Owned 1: Werewolf Kisses & Vampire Bites

By Marilynn Fae

I've never strayed far from home before.
But now, I have no choice but to leave to find help for my sick mother. It is supposed to be an easy journey into town to hire a doctor.
Of course, things are never that easy.
I meet a bleeding man on a train who pins me with his gaze and his strong hands. He touches me in a way no one ever had before and I am swept away by his gentle but firm caresses. He tells me he wants me. He needs me. Would I give myself to him?
I am afraid, but his eyes draw me in and I can't find it in myself to deny him.
He leans in and his teeth sinks into the soft flesh of my neck and my knees are weak. I cling to him, feeling the pleasure and pain of his mouth against my skin, his hands around my waist, lifting me and pressing me to his chest. He is strong enough to lift me off my feet and he does.
Nothing will ever be the same again.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fanciful Erotica
• Release date: Mar 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463503157

Book preview

This standalone story contains scenes of an innocent young virgin's first time with a dominating vampire. It also contains scenes of exhibitionism and voyeurism, werewolf knotting, vampire werewolf MFM threesome (no MM), domination & submission, and bondage. 

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C harles? she asks timidly, brushing hair from her eyes. You're looking very serious, she says from where she is rinsing the plates at the sink.

Merely thinking about our future together, he says. He grins and reaches out, cupping her neck and reeling her in, letting her lean against him. She's such a small thing, barely reaching his chin. She tilts her head to the side, offering him her neck. He had already fed from her the night before and isn't feeling particularly hungry, but he sees the werewolf boy looking at them and decides to give him a show.

He bows and runs his lips along her neck, fingers working on undoing the tie keeping her apron up to render her naked. She gasps and wraps her arms around herself. Someone might see, she says.

Let them see how lovely you are. My lovely little mate. He closes his fingers over her breasts and pinches her nipples, drawing sharp gasps from her lush lips that makes him do it again and again to hear her soft moans. She makes such lovely little noises for him, the innocent thing. She doesn't know any better, really. No one's ever taught her to keep her lewd noises to herself, so she offers them readily, crying out when he twists her nipples.

Hurts, Charles! she whimpers, and he eases his grip on her nipples, positioning his hold a little lower to pinch just beneath her perky nipples.

You'll look lovelier with child, darling, he says. It is a sore subject for them, at times. He is a vampire and therefore incapable of siring any children with her. Still, the idea of her pregnant appeals to him. Your breasts will fill with milk. I wonder if it would be as sweet as the rest of you, he murmurs, licking up the side of her neck. She trembles meekly in his grasp, leaning back and trusting him entirely to keep her safe, even exposed as she is like this.

The scent of arousal fills the air. Somewhere in the garden next to theirs, he hears the werewolf groaning as he touches himself at the stolen view of her exposed breasts. He decides to be generous. Really, darling, you shouldn't be embarrassed, he says, picking her up and lifting her up the counter.

She is flexible enough that he is able to stretch her legs to do a split up on the counter top. She gasps, covering her wet pussy lips immediately. Charles! she gasps, outraged by what he is doing. She tilts her head back to look up at him, eyes dilated and very much aroused despite her protests.

He pries her hands away easily, uncovering her. You are so wet, darling, he says. You like this, don't you? Like exposing yourself like this. What a dirty little slut you are, my little mate. What would the neighbors think of you?

Charles, she whines, face flushed prettily as he keeps her legs spread and her pussy lips exposed.

He pinches her pussy lips with both hands and spread them open, letting cool air brush against her small opening. Already, he sees slick building up between them, dripping slowly down her slit. Perhaps I would allow that one day, have Liam come in and watch while I fuck you, hmm? he whispers in her ear and his suggestion is rewarded with an even brighter blush. He notes that she doesn't protest the suggestion.

Perhaps he will tell her about her werewolf stalker one day, but not today. He would rather enjoy her for himself first before sharing her.

That's not to say he can't talk about it. Have you fantasized about that? About letting Liam fuck your pussy? I would let him breed you, fill you up with his pups so we can have children in the house. Wouldn't you like that, little love? Poor thing doesn't know the proper answer to the question, eyes filling with tears at the thought. You would look so lovely with cubs, darling, your belly round and filled with life.

He hears the werewolf grunt, and then the tell-tale sign of him reaching his orgasm as the scent of cum fills the air. Eager werewolf, so young that just the sight of her pussy is enough for him. Oh, he will have so many things to teach him.

Chapter One: In Sickness

It is one of those perfect mornings when the sun and the skies appear in perfect harmony with each other, neither too bright nor too hot. Even the animals are behaving as I go through my morning routine. I collect the eggs from the coop, milk the cow, sweep away the leaves that seem to have blown in while we were sleeping the night before.

The garden blooms beautifully. Everything me or my mother plant grows perfectly, regardless of the season. I suspect the land is a little magical, but my mother has always just laughed when I suggested it. I have been thinking about starting an herb and vegetable garden, something that could help bring in a little income, but that will have to wait until after I come back from my journey.

A cool breeze catches my cheeks and ruffles my hair as I cradle the basket against my chest. I lift my head and breathe in the cool, clean air, letting my gaze linger on the bright blue sky and smile at the gently swaying trees in the horizon. The neighbors are up and awake as well, going about their morning duties. I wave at Liam, who stumbles over his feet for a second before waving back eagerly. Steeling my heart, I head over to his side of the farm to talk to him. I need a favor and I know he will be willing to help.

He is seventeen this year, a year younger than me, but somehow have managed to grow five inches taller already. He has also gotten much bulkier, probably because he and his family does most of the construction work in the area. He has seven older brothers who are all married and living with their own newly constructed houses now out of the town. His nearest brother is two day's travel away. Their parents have been dead for a few years.

It is a peculiar tale. They went into the forest one day with their sons in order to hunt for fresh meat and only the sons returned. They were in mourning for a long time after that and the brothers all moved away shortly after, as though their parents were the only thing that kept them here. The houses have since been taken over by the other residents. They've always built the sturdiest houses.

I am glad that Liam stayed.

Mother used to say that he fancies me but he is too young. The