My Dark Knight To Remember

My Dark Knight to Remember

By Danielle Jackson

This is a story that I haven’t told anyone, the night that changed my life forever. If you think vampires don’t exist, think again. At age twelve I started to become infatuated with vampires. It’s something about their dark sex appeal that gets me turned on and how they seduce their prey.

On my twenty third birthday I decide to treat myself to a night out. Usually when I am not busy with schoolwork for I.T., you can find me alone. I love music, poetry and movies. I love smoking cigarettes too. People tell me I should quit, but I’m not committed to do that yet. Picture it. Hefty, full figured, black and beautiful. Long, slim menthol between my full lips.

I thought it was going to be the same dull yearly routine, but what do I know. I arrived at the Luca Lounge in New York City, around nine p.m., after a quick ride from Brooklyn. I wore a black halter dress that showed off my legs and stiletto pump heels. They give me a few extra inches on my five six frame. I sat down at in the middle of the bar and ordered an apple martini.

When I reach in to grab my cigarettes, I see I have a text from a friend at school. The bartender sits my drink down as I am trying to respond. Slipping my phone into my purse and taking a sip as I glance around the room. That’s when I see him. A mysterious looking man is staring at me like a piece of meat. That’s when I know that I will never feel the same after tonight.

He is standing at the corner of the bar alone, smoking a short, skinny cigar. I almost choked on my cigarette when he winked at me, with a devilish grin. Turning away quickly, I realize I am attracted to the stranger. I glance at him again, and this time I feel his presence going into my soul, tempting me to go to him.

His brown, almond shaped eyes gaze into mine. I figure him for one of the Wall ST. type assholes I see on the subway, dressed in a black three piece suit and looking immaculate. He was such a beautiful stranger. Pale but tan at the same time. I could tell he held himself with precise pride. I am impressed, even for my standards; he was breathtaking and too good to be true.

Tall, dark handsome, suave, strong and sexy. I could go on and on. I don’t know where this is going but something has drawn me to him. Why me? He could have any woman; he looks like your typical womanizer. Just his suit told me he had expensive taste, taking another look at him would clean out your wallet. I still dared to find out. Finishing his cigar and he starts to approach me. I stand and my legs feel really heavy.

“What’s your name?” the stranger asks. I am hypnotized for a moment when I hear his deep voice with a sexy South American accent. Why do I feel so weary? I excuse myself to the restroom, leaving him without my name.

“What did he want with me?” I say to myself with confusion. I take a deep breath before I pass out. Using a damp paper towel to blot my face and cool off. When I walk out, he is standing there waiting for me. I almost die of shock.

“My name is Rodrigo. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” His cold, strong hand takes mine to rub it gently and raise it towards his cool lips. I let him lead me to a quiet, secluded room. The lights are so dim I can barely see anything except his piercing eyes, locked on mine. My legs tremble and my pussy is dripping with excitement. To myself, I am screaming for his hard dick to be inside me. I became woozy again, but pull myself back together. He starts to sit down on a couch and pulls me into his lap. He runs his lips over mine, murmuring that I am the most beautiful thing he has ever seen and how he wanted to do this since I walked into the bar. I can feel the eagerness as he kisses me.

“My name is Danielle, sorry I didn’t respond, I was nervous.” I say with a nervous smile.

“So Danielle, what’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?”

“Treating myself for my birthday.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah I just turned twenty three today.”

“A beautiful girl like you shouldn’t be by herself this time at night, don’t you have a curfew to follow?”

“I wanted to do something for myself besides, what am I, sixteen?”

“I’ve been watching you since you walked in the door. You’re so young and full of life.” Rodrigo chuckles. Smiling with delight he pulls me against him. His cheek is close to mine, I am inhaling his cologne.

Time has stopped since we entered the room. I see the illumination on his watch it reads one a.m. We are still sitting in the room and I know this is a fatal attraction, what’s in between my legs is screaming to be fucked. I am biting my lips and so is he. I have to be honest here, he turns me on. There is sexual tension between us in the room, while he slowly licks his lips again. The scent of my musk begins filling the room, I am nervous. He lifts me off his lap, laying me down on the sofa. Getting to his knees, he spreads my thighs and inhales my scent. I am in shock. I cannot believe that just happened. He inhales my scent again. All I can do is sit there and watch him do this. He sits back down, but can’t keep his hands off my thighs.

“Let me take you home with me.” He whispers against my lips.

Even though, I am not ready for the unexpected. I wanted leave him behind, but for some reason I feel safe with him. He is like my hero that I’ve been longing for. So we leave the lounge and take a cab to his place. While we are in the cab Rodrigo puts his hand on my thigh. He stares at me as his hand goes higher. When he reaches his goal, he starts to massage me through my panties. This is so arousing. His apartment is at least thirty minutes away from the lounge. So he has me soaking wet by the time we make it there.

We are dropped off on Park Ave. As he follows me, I steal a glimpse back. This time he has a yearning stare. He closes the distance between us and kisses me. Suddenly I feel a scrape on my bottom lip. I didn’t know if it was real, or if it was a dream I had. I tried to deny it during the make out session in the cab but now I know what he is, but won’t dare say it. I have to question myself again if this is love at first sight, or just lust?

Rodrigo is luring me into his dim apartment lit with candles. I follow him in and close the door behind myself. I was getting nervous and excited at the same time. I stand there waiting patiently while he hangs up our coats. Pulling me back against his chest he starts kissing me on the nape of my neck. He wraps me tight in his arms. Turning me to face him, he kisses my lips.

“I’ll give you a night to remember.” His voice becomes husky.

Rodrigo smiles at me and that’s when I see his fangs. My body shivered with fear and excitement. I want to scream, but my voice dies and I know there is no escape from him. I figure my mind is playing tricks on me. I can’t believe I am going to have sex with a vampire. He nibbles on my earlobe while he is fondling my breast. His hand is on the way down my panties, rubbing my clit up and down. I am moaning into his mouth when I feel his two fingers slowly slip inside. I am so moist; I notice my scent is in the air again. Rodrigo gently scrapes his fangs on my neck. Taking off all my clothes, he stands back to drink in my naked beauty. He stares at my body like it is fresh water in a hot desert.

“Danielle, you’re beautiful.”

“No, I look like shit.”

“No you don’t, I love the way you are” He says with a warm and gentle smile. Hearing that feels good, and for the first time I actually feel beautiful. Some people have told me that before, but I didn’t believe them. For some reason I know he is genuine. What took him so long to come into my life? It doesn’t matter because he is here with me now.

“Well, I don’t usually do this on the first night.”

“Would it be different if I was human?”

“Umm…. I don’t know.”

“You won’t be disappointed I promise, give yourself to me.” Rodrigo whispers.

I watch as he removes his clothing and when I look down… Oh wow. He is well endowed and I can’t help but stare. It is thick, strong and ready. Rodrigo had a body like a Spartan warrior. He was muscular and built just right. His pale skin shined through the room. He was beautiful he had a body like a body of a God.

“I won’t hurt you, I will be gentle.” he says soothingly. I believe him, but it is also my first time with anyone. Predator or man. He lays me down on the floor, picks up my thighs and starts to eat me out. I am in a submissive state while my wildest dreams are coming true. The more he licks and sucks, the wetter I become. I came on his face and I beg for him to make love to me. The addiction that is in between my legs gets the best of him. He lifts up, grabs my hips and. Is this wrong because he was a predator? Should I feel ashamed of myself? I don’t care because it feels good. Cumming all over his face is fantastic. Rodrigo picks me up and presses me up against the wall. My legs wrap around him tightly. I gasp with pleasure and pain when I feel Rodrigo’s manhood pushing inside me. I am speechless when he starts thrusting into me hard and fast. I love it when he goes deeper, so deep. I softly cry while he is fucking me, Rodrigo’s dick is so big he could tear me apart, but I know that he won’t hurt me. Then he turns me around and slowly fucks me from behind. I scream loudly at how good it feels. He gently pulls my hair while thrusting into my tight heat.

“You like that sweetheart?” Rodrigo asks.

“Yes! Yes!” I say it with intensity while he keeps up the fast pace.

Rodrigo thrust harder and his fangs begin to grow. That gets me hotter. Then he starts to bite me. It’s a painful ecstasy. Then he kisses me with his bloody mouth. The salty tasting blood is dripping from his lips to my face. It is a coppery taste. He bites me on my inner thigh, I screamed with pleasure so loud that the neighbors could hear me. He slips back inside and fucks me slower this time. He holds out until I am cuming again. I feel his cock spasm inside, filling me with his seed. Pushing me farther over the edge, this is the most powerful orgasm I have ever had. I love it!

When we are done the time is 4:45am. My body is shaking all over. My body feels really relaxed. I haven’t been this relaxed since I was on spring break.

“Thank you for trusting me Danielle.” Rodrigo says softly.

“No, thank you! You have taken away all of my pain from being alone for all of these years.”

“Will I ever see you again?” There is so much desperation in it, that I don’t even recognize my own voice when I ask him this question. Rodrigo gazes at me then kisses me on the forehead. My eyes are a little heavy as we begin to cuddle. For the first time... I felt at ease. I went to the

“You’ll see me again, go to sleep my love.” Rodrigo’s voice begins to fade away.

I wake up and find myself back in Brooklyn. I think it was a crazy dream that I had but it wasn’t. I still have the bite marks on my thigh and neck. I don’t know how to describe this but he saved me from emotional torturing, my heartache, and my suffering. Rodrigo left a note on my night table. I can’t tell you everything it says but the last part says “Forever Yours: Rodrigo.” “P.S. I will come back”
He will always be my Dark Knight to Remember.