The Vamps Smut Novels & Stories

He waved his hand in a dismissive manner. "Are you referring to our Mate bond? Is that what you are experiencing?" Jayce crossed his arms across his chest as he sat back in his seat. "Yes, that." Dante said. "I don't know if what we experience is the same as Vampires. Do you have a Mate bond?" Jayce asked him curiously. Dante shrugged. He never cared to know about what his followers were going through when it came to silly things such as love. When he didn't respond, Jayce continued.

It was taking almost all of my remaining strength, which wasn’t much to begin with, to not throw myself at him. “Vampires inject aphrodisiac into our prey whenever we feed,” he began to explain, leaning in close enough that his breath was tickling my lips. Upon noticing that his antics were indeed affecting me, a confident smirk broke out on his face. “That way, the process would be pleasurable for both of us.” A blush crept up to my cheeks. With my hands on his chest, I immediately pushed him away, but I couldn’t even get him to budge with how weak my body felt. “Just get it over with so I can leave.”

Those sexy boots, a tight black shirt, and a very short black skirt. There is a link between sex and violence. That was pretty much how vamps and wolves dealt with each other. Jace caught up her scent as he closed in on her, separating the mild scent of her skin from the booze, sweat, and cigarettes in the air. The vampire had a lovely, enticing scent. Her species had a habit of doing so. The better to lure their prey in for that deadly bite. But she was— well, more. He cocked his head in her direction. "Leave him."

"She wants to be bathed in cum." "I do," panted Abigail. "Please, Sire, cover me. I'm your filthy whore. Your cum slut." "No," Damien groaned. "Abigail." The vampire's smirking triumph never faltered from his lips as his white cum exploded out and covered Abigail's face. His wife enjoyed it, opening her mouth and catching the raining cum while more lines dribbled down her face. "Let me go and fight me!" Damien snarled. "Be a man."

“Look here are the bottles you smash into the vampires or submerge your weapon in when attacking. I labeled them, and they are Purple V for the vampires. Green Z for Zombies are what I used to help at least subdue them. However, I don't know how effective it may work on them due to their makeup.” “Amber that is terrific. I looked up some information my good friend Marco had provided me about attacking them. He said chopping off their head and burning them has been working so far. However, he told me they are very strong, very resilient, and seem driven by orders.” Alex adds while examining her bottles of mixtures she had put together.

Demika chips in a rhetorical question that’s placed somewhere in-between sarcasm and curiosity. It is no news that the Vampyres don’t come out during the day. However, the Adam twins are different—they do come out whenever they wish, only, they decide not to, just to avoid unnecessary familiarity.

To disable the hidden cameras and laser fences, they needed a couple of good security technicians. The vampire queen smirked. She was not weak like Vlad and his father; she was much more powerful. This pack had been the source of all Samantha's hatred, so she was determined to set it on fire and blow it up. Samantha is making sure that her old pack is the first to experience her wrath.

Ali then speaks up, “Em, Vampups don’t like anyone touching them except for their parents until they are at least a year old… If anyone tries to touch them they scream and won't stop until they are back in their mother's arms… The only one that can touch a Vampup is a Royal's true beloved and the true Queen of their kingdom.”

“I am going to leave you for a time with my friend here. I have a few things to arrange before I bring your mate.” The vamp descended upon me, lapping at my open wounds, as Dietrick skipped from the room. I didn’t know where he was going, I only hopped that it wasn’t to harm Miriam. I recoiled at the feeling of the vamp’s tongue against one of my fresher wounds on my back. They were truly disgusting creatures. If I made it out of this mess alive, I was going to hunt them down and destroy their entire species. “Ahhh, so wonderful.” The vamp sighed, as he leaned down to lap up the blood that had pooled on the ground. These things had no shame, no sense of anything except the pleasure they deri

“My pussy is dripping at work. I need you so bad.” “Please baby… just one quick visit?” His replies were short and frustrating: “Miss you too. Work is killing me. Soon.” By the third night, I was losing control. After my shift, I skipped dinner and went straight to bed. I stripped completely naked, my skin flushed with heat. I positioned the full-length mirror at the foot of the bed so I could watch myself like a desperate slut. Legs spread obscenely wide, I worked three fingers in and out of my soaked pussy while my thumb circled my swollen clit. I was dripping everywhere juices running down my ass and staining the sheets.