Vampire Body Fantasy Novels & Stories

I had no idea vampires could do this, or maybe it's just her vampire bloodline. “I could have you anyway I wanted." She said, running her finger along my neck despite my flames. I watched her finger burn and just as quickly heal. “I could fu.ck your brains out, or I could suck your blood dry. You wouldn’t be able to fight me off. I control your body.”

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

dius said She stared and felt herself sink a whole foot the cold of the water making her gasp but she didnt move. She swallowed feeling her insides churn not only at the possibility of drowning but at the thought of many feeding on her, it was a terrifying yet sensual thought. That vampire had only shared her once, and the outcome of everyone fucking themselves almost to death for five days had been the result. She had been terrified ever since but more so of her need to do it again to feel the bite nad the bodies over her as she came in a ball of pleasure, of bliss... a white light that had held her for days after everything had happened. it had been how mavery had been able to get free and

Taking my lead, his hands begin to fumble with his pants until he can pull them off, and once they are out of the way, he is attacking, pushing himself deep into me and then beginning to thrust. “Fuck,” I moan, trying to ignore the nagging in the back of my head about how I shouldn’t be doing this, not with a vampire. “Harder!” My body was alive. It had to be a thing about supernaturals, but every time I was with any of these bastards, I felt like I drifted into a state of nirvana that left me wanting more. “For someone who seemed so opposed to me earlier, you’re really enthusiastic now.” Vance grunts, quickening his pace. “You should just stop denying what your body really wants.”

“I want to kiss you,” Geo said as he moved closer, “but I won’t. I sucked in air and my heart skipped a beat in excited anticipation while almost falling out of my body from deflated disappointment all at one time. He was standing so close, I could feel what little heat his body emitted on my flesh. Vampires are like humans in so many ways. I attribute it to the fact that they started as humans and then were transmuted into vampires. Even the ones who are born vampires carry a semblance of human genetics within them. Whatever the reason, the rumor that they are cold as death is untrue. Most vampires run a body temperature of about sixty-five degrees. Since this is significantly lower th

" A gush was flowing from her beautiful eyes. He was surprised. His grip was not hard. Suddenly it flashed in his mind. She was a normal human being. How could she bear his hardness? He quickly let go of her face. She put her hands on her cheeks. "Remove your hand," he commanded her. He moved towards her. She shook her head in denial. "I don't want to repeat myself." He removed her hand and looked at her face where the marks were. Her beautiful face was turning red. Her eyes were red with embers flowing. He suddenly leaned towards her and starts sucking her lips. Her breath became heavier. There was also intensity in his touch which was beyond the reach of such a delicate human being. Her br

The beast that Zorraya killed a few minutes ago was alive again and breathing even though its body was riddled with injuries and the gaping wound in its neck was still oozing blood. It ran toward them and they fled from it, too afraid to stand their ground and fight the monster. Erin stole a glance backward and regretted it instantly. The beast was running after them with its head dangling from its almost severed neck. It was the most ghastly sight she had ever laid eyes on in her entire life, both past, present, and future. It was the stuff that nightmares were made of.

It gathered around, thickening and bristling so that all who came in contact with it were immediately rebuffed by its scorching heat and rough edges. The vampires waged a bloody war against the Brevians, ripping off flesh and digging out hearts. They fed on the blood of their victims after every kill, thereby getting stronger and fiercer. The Brevians fled for their lives after seeing their comrades drop down in alarming amounts. The vampires chased after them, killing them with shocking speed. By midnight, over five thousand Brevian soldiers lay dead. The vampires fed on their blood until they could drink no longer then they faced the Jaresh empire's central city.

Every time I brought up another dark romance, another obscure vampire lore theory, another fantasy where the heroine begged to be drained while she came undone, they would groan and roll their eyes. “Elena, for fuck’s sake, you need to get properly fucked by a living, breathing man instead of jerking off to fictional undead dick,” my best friend had laughed the last time. But she didn’t understand. Nothing—no toy, no lover, no late-night fling—had ever come close to the aching, throbbing need that vampire fantasies stirred in me. The surrender. The possession. The exquisite terror of giving your blood, your body, and perhaps even your soul to something far older and more powerful than you.