Vampire King’s Little Killer

Sire:

A father; the head of a family; the husband. A creator; a maker; an author; an originator.

Nero.

“This is my son Vesper, and my guard Aldrich,” I said truthfully.

“Son, this is Tessa.”

“Hmm… you know, what the hell, my life couldn’t get any weirder,” she shook his hand after sheathing her knife back in its place. She laughed softly as if the encounter was too silly for her to comprehend.

The little killer then walk ahead not caring if I’d follow her or not. But then she called out, “Come on. I need to skin this and put it in the crockpot. I’ve been binge-eating the cheeseburger for two days now, it’ll feel good to eat my kill.”

Vesper chuckled hearing her choice of words from behind me. I couldn’t see his face but I know Aldrich was keeping his thoughts to himself.

We reached her little cottage and surely enough she told us to come in. “You need me to invite you in, really? Ugh, Come on boys, might as well come in.”

“Beer in the fridge, wine in the cooler, and uh water is on tap. Just let me chop this baby up and then we’ll talk.” She said from the small kitchen already chopping the head off and starting to skin the dead rabbit skilfully. She was fast, her hands were steady and she easily chops the ribs when I heard bones cracking from the tiny living room.

“Is she the one that we were talking about before?” Vesper asked looking all too delighted at the prospect of him being the first one out of all my children, in meeting Tessa.

“Yes,” I replied and walked around the inside the small cottage. I decided to inspect the place and that was when I saw a mess in the spare bedroom. The wall was covered in posts-it with names on them, also dates, and in the center of it all, she writes three months.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

What the hell?

“Holy shit… I know I like her, but now I know why you’re obsessed with her.” Vesper not so subtly whispered from behind me. “Who are all of these names?”

“Her kill,” I grumbled then look at the black book on the bed.

“Damn, daddy, you struck gold.” Vesper chimed from behind me, his eyes busy reading the names and dates.

“Eh, yeah, this is private.” Tessa suddenly walked into the room.

“What’s with the three months? And what is this note?” I showed her the typed note.

“As it is, someone’s going to assassinate me in three months,” she shrugged carelessly and I could see Vesper was trying hard to contain his laughter.

“Son, out, and close the door behind you.” Not that he couldn’t hear perfectly from behind the door with our vampire hearing, but still I need Tessa to think we have the privacy for her to spill what was really going on with her current situation.

“Someone ransack my apartment after I got back from yours, then I found this note. So now I’m hiding in the woods to find out who wants me dead.”

“I need some wine, you want some wine?” She clearly didn’t want to discuss the issue further with me as she got out of the door only to stumbled upon Vesper.

“So, son huh? teen pregnancy was a thing then?” She asked no one in particular, as she poured herself a glass of wine.

“Oh, father, she’s delightful.” Vesper’s tone was light and playful.

“More like adoption, but yes, I have five children.”

“Huh, never seen you as the daddy type, hero complex yes, but nurturing?” She tilted her head to one side as if she was studying me and Vesper just let himself go. He laughed, hard, and I was getting annoyed and told him to go back home.

“Go, I’ll see you in a few hours.” My gaze went to Aldrich and he nodded as he ushered my son away. I know he’d get him back home and then be back here within minutes to wait on me to escort me back to Vesper’s. He knows I don’t like staying in the wolves’ territory, those dogs can be sneaky as hell. I’ve been alive too long to know they were never trustworthy.

“So, daddy, tell me what’s your story.”

“I’ve said mine, that’s all you need to know for now. But tell me more about your impending assassination.”

She squinted her eyes and decided to give up when she walked towards me, took my hand, and guided me to the spare room.

“As I said, I found the note, now, I’m trying to figure out who might want to kill me. I’ve been here a couple of days and that’s it.” She said as if it was the common thing that humans face each day.

“You’re not worried about your life? Death doesn’t scare you?” I asked, it was my turn to study her. As a human she was an anomaly, death didn’t scare her.

“People die every day,” she said looking at me and taking a step closer to my front. I could feel her heated stare, and my insides growled from her wants. And when she pushed me down to the bed and kiss me, my hands instinctively went to her waist to keep her flat on my body letting her feel how my dick was hard for her.

“You like endangering yourself. You like death.” That was not a question, but she nodded anyway and start taking her jacket off, her tank top next and she smirked when she presented me with her naked chest. Beautiful, perfect breasts greeted me, and my tongue licked her nipples and she moaned sweetly as I taste the saltiness of her sweat from her earlier run. I couldn’t wait to taste the rest of her.

“What are you?”

She knew, she knew I was different.

“A vampire,”

“Uh huh, and next you’re telling me that werewolves are real too.” She giggled and start unbuttoning my shirt and slip her hands to touch my chest.

“Damn you’re cold, hmm… Maybe you are a vampire, wait,” she abruptly sat up and gave me the perfect view of her neck. “You did suck my blood, my wrist, I thought I was imagining things. Fuck.” She got out of bed and paced around the room, not even shy about being half-naked.

I sat on the edge of the bed giving her time, but she just looked at me and then paced some more. I let her until I was bored and tugged her body between my legs.

“Humans paid us to drink their blood, our fangs let out venom just like snakes but instead of killing, our venom gives out sexual arousal.” I didn’t give her a chance to resist when I made her straddle me and bite into her neck. My hold on her was strong and just like the others, she moaned the second I bite into her skin.

“Oh damn, you are a vampire.” She moaned louder and I growled when the scent of her arousal hits me. Her leggings and panties were gone in one tug and she lay naked with her back on the bed with a trace of blood from the closed punctured wounds.

“Arms above your head, knees bent, that’s right… let me see you, my little killer.” I let her watch as I get naked and positioned myself between her legs. She parted her thighs wider as took them to my shoulder and taste her sweet arousal.

She writhed and arched her back, the little killer pushed herself, urging me to have her deeper. Her eyes were full of lust the moment I sink my fangs into her inner thigh. Her climax came simultaneously and I move to give more when I pushed my cock inside her.

“Oh… oh, fuck…”

“I’m doing it, shh… you’re so tight,” I kissed her and she kissed me back eagerly, my hand keeping her wrists together as I thrust hard in and out, every time hard and deep. Her voice was getting raspy and she gasped when I lift her leg making her feel me deeper.

Tessa surprised me when she tilted her neck and show me her pulsating vein. I could hear her heartbeat when I bite into her skin. Her body arched, her breath ragged and she whimpered as she rides the high of her second climax. I followed and burst not long after.

“Shit, condoms, wait… can you even get a human pregnant?” She asked, still in her raspy voice from too much moaning.

I chuckled and shook my head and her relief was instant. “Come on let’s get you clean up then I should let you rest. I need to get back to Vesper.”

“So you’re really his daddy?” she asked playfully, giggling when I carried her to the bathroom and took her under the shower.

“I’m his sire, meaning I made him the being that he is today. But yes, in our world he’s my son, I’m his father.”

“Okay, daddy, so… how old are you?” she kissed me and started taking me under the shower and lathering both of us with soap.

“I was thirty-seven years old when I was turned,”

“And since then?”

“I’m a four hundred years old vampire.”

“Oh, damn… talk about the age gap. We’re definitely not from the same generation.” She laughed freely and pulled me down for a kiss, not at all bothered by the fact that I was a vampire. Not at all trying to find out more about why I need to go back to Vesper or demand that I stay with her.

When we were done with the shower, we both get dressed, we talked some more while she enjoys her dinner, then she goes to bed and I go back to Vesper’s. The second I arrived back at Vesper I told Aldrich to have someone shadowing her all damn day until I said otherwise.

The guard didn’t question me, he dismissed himself to do as he was told. The rest came easily afterward, I even dreamt about my little killer.