Encounter With the Vampire Nymph: a femdom erotica

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Summary

When Hunter wanders into the deep forest at the head of his town at night searching for the beautiful figures his town tells fables about, he quickly finds more than he was looking for. Hungry for invigorating adventure and pleasure, Hunter is found by Alexis, a vampire nymph that nearly kills him when she is overcome with desire. As she takes back control of her own emotions, she feels compassion for the unconscious Hunter and carries him back to her layer. Alexis feels banished by the other nymphs because of her bloodthirsty tendencies and she faces an internal struggle of ravaging vampire desires that constantly challenge her peaceful nymph nature. Feeling lonely and hopeless, she finds Hunter who pushed all of her buttons: the good and the bad. Hunter gives her hope and she finally feels life. But how could someone love a creature like her, especially one who has done such terrible things?

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
3
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1

Her teeth are icy sharp on my neck like fresh razor blades. Nerves radiating from head to toe turn my skin inside out. Tantalizing nerves scare me. She could kill me in an instant, eat my flesh, steal my life forever, morphing me to vampire just like her.

My thoughts are seared as she snaps and I feel the blades enter my flesh. Pulsating pain shakes through my bones and sends an electrifying tingle through my genitals. My cock is uncontrollable as it turns to frigid iron, protruding into her abdomen.

She didn’t kill me; instead she bites with a sinister carefulness. She’s sure to show me she’s in control, but pierces me just enough to evoke sensual pleasure and electrifying pain in one bite. Her skin is pale like snow and her hands burn freezing around my neck as she tenderly slides her fingers up and behind my earlobes.

“Speak,” she demands.

“I……” I’m lost for words and she knows it.

Just as my mouth opens again I shudder as she snaps again. My earlobe caught in her fire. Is see the red of blood on her lips that radiate a dark purple and red matte color with defined creases running through them. The droplet of blood slides over her fleshy bottom lip.

Her entire naked body is white with full, rose colored areolas and piercing nipples jabbing into my chest. Her sweet flower is covered with a silky black blanket of hair that presses into my thigh. She penetrates through to my soul with blazing ruby red eyes surrounding coal-like pupils. Her hair a morbid black that tickles my nipple as as she tosses it over the front of her right should and dips her head sideways.

“I said…speak.”

Her wintry breath tickles as she whispers lightly over my collar bone, challenging me.

“Why do you seek me?” she demands.

“I…..…I want to feel life again.”

“Haa ha ha ha.” She chuckles with amusement. She teases, “You seek life from someone who has none?”

“I seek invigoration…” I try.

“You seek a fool’s dream,” she says as her lips envelope my earlobe.

I feel her tongue slip underneath, tickling under my ear. It surprises me with a fiery warmth as her lips and breath remain icy. The sensation is unbearable and I feel myself leaking all over my boxers.

She reaches in with long, sharply pointed, ruby red nails and yanks. I shudder and buckle over into her shoulder and she bites again. Striking fire sears through my veins and I feel my blood being sucked through her fangs. Slurping from deep within my body I feel it rushing up from my calves through my thighs, into my abdomen, tingling from my arms, rushing to my neck. The piercing penetration stings with blazing fire, yet the release is intensely gratifying like a guilty pleasure.

I’m enveloped as she takes me sucking to her satisfaction. I stand suspended in time in a rushing high. My mind is floating, I’m lightheaded and weak-bodied, entirely taken control of and at her mercy. She insatiably continues sucking my blood through my neck, panting, her heart racing, her pupils dilated: feral. Yet, her tongue remains lusciously light and warm within her freezing grasp, flickering below the razors in my neck: comforting me.

She breiefly loses control, her instincts, desire, taking over and I feel another forceful thrust through my flesh. Instant fear pulses through my body and a tear actually rolls from my eye as I realize she’s lost herself, and I believe this may be the end of me. Fight or flight kicks in and I do the one thing she told me not to do: resist.

When she feels my biceps tighten and my hands wrap around her forearms, I immediately realize I messed up big time. I see a bright red glowing light that must be coming from her eyes, and her skin becomes sharp as goosebumps form and her hair prickles through my fingers. It’s then that I recognize her instincts have entirely taken over. She overpowers me and take me to the ground.

As my head hits the chilling, wet, January grass, the impact sends her fangs even deeper, piercing through my nerve and hammering into bone, paralyzing me.

I lay incapacitated as she takes me and black out.

I’m gone.