Desire of the Beast

    Desire of the Beast

    When the moon takes me
    I am a beast.
    Muscle and sinew,
    hunger and lust.

    I hunt tonight
    and you are my prey
    I crave your submission, your flesh,
    so warm and soft.

    I hear you breathing.
    I smell your fear.
    But your warmth beckons to me
    and fires my blood.

    I will taste you, smell you,
    feel you, breathe you.
    I will mark you with tooth and claw
    claiming you as mine.

    My scent consumes you.
    Lust clouds your mind.
    You will submit to me.
    Surrender to the moon's call.

    You scream in pain and pleasure
    as my teeth graze your skin,
    as I give in to my savage urges
    and taste your desire.

    Your skin, flushed with passion,
    enrages my lust,
    stirs my hunger,
    and I must have you.

    You bare yourself,
    naked, vulnerable and waiting
    for me to take you,
    to make you mine.

    You whimper at my size,
    my roughness, my heat.
    You feel me inside of you
    and you feel the hunger as I do.

    You cry out for me,
    and I respond to your fragile voice,
    panting and growling
    as I bite your supple neck.

    Your heart pulses,
    your breath quickens,
    your eyes flare
    as you burn with me.

    We join together in untamed rapture,
    a tangle of limbs and lust.
    You and I cease to be,
    there is only us.

    We lay together
    panting, sated
    but soon we part
    until the moon overcomes me once more.