0 comments/ 46620 views/ 17 favorites Forever Night By: darkrivers Part 1 The Lonely Beast Tears were streaming down Bonnie's cheeks as she drove. She had arrived home early from her business trip to find Dave her husband screwing Diana her best friend in her bed. She could not face either of them, so she escaped without being seen. The only thing she did not know was what she would do now. Bonnie found herself driving canyon road, and a chill overcame her. She wanted to make David pay for what he had done to her. She accelerated into the curve and aimed the car at the guard rail. Metal shrieked as the bolts holding the barrier gave way slowing the car. It lost traction and wheels spun in the soft sand making forward motion impossible. She stepped out of the car, and walked to the edge. Holding herself tight she shuddered at the thought of what she was about to do. David had not been the first man to hurt her but he was going to be the last. Suddenly she was repelled by what she had been contemplating and backed away from the edge. No man was worth this she thought. Shadows filled the valley below and the sun had set behind the mountains to the west. A mist seemed to rise out of nowhere and Bonnie realized she was no longer alone. Out of the mist walked a man dressed in black. He looked like a biker with the leather jacket, pants, boots, and a white silk shirt. His long black hair was tied in a pony tail. Without saying a word he walked up to her and peered into the precipice. "It's good that you changed your mind. This was no way for a woman like you to end." She stepped back and said, "How did you know I intended to die here." "It wasn't hard to guess. I heard your car crash through the barrier from my home. You would be surprised at how often some tortured soul decides to end it all in the canyon." "Oh," Bonnie said. "I'm Paul Lamont by the way." "I'm Bonnie, Bonnie Chambers." She held out her hand and it felt like an electrical shock when he took her hand in his. Paul bent low at the waist and kissed her finger tips. His green eyes seemed to turn to gold as he bowed low. The kiss was stimulating and in spite of Paul being a total stranger she felt drawn to him. She was his and he knew it. He could feel her heart racing. "Come I'll take you to my home and you can tell me all about it over tea." She could not believe how easily she agreed, but here she was walking with him. The gothic mansion came into view and she wondered why she had never noticed it before today. The fog was getting thicker but seemed to peel aside as they walked in silence. He wondered why he had not drawn her life force and thrown her from the cliff as he intended. Looking at her wine-colored hair, it was easy to see why he had not. Bonnie looked a lot like Mona. In recent years he had thought a lot about taking a new wife but had never met the right woman. It had been a hundred years since he had felt this way for a woman. That's when the vampire hunters had captured Mona. They had tied her to the door of the cathedral and waited for sunrise. He could hear her screams in his sleep. Bonnie's voice pulled him from his memories. "Have you lived here long?" she asked as they passed through the gate. "A very long time, yes." He opened the door and allowed her to enter first. From the outside the place looked abandoned but on entering Bonnie saw that the interior was decorated with all the modern conveniences. The butler appeared from the far hallway. Paul took a step forward and stopped. "We'll take tea in the drawing room Alex. Mrs. Chambers car crashed through the barrier a short distance down the road. See that it is in operating condition and brought up to the house." "Yes sir," Alex said. Paul took Bonnie's elbow and led her into the drawing room where she sat next to him on the sofa. "So Bonnie do you want to talk about what brought you to my mountain this evening." For some reason Bonnie was compelled to tell him the truth. Just as she was compelled to sit close to him. She told him about finding her husband and best friend before running away. She also told him of her thoughts of suicide but changed her mind at the last minute. "You know what this means Bonnie?" "No," she said. "It means your life starts over. As of this moment you are a new creation." Alex knocked once, then opened the door carrying the tea service. He set it on the low table and backed out of the room. "New creation huh." "Yes from having a near death experience." Paul poured the tea into two cups. "I don't think that qualifies as a near death experience. It was more like a momentary laps in judgment." "At least you are here now. Do you know what you want to do now?" "I don't know, but whatever I do, it does not include my husband. This is not the first time he's been unfaithful." Bonnie sipped her tea and smiled. She had been surprised at her reaction to Paul since they had met, but now she was aroused. Her panties were wet. He was a total stranger, how could this be she wondered. She knew the answer, the long hair and the leather clothes presented a bad boy image. Momma told her all about what happened to bad girls. All she had to do was think about Dave, her husband to realize what being a good girl had gotten her. She was ready to play with the bad boys. There was a knock on the door and Alex walked in. "Sir we replaced the headlights on Mrs. Chambers car but the fog. It is much too dangerous to drive tonight." "Thanks Alex, would you have Claire prepare the guest room." "As you wish sir." Paul kissed her and she responded by deepening it, melting into his arms. He picked her up and carried her upstairs and lay her on his bed. He began undressing her and when she was nude she lay back and opened her arms. He slowly removed his shirt and tugged at the ribbon that held his hair. She held out her arms for him but at that moment he decided to take the gamble and show her who he really was. "Bonnie, I want you not just tonight but for all eternity." Bonnie rose to a kneeling position. "What do you mean for an eternity Paul?" "I'm not what I appear to be Bonnie, some call me demon, blood sucker, and night creature. It's true, but there is much more. I could have taken you and made you my bride but I want you to want immortality willingly." "What your saying is that you are a vampire." "Yes." "If I refuse?" "I would take from you a portion of your blood to sustain me, then cloud your mind so you would not remember and send you on your way in the morning." He did not tell her that she would be marked as his property and would come to him when he called. Bonnie thought about her life and the pain and sorrow she had endured and overcame in her childhood. Now the comfortable life had been based on lies. "Tell me Paul, do vampires engage in sexual activities." She unleashed Paul's belt and let his pants fall. His penis began rising after being unleashed. "Oh my." Taking hold of his cock she took him into her mouth. Paul was seized by the intense pleasure she was giving him. She had not answered him with words but by her actions he knew her answer. He maneuvered Bonnie back on the bed and assumed a sixty nine position. As soon as his tongue touched her clitoris, she came the first time gushing fluid into his mouth. This drove Paul wild, he remembered Monica's vaginal secretions during their love making. Bonnie had let go of his dick through her orgasm pulling it from her mouth in order to articulate her pleasure. Bonnie, recovering from her orgasm attacked Paul's cock with renewed vigor. She could feel it lengthening in her throat and knew that he was about to cum. Paul began thrusting, fucking her mouth, so she stretched her long neck and relaxed her neck muscles. With his first spurts of semen she backed off in order to taste him. At the same instant Paul bit into her clitoris causing an orgasm. "Fuck me," she screamed. Paul rose over her prepared to enter her body. "Are you sure this is what you want?" "Yes." "I could very well lose control my lady. The beast in me has been lonely so long." Paul thrust himself into her and she squealed in delight. "Feels so good Paul, I want it all." "I've journeyed down so many dark highways waiting for you Bonnie." He was pummeling her now with his engorged cock but she was taking it all with barely a whimper. "I'm your woman now," she panted. "Do with me as you will." She had taken everything he had in her mortal state. He wanted her more than anyone he had ever encountered, and he was going to make her his bride. She began thrashing hard against his cock when her orgasm hit, surprising him. He began shooting his sperm into her before he had lay her neck in position. His fangs broke through skin at the same time one of his sperm burst through the egg that was ready and waiting in her womb. Paul felt her heartbeat slowing as Bonnie began coming down from her orgasm. He hurriedly ripped at his wrist and made her drink from his blood just as she approached mortal death. Her heart rate was so slow he thought he had lost her before her heart began beating strong. He kissed her lips as she lost consciousness. She would remain in this state for twenty four hours. He paced the floor upset with himself. His timing was way off, he had almost lost her. But Bonnie was like no one he had ever met before. She was a wild one, and he believed it had been his destiny to find her. Deep within Bonnie's body a battle was raging. Her new nature was struggling to purge her of all things human. The fertilized egg was struggling to attach itself to her uterine wall. The flushing fluids whirled about her uterine cavity forcing the egg into a whirlpool of motion. The little Zygote bumped the walls of Bonnie's womb trying desperately to achieve its only goal. Before being expelled from Bonnie's body it found a quiet niche floating in calm waters and pasted itself against Bonnie's uterine wall, and then there were two cells, four, then eight. Although Bonnie was now one of the undead a miracle was taking place deep within her body. Forever Night Ch. 02 Chapter 2: The Awakening Paul awoke at sundown and prepared for Bonnie's awakening. He had carried her to his coffin the one he had shared with Mona and slept beside her. When Bonnie awakened, Paul carried her into the bathroom and set her on the toilette and waited for her to evacuate all things human. He nudged the chamber pot closer. She looked up and then began to vomit into the chamber pot. Her bowel cut-lose at the same time, and bloody fluids flowed from her vagina. She raised her head and opened her mouth, she could not speak. Paul carried her into the sunken pool he had prepared with jasmine oils and bathed her. "Don't try to speak my lady. It will all be over soon. Your new life awaits you." Paul lay his wrist open and held it over Bonnie's mouth dripping his blood. She tasted the blood and seized his wrist bringing it to her lips sucking the blood from it. When it would not flow fast enough, she bit into his wrist with her new fangs, drinking freely from it. He let her drink. She would need her strength tonight. "That's enough little one, seal the wound with your tongue." She looked up, her eyes bright with life. At first he began to wonder if she would follow his instructions, but eventually she did lick the wound closed. She smiled and started down his body sucking his cock into her mouth. "Stop that Bonnie, we need to feed now." He looked at her naked body. "I think we need to find clothes for you first. As if by magic she was dressed in a black cocktail dress with black heels, and he was dressed in black T-shirt, black leather pants and jacket. "How did you do that?" "You will learn the magic in time." "Okay. Where are we going?" "Tonight we will not go far from home. There is a club not far from here." Paul took Bonnie by the hand and suddenly they were there. "I've got to learn how to do that," she said. "You're going to walk in and sit at the bar and order a glass of wine, but don't drink from it. You are the only one who will be able to see me. I'll be coaching you." "I'm scared Paul." "I know, but the sooner you learn how to hunt on you're own the better it will be." She walked into the club smiled at the doorman and casually walked toward the bar. She could feel several horny men following her with their eyes. Then she could smell the scent of blood flowing through the veins and arteries of the people in the crowded club. She could feel her vagina growing wet with her arousal. Hard bodies had never turned her on but here she was drooling over the metallic scent of blood. At the bar she ordered a red wine as Paul had instructed. "Now it's time to choose someone," Paul said. "What about that one, at the end of the bar." "Too easy, pick someone who has not shown any interest in you." "How about the loner in the back row." "Excellent choice, project your thoughts at him. Bring him to you." Bonnie could feel the strangers heart beat as she projected her will on him. The stranger looked up immediately like he was trying to find someone. When his eyes found, Bonnie's she smiled. "He's getting up, what do I do?" "You'll know, just follow your instincts. I'm leaving you now but I'll be watching." Bonnie watched the stranger approach and take a seat beside her. She could feel his heart beat and smell the blood flowing through his veins. "I'm Bonnie," she said. "The name's Robert, pleased to meet you." "Robert, do you have a room nearby." "No," he said. That was not the answer she wanted to hear. She leaned close, and whispered in his ear, "Robert, I simply must have your cock in me, any suggestions." Without knowing it, Robert was already under her spell. Although he would never do such a thing if he were not hypnotized he took her hand and started walking down the corridor beside the bar. The hall led to the restrooms and rear exit. Men were coming and going and Robert seemed confused, until Bonnie shoved him into the women's rest room. She pushed him passed a bewildered young lady and into a stall. Bonnie paused, smiled and said, "I just couldn't wait to have him." The lady just laughed and left the restroom. Bonnie walked into the stall, closed the door and saw Robert sitting on the toilette, stroking his six-inch cock. "Oh well, it'll have to do." Bonnie walked up to him straddled his legs, raised her dress, and ordered him to eat. Suddenly her dress disappeared and she heard Paul's voice telling her she was doing just fine. Robert was skilled with his tongue and brought her to orgasm in short order. Then she pushed him away and lowered herself stuffing his six-inch package into her cunt. She raised and lowered herself on him till she had a nice rhythm going, insuring another orgasm before he finished. Robert cupped her breasts in his hands and clamped his mouth on the left one. Her orgasm overtook her like a freight train. Then Robert began humping faster and harder his blood pulsing hard through his veins. Bonnie was very much aware of Robert's state of arousal. She began to kiss and lick his neck waiting for the right time. Robert exploded his first shot of semen into her and her fangs sank into him at the same time. He cried out in pain, but then his howls of anguish changed to pleasureful mewling. "That's enough little one," Paul said. "We don't want to kill him." "But I need more." "You will little one. Let him go and seal his wound." Reluctantly she let go of Robert's neck and sealed the wound and licked the blood spatters from his neck. She raised herself off of Robert surprised that her body had already absorbed his seminal fluid. Robert was passed out but he had a smile on his face. "Will he be all right?" Paul walked in to take a closer look. "He'll wake up in a little while. All he'll remember is the best sex of his life." "What do we do now?" The door began to open, so Paul grabbed Bonnie and they both disappeared, reappearing outside the club in the alley. "That was close," she said. She was still naked, and she thought about the black number she had been wearing and she was dressed in it once more. "You did really good tonight love." It was the first time he had used the word love while speaking to her. Not only that, she felt his love for her. He began walking toward the street with Bonnie hanging on his arm. Out of the shadows stepped a man with a gun. "Stop right there and give me your wallet." Paul held up a hand and said, "You don't want to do this." Paul recognized the futility of getting into his mind. The man was already on some kind of hallucinogen making hypnosis impossible. He was about to take Bonnie out of there when the man shot him, knocking him down. Bonnie screamed like a banshee and flew into the man ripping his throat open drinking the flow. Paul came up beside her and sank his fangs in the other side of his neck and drank till the flow ceased. Bonnie pulled Paul toward her, hugging him tight. "I thought he had killed you." "Hardly," he said. "This guy will never bother anyone again." Bonnie helped Paul to his feet, and saw that he was injured. "You're hurt." "I'll be all right, but you have to get us home." "I don't know how." "You dressed yourself didn't you? Just think about where you want to be and wish yourself there." She held onto him and thought about the bedroom at the house. Nothing happened but when she heard voices coming from the doorway she panicked and thought they were done for. All of a sudden they had materialized in Paul's bedroom. Paul collapsed into her arms and she brought him slowly to the floor. His wound had nearly healed on its own but he seemed to be so weak. "Darling, what can I do?" "Let me feed from you." "Of course darling." Bonnie lay herself under his head and baring her neck. She felt his fangs sink into her flesh and her life force draining from her. It was the most intimate experience she had ever known. She had given him the power of life or death over her. He did not however drink from her very long. "Are you all right darling?" "Yes," he said. "It will be daylight soon. We'll talk about what happened tomorrow." Bonnie helped Paul from the floor. He was still weak but a lot stronger than before. He whisked them to the hidden crypt, their sleeping quarters. "Remember this room, in case you ever need to come here alone." "All right." Paul opened the lid to the coffin and helped Bonnie into it. Then he took his place beside her and closed the lid. "I don't know why I'm not screaming. I hate close spaces." "For us it's comforting." Paul stumbled a bit over what he had to say next, finally he spat it out. "About the husband you left behind, I need to know how you feel about him." "Oh him, that was a different life. I am your wife now." Paul was physically relieved by her words and hugged Bonnie tight to him. Sleep was nearly upon them but he had one thing left to say. "Think about what you want to do about him." Bonnie had fed well tonight but Paul had taken a lot from her in his need. She was nearly asleep. "I don't want to think about him right now." And then she was asleep. Paul thought a long time about David, Bonnie's husband. He would have liked nothing more than to rip his throat out but knew it would not set well with Bonnie. Then he succumbed to his own need for sleep. A small heart started beating deep within Bonnie's womb, a human child. As Bonnie sleeps she is plagued by strange dreams. She dreams of a child, a child born in her likeness. Forever Night Ch. 03 I know it has been a while since I posted the first two parts to this story. The fact is I just plain forgot that the last part had not been uploaded. Part 3: What to do about the ex After three days of becoming sick on rising in the evening Bonnie walked around in a daze. She had all but given up the idea of having a baby, especially with Paul. She walked into the bedroom where Paul was reading a book of eighteenth century French poetry. Bonnie wore a diaphanous gown cinched under her breast. She was not showing yet, but she could tell she had put on a pound or two. Bonnie sat on the edge of the bed and took the book from Paul's hand. She was smiling her most brilliant smile when he looked at her. "What is it dear?" "I have something to tell you. You're going to be a father." Paul stared at her, dumbfounded. "What are you saying Bonnie?" "I'm going to have a baby, and you are the father." "You're serious." "Of course I'm serious." Paul closed his eyes, his jaw slack unmoving, slowly a smile began to form and at that moment anyone could believe he was a normal mortal man. "I'll be right back," he said. Even as he spoke, he vanished. Bonnie stood beside the bed puzzled. Before she could move away from the bed, Paul returned. She laughed with delight when she saw him holding masses of red roses still dripping water from wherever he had found them. Paul dropped the flowers and he began to remove Bonnie's clothes by hand. He was entirely too impatient to remove his own clothing and they simply disappeared. Bonnie came with him to the floor sprawling out on the bed of roses. The thorns prickled their skin but they ignored them as they took their pleasure. The thorns had left Paul and Bonnie with dozens of small wounds and they finished their lovemaking, licking each other closing the wounds. Paul lifted Bonnie and carried her into their crypt. She began to worry because the look on his face was so serious. "What's wrong, Paul?" "Nothing." "Please Paul, I know you well enough to know that something is bothering you." Paul lay Bonnie inside the coffin, and took several paces away from her. He seemed to shudder under an invisible weight, returned to her. He wanted so much to shed a tear but could not because of what he was. Taking her face in his hands, he said, "I'm sorry, there has never been a live birth from a vampire." "No, you have a daughter waiting to be born. You cannot have these negative thoughts. You cannot give these negative thoughts to me. I'll not allow it." Paul was shocked at her vehemence regarding the child. "Believe me, there is nothing I wouldn't do to insure the safety and health of our child, but . . ." "But nothing Paul." "Very well, but there is something that we have put off far too long, your husband." "We'll go see him tomorrow." "I urge you to kill him Bonnie. If you want, I will go and take care of him myself." "I don't think I could kill him Paul." "He could become dangerous if allowed to live." "David dangerous? No, he's not a violent man." Paul didn't like it but he accepted Bonnie's decision and would allow David to live. Even so he could not help but think of the hunters. They had been quiet for too long. Paul wore his black leather pants and jacket, white silk shirt, and black boots, while Bonnie wore a black leather skirt and bra, black fish net stockings, and black leather pumps. They entered the house through the back door. Bonnie looked wistfully at some of her possessions. Paul whispered in her ear, "You will take whatever possessions you want to keep." "I would like that. David and Diana are in the bedroom, come on." Bonnie led the way to the bed room where she stopped at the open door. On the bed David was pumping his puny dick in and out of Diana's sloppy hole. She felt Paul nuzzling her neck planting light kisses. She looked thoughtful as she watched, wondering what she ever saw in David. His cock used to fill her, but it would not be enough anymore. Paul had spoiled her these past few months. She looked up at Paul and kissed his lips. "Any regrets?" Paul asked. "Not a one, I love you, Paul." Paul stretched Bonnie's long neck and from behind kissed her lips hard. Then they heard Diana screaming through her orgasm. Bonnie turned to look at them. David was groaning as he came. Paul's hands were all over Bonnie's Breasts and bare midriff, nipping her neck. "What did you ever see in him?" "Lord only knows Paul." "Are you going to fuck him?" "I don't know, but I want you to take her though." Diana saw them first. "Bonnie," she gasped. David rolled off Diana pulling the sheet up to cover himself. "That's right, cover your puny little prick, David. I don't want to see it anymore." "Where have you been, I thought you were dead?" "Oh, poor baby, you were only half right. You see, I am dead, or should I say undead." She revealed her fangs to David and Diana. Diana started screaming. "Shut up Diana." Bonnie had taken control of Diana, and she stilled immediately. She looked at David and hypnotized him into submission. "That's much better. We have much to talk about so pay attention and you'll be left alone." Diana was eyeing Paul as he stepped to Bonnie's side. "This is my new husband Paul." "What about me?" David asked. "I'm not human anymore David, and why would I want you any way. You've been screwing Diana for who knows how long before I found out." David looked appalled that she had known. "That's right, I knew about you and Diana." "I came home a day early from that last business trip and found you and Diana in my bed." "I'm sorry Bonnie," Diana said. "He told me you didn't care any more about your marriage." Bonnie almost felt sorry for Diana for she knew how manipulating David could be. "Diana, show Paul your breasts." Diana let the blanket drop exposing her thirty-eight-C cup breasts. "She is lovely, isn't she Paul?" "Yes, she is." "What are you going to do with us?" David asked. "Are you going to kill us?" Bonnie laughed, She came and straddled David's body. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you, but Diana is going to suck Paul's cock. Then Paul is going to fuck her." "Diana, remove Paul's clothes and suck his cock till he cums." "Hey he can't do that. She can't do that." Even as David spoke Diana was removing Paul's shirt. He tried to throw Bonnie off, but she put a sharp fingernail to his chest and made a two-inch long scratch. Blood welled up in the wound. "Do not forget what I am David." Bonnie, already excited by the smell of blood, hissed and her fangs extended. Licking the wound her fangs scraped his flesh. Diana squealed when Paul threw her onto the bed, and shoved his cock into her frothy cunt. Bonnie smiled, David could not look away from Diana and Paul. "Look at my husband's mighty cock David. You will never be able to satisfy her again. She will be Paul's slave after tonight." David could not stop watching Paul screwing his woman. Bonnie observed that he must be getting something out of watching because he had taken hold of his cock, jerking on it. "Oh yes David, it is exciting watching your woman being taken like this." Bonnie caressed David's neck stretching it out and whispering obscenities in his ear. Diana screamed as Paul sank his teeth into her neck. Diana panicked for a moment but the orgasm overcame her. Diana's screams galvanized David, and he started spurting his sperm. Bonnie sank her fangs into his neck, his sperm flew in every direction as he struggled with her. The fear in his eyes as he lost, consciousness was priceless. Diana and David were now their slaves, and would do Paul and Bonnie's bidding whenever they called. Bonnie gathered a few items that belonged to her mother, along with some school mementoes to take with her. Bonnie held Paul's hand, took one last look around before she and Paul went home. Six months later Bonnie gave birth to a female child whom she named Lillith. As time passed the baby looked and acted like any human child would. Only time would tell what awaits Lilith as she enters puberty. End. So ends this trilogy of vampire romance. I had a lot of fun writing it, and hope those who read it enjoyed it as well. I welcome all comments and criticisms, don't forget to vote.