Through the night she glides, her hunger knowing no bounds. Searching for prey in the dark recesses of a town filled with lustful intent. Her hair is as dark as a raven wing, and her eyes feline born. Lips are full and red. Breasts lush, body made for lusting. She is hunter, is in heat and satisfied it shall be.
She materializes in shadow to find what she craves. Into the steamy bar she walks and people stop in their tracks as she walks by. Many are mesmerized by this feline creature that oozes sensuality and heat. She takes her strategic position in a dark corner to watch for prey.
Her eyes scan the bar for one who will sustain her. Nothing but teeny boppers meets her intense gaze. A boy tries to hit on her, but her gaze and mental message send him off to pursue others of his own kind.
She seeks a man grown, one who can help her satisfy her lusts. She is hidden in a lightless place for the moment, carefully observing him. She spots him enter the bar, and her nipples harden. He is handsome, he is fit and she almost drools over the possibility. She sends out her siren call and he looks up, searching the faces in the crowded bar, and across the dance floor he searches. She then walks toward him, the sweeping light catching her eyes just right. He freezes like a rabbit in the light, his eyes upon her. She holds his gaze and never wavers. She stands before him and looks deeply into his mortal eyes. She draws a long finger down his cheek and licks her beautiful red lips. She hungers and he is dinner.
He gazes down at the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, not knowing that she is but an illusion, for to each man she looks different; that's part of her disguise. She takes hold of his shirt and pulls him to her dark niche in the back of the room. She dumps him in the booth and straddles his lap. Her perfect mouth captures his and her lush body grinds against him. He moans out in pleasure as euphoria fills his brain. His hands she roughly places upon breasts full and round. Her hips grind on his lap as her passion and need rises. Her mouth is upon his neck, not caring if she leaves marks there.
She rises up and rips open his shirt, buttons flying everywhere, she cares not. Her hungry mouth greedily devours his nipples as he nearly bends in two from the sensations. Her teeth leave bite marks and welts here, but he doesn't feel them. All he feels is bliss.
A waitress comes over to take an order and is met with blinding, glowing eyes and a snarling hiss. She flees the scene not remembering it seconds later. The Night Angel yanks open the front of her dress, exposing her large breasts and he grabs them roughly to suckle the large dark nipples there. She throws her head back in bliss as he does. Her fingernails clutch his shoulders drawing blood to the surface.
He bites and sucks, leaving marks of his own. Never has he known such primal lust and he revels in it. She seems to ooze down onto the floor from on his lap to lewdly
caress this man's mahogany hard cock. She rubs her face all over the front like a cougar in rut then viciously bites open the zipper with her powerful mouth.