Novel & Cerita Vampire Smut

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.

response. "You're the only one protesting us. The other girls were friendly and so much sweeter." David grimaced as Franklin agreed. “ so, please leave." I raised my voice, trying to keep up the brave act. Just seeing their face makes me to want to crawl under the earth. I don't know why, but vampires made me feel sick to the very core. It's obvious that they were using their charms and good looks to lure in all humans and use them as their personal blood bag.

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

The First Vampire spoke and it was the first time I saw him smile as he stared at the empty wall at the other end of the hallway. "Elnea?" Curiosity sparked inside me upon hearing the name of a flower I've never heard of before. My question made The First Vampire chuckle. "Have you seen a sword, a fairy and a flower on the flag of Eleneas? What do you call it?" "Yea? It's a lily? What about it?"

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

"Salted butter caramel on the toast. Want some?" Harry settled for flicking his tongue over her lips to savor the sweet notes left on his soul mate's skin. Emmanuelle put her arms around his neck and began sniffing him: "Why do you wear the smell of blood, my beloved?" Harry's expression became more serious. He sighed, saddened that he could not continue this intimate moment with her: "A vampire was snooping around." "snooping? What does that mean?" "He was on your land searching for something...while" Harry could not end his sentence as his soulmate interrupted him.

Then the four stinky vampires proceeded to sniff my body like perverts, I swallowed the bile in my throat and my vision rapidly blurred with tears as I resisted the urge to throw up every content of my stomach. As the four vampires continued their intrusive and repulsive actions, sniffing my body with an unsettling intensity, I struggled to suppress the bile rising in my throat. Tears blurred my vision, but I fought the urge to vomit and empty the contents of my stomach. A tear escaped my eye, tracing a path down my cheek, which Durcam, the one whose name I remembered, swiftly captured with his index finger and greedily placed it into his mouth. He moaned in satisfaction as he sucked on his

He said between gritted teeth. "I am new here. I was brought here yesterday night as a prisoner." I answered. "Oh, okay then..... Why does every where smell so tasty." He said as he sniffed the air around me. "I don't smell anything." I said also sniffed the air. "You are human right?." He asked me "Yes." I said as I moved back wards in case he was a vampire. "Did you put your blood into a book to read ?." He asked "Yes, just to know about vampires who are Vegetarian's."

"She wants to be bathed in cum." "I do," panted Abigail. "Please, Sire, cover me. I'm your filthy whore. Your cum slut." "No," Damien groaned. "Abigail." The vampire's smirking triumph never faltered from his lips as his white cum exploded out and covered Abigail's face. His wife enjoyed it, opening her mouth and catching the raining cum while more lines dribbled down her face. "Let me go and fight me!" Damien snarled. "Be a man."