A nights embrace with the devils son

Cold unknowing hands press against my lower back,
A soft sigh escaping my trembling lips.
Will it hurt?
Does he know?
Pressed more against the bed,
Arms wrapping tightly around my waist pulling me closer.
"You are mine..." he whispers.
My body frezzes for a moment,
Caught in the way his words wrapped around me,
Warm and yielding.
A safe embrace.
Slowly I relax,
My body molding against his.
Out lips lock,
A searing kiss excitment growing.
Lips wonder down to my neck,
A flame runs up my spine.
Eyes close in pleasured pain,
as his fangs sink down.
Breath hitches,
Chest heaves.
My arms pulling him closer wanting more.
Hands push up my shirt as my abs tighten.
One thought crosses my foggy mind,
"It's going to be a long night."