Vampire Bites Neck Novels & Stories

"I have sent you copies of the pictures from the scene... drink something before you view them." Mitch's frown deepened as he turned on his laptop and went to the new files. He opened the images and shocking dread filled his face. He reached for the glass cup on the table and drained it in one gulp. "You said bite marks were found around her neck... She doesn't have a neck anymore," He poured another glass. "This is not the work of an ordinary vampire..." He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He stared at the picture again. The woman in the picture had her head a few feet away from the body.

He was handsome in a rugged way. I spotted a tattoo close to his neck; a drop of blood and at that same moment I felt a warm sensation flow down my neck. Without looking injnre that the flow of blood I had managed to stop earlier had began again. The man eye in front of me suddenly went bloodshot and before I could blink he was in front of me pushing me backwards pining me against the wall, his face close to my neck as he tilted his head watching the flow of my blood. At that moment I knew he was a vampire. He had his hands wrapped around my neck, his thumbs barely away from the wound in my neck.

The body was fresh—too fresh, like she’d been dumped here hours ago. I leaned closer, my light catching a distinct mark on her neck: two puncture wounds, clean and deliberate. My stomach twisted. “Vampires,” I said, my voice low, the word heavy with certainty. The bite was unmistakable, just like the victims I had seen in the past. Jarred’s face tightened, but before he could respond, a putrid stench hit us, sharp and rancid, like rotting meat left in the sun. I gagged, covering my nose with my sleeve.

As he relaxed, I got up abruptly with the needle I had just taken from Bernice's dresser. The needle was not very big, but it was sharp enough, and I had five of them. As he screamed, five blood holes appeared in Nick's neck. His eyes were filled with disbelief. The pain in his neck was driving him crazy. It was the most vulnerable place for a werewolf besides his heart.

I curiously ask him. “I am vampire” “Were you born as a vampire or were you turned into one?” “I don’t know” This guy is making me vex now. “Come on! All vampires should know this, it’s basically common sense.” “How should I know?” I sigh in frustration. “Check your neck. You know what, let me check it for you. Do you mind?” “No, not at all” I stop walking and he halts. I remove the scarf he is wearing to check both of his side necks for any vampire bite marks—I see nothing.

It was the strangest feeling. I felt Damien rub his fangs along the vein in my neck as if asking for permission. I turned my head so he could get a better shot at my neck, giving him permission with that movement. He took a few seconds kissing and sucking on my neck in that spot before sinking his fangs in. I cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Being bit by a Vampire always hurt, but this was different, there was something else there in his bite. It was as if the pain was numbed after the initial bite and I was hyper aware of every other sense I had.

He pointed at Gina. I nodded. "It wasn't her neck?" The pack doctor smiled small. "If it was her neck, she wouldn't be alive now. There is so much our body can take." It was true. It was only vampires that had the ability to heal broken necks. If their necks where at an odd angle, those fuckers will rise up and turn their necks to the right position. It was creepy as hell. I wasn't bothered because I knew that they also had their weaknesses. Just a stake to the heart and they turn to ashes.

“Does it matter?” The vampire gave a deep, soft laugh before sinking his teeth into her neck, just enough to taste. He lets go of her. From the tiny drop of blood that touched his teeth, he saw she had a necklace around her neck. The Vampire smiled and before Ann knew it, the necklace was removed from her neck without her even noticing it. “Refuse any other vampire to drink from you until we meet again. Don’t drink from any vampire and find your way back here tomorrow morning before the sunrise,” he compelled her.

She relented and I tasted her for several minutes before I moved to her neck and bit down. “Ahh!” She cried out as I gave her pleasure. I grabbed her tits and squeezed them while I continued sucking her blood. I suddenly felt a sting when she bit my neck in return. Good girl. She ground up on my crotch, needing friction. When vampires feed on each other, they always fuck. The pleasure is just too great to resist. I stopped sucking to tease her, “you need me, baby?” She looked at me with blown wide pupils, “yes.” “Take off your clothes.” I commanded.

I was prey in the claws of a predator, yet completely safe here beneath him. Intermingled with his snarls were words of praise dripping with adoration. "That's it, little human. Good girl, give me all of those cute little noises, give me all of your pleasure." I couldn't resist and released once more. Now for the finale on his end. I heard him chuckle darkly into my ear, then felt a tongue run over the area where my neck connected to my right shoulder. In the next instant, a sharp bite of pain rushed through that area and my body. The vampire drank my blood in strong pulls, his hands tightening on my wrists. Chemicals from his venom flowed through me, enhancing my release as he just took me