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Katerina is fresh into the world of writing. With her penchant for strange mythological/ legendary creatures, romance, mystery and high intrigue - and an added pinch of erotic flair - she aims to create story rich, titillating tales of monsters, humans and the issues they face by simply coexisting in a crowded world. Today Katerina lives on a sunny peninsula somewhere in Europe with her cat Marilyn.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Treading In the Dark (Over 18's Only!)

Today I've decided to do something a little different having spent the last couple of days ceaselessly writing my first paranormal romance novel "Midnight Magick" (to be released in the coming month). I instead of tracking my progress I'm going to tease you all a little bit with my words.

Taken In Darkness is my d├ębut work, a paranormal erotica anthology of seven short stories to give people a sexy thrill and glimpse into the world of paranormal creatures filling my mind space. It's been available on Amazon for 3 weeks, so for those of you who haven't picked up a copy I'm going to be posting the whole first entry right here!

Read on if you're interested, turn back now if you aren't - the rest gets a little raunchy - and tell me what you think in the comments below!

If you like it, buy it! Taken In Darkness is available on Amazon for only $1.59 (paperback option available) and free for Kindle Unlimited members! Enjoy my naughty stories!


I don’t know what bored me the most; the endless array of kisses on the cheek or the continuous congratulations handed to me by party attendees. Joseph threw the gathering in my honor, and I’d been warned there’d be people around wanting to meet me and shake my hand for, well I guess, surviving my first few months as a Vampire. But I didn’t expect this.
At such a beautiful venue with equally lovely staff, I stuck out like a sore thumb. I’m sure I did. When was Joseph going to understand? He may be Upper East Side, but I’m from Brooklyn. Isn’t being a Vampire all about prowling different clubs every night, taking my pick of the guys—and girls—and all the blood I can want? So far Joseph hasn’t let me do any of that. He says I’m not ready for the kind of excitement something like that will bring, and I guess he knows more than I do; but tonight sucked, and I wanted him to know.
When the party started to wind down I headed out to find the limo I’d been told would be ready to take me away. What I found on the cold, city streets was Joseph—already poised by the car—holding the door open for me.
Your soul could unravel with a single gaze from Joseph’s intense brown eyes. He held his hair parted to the side like a classic gentleman, and wore his suit like he was born for it. His jaw and cheeks were chiseled, as if they’d been sculpted out of marble, and he ate pussy like nobody’s business.
I advanced and flashed a thankful smile as I stepped past him and into the car. He scanned me, drinking in my body’s silhouette encased in the red dress he’d bought for me. The shapely garb made my breasts look amazing and my green eyes pop. I flicked the blonde curls I so painstakingly maintained over my shoulder and battered playful eyelashes at him as the car got moving.
“Where to now?” I asked.
“My place,” said Joseph, “I have a surprise for you.”
“A surprise? I thought tonight was surprising enough. It was a beautifully arranged affair.”
“Please, you don’t have to speak like that anymore Isabella. You’re with me now.”
I gave him a sincere smile. He appreciates the effort I make for him, and that’s enough for me. 
“Consider this new surprise my way for apologizing to you for all the boredom you no doubt had to endure, and for commending you on the way you behaved around all the old Vampires.”
“I did it for you.”
“I know, and you did great. They’re impressed. So now we’re going to have a little fun.” His mouth said fun, but his dangerous eyes promised something more along the lines of “I’m going to devour you”. Who am I to fight against that?
I had no idea what this man had in store. Ever since we met he’d been all smoke and mirrors. The first date we went on he hired out an entire restaurant just for us. The second date started in New York and ended in Seattle, under the Space Needle. Getting a read on him is harder than trying to put on a pair of panties one handed while also drunk out of your skull in a pair of five inch Louboutins, but I guess that’s the fun. He’s unpredictable, sexy, charming and thrilling; and mine.
About twenty minutes later we arrived at Joseph’s penthouse high above the ground. A musky smell tantalized my nostrils as I stepped into the apartment. The place always smelt like sex, naturally, but this was different, fresh.
“Joseph, are there—” I got my answer before the question even left my lips.
Joseph smirked like a man whose plans had been foiled and took my coat. “Take off your shoes.”
Seduced by the sound of sensual, womanly moans emanating from Joseph’s bedroom, I stepped out of my Manolo Blahniks and waited for him to remove his jacket. Joseph led me toward the door to his bedroom and gently pushed it all the way open. My jaw dropped. Four people, all naked and covered in each other’s sweat and bodily fluids, writhed around as a large mass of flesh on the bed. Two of the participants were women, two of them were men—any of them could’ve been models.
Joseph, who entered the room after me, slipped his hands under my arms and cupped my breasts over the fabric of my dress. My heart sped up at his touch. I arched my back into him and smiled, enjoying the way my nipples hardened under his hands.
“I told you I had a surprise,” he whispered. Either the teeth nibbling on my earlobe or his breath on my neck could’ve been responsible for the wave of tingles rushing through me, but whatever.
“Joseph,” I said, in a sigh.
A hand trailed down my belly and snaked its way under my dress, finding its mark between my legs and rubbing in a circle over my wet panties. I ground my hips into his hand.
“Oh God,” I wanted him to take me right then and there, my body ached for it. No one could’ve called Joseph an amateur at the art of seduction. 
“On the bed there are four people,” said Joseph, “You’ll know them as Ray, Alexander, Honey, and Lea. They have been told who you are, and what you need.”
“They know what I need?” I asked, “You mean blood?”
“That’s right,” said Joseph. Again he nibbled my earlobe. I sighed and smiled, exposing my neck to his mouth. His fingers were a wet mess now, and I could feel his bulge against my backside.
“Are we going to watch them fuck?” I asked.
“No. First, I want you to get on all fours and suck Alexander’s dick. Honey is ready to eat your pussy and your asshole in front of me. I want to watch.”
I’d never heard anyone speak like Joseph did. He gave facts and commands, never suggestions and opinions. It’s what turned me on about him the most. There I was, putty in his hand—literally. I would have done anything to please him, and he wasn’t a fool to that. Joseph planned every moment of this, knowing exactly what I would choose to do without ever forcing me to do it, so why not go along with it?
Staring into his eyes, I undid the laces on my dress. The gown slipped off my smooth skin with a hiss and all that’s left is lacy, black underwear. With a look, Joseph set me ablaze. Refusing to break eye contact with my man, I unhooked my bra and freed my breasts. Then I approached, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.
“You better be ready for me,” I whispered into his mouth, “Because I’ll want more when I’m done with them. But I’m taking the redhead, not the brunette.”
Empowered by the look of hunger in Joseph’s eyes—hungry fires stoked by my defiance—I faced my marks on the bed and approached. Alexander’s bulky frame dared me to sink my teeth into it, and Lea’s slender body and firm breasts begged to be worshipped. But this was about me, not them.
I took their hands and they helped me onto the bed. Without warning Alexander took my waist into his powerful arms, pulled me towards his rigid body and took one of my breasts into his mouth. He easily possessed one of the biggest dicks I’d ever seen in my entire life, although as much as the thought of wrapping my mouth around it turned me into a giddy mess, I kept my eyes fixed on eager Lea. This one, with her deep red hair, full red lips and two entire sleeves of tattoos, was my kind of girl.
Soft moans escaped my lips as the muscle-bound man bit the tips of my hard, pink nipples. I ran a hand through his brown locks and yanked hard, showing him I like it rough. Taking hold of his cock at the base I started to gently tug and work the shaft. He was mighty and slick with juices straight out of Lea’s delicious pussy; there was no escaping the mouth-watering scent.
In a single movement I got onto all fours and swallowed Alexander’s cock as far as it could go without forcing my gag reflex. Delicious, thick, firm and soft at the same time—everything I wanted it to be. He moaned for me and wrapped my hair around his fist, pulling at it as I consumed his manhood.
I squirmed on my knees a little as my lacy panties slid off my skin at Lea’s leisure. She spread my ass cheeks wide, exposing me, and with her warm tongue teased my dripping wet pussy into an agony I can’t say I’ve ever before experienced in my life. Arching my ass forcibly into Lea’s face her tongue finally found my clit, and then a new kind of blissful torture began. But I concentrated on Alexander, rolling my tongue around his soft tip and occasionally sucking on his balls. He’d cum quickly in my hands.
When Lea plunged her tongue into my cunt I froze and  moaned around Alexander’s cock. He’s lucky I didn’t bite it off in that instant. My chest stopped heaving. I took Alexander’s cock out of my mouth and glanced around my own body to find Lea’s face almost entirely hidden by the curve of my ass. From here caught a glimpse of Joseph, watching. The smile on his face—the kind only ever present on the lips of a man with a lot of power—turned me on even further.
“Eat my ass,” I said, and Lea listened. Blindly pumping Alexander’s dick whilst watching Lea’s face disappeared behind the curve of my hips with intent—what could be better? My body fluttered as a powerful orgasm built within me. Lea snaked a hand around my thigh and masterfully found my clit, rubbing while working at my asshole with her tongue.
“Yes, yes!” I cried, “Yes!”
Alexander’s cock throbbed within my hand. He snatched my attention away and forced my mouth around his dick again. I came hard, shaking uncontrollably under Lea’s lips. Her overjoyed murmurs as my juices dribbled out of my pulsating cunt and into her mouth drowned out Alexander’s pleasurable groans. When I opened my eyes again I noticed Joseph now behind the strong man, speaking into his ear.
“I want you to cum on her tits,” he said.
Like a contortionist I quickly lay on my back, on the bed, and urged Alexander to kneel over my chest. As Lea came into view from around Alexander’s hips I shot her a wanting look, then I looked into the man’s eyes, pressed my breasts together as if to make them targets, and smiled. Lea kissed Alexander’s side and slipped one of her hands between his legs, cupping his balls as he stroked his own cock like his life depended on the orgasm.
His heartbeat, loud as a jackhammer to my ears, raced in his chest. He moaned louder and more desperately as climax built until finally his cock exploded jets of warm, delectable cum all over my tits. I moaned with him and lathered my nipples with his seed until the flow slowed to a halt.
Joseph snuck his way into an empty space around Lea’s side. He whispered into her ear and she grinned, wickedly, before turning her gaze to me. Alexander removed himself from the scene and allowed Lea to slide over my naked body. Our soft lips found each other’s. Lea sucked on my tongue, then left a trail of her red lipstick over my neck and chest before playfully lapping Alexander’s cooling spunk from off my breasts and nipples. This woman was mine. I wanted to keep her as my own personal sex pet! And as Joseph enjoyed the view with a glass of malt liqueur in his hand, I brought my eyes to bear on him.
Did he ever jerk off growing up? He sat motionless on the edge of his seat, watching Lea masterfully envelop my hard clit in the space between her lips, but he never moved a muscle. He analyzed us, finding his own fun in the spectacle unfolding before him—and I’m not complaining—but I needed his cock in my hand, in my mouth, and my cunt; anywhere he wanted to put it.
I snapped into the moment again when Lea pressed her tongue against my clit and viciously sucked on it, an assault of hungry tongue and eager fingers desperate to experience my orgasm again. Every muscle in my body tensed, and as my hips bucked wildly I came again in gushes.
I lay on the bed, head back, chest heaving and breasts glistening. My pussy ached from the orgasm. Vampire or not, when we’re having sex we’re no different to humans. Sure, maybe we can go a little while longer and we’ve been known to be a little tougher, but human all the same. In my euphoria I peered at Joseph. He was hard—there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell that he wasn’t—but my whimpers and moans couldn’t get him to move, Lea’s tight cunt directly in his line of sight, begging to have blood sucked out of it couldn’t stir the beast within him. What was his deal?
The redhead crawled across my chest. I sat up and met her lips again. Her mouth, full of the flavor of sex, became the tipping point. My fangs descended and I bit down on her plump red lips. A burst of warm blood filled my mouth and Lea yelped from the pain, but she stayed put as I savored her blood; brave girl. Blood, the sweetest ambrosia, nectar fit for a Goddess; when there’s blood in my mouth, I can do anything.
A little excess blood trickled out of the side of my mouth and left little red trails all over Lea’s breast. I pressed myself against her, blood and sweat soon smearing over our tits. Her body was so warm and slender. If I had a cock, the things I’d do. I wanted more. Hungry, I pushed her onto her back and plunged my lips into her damp pussy, lapping and drinking her delicious fluids before focusing on her clit.
She sighed as if on a high. Joseph crept to the edge of his seat and watched more intently. Moments before bringing the girl to orgasm I bit into the artery just above her sweet spot. Hot blood exploded in a crimson flow and Lea let loose a cutting shriek. Lea gulped and gasped for air, climaxing wildly around my fingers, and I drank from her once more.
There was no wound, and her pulse was steady, but I was messy and Lea’s pussy shone bright red with her own life blood. Satisfied that she’d live, I brought my attention to bear on Joseph and smirked, when out of nowhere someone grabbed my hair and my hip, and shoved a hard dick into my pussy catching me totally unawares.
I moaned from the sudden rush of a cock filling me. In the mirror ahead of me I found Alexander; he’d caught his second wind, and he’d decided to fuck me hard with it. I didn’t care that it wasn’t allowed; let this man fuck me in whatever way he wants, I needed to feel this. Joseph had his chance.
I quickly discovered Alexander to be an able bodied, enormous man with neat muscles and a big dick but no technique. I wanted more from him than just a simple fuck and he failed to deliver. With lightning speed I took his wrist and brought it to my mouth, punching through the skin to hit the vein beneath and take his delicious, healthy blood for myself. Alexander choked on his own breath, and then he came inside me while drained him like a juice box.
He fell limp on the bed after that, exhausted—no, unconscious. Who ever said fucking a Vampire was easy or quick? We may be similar to humans, but when we get some blood in us we turn into monsters.
Sitting straight, I wiped the blood off my mouth with my forearm and checked my surroundings. What I saw was Ray, on his back and unconscious, with two rapidly healing puncture marks on his neck; and Joseph—naked—between Honey’s legs, sucking blood from the veins just above her breasts as she struggled for breath. She didn’t last long.
We locked eyes, Joseph and I, and he lunged towards me—pinning me to the bed by my wrists.
“Fuck me,” I begged through gritted teeth, “I want you inside me.”
Joseph’s lips found mine. I arched my naked hips against his crotch and ground my naked hips against his dick. He pushed into me until I was filled. I threw my head back and sighed, elated and shaking. This is what I wanted all night.
I gripped his shoulders and ran my long, wicked nails over his skin. I drew blood, and Joseph groaned. We kept eye contact as he fucked me hard and deep. Suddenly I flipped him onto his back. He didn’t expect it. I trailed my tongue up his belly and then down again, tugging on his dick with my hand before plunging it into my mouth. Joseph’s lips parted and exultant moans escaped as I sucked his cock, grazing my teeth against the soft tip.
When he’d had enough, he wrapped a hand around my neck and pulled me up to meet his face. We kissed, and I lowered myself to him, straddling him and reveling in the surge of power rushing through me.
“Cum with me,” I said, while bouncing on his cock, “Cum with me Joseph.” 
Our groaning intensified. I put my head down as I reached climax, clenching hard around Joseph’s cock but keeping my rhythm for him. Joseph pulled my hips as closely to his as he could and also came, filling me with spurts of warm, tingling cum. Mmmmm, yes.
When he’d finished, he lowered me into a sweaty embrace and we lay for a while, completely still. Joseph’s men carried the unconscious bodies out of the room around us; the hell if I knew, or cared, where they were going anyway. His eyes were soft now. He may be a powerful man who can get whatever he wants, but when I’m done with him he’s my sweet powerful man.
“Alexander,” said Joseph once the men had gone, “He wasn’t meant to fuck you.”
“It’s okay,” I said.
“It isn’t. I’m the man who gets to fuck you. You’re mine, Isabella.”
“I love it when you say that.”
“He’ll be punished for his transgression.”
I nodded, agreeing with Joseph. We—Vampires—see humans in the same way that a wolf sees a sheep. Humans serve a purpose, but they’re there to be herded – and if one sheep steers away from the herd, he has to answer to the wolf.
“I like Lea,” I said.
“I could tell,” said Joseph. He brushed my hair out of my face and peered into my eyes.
“I want to keep her.”
“Keep her?”
“Yeah… she’s good. I don’t want to let her go.”
“Done,” said Joseph.
“But… she’s mine. Understand?”
“Yours?” asked Joseph, almost shocked.
“Yeah. I don’t want you touching her. I want to be the only one who fucks her and feeds from her.”
Joseph thought about it for a moment and smiled. He kissed me on the forehead—sweetly—and nodded. “Yours,” he said.
Perfect. I turned onto my side with a smile on my face. Joseph slipped his arms around me and embraced me. Spooned, on his bed, with the windows and blinds shut, we fell asleep together.
Whatever other surprises he had in store for me for the future, this one would be tough to beat.

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