Vampire Drinking Blood From Neck Novels & Stories

Ripped its way right through solid metal. Shattering glass and a cut off scream send me charging back outside in an instant. I didn’t realize I could move this fast. It’s just a blur of scenery, and I can hear the pounding, terrified pulse of this woman with shocking clarity, even before I come in sight of the source. Middle-aged vampire is sucking on her neck. I’m on him in a second, stabbing my silver-plated knife into his jaw to pry it open before ripping him off her.

She looks up to see Britney's face when she doesn't answer her, only for her countenance to turn pale when Britney's canines elongate into fangs, her eyes turning red, with dark veins bulging under her eyes. "You're… a… a vampire!" Vera cries, falling on her ass, filled with panic and terror as she begins to get away from Britney, seeing the blood thirst in her crimson eyes. “I'm sorry, Vera,” Britney, who has regained her senses after licking that blood, apologizes to Vera, then sinks her fang into Vera's neck. She slowly begins to feel satiated, but then, Vera continues to turn pale as Britney continues to drink, not close to feeling quenched.

It's cramped as it is already. I tilt my head when Orion licks my neck, giving him more access to it when I feel his fangs break my skin and feel him drink my blood. I reach one of my hand to the back of his head and push his head harder into my neck as I moan and rock my hips against both of them.

Alexis tried to threaten. But with a very fast movement, Adrian managed to grab Alexis by the neck and pressed her body against the wall in the hallway. Alexis began to have trouble breathing. With a feeling of tension and fear all over her body, Alexis tried to free herself from Adrian's grip. Adrian brought his face close to Alexis' neck, sucking in the air around him greedily. “I couldn't help myself since this morning. Your scent is very fragrant and intoxicating. I have never smelled blood like this in my life. And it feels like it's driving me crazy." After saying that, without a word, Adrian bit Alexis' neck and drank her blood. At that moment Adrian suddenly widened his eyes, he was

Why couldn’t he ignore those tears? "Don’t discard me too," Triana continued, sobbing. Frowning, Vlador averted his gaze from her eyes. Then he bit his wrist bleeding, then lifted Triana to sit up. "Drink," Vlador said as he offered his wrist to her lips. Without another word, Triana grabbed Vlador’s hand and pressed his bleeding wrist to her open mouth. Then she drank his blood like a parched vampire. Slowly, the pain in Vlador’s heart faded. Soon, Triana stopped drinking and released his hand with her head hanging down.

How could he not play with it when the Blood bag walked towards him voluntarily? Elsa raised the knife as the vampire was sucking that girl’s blood, allotting Elsa an unbothered vibe. The knife was on the back of the vampire when the situation turned a twist as the vampire swung his body and grabbed Elsa’s throat with blood on his lips and the girl fell to the ground.

Her hands become clammy, and she trembles as his elongated teeth lightly graze her neck. His hands slide from her shoulders to explore her waist, and a low groan escapes his throat. Sera gasps as the vampire's fangs penetrate her neck, a combination of fear and a strange sensation coursing through her veins. The room spins as her vision blurs, and she clutches onto the door frame for support. The vampire, now feeding on Sera, gives in to his intrusive thoughts and pulls the towel from her body. His intense crimson eyes lock with hers and push her away from him to the bed before he sucks her sweet blood dry.

Vampires' forte is from behind and straight at humans, using claws and fangs to squeeze their prey and suck blood. If they are hungry, they will drink human blood when they catch it and then kill it, but if it is not because of hunger, they will use sharp knife-like claws to stab the throat of their prey. Many people tell them to do it because they like to watch fresh blood gush from the neck of their prey, a kind of crazy and perverted hobby. Phoebe was half vampire when she heard that, she involuntarily raised her trembling hand to cover her neck, her heart pounding so hard she could hear it herself.

She moved her hair getting ready for my bite. I took my hand behind her neck and put my fingers up through her hair gently, so as to not mess it up. Then I softly ran my elongated fangs across the vein in her neck until I found the perfect spot. I realized that the more blood I drank, the more my Vampire abilities honed in. And with that, the easier it was to find the perfect spot in the vein if I used my fangs to feel for it. I knew right where I wanted to bite. I then sank my fangs in and drank. Her moans of pleasure rang through my ears like music.

They could track me, their noses were keen, but this only meant that my body would suffer all the more. The scratches covered the many holes in my arm where they had fed the past six months; my fingers traced the scared forearm. Vampires didn't drink from the neck of their 'food.' No, neck drinking was meant to be an intimate bonding time between their lovers. Last night, the Duke wanted to take me as his lover, and who knows what would have happened after that. Dunking my head in the icy water, I emerged with new energy, new life. My feet were cleansed of the blood and jumped from the icy depths, bolting to the North. At least, I hoped it was the North.