Vampire King’s Little Killer

Fated: be destined to happen, turn out, or act in a particular way.

Nero

“You do know what they say about the couple who hunts together stays together, right?” I told my new bride as I ushered her down to our dungeon. Ammar and Aldrich were in front of us while the rest of my children were still in the main hall, getting to know Marshall better.

“Wow… now, you’re just putting words in my mouth.”

“It’ll be only time before I put something better in your mouth,” I licked her ear and felt her shudder when my hand rested on her waist.

“It’s rude of you to tease with promises of a good time when we’re heading down the dungeon with your son and your guard.”

“Our son, the moment you bound yourself to me, you bound yourself with all of my sired children.”

“Well, it’s a good thing that I’m wrinkle-resistant now. I don’t exactly know what vampire-sired children got up to these days, I’m just hoping they won’t distract our sexy times.”

“Seriously Mother, you know we have excellent hearing right?”

“Um… okay, this might be a fun thing after all,” she grinned at me and I realized that it wasn’t just her that was going to adjust to her new situation. Apparently, my children need to adjust as well, starting with my eldest, Ammar.

“So, you haven’t told me, is our bedroom soundproof? and is that just for human ears or does that apply to vampire’s ears also? Because with all the new biting and me being vamp queen, I’m feeling rather peckish for my king.” She giggled uncharacteristically and that made me laugh while Ammar and Aldrich both groaned simultaneously.

When we arrived at the dungeon, standing in front of the cell where Yubkin was held, Tessa was nowhere near peckish. She was thirsty for blood when she saw Yubkin in the corner of the room trying miserably to stop the rats from nibbling on his legs. The wound on his neck was still dripping blood though it had been patched recklessly when Aldrich had a healer prolonging his death. The bandage was soaked through with his blood. The man probably had less than an hour to live.

“Let me in,” she demanded, and Aldrich was more than happy to open the cell door for his new queen.

“You,” Yubkin looked at her in disbelief, his eyes widened when he saw that she was walking towards him and the rats scurried away. If his mind was wondering how the hell she healed quickly, he did not voice his thoughts.

Tessa didn’t give him the chance to get up when she easily lifted him by his neck. Yubkin didn’t give much of a fight as he was screaming when his wounded neck was held carelessly like he weighs nothing. When Tessa showed him her new sets of fangs he let out a high pitch shriek, a pathetic one, that made her not wasting any time when she bit and drank his blood. His hands tried to grab her, helplessly trying to make her stop.

When Yubkin stopped moving Tessa threw his lifeless body across the room before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Okay, is it bad that his blood taste so damn good? Will I need to check for any transmitted diseases? And why the hell didn’t you stop me?” There was no panic in her voice, only a clear annoyance.

“All human blood will taste good. No, you won’t need to check for any disease. We’re immortal beings. And the man hurt you, it’s your right to want to finish him off.”

“Oh… okay,” she let the matter go easily and was at my side in mere seconds.

“Aldrich, get the cleaners to dispose of his body. Ammar, help me with the fallout with the humans. Make sure that there’s a cover story for Yubkin and his men when the human liaison ask. I and Tessa will retreat to our quarters and not be disturbed.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Of course Father, once again, congratulation.” Ammar nodded and Aldrich moved back to call his men. I took Tessa’s hand in mine and lead her to our living quarters.

“Let’s get you clean,” I unzipped her dress and let the material fall to the floor leaving her in her sexy lingerie. She turned around and gave me her sexy smile before kissing me hungrily. She was always horny after a kill and I was too willing to give her was she needed.

When she helped me with my suit jacket, I let the expensive material join her dress on the floor. But when her hands fumbled with my belt and my pants, my dick was straining in my boxers already. There was such urgency, but I let her with her task while my hands roamed her backside and slipped under her sheer panties and cupped her ass cheeks, squeezing them, making her moan and ripping my thousands of dollar pants along with the buckle and my briefs.

“Oops… is this part of the vampire’s strength?” She asked biting her lip not sure if she was going to laugh or try to ask more questions.

“Hmmm… we’re going to have so much fun, little killer. We’re probably going to wreck the bed. I’ve been imagining having sex with you and testing your vampire endurance.”

Her eyes widened like she was too excited but in seconds, she had me pinned to the wall.

“Fuck yes,” I groaned when I heard the wall crack behind me. I let her kiss my lips with a demanding force. The buttons of my shirt scattered all over the floor as she easily rip it away from my body. I was naked and I felt her wet pussy when she stood between my thigh and rubbed up on me while she gripped my wrists to my sides and breathed heavier while kissing me with her new vamp-lust-induced strength.

The way she took charge was hot, but I needed more when I easily broke away from her grips and grabbed her, picking her up to wrap her legs around my waist while walking towards our bed.

Ripping her flimsy lingerie was an easy thing but I did not expect her to bite me and let me know that she needed more when I had her pinned on her back. My queen looked so beautifully arousing against the bed sheets. “Damn it, little killer,” I grabbed her hair, tugged them back, and licked her throat before sinking my teeth into the supple creamy skin on the crook of her neck.

She moaned and flipped me roughly to straddle my chest. Her eyes were sexy and needy at the same time that I almost lost it when I grabbed her ass pulling her closer. I latched onto her clit, and started licking and sucking while she ridden my mouth making me hungry for more. My cock was excruciatingly hard and I needed her when I turned her around and she wrapped her mouth around my aching length while I was back to enjoying her taste, parting her legs, taking her higher while her throat took my cock deeper and I thrust deeper, making her gag.

She climaxed and I smiled between her legs before sucking her dry and moved to grab her and spooned her from behind. She hummed in contentment when my cock slipped from behind, and entered her still throbbing pussy, while I wrapped my arms around her, cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples.

“Fuck, Nero,” she reached her hand back to guide me to her neck, telling me to bite her. I never bite so much while having sex but with her, it was just too stupid not to. I thrust harder, deeper, and faster until I had her front against the bed and my hand was holding the small of her waist up. My other hand was on her shoulder keeping her in place. My knees parted her thighs wider and she whimpered, whining, and her knees were trying to hold herself up while I fuck her with the vampire pace I’ve been holding out on her. She was screaming my name, by the time she climaxed for the second time.

I didn’t let her rest when I grabbed her and positioned her hands on the headboard. I was back inside her when she let her hand go, held on to my arm, and her head rest beautifully on my shoulder. She clenched and I gripped her waist in such force that it would break her if she wasn’t turned. I pulled her down, her hair framed her face against the lush pillows when I pushed inside her once again and she hold on to my body. This time she was looking into my eyes, and I was back to kissing her telling her that I was too fucking close.

“Give me, my king, give me your all,” she said throatily and clenched her walls around my cock and I was done. I came. Hard. So hard that her bite lulled me into the most peaceful sleep I’ve had in decades thinking that she was it. The second chance that I’d never known I’d get.