Sweet Like Candy In My Veins Novels & Stories

Concern etched Nirvana's features as she inquired, "Are you alright, milord?" "I am fine, my old friend," Andrew assured her, attempting to expel the venom from his system, though some had already slipped down his throat. Its taste, distinct from Diana's blood, possessed a peculiar sweetness that was oddly enticing. As it coursed through his veins, a potent surge of vitality surged within him, awakening his senses and stirring something dormant within him, an unforeseen darkness slowly unfurling and encroaching upon his being.

“Do you hear how fast it’s going?” I don’t answer him. I’m lost in a kind of ecstasy that borders on an orgasm. “When her blood thickens and her heart slows down, you need to stop. That’s why we don’t bite into big veins or arteries, they bleed out too fast and we barely get any nourishment.” I can barely hear anything Aldric is saying. The warm blood is like a drug. I want more and more of it. The best part is when her blood starts to thicken up a bit and her heart slows down. The blood tastes different, richer somehow.

I got you before so I'll get you again. Zack's Pov. That woman is annoying. Why did she come back here? We are here at the bar today with my friends. Many women seduce me but I don't budge. I won't shoot women until I've finished what I'm doing to Angel as if my monkey friends dare. "Dude what's up with the sweetness prank of a ZACK ERVIN, does it work?" crazy question of Zyrone. "Of course. Because we know that woman really likes me hahaha," I replied proudly to them.

I whip myself around to face him, "Give me my daily dose of snow— now." Raze whips out a syringe of my snow, and hands it over to me, "Here, boss." I push up the sleeve of my coat, flexing my arm until my veins come into view. Then I stab the needle into my vein, momentarily closing my eyes. For a heartbeat, nothing happens, then— Boom. Warmth explodes in my veins like liquid fire in my dry veins. It reaches my heart in seconds, slamming hard once, then twice. The rush surges upwards to my neck, climbing to my skull, exploding fragments of sweet bliss in my brain.

she begged. I didn't have time to dig deeper before she smashed our lips together. Those soft, silky lips devoured me. Burning me from the inside and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. Snaking my hand around her waist and pulling her flush against me as I tugged on her bottom lip, colliding my tongue with hers. The taste of strawberry daiquiri tickling my taste buds from the sweetness she emits. It was euphoric, my brain, a mess with only thoughts of her as our lips danced together. A gentle slow dance that heated and turned into something sensual.

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“It’s been forever. Where’ve you been?!” “Around.” I moved to the counter, lowering my voice. “I need candy. The sweetest kind you have.” The sweeter it was, the more potent. The stronger and more likely to make me forget. “Sure thing.” Gummie ducked below the counter, a few seconds later, she came back up with a small bag. “These are pricey though. Like, really pricey. But there’s nothing else like them on the market right now. Pure, clean, strong as hell.”

Although I tried to just shrug it off, I know that won’t do good. I sip from my glass, eyes shut. Trying to contain myself when the rust taste of blood hit my tongue. It’s probably because I am not used by its taste anymore. My father would probably kill me if he knew that I am not drinking the supply of blood he’s given to me, in my daily basis. “So I need something sweet to drown the rust taste off of my mouth. Hmm…” I hummed to myself while finding some sweets in my fridge. My eyes landed to a chocolate syrup that I didn’t know I bought myself one. But screw it. “This would do.” I said.

"You're consuming me in every way." Everything is all just too much to bear, too much to contain. My brain is feeling so hazy as I continue to shiver, sinking my fangs deeper into that beautiful vein in his neck, enjoying the intoxicating feeling of his blood moving past my lips and down my throat. The metallic taste with its underlying sweetness floods my senses, heightening everything around me—the scent of our bodies, the sound of our skin meeting, the feeling of him inside me.

Oh yeah, vampire saliva could be used as a way to induce rapid healing or help lower the pain so I sucked on her lower lip, enjoying the moan that escaped her. It made me want more so I sucked harder on her lip, my growing erection trapped in my pants. What I would give to feel her inner walls fluttering around me, milking my—fuck, I had to stop thinking so much. “How is my blood?” she whispered, her breath tickling my ear. I grinned. “The usual copper taste but there’s also this sweetness to it”