Romans & histoires Desmond Book Vampire

I explained. “Mate? Servants? Camps? What the hell happened in the last month? None of this sounds like you!” He said angrily. “Deep breath. Ready?” I asked, more to myself than to him. “Go ahead.” Denny answered curtly. “I’m a concubus, Dennis. So was Indie. The reason Drayce…. I mean Patrick, took me is that he works with a male concubus called a Vasili. He’s a king of the desire demons, incubi, succubae, and concubi.”

I moan loudly as his nose presses against my skin as he uses his lips and tongue to eat me out. "Please can I cum Master?" I beg after a while of increasingly intense sucking and licking. Damon pulls back and looks up at my desperate face with a smirk. "Not yet," he says before he plants his face back between my legs. I moan and tip my head back as his tongue goes into my hole and swirls around. He moves up to suck on my dick as his tongue zigzags across my hole. Warm pleasure builds up and drives me closer to the edge as Master keeps going.

“And you brought me exactly what I wanted.” Nova whimpered, burying her face against my neck. My arms tightened instinctively. The door slammed inward with a crash, and light from outside sliced across the floor. Shadows poured in rifles raised, boots heavy, the noose pulling tighter. Desmond staggered, blood dripping freely now, but he didn’t lower his weapon. His gaze flicked to me once steady, unflinching, almost gentle and I felt it like a brand. He knew and he’d already decided. The door slammed off its hinges, and the warehouse erupted.

He knew their paths would diverge, their destinies forever apart, but the memory of their intimate encounter would forever be imprinted upon his immortal soul. With a final, longing glance, the vampire silently departed, melting into the shadows with a blend of longing and melancholy. Amira stirred from her slumber, her eyes fluttering open, as if awakening from a dream. A radiant smile graced her lips, unaware of the nocturnal visitor who had gifted her with an awakening, both sensual and profound. ________________________________

she replied, glancing at Theo with concern. Before they could react, a figure leaped out from the shadows. It was a vampire. He lunged at Theo, knocking him down and sinking his teeth into his leg. Theo cried out in pain, trying to fight off the attacker. Sarah acted swiftly, leaping at them and trying to slash at the vampire whose reflexes were faster than she could keep up with.

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

The Vampire wished to see me? I quickly skipped to her side, "Um, excuse me," I began in a soft voice, "The vampire? What is he like?" She chuckled, "oh, he is mysterious, almost dark and ominous. he loves to play games." I gulped loudly, she chuckled again. "Don't be frighten, miss. I'm sure your meeting will go well." Don't be frightened.easy for her to say. She halted at the door and knocked twice.

I ran out before she could ask more questions. Luckily no one stopped me from leaving when they saw the basket I was holding. They probably thought that I went out for herb gathering. The moment I stepped outside the park area, I ran as fast as I could, sprinting through the forest. A gray figure flashed and blocked me. It was a werewolf. "Who are you?" I asked worriedly. The figure's body contracted, and it shifted into a blonde-haired man. "Desmond," the name rang in my brain. He was a very evil man and always enjoys torturing the omegas. I remembered in the future he will try to rape me and was caught; Damian was angry and sentenced him to death.

Desmond’s POV “What you all have here is beautiful. The idea of anything threatening it… of me personally being connected to its destruction…” I stroke my fingers along her scalp. “Nothing is going to be destroyed on my watch. Neither humans nor vampires have managed yet, despite some of their best efforts.” “Vampires?” She shivers. “But they’re one-in-a-million.” “They’re a lot more common than you think. You’ve probably encountered a dozen of them without realizing. They excel at camouflage.”

Desmond defiantly responded. "As you wish," Jorge sneered. "Are you trying to kill Lord Alexander's Doctor? I'm sure you can't do that because you know if you try, Lord Alexander will order the low-rank vampires to cut your head off," A growl came from the other side of the door, and my heart rate quickened. Desmond was really fighting for me, even though he barely knew me. It only proved to me what I already knew - that Desmond was a good man with a good heart.