All hands

The biter

Prince of Darkness

Up tight

Doin alright

Hunger bare

About to snare

One pretty thing

Thirsty yearning

Needing more

Setting the lure

Here pretty, pretty

Come to me

Let me taste

Your wine laced

In red blood

As emotions flood

Your body

We'll have a party

As I take your soul

Me so bold

The devil incarnate

Prince of Darkness

Fangs glisten

As you listen

To my whispers

Of Immortal vespers

Mine now

For all time

Ethan Radcliff ©2015

Death Riders the series

Evil Swords

Swords held high

Reason clear why

Evil comes

Battles to be won

On your knees

Yes his enemies

Hearts on fire

Deaths required

But beauty saves

His evil ways

Blood on blood

Love’s shrouded hood

Can beauty win?

Repent his sins

Time will only tell

The devil’s place in hell

She’ll raise a hand

Take a stand

Bring him down

Utters not a sound

For love is tarnished

Finished

For evil must pay

As demons do play

A hand she’ll extend

Makes him bend

Will love conquer?

Can love be stronger?

Wings are extended

His beauty so splendid

He’s a product of hell

Only time will tell

Evil or the good

Can he be misunderstood?

Evil will rage on

Her love an innocent pawn

Only one can pray

She’ll not rue the day

His sword did pierce

His heart so fierce

Ethan Radcliff © 2015

DID YOU KNOW

You found it...L I C K S

SORROW...

A thought, a snippet a prelude? You tell me?

Sorrow...

Torn between real life and his dreams, Tony drove himself crazy. He would wake up in the dark recesses of the night, sweating with need. She, lived in his dreams. He wanted to crawl into that dream night after night, to touch her, to feel himself inside her, but she was just out of his reach. Reality was becoming a blur.

How do you catch a dream? How do you live a dream? Tony could only think he was losing his mind. Did he care? No, not until he had her, whether in a dream or not, he'd find a way.

When he woke up, it was three a.m. and his head was pounding. Damn he'd had too much to drink the night before and he'd had some people wondering if he checked his brains at the door. One young woman reminded him of his dream girl, short auburn hair and green eyes. He was sure it was her, come to life and ending his misery.  Yeah, he grabbed her and kissed her, well maybe slobbered all over her, he was that drunk.

He pushed the pillow behind his head, damn his cock was hard that morning wood got home very time. He went to scratch his balls and knew he needed relief. Stroking himself slowly felt good, then he increased his rhythm and his hold. He pushed down the sheets so he'd shoot his wad on himself and not his new clean sheets. 

Pull after pull on his hard dick brought him closer and his mind focused on the gorgeous auburn haired women he'd been dreaming of the last few months. The coral tips of her full breasts filled his erotic soaked mind. How he wanted more. He imagined being between her silky thighs and how she'd taste. He could see the soft pink fold of her cunt, glistening and beckoning him to her. The more he fantasized the closer her got to nirvana. When he couldn't stand the sweet torture anymore he let it happen. His cock jerked spewing his cum all over his taunt abdomen. 

"Ah fuck!" he yelled.

"Who are you? Where are you?" he asked into thin air.

His whole body relaxed. All his energy went into one orgasm, perhaps today he'd be able to keep his mind clear of a certain dream girl.

Tony Rizzo was not losing his mind. Sometimes dreams are a portal...to where no one is quite sure.

to be continued.....

Ethan Radcliff 2015