Vampire: Stories of days past 2 - Sex Stories

Vampire: Stories of days past 2

... the room. On the bed was Tanor, sweat flowing down his muscular body. His hips thrusting hard and relentless onto Sahar. Her face was bruised, blood trickling from her mouth and nose. “Yeah, you like it rough don’t you” Tanor thrusts forced a deep grunt from her lungs, only muffled by the iron grip he had on her throat. “Please, I no breath. You hurting...” A loud slap cut her short “I already told you to shut up. Marius might like barking dogs, but I’m not him.” Another slap was heard, joined by the sound of bone breaking. Blood splattered from Sahar’s nose onto the leg of the big brute. “Now look what you have done!” With a rude motion he pulled his pole out of her, grabbing the girl at the hair. “Clean it up bitch” with long strokes he wiped the blond locks over the bloodied leg. “Now that’s better” Noticing the blood on his stiff member, he pulled her face towards it. “Might as well clean this two.” Forcing himself into her mouth he first gave a deep grunt, then as Sahar put her teeth in to the flesh, he started shouting on the top of his lungs. “BITCH!!!” With a quick movement he placed his fist on the side of her head, another landed in her stomach. Where first his member stood up with pride in full length, now it started to slightly shrink. “YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!!” He turned to the pile of clothes beside the bed, pulling a dagger from it. “I will gut you from your pussy to your ...

... neck.” As he stepped closer Marius jumped on to his back. “TANOR, SHE’S MINE!! DON’T HURT HER!!” Surprised he made a few steps away from Sahar, dropping his dagger to the ground. “Well look who grew a pair.” Tanor easily plucked his little brother from his back and held him up by his neck. “She needs punishment for what she did to me.” Pointing at his crutch. Marius saw two dents in the flesh, blood dripping from the sides on to the ground. Before he could object a second time, Tanor threw his little brother across the room. With a loud crash Marius landed headfirst into a small cupboard, shattering the wood on impact. His vision partly clouded he sat up, trying to shake the disorientation away. Next thing he saw was Sahar standing between him and his brother, the dagger grasped in her fist “YOU NO HURT MARI, YOU NO HURT ANY!” With more luck then skill she trusted the sharp metal into the side of Tanor’s abdomen. Grasping the wound he fell on his knees, feeling the blade on his throat. A gurgling sound was heard as the blood flowed down his chest on to the ground. Slowly sinking forward the sound of his attempted breathing grew silent. Sahar turned to where Marius sat, a small piece of wood could be seen sticking out of his eyesocket. Sitting next to her master, she cradled his body. “Ooh me pore Mari, all be good” Soft sobbing filled the room just as Claudius ran in. “All be good now”