Vampire King’s Little Killer

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Nero

I was not happy when I saw Tessa getting her hand dirty when she handled Rigel’s man. Ammar reported that he had specifically told Aldrich how to hand deliver the not-so-sneaky hunter.

Tessa was fast asleep two orgasms later when I decided to leave her to discuss the matter further with Aldrich and Ammar back at the den. I wanted to make sure that no more hunters are going to litter my building.

“She can handle herself perfectly fine, father. And you don’t have to be here tonight, though it’s been a while since I’ve seen you this upset about your companion.” Ammar pointed out when I was clearly upset with what happened.

“I know she can, but that’s not the point. Hunters are not supposed to breach our territory without plausible cause,”

“Right, about that, Aldrich heard some interesting information about Tessa. I know you told me that she’s an assassin, and it seemed that when she was on one of her jobs, she was spotted with some vampire sightings. Rigel was under the assumption that she was killing vampires and she intrigued the hunters. At the moment they’re assuming that she had lost her way and trying to save her, but once they found out that she’s been killing humans she’d be facing much worse than the hunters. And they’re not going to be quiet about that.”

“Oh, fucking hell,”

“My thoughts exactly, I hope she’s not leaving any trail behind.”

“She’s not, she’s a professional. But right now, she has a target on her back, and once whoever wants her dead is found by the hunters, everything will be clear as day. Ammar, I’m appointing you to handle the situation and report back to me. Every single detail of it.”

“Yes, of course.” He nodded seriously, keeping his eyes on me.

I stayed another hour at the den to catch up on the mundane task of my kingly duties, from estate management to disputes, and more boring issues that I’d rather delegate, and went back home to Tessa. And so I did, Aldrich escorted me to my apartment and we parted ways when he entered his unit across from mine.

“Hey, you’re awake,” it was less than two hours before dawn, I thought Tessa would still be sleeping and I was going to take my rest. But finding her in the spare bedroom in front of her wall and adding Rigel’s name to it made me feel worried.

Tessa relaxes when she sees me enter the room. “I was awake an hour ago and you’re gone, so I waited for you. I wanted to know more about this hunter stuff. I’ve googled and searched on the deep web but they all have a very vague description, which I highly doubt they’re true.”

“Come to bed, and I’ll tell you a story,” I held out my hand and led her to the master bedroom where she had been sleeping since she stayed at the apartment. Tessa slipped under the covers and wrapped my body with her limbs like a true octopus. I had been liking the position, lately longing for her warmth and soft snore when I lay alone to rest my body.

And as if she could read my mind, “You know, I’d be fine if you rest here… I won’t freak out or bother you until it’s time for you to wake up.”

“I know, little killer, maybe someday I will, but for now… let me broaden your knowledge about the hunter and what they really stand for in our community.” Tessa played with the button of my shirt while she lay her cheek on the crook of my shoulder, fitting herself like a puzzle, and waited for my story to start. She was not at all bothered by the fact that I didn’t breathe, that there was no heartbeat that she could hear, or that my body was not giving her warmth. She was strangely comfortable resting flat against my lifeless body, not allowing an inch of space between us.

“Centuries ago, hunters were created by witches when our kind slaughtered humans and we thrived among them. There were too many of us, mostly younglings, savage young vampires lusting for human blood, greedily taking human lives until they were forced to live in fear. That was when the witches created hunters, they were hybrid humans who feared nothing, they’re stronger than most humans and well equipped with weapons and knowledge on how to kill vampires.” I stopped to kiss the top of her head, just because I couldn’t help myself. Tessa smiled and silently urged me to continue.

“Hunters were there to protect humans from us, vampires were hunted, they fought dirty and burned our dens as we lay helpless resting after dawn. Only the strong survived, only the ones living on the outskirts of town managed to flee. I was one of them though my mate did not survive.” I paused thinking that I didn’t have to tell her about Irina, my perfect vampire mate that I couldn’t protect.

But then Tessa moved to caress my cheek, I would’ve thought she was comforting me but I could see the gaze in her eyes, she was unsure of what she was doing. So then I smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. “It’s okay, it’s been a long time ago.” The words that I never thought I’d say spilled out of me easily. The feeling I have for my little killer made it fade, easier to confess, maybe it was true, maybe it was because it had happened so long ago.

“So, the hunter is here to kill me? Kill you?”

“No, we have an agreement with them. We have come to an understanding when I avenged Irina’s death and almost kill them all. Only a handful of witches survived, and a couple of hunters escape from my grasp. I let them live to tell the tale, so don’t worry about the hunters. I already take care of it. Ammar is dealing with it while he’s in town, Aldrich will keep us safe.”

“Oh, okay…”

“What?” I could see that she was still bothered, I didn’t want her to be upset. I wanted her to feel safe here at my place. Maybe I should offer her to move to my other place?

“No, nothing to worry about,” she laughed nervously. “It’s just that I hadn’t had that much fun in weeks,” her cheeks pinked beautifully, it was one of her quirks that I noticed about her. It made her appear innocent though she was far from it, she was my tough little killer, my sadistic beauty with a lust for the blood of her victims.

It was my turn to laugh and reached for her, lifting her body to be on top of mine. “You should get some sleep,”

“You were gone, something is wrong with me, my brain works differently. My psychiatrist told me so, but I’m needy now,” her eyes darted to my lips, and her body rubbed against mine sensually. Her breath hitched with wants.

“Yeah?” I smirked and slid my hands under the waistband of her leggings and her panties, feeling her naked butt cheeks, squeezing them fondly while she whispered, molding her body to mine, seducing me, and telling me to kiss her.

“I want you, please…” Tessa begged softly, her forearms braced between us, as I caught her lips in a demanding kiss. I know exactly what she likes, what she needs, and what she craves. I was quick to flip her to lay on her side, lowered down her leggings along with her panties, and pushed the tip of my hard dick to her cunt and stretched her.

Her moans were addictive, her body was tight. With every thrust she was asking for more, demanding harder and deeper until she couldn’t take it anymore and she clenched tighter, making me groan forcing me to follow and climaxed moments after her.

“Feeling better?” I asked wrapping an arm around her body while still spooning her from behind. My soft dick slid out from her and she wiggled and turned to face me.

“Much… much better, will you stay till I fall asleep?”

“Of course, let me get you clean up first.”

Her lazy smile was contagious and I couldn’t help my sappy feeling and gave her little kisses minutes later, taking her to my cold embrace that she strangely liked so much.