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

[Author's note: Please take note, this chapter shifts POVs. It starts with Depravity and ends with Lucius. I made sure to indicate their names at the beginning of each POV for easy detection.]

Violation spent the next while poring over the spells, committing them to memory. When he finally stood, there was a determined set to his shoulders. He was ready.

A thought occurred to me then, one I should have considered earlier. "How do you intend to leave Hell?" I asked. "The gates-"

"Are bound by pacts, yours in particular." Violation finished for me, that knowing glint back in his eye. "And a pact, my dear friend, can never truly be severed. Not completely."

Understanding dawned on me. "So as long as we both make our way to the gates..."

"They will open," Violation confirmed. "Your connection to Lucius, to the world of the living, weak though it may be, is enough. We need only reach them."

A second chance!