Vampire Kisses Book Novels & Stories

It was because time decided to slow down the second time I twirled her, giving my body time to overtake my mind once again and decide that I was going to dip her. It was because of how she gracefully hooked her hands behind my neck, like she was the master of an art that she had never tried before. And that smile. That damn smile she gave me. That damn perfect smile. That's where I lost it. I let out a deep sigh, turning the water down to its coolest temperature. I've been on this earth for over four centuries and never have I once felt something like that in regards to someone else. Vampires are greedy creatures. We see something that we want and we take it. That's just how we work.

No one would take her away from him if he could help it. He could feel her need for him to couple with her and there was nothing more he wanted to do right now. She looked so lovely within his hands, submitting to him like this. Panting, he reluctantly pulled his shaft from between her swollen lips. George lifted her onto the bed and lay between her naked, creamy thighs. He couldn’t resist scoring her inner thighs with his fangs. His bite on her throat warned off any other interested vampires, but the taste of her life’s blood had changed, and he could no longer get enough of it.

Heath’s c-ck throbbed and dribbled pre-cum. The vampire grinned at Heath and removed his fingers from Aislen’s c-nt, placing them into his mouth and sucking her slick from them. Heath moaned, imaging the taste on his tongue, imagining his tongue meeting the vampire’s through his fingers, sharing the flavor of Aislen between them, or the vampires mouth sucking his c-ck in just such a way… His hips twitched up from the bed, his c-ck seeking someone’s touch.

As her last words flutter through the air, she moves to the front of the group. I have heard fairy tales of love at first sight; I never believed them until now. As my eyes fall upon hers, my heart flips in my chest, and my skin feels cold, shivers run through me, and a sense of longing floods through my veins. “Who are you?” I whisper as she closes the gap between us. “Leave us.” She demands of her friends before returning her attention to me. “My name is Sydney Beckwith. I have learned a lot about you and your family.” “Why?” “One must know who the future Queen is and who could possibly take over the Kingdom one day. Not to mention, you worked with my cousin before, and he told me that you

The woman is still sound asleep, I undress her, i need her dress, as mine tore when i shifted, i bite her neck and drain as much blood as quickly as I can. I bite my wrist and put it to her mouth just so she heals and no one knows she was killed by a vampire, I then get Nova to dig a hole, bury her and put her dress on. This is it, I need to find my mate, I head back toward the town and pick up his scent, following it away from the town. I travel until dawn, I'm getting tired, I need to rest, but Nova is getting antsy, this tells me my mate is near, she is running circles in my head.

“You broke into my house again.” He strolled in, ignoring me entirely, his boots clicking softly on the old wooden floor. “You really ought to get better locks. It’s embarrassing, honestly.” I didn’t turn away from the mirror. I’d already memorized the blank expression staring back. Not because I couldn’t see myself, vampires aren’t that dramatic, but because I didn’t recognize the man I’d become. “What do you want, Isaac?” I asked, voice flat. He walked past me and picked up a book from the nearby table. One of Isabella’s, of course. She’d left it after stopping by once. I hadn’t moved it. I couldn’t.

the professor said. Leesa handed him the old book. “What is it?” Professor Clerval rested the book on his lap. “It's an original manuscript from the early nineteenth century, said to be the memoirs of a female vampire.” He put his pipe into a brass ashtray atop the desk and carefully opened the book. Leesa could hear the leather binding crinkle. She scraped her chair closer.

He held my warm body and set me down, then slowly lifted my dress, kissed my thighs, and dipped down my wet cave. I took a deep breath, and my eyes narrowed as his tongue slowly licked my flower, and I just realized that I was not dreaming, this is real. I opened my eyes and looked at the man who was passionately kissing me down there—The King of Vampires devouring me like there’s no tomorrow. I spread my legs wider, and whispered, “O—oh…y-yes.” I stuttered, and swallowed my own saliva because I’m really near to reach my peak.

He forces the words through gritted teeth, speaking ever so slowly and with such aggression; it excites me for a reason. Octavius slides his hand from my breast up to my neck and forces my head back. I look up at him as a smirk spreads across his lips. I don't ask any questions, and he doesn't bother to speak up as he presses his erection against the small of my back. Damn the stupid height difference; I feel like a dwarf as he hovers over me. His hand rests like a glove on my neck, holding me in place. "Let me kiss you. Just once," Octavius whispers, moving closer to my face. I swallow and close my eyes as his lips meet mine. Until now, I've thought that a couple can only kiss when they're

Hello everyone! Welcome to this Vampire story. It has werewolves and Witches too but the main lead is a vampire so everything revolves around him. The world background I attempted I hope you will like. It is a slow-burn book and gore .. Also it has explicit scenes I don't recommend under age. ★Excerpt★ She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together." ''Darling why your lips were swollen , Did anything bite your lip?" Smirking Majesty held her close ...