Aurora The Vampire’s Pet

It is the year 3030 and the vampires had taken over the world. They took away everything from us and made us followers of their absurd rules known as the “vampire law.”

All of humanity were under their command and each city has a lord. The lords were in charge of each city making sure everyone abides by the vampire law book.

The poorest amongst them were taken as pets and slaves.. locking them up so they could work for them as they treat them like animals and feed on their blood whenever.

Aurora was one of the lucky ones until one day she got manipulated and kidn*pped while she was out shopping with her mother.

Ever since that day, Aurora was locked in a cage in a pet shop, rotting away as she awaits a blood sucking monster to come buy her and make her his pet.

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SNEAK PEEK 🫣

Aurora. Seriously go awa-" He stopped as I slowly crawled next to him.

His wings surrounded his own body, shielding him from being able to see me at all. His wings were beautiful really. It's a shame that I won't be able to see them for much longer.

"Do you have a death wish or something?!" He asked frantically.

Not a wish, in fact, according to him, it was my responsibility. Dying wasn't something that I ever wanted to happen, but it was going to whether I liked it or not.

His wings stiffened as I touched them, enough so for me to be able to force them apart. He had to have separated them partially himself because I doubt that I could have overpowered his wings.

I paused once I saw his position. He was forcing himself back against the headboard as much as he could. almost as if he was scared of me.

His eyes met mine for barely a second before he squeezed them shut, turning his head away from me. Even his nails were digging into the sheets, trying to keep himself together.

He opened his mouth, probably to scold me or tell me to go away, but nothing came out.

My heart was thundering in my chest as I inched closer to him, careful to not touch him.

This was it. I was actually about to do this.

Taking one more deep breath, I reached out.

He immediately turned to face me once my fingers made contact with his jaw, his eyes wide as he looked at me.

I didn't even give myself time to hesitate before I cupped my hands behind his head and pulled him forward, enough to where his mouth met with mine.

His body went completely still as I forced his mouth open with my own, just enough for him to be able to taste the blood within mine.

I could tell it had worked by the strained noise that exited his throat as I pulled back. I barely had time to process his sudden grip on my before our positions had swapped.

He was above me, wings raised in a predatory way as his hands pinned my wrists down. His deep, shaky breaths grazed my neck. Yet he still hadn't bit me. He wanted to. Both of us knew that he wanted to more than anything else.

I could feel him fighting it, but I knew that he wouldn't pull away. He physically couldn't, his own body wouldn't let him, not now that he had gotten this far.

I squeezed my eyes shut, my fear quickly beginning to show itself.

"Do it... Please." I begged him, breathless from the tension in my chest.

I just wanted to get this over with, to make it as fast as possible. His grip tightened on my wrists, luckily with the pads of his fingers and not his nails.

Then, without any more hesitation, the pain of his fangs burying themselves in my neck spread throughout my entire body. A small whimper was all that I allowed exit my throat, instead, I balled my hands into fists as a way to try in vain to cope with the pain.

I could feel myself instinctually trying to pull away and push him off, but his grip held tight. Getting out of this wasn't an option. Tears sprung to my eyes from pain, fear, and partial regret as the purr of satisfaction rumbled in his chest.