Addicted to The Night

Afflicted by the night

I woke up smothered by the scent of my lover. Smothered in the best way possible. Ever since I turned, the fragrance of him became stronger, ever present, and almost tangible. Just knowing he was close by the smell, that made me smile. I always detected the smell before I felt his presence anymore. I guess in my sleep blurred mind, the olfactory nerves work before anything else has the chance to wake entirely and work to it’s full capacity.

I feel him near me. Like his body sends off waves and they hit my skin, setting all my nerve endings to buzz and tingle just below the surface. Since we can’t feel each other’s body heat, like I had grown accustomed to in my 27 years of life, I take pleasure in those invisible waves that let me know his proximity.

I reach out for him and latch onto him. I pull my body to his and curl up in his embrace like a child seeking comfort from his mother. He is my shelter, he is my existence. I press my head against his chest, not to hear his non-existent heart beat, but just to be closer to him. To feel his skin against mine. To feel the temperature that I am now learning to adjust to with my own body.

He speaks to me. Sweet nothings mostly, into my hair. Which makes his voice more muffled than his just awoken throat allows. I love his voice first thing at night. It’s more groggy and manly than usual. More accented too. His consonants harder. His vowels sharper and more acute. He also talks to me in his native tongue sometimes because he knows it gets me going.

This is why we are used to making love after a nice long slumber. We wake up refreshed and ready to face the night but he appears sexier than before. Maybe because I had just spent so many hours not seeing him. But I just have a strong desire to have him inside me, to feel his weight on top of me, to have his erotic moans wrap around my sweat drenched body, to feel his orgasm splash deep within me.

Except on those days where our blood lust is racing faster than our sex drive. But this isn’t one of those days.

“So, angel. How will we start off tonight?” This is his code, letting me know that he’s ready for me whenever I myself am ready.



He gives me a playful kiss on the lips, gently scraping his teeth along my lower lip as my fingers crawl down the light fur on his pubic bone. Down more to an already swollen cock. Anticipating what we’re about to do, perhaps, or maybe he had some nice dreams. Maybe both. I don’t really care. All I know is that I won’t have to work too hard to get what I want.

He allows my hand to caress his dick gently teasing him. His eyes close as he enjoys the touch on his sensitive skin. He remains in this state for a moment or two but starts to get tired of my teasing strokes and practically attacks me like an animal. Tearing at my clothes, almost ripping them clean off my body. “Be careful, love. I like these clothes.”

“I want you too much to act like a little teenage virgin in puppy love. I’m too horny for little games. I have bigger and better things planned for you.” He says removing my last thread of clothing.



“Like what?” I challenge him.

He looks at me with that sexy devilish stare and his exposed fangs. I know precisely what he has in mind but I love to provoke him because it gets him – and me – going. He lowers his head suddenly and sinks his sharp teeth into the skin on my chest. I screamed at the top of my lungs in surprise and pure pleasure. “Ahhh! Fuck! Ohgodmikadoitagain.”



He laughs at me and watches the rapidly healing puncture on my chest. “You’re getting better at that. That’s good. Now I don’t have to worry about doing this.” He punctuated the end of his words with another deep bite on my stomach.

“Oh fucking lord!” I tried to catch my breath as I continued. “You better stop that before I come.”

“Why?!”

“Cuz I want you inside me, you sexy bastard.”

“As you wish”, he says while he removes his shirt.

I sit up with him and assist him in undoing his pants. He grabs the back of my neck and forces me to look up at him before his lips crash down onto mine. Our bodies pressed together. His hard cock pushed up against my stomach. Skin itchy with the need to be touched. He pulls me up to my knees and keeps me close to him before he slips a wet digit into my ass. He never ceases to amaze me. He always has that lube handy, surprising me every time. So, I decide to surprise him for once. I bare my fangs and bite down on his shoulder.

“Ahh! Aidan, you sneaky bastard.”

“Who’s sneaky?” I ask pushing down on his finger. “Besides it feels so much better when the bite is unexpected.”

“It did feel really good.”

“I bet I can make you cum just by biting you.”



“Later. Turn around.”

I obeyed him, turning my back to him but remaining on my knees. I spread my legs wide enough for him to fit between mine. He started pushing inside me, parting my cheeks a bit more to accommodate him. I bite my lip, breaking skin, as he slides in. His hand comes around to my lips and pushes a finger into my mouth. I suck on his finger while he slowly pulls out and pushes back in again. He continues his slow steady movement as he pulls his finger out of my warm wet mouth and trails down to my nipple.



“Oh, Mika!” I cry out as he twists and pulls on my nipple.

I grip his thighs and his hand makes it’s way down my stomach. He’s gotten into a rhythm by the time his hand wraps around my angry neglected cock. My head falls back onto his shoulder at the contact.

“Mika, love!”

His cold wet tongue darts out behind my ear and licks down my neck. It felt so good. But I knew what he was up to and I didn’t want it.”

“No, not yet. I don’t want to come yet.”

“Ok.”

He grabs a hold of my hip with his free hand and pulls me down onto his cock as he pushes in. His other hand still pumping on my dick. The constant motion and the endless pleasure from it, left me dumb, uttering nothing but strangled breaths and screaming moans.

Mika removed his hand from my hip when I started doing the work myself. He wraps his arm across my chest, holding me close to him as we make love. His hand cupped my chin. He kisses my face, soothing me, professing his love for me.

“Mika, I’m almost there.”

“I’m right there with ya, angel.”

His thrusts became rougher and before we knew it he was coming inside me. He never stopped jerking as he orgasmed. So, I came soon after him.



He held me in his arms, calming me, relaxing me. Speaking to me in a foreign but all too familiar language. “Me gra tu nios mo na ta tiur diobh ann realtas istigh an speir.”

“You never told me you spoke Gaelic too, mo gra.”

“I fell in love his an Irish man. I lived in Ireland. Of course, I have to know at least a little bit.”

He lowered me down to lie on the bed. And he laid down next to me, facing me. He pulled the blanket up over us.

“Maybe we can be alone for an hour or so before we absolutely have to go out there.”

He began kissing me and caressing me, draping his leg possessively over my body.
“I could never get tired of this, with you. It’ll always feel like the first time. I love you so much, Aidan.”

“I love you too, Mika.”

He slid his cold wet tongue up the base of my throat to the tip of my chin. He finished it off, putting his lips together and planting a kiss on my chin and then my lips. But we smelled an intruder before he cleared his throat to speak.

“There’s this thing called knocking, Etienne. It’s very impolite to interrupt. Don’t you know that?”

“Excuse me. I just thought you’d want to get an early start. But nevermind, you can both starve for all I care.”

“You know, I could have your heart for all your disobedience and snide remarks over the years. But I was just too nice. You better watch what you say and do, Etienne. I’m not as forgiving as I used to be with you.”

“Go ahead, master. Do your worst.”

“Don’t tempt me”, Mika snarled.

“Mika, calm down, love. He’s not worth it.” I smooth out his hair and he turns to smile at me, his eyes sparkling as they meet mine.

“Etienne, you are dismissed”, he muffles into my neck as he sucks on the flesh, leaving fresh bruises.

“He is right though, honey. We should go feast before we start to get hungry. We’re not very tolerable when we’re hungry.”



“I guess we should get going.”

I volunteer to be the first one to get up since none of us seemed to want to. I managed to walk to the armoire and put on clothes knowing Mika was watching my every move. He always watches me when I get dressed and it usually gets me so horny that I jump back in bed with him but I started to feel my hunger so I was able to resist.

“Come on, Mika. You have to get up. You need to eat, honey.”



I start putting my clothes on as he joins me at the armoire and pulls out some clothes for himself. I felt his hand caress my waist and I immediately pulled away.

“What I can’t touch you?”

“No, we both knows what will happen if I continue to let you do that.”

“True.”

We finally slipped out of our lair and we were working up an appetite already. So we set out to find our food for the night. We didn’t seem to find anyone who was willing to go off with us or anyone who would approach us. So, we eventually split up in hopes that we’d have more success.

I left Mika somewhere on 14th street and went off on my own in search of some blood. I was really starting to yearn for it. I really hate to say it but Etienne was right. We should’ve left a bit earlier and avoid the pain of hunger.



It was around 7th Ave. that I found a guy who approached me asking if I wanted to have some fun. I eagerly took him up on his offer and he led me down an alleyway. But I stopped him and pinned him against a wall.

“You wanna do it right here?” He asked me.

“Yea, why not? I can’t wait to give it to you.”

“But my apartment’s not that far.”

“Right here, right now.” I hissed at him.

“Mmm, aggressive. I like that.”

I kissed him hungrily because I was hungry. Then the kissing turned into a battle to see who was the stronger of the two of us. So, I played along. I would find so much pleasure in just killing this one. I can’t stand him even in the slightest. So, I wasn’t getting hard.

“What, you don’t like this, baby?” he purred. “Let’s see if you like this.”

He turned me quickly and forcefully pushed me against the wall. The pain was incredible but it didn’t last long.

“I like it rough, as you can very well see.” He growled at me.

“If you say so.”

He grabbed a hold of my wrists and pinned them above my head. I started to realize that I should’ve killed him when I got the first chance.
“There’s something else I like,” he began. “I like threesomes.”

I smelled another human and I was overcome with fear. I saw him appear out of the shadows and he was big and burly, not as attractive as the other one holding me to the wall. I definitely put myself in a very bad situation.

“I like your choice in men.” He bigger man said in a low, husky voice.



I tried to bite down on the neck on the smaller guy in front of me to catch him off guard and possibly free myself. But I missed and they both noticed what I tried to do.

“We got a biter on our hands, Butch.” The smaller man said.

“Nah, we got a vampire, Pete.”

I didn’t know what to do. I was scared more than I had ever been scared in my life. I knew that they would kill me and they might even know how to kill me. The right way.

I almost screamed as Butch grabbed my wrists from the littler man’s grasp. He turned me around to face the wall and then pushed me to my knees. He pulled my wrists around my back and bent my elbows to rest my hands between my shoulder blades. Both of my wrists were taken by his one hand as the other shoved my face into the dirty, foul ground. My face turned away from them. It was incredibly uncomfortable and I began to cry knowing what they wanted with me.

Pete began to undo my pants and I felt the draft as he yanked them down to my knees. He pushed my cheeks apart and I clenched my teeth to try and prepare myself for what I assumed would be a forced entry.

I was right.

I screamed as he dryly pushed into me. I could feel my insides split open and begin to bleed badly. He started ravaging me. Forcefully pushing in and out. I felt the blood begin to spill down my dick and a little down my thighs. It hurt so much and I couldn’t heal quickly enough.

I screamed out several times and they made no attempt to quiet me. Neither of them forgot that I was a vampire like I was hoping they would. I screamed so loud that after a while the bigger guy threatened me. “If you yell one more time I’ll fucking kill you, vampire. And don’t think I don’t know how.”

After that I bit my lip even though the pain was excruciating, I just didn’t want to die. I prayed to anyone that would listen that he was quick to ejaculate so I didn’t have to take much more.



As I heard him reach his climax, I sobbed and whispered for my love to come find me. “Please Mika…love I need you.” I hoped they didn’t hear me and they didn’t.

He came inside me and the bigger one pulled me up to sit back on my knees still holding my hands up between my should blades. He gave his buddy some time to pull his pants up and adjust himself.

“Did you like that, you little bitch?” the husky voice spit at me.

“Just let me go.” I pleaded.



“You done, Pete.”

“Yea.”

“Ok, start running and I’ll catch up.”

I heard the smaller man begin running down the alleyway. I felt the grip on my wrists decrease. “Just let this be a lesson to you, vampire. Do everyone else a favor and kill yourself.”

He pushed me back to the ground as he sprang up and began running down the alley following his buddy.

I curled up and began bawling uncontrollably. “Mika!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. Where was my lover when I needed him. I felt let down and extremely dirty. I felt useless. I started to get a chill and tried to pull my pants up. I only got them up halfway when I just gave up. I could care less if I died right now. They should’ve killed me. They would’ve done me a favor that way.

It felt like hours passed when I smelled Mika and heard his boots and he ran down the alleyway. I saw him fall to his knees beside me through half closed eyes. He look devastated, like he had just found me dead. I wish I was dead. Just when I thought I cried all that I could, I began weeping for joy as I felt his warm arms against my freezing skin. I wasn’t as cold when he pulled me onto his lap and cradled me.



The love I feel is overpowered by the feeling of disgust and degradation. I know I’m safe but I can’t deny that this happened.

I heard the absolute horror in his teary words as he spoke. “My god…I can’t fucking believe…Aidan, my love…what have they done to you?” He started bawling as he kissed my scummy hair.

“I wish they killed me, Mika.”



“Don’t say that, lovely. I could never live without you…we can get through this honey. I’ll get you a bath and you can take some of my blood, then you can take a nap in our bed. I’ll keep you safe, angel. I promise. Nothing will ever harm you again, not on my watch… Now how about we get you home, love.”

He stood up with me in his arms like a baby. And I am brought back to birth. I’m just as useless and helpless and pathetic as I was the first day I was born, yet I’m a grown man. Why didn’t I die?



Before I knew it I was back at home. He walked me down the hallway holding me in his arms. “What happened to him?!” I heard Ingrid call out frantically but I didn’t see her. I didn’t want to.

“I’ll talk about it later.” Mika stated firmly.


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well, look at that. I didn’t die after all. Aren’t you happy? I had been having some problems with AFF. I couldn\'t log on for th longest time but I finally did it today. I\'m so happy to be back. Did you like this part? Was it too sad? Is the story still good even tho it’s sad? Let me know.