Forbidden Lust for the Vampire

A werewolf is sent to assassinate two vampires who have recently settled in his pack's territory. But when he sneaks into their mansion and sees them engaged in depraved sexual acts, he finds himself curiously aroused... and even moreso when they spot him, pin him down and demand an explanation! Warning: for adults only! Contains explicit content (m/f/m menage, bdsm, oral sex, a sharp whip). 5025 words.

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Excerpt:

"Listen to me!" I growled, glaring at them menacingly, my muscles bulging as my body heaved. "Listen to me. I could kill you right now if I wanted to."

Rene rose up and turned around to face me and I could see the glum realization dawning on him. He swallowed hard and his face took an intense, resolute expression.

"You're a werewolf," he said quietly, and Vanessa's eyes widened in terror.

"Yes."

"You're here to kill us."

"Yes."

"We won't let you." Rene looked at me with contempt. "We won't let you, werewolf."

"I do not wish to kill you!" I shouted. I relaxed my body, softening my threatening pose, and looked away briefly, uncomfortable. "I was sent to kill you, yes. But..."

"But what?!" Rene shouted. "You're having second thoughts?!" He sneered. "I have no patience for your little performance. If you wish to kill us do it now!"

"I don't!" I hesitated for a moment. "I was..." I swallowed again, struggling to bring the words out. "I am attracted to you. To her." I could feel my cheeks flood with my shame. Rene looked at me, furious, but Vanessa seemed curious. She stepped closer, putting her hand on her man's shoulder softly.

"Look at him, Rene..." she said, her eyes fixed on mine. "He is aroused."

It was true. Standing there in front of them, my nude body pained and sore, had turned me on once again. I knew that I had the upper hand; a werewolf always did against a vampire. Yet the whip in Vanessa's hand... and the surprising power in Rene's fists... for a brief moment I had felt helpless; entirely at their mercy - of two angry vampires, my immortal enemies. And it aroused me greatly.

"So..." Vanessa continued, her confidence growing by the moment. She brushed back the stray hair from her face and advanced. "You were sent here to kill us."

"Yes."

"We didn't know there were werewolves in the area."

"You didn't do your research."

She stopped in front of me and grinned, revealing her pointed teeth. My eyes drifted to her bare breasts; I wanted desperately to touch them. Vanessa dropped the whip to the floor. She lifted my chin up with her fingers and looked straight at me, her smile unwavering.

"You know, Rene, I've always wanted to fuck a werewolf. Remember?"

"I remember, my dear." He joined at her side, his eyes scanning me carefully.

"And now I have found a werewolf that wants to fuck a vampire."

"It would appear so."

"Do you wish to fuck me, werewolf?" She raised her eyebrows, almost mocking me.

"Yes..." I muttered.

Vanessa turned around. "Unzip me," she ordered. I glanced at Rene. He smiled faintly, waiting for my reaction, visibly enjoying my torment. The big, powerful werewolf, reduced to nothing more than a plaything for a pair of vampires. What would my brothers think of me?
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