Erotic Vampire Novels & Stories

"Simple. I was bitten and then fed my sire's blood. Now I am a vampire." "Sire? Who?... did you turn me?" "My sire doesn't matter... He is dead. I staked him. Got tired of his constant need for me to bring him fresh blood... incompetent old bastard... And yes, that is why you are here. You are my vampire. My vampire sex slave... hehehe" "I'm a vampire," asked Erin. "Wait! I am what?" "Sex slave, get used to the idea," murmured Percival. "You mine until I decide that you are of no more use to me."

He had an erection that shined with lubricant and was angling it toward her rear until suddenly penetrating her as she sucked the other off. She gasped, massaging the male vampire's erection with her lips even more vigor and causing him to roar out in ecstasy. He shuddered in an orgasm as she was now being fucked hard by the other. The one taking her ass leaned down and latched onto her shoulder, holding her there with his fangs.

Margaret slightly moved her lips: "What if, what if he loves Eron?" Collie wanted to answer that it couldn't be, but at that moment Eron's irresistible beauty made him pause to think. It is true that the sexual need is not high, but the Vampire instinct is always towards perfect beauty, and that girl is so beautiful that anyone looking at them wants to own it.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

I started to panic . "Terry, can I ask you something then?" My heart laced in fear as I noticed that his eyes were now filled with both lust and hunger. I have to change the topic. "By all means." "How did you know that Alex and his brothers had taken an herb?" I inhaled deeply. He rubbed his jawline. His fixed jawline, his bright blue eyes that looked so good with his disheveled brown hair. He was a breath taking vampire. However, his looks could never comprehend that cruel heartless personality of him.

Making me shiver and he thinks it's because I feel good so he fondles the other breast and rolls my nipple. The magically created bond makes me moan at the sparks that crosses my skin were we connect. "What's your name" I almost pant my question at him. "Taro" He answers and smile and kisses me hard on my mouth and I gasp when one of the vampires pinch my clit. He puts his tongue in my mouth and he explore my mouth and I can feel he is becoming aroused and I think of ice, a lot of ice. The door opens and my sister practically screams. "Stop"

Raising my head, I witnessed his enchanting pools of hypnotism drenched in crimson blood as if his vampire side were on the mission to seduce any woman in his reach. He looked different and more attractive than usual, he sniffed me closely. “That’s mine! My beloved!” Damn it! Beloved was the term used by the vampires to address their soulmates, like Erasthai in the lycans. But why the hell was Dylan calling me that? Had he lost it? I couldn’t get an answer to my query; meanwhile, Vincent swiftly shifted to his lycan form, pulling me closer to his chest. “Mine! My Erasthai!”

“That’s it, my love, right there! I’m coming! I’m coming!” Eric smiles and accelerates his thrusts even more. I ride his cock and pull his hair. I arch my back, tighten my legs around Eric while I scream at my orgasm that hits me in waves again and again. Eric continues his thrusts until they become erratic, and he screams my name as he buries his canines into my neck. The mark, Eric, has marked me, and I see how everything around me darkens and I fall into oblivion.

he says. “You called her a mutt!” Tanya spits out. “She’s my friend. That’s what she is, and you insulted her.” “Tanya,” I say, trying to warn her. Vampires aren’t as strong as werewolves, but they’re impossibly fast. It makes battles between our factions difficult to win on either side. However, Vasile surprises me. “My apologies. I did not mean to insult Erika Edwards’s friend. Perhaps we can start again,” he says, extending his hand to me. “I am Vasile Northway, the owner of Essence.”