I love vampires. I’m a big fan of True Blood and I have tried several times to write a vampire story myself. I usually failed, but this time I succeeded. The inspiration came to me when I was at a performance of one of my favourite bands: Corvus Corax. They have this one slow song called ‘Mille Anni Passi Sunt’ (a thousand years have passed). I always thought it was a bit boring, since it’s a slow song. But this time the singer explained that it was about vampires. That caught my attention!
During the performance the singer let out a menacing ‘vampire laugh’ and that’s when the basics for this story came to me. A few weeks later I was at a different festival and I witnessed a telling of a dark story. I can’t remember which story, but it was a dark 19th century tale about a curse in a building. That’s when my inspiration added a few more of the details to this story. I think it turned out dark and yet very hot. I loved to write the sadistic side of this vampire. I hope you’ll enjoy it too.
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Free excerpt from the story:
Warning! This story is for adults only and not for
the faint of heart!
He went outside and stretched. He loved the feel of the cold night’s air on his skin. He couldn’t remember what it was like to feel the sun on his skin, but he enjoyed the moonlight. Especially now that it was almost full moon he could feel the rays of the darkened light. He sprinted through the woods. He felt free. When he neared the outskirts of the city he caught the scent of a woman. Humans knew vampires were around and usually staid inside during the night, or at least in company of others. This woman was alone, he sensed no one near them. He didn’t have to be fed yet, but this was too good an opportunity to let pass by.
He sauntered over to where she was.
“Good evening.” He nodded to her.
“Oh hey.” He smelled her fear. Good, that made the taste of her blood even stronger. Her hair was in a tight ponytail, yet she made the movement of putting a lock of her hair away. She had large brown eyes and dark hair.
“Are you all right, miss?” She sniffed.
“Yes, thank you.” She tried to walk away from him. Of course he followed her. This game was even more fun than the actual catching of the prey.
“Anything I could help you with?”
“No, thanks.” She turned around to offer him an apologetic smile and that’s when he had her. He locked his eyes on hers.
“Undress yourself and offer yourself to me.” She nodded slowly. “Do it now.”
She unbuttoned her coat and continued to take off all her clothing until she was naked. Her demeanor was that of resignation.
“Good, now offer yourself.” He was curious to see what she would do. Everyone seemed to have a different interpretation. She lay down on the ground and spread her legs. He was surprised. Most women just offered their necks. He would indulge her on this last night of her life. He lay down on top of her. With his hand he guided his cock into her. She was definitely not ready for him. She moaned in protest. He didn’t mind. After a few thrusts she was lubricated enough to make it somewhat enjoyable.
It was time. He sank his fangs into her neck. She screamed in pain, but there was no one to help. Her warm blood tasted good to him. She tasted young, healthy. He wasn’t very hungry, but now his instincts took over. While sucking the blood out of his prey, he rammed his hard cock deep into her body. Her screams subsided. He let go of her neck to shift his position.
“Please,” she whispered.