Vampire King’s Little Killer

Happiness: in the context of mental or emotional states, is positive or pleasant emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy.

Tessa

I never enjoy Disney movies since when I was a child, not with its happily ever after stuff. I never believed in that. Though the tragedy before the happy ending was always interesting. It was human nature, people were greedy, ambitious, and just loved to bully others who were inferior to them. This goes all across the board, in families, with friends, at your workplace, and even with strangers on the internet. Hell, someone even wants me dead and I still didn’t know who and why.

“I like it too and I’m glad you like it. We can spend more time here in the future. You can quit your job, and…” Nero was rambling as he showed me the new giant mansion that was probably double the size of his son’s estate.

“Wait, when did we get to that conclusion? Do you think my stalker isn’t ambitious enough to follow me here and kill me on the three months mark?”

“Maybe,” he shrugged and kept on walking as he opened a door showing me the library with its vast collection of books.

“Come here I want to show you something.” He put his hand on the small of my back and ushered me further into the room. Gergo was fast to sniff under the big gorgeous windows.

I gasped when I saw the books. So many of them, but not because of the amount. I saw hundreds of books upon entering the space. But when Nero tapped his pointer on the title, my eyes widened in pure surprise.

“Oh… ohhh…” I was fast to take one off the shelf and open it. The Illustration of death. It was such a perfect title that my hands felt clammy, I have to wipe them dry before I went to one of the sofas and traced my fingers over the drawings.

The book was handwritten and drawn, it was bound perfectly with so much care that I felt like my death drawings were such a child’s doodling.

“Nero, these are amazing.”

“I thought you’d like them.” He looked smug as he should, I liked that he understands me.

“And you bought the place including all of these books?”

“Yep, all of them, also including the furniture. We can sort them out later.”

“We?” I squinted my eyes at him and he laugh as if I was being ridiculous.

“Yes, of course, well the interior designer is at your service if you want to…”

“No, don’t,” Okay, maybe I should stop him. Surely he didn’t mean to turn this fine decor into a modern one? “Nero, this place is already too beautiful. Maybe we’ll call a maid service, though I guess the interior designer can put up a new curtain, and also get a new sofa fabric just to make it fresher. But I like the original ones already so definitely stick to its current theme. And get the same kind of carpets, repainted the walls, dust the chandelier,”

He smiled and seemed pleased that I was rambling while deliriously excited about the place. Again. Vacation mode. I was not ready to hope for anything beyond my allotted months. You know… being realistic and all.

“I already had maid services start cleaning the house today. I told them to prepare the master bedroom and ensuite. Just in case.” Nero winked at me, pulling me onto his lap. The book was taken out of my hands and he made me straddle him while pressing his lips to mine. I sighed when he told me that I can do anything I’d want with the place.

“You’d trust me? what if I want to paint it all black and have cheese pattern all over the sofa?”

He laughed and told me that I was too beautiful and he did not have the will to deny me. Ugh, such as smooth talker.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“But then again, I have other houses. You can decorate this one as you please.”

“Nice save, daddy.”

He smirked and pulled me in for another kiss. “You know, we should continue the tour but you fit perfectly on my lap.”

“Yeah? And your lips fit perfectly on mine, let’s see…” I pressed my body flat to his and he groaned when my lips mold nicely against his. He opened his mouth and my tongue slipped inside to have him closer. I was needy, the lust was too high when I started stripping him off his jacket, then his fitted shirt. His chiseled pale skin was on display, and I was hungry for more.

“I want you, right now, to take me to the master bedroom, daddy.” I purred when I teased him, and his hands were on my ass as he lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist.

Nero carried me up the stairs like I weigh nothing and he ordered Gergo to stand guard in front of the master bedroom when he closed the door behind us, separating us from Gergo. But the dog stayed on guard like he was trained to do. I was rather impressed when I peeked from Nero’s shoulder.

Though my attention quickly deviated when Nero threw me on the fresh bedsheet. Well, at least the bed was fresh. “So, does this means we’re staying here tonight?” My hands caressed the clean sheets while he started unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants. My question was left unanswered when I followed his lead and stripped to my underwear.

Nero was on top, his body was deliciously heavy and he groaned when I reached down to lower his boxers. He moaned my name the second my fingers were wrapped around his length, stroking him slowly as he hardens in my hold. It took seconds for him to flip me to my front, unclasped my bra, and tugged down my matching black panties.

“Nero…”

His hand slipped under my belly, down to my wet slit and his hard cock grind between my ass, teasing, until he lifted my hips and moved lower, letting his cock stretch my needy pussy. He groaned when I pushed back to meet his thrust.

“Tessa, baby, you’re driving me insane,” he pulled me harshly, my back was flat to his chest. Nero kept me at an angle where he managed to push even deeper inside me. “Hands on the headboard,” his voice was laced with desire and I quickly followed his instruction.

My neck was wrapped in his hand, as he thrust hard from behind me, “Wider,” he practically growled his demand and I whimpered as I parted my knees wider the second his voice dropped so low that I was clenching from his deep sexy voice alone.

“More, Nero, please…”

He moved his hands, wrapping them around my body and I was brought to ecstasy and climaxed after another powerful thrust. “Fuccckmmpmh,” I whimpered, my hands holding onto his arms as my knees gave out from the sudden orgasm. It was too much, but somehow perfect at the same time.

“You don’t know how much I cherish you, my little killer,” he kissed the top of my head while slowing down his pace. Then he laid me to my side, spooning me from behind and that’s when I felt a slight jab on my shoulder. His bite. Fuck. It was like another surge of horniness all over again and I was wriggling myself away from him and pushed him back and he let me.

I straddled him and moved to ride his thick cock with great passion. I was driven by his hunger. The way he looked at me was making me feel beautiful, sexy, and truly loveable. I shook my thoughts, back to concentrating on chasing my high and at the same time driving him crazy with my moves. His grip on my thighs was bruising and I couldn’t ask for less.

His strong hands were suddenly on my waist, and he took charge by pulling me down to rest on my back. He parted my legs, then slipped his cock back into my needy pussy. I scream his name as he started moving with such vigor. It didn’t take long before I had another climax. He took my leg to his shoulder, his hand was to my other thigh keeping me open for him and he started pounding me again and again until it was getting too much for me and I was a needy mess.

I lost it when he looked into my eyes and licked the inside of my knee where I didn’t know I was so fucking sensitive. But then when I felt his fangs scrape the skin, I shivered. I bit my lip knowing what was to come, I should be prepared but still… I screamed his name when I was taken to another orgasm and he finally released himself and dump his cum inside me.

My body was jelly and I didn’t even flinch when he cleaned me and then took me under the covers. My eyes were drowsy and I snuggled deeper in his cold embrace.

I’ve never felt so happy in my life. A fairytale with me and my perfect vampire king. A happy ever after. I shook my head. Even in my dreams, I told myself to stop dreaming and get back to sleep. And so I did.