In the northern part of the world, old creatures still walk the earth. Alrik, a vampire who longs to regain his humanity, meets Christian, a hunter of the north who tries to save him from falling prey to wolves. In Christian’s arms, Alrik finds the one person who can see through his monstrosity to his true heart within. Will it be enough to ...
In the northern part of the world, old creatures still walk the earth. Alrik, a vampire who longs to regain his humanity, meets Christian, a hunter of the north who tries to save him from falling prey to wolves. In Christian’s arms, Alrik finds the one person who can see through his monstrosity to his true heart within. Will it be enough to save him? [Warning: explicit descriptions of oral and anal sex, bloodplay. Not for the faint of heart!]
The lantern cast strange shadows on the wall, but we were not afraid of darkness as most men are. Working my hand fiercely, I let my tongue find the main wellspring of blood on his neck. He arched his back, moaning and bucking himself against me, pressing my cock deeper inside of him. My teeth glinted white as I drew them along his vein, slicing lightly into the skin and tasting the bitter copper fluid on my lips.
He cried aloud, aroused but now frightened. I had not given him warning and his ability to see the future ahead of him was obviously underdeveloped. Perhaps that is why he could still feel. He was still able to be surprised by what came next.
“Please, Alrik,” he whimpered, his hips rocking back in a low rhythm, “Deeper.” The red rivulet tricking down the back of his milky white neck stirred my hunger, the only feeling I had left in me. I pushed into him, hammering myself into his flesh as I worked his cock with my hand. His whimpers turned to groans as the tempo increased, and I ran my fingers through his dark hair. All I could smell was blood, and my hunger grew.
Edwin braced his hands against the wall, pushing himself backwards, impaling himself on my hardness. I maintained my passion, letting my tongue skim over his nape towards the scarlet prize. His heart was beating loudly in my ears, and I could see the jugular beat in time with my thrusts. Pounding, pounding.
I felt his hard cock strain in my hand, almost reaching the apex. When I saw his climax in the clouds of my mind, I bent my head down and sunk my teeth deep into his neck, sucking hard his warmth into my mouth. My eyes gleamed red in the lantern light. He screamed, his cock jerking against my hand and spilling white over my fingers as I drew from him all of his life’s fluids. His body writhed, trying to escape my grasp, but I had him held tight under me, now jamming myself into his flesh with renewed passion as I satisfied my hunger. I tasted his powers and his youth as the blood flowed over my tongue and down my throat. He went limp in my arms and I reluctantly withdrew, not having found my release.
Aubrey Watt is a librarian by day, sexy author by night. She indulges in reading, travelling, and dirty dancing. Currently she enjoys writing down all of the fantasies that cross her mind and imagining new worlds of sensual possibilities. If you have any questions or comments, please don’t hesitate to send them to her website or Twitter... she’d love to talk with you! Thanks for reading, and enjoy!