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I had only been reading the Necronomicon for a few weeks. I didn't think that reading a few lines to my friends would have such an effect. In fact, I wasn't thinking at all. I wanted to impress them and who isn't amazed by anything called "magic". I didn't even realize what I had done until that night.
I had just fallen asleep when I was awakened violently by a loud thunderous sound. I sat up in my bed facing the cold darkness of my room. I pulled the covers close around me, looking for the faintest sign of something wrong. Just when I had assured myself that it was all my imagination, the disturbing noise came again followed by an almost blinding red light. I shielded my eyes. To describe what I saw at the foot of my bed would be like a deaf man describing one of Beethoven's symphonies when it's the first thing he has heard in all his years unaware of all sound.
The creature towered over my bed. Overall, the features of the beast were predominantly male. This was given away by its broad muscular physique. He was something out of my worst nightmares. His skin was pale for the most part but the skin was dark and burnt in some places and open and bleeding in others. He was also something out of my best dreams. His long black hair came down to his shoulders and was fairly neat as if it, unlike the rest of his body, had not seen the horrors of hell. He seemed to be hiding his face from me. The features seemed to change the more I stared at him. They looked like bits and pieces of people I knew.
For a brief moment, the two of us just stared at each other. He seemed as fascinated by me as I was by him. I was scared of him suddenly and the fear rising in me brought beads of sweat to my forehead. He took a step back and crouched low to the floor, sniffing the air as an animal does. I thought about making a run for the door but before I could move it was too late.
In an instant of terror, he leapt at me pinning me down to the bed. I struggled against him but it was useless. He was too strong. He pressed his weight on top of me, holding me with his claws. The same claws that ripped my nightclothes to shreds as he tore them off me. I screamed as I felt the cold night air on my naked flesh. Dear God I thought I'm going to die. I'm going to be a whore to the devil.
I gasped as I felt the length of his body against mine. He was so very warm. I closed my eyes. I didn't want to fall in love with this demon. I could feel his stare penetrating me as his eyes roamed freely over my body. I didn't move then perhaps because I was scared or perhaps I wanted this to happen. I opened my eyes to the paralytic stare of his own. He was breathing heavily almost panting. I groaned feeling his hardness against me before he began his dark task.
With the first powerful thrusts I wanted to fight him, to fight for my soul. I struggled again to push him off but after every attempt he would slash his claws against my delicate skin, returning me to a submissive state. The wounds were deep and painful but after inflicting a new one he would smother me with kisses. He was gently licking my wounds. Then, he would move on to kiss and gently bite the tender, unharmed portions of my skin. It was only after I fought against him that he would harm me. This cruel tenderness softened me and comforted me and I began to move with him. He grew even more excited at this victory and continued his lustful assault on me with a greater vigor, beating his powerful leathery wings with each thrust. I moaned and gave in to the pain that gave way to the first twinges of true passion.
When he had finished, he bellowed a growl that seemed to echo from hell itself. His seed exploded into me and at that moment as I felt my own passion rise to its peak, I screamed with pleasure. I clutched at him, holding him tight as he withdrew his manhood from my body and enfolded me in his arms. I was covered with sweat and my own blood and I was weak from the experience. I closed my eyes reliving the last moments as he bent his head towards my neck. He half purred half growled these words in my ear "My name is Xeres. If you should ever need me you know how to summon me. Thank you for those few moments of heaven. I am forever indebted to you." He kissed my neck gently and I knew he was gone.
As the last vestiges of my desire faded away, I opened my eyes to the dark emptiness of my room. I gazed down at the scars that covered my body and I spoke to the silence saying "You are wrong in that. I am forever yours my dark angel".
THE END