Vampire Kisses Books Novels & Stories

Her eyes were closed, and she was a beautiful sight to behold. I moved her panties to the side, and pushed my index finger into her pussy. Her eyes flew open, and she moaned. “Zeke…Fuck.” She arched into my touch. Adding another finger, I began pumping in and out of her pussy. Soon, the room was filled with the sounds of her breathy moans. I leaned up, and captured her lips, swallowing the rest of her moans. When I pulled away, I smirked. “Easy, Kitten. You wouldn't want the entire castle to know how you love taking my fingers in your tight pussy, would you? The vampires are known to have enhanced hearing.” I added, and increased my tempo.

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

Cassie's POV “Mhmm…” I moaned into the kiss, breath hitching as my back hit the mattress. His broad chest pressing mine, heat burning through our half-stripped bodies. My bra was gone, panties clinging damply to me, and he was down to his briefs, the fabric straining around his cock. God, even through the cloth, it looked big enough to ruin me. “Goodness, you’re beautiful.” His voice was a rasp, reverent and hungry at once, as if he couldn’t believe I was real. His gray eyes roamed shamelessly over me, and the weight of his stare made me flush everywhere his hands hadn’t touched yet.

It took a step toward me, then paused, before turning away. My heart raced as I watched the beast disappear into the night. The adrenaline coursing through me was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but follow. It led me to the edge of the French Quarter, where the buildings gave way to the swampy fringe of the city. The moon cast a silver glow over the murky waters, and the air was thick with the scent of decay and life. As I ventured deeper into the shadows, I heard the distant sound of a struggle, the grunts of a fight punctuating the stillness. My instincts screamed at me to stay away, but the book's stories of the werewolves' code of honor and protection spurred me on.

“I am giving our body part of what it needs. However, at some stage, Skylar, we will need to find a vampire.” I then watch as she pulls out the man's cock and slides my mouth over it, making the man groan and moan. It doesn’t seem to take long before he is threading his fingers into my hair and making my head move faster and faster until he lets out a low groan and holds my head still as he shoots his release, his disgusting semen down the back of my throat making me want to gag. Iris doesn’t let me and practically sucks him dry before removing my mouth and then returning his cock into his pants. Iris then gets to her feet, leans in close and places a kiss on his cheek as she whispers,

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared

I needed it! He rose enough to spread me with his tip. He entered me inch by inch, pausing to kiss me and lick and nibble at my neck. He went slowly but didn't stop until he was completely inside of me. He stretched me impossibly wide and deep. It hurt and felt good at the same time. My toes clenched and my lids fluttered as he began to thrust gently, loosening me, opening my body for him. It was so tight. I didn't think I could have stretched any more, but I remembered that I was a Vampire and could take whatever he had to give me.

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

Kyle opened it quickly and swirled inside. Aidan was sat at his desk. He swiveled in his chair and gasped when he saw Kyle standing there. “Can I help you?” he said, adjusting his glasses. Kyle pulled up a spare chair and sat himself down, his face uncomfortably close to Aidan’s. “As a matter of fact, you can,” he said. He smirked as Aidan leaned back, trying to get some space between them. It was then that Kyle noticed the book that lay open on Aidan’s desk. He hadn’t been able to read all that well in his human days, but he could still recognize the word vampire.

Was that because of the serum in his body or the fact that the temperature in Sybil’s subterranean kingdom barely reached sixty degrees? He gently pulled his hand from my mouth and turned me slowly to face him. Before I could speak his lips consumed mine in a deep passionate kiss. My head spun and all thoughts of vampires and mutants fled as I reveled in the sensational delight of his embrace. “I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered when we finally separated. “I’ll think of some way out of this. Just give me a little time.” His kiss unlocked the lust within me. I was consumed with wanton desire for this man. As I pulled at his clothing I heard a low, sultry moan come from somewhere deep