Vampire Bedding Novels & Stories

It was a lullaby that dragged her to sleep, also the smell of Gabriel, which calm her nerves as they were in pulsing with tension. She was sound asleep when felt a heavy hand around her waist. It was gripping tight, making it difficult for her to relax. She opened her eyes and glanced down, as the thing wasn’t in front of her. It was Gabriel, holding her waist, dipping his face into her belly. She doesn’t feel when he came and what kind of sleeping posture is that? Wait a minute, can a vampire sleep? She was still thinking when a low voice said, “Go to sleep. I’ll be like this for a couple of minutes.”

His hand was on the small of my back, and the heat from his palm was soaking through my dress, making my heart race. When we finally got into the hotel room, holy Moon, it screamed luxury. It was nothing like the creepy, drafty room I had pictured in my head. There were plush black carpets, floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the city, and a vibe that was both dark and expensive. I bet the windows were ultraviolet-treated so it was safe for vampires to be near them during the day. But the thing that caught my eye the most was the bed. It was massive, draped in heavy black silk sheets, and it was practically begging to be ruined.

Alexis instantly bit her lower lip and immediately averted her gaze. Alexis got up slowly from the bed, draping a long white cloth to cover her naked body there. Alexis looked at the bed, where a lot of torn pillow feathers were flying there. Or also some parts of the bed that are slightly broken, broken, and the small table that is usually next to the bed has even fallen, making the things inside fall apart. Alexis was getting nervous when she remembered how Adrian had really restrained himself from hurting Alexis with his vampire powers. After that, Alexis began to walk slowly out of Adrian's room, after making sure that Adrian was still relaxing there. Vampires like Adrian do seem to real

“Oh”. I groan, holding my head as I try to get up. I was sitting on something soft… a bed!!! Where am I? What happened earlier suddenly came rushing back. “Oh my, my aunt. Where is she?”. I asked, looking around the strange room. I scanned the room, taking in the ornate furniture, the heavy curtains, and the flickering candles. It was like something out of a dark fairy tale. To be honest it’s beautiful. “And where is that vampire?”. I murmured, getting up from the huge bed, heading towards the door.

His blood-stained frame left a hideous imprint on my window and left a crimson trail on my shirt as our bodies collided in his reckless descent. I whipped my head around, locking eyes with him as he let out a guttural groan and shattered the arrows embedded in his flesh with a swift crack. My sharp eye immediately identified the arrows as the very same ones my parents used for hunting in our pack, expertly crafted to target vampires with their deadly poisoned tips. Our pack witch had concocted a potent potion that not only paralyzed vampires, but could prove fatal if left untreated beyond a day.

“Come on,” She shifted and pushed her knees into the mattress, feeling somewhat compelled to climb down and trail after him.“Where are we going?” At that, his head turned to cast her a look from over his shoulder, his brow raising.“Why, to save your lover, of course.” The greedy vampire held the human trapped in her iron grip, her bloody red eyes wide and unfocused as she drew lazy mouthfuls from the human’s throat. She’d been at it for a while now, sucking dry body after body. She was growing voracious. Insatiable.

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

Only the collar remained, its runes etched deep into the dark metal, pulsing faintly with magic he could feel thrumming against his pulse point. He sat up slowly, sheets pooling around his waist. Silk sheets. Soft as water, nothing like the rough burlap of the slave quarters. The room itself was a study in understated wealth. Dark wooden furniture polished to a mirror shine. A wardrobe carved with intricate patterns. Rugs thick enough to sink into scattered across stone floors. Everything spoke of power, of status, of someone important enough to afford beauty even in private spaces. Velis's quarters. Caelum's stomach lurched. He was still here, in the vampire's bed, wearing nothing but—

He reached for her, lifting her and hoisting her up against his chest before taking a short walk to the bed, carrying her there. He placed her gently on the bed and watched her smile beneath him as he began to take off his shirt. He then lowered down for her to place her hands on his chest, feeling the warmth even though he was a cold, bloody vampire. Her arms travelled round his chest, exploring his six treasures before reaching up to kiss him again. He took his kisses round her face, her throat and her lips, running his arms into her hair. She felt the softness and warmth of the bed covers at her back as he pushes himself against her so that she’s flattened between him and the sheets.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.