Filthy Rich Vampires Book 4 Novels & Stories

He crawled over me like a predator, pushing my sundress up and ripping my panties off completely. “Spread your legs, Em. Let me see how messy my cum made this pretty cunt.” I obeyed, blushing as I opened my thighs wide. His cum had leaked everywhere, coating my swollen folds and inner thighs. Alex groaned deeply, a low, hungry sound that made me throb. “Look at that. My dirty little slut, full of my load.” He dove down and dragged his tongue slowly up my slit, tasting our mixed juices. “Mmm fuck, we taste so good together.”

the thin vampire said, stepping closer, "the baby isn't yours either. It belongs to Lucian Aion. And since he just publicly rejected you, that makes this child... unclaimed property." "Children aren't property!" I snarled. The female vampire's grip tightened until I saw spots. "In our world, little humans, everything is property. Including you." She raised her other hand, her nails elongating into claws. "Now hold still. This will only hurt... Well, actually, it's going to hurt a lot." I closed my eyes, my hand pressed protectively over my stomach. This was it. This was how I died. I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry.

I scream and scream as the pain only seems to be increasing, and that’s when I hear him, his raspy voice as he whispers, “Bloodgift… Drink.” I still feel the pain, but as that copper-tasting liquid runs down the back of my throat, the pain starts to decline and my body relaxes. I try to open my eyes as the copper liquid stops and then his touch is gone from where he was holding me and I hear a painful hiss. I can’t seem to hold on to consciousness as I am pulled back into the darkness. The next time I woke, I was back in the original room/cell that Vlad had put me in when they first had taken me and Prince Riley. Vlad still made me try to remove my back door from their server, but still, wit

I glanced inside without meaning to. Blood — not the emergency-room kind, but the gourmet kind vampires paid ridiculous money for. Private-clinic blends, labeled by source, freshness, and serving temperature, delivered from the city like humans ordered wine or artisan coffee. Some drank it chilled. Some had it warmed. Some probably claimed they could taste notes of cherry, smoke, or whatever nonsense rich vampires said to sound refined. Something stirred at the base of my throat. A pull, like hunger but sharper — and wrong. I closed the bag fast and stepped back.

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

Lena ground down harder and came too, flooding my mouth with her girl-cum as I licked desperately. They kept fucking me through it, drawing out every last spasm until I was a twitching, cum-drenched wreck. Finally, they pulled out. Cum poured from my ass in thick white rivers. My pussy gaped wide, red and ruined, the fresh ink declaring me Slade’s Filthy Cumdump glistening with my squirt. Slade pulled me into his lap, kissing me possessively while Lena gently cleaned my face with her tongue. “You’re ours now, Ciara,” Slade murmured against my lips. “Every time you look at these tattoos, you’ll remember how we broke you… and how you begged for more.”

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

She couldn't believe how this man had treated her earlier and how he was treating her now. "Oh! Now I get it. Just because I refused your demands on bed, you wanted to get rid of me? I thought other men, probably human males are like this but thank you for letting me know that a vampire can be a misogynist too. Your book didn't have this written in it but I will add this in the note section. My retrieval was indeed good for me." She slammed her palms on the table, gaining Alaric's attention, she gritted her teeth and threw her batch of PA. Alaric was shocked but he smirked and in a blink of an eye, he pulled Adriana's hair and threw her on the chair. Adriana's eyes widened in horror as she s

he replied, and was surprised to realize how gravelly his own voice had become. They reached the top of the hill, walked across the wide marble plaza and up a long flight of marble steps leading to the temple entrance. Standing guard under the portico were a dozen huge vampires, dressed in all black. They wore elaborate velvet cloaks, despite the heat, with a broad red sash crossing over them. They hissed back in greeting, and Sam could see their long fangs protruding. He looked down and saw their hands were irregular: each had only two fingers and a thumb, long and pointy, with nails that stretched for inches and were sharpened to a point. Their skin was stark white, and covered in blisters