To know true love and true passion you have to experience it for yourself, but for those who haven't why don't you sit back and enjoy my story.
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My name is Lieghanne, and I am 982 years old. Yes I guess that makes me Immortal or another name for it is Vampyre. I was made when I was 25 so I never aged after that. I am 5'2", I weigh 105, and my measurements are 34 36 34. Men seem to flock to me for my looks and for the power that I exhume. But that all changed when I met Steve.
Ahh, Steve, now there is a fine specimen of a man. Standing at 6'3", nice broad shoulders and a cock to die for. He has a nice 9 incher with a width of at least 3 inches. But we will get more into that shortly.
We met when I decided I was bored with the normal entertainments and wanted to go to a Goth club that had just opened up. So that night I dressed to the nines in a blood red and black fitted corset type dress that I prefer and headed out to the club.
The club was named Bloodsuckers, which I found funny. I knew that there were only two of us in the town and well Kirk wasn't exactly on the prowl for a fun time because he had found his mate years ago.
I paid my fee and left the doorman checking out my unbound breasts as I walked past. Walking in the music was hopping and the lights were on full strobe. I managed to find a table near the back but to where I could see all that was going around. I had to grin as I walked past the many tables of single men looking to get laid. Some of their thoughts ran toward taking me to the bathroom and taking me in the stall to taking me home and taking their sweet time making me cum over and over again.
When I sat down the server came up and asked if I wanted a drink. I waved her off saying I just wanted to dance and not drink that night. I stayed there for a few more minutes just watching and getting into the groove so that when I finally walked out I was ready to dance.
While I was out there I felt an arm come around my waist and a voice in my ear whisper "mind if I join you?"
"Of course not, but please don't stop dancing. My name is Lieghanne, but please call me Liegh. And your name?"
"Steve, and tonight I am your slave."
I couldn't help but grin at that comment. I could read what was in his mind and then when I took a deep breathe and smelled his blood I tasted something that I didn't think I would find, a mate, a lover and hopefully my permanent partner.
So we danced the night away, and I couldn't help but keep smelling his blood, and the more I smelled it the more I wanted it and the more I wanted his blood the wetter my pussy got. I knew that by the end of the night I would have him deep inside me and I would taste his blood.
When 1:30 rolled around we stopped dancing so that he could grab some water.
"Liegh, why don't we go back to my place and talk some more? I want to get to know you better."
"That will work but instead of your place lets go to mine. I am a little bit more comfortable there and I don't want any distractions when we talk. And I know that your roommate will be around."
So we left and headed up to my place to continue talking and maybe more.