For over 10,000 years Tor Vionus has been waiting for his fated love to be born: the Queen of Ilinatha. Destined to be her lover for all eternity, Tor has waited an eternity for her. One of the legendary Vampyres, Tor is also part-Incubus. It is this part that awakens the primal need to find his lover when it senses her existence. Alstromeria Lastentier lives her days with the title of Princess on Evendar, but knows nothing of her true fate. Plagued by the most erotic dreams imaginable, Meria finds herself aching to feel her phantom lover's caress even in the light of day. Her body demands she find the physical form and claim what she feels is hers. Together, the two begin to walk a path more erotic than either has felt before. Two people whose fates are so intimately intertwined must meet before the Dracul find Meria and destroy her. Only Tor has the ability to unlock what is inside Meria: smoldering passion and the power to bring peace to their world. The very peace that the Dracul do not want to come to pass.
Soft moans began to emanate from the darkened room, the curtains fluttering from the light breeze that came from the open balcony doors. There was a rustling of silk sheets as Alstromeria Lastentier shifted in her sleep, her lips parting ever so slightly, the tip of her tongue wetting her lower lip. A fine sheen of sweat glistened on her skin as she shifted her slender legs beneath the sheets. A phantom touch caressed the skin around her taut nipple, causing her to moan out loud.
Meria, as she was known to her family and friends, shifted her head to the side as she tried to touch whoever was bringing exquisite pleasure just from the slightest touch to her breast. Despite her physical hand connecting with nothing, in her mind, she saw her fingers tracing along the pale arm of her lover.
Meria never saw his face. She could only catch glimpses of his majestic body as he delivered exquisite pleasure to every inch of her skin. Her back arched as that phantom mouth placed an open-mouthed kiss beside her nipple then shifted enough to take the taut peak between his lips as he began to suckle. She moaned quietly in appreciation at the sensation. Her pussy tingled as she shifted her thighs, creating a tactile sensation against her aching mound. She massaged her other breast, tugging on the nipple as the phantom mouth moved across the skin of her sternum to her other breast, latching onto its nipple and returning to suckling.
As the lightest touch from his hand gently brushed the skin of her stomach, moving further to caress the now dark blonde curls between her thighs, Meria let out a frustrated gasp, her thighs parting. She kicked away the sheet that was covering her. She almost thought she would orgasm right then and there as she felt the cool breeze blow over the moisture of her aching pussy that coated her inner thighs. She wanted that hand to touch her, possess her. She wanted to find her release, and she wanted to find it now.
"Fuck," she whispered, shifting some. "Please..." her voice sounded loud to her ears in the quiet of her bedroom. A soft, amused chuckle floated on the breeze that came through the window. She came close to snarling her frustration as those phantom fingers brushed the curls of her pussy again before parting the folds and finding the sensitive bud of her clit, flicking it. The sensations that tore through her body sent her arching off the bed, her voice keening in a loud cry of pleasure. Every nerve ending tingled with the sensation of it all. She shivered as she relaxed, only to find that phantom touch spiraling her up again.
"Please! Please!" Her legs thrashed, wanting her lover between her thighs, his cock sliding into her dripping wet pussy. She wanted to wrap her legs around his waist and thrust her hips up to meet his as he pounded her as deep as he could. Her hips started to lift to the hand, imagining the sound of his skin slapping against hers as he shoved his cock deeper and deeper.
Meria's nails dug into the palms of her hand. She was surprised that she did not draw blood at the pressure she was producing. She wanted more. It was always the case. More, more, more. But never quite enough. Her hips began to piston up and down to the hand caressing her. Her own fingers began to slide from the bed and over the skin of her hipbone, towards the juncture of her thighs. She hissed slightly as she was held from doing so by the other phantom hand as her clit was caressed.
"Oh, Gods!" She cried out loudly as she felt a tongue flit over the tip of her clit, sending a shockwave of pleasure through her. Planting her feet, she lifted her hips up sharply.
"Fuck me, dammit!" Her demand was a breathy cry, her voice laced with desire and need. Once again a chuckle sounded on the breeze, the curtains shifting ever so around the glass doors that led to her balcony. Meria sobbed with frustration, trying again to touch her aching pussy to bring herself some relief. Once again she found her hand restrained and that tongue flicked her clit again.
"Please," she said in an agonizing whisper. Her neck arched and she screamed as an orgasm ripped its way along her nerve endings as a phantom mouth closed around her clit and bit down. Pleasure and pain ran through her body as she trembled from the intensity of it. Her eyes rolled back and she almost thought she would pass out. Once the final tremor passed, she lay back feeling boneless as she caught her breath. Slowly her eyes cracked, blue slits peeking from beneath blonde lashes. Meria started to awaken completely and looked around the bedroom. She moaned, raising a shaky hand to her forehead.
"Not again."
After two tries to get her legs to work, Meria managed to shift to a seated position on the edge of the bed, her legs shaky. She sat that way for a moment, regaining energy enough to push herself into a standing position. She grabbed her short satin robe and pulled it on. She gasped a bit as she took a step, the shift in her stance creating a delicious tingle within as her oversensitized pussy was stimulated slightly from walking. She was always left feeling brutally satisfied but still burning with need after these encounters.
"The neighbors probably think I'm some perv that can't get enough of touching myself with the way I scream," she mumbled as she shuffled into her living room and turned towards the kitchen.
This was not an uncommon occurrence for Meria over the past two months. Each night, at least once, her phantom lover would come to her. Each night she found herself aching with the need to feel his cock inside of her, but she was denied each time. It was so real to her, that her body felt deeply satisfied when she woke from the dream, only to find herself alone.
Meria grabbed her teapot off the stove and turned to the tap, turning the water on to fill it. She glanced out the window that was over her sink, letting her eyes unfocus some. As she remembered the feel of her phantom lover's hands on her body, she felt the lightest of touches against the backs of her thighs. Fumbling slightly, she put the teapot down in the sink and grasped the edge. Delicate touches ran along the outside of her thighs up towards the edge of her robe, brushing the fabric aside.
Meria shivered as she felt the fingertips slide up over the back of her thighs up to her ass. She shivered as they brushed along her hips to the apex of her thighs, slipping through the blonde curls. She bit her lip and shifted her legs further apart as those phantom fingers began to caress her folds. She bit back a moan as they brushed against her clit.
"Please..." she whispered. The breeze brushed against her cheek, but she would've sworn it was the barest caress of lips against her skin.
Meria shifted back and rested her head on her forearm. Her hand slid down over her breasts, the nipples tight and straining against the fabric of her robe. She slipped her hand between her thighs, whimpering when she was restrained for a moment. A soft sob of pleasure escaped her as she was finally allowed to touch her pussy, her fingers sliding over her clit, teasing the sensitive bud. She was dripping wet, her juices sliding down the inside of her thighs. She slid a finger into her tight pussy, gasping as she wiggled it a bit. She jumped and groaned as she felt that teasing phantom tongue pass over her clit enough to tease her as she slipped her finger in and out.
She was becoming desperate as she continued moving her finger. She wanted to feel the thick shaft she knew her lover possessed. She wanted to feel it slide into her pussy to the hilt before their hips would move against one another, his cock driving deeper and deeper into her. A crescendo of pleasure would build and build before her body would explode in bright lights as she found her release, but that was not what she was getting. She had only her slim finger. She began shoving her finger into her pussy further, feeling how wet her hand was getting from her excitement. Her moans were growing louder as she continued pleasing herself. Shifting her hand, she brushed her thumb against her clit. The tiniest move was enough to snap her control and she threw her head back, screaming her pleasure as the orgasm rippled through her body. She felt phantom hands on her hips and the lightest brushing of lips against her ear. She was too lost in sensation to distinguish if she heard a voice whispering in her ear as she fingered herself to release.
Her knees finally gave out and she slumped to the kitchen floor. Meria leaned her head against the wood beneath her sink as she tried to catch her breath. She blinked sleepily and looked up a bit. For a moment she thought she saw his face finally. Strong features, and full lips... but not enough to recognize him. As his image dissipated, she already felt the demand for sleep settle around her and the image began to fade from her mind. It took her a moment to gather the strength in her legs to push herself up. Bracing herself on the counter, she turned off the water. For a moment she stood there, staring at her teapot. With a small shake of her head, she turned and started to trudge back to her room. The teapot could wait till morning.
With more effort than it should have taken, Meria stripped off her robe and slipped into bed, tugging the sheets over her naked form and the lightweight blanket as well. She had to find out who her phantom lover was and soon. It was driving her insane that she didn't know who it was. She'd start looking for him in the mor...
Chapter 1 Dream
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Chapter 2 Playing with Fire
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Chapter 3 Confiding
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Chapter 4 Twice
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Chapter 5 Clashing Brothers
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Chapter 6 Fate Begins
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Chapter 7 Invitation
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Chapter 8 Phantom Rejection
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Chapter 9 Drunk Heartache
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Chapter 10 Sisterly Advice
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Chapter 11 First Meeting
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Chapter 12 Holding It In
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Chapter 13 Playing with Fire
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Chapter 14 Checking In
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Chapter 15 Trolls find Trolls Attractive
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Chapter 16 First Date
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Chapter 17 First Night Part 1
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Chapter 18 First Night Part 2
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Chapter 19 Identity Revealed
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Chapter 20 Garden Liaison
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Chapter 21 Siblings
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Chapter 22 Unwanted Visitor
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Chapter 23 Sisters
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Chapter 24 Nightmare Visions
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Chapter 25 Broken
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Chapter 26 A Bad Feeling
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Chapter 27 Edik & Aieela
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Chapter 28 Trouble
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Chapter 29 The Prophecy
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Chapter 30 Torture
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Chapter 31 Unbinding
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Chapter 32 Destiny Begins
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Chapter 33 Arrival
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Chapter 34 It Ends Now
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Chapter 35 Home Again
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Chapter 36 Only the Beginning
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Chapter 37 Forever and Always
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