My Vampire Husband Wants To Bite Me Every Night Novels & Stories

He’s tall enough that even with the both of us kneeling—me on his lap, seating on his huge, pulsing shaft under the night sky—he can see straight down my body. I can literally smell the tension oozing off him as he catches sight of the blood traveling down from my neck to my chest. His eyes flash black. “Did you bite yourself?” He grates out, in a voice so rough, it makes me shudder. Gods, I’ve made a mistake. What the hell was I thinking bleeding in the presence of a vampire? “How the fuck is that any of your business?” I retort. The bite in my tone has more to do with me being impatient that he’s stopped moving than him questioning me.

“Bite her. It will help her calm down.” Although my wife’s coughing subsided, she was still bleeding, causing me to try what he suggested and bite where I marked her. My wife didn’t stop me as she knew she needed it too. When I retracted my fangs on her, I caressed her face gently, and she nodded. It worked; she calmed down. “What did you do to me there?” With a hoarse voice, my wife managed to ask the vampire man who prepared something for her.

I wanted him stretched and pliant for me. I wanted it to feel good for him. Good enough for him to want me forever. So we'd spent the entire night sucking each other off, rubbing each other, and doing everything but Fucking. He smiled and I kissed him again. "Don't worry, I will do well to prep you first," I whispered in his ears before biting his lobe. He was red with embarrassment. "Well, can we spend the day talking about you being a vampire?" he asked, trying to deflect, and I let him.

"Our daughter is happy and asleep. Come to bed." "Fine, first thing in the morning we are on the phone with every vampire we know. I don't want to hurt our daughter by giving her the wrong blood." "Her father's blood won't be wrong for her. It's just weird. We will adjust and figure it out. Together." He kissed my lips, pulling me out of the bedroom and down the hall to our room. "You're too good to me, mate." I whispered over his lips. "I love this body and all the ways it excites me." I pushed him to the bed and climbed between his legs. "My turn to please you, lover."

The first day she was introduced to him at her father's coven: 'I hate vampires so much. It disgusts me that I have to get married to you, but for your own sake, I hope our fathers are not making a big mistake.' His words to her in the room when she had just reached the pack 'The last thing I'd ever want to do is consummate with a vampire. The mere thought of it was unimaginable.' And that very day he slapped her; she could never forget it. Several nights after that incident, she dreamed of it and woke up still feeling the sting on her face.

She made it! I took two blood-refilling pills from the drawer and placed them on Echo's lips, hoping that she would swallow them to help her heal the wounds. But she was too hurt to be conscious to swallow medicine. I could only... When my lips touched hers, I felt my own internal thing trembling, of course I meant my heart inside of my chest. After I blew the pills to her, and made sure she had taken them, I still didn’t want remove my lips from her two soft warm ones. The temperature made me so addicted, simply unable to think anything else. It turned out that I, a Vampire,the most powerful Duke, was also a creature who longed for temperature.

“But I guess we can try to get to know each other a little better-” Before I could finish, he yanked me into his arms. My eyes widened and my face grew hot. I let out a small whimper, which made him loosen his arms around me and I pulled slightly away to look at him. His normally cheerful hazel eyes had changed their color to a darker shade. I gulped. “I said t-try knowing each other first!” I cried out in alarm. My hands flew to his chest to push him away but it was futile. Damn pureblooded vampires!

A searing pain flooded through me, slowly replaced with pure pleasure as he sunk in his fangs and gently lapped at the bits of blood that seeped out. This was a normal thing for him. Nearly every time he'd been intimate with me he made it a thing to taste my blood, saying the flavor aroused him deeply. He'd tried to convince me to do the same as it was normal for vampire couples but I'd never been able to bring myself to do it. Julian's purrs pulled me from my thoughts, his jaw tightening as did his finger motions. My muscles clenched as the intense arousal swam through my veins.

The old vampire was startled to see enforcer insignias at his door. He cross-referenced the registration and nodded. "A human woman came to see me a few days ago. Said her vampire husband suffered from chronic blood thirst. She wanted to learn how to prepare tonics suited to his constitution." "She never showed up for her first lesson, though. I tried to reach her afterward, but got no response." He pulled out his course notes. "She chose the blood thirst specialization. Very few students ever pick that track — it's too obscure for most."

He scoff and sat down, I rolled my eyes as I went and joined him, I sat beside him and opened the first aid box, he watched as I brought out gloves and wore it, “What are you doing?” “Dressing your wound of course, or should I let them get infected” “You did it, who goes around biting their husband, except vampires and dogs” “You started it” I glared at him, “Who knew you were a vampire, I thought you're only crazy” He sighed making a pouty face, “Do you want another bite?” “Of course not,” He smiled nervously, I continued to dress his wounds, “My leave will end tomorrow, I have something to tell you after that”