Vampire Werewolf Yaoi Novels & Stories

“The guy I met last weekend — umm, what's his name again? Barry or maybe Larry, shit I can’t remember his name, but he just didn't do it for me—Maybe I just need to meet the right guy.” AWOOOO! A loud howl ripped through the silent night, startling the girls. The werewolf was pissed, how dare this Barry or Larry touched her. How dare he sampled what rightfully belonged to him. He told himself if he ever got his paws on this filthy guy, his head would roll, literally. It howled again, louder this time. “What the hell was that?” Katherine asked as she grabbed onto her friend.

He acted domineering. He was thrusting steadily upwards, making me bounce up and down on his dick. Vincenzo and Alessandro were watching my breasts jiggle. They licked their lips. Marco put his hands on my throat squeezing lightly as he pounded into me from below. This is mafia vibes! I whimpered. I had my arms around his neck and was clinging to him for dear life as he quickened the pace and fucked me harder and harder, faster and faster. I wonder if he had forgotten I was still a human in a werewolf and not a robot.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

The frantic pounding of my heart grows ever so violently against my chest. I can feel the frigid warmth of their body heat ricocheting through me; like an ironic joke compared to the ice-cold shiver consuming my entire body. I can’t move, I can’t think, and I can’t breathe. Like I'm stuck, paralyzed from the head down. Could it be the wolf shifter from 7 years ago? Is this really my last day? But even if so, I decide I will not go down without a fight.

A few hours later, my sobs subsided, leaving me with a sense of calm. Drake walked closer to me and tried to touch me. “Don’t touch me!” I yelled once again, my eyes glowing with fury. He gulped hard retreating his hand as he lowered his gaze, shame clouding his eyes. I sighed biting softly on my lower lip. How could I not have figured it out all along? How could I not have known that these while I was dating a half werewolf, half vampire. A hybrid considered to be abomination by both of our kind?

I moaned loudly and he captured my lips in a passionate kiss as he began rocking himself in and out. "I love you, I love you, " he chanted with each of his thrusts. Then I felt it. His cock swelling at the base and widening up his shaft. My mouth dropped open as my eyes rolled back into my skull. I knew this feeling from mating as my wolf. I never imagined that it'd feel this fantastic as my vampire.

I remembered the last time he did, his purr actually helped me calm down. Something about feeling those vibrations resonating through my own body coaxed me into relaxation. Both back then and now. I initially thought vampires only purred whenever they were feeding on something alive, but I guess I was wrong. Nico both pushed himself against me, and pulled me tighter against him, locking our ankles together under the blankets, making sure that his cool skin was touching mine wherever we could. Which told me that he was definitely awake now and that he was really enjoying this. I for one was beginning to enjoy his response to all of this as well.

Adira begged him as she lay weakly under him. Werewolves cannot recover from pain like Vampires so quickly. They take time. Their bodies were covered in a thin layer of sweat. There was no single hair strand gap between them. He was still inside her, rocking his hips harshly. "Let me have another orgasm!" he said. Adira nodded, thinking about his third orgasm. Even she has four orgasms. So, she thought if she held it on for a few minutes, she could have her freedom. When she was in her thoughts, Zaros started filling her womb with his seeds. She bit his shoulder, barely making him groan in her ear. She left only when she saw her teeth marks.

she says. "If he is my mate, then we will have to meet again, eventually," I tell her with a hopeful smile. I hope the moment comes soon. I can still feel his cold but smooth hand caressing my cheek. I want to feel that again. I haven't told Emily that he is a vampire, or else she will freak out. We all know how father hates vampires. Vampires and werewolves have never been on good terms. The werewolves haunted the vampires and vice versa. Since they are all immortal, the conflicts went on forever.

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.