Vampires Lust

He struggled against his cuffs, his chafing wrists burned with pain as he slammed his back against the wall, groaning in displeasure as his bare skin scraped against the moist, moldy chambers. Blood, his life’s essence was dripping down his bearded chin, peaking from his pale lips. His tongue ran along his lips tasting the irony fluid, and then across his teeth. His body was completely nude, save for some boxers, he was dirty and a few scratches ran across his chest, His fangs slid out at the taste of the blood. He groaned again. God, he was hungry. He was so hungry…. His entire body ached for blood. He couldn’t remember how long he hand been chained up there… awhile. So weak, he was…. Couldn’t break loose…

Creak…

The door to his chamber opened, and a curved figure stepped in. She wore nothing but black and a dog collar adorned her neck, but at the sight of his nearly-naked body she tossed it aside and licked her lips. Her hand ran along her neck, tenderizing the skin. At the sight of this the vampire’s stomach groaned his eyes flashed a bright yellow and he fought valiantly against the chains that held him, yearning, aching, wanting oh-so-badly to taste her sweet crimson life…

“Now, Alucard,” she purred, sauntering up to him and stroking his chin. His body shuddered and he strained to not lunge at her soft flesh, to sink his curled fangs deeply into her neck.

He could hear the blood pounding through her veins as her hands gliding down his bare chest, studying the small wounds that decorated it. Several shivers ran down his spine and he began to feel slightly aroused. He knew there was already sexuality associated with vampires… but…

“I bet you’re hungry,” the girl whisper in his ear. Her neck was so close… he could almost see the blood pulsing through her arteries. He groaned, abstaining from each of his growing desires. He could see quite well even in the dim light, and he know that she, while not the skinniest, was quite attractive, fueling his ever growing… sexual lust. This caused him to worry.

Would it show?

“Well Alucard… I see you’ve got a little more than bloodlust going on right now, eh?” she giggled.
His cheeks reddened in embarrassment.

“Please…” he managed to choke out, “I’m so hungry…”

“Feed as you please, then,” she said, pressing her body against his, allowing him clear oh-so-wonderful access to her supple, tender, flesh.

His eyes flashed wildly and he drove his fangs deeply into her neck, causing her to cry out in pain. This only inflamed his lust, and he shook his head slightly, tearing her skin apart; so the blood flow was quickened, and he knew she would not make it out alive.

He drank savagely moaning and grunting in pleasure as the sweet taste of her blood flooded into his mouth. He sucked at her wounds, nibbling her neck and ripping her flesh. He even swallowed some of the flesh, it made him feral, stronger, and soon her body feel limp against his. He knew she was dead.
This did not concern him however. With his newfound strength he wrenched himself from the wall, violently snapping the chains that withheld his freedom. He fell to the ground, the girl had a chair to stand on... he hadn’t noticed that before. Perhaps he was too concerned with her body to notice.

His own body was covered in blood; it stained his chin and neck, his chest and some of his navel. Taking her blood had fueled his animalistic tendencies, and that was reflected in his own body. His cock had swelled to its full size… he had a complete erection.

Now that he had quelled the first lust using her, he felt no reason he could not quell the second one using her as well. His boxers fell to the ground and he quickly stripped her of her clothes.
And all that was heard from the chamber that night were groans of pleasure.

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