Horse Lord and Dark Angel
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Lord of the Rings Movies › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,312
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings book series and movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Fantasizing
Chapter Three
Fantasizing
Oh, dear, she really, really shouldn’t have been here, wandering the halls at night. Seriously, vampiric insomnia was one thing, but stupidity had no excuse. If men wanted women, and couldn’t have them, what did they do? Either found another one, or happily masturbated. Her problem was the she didn’t want to hear it. Listening to Eomer… pleasure himself made her teeth itch.
“Mina, my lady, oh, beautiful one….” Eomer was moaning in his rapture, and Mina trembled as she listened to him. God, why did everything that came out of his mouth have to sound so wonderful? Even that?
Don’t think about him, my little vampire. She went completely and utterly still, and fought to keep her pulse from jumping into her mouth. A dark touch caressed the outside of her mind like a raven’s feather against one’s foot, tickling and irritating, making you twitch. He doesn’t deserve you.
She fought the urge to start hyperventilating. Kristoff couldn’t know how she felt about Eomer, it would get the warrior killed! She sucked in a breath.
Get out of my mind, Kristoff!
Don’t get too attached to that disgusting horse bastard.
He’s a human. You taught me what humans are for. Food.
You’d better not forget that, Mina. He was gone, smoke on the wind.
Mina leaned against the door to Eomer’s chamber, breathing hard, hand clasping her throat. Her fear didn’t vanish, but her wanting swam back to the forefront of her mind.
She could smell him, all of him, the scent of his blood as he bit his lip to silence his cries, the sweat sheening his hard, muscled body, tanned by sun and wind. She could see him in her mind, stretched out like a great, lithe cat on his bed, his hand- such a large, callused hand- sliding between his hard thighs and wrapping around himself, pumping hard.
She moaned softly, imagining him. She longed for a taste of his blood, she could smell it, sharp hot copper in her nose on her tongue in the back of her throat biting him sinking her fangs into his hard hot thigh into his neck, licking the sweat from his chest licking the hard muscles of his belly licking his throbbing cock before taking him into her mouth and sucking and sinking her fangs deep because it wouldn’t hurt him it never hurt them she knew that it was sweet so sweet a vampire’s mouth on the sweetest part of your body with his fangs in your flesh and that’s what she wanted his fangs in her and his cock buried deep inside her and his fangs oh his fangs but he had none he was mortal and she wasn’t Eomer oh Eomer oh Eomer….
“Oh, beautiful and brave Mina, so beautiful and-”
“Oh, stop it, Eomer, stop!” She cried before she could stop herself. He was merely fantasizing about her, her body, him plunging into her hard and fast oh yes she wanted that but it was only a fantasy! “Eomer….”
Suddenly the door she was leaning back against was yanked open and she fell backwards into thick, strong, muscular arms, looking up into dark hazel eyes. Her heart sank down somewhere into her big toe.
“Oh, dear.”
Fantasizing
Oh, dear, she really, really shouldn’t have been here, wandering the halls at night. Seriously, vampiric insomnia was one thing, but stupidity had no excuse. If men wanted women, and couldn’t have them, what did they do? Either found another one, or happily masturbated. Her problem was the she didn’t want to hear it. Listening to Eomer… pleasure himself made her teeth itch.
“Mina, my lady, oh, beautiful one….” Eomer was moaning in his rapture, and Mina trembled as she listened to him. God, why did everything that came out of his mouth have to sound so wonderful? Even that?
Don’t think about him, my little vampire. She went completely and utterly still, and fought to keep her pulse from jumping into her mouth. A dark touch caressed the outside of her mind like a raven’s feather against one’s foot, tickling and irritating, making you twitch. He doesn’t deserve you.
She fought the urge to start hyperventilating. Kristoff couldn’t know how she felt about Eomer, it would get the warrior killed! She sucked in a breath.
Get out of my mind, Kristoff!
Don’t get too attached to that disgusting horse bastard.
He’s a human. You taught me what humans are for. Food.
You’d better not forget that, Mina. He was gone, smoke on the wind.
Mina leaned against the door to Eomer’s chamber, breathing hard, hand clasping her throat. Her fear didn’t vanish, but her wanting swam back to the forefront of her mind.
She could smell him, all of him, the scent of his blood as he bit his lip to silence his cries, the sweat sheening his hard, muscled body, tanned by sun and wind. She could see him in her mind, stretched out like a great, lithe cat on his bed, his hand- such a large, callused hand- sliding between his hard thighs and wrapping around himself, pumping hard.
She moaned softly, imagining him. She longed for a taste of his blood, she could smell it, sharp hot copper in her nose on her tongue in the back of her throat biting him sinking her fangs into his hard hot thigh into his neck, licking the sweat from his chest licking the hard muscles of his belly licking his throbbing cock before taking him into her mouth and sucking and sinking her fangs deep because it wouldn’t hurt him it never hurt them she knew that it was sweet so sweet a vampire’s mouth on the sweetest part of your body with his fangs in your flesh and that’s what she wanted his fangs in her and his cock buried deep inside her and his fangs oh his fangs but he had none he was mortal and she wasn’t Eomer oh Eomer oh Eomer….
“Oh, beautiful and brave Mina, so beautiful and-”
“Oh, stop it, Eomer, stop!” She cried before she could stop herself. He was merely fantasizing about her, her body, him plunging into her hard and fast oh yes she wanted that but it was only a fantasy! “Eomer….”
Suddenly the door she was leaning back against was yanked open and she fell backwards into thick, strong, muscular arms, looking up into dark hazel eyes. Her heart sank down somewhere into her big toe.
“Oh, dear.”