2 comments/ 35758 views/ 4 favorites Child of Darkness Ch. 1 By: maidens_lust Alicia sat at the cabin alone…she had waited for her parents to leave and now they were gone. She was glad. She let on to no one why she was so happy. She knew that no one would believe her about her new boyfriend – her lover. She was so in love with him that she would do anything he asked of her. She thought back to that first night they were together… 'Please fuck me! I want you now!' Her begging sounded like commands as her lover came over to her. She spread her legs apart, awaiting him. Her lover slowly slid his large cock into her. Then, with her moans of pleasure driving him on, he thrust himself into her hard, causing her to scream. Alicia arched her back and pressed his face into her milky white breasts. He started sucking on one of the nipples and then started to drink the sweet milk from his pregnant young lover. He fucked her for hours without ceasing and she enjoyed every erotic moment. Then, he was gone. Now she awaited him again. 'Where are you, my love?' she asked the silence. 'Here.' Alicia turned, startled by the broken silence. She smiled when she saw him. 'Hello, my love.' It had never occurred to Alicia to ask how he got inside with the doors and windows locked. All common sense seemed to escape her at the moment. She did not care that she had locked all the windows and doors…she only cared about her lover. Anticipating their lovemaking, she smiled at him. He was very handsome to her…tall, slender and young. He smiled at her and she noticed for the first time how piercing his dark eyes were. She could feel him looking into her and shivered. His smile grew as he watched her shiver like a helpless animal or a frightened child. 'Do I frighten you?' Alicia could not lie to him. He excited her. The thoughts of him touching her made her wet and hot. The child she carried felt the pleasure also as it kicked when they made love, and also when she masturbated when he was not around. The child knew that this was special, she reasoned. 'Do I frighten you, Alicia?' he asked again, concern on his face. Alicia smiled as she stood up. 'No, my love. It is not fear but anticipation that I feel. The child feels it also.' Smiling, he looked down at her swollen belly. 'How is our child tonight?' She liked the way he referred to her child as 'our child'. He was the only one she had given herself to freely. She loved him with all her being, more than life itself. He was not, however, the child's father. The child's father had taken her by force, ravaged her, and left her for dead. She never wanted to think of him again. She found a real father for her child. 'I want you tonight, Alicia. We shall have the entire night.' 'My love, may I ask your name?' He smiled. 'All of this time and you never knew my name. You say you love me, but you know nothing of me. What you are feeling is not love, my dear, but lust.' She smiled at him. It was true. She only wanted to have him in her, pumping his seed into her. She wanted to give him pleasure as much as he gave her. She would do anything for him, anything he asked. He was her lover…her master…a demon in human form, and her soul was lost. 'I am no different than the man who stole from you.' 'No, you are different. He took away my virginity, but I give you my heart…freely.' 'You only believe you have given yourself freely to me. Lust blinds you to the truth. I changed that night. For the first time I killed for something other than food. I killed him for you, I had heard your screams and I killed him. I am no different than he was. He robbed you of your innocents, your virginity. I am robbing you of your soul.' 'Please…' she pleaded. He smiled at her again. She was beautiful to him. Long golden hair, eyes as bright and blue as the morning sky he remembered. Her face showed trust. He had changed. Before, he was a hunter, a killer, a demon…now he was a lover. He could see that she adored him, but she was only one of many that had given of themselves for his pleasure. She made him smile. He cared for her. That was the difference. He cared for her and not the others. The others were pawns, prey to him. She was different. He didn't care about the others, didn't care what happened to them, didn't care about them in the least…but he cared about her. He didn't want to hurt her in any way. 'Nicholas'. She smiled. Nicholas was a nice name. So fitting for one so strong. She walked up to him and kissed him passionately on the lips, pressing her body firmly against his. She could feel his arousal as they kissed deeply, tongues darting in and out of each other's opened mouths. Within a few short moments he had taken off her blouse, bra, jeans and panties and had pulled her away to survey his prize. Her body was beautiful…small but swollen with the child she now carried. He gasped at her body, and silently commanded her to lie down in front of the hearth. Alicia complied. She lay down in front of the fireplace, bent her knees and spread her legs for him. Nicholas looked at her body…her breasts, her belly, and her shaven pussy. He smiled and licked his lips. Alicia was getting more aroused as she watched him take his long black cloak off to reveal an Adonis…her naked lover…her Nicholas. He was very aroused. His full manhood saluted her…all nine inches, pointed straight ahead. She took her fingers and spread her pussy lips so that he would have an easier time getting in. Nicholas walked around her and knelt at the top of her head. He kissed his lover…her forehead, nose, lips, throat, breasts, belly…moving all the way down her body, kissing and licking her into a frenzy. He positioned himself where he could easily get to her pussy, but wanted some relief from the burning of his enlarged cock. He moved his body to where his rod was within reach of her mouth. He held her legs apart as he licked her pussy…nibbling just a little to feel the spasms of arousal. He started to move his whole body forward…his ripe cock brushing against her face. Alicia took the hint gladly. His tongue moving in and out of her aroused her. She wanted him to feel the same. With every forward movement from him she flicked her tongue, teasing his cock-head. She could hear him moan as he quickened his pace. She grabbed his back and held on tightly as she swallowed his full-length. Nicholas humped her mouth…his head exploding in ecstasy. His sperm shooting into her mouth with every spasm and thrust. 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!' he screamed as she sucked him harder, her mouth tight around his shaft. He stopped eating her and quickly pulled his wet cock out of her mouth and moved around to face her. He saw some of his creamy seed still around her mouth. They smiled at each other and Nicholas quickly thrust his hard cock into her. He arched his back and rolled back his eyes with each thrust of his hips. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly and helped him pound his wood deep into her. His pace was slow and methodical. He thrust hard into her, kept it in for what seemed like an eternity, pulled it out until only the head was buried and then again…and again…and again. They came together. The rest of his sperm shot deep into her, completely covering the unborn child. She was almost sure that the hot fluid would burn the child, but quickly dismissed the thought. When he was finished he started to lick his sperm from her mouth and she started to move from under him. He had changed again. Now he was the demon. 'Why do you want to leave me, Alicia?' 'Isn't it finished?' she asked innocently. Nicholas smiled at her. 'I said we had the entire night. I want you for the entire night, Alicia. I want you…your mind, your body, and…your soul.' Alicia was starting to feel concerned. He easily aroused her, but she did not feel right about him staying inside her the entire night. Something was strange about him now…something that she could not place. She wanted him badly. The lust and pleasure filled her heart for him, but fear was beginning to enter her mind. She was starting to feel like she did when she was raped…overpowered and helpless. The only movement from him now was when he was kissing her face, throat, neck and breasts. He remained inside her and when she moved, she could feel his cock stiffening. She started to tighten her pussy muscles around his cock, causing him to moan with pleasure. He started to move in and out of her. His pace quickened. She saw his expression of pure lust each time he rammed his rod further into her. He grabbed hold of her breasts and started to squeeze them…releasing the milk. He lunged forward and started to suck drink her milk, first from one breast, then the other. 'Nicholas!' she screamed as her body's sexual desire was rising. He continued to hump her deep and hard and sucking on her breasts. She held his head close to her as she thrust back, causing him to get further into her. This was almost like a dream to her…everything going in slow motion. As soon as the arousal was just seconds from its peak, Nicholas stopped. 'No! No, please! Don't stop, please!' she screamed. She started to cry, wondering what she had done wrong, why he had stopped. He looked down at her, his piercing dark eyes looking into her very soul. 'Alicia, I want your mind. I want you to do anything I say without question.' 'Yes, my love, you have my mind. I will do anything you say.' Nicholas smiled. 'Alicia, I want your body. I want to use it whenever I have the need. I want you to give it to me freely. I want you to deny me nothing of any lustful desire I may have.' 'Yes, Nicholas, you have my mind and my body. I will do anything you ask, without question. Please, don't stop.' Now the demon smiled. 'Alicia, I want your soul.' Alicia's blood went like ice. 'Yes, Nicholas, you can have my soul as well. Take it but please don't stop.' Nicholas pulled himself out of her and put her legs onto his shoulders. Then, without warning, he thrust his entire rock-hard cock into her, touching the child. He continued to pound into her pussy, making it sore. He drove her wild, his balls slapping her tight ass as he rammed his big fuck machine into her. She was near orgasm when he spoke to her again. 'Alicia, I have your body, I have your mind, I have your soul. Now I desire something else. Would you give it to me?' 'Yes, yes, anything.' 'Your life.' She found that she couldn't speak. She was sure that she had heard wrong. 'My life?' 'Yes, my love. I want your life. I want you with me always.' Alicia smiled. 'Yes…oh, yes.' She kissed him. 'I have your mind, your body, your soul, and now your life. I want to fuck you forever. Your child is now mine and soon you will be also.' Nicholas turned her head to the side, exposing her left neck. He started to kiss it, then licked it. 'I will fuck you forever, my love', he whispered. With that, he thrust his cock deep into her, making her scream. 'Now, my beautiful bride, for your life.' He gave a sinister laugh and two very sharp fangs appeared. Alicia gasped as he bit into her milky white neck. The thrust was harder and deeper as he drained the blood from her. When he was finished, he pulled himself away from her limp body. she could see him putting his cloak on but could not move. He looked down at her and smiled. 'I must go now, it is nearly sunrise. Sleep my love. Dream of me.' He knelt down and kissed her. She fell asleep. Moths later, Alicia did not see Nicholas again, and had began to think he was only a dream. It was now time for the baby to be born and they were snowed in at the cabin and couldn't risk taking her to the hospital. Her mother, being a nurse, knew what needed to be done. She instructed her daughter on how to breathe during the contractions. Her father was busy getting plenty of towels and hot water. It was midnight and the baby came quickly…a girl…a beautiful child…perfect in every way but one. Never had Alicia or her parents ever seen a child born with fangs. THE END??? Child of Darkness Ch. 2 It had been nearly six years since the birth of her daughter and Alicia grew increasingly afraid of her. The child looked normal in every way but with the exception of the fangs that she had been born with. The child shunned the light of day and silently commanded the obedience of animals and humans alike. She was growing increasingly powerful with each passing day and was starting to show her independence. Alicia had to teach her daughter at home because of the special circumstances. She did not want the world to hunt down and kill her child…a child that she knew was from a demon. The child did not have a taste for blood but she did possess strength that surpassed that of an average adult male. She also did not know, or even as, about her father. 'I want chocolate cake, Mother', she had silently commanded before putting her book down. She looked at her mother, blue eyes turning red. 'I want chocolate cake, Mother.' Alicia heard the unspoken commands in her head. It was always this way. The child never spoke out loud to anyone. 'There is no chocolate cake, Marissa.' Marissa bit her lower lip, drawing a trickle of blood. 'I want chocolate cake!' she shouted to her mother's mind. Her eyes were turning a deeper red. Suddenly she turned back to her book and made no more requests for chocolate cake. Alicia knew that this meant that the child wanted chocolate cake but was willing to wait for it. The waiting never lasts long, however. * * * Late that night, around 1AM, Marissa went upstairs and stood outside her mother's bedroom door. She heard voices in the room, only the voice of her mother was familiar. The other was a man's voice that she did not recognize. She stood outside the door and pressed her ear against it to hear the conversation better. She heard her mother moaning but somehow knew that the sounds were not from pain. She was tempted to enter but did not. 'Mother?' her mind asked. 'Your mother is busy Child', was the reply. It was the man that answered her, and he answered to her mind. Marissa's blue eyes widened. It is a normal expression, but to Marissa, it was an expression that was rare. She went downstairs to the kitchen and got her a glass of milk and sat down at the kitchen table and waited. She heard the noise they were making in the bedroom. She could 'read' her mother's thoughts and feelings, but it was as though the man in the room did not exist. She took a swallow of the milk and wondered why her mother was screaming when she felt good. In the child's mind, advanced that it was, she did not understand the feeling or meaning of an orgasm. Three hours later Marissa heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Still sitting at the kitchen table, Marissa waited patiently to catch a glimpse of the man that spoke to her the way that she spoke. It was as though he knew she was there because he turned to her when he stepped off the bottom step. Her mother was not far behind. 'Marissa, honey, it's almost sunrise.' Marissa did not acknowledge her mother. She stared at the tall man with the dark hair and eyes and a complexion that looked more than pale. Without a word, silent or spoken, she gulped the last of the milk and left the room without looking at either one of them. 'Honey, there is someone I think you should meet.' Marissa knew this routine well. Her mother was a whore and she brought strange men home with her just about every evening. She had tried to encourage her daughter to watch, but Marissa had no interest in watching her mother fuck, or be fucked, by strange men. The man usually bolted when they found out about their toy's little surprise. Marissa knew they only wanted one thing from her mother and she was angry that the whore gave it to them. 'Marissa is a beautiful name'; the man spoke to her mind again. Marissa looked up at him. The man and her mother stood smiling and she saw two puncture wounds on her mother's neck. She didn't understand. 'This is Nicholas…your father.' Marissa's pale blue eyes widened again. 'You hear my thoughts, do you not?' he asked her mind. Marissa didn't reply, just stood on the bottom step, staring at them. 'You are my beautiful daughter, Marissa.' Marissa sighed and ran upstairs to her bedroom and quickly locked the door. She did not want to have a father, not one that would do that to her mother. Although Marissa hated what her mother was, she still loved her, even if the love was not returned. She sat on the floor in the corner of her room, hugging herself and rocking back and forth as if she were in pain. No sound came from her and her expression didn't change…there was no pain but there was fear. A mist filled the darkened room and he appeared. Marissa closed her eyes and tried to close her mind to him. Nicholas stood in front of her, watching the child rock herself back and forth as though she were cold. He did not attempt to speak to her. 'Why did you hurt her?' Marissa asked his mind. She continued rocking. Nicholas smiled. 'I have not harmed her, my child.' She screamed at his mind. 'I saw them! Why did you hurt her?' 'Tomorrow night I will show you.' Marissa looked up but he had vanished. She did not understand what he meant. She was convinced that he hurt her mother. She could feel the fangs grow as she got angrier. She was puzzled by what he said, about him showing her tomorrow night. No man her mother brought home ever came back a second time after seeing her. Why was he so different? What made him so special? Her mother said he was her father, but why did he wait this long to reveal himself? The child was confused. She was startled by the knock on the door. It was her mother warning her of the time of the sunrise. Marissa crawled into bed after she pulled the heavy drapes across the window to make it darker. Sleep was fast in coming. * * * 'I don't know if I want to share. If I do, will I get half price?' Alicia smiled at the young man next to her. 'Who said anything about sharing? He wants to watch.' 'Cool!' She reached for her purse to pay for her drink but the young man quietly stopped her. 'This one is on me, Baby.' 'Tonight then?' She asked. The young man looked her up and down. Her tight, low-cut, red dress was so short that he wondered how she could sit with it on and not show anything. 'Damn, I want to fuck you now', he whispered, smiling. Alicia smiled back. She glanced down to his pants and saw that he wasn't lying. He had a big bulge already. 'Tonight', she whispered. She kissed him gently on the lips. He opened his mouth and started to insert his tongue but she quickly pulled away. 'Tonight', she whispered again. 'Sure Babe. Tonight.' 'My name is Alicia.' 'I'm Richard but my friends call me Dick', he laughed. Alicia gave him another kiss. 'Tonight, Dick.' Richard watched the woman leave the bar. When she was out of sight, he got up to go to the men's room to jack off. He cursed under his breath when he saw that he had started to cum in his pants. He came several times thinking about her and what he was going to do to her. He wanted to feel her tight ass around his swollen cock. He wanted to eat her and drink her lucious juices. He wanted to suck on her large, ample breasts. He wanted to fuck her several times in as many ways as he could think of. He wanted to have her suck his cock and make him cum in her mouth. Richard came again. * * * The moon was over the horizon as the sun set in a pink sky. The coolness was starting to drift through the house quickly and it woke Marissa. There was a car door slam and then the doorbell rang. Marissa became disgusted…another man for her mother to be used by. How could she do that? She heard them talking downstairs. The man that was with her mother last night was here again. She was very quiet as she got out of bed and got dressed. It was her sixth birthday and she put on her favorite jeans and blue knitted pullover sweater. After brushing her long black hair, she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. When she came out of the bathroom, they were coming up the stairs. 'We have a birthday surprise for you, Marissa', her mother said. Marissa recognized the man in the back from last night but the one behind her mother she didn't recognize. She did know that he was drunk by the way he was giggling. He didn't look too bad, was kind of cute in a way. He was close to six feet in height, athletic, with shoulder-length light brown hair and brown eyes. The beard, or 'flavor-saver' as her mother calls it, made him look older than his nineteen years. Marissa probed his mind and found out he had gone to the bar with a fake ID. 'Birthday?' the young man asked. 'This is my daughter Marissa. She is six today.' Marissa noticed that her mother's words didn't phase him. 'Cool!' he laughed. 'Happy birthday!' He then leaned closer to her and she could smell the beer on his breath. 'Wanna watch me fuck your mommy?' Marissa looked at her mother. The young man turned to her mother. 'Hey, I got a great idea. When I'm finished with you, I could fuck your kid.' He turned to Marissa again. 'How would you like that for a birthday present, Marissa?' Marissa stepped back against the wall as Alicia and Nicholas guided the young man to the bedroom. Nicholas spoke to her mind. 'Do not be afraid of him, my dear. He will not do anything to you.' Nicholas walked over to his daughter when Richard and Alicia went into the bedroom. He put his cold hands on her shoulders, caressing her soft hair. 'No one will ever harm you, my child.' He knelt down eye-level to her and put his arms around her. He seemed to know that she was frightened by what the young man said to her. Nicholas felt the warmth of his child's body as she leaned against him for comfort. She closed her eyes as he stroked her hair and assured her again that no harm would come to her. 'So sad my beautiful one, that this is the first time in your life that you have felt love.' Marissa opened her eyes. How did he know? Was it that obvious? How would he know that her mother did not care for her? She was not thinking of it. 'I know because I am your father. She does love you, my child.' Marissa was startled. He had heard her silent questions to herself and had answered. 'He will not harm you but he is here for you. I can't explain it now but he is here for you. I will call for you when it is time.' Nicholas watched as his daughter went downstairs to wait. 'It will not be long, my little one.' When she was downstairs, he went inside Alicia's bedroom. The only light in the room was from the full moon outside. Nicholas stood at the foot of the bed and watched them. Alicia was on her hands and knees, her face a mixture of pain and ecstasy. The young man held tight onto her hips as he thrusted himself further and further into her from behind, biting his bottom lip with each forward thrust. He went faster and faster until they both screamed. They seemed to be oblivious to the observer as they fucked for hours. When he was finished, he fell back, exhausted. The young man was half-asleep and Alicia looked over at Nicholas and smiled. He walked over to the young man. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Nicholas ran his left hand down the young man's sweat-coated body. Alicia smiled when Nicholas's hand touched the younger man's cock. She licked her lips at the sight of the young man's cock being aroused with the touch of a demon's hand. 'Hey, man…I'm straight.' Nicholas smiled. 'I know. I see. I am also.' Richard was clearly puzzled. 'Uh…I mean, um…I don't swing that way.' 'It's quite simple, Richard. You were brought here for Marissa.' 'Marissa?' Richard was horrified. 'I-I didn't mean it. It was the beer. She's just a little girl. I can't fuck a little girl.' Nicholas grabbed Richard by the hair and flung him to the floor. 'Marissa is my daughter and tonight she will have you. This is her birthday. Tonight she hungers. I will deal with you first, then she will have you.' Richard was starting to panic and tried to find his way to the door. To hell with his clothes, he reasoned, he just needed to get away from these insane people. Nicholas grabbed him by the hair again and forced him over to Alicia's vanity. He was shocked when he didn't see his attacker's reflection in the mirror. He saw Alicia on the bed, fingering her pussy and getting off on it. Richard begged her for help, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. He was now realizing that the sexy woman he was with got off on this. He felt his ass being penetrated by a large, hard cock. Pain shot through his body as he was being fucked…raped. Tears flowed as he saw his reflection reacting to the violent thrusting of an unseen rapist. Nicholas pulled his still erected cock out quickly, causing Richard to gasp in pain. The younger man managed to utter one word…'please'. Nicholas silently called to his daughter as he forced the younger man to kneel in front of the vanity and placed the victim's head on the table. He pulled Richard's hair back away from his neck when Marissa entered the room. Marissa noticed her father's red eyes and fangs, she watched as he bit into the young man's neck. Richard gave out a weakened moan. He drank just a little of the young man's blood and ripped his fangs from the neck of the sacrifice. 'You hunger, do you not?' Nicholas asked his child out loud. The child looked at the blood flowing from the wounds of the young man. She smiled at her father. 'Yes, father, I hunger.' Those were the first words she had ever spoken out loud to anyone. 'Drink, my daughter. Drink the blood of the sacrifice.' Marissa took her finger and wiped some blood away from the wound and tasted it. She liked the taste. Suddenly she lunged forward and bit into the recent wound. She was ravenous as she devoured the prey that her parents had given to her. As she drank, she could feel a surge of power go through her. She felt the life leaving the young man. Richard watched helplessly as Alicia sat on the bed, pride showing on her face, and as the child drained the life out of him. Perhaps it was euphoria, or madness, or whatever the reason, but the last thing he saw in his life was the six-year-old girl's reflection disappearing from the mirror.