Erotica Anthology #6

Midnight

#28

Midnight

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This second,

Escape the night.

The clock is ticking backward

Meet me the other side….

Schneizel moves his finger, scratching the wall in my hole. My blood rushes out in small drops, I can feel it. It is staining my hole. It is staining his nail. And it simply stains his hard d*ck.

Amethyst zi Britannia is in a mission to find out the traitor within the kingdom of Vampire Empire. But first she must use a host for her mind to rest upon, pretending that she is the host and not the princess of their kingdom, while trying to handle an attack from a vampire nobleman’s son who is under the compel of the moon to breed.

Amethyst might be a very collected vampire, but her host is innocent as a white sheet, and fragile under the midnight’s laminating moon. With a handsome noble boy wanting more than just to plunge into her, how can she resist? But will even him just enough to satisfy a s*x-hungry young vampire?

*

The moonlight shines and reflects on his figure intensely, it makes my blood run cold. There is nothing fine about the way he looks at me ─ hungry and killing. His seas of red eyes are like dried pool of blood. I can’t blink when I start back at him in fear.

He’s here for it.

I push my luck by trying to climb away from the bed, but he lungs on top of me in an instant. He put his weight on me even before I can move away, blocking my way from escaping. He knows that I will never win when it comes to physical strength, so he uses his body to keep me stay lying on the bed.

“Let go of me!” I order at him.

Ignoring me, he locks both of my hands with his hold. His face is suddenly inches away from mine as I face the other way to keep the distance. Something cold is being place over my neckline unexpectedly, making me flinch and shudder from the contact.

I move my head away so that I can get lose from the cold thing. Instead I get pierce on the skin. I whimper in pain.

“No, Schneizel. Stop trying to bite me.”

By using my hand to block his face from coming nearer, I can finally lift his cold lips and sharp fang tips against my neck. But he does something rather expected instead.

He bites my arm.

I winch in pain even though I already knew the risk when I used my hand to push him away. He’s hungry, so he has no control over himself. I can only watch as he sucks blood from my arm.

No good. Only five seconds have passed, and I already start feeling dizzy as the cause.

Good thing that when Schneizel started sucking my blood, he forgets about the rest of the situation. When he removes his other hand from holding my wrist and place it on my hand he’s sucking from, my unhurt hand is free. So I use it to push him, as hard as I can.

He doesn’t budge. Even for an inch, of course. He doesn’t even look like he’s bothered and just keeps drinking my blood. I push him again, this time harder. But as my free hand make contact with his ribs, it’s as if I am the one that’s being hurt. I want to let out a cry, but hold myself together. With a final push, he finally let go of me.

But with an action, comes a consequence. I find my arms bleeding really hard when Schneizel lift his lips from it. I skin is ripped, I’m sure of that. And it is at least with a size as big as a baseball. I hold my hand to block the bleeding and for the first time raising my head.

Blood is dripping from Schneizel’s lips. And even if he already cleans it, there’s still more on his cheek, close to the tip of his mouth. His mouth is close, so I can’t see his fangs. But I’d felt its sharpness before ─ and it’s not nice at all.

His yellow blonde hair is hanging on his head, still tidy and curly. His skin is still pale, but not like the paper-white before, this paleness that symbolize that he’s not so hungry anymore. His eyes are not glomming in a complete red sea anymore, but have eased down to only red in pupils. He’s still bending over me, but rather calmer this time.

Schneizel’s not hungry for blood. I can see it in his eyes. Sadly, the hungriness has been replaced for something else....

Lust.

My silky-thin nightgown is now torn because of fighting him. I find that out after I followed his stare on my breasts’ area. The tusky white material is exposing my whole neck, down to my shoulders and half top of my chest. If I make any sudden and too brutal move right now, I’m afraid that my breasts will be completely exposed later.

I move my injured hand to cover myself, even though it’s not like it’s a much help. My ivory nightgown is sticking to my figure too much.

From the corner of my eyes, I can see Schneizel’s movement. He crawls closer to me until his infrequent death breath cares my opened skin ─ too cold that it actually making goose bumps on me. One of his hands pulls my injured hand away so that he can look more, but I stop him with my other hand.

Irritated, he slaps my hand and accidentally breaks it. I scream in pain as my left hand fall to my side, combine with the torture of feeling my injured hand being squeeze without any mercy by Schneizel. As the cause, my blood flows out like a leaking embankment from my right hand, while my other hand is bleeding internally.

"No...." I whisper weakly.

Being control by his lust, Schneizel ribs open my night gown. I have no other defenses against him anymore when he starts rubbing every inch of my now bare skin. His hands find their ways on my n*****s in no time. I curse silently of my habit of not wearing bras while asleep. His touch is getting intense that my body even reacts to him. I find my n*****s getting hard in seconds. Each cares make goose bumps all over my skin. And finally, getting wet.

Schneizel must have smelled it, because the next thing I know, both of us are already naked. My night gown is already shattered completely, while my underwear is completely out of sight. And I know that because it's getting air and cold down there.

He removes his hands from my breasts and places them on my tight. Next, he spread my legs so wide, I think my wetness is combing with blood that's coming from my lower part right now.

I hold my breath this time in realization.

He's going to do it.

Schneizel surprises me by dodging his face between my thighs and start....

"Aaahhhhhhh...."

What comes out from my lips is a pure pleasure moan. The feeling of his tongue licking my private part is just too unbearable, I have to tell him through my voice. Schneizel is leaking both my wetness and blood at the same time, and both of them keep appearing new stock for him to devour. And the bad news is, I keep moaning, louder and louder each time he makes contact with my center.

I'm not really sure of how long we've been like this—me moaning and him licking. Moreover, his tongue is also cold as ice. And it just makes me unable to stop. So he's the one that stop.

Schneizel lift his head and put his waist on top. He's not even touching my skin, but I already can't wait for him. Oh, the pain of not being touch! Such an unbearable mental torment!

Somehow, he feels my need and ends my longing.... Only to be shower by both pain and pleasure. On top of that ─ what's out of sense, yet very understandable ─ is to the fact that I want of more them.

The blonde vampire insert me with such power, I feel like I want to explode. I think I'm going to faint out of this activity, but instead, I just keep lusting more. I never feel so focus. Focus to the pain and pleasure he's giving me.

When Schneizel pulls away, I can't help but to feel disappointed. But my disappointment vanish soon when he enter me once more. I have bend my body this time because the push is just too much this time, braiding pain and pleasure in one twisting filling in my hole.

"Yes...." I barely mutter it lowly.

It's hard to control myself when there's a huge d**k inside me. Moreover since my legs are getting weak and my whole is getting sore. I can bet that more blood is leaking from it. It's not surprising that the rest of my naked body is also tired. But it's completely different for Schneizel, though.

He pulls away, and then jolts me by raining thrusts. I scream in a satisfying song that escapes my lips. Both of his hands hold my legs down so that I can spread wider than before, since I'm getting weak. My inside is restless and excited, though. Wanting nothing more than to be filled until the morning comes.

Our below parts might be busy entertaining each others, but our whole activity is still too low. Schneizel lower his head to me, and then start biting my top.

He's not using his fangs, though. He only uses his mouth and even teeth, creating a love mark on my ivory skin. And when he lifts his head, I can see a reddish blush between my breasts. The small red dot means nothing compare to how our below parts slapping each others in hunger, until Schneizel bend over to create some more love marks all over me. And by the time he already mark my whole front, I can feel myself feeling drink in ecstasy.

That's not all, of course. He pulls away his d**k from my hole, turn me over, and ride me from behind. The change is kind of drastic and fresh. I finally moan some more as he plant cold kisses on my back.

When I think that this can't get any better, something sharp shoot through my hole, the same time as Schneizel is still thrusting inside me. Something this sharp.... Have to be a vampire's nail. So he's inserting his finger now.

Schneizel move his finger, scratching the wall in my hole. My blood rush out in small drops, I can feel it. It is staining my hole. It is staining his nail. And it simply stains his hard d**k.

It hurts when he does that, but the pain is balanced with pleasure in no time. And when I'm already used to the feeling, he insert another finger. This time, more destructive than the other first. His second finger injects my hole, while his d**k and his first finger is still inside of me, twisting my flesh and builds a newer pleasuring wave. I let out another moan, which echoes through the room and into the outside empty garden.

Why do I let him do this? I wonder. When even I started letting him touch me ever so boldly?

I look up, far from Schneizel and the ceiling of my room. My eyes find their way to the sight outside. The sky is dark, dark blue, shower with knitting twinkling stars. The circle the one big start above my world.

The moon.

It’s full and red, like a fresh newborn’s.

It is the wedding night, the one time that comes each 10 years to force our beings to have s*x and produce a new line of vampire-born babies. And it’s not just Schneizel who had taken the effect before he could lock himself up, but also me. That’s why I didn’t even resist his hands.

Schneizel suddenly growl, loud enough that I snatch my head back to him. He looks upside down from my position right now, and it’s hard to see what’s causing him to feel so frustrated.

“What’s wrong?” I ask him even though I know that he won’t even be able to listen to my question.

The breeding effect had caused that to him and blocked his ability for the fullest awareness.

I try to turn around, but since I have three things injected into my hole, the attempt hurts more than it should have been for usual circumstances. I manage to spot the problem, though.

Someone is here at the door.

But it’s not a vampire, so there’s no thread of competition for him.

“Yes?” I ask her, loud enough to be hear from the outside hallway.

Her breath becomes quicker than before as her heartbeat does. It is even possible that no vampire is attacking her while she was on her way to this wing? The maids’ chambers are at the opposite building from this manor. Maybe everyone else had already locked themselves, and it was just us who didn’t.

“I’m here because I heard noises from outside when I passed by, My Lady. Is everything fine in there?” The maid asks.

“Yes, everything is perfectly fine.” Although she won’t be safe is she enters. Schneizel will probably kill her out of anger. Vampires do not like to be disturbed while breeding. “Is that all?”

“Y-yes, My Lady,” she answers, shuttering.

Was it something in my voice that causes her to act that way?

“Why were you walking passed this wing, anyway?” I ask her.

“I was just taking water, My Lady,” is her answer.

Hmm, that sounds boring. This is boring. Suddenly, an idea flashes through my head.

“Are you still there, little maid?” I call out.

“Yes, My Lady.”

“Then come in. I have something to ask of you.”

I can hear one of the double doors being pull open and revealing a woman, looking more mature than my body and no little at all. She’s tall like a model. But her reaction to everything is just too shy.

“Come closer,” I order her when she doesn’t.

Schneizel growl some more when her smell hit his nostril.

“It’s okay,” I tell him.

The maid must have thought that I was talking to her, because she walks closer until the moonlight fall upon her not-so- flawless figure. A shock gasp is escaping from her half-dried brown-red lips. I take it that this is her first time of seeing two vampires breeding under the moonlight, judging from how red her face is now.

“Come here.” I hold out my hand to her. She walks to me weakly, almost falling to the carpet each time she tries to move her feet.

Once she’s at the side of the bed, I bravely pull her over with one hand. She yelps as her head falls near to my waist, face turning redder than ever once she sees my naked body. Schneizel groans frustratedly from my behind, but I hold my free hand on him to calm him. He then removes his fingers from my hole and moves his hands to hug my waist, pushing me deeper into him. Automatically, his head is lying on my shoulder. I can feel it by the breeze of his cold nostril, and my body shudders as a reaction. I can also feel his muscled figure on my back ─ very solid yet delicate by touch. His hands also feel like the same texture, tingling on my stomach.

I manage to keep my face in a comfortable expression while doing so, though.

“What’s your name?” I ask the maid with a soft smile.

“V-vannessa, My Lady.” She nods her head as low as possible.

“Vannessa, would you mind scotching over and do me a favor?”

She shakes her hand and come closer to my side even though she’s trembling in nervousness. I pull her hand up to my lips without looking away from her. She has a nice thick black hair and sun-kissed skin tone. I have to kiss her wrist before I can secretly pierce her skin. She winces in pain, but she the pained expression on her face soon turns to pleasure. I don’t drink her blood, though. I only poke holes on her veins so that I can let her blood flows out marvelously.

The next step I take is to pour her freshly wounded hand on my head and let her blood rain down on my ivory body by squeeze the blood out of her hand with my nails. The red color stains the grayish white of my skin, and soon, I am covered with blood. I pull Vanessa’s hand away and close her wound by placing her wrist over my lips once more and lick it. When I let her go, she brings her wrist to her chest. Her face’s having a slight fever.

“Thank you for your corporation. Now, as a little present.”

I pull her non-wounded hand and put it below my waist. I let one of her finger insert between my private part and she moans marvelously. I smile at her reaction, but Schneizel gets jealous and ready to attack her. But I quickly remove her finger and let her go.

“Good girl. Now you forget if this ever happen and go back to your bed,” I tell her, making contact with her eyes.

A grey circle appears, framing her dark blue eyes. Her expression falls into a statue immediately after that without leaving any traces of red blush anywhere. This means she’s already under my compulsion.

Vanessa gets up from my bed and closes the door behind her as soundless as possible, suiting to my liking. As I hear her footsteps walking further away, I turn to Schneizel and smile at him.

“Now, you can have me again,” I say to him.

Schneizel growl in response, but with lust this time. He pushes me down so I lie on the bed. He removes his c**k from my hole, and suddenly I feel really empty below there. But he soon diverts my attention by licking my neck. I feel good to have his tongue back on me. His tongue cleans the blood that’s staining my skin, even though there’s nothing more we can do to the blood that already spilled on the bed cover.

After feasting on my neck, he trails down to my chest, and eventually my breast. He licks around my huge breast, intentionally leaving the center for last. And once he has finished, he sucks my n****e so hard, I really start to think that I’m willing to give it away for him to keep forever. I feel really restless when his mouth let go of my n*****s. He then turns to my other breast and do the same thing to it. I moan softly and enjoy the feeling of his contact. My body move a little under him, sort of struggling until my private part met the head of his c**k. I feel good, and he feels better. His lips groan on my left n*****s once he has finished sucking it deeply.

The next part of my body that he licks is my stomach. He has to move his body down to do this, do when he does, his c**k leaves my private part alone. It’s kind of sad, though. I can never get enough of it if he plans on making my private part long for him. But soon his tongue departs from the middle of my chest and down to my stomach hole, pulling my attention really to it. He keeps cold his tongue in there for a while, before cleaning my entire stomach. Then, as the grand prize, he smirks and starts planting kisses on my private part, almost lovingly. Vanessa’s blood will surely stick on his lips later, I think.

“Hmmmm,” I moan. This feeling is really nice.

Time for extreme again. Private part still stained with blood, Schneizel use his hands to part my walls and..... Oh! I’m in pure bliss. His tongue! It’s inside me ─ moving slightly between the walls of my private part. And he doesn’t even hold it. He pushes his tongue as deep as he can into me, making me scream in top pleasure once more.

“Please,” I beg him in naughty tone. “Do me harder.”

For some reasons, Schneizel seems to be able to hear me. He pushes his cold tongue deeper and breaks my cilt. It hurts so bad, yet satisfy my lust so much more. The feeling is too awesome that I moan loudly without suppressing myself this time.

After suck the blood that flows out from my cilt, he pulls away and cleans my private part. Then he finishes his job my cleaning the rest of me with his tongue. Each contact he makes with my skin feels so extreme after my breaking. And once he’s done, I just don’t want to hold anymore and pull his finger to stab back into my private part.

“Do me here. Hard,” I order him.

Schneizel obeys and stabs his finger deeper into my cilt again. I know that my private part is really flawless and touchable, and I can’t remove my eyes from when Schneizel’s finger last seen. But I decide that I already have enough of it. So I avert my gaze to his body instead. His c**k is very visible and hard as steel. His muscles are breathing for me only. A few spots of blood covers his abs and cheeks, but it just makes him look more desirable. But what I want the most is to just gaze into his desperate lustful red eyes. Those crimson not only lust for me, but desperate for me to stay with him, too.

“Don’t worry,” I say, hugging him as his finger crush into my fragile-looking cilt as I do so. “I’m not going anywhere.”

And with that, we become one with me once again and sinks into the pleasure we must obtain under this moonlight.

*

A black demon is watching them from afar when they think no one is looking. The moonlight that reflects behind him does not affect him at all like how it does to those vampires. While his pale hands are folded on his chest, his dark eyes are gazing naughtily over the union of those two who have become the night’s slaves for today. It is such a rare chance to find the crown at her weakest moment.

He watched the techniques they are using, the way they entertain each other with pleasure. And he finally decides that it’s time to end this silliness. He lures the human maid to make it looks like she accidentally cross the hallway outside her room when she keeps screaming with such lust. The human maid proven to be useless, though. And she even has the chance to touch her. He agrees that she is no longer needed, and erases her.

Next, the demon only put her eyes to watch over the smoothness of her bare skin. So white and pale. It forms a figure exactly how he likes his women to be ─ curvy. She’s slim, yet very round at the breasts and ass. From just looking, he knows that her sizes will be at least a perfect one hundred. She’s also slender and smooth, he can bet just by traveling his dark eyes through her naked figure. Then, he also decides that the vampire’s action to tear away her nightgown was a good step.

The creature from hell wonders, though. What will be her reaction when her mind is once clear? Will she regret it to the point that she only desires to end her existence? Or will she simply acts as if nothing happen? After all, she has betrayed her betrothed love one. She does not tolerate betrayal, and that works even for herself. So there is a possibility to the first assumption.

And if she does, will she let him make her as his toy? It will be a waist for her to be death. He can at least enjoy one moment when he’ll find himself insider her forbidden hole. Oh, that beautiful hole. Maybe he can even drink from it. He’ll like the taste of her, even though it’s not her own strong yet poisonous blood. Just thinking of her already make him impossible to suppress his harden c**k.

He will surely need to satisfy himself. But he can’t do that to her ─ at least not yet.

When he hears her moaning screams, though, he knows that it is time for him to hunt a new innocent soul to be damned. A fresh meat will be nice between his legs with now. So he vanished. In thin air. Just like that. The spot where he just stood on the roof across from her room is now empty, even by air.