Vampire Body Fantasy Novels & Stories

Such thoughts ignited a passionate fire within her, fanning the flames of her most forbidden passion. Alternatively, her mind wandered to the vampire with his pale, porcelain skin and sharp fangs, a mysterious figure who held a seductive allure that seemed to defy reason. Astrid's imagination soared as she conjured scenarios where he worshiped her body with his tongue, his fangs brushing sensuously against her clitoris as he eats her sensual flesh out. The mere thought of his prowess in rapture left her breathless and yearning for an encounter that defied the boundaries of human understanding.

“Kaiya already suspected as much…she had a…vision…Oh! Goddess!” I feel the Vampire’s kiss as he sinks his fangs into me and my first orgasm of the night overcomes me. The night is filled with many combinations and Draknar cums down my throat while Damien fucks me and Malleus fucks him as it reaches midnight and a wave of pleasure so intense rockets through me that everything fades to black. I awake in a heap of naked, sweaty bodies with the Vampire smiling at us with a pleased expression, cum dripping from his slowly softening cock and blood at the corner of his lips.

Ferrara "Please, fuck me." That low purr was the fucking filthiest turn on, making my dick stiff as a rod, her luscious creamy body soft against mine. Heat broke out in my body and rolled down my temple as I watched her shudder in my arms, her head raised to reveal long porcelain neck with red marks from the bites I had made. I felt like a fucking vampire, wanting to eat her up and drink every juice in the intoxicating bar of her body.

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

in excitement. But his face remained pale as he tried to escape the vampire's claws. He whispered, hugging his knees close. 'He should see my beautiful butt from this angle, right?' 'I intentionally wrote the main character exceptionally beautiful for this reason. The body is mine now.' Uea's thought ran wild as he watched the vampire step closer to himself. The vampire grabbed his leg and pulled him close. His claws tore at the tiny rag that covered Uea's lower body. Uea gasped.

After a long observation, he came to the conclusion that it was a vampire's fang mark because no matter how pointed and sharp human teeth were, they could not cause that wound. - Do vampires have fingerprints? – Michael turned to Peter and asked after ordering his subordinates to collect fingerprints on the victim's body. - Of course, there is, their body structure is not much different from ours. I mean they are just different from us when they show their true form, with fur and fingernails, long toenails, sharp fangs, and red eyes. But... do you think they will hold out their hands for you to collect fingerprints? – The hunter squinted his eyes and looked at Michael.

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

Eleanor's P.O.V I smiled as I held the newspaper in my hand and looked at the large title written in bold on the front page. 'YET ANOTHER KNIFE VICTIM' It was connected to a person's lifeless body. No, it wasn't a person. It was a vampire. A fucking bloodthirsty monster. He laid there lifeless on the floor with a body so unrecognisable that it would make people shudder at the murderer's viciousness. I'm curious who could be so ruthless.

I just woke up one day with a handsome vampire by my side, offering me a contract marriage. I knew it was like being courted by the devil, yet like a foolish lamb who laid herself on the sacrificial table, I reached for his hand, not knowing that it would consume my reckless heart. ******

I peered at myself. I floated above the water. My wolf was an ethereal translucent black. My fur shimmered like liquid night, and my eyes glowed like a harvest moon. I phased between mist and matter. I was complete and whole—vampire and wolf. This was rebirth—becoming. Nyssandra bowed, the mirror vanishing. She looked pleased. Pride lifted my chest. I felt a pull in my blood. I bowed back to her. “Now we can truly begin,” she said.