Masokissed

Lucius has been one of the violent damned since the battle of Silva Arsia and he is unique, reborn of a cruel mistress, with the demon of Depravity assimilated in his blood. And that demon has strange hungers and stranger offspring. He finds himself delighted with his and Depravity’s offspring. She’s powerful, beautiful, and filled with fun desires for her demonic fathers. But the vampire king, Sebastian, is also a creature of the profane and enamored by what is not his. 

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This story contains fictional depictions of erotic scenarios, some instances of abuse and a whole lot, so act accordingly! All characters are at least eighteen, all situations are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to any real-life situations is entirely coincidental. STAY AWAY IF IT ISN’T YOUR CUP OF TEA.

The Vampire King's Depravity

Sebastian's smile deepened. "Oh, yes. It was just once, mind you, and just at a court visit while she was simpering to gain my favor. But she got all caught up when she mentioned creating you and, for just a moment, she even forgot to simper. She spoke of how your bloodshed on the battlefield had been like a bonfire in her blood and head, how you had flaunted the sin of wrath as a human that she had to kill two other vampires when she raced to find and feed you the Dark Gift."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm more f*cking amazed that she was capable enough to kill anything in competition than I am of her being called to me."

Sebastian grinned and stood, delighting in my rude responses.

"And then you killed her. Sirekiller." He ruffled my hair with affection and tugged me gently forward from the wall.

The beauty of Depravity’s daughter