Vampire Erotica Novels & Stories

“Be quiet.” He lifted me onto the edge of the counter, spread my legs, and thrust in deep in one stroke. I bit his shoulder to muffle my moan. He fucked me hard and fast deep, punishing strokes that made the cake samples rattle. The risk was insane. Victoria could walk back any second. “Come,” he ordered, thumb finding my clit. “Now.” I shattered around him, clenching hard as pleasure ripped through me. He followed with a muffled groan, filling me again, hot and deep.

I give her time to adjust to me as I move in and out a little at a time, going further with each stroke, satisfied when I feel her nails dig into my back pulling me closer begging for more. I know I’m a vampire, cursed and damned for eternity, but somehow, I’ve made it into heaven, and it feels so good. A thin layer of sweat has formed all over my body from complete concentration. It’s becoming harder for me to hold back. I feel the beast rising within, but I can’t stop. Not now. “Fuck, Xenia.” I pick up the pace and she smiles biting her lip making it even harder for me to control myself. Her moans and gasps are like a sweet melody to my ears antagonizing me.

The first manifestation of pregnancy that most Vampires have is sleepwalking, a mental breakdown then beginning to gradually lose awareness and memories. While making love at that time, Phoebe was bloodthirsty and tried to bite Louis' shoulder to drink blood, it was not because she was too hungry to take the risk nor because Phoebe was too hateful of Louis to attack him. Phoebe's action at that time was to create a "mate" link with Louis, but… Louis refused this connection by brutally beating Phoebe and causing her already weakened spirit to become even more damaged pity and fear for him.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

Apparently, last-night-me had decided we were now writing about vampires. Specifically, a vampire falling in love with a woman hunted by his kind. She was brave. He was tortured. There was a scene where he saved her from a rogue and then watched her sleep while battling his own thirst. I skimmed through it, cheeks heating. It was good. Embarrassingly good. And clearly inspired by a certain brooding neighbor who refused to stay out of my subconscious.

I screamed around the vampire’s cock as they double-penetrated me like I was nothing but holes. The incubus rubbed his ridged dick across my clit, smearing that hot, tingling precum all over me. Within seconds the pain started melting into the most fucked-up pleasure I’d ever felt. My body betrayed me completely and without a fight I started cumming , I'm not sure I could fight it. I came hard, shaking and squirting around their cocks while they laughed. Tentacles from teither slid over my body. Two thick ones forced into my mouth alongside the vampire’s cock, stretching my jaw painfully wider.

This is what it means to be a Vampire. He drew on my neck a few more times and moved back, the wound in my neck already healed. He tore off my top, lowered his head, and captured my nipple and part of my breast with his mouth. I felt his teeth against my aureole, and my clit instantly swelled. I reached down and yanked off his pants. Before they were even over his ass, I had his shaft in my hand. He groaned against my breast. He released it, laid me back onto the bed, and lifted my legs while standing at the foot of the bed. He shoved into me. My legs went tightly around him just as reflexively as my pussy clenched his impossible thickness.

The intense sight and feeling pushed me over the edge. “Fuck, Mrs. Harper! Take every drop. I’m breeding this married pussy again.” I buried myself to the hilt and exploded deep inside her. Thick ropes of cum blasted into her womb, pulse after heavy pulse. I kept thrusting through it, pushing the load as deep as possible while her pussy milked me dry. More cum leaked out around my cock, dripping down her thighs in creamy white streaks that the water slowly washed away. We stayed locked together for a long moment, my cock still buried inside her, fingers gently moving in her ass as we caught our breath in the steamy heat. Elena turned her head, water streaming down her flushed face, and kisse

The steam swirled around us, the heat was suffocating, and the pleasure was blinding. I leaned forward, biting the nape of her neck, licking the water off her skin. She reached back, her nails digging into my ass, urging me deeper, harder, faster. "Cum inside me again," she begged. "Fill me up with your cousin juice. Make me pregnant, Alex." The dirty talk, the absolute taboo of it, snapped the last thread of my sanity. The idea of breeding her, of leaving a permanent mark of our sin, sent me over the edge.