Her reason for being there was hers alone. Against the white snow her red cape was like a slash of blood. The blue of her eyes seemed to be like two blue gems in the white of her face and her lips the red of rubies or maybe the color of blood.
She looked into my face seeing my feelings...the love...the fear. Yet, as she approached with her red lips parting and the white of her fangs peeking, I didn't run.
Now it has been years and there is not a night when the white snow returns and covers the ground that I don't think of her. The bloody slash of her cape, those blue jeweled yes the lips the color of rubies and those white fangs... I smiled in remembrance letting mine show just a little again in remembrance of the white fangs that cushioned by the ruby red lips as they came at me. Her lips and hand were on me touching me sliding between my clothes to grab at my hardened sex. It was cold but I didn't feel it only her cool hand circling me kneading me into responsing. The bodice of her gown slid down exposing large white mounds of pink nippled breasts as she pulled up the skirt of her dress and saddle herself on me. Enclosing my sex in a sheaf of cold throbbing flesh that seemed to come alive. She started to ride me with her breasts bare to my eyes and the cold. I found myself fondling them as she rode me in the cold and snow that was so like her. Her nipples were pink mountain tops of flesh that got darker as she rode me. Then I heard the wind roaring in my blood and I was lost as she took from me my desire, my heat and then more. With her golden blond hair flying in the wind, bare breasted, my cock between us she screamed as she came. Her cold flesh convulsed round my sex as she sank her fangs into my neck and I rolled my eyes back in orgasmic bliss.
I saw stars as my body gave its release to her in the cave of her ice sex and her mouth. She rode me until there was no more to give.
Later,when they found me, I was frozen, naked in the snow with blood frozen in patches on my neck and between my legs. They say that I looked to be in the most gentle of sleeps in spite of what they found. Three nights later as the snow gathered and fell from the sky she came for me...ruby red lips and all.
The end or is it?