A Bite on the Town (gay paranormal vampire erotica)
After years of stealing women from the streets and partaking of their blood and their libido, Seth is finding himself increasingly bored of them. What he really wants to sink his teeth — and his length — into is something new, fresh. And with no men under his belt, he thinks it’s about time things have changed.
The problem is, the man he picks has more than a hint of experience. Even if he can be swayed by Seth’s vampiric ability to control him, Conor has a bit of a control issue himself.
Warning: this 4,700+ word story is for adults only! It contains mild mind control, bloodsucking, biting, 69-ing, and a hot facial for a vampire that just caught a human that’s almost too much to handle.
Excerpt:
“Your wrist,” Seth said, as Conor started pulling his pants off, one leg at a time. How did they lose clothes so fast? Fuck, but his head was swimming. He’d never been — dominated. This was strange, letting someone else do it. Letting it happen. Because it wouldn’t have otherwise.
Conor offered his wrist as his hand wrapped around naked member, following up the shaft and pumping it hard. Nothing coating his hand. The friction was rough as hell and made Seth shudder all over, moaning like a fucking whore. Without ceremony, without thought, Seth pulled the wrist up to his mouth and bit into it.
He swallowed the blood like it was beer leaking from a broken glass. Conor’s lips parted prettily, but he hardly made a sound. He just watched, open-eyed, as Seth’s venom shot into his veins. Made him woozy, hornier. More than willing to offer every drop of blood he had.
Jesus Christ.
He flicked the tip of Seth’s length with his nail, pressing it into skin until Seth released his bloody wrist with a gasp of breath. Red stained his lips, dribbled down the vampire’s chin.
Conor released him and stood up, turning around. Seth didn’t move — not when he got such an excellent view of the huge, hanging member between Conor’s legs. This was most definitely not boring him. He was already tracing the veins running up the shaft with his eyes, wondering how come tasted when it wasn’t his own. Wondering if the blood in his mouth would change it.
“Suck,” Conor commanded, lowering himself onto Seth’s face without waiting. Seth did. He lifted himself up on his elbows and took the human’s cock between his lips, sucking hesitantly. He didn’t want his teeth scraping up anything unfortunately valuable — but Conor was rocking his hips above Seth’s head in just the right way. His experience showed.
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The problem is, the man he picks has more than a hint of experience. Even if he can be swayed by Seth’s vampiric ability to control him, Conor has a bit of a control issue himself.
Warning: this 4,700+ word story is for adults only! It contains mild mind control, bloodsucking, biting, 69-ing, and a hot facial for a vampire that just caught a human that’s almost too much to handle.
Excerpt:
“Your wrist,” Seth said, as Conor started pulling his pants off, one leg at a time. How did they lose clothes so fast? Fuck, but his head was swimming. He’d never been — dominated. This was strange, letting someone else do it. Letting it happen. Because it wouldn’t have otherwise.
Conor offered his wrist as his hand wrapped around naked member, following up the shaft and pumping it hard. Nothing coating his hand. The friction was rough as hell and made Seth shudder all over, moaning like a fucking whore. Without ceremony, without thought, Seth pulled the wrist up to his mouth and bit into it.
He swallowed the blood like it was beer leaking from a broken glass. Conor’s lips parted prettily, but he hardly made a sound. He just watched, open-eyed, as Seth’s venom shot into his veins. Made him woozy, hornier. More than willing to offer every drop of blood he had.
Jesus Christ.
He flicked the tip of Seth’s length with his nail, pressing it into skin until Seth released his bloody wrist with a gasp of breath. Red stained his lips, dribbled down the vampire’s chin.
Conor released him and stood up, turning around. Seth didn’t move — not when he got such an excellent view of the huge, hanging member between Conor’s legs. This was most definitely not boring him. He was already tracing the veins running up the shaft with his eyes, wondering how come tasted when it wasn’t his own. Wondering if the blood in his mouth would change it.
“Suck,” Conor commanded, lowering himself onto Seth’s face without waiting. Seth did. He lifted himself up on his elbows and took the human’s cock between his lips, sucking hesitantly. He didn’t want his teeth scraping up anything unfortunately valuable — but Conor was rocking his hips above Seth’s head in just the right way. His experience showed.
A Bite on the Town (gay paranormal vampire erotica)
After years of stealing women from the streets and partaking of their blood and their libido, Seth is finding himself increasingly bored of them. What he really wants to sink his teeth — and his length — into is something new, fresh. And with no men under his belt, he thinks it’s about time things have changed.
The problem is, the man he picks has more than a hint of experience. Even if he can be swayed by Seth’s vampiric ability to control him, Conor has a bit of a control issue himself.
Warning: this 4,700+ word story is for adults only! It contains mild mind control, bloodsucking, biting, 69-ing, and a hot facial for a vampire that just caught a human that’s almost too much to handle.
Excerpt:
“Your wrist,” Seth said, as Conor started pulling his pants off, one leg at a time. How did they lose clothes so fast? Fuck, but his head was swimming. He’d never been — dominated. This was strange, letting someone else do it. Letting it happen. Because it wouldn’t have otherwise.
Conor offered his wrist as his hand wrapped around naked member, following up the shaft and pumping it hard. Nothing coating his hand. The friction was rough as hell and made Seth shudder all over, moaning like a fucking whore. Without ceremony, without thought, Seth pulled the wrist up to his mouth and bit into it.
He swallowed the blood like it was beer leaking from a broken glass. Conor’s lips parted prettily, but he hardly made a sound. He just watched, open-eyed, as Seth’s venom shot into his veins. Made him woozy, hornier. More than willing to offer every drop of blood he had.
Jesus Christ.
He flicked the tip of Seth’s length with his nail, pressing it into skin until Seth released his bloody wrist with a gasp of breath. Red stained his lips, dribbled down the vampire’s chin.
Conor released him and stood up, turning around. Seth didn’t move — not when he got such an excellent view of the huge, hanging member between Conor’s legs. This was most definitely not boring him. He was already tracing the veins running up the shaft with his eyes, wondering how come tasted when it wasn’t his own. Wondering if the blood in his mouth would change it.
“Suck,” Conor commanded, lowering himself onto Seth’s face without waiting. Seth did. He lifted himself up on his elbows and took the human’s cock between his lips, sucking hesitantly. He didn’t want his teeth scraping up anything unfortunately valuable — but Conor was rocking his hips above Seth’s head in just the right way. His experience showed.
The problem is, the man he picks has more than a hint of experience. Even if he can be swayed by Seth’s vampiric ability to control him, Conor has a bit of a control issue himself.
Warning: this 4,700+ word story is for adults only! It contains mild mind control, bloodsucking, biting, 69-ing, and a hot facial for a vampire that just caught a human that’s almost too much to handle.
Excerpt:
“Your wrist,” Seth said, as Conor started pulling his pants off, one leg at a time. How did they lose clothes so fast? Fuck, but his head was swimming. He’d never been — dominated. This was strange, letting someone else do it. Letting it happen. Because it wouldn’t have otherwise.
Conor offered his wrist as his hand wrapped around naked member, following up the shaft and pumping it hard. Nothing coating his hand. The friction was rough as hell and made Seth shudder all over, moaning like a fucking whore. Without ceremony, without thought, Seth pulled the wrist up to his mouth and bit into it.
He swallowed the blood like it was beer leaking from a broken glass. Conor’s lips parted prettily, but he hardly made a sound. He just watched, open-eyed, as Seth’s venom shot into his veins. Made him woozy, hornier. More than willing to offer every drop of blood he had.
Jesus Christ.
He flicked the tip of Seth’s length with his nail, pressing it into skin until Seth released his bloody wrist with a gasp of breath. Red stained his lips, dribbled down the vampire’s chin.
Conor released him and stood up, turning around. Seth didn’t move — not when he got such an excellent view of the huge, hanging member between Conor’s legs. This was most definitely not boring him. He was already tracing the veins running up the shaft with his eyes, wondering how come tasted when it wasn’t his own. Wondering if the blood in his mouth would change it.
“Suck,” Conor commanded, lowering himself onto Seth’s face without waiting. Seth did. He lifted himself up on his elbows and took the human’s cock between his lips, sucking hesitantly. He didn’t want his teeth scraping up anything unfortunately valuable — but Conor was rocking his hips above Seth’s head in just the right way. His experience showed.
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| BN ID: | 2940016628592 |
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| Publisher: | Sofia Bellhouse |
| Publication date: | 06/29/2013 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 335 KB |
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