thewhitedragon

vampire erotica
She grinned at him as she reached out and grabbed him by the throat, effortlessly raised him clear off the ground and slammed him into the wall. As his mouth opened in a vain attempt to scream, she could see his custom fangs glistening with his excited saliva.
As she spoke, he could see the gleaming white tips of two pin-sharp incisors.
"What you gonna do, badass, bite me?"
Paul tried to scream but she was squeezing the air from his throat, crushing his larynx and his vocal cords.
"All you fucking wannabe vampires - you're giving us a bad rep."
The vampire stabbed her sharpened black nails into the flesh of his throat, tearing away skin and flesh and fat. She put her mouth to the pissing red wound and drank.
Belladonna rubbed his cock through his leathers as she fed on him, and laughed as he reached out, desperately trying to grab her right tit. His body spasmed then stiffened in the throes of orgasm even though he knew he was dying.
Paul's moans of pain and pleasure were an eerie gargle that rushed from the gaping hole in his throat.