Forever A Vampire

****EMILY****

"Mmm!" Hunter moans thrusting harder. His skin has reddened, veins showing how hard he is working, or should I say...fucking!

He looks me deep in the eyes, there is no love. Just a vast emptiness that he is trying to fill with lust.

"I want you to moan my name!" He orders as his hands smothers my breasts together.

Hunter is a boob-man. He loves sucking them more than a newborn. Maybe it's a result of never having a mother since he was born, or it's just normal boob love!

"Say-" he gives a rough pound, "-it!"

He wants to make me submit, to make me feel the lust burning within him.

He must be ignorant or naturally stupid. It's been half a year of repeating this bulshit. The cycle never ends.

Hunter fucks me, expecting my body to crave his. But in the end, it's only his wishful thinking.

"Emily!" Hunter hisses squeezing my breasts so hard that it hurts. His elongated fangs seem ready to separate the skin from my bones.

I dare him in my mind, keeping my own fangs hidden away.

Instead of reacting to the pain, I keep staring at his green eyes with a blank expression. This is my way of telling him that I will never, ever, belong to him no matter how many times he fucks me. No matter how many gold or diamond jewelries he buys for me.

I will forever be his retribution.

For an eternity...

Two glasses of crimson liquids stare at me on the table. One is from a bottle of Nuit Noire, while the other is from a human(hopefully he's not dead). They smell inviting, begging me to have a taste at least. My body is weak, always does this after Hunter takes me.

And he takes me anywhere in this huge house regardless of who's present. I feel like a fucktoy, just a tool for his pleasure. But it's nice knowing that somewhere in the world, breathes the man I loved before I was sucked into this dark world.

I was turned seven months ago by Hunter. He ruined my life. And if that was not enough, he wasted no time to bury his fangs in my left shoulder. This, is the marriage rite in the vampire world. Now I leak of his scent, an identify I will never get rid of unless I kill him.

After a lot of thinking, I end up picking the glass of wine and pouring it in the blood. This helps me get rid of the strong scent of the food that I now live on. It sickens me that I have to drink blood to survive even though it tastes so delicious in my vampiric state.

I miss the taste of pizza, the taste of chicken.

Now if I want to eat it, I can only devour it uncooked like a savage.

The door to Hunter's room is ajar as I walk past it. I catch the sight of Penny(a maid) on her knees and Hunter's towering frame standing right in front of her. Her eyes are lifted to Hunter, while her mouth is full of his cock.

I roll my eyes without giving a care and continue heading towards my room.

I'm only married to him.

There is no love between us.

No desire.

No care.

This is what I promised myself, to make him hate me. To make him uncomfortable whenever we're in a room with other people.

As soon as I'm in my bedroom, I lock the door and rush towards the nightstand. Carefully, I put down the full cocktail glass before my quick hands open one of the small drawers to fetch the only thing that gives me satisfaction after a sex ordeal with Hunter... Mr Price, my vibrator.

"Hello there Mr Price!" I grin stupidly at it before tossing myself on the bed and turning it on.

Feeling it vibrate inside my vagina makes me want to scream and cry my eyes out. I release a series of pleasurable moans while writhing on the covers in my light night robe.

I can feel the heat bubbling through my body, burning like fire as Mr Price does 'his' job down there.

My moans get louder and louder, hoping that Hunter can hear them.

I do this every time he fucks me. But tonight, I want to be loud as a pig and let him know that he can ever make me moan like this. I want to infuriate him.

And without a doubt, I know I have achieved my goal when the door is knocked down in a bang. Like thunder, the wooden frame hits the floor, some parts of it breaking.

I quickly pull out Mr Price and cover my naked lower half while my eyes collide with the glowing green pair.

Hunter steps in the room, breathing like a bull after a fight. He looks terrifying, especially without his shirt. One can see the clear bulges of his arms and chest, signifying strength. His lower half is only in a pair of boxers. At least he hasn't barged in with his cock in the air. Though it would be hilarious for sure.

"You dare tease me!" He snarls.

"Get out! Get the fuck out of-" I barely finish my yell. Hunter comes at me at lightning speed, fangs standing out.

Before I can dash out of his reach, he grabs my shoulders and we roll on the king-sized bed four times till we fall on the other side of the bed. "You asked for this Emily!"

My mind registers what he is about to do but I'm too weak to push him.

Hunter sinks his teeth in my left shoulder, deep enough to cut in my artery. He starts sucking my blood as if he's drinking a cup of OJ. Second after second, my body begins to shut down from the lack of blood. My hands fall to my sides and my breathing shallows.

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