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

I sat in the dark throne room of the Citadel, one arm supporting my jaw and the other on the arm of the throne, vehemently tapping away with my sharp nails from index finger through to the pinky and from the pinky back to the index finger.

The rhythmic clicking echoed through the cavernous space, a counterpoint to my racing thoughts.

In my head, I hoped they hadn't been ambushed, not by any other vampire though.

I was confident that Levi could protect Mira from any vampire, except the ones I had been made aware of just two days ago - the antediluvians. I wasn't sure even I could take one down with just Violation.

Violation purred, and suddenly, dark smoke began pouring out of my mouth, ears, and eyes.

I choked, trying to catch my breath as the inky tendrils swirled in front of me. To my astonishment, the smoke formed into an unremarkable figure in a suit and round glasses, with a purple aura around him.

The origin of vampires