Sexy Vampires Novels & Stories

The woman who took from him what no one else had done before or ever thought would happen with him—she made him hers. Simply put, she could do whatever she pleased. Of course, she couldn't stop thinking for a long time that neither of them used protection, but Rebekah had told her that Melia was like Fox and herself, a kind of Demon Losthos: immortal beings who never get sick, never make others sick, and above all, cannot reproduce because they are dead. Anyway... And now, thinking about that woman... Where is she? He wondered when he decided to let the sun win this time. She wasn't by his right side; only the pillow slightly out of place and the sheets, like the rest, were wrinkled.

"Well damn, but she never sleeps long. I'll hang around until she's awake." "Cool. Her eyes have been changing. You gotta see it!" "I can't wait. I'm pulling up to the drive." "Use the key, and Mara? I'm sorry but the succubus … she's not been fed—and I'm really hungry … both ways." I felt her sigh but not totally in displeasure. The succubus surpassed sexual orientation. As far as I could tell none of my ladies were anything but heterosexual and yet any of them would gladly have sex with me. In the past we've pushed the envelope more times than I can count.

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.

I scented sarcasm and it fluttered through my ears. I stopped midway and turned around to face her. She was now sitting properly on the couch, staring straight at me. "If I feel horny, I don't care if it's daytime or nighttime. I also don't care where. I can fvck a woman anywhere in my house. Even on that hard couch!" as I pointed at the sofa she was sitting on, she hastily got up feeling disgusted. Her mouth grimaced at the impact of getting up abruptly. Obviously, her hips were hurt.

Swinging my urumi in rapid circles, I cut into the outer layers of bloodsuckers, but as fast as the thin steel blades flay out pieces of undead flesh leaving dark magic flames to consume them, new vampires are porting in, all of them hellbent on getting to Sylvia. The shrieks of the burning pierce the air accompanied by cries of victory from my other sisters as their own battles end and they emerge into the center of the house, enraged and lusting for more. Six of us strike at ground level trying to get to Sylvia, with Jenny still covering us from above, but in the end, she’s overwhelmed. The filthy bloodsucker who gets to her—a dark-haired smokey-eyed male wearing casual clothes and a black

Then again she pretty much thinks that everything is a big deal, that's just how she is. I glanced down at her, watching her chest steadily rise and fall. The heat that her body gave off was one of the main reasons that I didn't mind sleeping with her at my side. I'm sure that most vampires have a guilty pleasure when it comes to the heat of their pets, whether they're willing to admit it or not. Something about it was addicting to be around and difficult to let go of once you had it.. I let out a quiet sigh. I needed to get up fairly soon. I had yet another meeting with the committee today to discuss this month's blood collection, while Xander took care of his half.

Panic surged through her veins as she pressed the accelerator, the engine roaring in protest. Before she could process what was happening, the SUV swerved, cutting her off and forcing her to the side of the road. The world outside her window blurred into a haze of fear and confusion. Two men emerged from the vehicle, their intentions clear in the predatory glint of their eyes. Desire's breath caught in her throat as she fumbled for her phone, her mind racing with thoughts of escape.

I am a succubus, and during my heat cycle, I must have sex with a partner to survive. After rescuing a serpentfolk man, a species renowned in the beast-kin world for possessing the most potent sexual prowess of all, I used the favor to make him help me through my heat. And just as I was clinging to him again, begging him to take care of my needs, a stream of scrolling comments flashed before my eyes: [The villainess doesn't even realize she's been hate-sexed this whole time! The male lead despises her for defiling his body!]

“Brave. Or stupid. Come on. I’ll give you the tour.” He didn’t touch her at first. Just walked her through the lounges. One room had a massive glass wall looking into a scene already in progress—three bodies tangled on silk sheets, moans muffled by the thick glass. Maya’s thighs pressed together as she watched a woman arch between two men, one buried in her mouth, the other fucking her slow and deep. “Like what you see?” Victor asked, stepping close behind her. His breath brushed her ear. “It’s… intense.”

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”