Vampire Drinking Blood From Neck Novels & Stories

He held her against him, and the priestess offered him a slender needlepoint athame, which he used to score a wound in his own neck, lifting Besafora to drink from him as he felt the wet flow of blood run down his chest. She drank eagerly, her hands clutching at him. He sank to his knees, barely holding his moan of pain behind his teeth as she drank from him. The act of blood giving by a vampire weakened him or her, and did not come without pain, therefore it was not something that any vampire did lightly.

“Attack me with that as your weapon.” With as much courage as I could muster, I ran towards him, my feet padding on the grass and aimed for his neck. Why the neck? He was taller than me and that was the one place my arm could reach. Plus, my brain thought it was a bright idea considering vampires always feed from humans via the neck. He made no attempt to stop me as I drove the branch into his jugular. I didn’t hear a bone crack neither did blood ooze from his neck. Instead, my branch snapped into two. One of the pieces fell to the ground with a silent thud.

She bites her lips, looking up at me seductively, and her arm promptly wrapped around my neck. I buried my face in the crook of her neck, and she shuddered. She smells of alcohol, but her blood smells intoxicating. I licked her neck, and she let out a moan. I quickly covered her mouth with my palm and bit hard on her. My hand muffled her scream, and she trashed when I started to suck her blood. I groaned when the warm, sweet blood touched my tongue. She struggled in my tight grip, but eventually, she became limp in my hold when I drained all her blood and I pushed her lifeless body to the ground. I let out a growl of contentment, licking the side of my lips.

I wanted the full story and I had to find it as soon as possible. I got up from my bed and walked out from my room. I couldn't sleep now because of what I seen earlier that Alexer was a vampire! I saw him how he stretch his jaws widely revealing his long and pointed fangs on every side of his lips. I saw how he planted it to the girl's neck and sucked all of her blood from her body until she was fully drained and fall on the ground while gasping for her last breath.

As my knees gave way, the blood loss making my head light, I slammed the blade into the side of her neck. Before she could react, I yanked it out and dug it in again. She roared, writhing against me, and I clung to her like a limpet. I sawed the blade back and forth, its small length hardly up to the task. It would have to do. It was the only hope I had. My blood – she was full of my blood. A vampire’s power came from human blood. As quickly as I was sawing, the wound was healing. I gritted my teeth, held my woozy head up as best I could, and sliced into the newly formed skin on her neck.

This was his moment. He sprang forward, closing the gap between them in a flash and wrapping his powerful arms around her before she even knew he was there. One hand covered her mouth to stifle her screams, while the other pinned her arms to her side as his fangs sank deep into her neck. As her warm blood gushed into his throat, he lifted her easily and carried her into a clump of thick shrubs to complete his meal. He drank greedily, stopping only when there was no more blood to drain. He smiled as he wiped his lips with his sleeve. This was so much better than the animal blood that had been his sustenance until now, so much more satisfying. This was what vampires were made for. And this was

The vampire Answers. My father confided in them about me? How distasteful. "Welcome. I guess we'd need another cup wouldn't we or you'd rather drink from my neck? " My eyes went wide, seeing the vampire pierce his neck with a nail, the red liquid following freely down the hollow of his throat. I blinked a few times, hoping to hide my horrow and disgust of the scene before me. My stomach spun as I staggered back. That's what was in all those cups that they were all eagerly chugging away at? Blood? Vampire blood? I glanced around trying to find my father, finding him drinking hungrily from his cup like a starving dog, while the others stared longingly at the flowing blood now staining the Vamp

Now that's something! I don't intend to let her go like Bridget, I intend to make her mine forever. We'll rule the kingdom of Nevera together as king and queen... For now I just need to see her and make her understand that I never intended on bitting her on my breasts, as funny as it sounds we vampires prefer the neck. It's silky, smooth and the most delicious part of the body to start drinking from... “My lord, my lord, what happened?” one of the guards asked, approaching. There were two others right behind him, looking alert.

She was determined to not drink from me, unless I drank from her as well, and I was a weak man, I couldn’t resist the temptation she was offering me. “Fine,” I growled out, spreading her thighs apart and settling myself between her legs. The cut on my wrist had already healed, so I brought my hand to my collarbone, using my nails to slice deep into the skin on my clavicle, before bringing Mary’s face towards my chest. As soon as I felt her start to suckle, I sank my fangs into her neck, slowly drinking from her and savoring the taste of her blood. Mary let out a soft moan against my shoulder before pulling away.

I stared into his fear-stricken gaze, " Don't scream. Don't fear. You wanted me to give you a good time; I will do that," I said. His fear was gone, and slowly, he nodded his head. I kissed his neck and punctured it with my fangs. He gasped in pain, but as I started drinking from him, he got excited and pulled me closer by my waist. He was moaning. When vampires drink blood from anyone, it gives not only pleasure to them but to the person they are drinking from. That was why direct drinking from a human was forbidden, as it caused accidental death. As I continued to drink, the man was moaning in pleasure and eventually ejaculated. I pulled away from him and inspected him. If I drank anymore,