Stuck in an Island with Twelve Beautiful Women-Chapter 177: Vampire

As Alex delved deeper into the depths of passion with Grace, a sinister glint flickered in his eyes, betraying the dark intentions lurking beneath the surface. With a predatory grace, he trailed kisses along her neck, his movements betraying a sense of urgency and hunger that sent shivers down her spine.

And then, in a moment of startling revelation, his true nature was revealed as two elongated fangs emerged from his mouth, gleaming in the dim light of the room. With a swift and decisive motion, he sank his teeth into her flesh, piercing her skin with a hunger that was both primal and insatiable.

As Grace felt the searing pain of his bite, a wave of shock and disbelief washed over her, mingling with the ecstasy of pleasure and desire that still pulsed through her veins. In that moment, she realized the true nature of the man she had thought she knew, the dark and dangerous creature that lurked beneath the facade of charm and allure.

As Alex drank deeply from her, his movements becoming more frenzied and desperate with each passing moment, Grace felt herself slipping further into the abyss of darkness that threatened to consume her whole.

And yet, even as she teetered on the edge of oblivion, she could not deny the undeniable allure of his touch, the intoxicating blend of pain and pleasure that bound them together in a deadly embrace.

Grace wanted to push him away. She was in pain like no other. But her body didn’t move, the pleasure he was given her was far greater than any pain in the world. So she simply let him drink her blood. As Grace felt the searing pain of Alex’s bite coursing through her veins, she was overwhelmed by a conflicting whirlwind of sensations.

Every fiber of her being screamed for her to push him away, to escape the agony of his bite, yet she found herself immobilized by a force she could not comprehend.

Despite the agony that tore through her body, the pleasure he bestowed upon her was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It was a transcendent ecstasy that eclipsed the pain, rendering her powerless to resist his advances.

In that moment, she realized that the bond between them ran deeper than mere physical desire, it was a connection forged in the fires of passion and longing, a connection that defied reason and logic.

And so, with a resigned acceptance, Grace surrendered herself to the intoxicating allure of his touch, allowing him to drink deeply from her veins as she basked in the ecstasy of their forbidden union. In that moment of surrender, she embraced the darkness that enveloped her, finding solace in the embrace of her dark and enigmatic lover. Continue reading stories on novelbuddy

Her face started to whiten without blood. It was like she became olly. Her skelt body hung in Alex’s hands. He was drinking every single drop of blood from her. She lost consciousness. As Grace’s life force ebbed away, her once vibrant complexion paled to an eerie shade of white, drained of the vitality that once coursed through her veins.

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Her body grew limp and frail in Alex’s grasp, her skeletal form a stark contrast to the once vibrant woman she had been.

With each passing moment, Alex drank greedily from her, his thirst unquenchable as he savored every last drop of her precious blood. As her consciousness faded into oblivion, Grace surrendered herself to the darkness that enveloped her, her mind consumed by the depths of her own despair.

In the cold embrace of death, she found a twisted kind of solace, her torment finally coming to an end as she slipped into the void of eternity. And yet, even in death, her spirit lingered on, a haunting reminder of the tragedy that had befallen her at the hands of her dark and enigmatic lover.

He put her down. She was laid down like she was dead. He wasn’t finished with her. He continued his lust works on her. As he started doing it to her, her body became normal again. Her skelt body came back to normal every moment he touched her.

As Alex laid Grace’s seemingly lifeless body down, a sinister smile played upon his lips, betraying the dark intentions that lurked beneath the surface. Despite her pallid complexion and still form, he knew that his work was far from finished. With a predatory gleam in his eyes, he continued his twisted ministrations upon her, his touch reigniting the spark of life within her once more.

As his hands roamed over her supine form, a strange and miraculous transformation began to take place. With each caress, her skeletal frame began to shift and contort, reshaping itself into the form of a living, breathing woman once more. Her pale skin regained its rosy hue, her emaciated limbs filling out with newfound vitality as she returned from the brink of death.

It was a sight to behold, a testament to the dark and mysterious power that Alex wielded over her. With each touch, he breathed new life into her, his lustful desires intertwining with the very fabric of her being as he molded her into his own twisted vision of perfection.

And so, as Grace lay there, her body pulsating with newfound vitality, she found herself ensnared in the web of his dark desires, her fate bound to his in ways she could scarcely comprehend. As Alex continued to lavish his attentions upon her, she could only surrender herself to the intoxicating allure of his touch, her body a canvas upon which he painted his darkest fantasies.

As he did that her body started changing again. It was like she’s coming back to life. Her face, breasts, body, arms and legs everything came back to normal. Still he continued having sex with her. Moments passed, her face started changing. The cute and beautiful face started to change into evil and cruel.

The more time passed the more evil her face became. Her face completely looked like a bat. She regained consciousness and opened her eyes. It was full red and looked like snake eyes. When she smiled, her fangs came out of her lips…