101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  So Alia was spared of the war, and her brother sent her off to Litthe, one of the villages on the north of the eastern woods, to investigate. It was also here that she agreed with Lucas to meet, but she was still unaware of Lucas’ plans to elope and get away from the war and live their lives on the other side of the lands.

  When they met in Litthe, Alia was surprised with all the soldiers that had gathered. Men of repute had recently passed by Litthe, in the hopes that they shall also have another mode of attack against the vampires and the wolves in the eastern woods. This prompted Alia to immediately send a raven to the cave, in the hopes that the message would get there in time just before her brother and the rest of the wolf army would march for war. She also worried about the fate of Lucas, of how he would sneak in the village, avoid the sunlight, and meet with her.

  Luckily, she saw a very covered, and hooded man signaling her to one of the abandoned houses there. It was Lucas, and they shared a passionate kiss before Lucas started to talk:

  “I have a plan. You have to trust me on this.”

  “They’re sending out soldiers from different corners of the Eastern Woods, have the vampires fled already?”, replied Alia.

  “Yes. Listen, I commissioned an old boat that would take us to Northshire, on the other side of the sea, and it leaves tonight. We’ll elope.”

  Alia was caught by surprise, she thought that Lucas would still push for a peace treaty, or that he would find for a way for both vampires and werewolves to meet and discuss the hunters’ attacks. She first refused, and emphasized the need for the peace treaty, but when she knew of what the old vampire mage had told Lucas, she had no choice but to accept Lucas’ proposal. But this shall not go as easy as planned. On that night, before they were to leave, and while they were talking about how they would start their new life together. A band of ragtag soldiers was harassing one of the young but beautiful herders of the village. It was night, and Lucas had already removed his hood for him to notice vividly what was happening.

  Both Alia and Lucas hid behind the trees to get near the commotion. One of the men grabbed the herders hands and tried to kiss her, and the herder slapped him with great force. Another man then punched the herder in the stomach, and then ripped off the herder’s cloths. You could see immediately her respectable breasts, one of her tits dangling and bouncing helplessly as one of the men grabbed her from the side and started licking her tits. The other soldier then pulled the herder’s trousers down, and tried to sneak in his fingers inside her panties. She refused, tried to scream but one of the soldiers covered her mouth, and kissed her profusely. The other soldier found her coveted vagina, and he started to finger the herder. Her big fingers were too much for the herder, now crying from the pain.

  The couple, who was witnessing the molestation occur before them, were luckily of good heart, and even though their blood curdles at the thought of saving a human being, they did so, without hesitation. Lucas, rushed to the side of one soldier, and with one punch, pierced the soldier’s stomach, and he grabbed the insides of that soldier and tore it off of him, like it was nothing. Alia grew her claws out, and with them slashed one of the soldier’s faces. The other one was trying to pull for his sword, but it was too late, as Alia had immediately transformed into a werewolf and there and then she grabbed the soldier by the neck and ripped off his skin. The herder, frightened to hell, was left speechless at the sight. Alia transformed back into her human form and Lucas offered his hand to the herder, whose ravaged clothes and pulled down trousers left her still on the ground. She was hesitant to take the hand, but she soon did, as it started raining. Lucas asked if she was alright, and if she needed any more help, but the woman simply nodded “no”. Alia searched the woman’s face for any more blood and gashes, and, still holding the herder’s head through the latter’s chin, simply placed her finger to her lips and said: “sssshhhhh”.

  Lucas and Alia left the scene shortly thereafter, and the woman herder was left to tears after processing all that had just happened. She went to her house, where she was greeted by her shocked parents, who had asked what just happened. The herder remained quiet, and in her heart she could thank only those two, whom she knew to be a werewolf and a vampire.

  Lucas and Alia, shortly after leaving the scene, went to a nearby hill, a dangerous place for humans as it was known to be infected by beasts, and by their respective races. This, for them, was the perfect place to sit down and wait for a while before heading out to boat that was waiting for them on the shore in another town.

  Lucas was looking at Alia again, her clothes partially ripped and partially revealing her ample bosoms, because of the transformation from a while back. Lucas kissed his beloved and Alia could do nothing but to kiss him as well, as the two did not mind if they were to be seen by any of their kind on that hill. Alia immediately grabbed Lucas’ buttocks, squeezed it ever so gently, then harder and harder until it actually hurt Lucas. Alia wanted to have sex there, and to fuck Lucas again. Lucas obliged, happily, to remove what was left of Alia’s ripped clothing and he started sucking off Alia’s nipples. The cold winds couldn’t stop the two from perspiring fervently, since what happened just a while ago did warm up their blood, so to speak. The sweat went immediately down Alia’s extremities, and it only wetted up what was already and immediately a wet vagina. Lucas looked down there, and, with a smile, he did go down there. With his tongue, he teased Alia to perfection, licking first and rounding about Alia’s tits, her nipples, then going down to her navel, his saliva shining well with the moonlight in that clear night on top of that hill. He then went down further, to her pelvis, where he licked off some blood left from the commotion a while ago. He then proceeded to lick Alia’s vulva, from lip to lip, and tried to toy the inside of it. He inserted his tongue inside of Alia, to her immediate gasp of satisfaction, and she then pushed Lucas’ face deeper into her crevice. This made Lucas gasp for air, but he reminded himself that vampires need not even breathe, and there he engulfed himself with the whole of Alia’s extremities. He licked her anus as he raised her legs up. Her vagina dripped with cum and became wetter by the second, and Lucas seemed to lick it all off and replace it with his own saliva. He then put his tongue, in and out of Alia, and he played with the tip of his tongue and placed it squarely on Alia’s clitoris. The excitement of Lucas licking her off was too much for Alia, as she shortly thereafter gushed with cum and all over Lucas’ face.

  But that didn’t stop Lucas from licking Alia more, as he went on and licked almost every corner of that vagina of Alia’s. Alia wanted Lucas to stop, it tickled her so much, like none she has ever experienced, her screams then turned into growls, and soon, Lucas was licking hair, as his lover groaned in excitement as Lucas reached for her lower parts. Lucas was forced again by Alia’s now sex crazed hands, she loved the licking so much she didn’t want him to stop, and now she wanted Lucas to lick her off while she that excited. Lucas obliged, as he always did. Her vulva was bigger, her vagina was throbbing to ecstasy, and quite frankly, her extremities are wilder. This excited Lucas. He then inserted his fingers as he licked the ever-growing vagina, it became bigger, and he licked even more, and he tried to move his head more to accommodate all the parts of Alia’s vagina.

  He inserted his cock in there, and he was fucking Alia, a woman who could just as easily turn as a werewolf on that hill, without any form of awkwardness. Alia was howling with so much excitement, with so much pleasure, and Lucas was trying to quiet her down, to no avail. Some of the people in the village heard of that howl, and immediately locked their doors shut, as fears of a werewolf attack, one they had not seen in a long time, seemed so close to their doorsteps. But they must not fret when the howls come from a werewolf who was so surely pleasured by a vampire. And in that scene, Lucas continued to put all inside of him, which seemed even not enough for the goddess-like Alia, but who loved it anyway. Lucas made himself cum inside of her again, and Alia’s vagina seemed as though it would eat Lucas’ cock off.


  Alia immediately became calm again after she came herself, and Lucas could only look at her, in all her innocent, fragile state, lying there in that hill, making a fetal position as though she was just ravaged by her own kind. Lucas was content at making her happy, even if it was through this. But Alia silenced those thoughts by saying that she would be with Lucas even if he wouldn’t fuck her after that. With that, they shared an hour of cuddling, and an hour of lying there, all vulnerably in that hill where they could see the glory of the stars.

  As almost dawn have come, they have delayed themselves in traveling supposedly for the night and Alia immediately grabbed for the covering of Lucas and covered him up head to toe, so that no light would penetrate. She transformed into a werewolf so that she could whisk him away to a nearby big tree, where it shades all over. The sunrise came, and Lucas was safe from it, and Alia was there to keep him safe all throughout the day. Unfortunately, they did not notice their predicament. In the middle of the forest, they were stuck in that tree, shading Lucas from the sunrise. Alia had thought of transforming once more so she could at least transport Lucas to a safer location, but he refused. They waited out the day, talked about their futures, and as soon as dusk came, they prepared themselves and headed out for the evening. They reached the harbor even before dawn came, and there they rode the boat, not big enough to be a ship, and not small enough for only two people. It was enough, there was room beneath it where Lucas could hide when sun came, and where they could rest and shield themselves from the tempests of the sea.

  They reached Northshire, on the other side of the lands they had always known, but they have arrived dead noon, which forced Alia to dock the boat in one of the rocky parts of the shore of Northshire. They waited until evening and decided to go for a stroll there, where they were greeted with all sorts of new kinds of humans, tattooed most of them, and where they breathed fire with their spectacles and their women were trapped in expensive and newly seen and rare silks and fine jewelry, and where even some of them exposed their breasts, as good and majestic as they are, with so much normalcy. This was the place, Lucas thought, where they could hide, maybe forever. Alia was made uncomfortable, and even though she came from the wilds of the eastern woods, she was still culture shocked with what she is seeing. The men and women there welcomed them, and told them that their foreign looks are not new to them, as some men from the other side of the sea have once come there and have once also lived with them.

  In one of the houses, very open for everyone to go there, in and out, and without worry of theft or what-not, Alia saw in the shadows, 4 or 5, 3 of them men, 2 of them women, having a sexual spectacular of their own. She can see, by the shadows alone, how wild they were getting, how one of the men was offering his cock on the mouth of another, while the hand of that woman was servicing the cock of another. She can see how the women were kissing each other, as two men were already inside of them, humping them as they were sitting down on them, and while one of the men was spreading his cum all over those women.

  Yes, this Northshire land was very strange, was very exotic, and was very open, and it drove Lucas to actually engross himself with human conversation, one thing a vampire had not done in eons with humans, and Alia too was there.

  While the men were celebrating their festivals, with fireworks, with all sorts of magic and sorcery running about that fire, ice, and wind was floating above them like playthings, Elithra, an elder of the Northshire, was telling stories of monsters that roamed the deep forests of their own lands, how these were giants, dragons, and wyverns who posed great challenges to the mighty warriors of their people. Alia was very interested, as it was her first time listening to stories of monsters aside from her own kind and of his lover’s. Lucas then had the temerity to ask Elithra, of whether he had heard of vampires and werewolves. Elithra simply laughed, gulped the remaining wine from his cup, and said:

  “My friend, the monsters I was telling you about, they are far scarier, and far dangerous than your vampires and your werewolves. These creatures, they’re actually friends of our people. They come in human form, not as disgusting as a dragon is, and they think like us, eat like us, well mostly, and feel pain just like us. These monsters I talk about, there is no pain for them. They will kill anything that moves, until they themselves die.”

  Lucas was very surprised of these words, to a point that he was close to revealing who they actually were, but Alia, sensing this, prevented her lover from doing so.

  A New Era Begins as One Ends

  But they were safe, and the two could not have been happier. In the nine months that passed, and with practically the people of Northshire knowing of Lucas’ fright of sunlight, and the rumors going on about who he really was, the lovers stayed there, and the people welcomed them. Alia was about to give birth, and when she went into labor, she was subjected to the rituals of that place, and in the incense and smoke that the village elders and the village shamans were administering to Alia for her to give birth, visions of what was going on the other side of the sea were being seen by her.

  She first saw her brother, leading a charge on one of the human settlements on the far west of the eastern woods. She also saw human hunters being eaten by her brethren, and most of her brethren bleeding and being overtake by the hunters themselves. She also saw of the fate of the vampires, who had overestimated the reclusion that was offered them by South Dorne. She saw how humans have been torching the settlement of Dorne, going nearer and nearer to the coven newly established there. She also saw Lord Varis, who was overlooking this chaos, and whispering to himself the name of his son, Lucas.

  The visions stopped, and the first thing she heard were that of a cry of a newborn baby. Her baby had teeth, 2 fangs immediately protruding the mouth. The baby was a boy. His eyes were deep yellow, sharp as that of a werewolf’s, and he was hairy, but not as hairy as a newborn werewolf. Lucas saw his child, and named him Lucard, the name of his older brother. Lucas was proud of this baby, but every moment he had not stopped of thinking about what this baby was, and what he brought to the world. And as soon as the shamans gave the baby to him, he never let go. Months passed after the birth, and Lucas made sure that the baby would not be seen outside of their house, nor would he go outside of it. This house, offered generously by the people of Northshire, became a safe haven for the sun sensitive Lucas, since it had no windows and it forever lit of candles. Alia went off to work for the fields, and her unusual strength was welcoming for the farmers who had a hard time to carry the goods. Rumors soon spread that Alia was a werewolf, and soon, people came to accept of the fact. The shamans, however, were ever-wary, as even to their own lands they were made known of the child that is half-vampire and half-werewolf, and if that child came, what that child really was.

  The boy came to grow, by now 4 years old, all in that small place. Eventually, though, there came a great tragedy for the people of Northshire themselves. The onset of the war brought refugees, some werewolves, and some vampires, and most human hunters, onto the shores of Northshire. These werewolves and vampires and human hunters have connived upon themselves to conquer the newly discovered islands beyond the sea, and they were intent in getting Northshire for themselves. Lucas was forewarned of this sighting, as one of the nearby islands was already overtaken by this different group.

  The people of Northshire were formidable warriors, but unfortunately, most had been set out to fight in one of the tribal conflicts in the farther east of Northshire. What was left to defend the town was only a handful of warriors, and Lucas and Alia. The people then turned to the couple, asked if they could talk to the refugees and in order for them to at least stall the incoming raid to Northshire until their warriors would return from the tribal conflict.

  Lucas and Alia, having fallen in love with the town of Northshire, obliged with the request, and as soon as the refugees’ ship was seen docking near Northshire, the couple was waiting for them, along with a dozen of the warriors left of Northshire.

  The num
bers of the refugees were at a steady 100. The werewolves were werewolves, but chained by human hunters, with whips being lashed at them, the vampires were also chained, and were deprived of food to a point that most of them had become wild, untamed beasts themselves. The human hunters knew how to raise their own army of werewolves and vampires, and one of the leaders, General Greak, went to speak with Lucas, who was waiting that night on the other side of the shore.