Gemma

I waited for him, but he didn't push his dick back inside my mouth. Instead, I felt thick liquid drip down my throat. It caused me to splutter because it was so thick. When I tried to close my mouth, I felt his fingers between my teeth, which prevented me from closing it.

"Drink up. People would pay me a fortune for a few drops of my blood," he said, making me freeze.

Ugh. This was his blood? That was disgusting, and he expected me to be grateful?

I struggled to swallow while he had his fingers crammed in my mouth, but I managed not to choke as I gulped it down. When he removed his hands, I pushed my head up to glare at him while trying to get the weird taste out of my mouth. I gagged when I saw his wrist had black blood on it.

"What did you do? I don't want to be a fucking vampire?" I said while trying not to gag again when he licked his wrist.

His eyes narrowed on me, and he gripped my hair painfully to stare into my eyes.

"Watch your language and tone of voice when you speak to me," he said angrily.

"Okay," I whined because his fingers tightened in my hair. "Please let go of my hair."

All I could see was his forehead and his eyes now because of the damn swing. He stared at me momentarily, and I could tell he was trying to control his ire. I sighed a breath of relief when he let go of my hair. My first impression was correct because this vampire was an angry asshole.

He twirled me around a few times until he grabbed my leg. When I lifted my head, he was looking at my pussy with a scowl on his face. I let my head dangle back towards the floor and looked at the weird black and red contraption against the wall. I didn't want to find out what was done on that. It had bars and holes. When his fingers touched me, I jerked within my confines, but it felt as if he—

Was he playing with his cum?

My eyes closed when he began to rub his cum all over my pussy before he pushed his fingers inside of me.

"Do you require some refreshments before I fuck you again?" he asked in a low thick voice. There was no anger in it this time, only desire.

My eyes widened at the thought of having sex with him again. He didn't need any recovery time like last time. I thought it was a fluke, but it must have been a vampire thing.

"Ah, could I have some water, please?"

His fingers left me, and I began to spin again. This time, I caught his blur coming towards me. He unbuckled the cuffs and extracted my thighs from the thick black bands that had held me open. His hands went around my waist, lifting me off the swing. I held his chest to stabilise myself before he bent down to pick up a water bottle for me. I twisted the cap off and quickly drank the ice-cold water. He watched me as I drank with his usual creepy look.

"Why did you make me drink your blood?" I asked with a small shiver, remembering its feeling sliding down my throat. I rubbed my mouth in case I had blood on it, but when I looked at my hand, it was clean.

"In order for you to bear my children, you needed to consume my blood. It will also keep you physically more resilient."

My jaw dropped open, and I slapped a hand over my mouth.

"B-But aren't you technically dead?" I asked in confusion.

Dead but alive, it made my head hurt as it was. I thought he wanted to know about my period for some blood kink he had.

The wall lights behind him had a soft but warm glow, but the chandelier's light from above reflected in his eyes and gave him a maniacal look.

"Apparently, my dead seed will only take root in your womb," he said as he placed his hand on my belly and fanned his fingers out. I didn't miss his emphasis on the word dead.

It wasn't my fault he was dead, but I could see why someone would want to kill him, or perhaps the person who made him into a vampire wanted us all to suffer by making him alive and dead. I was missing the point. He was trying to impregnate me. I opened my mouth to protest, but he moved me backwards by snaking an arm around my waist.

This time, he had me bent over some depraved sex bench. He blurred around me, and I yanked on the restraints because he had put some circular tube between my teeth so I couldn't speak. I chomped on it to find it wasn't wood or metal. It had a rubber texture. I flinched when his palm unexpectedly struck my ass.

"I like you on your hands and knees," he said, but his voice sounded further away.

I couldn't figure out if he was in evil mode or super sadistic evil mode. When I twisted my neck around to check on him, he had a small clear bulb in his hand along with a hand pump bottle with clear liquid in it.

Fuck, it was lube .

I didn't like the look of where this was going. He had a smug look on his face that needled me.

"Do you like that horse bit gag?"

I scowled at him and shook my head before I faced the front again because my neck was beginning to get stiff.

"It will keep you nice and quiet while I work on your asshole."

The clear bulb-shaped mystery was solved. I wondered if all vampires were prone to sexual addiction because, on a human level, this shit was not normal. Nonetheless, I was not looking forward to this anal invasion.

I tried to steady my breathing and focused on the giant bed ahead of me. The rest of the house was light and airy, but as soon as you reached the bottom of the stairs, it was dark and eery. My heart beat faster as I felt something wet hit my ass.

"I could listen to the harmonic hum of your blood rushing around your body forever. I especially love it when your heartbeat is wildly erratic because I wonder if it's with fear or excitement," he said as I held my breath when I felt the cold tip of something against my ass.

I heard another few pumps before he began to push it against my ass. There was so much lubricant that I felt my hole stretch open as he began to push it inside of me. I began to pant and cried out when it began to sink inside of me. My eyes closed in relief because the cold glass plug was fully inside me. That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I felt him stroke my thigh before he rubbed my ass where he had slapped me.

"Your ass sucked that plug in nicely," he said in a low husky voice. "But we need to work on stretching your hole out."

My eyes flew open, and I felt him slowly begin to pull it out again. My hands rattled uselessly in their cuffs, and I curled my feet up in fear and apprehension. I tensed up as I felt the uncomfortable stretch when the thicker part of the plug slipped out. I placed my cheek on the padded bench in front of me in defeat because he pushed the bastard thing back inside of me.

"What a pretty asshole you have," he murmured as he pulled it out again. "Beautiful."

When my pussy began to grow wet again, I knew I was doomed with this diabolical vampire. I clenched my teeth down on the plastic bit and tried to relax my ass so it wasn't as uncomfortable. At first glance, the plug seemed small, but it didn't feel that way when he kept screwing me with it.

It seemed like he wasn't stopping anytime soon.