Lesbian Vampire Seduction Novels & Stories

The room filled with wet sounds and muffled moans. She came first again, grinding down hard on my face, thighs clamping around my head as her cunt pulsed and flooded my tongue. I kept licking until she shuddered and lifted off, then flipped around so we were face to face. She kissed me, sharing the taste of both of us, then reached into the nightstand and pulled out the thick purple dildo she kept hidden there. “On your hands and knees,” she said. “I’m going to fuck you with this until you can’t think.”

We could all smell her sexual arousal. The Queen's eyes were fixed on us, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and sexual desires. Her whispers turned to soft moans, her body swaying unconsciously to the rhythm. The scent of her desire wafted through the air. I could feel the heat emanating from her, trying to draw me in, she was a siren like me, but I was stronger. My men closed in around me, their movements becoming more fluid, more seductive. The Queen's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a primal longing. I knew in that moment, that she was ours, completely entranced by the raw power of our Mayan Vampiric dance.

Inside the hidden vampire mansion, the rooms were dark and very cold. Lord Lucas sat on his large bed while three beautiful vampire women tried to make him feel good. They were very sexy and they wore very little clothing, but Lucas did not look happy at all. He had a deep frown on his pale face as he watched them work to give him pleasure.

Amira, a young woman of ethereal beauty, lay in peaceful slumber upon the silken sheets, her chest rising and falling with each tranquil breath. Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, the vampire approached with a hushed reverence. His eyes, filled with a mixture of desire and longing, beheld her delicate features, bathed in the moon's tender caress. His heart, frozen in time, quickened with anticipation.

Thank God for these dim lights; nobody can see or notice anything. I continue grinding against her, and she grinds against my crotch. She enjoys the excitement too, rubbing against me and smiling mischievously. This heat between us keeps escalating. I can't hold back any longer; I pull her towards me, turning her to face me, and I kiss her passionately. My hand instinctively moves to her buttocks, squeezing firmly. That naughty girl grabs my penis and starts caressing it over my pants.

The Cosasi Vampires have no shame when it comes to sex, screwing publicly whenever they feel like it, not caring about who sees them. Queen Lamia’s wine-like eyes roam my body, and I realize I am naked. She might think she can hide her feelings well, but I can still smell her, and I know what she wants. Maybe I can make a deal with her. My body in exchange for letting Red free. “Sit,” she says as I look at her. The spell is still active, and I can’t move. “Sit!” she yells. I lie on the marble floor, looking at her. She snaps her fingers, and Mircea appears from behind her throne.

Her hands flew to her mouth, stifling a scream. “Damian, what happened?” she asked, her voice trembling. I moved towards her, my heart heavy with the weight of everything that had transpired. “Abigail, I… I couldn’t stop him. Bastian—he’s different now. The vampire blood changed him.” She looked at me, confusion and anger mixing in her eyes. “Changed him? What do you mean?” “Bastian isn’t just a werewolf anymore. He’s a tribrid—a vampire, werewolf, and siphon witch. When he saw Asmeral’s blood, he couldn’t control himself,” I explained, my voice choked with guilt.

I was a woman but still a vampire after all. Dermott dipped a strawberry in champagne. He split it in half with his fingers and handed one half off to Christos. Each of them rubbed the wine-soaked berry all over one of my nipples. At first, I nearly jumped out of my seat, but Theron's hands on my shoulders, softly caressing me from behind, stilled my surprised movement. When Dermott and Christos each leaned down to lick the juice and champagne off my nipples, the double stimulation made me moan. I arched up into their mouths, barely noticing as they slid me forward on the lounge until Theron could slip between me and the back of the chair, his long legs splayed out on either side of me and h

That's how Debora managed to disconnect from her mother's life, she left there in search of an adventure with a demon, that's how she discovered the debauchery of the flames, Andaluz was perfect. The exchanges of couples in that mansion were so intense, in which the men were lost in their own pleasures, their games of seduction, in which everyone there was exchanging with these women, who were succubae, incubi involved in their games. All these people were sexy to anyone who came looking for them, there was no way they could refuse. Using lust as the force of his brutally mysterious desires, of great and countless secrets the size of his ego... in which another part of him thought about his

His lips skillfully played and tasted the sweetness of her lips. Siena let the warmth of Alfonso’s body wrap around her body like a blanket. She refused to think anymore, she just wanted to let her desire win this time. When Alfonso drew back from her lips, she suddenly felt empty. “Alf…, I want you tonight…,” Siena whispered in the most seductive voice. Oh, my…. She wondered what had gotten into her. Since when did she learn to seduce a man like this? Alfonso looked at her wide-eyed, unable to believe his ears. “Cherry…, are you sure…?”