling as ancient tapestries in her ear.
�Forget?� for a moment she panicked, her fear broke the spell
of the potion and she lay underneath the vampire stiffer than she would if she
was dead.
�Yes, you will forget. You will forget your life. I will make
you forget�� he kneaded his claws gently against her scalp.
The woman moaned. There was something addictive about her
touch, deathly addictive as evil always is.
�How� will I� forget�� she cried, out as he squeezed her
abdomen between his knees and drew out more blood from her neck. It hurt, but
not in a bad way.
�I will staunch the memories of your life. I consume them.
Then you become mine.�
The wavering fright that shattered her heart was soothed away
by plump lips and a thirsty tongue.
�Now, dearest Princess, you will belong to me and only me.�
�No!� she pummeled at his back with resurrected vigor. �You
can�t do this! I��
She froze, mid-sentence as the full effect seized her,
pulling her mind down a writhing dark tunnel, until she could see nothing, and
she knew nothing, only the pressure of a man slurping against her neck.
�Tell me what I am. I don�t know,� her voice had taken a new
tone, steely as though coated in a cold metal sheet.
�What do you mean you don�t know, my love?� his voice
taunted, as he buried his eyes in her now hollow ones, filling them with his
presence. �You are my bride. We were just about to��
He was cut short of his victory. The woman had run her hands
down his neck, her nails extended so they ran little trails of blood behind
them. His hiss echoed off stonewalls.
�We were just about to�� she licked the petite streams of
blood, the husky flavor making her purr. �Just about to make love?�
Dracula didn�t have a chance to be shocked at her display.
She had wrapped her legs around him and was rubbing herself into his arousal
with a wi smi smirk highlighting her face.
He moaned louder this time, almost making the walls shake.
This was getting dangerous.
�You know, this will
be my first time,� she kept that gut wrenching smile as she spoke. �Be gentle
with me��
The woman drove her nails down his pants, skimming them over
the surface of his hardened member. The brief pressure taunted him into a mad
frenzy. It brought out a more powerful Dracula, as blood brings a shark�s urge
to kill and strengthens it to the task.
�But, my darling, you would not want that. If I am gentle��
he shoved her down off him, pinning her to the mattress. �You will not feel
it.�
He seized her lips, tearing at them with tongue, with teeth,
slamming against her as he opened her mouth and continued his devouring. At
first, hs sus sure he had the upper hand. She was smothering beneath him and�
and then she bit down on his tongue.
Yelping, the vampire drew back, splaying blood, as he ripped
free of her jaws.
�I asked you to be gentle with me,� her tone was wild, �Now,
you pay the price.�
She sat up, almost cing ing into the man on top of her.
There was a moment of silence, the eye of the storm. And then
the gale hit with flailing torrents fit to topple the entire castle.
Both parties started ripping off each others clothing,
exposing sweet flesh beneath like mad children attacking their Christmas
presents. Somehow they ended up standing in the bed, both entirely naked, their
bodies glimmering in the darkness.
Yet, still, they went on with their rampage.
Dracula drove his hands down her slim waist, absorbing the
texture, the softness. Anna let him do so, while she played with his bottom
lip, her teeth scraping down to the inner lining of his cheeks. Her hands,
however, were now locating other places.
The new bride pulled from his grasp and slammed herself into
him, jumping up a little so she could wrap her legs and arms around him.
Her weight was not what toppled him. It was the fact that
somehow the little witch had managed to slide him up inside her. His knees
buckled as her tunnels clenched the thick tip of his length. Dracula fell
forward, crushing the girl beneath him, as he buried in deeper, releasi
th
throaty moan from the former Princess Anna.
�Do�� thrust. �You�� thrust. �Like� that?� the undead
prince�s voice was raspy with his oncoming pleasure.
The lady hissed in response, gripping his shoulders with
nails as he rammed into her, almost bruising her with the force behind eastrostroke.
He nibbled at her plump breasts, trailing his tongue over the
silky mounds, suckling a few good spots as he drew out and biting them as he
shoved himself all the way in.
Faster and faster he went, until there was nothing but a
blur, nothing but a need, a horr des desperate need clawing it�s way higher and
higher, grunting and sweating at the effort. It seemed only a thread more had
to be broken away before�
Anna bit the vampire�s shoulder, drawing blood in her orgasm.
All she could feel was a seed spilling into her, coating her inside and killing
all the aches she felt before. Her breath drew shallow as she swallowed slurps
of blood. Never before had she felt so satisfied.
One final limp kiss, and Dracula pulled out, dripping in
several body fluids, mingling their smells and tastes as he stood up, gazing
into her glazed eyes.
�Is it over� so soon?� she breathed, black blood trickling
from the corner of her mouth. Hisod mod meshed with hers.
The vampire�s eyes lit up, his fangs growing larger as other
places increased in size as well. The woman gawked listlessly at his dark
beauty, his erotic stamina.
�I will not stop until the cover of night has been vanquished
by the sun, my darling. I will not stop until we bleed ourselves dry��

TBC

Okay. I�m really liking this� more than any yaoi king
should� and I AM THE YAOI KING. But� I kinda like this hetero stuff too now�
girls aren�t that bad� NOT LIKE THAT! �
I�m straight� riiiggghht� anyway� I hope you liked it� I wrote it for a friend
so she would bring my sex-toy back to life� so� this was her payment� kinky,
huh? Shdracdracy�s lover by the by� so hands off the vamp! (She doesn�t share,
and she�d kill me and the above mentioned sex-toy again if I let others move in
on her man� *whimper*) Anyway� yeah� that�s it� probably� but I really did like
those characters� maybe Vampire Anna and horny Dracy will have another
adventure! Or maybe I�ll get a life� who knows?
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