Ayla's Supernatural Love Dungeon

Quick side notes here. This story is part of my 10 days of Halloween. I’d also like to apologize. I am a slave to my own mind and the stories it creates. So without further ado…

Fucking Vampire

Marcel mixed a cup of hot chocolate in the kitchen. A heating pad was laid on the counter next to the mug. He carried both items to the bedroom when the drink was completely mixed. When he entered the bedroom, he saw a girl with a messy bun dressed in baggy clothes curled up on the bed.

            “Hey babe, I brought you hot chocolate and a heating pad,” he announced. The only response he received was a groan. He placed the items on the nightstand next to the bed. “Are you okay?”

            “Fuck no!” the girl groaned.

Marcel reached out and rubbed the girl’s back. “I’m sorry, Hazel.”

 Hazel sat up and whined. “I hate my period. I can’t tell if my body is in pain or if I want to be fucked senseless.”

            Marcel’s ears perked up at the mention of sex.

Hazel turned to Marcel. “Vampire girls are so lucky. They don’t have periods.”

Marcel chuckled at her statement. “True. However, vampires, as a whole, still need to drink blood to survive.”

            “My period doesn’t bother you, does it?” Hazel questioned.

Marcel leaned down and nuzzled her neck. “Not in the way you think,” he breathed.

Hazel blushed. This reaction egged Marcel on. “I could help with the ‘fucked senseless’ bit,” he expressed. He crawled onto the bed and pinned Hazel beneath him. He stared down at her with his leg pressed between her legs. “What do you say, babe?”

Hazel’s breathing became erratic. Her menstrual cycle and the way Marcel eyed her made her feel like she was in heat. “Okay,” she mumbled.

Marcel smiled a toothy grin. “Then lay back against the bed baby.”

Hazel did as instructed, but buried her face in her hands, embarrassed and unsure how to feel. Marcel kissed down her neck, grazing his fangs against the skin. His cool body felt amazing against Hazel’s feverish body. The kisses stopped at the collar of her baggy shirt. Marcel bunched the fabric up around Hazel’s bust. Normally he’d play and tease her breasts, but his goal tonight was messier. Much messier. He resumed the kisses directly under her breasts and trailed down her stomach until he reached the waistband of her black sweatpants. He looked up to see Hazel’s face still buried in her hands. “Are you sure you’re okay with me doing this?” he asked.

Hazel slightly nodded yes.

            Marcel pulled the sweatpants down until they pooled around Hazel’s ankles. He grazed his fangs against her thighs until he arrived at the center of her panties. He kissed the center of her panties before completely removing them.

            Hazel peered through her fingers and all she could see was a mess of pastel purple hair. She felt his tongue flick and tease her clit. Her breathing came in short raspy breaths. Shortly after this she felt his tongue press past her lips and felt his tongue moving around. Part of her enjoyed his ministrations, but the other half couldn’t get passed the fact that she was on her period and he was eating her out. It didn’t make her feel any better knowing that Marcel was a vampire and that he was used to all kinds of blood. After a while, she just rode the wave and blocked out all thoughts.

            Having made Hazel climax, Marcel removed himself from her legs, his face was spotless. No indication of what he just did. The only amount of blood that Hazel could see was on Marcel’s fangs. Before any words were spoken Marcel quickly received a towel from the bathroom and returned to the bedroom as quickly as he had left. He tapped Hazel’s legs until she lifted her hips up and he placed the towel underneath her.

            Hazel pinched her legs closed, embarrassed.

            “What’s wrong baby?” Marcel asked.

“It’s just weird…having sex while I’m on my period,” Hazel mumbled.

            “It’s just blood baby. I’m a vampire I can just lick it clean. If that bothers you, everything washes off.”

Hazel’s face was flushed at the idea of Marcel taking a shower afterward.

            “Do you still want to continue?”

Hazel nodded and Marcel positioned himself between her legs again. This time his head was going to stay above her waist. He kissed her neck and nibbled on it.

            “Baby, can I bite you?” Marcel asked.

Normally Marcel never asked because it was an unspoken agreement that he had consent to do so. This time, however, he had taken into consideration that Hazel was losing blood from another source.

            Hazel nodded limply feeling euphoric from Marcel’s kisses. After the consent was given, Marcel’s fang pierced the top of Hazel’s right breast. At the same time, he slammed his dick into Hazel’s pussy. Both the thrust and the bite caused Hazel to arch herself into Marcel’s body.

Marcel licked around the fresh bite marks as he continued to thrust into Hazel.

            “Fuck, baby. You’re super tight. More so than normal,” Marcel groaned.

Hazel didn’t respond. She was in ecstasy with the euphoria of Marcel’s bite and the sensation of his dick buried deep inside of her. With how tight her pussy was, she could feel everything and from Marcel’s groan, he did too. Marcel’s thrusts became erratic after an hour or so. Hazel dug her nails into his skin and Marcel left bite marks on Hazel’s collarbone and chest. Hazel climaxed first then followed by Marcel. Hazel lay limp on the bed and focused on regulating her breathing. Marcel took this recuperation time to lick and seal up all his bite marks making it appear as if they were never there.

            A few breaths later Marcel pulled out of Hazel. Within a blink of an eye, Marcel was in the shower. Hazel grabbed her discarded panties and the towel and went into the bathroom. She quickly changed her pad and went back to the bedroom. For the first time that day, her period didn’t provide her any discomfort, as if it was satisfied with the attention and hard pounding Marcel had given it.

            She crawled into bed and before Marcel returned to the room, she was fast asleep.