

Never Mess With Vampires (18+)
Organized Chaos · Completed · 88.9k Words
Introduction
The Pierce sisters can never seem to stop getting under supernatural's skin, and Alexus Pierce isn't an exception. Making a horrible toast about vampires, at her sister's wedding, she pissed off the Primus-Demetri Vamp. What she thought would be a night of passion with the man who sent electric pulses through her, turned into her entire world changing.
Known for his cold nature, Demetri Vamp spared no one. As the Primus of the vampires, he made it his mission be be feared by everyone including his clan. So when a tiny but brazen Alexus Pierce got under his skin, he decided to make an example of her. One that was meant to teach her the lesson to never mess with vampires, but ended up being something he'd never expected.
(Sequel to Never Mess With Werewolves) (MATURE) (DARK COMEDY)
Chapter 1
*Author's Note: This book has not yet been edited.
“Welcome to my home.” Alexus's eyes widened as she looked around the enormous castle.
“This is amazing.” Demetri chuckled. Standing behind, he pulled her body to his.
“Thank you.” Small surges of electric sparks shot through her body, landing in between her thighs. Breath ragged she murmured.
“Where’s the bedroom?” She heard him chuckle again, before grabbing her hand and leading her up the stairs past multiple rooms down a corridor. Standing in front of two large oak doors, he pushed at them and invited her inside. His bedroom was just as amazing as the rest of the house. Gothic furniture, large windows with heavy red curtains drawn tight. Her lips parted slightly as Demetri turned and looked at her. His eyes seemed to illuminate.
“Do you like it?” She nodded her head slowly. The more she looked at his face, the more realized just how handsome he was. Leaning down, Demetri wrapped his hand in her hand and pulled her face to his. “I want these.” He murmured against her lips.
“I-“ He took her mouth, electricity shot through her entire body. Deepening the kiss, Demetri picked her up and carried her to the bed. Laying her down, he slid one of the straps of her bridesmaid dress down her shoulder and placed kissing on bare skin, making her shiver. He was torturing her, his movement slow, every kiss, every touch seeming to leave scorch marks where his mouth and hands once were.
Arching her back Alexus allowed him to remove her dress, and his eyes roamed over her body. “You are beautiful.” Her face flushed again.
“Thank you.” Pulling him down to her, Alexus covered his mouth with hers. The more she touched, the more she wanted and beside herself, she murmured. “I want you…” Those three words on her tongue seemed to make Demetri’s blue eyes, burn so bright they glowed. He tore at his jacket, and removed his shirt, watching her bite her bottom lip in appreciation.
“You are beautiful.” He laughed.
“Thank you Little One.” She immediately decided, she liked the name he’d given her. Fully undressed, Alexus's eyes widened as she stared at his erect manhood.
Oh hell no…he’s going rip me to shreds.
He tilted his head. “I’ll be gentle.” She nodded silently and thought.
Welp mama didn’t raise a quitter.
Demetri's muscular frame towered hers, as he kissed down her body. Spreading her legs, he kissed each of her thighs feeling her squirm from excitement each time. Before Alexus could process what was happening, Demetri tore her panties and pressed his tongue against her clit. She gasped, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue. Torturing her once again, he felt her legs shake as an orgasm flowed through her body.
Alexus pulled at him, and as he rejoined her, his eyes widened slightly in shock when she ran her tongue against her own juices still on his lips. Demetri gruffed, and kissed her roughly. Reaching down, he slowly entered her and let out a groan.
“Shit…” It was low, but at the sound of it, Alexus rolled her hips pushing him all the way inside and she heard him groan again. It took her a minute to adjust to his size, but his stoke inside her quickly turned the pain into pleasure. Kissing his neck, she found herself brazen again.
Feeling her push against his body, Demetri rolled allowing her on top. Hands to his broad chest, Alexus alternated between grinding and bouncing. She bit her lip as Demetri's large hand ran up her body, landing at her breast. She closed her eyes, enjoying the way he filled her. “You feel so good.” She murmured, quickening her pace.
Her moans filled the room, his groans of pleasure feeding her desire. Demetri pulled her to him and flipped their position, so he was back on top. He lifted one of her legs and leaned into her. His thrust repeatedly hitting her sweet spot. Head to the crook of her neck, he felt himself near.
“FUCK!” Alexus screamed out as an electric climax tore through her entire body. Demetri bit gently into her shoulder closed his eyes tightly and groaned as he finally released.
Breath ragged, he lifted his head and looked at her. His voice low, almost a whisper, he spoke. “What is it about you Little One?” Alexus caressed his face, and for a moment she saw his eyes soften.
“I-I feel electricity whenever you touch me.” Immediately his face hardened. “D-Did I say something wrong?” A slow sinister smile curled on his face.
“Yes” Her eyes widened as she saw his fangs drop. “But I’m going to fix that.” Demetri gripped her hair roughly, and craned her head, exposing her neck.
“PLEASE DEMETRI! I’M SORRY! WHATEVER I DID I’M SORRY!” He sank his fangs deep into her neck hearing her screams turn guttural as he drained her. Pulling her body to him, the sweetness of her blood fed his rage and his eyes burned bright red. Feeling her body limp, he pulled his fangs from her neck and tossed her onto the bed.
“FUCK!” He seethed, his clothes returning magically back on his body. He stood and looked down at her in pure anger. He wanted to kill her, planned on it, but hearing her repeatedly say sorry until she could no longer speak, got under his skin more than her toast.
“I’M SORRY! WHATEVER I DID I’M SORRY!”
He breathed harshly, his eyes cutting into slits as he returned to the bed and lifted her head. He eyed her over. “Try to survive Little One.” He said before magically returning her clothes to her body, leaving her in the room alone to either turn or die.
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