Full-Blooded Awakening

Chapter 1


He lays spread out beneath me as I fuck his tight his ass. I thrust into fast and hard not caring if I hurt him or not. He has his arms around me trying to keep up with my thrust. I can hear him screaming I don’t know if it’s from pain or pleasure and I could care less. I nuzzle my face into his neck as I become closer to my climax. I can see the blood pumping in his vein through his skin.

I can’t wait to taste his ecstasy filled blood. I feel his entrance clench around me I don’t know if it’s from his climax nearing or if he’s trying to push me over the edge sooner so I stop thrusting into his abused anus. I thrust as hard and as fast as my body will let me knowing that his body cannot take it. I can feel blood leaking from his ass. He screams and this time I know it’s from pain.

I cum and bite savagely into his neck drinking down his ambrosia with every jerky thrust of my hips. As I drink the last of his life down he falls limp with his mouth opened as if he has been screaming for his life. I rise from his body and lick the last of his blood from my lips. I slowly dress myself then look at myself in the mirror to make sure I am presentable. Then I slip out of the room using the shadows to my advantage.

I guess I should tell you a little about myself. My name is Ashler Night but every calls me Lasher. I’m 6ft. 1in. with shoulder length white hair. I have purple eyes it runs in my family. Usually all I wear is a pair of tight leather pants with a short sleeve mesh top and the spiked collar that is sacred to me and my sister. You’ll learn about her later right now its all about me. I’m the prince of the vampire clan Night. For my pass time I usually seduce from young boys to middle aged men then kill them. That is all the information you shall get the rest you shall have to find out.

I’m walking home knowing that the first thing to greet me at the door besides security will be my psychotic little sister. She always wants the gruesome details of my kills. I walk up to the mansion that my family lives in and as I said greet the vampire minions securing the perimeter. I walk up to the door and before I open it it’s thrown open and I see my sister in all her sluttish glory.

She’s standing there in her regular clothing of high heals that crisscross up her legs with fishnet stockings. She has on a tight leather mini skirt that barely covers her ass, and a black tube top with a long sleeve mesh top covering it. Her long wavy blue black hair is down her back and her big purple eyes are full of excitement with the prospect of listen to another gory kill from me not that she doesn’t do her own gory killing. Her nickname isn’t Slash for nothing. She’s more likely to slit your throat if you do something wrong then to give you time to apologize.

“So how was he? Was he as cute as the last one you killed?” Slash said with enthusiasm. “No not as cute but he had a very tight ass.” I said in my sex filled voice. “So enough about how he looked before he died how about while he was dieing and afterwards.” She purred in her sadistic voice. I could tell she could most likely orgasm from these nightly talks of death and killing.

“Well as I was fucking him he was screaming although with pain or pleasure I didn’t know.” She shudders as she imagines what the boy must have felt. “I started thrusting harder and faster using my vampiric strength and speed. His asshole started to bleed making his passage slicker.” She was practically drooling with the thought of his agony. “He squeezed his ass around my dick and I came thrusting into his ass. While I thoroughly fucked his ass I sucked down every drop of his blood. I don’t know if he came or not but I don’t really care its not like he will notice now.

My sister’s eyes were glazed when I finished my story of the kill for the night. “Did you cum?” “Almost did. I might just have to go out and find me someone to fuck just to take the edge off.” She says as if she is ever sexual frustrated. “WHAT THE FUCK IS TAKING YOU SO GOD DAMN LONG!” and there she is in all her tom boyish glory. It’s my sister’s best friend Karma Light but we call her Vice.

She has brown hair with red-orange highlights. Her hair is always in a pony tail with bangs. Her eyes are ice cold silver. She is always wearing some type of black shirt with black boxers that show when she wears her baggy pant with a whole bunch of chains hanging off. She is a shadow demon the princess at that and she has the ability to control fire. Her power is the exact opposite of my sister’s which is to control water and freeze anything. She has a temper that reflects her power she is quick to get angry and quick to kill. I think she fits in well in our little group but sometimes she can be annoying.

“Sorry but Lasher here was just telling me about his kill this night.” My sister said in her fake innocent voice. “Don’t use that voice with me Bitch I am not going to fall for your bullshit. I bet you were about to cream yourself just thinking about what he was doing but that gives you no reason to leave me in your room all by my fucking self.” And this is an ordinary night in my life.


AN: hope you like this story my friend gave me the idea and I just ran with it please review and tell me if I should continue it. ^_^