Title: Bloodlust

Author: Maaike

Rating: NC17

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The fast transport moves gracefully through the deep darkness of space. Stars rush past and planets loom up out of nowhere and for a moment glittering lights on the surface indicates life exists on it. I care not for the lights. I have no desire to join them. I long for the darkness, relish it and embrace it. I hide from the harsh light of day and live only at night. The eternal darkness of space gives me life.

I stretch my body languidly and lick my lips, still warm and red from feasting on the body of my last victim. Such a pathetic creature it was. How her eyes widened and her lips trembled as she saw me approach her in the darkness of her tiny cabin. She was a slight, young woman with lanky hair and a flat chest, obviously someone’s lowly servant, for she walked with the demure paces befitting her rank.

Earlier this evening I noticed her coming down a dimly lit corridor of the ship and I followed her to her cabin. I became one with the shadows and I smelled her scent as she passed me, fresh and alive and I hungered to feed on her. The course fabric of her dress brushed against my arm but she did not see me. No one sees me if I do not wish them to.

Before she could close the door to her cabin I was behind her, entering the cramped quarters with the single, narrow bunk in it. Only a small nightlight on the ceiling was burning, making the room pleasantly dark. She turned around in shock and looked at me, backing away as she saw my yellow eyes.

“Who are you? What do you want?”

My voice purred softly. “I want you, my dear.”

How pathetically she tried to move away from me. Of course there was nowhere to go and I watched her eyes grow dark and her mouth slack with fear as I parted my lips, showing my razor-sharp fangs.

Her trembling hand went to her throat and her mouth opened, but before she could make a sound, I moved my hand and my eyes locked with hers. Immediately her eyes became blank and her hand fell to her side powerlessly. She stood motionlessly as I moved closer to her, my hands tearing at the high neckline of her dress.

One swift move tore her dress open all the way down to her waist, exposing her pitifully small breasts. I smiled as I caressed both nipples and heard her moan. Then I let my teeth sink into her neck, puncturing her skin and the veins underneath it. Her blood tasted warm and sweet as I drank it from her body. I was still caressing her quivering skin when she gave a loud gasp and I felt her heart cease to pump the blood through her veins.

I do not care for the blood of the dead so I let her fall to the floor in a crumpled heap. My long teeth had already retracted into my jaws again, but I felt unfulfilled. I thought about searching for a more worthy prey as I turned and without granting the woman I just killed another look, left her cabin.

Feeding on the servant-girl has left me feeling strong and beautiful for now and I caress my voluptuous body dressed in a soft, black velvet gown. My breasts are firm and full, my hips wide and my belly round and fertile. I shall once again seek the right one to put his life inside me, for I long to feel a man’s seed grow and move in my womb.

It has been many hundreds of years since I desired to give birth and the son I gave life to is now a powerful king. Like me, he too is immortal and will eternally be strong with the Force of the dark side. He sired many strong and proud children by many women, thus making his bloodline secure.

All those years I searched for a man worthy to give me his seed, but although I have had many men, they were all unsuitable and fell prey to my feeding frenzy after a short moment of ecstasy. My mouth curls down as I remember their pitiful attempts to satisfy my sexual desires. They failed of course and paid the price for their failure.

But now I feel this stirring inside me again. I wish to find my true mate again after being apart from him so many ages. He is always the same one, different in appearance, yet I always recognise him the moment I see him and I give myself to him willingly. He is near once more, I can sense him. My skin tingles as if electricity runs through my veins. My nipples are hard and my womanhood moist as I shake my long black hair sensuously. Yes, drinking blood this evening has made my senses even more alert. I can hear him calling me, I can see him waiting for me.

Restlessly I pace my cabin with its large transparisteel window. For a moment the endless depth of the universe fills me with a sense of eternity as I watch the millions of stars in the velvet blackness. The universe is like me, eternal, timeless, with no beginning and no end.

“Come to me!”

I gasp and raise my brows. I distinctly heard a soft, dark voice speaking to me.

“Come to me now!”

“Where are you?” I reach out to the dark side and its tendrils curl through the ship, searching each cabin and passenger hall. It touches an even darker presence on board the ship. A presence so strong with the dark side that my mind cannot break the barriers that surround him.

Annoyed at his resistance I leave my cabin and walk down the corridors of the ship, searching for the dark one who speaks to me. He does not allow himself to be found by me quickly and it takes a long time before I finally stop before the door to a cabin in the most luxurious part of the ship. The door opens at once and I enter a large cabin.

Only a small light by the bedside is burning and in the semi-darkness my sensitive eyes discern a tall figure lying on the bed, resting on his elbow. He is dressed completely in black and he is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. His skin is black and covered with what I assume to be red tattoos. His head is crowned with short, blunt horns and his gleaming eyes are as golden as mine.

“Enter, my Lady,” his breathy voice purrs and a small move from his hand closes and locks the door behind me.

With a panther-like move he rises from the bed to stand before me, his eyes burning into mine. I feel the heat from his body radiate through my gown, touching my skin as though I were naked. My body is immediately aroused, my breath coming quickly from between my lips, my heart racing.

It is he! I sense his familiar darkness as I have sensed it through all the ages. The dark vault that is his heart where I lived always and forever.

“You are mine, my Lady, you always have been, now you shall be my consort again, as you are destined to be.”

“Who do you think you are that you dare claim me?” I ask haughtily. Does he think I give in to him without a fight? I enjoy holding him at bay, although I long to be his again.

“I am Darth Maul, Dark Lord of the Sith,” is his quiet answer.

“Darth Maul, do you think you are worthy to be my consort? Be wary, I have destroyed many who claimed that right.”

“Oh, I know you have and not only men, for I saw you take the blood and the life of a woman earlier. And may I add you looked erotic while doing so.”

Now he has me surprised. “You saw me?”

“Of course, I followed you since the moment you boarded this ship and I watched every move you made.” Lord Maul’s smile was infuriating in its superiority.

I know he mocks me because I did not for a moment sense his presence and yet he knows all about me.

“Yes, I know all about you. It is my right as your Lord and Master,” he replies and his arrogance has me fuming with rage.

“How dare you invade my thoughts, I shall destroy you like all the others, but I shall take your life slowly and painfully. It will take many days for you to die and I shall find pleasure in killing you!” I hiss.

His hands suddenly grip my shoulders and his mouth is only an inch away from mine. “Oh, but I enjoy pain and I suffered more of it than you can ever imagine. You will not kill me, my Lady, you shall be my mate and the mother of my daughter. And you shall enjoy my body greatly, I can assure you.” His long tongue licks over my cheek and I cannot hold back a soft moan.

His entoxicating scent fills my nostrils and my desire for him takes control of me. I gaze into his burning eyes and with a lightning move I put my hand at the nape of his neck and pull his mouth roughly on mine. I bite his lips and force his mouth open to let my tongue dance around his. My body is on fire, urging me on as I raise my leg over his thigh. He groans and forces himself between my legs. I can feel his erection through the thin fabric of his baggy pants as I move my hips against him.

My hand reaches down to fondle and caress his manhood. My tongue is still playing with his and I give him a small bite. Little drops of his blood spill into my mouth and I growl at the back of my throat as I feel my fangs grow. He groans again and then pushes me back against the wall.

“No, my Lady, you will not take my blood yet. You will have to wait for it, beg me for it!” he pants.

“Beg?” I shout at him, my rage surging through me, “no one can make me beg, I take what I want!”

“So do I and I shall be your Master. Beg me!”

“Never!” I growl at him.

A surprised cry follows as he tears my dress from my body and I stand before him naked. My nails claw at him, but he merely smiles as his hand directs the Force to hold me immobile. Expert fingers fondle my breasts and flick the hard nipples. I stand before him, naked and trembling with rage but I sense his essence surround me. It embraces me and makes me his, as I already realised from the moment I set eyes on him, I have been through all the ages and will be until the end of time.

I let my head fall back as I feel his fingers caress my womanhood, spreading the moisture over it. He licks his slick fingers and presses his body close to me. The room whirls around me and I can only moan.

“Now I ask again, my Lady, beg me!” he breathes into my ear, biting my earlobe.

“Yesss… I beg you, please… I beg you to let me have your blood…” I speak between gasps and my breasts quiver with the violence of my emotions.

“Good! You may take my blood, I give it willingly, but my Lady, for payment I shall take your soul. I shall make it mine and you shall belong to no other ever again. You shall serve me and bear my children and your reward shall be to become part of me, never to be separated again, you shall rule the galaxy at my side as my beloved consort.”

His hands do not stop wandering over my body, he explores and kneads every inch of it.

“Do you wish it?” Maul asks.

“Yes! I wish it! Make me yours again!” I am happy to obey him and I know when I drink his blood I will be fulfilled forever.

Lord Maul releases me at once and I am free to touch his beautiful body. I put my hands on his chest, caressing and biting his hard male nipples before I go down to his hips and slowly push his pants down.

“You are eager, my Lady,” he grins and his golden eyes burn through me.

“You are mine and I want you now!” I say hoarsely, closing my hand around his hardness.

He moves his hips into my hand and I feel his soft skin move under my fingers, the blood pumping through the veins. My mouth holds his captive in a hungry kiss as he begins moving me towards the bed. I fall back on it, pulling him with me and I cannot stop a loud groan when I feel him press his manhood between my swollen lips. How I want him! More than anything in the universe I want him!

His hands fondle my breasts, pulling the nipples and shaking them sensuously. He suckles and the sweet noises he makes cause me to moan louder. I feel him push his manhood into my yearning body and I lift my hips to meet him. His thrusts are hard and deep, making my breasts dance.

He fills me completely, at times just letting the head of his manhood tease me, then again thrusting deep. His body rests on top of me and he places his hands beside my head. Beautiful eyes burn into mine and I drown in their depths. As he groans I take each breath as if leaves his parted lips and make it mine. I feel him thrust faster and harder and I have to cry out with the violence of my release when it comes. Deep inside of me I feel his seed burn me and I know it makes me his forever.

Only for a moment Maul rests before he rolls over on his back without leaving my body and nods. I immediately straddle his body and move my hips over him. His eyes are clouded and his lips parted as I give him more pleasure. I contract my muscles inside and embrace his manhood to milk him slowly and sensuously.

He is aroused, his fists clench the sheets and he arches his back. I know the time has come, my teeth are bared and I lean over him, the sharp points of my fangs tracing a red tattoo on his chest. The smooth skin breaks and a long red mark shows where I kissed. I reach his left nipple and kiss it, feeling a strong, rapid heartbeat beneath it. Then I finally allow myself the pleasure of tasting him. My teeth sink deeply into the skin over his nipple and he groans, gripping the sheets even tighter as I suckle from him.

Maul’s blood has a metallic taste, yet its taste to me is sweeter than kava’la from Endor. As I taste his blood, I feel his violent release inside me, filling my burning womanhood again. Now my lust is complete, it will be a frenzy of drinking his blood now.

I kiss my way to his neck, my mouth making a bloody trail over his chest. He holds his head so that I have easier access to his neck with the desirable veins. I hear his groaning breaths come close to my ear as once again my teeth sink into his flesh. I know that when I take his blood it weakens him, but he possesses such strength that it will not take him long to recover.

As I drink long and deep from his neck I feel him ejaculate again and again, his body shaking violently beneath me. His heart pounds against my hand as I taste him. His blood burns my mouth and my throat and I feel it course through me like a stream of molten lava. I feel his darkness, it permeates every fibre of me, it draws my heart and soul from my body and he takes it into his keeping forever. I hear his voice in my head, strong and clear.

“Now you are mine! A destroyer of worlds like me! You are as dark as I am, my true mate, my one and only, my beloved, my Lady!”

My body shakes uncontrollably as he makes me his completely. There is no more light, only darkness, the ship no longer exists around us, we are drifting amongst the stars, while I drink his blood and he ejaculates inside me without ceasing. We are weightless and careless, nothing is important, there is only the two of us, now of one body and mind, inseparable. We are a never ending circle, no beginning, and no end.

I cry out as I release once more and when I sense he is weakening from loss of blood, I let him go. My fangs retracted and my body satiated. I collapse on top of him and feel him leave my body. His breathing is ragged but he smiles at me.

“My Lady, we are joined again in a sacred bond.”

I see how his eyelids droop and I shift my head to kiss them closed. “Sleep now, my beloved. Soon you will feel strong again. As strong as I feel with your essence inside me. And I have conceived. Your life grows inside me and you shall take her from my womb and bless her. Sleep now my Lord and my life.”

Before Lord Maul drifts off into a deep, exhausted sleep he smiles and once more I kiss his beautiful mouth before I, in turn sleep.