Novel & Cerita Vampire Smut

She fingered herself openly, stirring the thick, frothy mixture of our combined fluids, the squelching noises growing even filthier. Then her left hand grabbed the back of my head, yanking my face up. Two fingers, thickly coated with my warm, pearly cum mixed with her juices, were rubbed across my lips and under my nose, forcing me to smell the filthy evidence of my own orgasm before she pushed them deep into my mouth. “Taste it,” she moaned hotly, voice dripping with dark satisfaction. “Eat your own cum out of Momma’s freshly fucked pussy.”

“So wet for me. You’re going to take my cock so prettily.” I was slowly climbing to the peak of my climax, biting down on my lip to muffle the sounds of my sobs. “Fuuck…Sir…more…please….” Sebastian’s eyes flashed that gold again, and I blinked in confusion as he lowered his head down to my cleavage, pushing the strap of my bra down my arm. My legs shook, drool ran down the side of my mouth, the only sounds coming out of my throat were soft, punched out moans. I was so close. Just a little bit more—

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

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.

We both laughed and played in the water, but I couldn't take my eyes off the pink color of her bra showing through her white t-shirt. I quickly took off my tank top, which surprised her. "Senpai, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly undressing?" I just laughed and approached her. "So that you can have a better view of my body." She gave me a dirty look, and I was about to playfully punch her hand. "Look," I placed her hand on my chest and looked into her eyes. "You're so cold," she said, and I smiled. "Well, what can I say? I'm a vampire." She shook her head and gently touched the scar on my chest, clearly visible over my heart.

I watched Aiday's eyes grow wide, she looked at me, and smiled lightly, "Before I tell you my answer, I need to confess something to you." I got scared for a moment and stood up, ready to hear what she had to say, "I found my mate." My heart crumpled, but she didn't stop, "He's tall, bright blue eyes, dark hair, kind hearted," this woman is torturing me, I thought, "and he's a vampire." I paused when I heard that, "What?" I asked, and she nodded, "I'm your…"

His heart seemed to beat a little faster than it should, and I swear I smelled petrichor mixed in with his scent. "That's our vampire venom becoming stronger," Lupa explained. "Vampires can smell strong emotions in blood. Rage, fear, joy. Petrichor is more associated with sadness." Great, just what I needed. An even stronger sense of smell than what I already had. But that's not what mattered right now. I wanted to know WHY Seth was sad. "What's wrong?" Seth hesitated to answer as he started to rub my head. "It's Sunday ....."

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.