Vampire King’s Little Killer

Compulsion: an irresistible urge to behave in a certain way, especially against one’s conscious wishes.

Vesper

“Stop looking at me like I’m about to do something wrong. I’ll get it done. You know I will.” I couldn’t help but defend myself in front of Aldrich. Sure, we had been sexual in the past. With all the centuries there’s bound to be intimacy between us.

“But we should get back to the den, not visit your omega.”

I huffed and told him that Snow was not my omega. Though she is one, very pliant, bendy, and willing omega who thrives on supernatural beings between her legs.

“Give me an hour? Oh, come on, father is busy and Tessa still has forty-something days before the newly shifted werewolf half-brother tries to kill her. And we all know she’s more than capable to defend herself.” I may have sounded a bit more on the whiney side but after smelling how aroused Tessa was after the blood-draining activities I know I needed to get her scent out of my head. It was too cringy for my taste.

“Look, I don’t want to walk into the den with my erection half-cocked. You can smell her too, right?”

“I can, but I can contain myself better than you.”

“Well, old man, I still have a libido of a very horny young man coursing throughout my two hundred and fifty years old mind.”

“Hey, I was thirty-five when I was turned and only five decades older than you.” He scolded me.

“Look, why don’t we meet up at the den?” I heard him growl when he knew that he was left out of options knowing I can be very stubborn.

“Whatever, Ammar texted, he’d be at the den. So, I’m going to…”

“Fuck him?”Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Vesper, seriously, is everything have to be about fucking with you?”

“Well, not with me, obviously. I know you prefer my brother to me.” Okay. I might sound a bit jealous. I know that I can be too dramatic for my own good. Aldrich is sexy without even realizing it, and when he said that we were getting too comfortable with our arrangement, he hurt my ego.

“Vesper, you’re the prince. You know your sire would want you mated and not fool around with his bodyguard.”

“Yeah… yeah, okay,” I told him to drop me off at Snow’s little townhouse. Though I know it was a risk to go there unannounced, I know she’ll take me to her bed just because she likes me. A bit too much for her own good.

Snow is an omega, and she was expected to be mated to an alpha. But Snow is rebellious, she was holding off on her mating and not settling down for as long as she could. Well, that was all in human years. Our little affair would feel like a summer fling for a vampire like me.

The sexy vixen greeted me in her lingerie. It was as if she was waiting for me all along and I didn’t ask further when I dragged her pliant body into my arms and fused her lips in seconds. “Vesper,” her voice was raspy when she put her arms on my shoulder, pulling me closer for a deeper kiss.

In the darkness of her hallway, I didn’t find any trouble in locking her front door behind me and then leading us to her bedroom. Her legs were wrapped around my waist already, and she was letting out her sweet scent of arousal that was making my cock even harder. But when we got to her bedroom, I did not expect the familiar scent lingering there.

“Who did you invite here last?”

“Oh my… Vesper, I didn’t know that you get jealous?”

“I’m not, now tell me. Who is he?” I groaned as I start to feel the annoyance build up inside me. Yes, Snow was one of those who didn’t know what they were dealing with.

“Maybe after you fuck me, I’ll share my little secret with you?”

Well, there goes my erection. Damn it. I never did respond well to threats, and for this little human to lay it out for me, I was basically done with her.

With Lowell Varg’s scent still in the air, I know I need to question her further. God, daddy king was going to be so pleased that I worked hard in finding the… Ew… ew… just ew! When did my mind become Tessa’s?

I let go of Snow, dropped her to bed, and asked her one more time. This time I had my hand on her neck, tilting her to face me and letting out my compulsion. The werewolf whine when I decided not to kiss her, but her eyes were on mine as she slowly gave in to my compulsion.

“I will ask again, my dearest Snow. Who was here last time?” I smiled too fucking sweetly while my thumb grazed her pink lips, but she was staying strong. I could see that she was still trying to keep her mind to herself. Then I smirked knowing exactly what will make her crumble.

She was seated by the edge of the bed, her legs parted as I stood between them. Her first moans broke when I slip my free hand under the lace panties and touch her slick pussy. My fingers expertly stroke her and she shuddered, needing more.

“Patience, Snow, give me the name.” I had a strong feeling that Snow had fucked the man wanted by my sire. And I need to find him now. The horny werewolf was practically riding my fingers, whimpering, saying that she needed more.

“I’ll give you more, you know what to give me.”

“Fuck, Vesper,” she whined needily.

“Don’t you want my tongue inside your hungry tight hole of yours?”

She kissed me and whine some more before she cried out her yesses. “Please…”

“Name, baby, then I’ll fuck you with my tongue. I still remember how much you like my face between your legs. Don’t you want to ride my face? I could eat you out all night.” I proved my point by pulling out my fingers and letting her watch as I liked her arousal then kissed her mouth, making her taste herself.

“Lowell… V-varg,”

“Mmh…” Just as I thought. Now I just need an address. I pushed her back down to the bed and yanked away her panties with one tug.

“Vesper,”

“I know, baby, let me take care of you,” this was a bit too much, I thought. But hey, I never leave my sexual partners unsatisfied. That’s just not the Vesper experience I want my women and men to boast about.

“Fuck… oh, fuck…” Her legs trembled when she almost reaches her climax, my tongue slipped inside her, my mouth sucked her shamelessly and after one hard lick, I pulled away.

“Where does he lives?”

“A couple of houses down,” she gasped, “left…” she hissed when I pushed my fingers and my thumb rubbing her out expertly. “L-left side, with… b-blue door.”

“You did good,” I praised and leaned down to continue eating her out until she was a trembling mess in my arms. I sucked her arousal dry. Then continuing to puncture her pale snowy thigh and let my vampire venom sipped into her artery just the way she likes it. I drank a little of her blood to taste her need for sexual bliss. “You will not remember telling me about Varg in the morning.” I slipped my words while looking straight into her eyes, assuring her that my words were true and I relaxed when said yes. Seconds later her orgasm burst and she screamed out my name.

It took me less than a minute to get Snow under the covers, tuck her in, and leave her house. I went straight to Varg’s house and decided to watch it from afar, making sure that it was his. But the sight in front of me was hitting my cock with another arousal that made me groan in annoyance.

Not again.

The male wolf was hot as fuck, the woman spread her legs, and she was on her back lying on the back seat of a car. He put his hand on her mouth to keep her quiet while he pounded her mercilessly. She was writhing under him until she climaxed with quiet sobbing noises of ecstasy.

“Don’t ever come to my house again, I will come to you.” His voice was deep, sexy, and raspy at the same time. I had the urge to rub my cock trying to will it to calm down.

I couldn’t unglue my eyes away from the man, the wolf’s scent carried by the wind hits me hard. It was him, the scent I learned to remember when Aldrich took me to Tessa’s ruined apartment. At the same time, I was smelling his sexual prowess, his rawness mixed with his earthy scent. I had to lick my lips like a naughty peeping tom as I watch the couple from the darkest corner of the house.

“I… I’m sorry, Lowell. But I needed this.”

Yep, that’s him. The couple quickly wiped the evidence of their meeting. She pulled up her panties and put her dress back on while Lowell just tugged up his jeans. The wolf didn’t even bother to wear any underwear and apparently not even a t-shirt.

Damn.

But then as the money exchanged hands, I realized this was what the woman was coming for Lowell for. Sex. And she was paying him for it.

Well then…