Blood Diaries
Copyright© 2026 by ArthurianMorgaine
Chapter 2: The Truth
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 2: The Truth - A college student’s long-distance romance takes a dark turn when her mysterious fiancé reveals an impossible truth: he is an immortal predator who survives on blood. Drawn into his hidden world of secret societies, supernatural power, and moral hunting, she must decide whether eternal life beside him is worth abandoning humanity.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Slavery Fiction Paranormal Vampires
I had fallen asleep on Thomas’ bed. The last two days had been really odd and somewhat stressful. I woke up to a loud knocking on the door. Thomas was jolted from his slumber on the chair by the window. He got up first and went to the door to see whom it was. “Ummm, Dana, is Dean a tall guy in a nice suit, holding that dress you wore to Yule Ball?” he asked.
“Yeah, I guess that must be him ... does he have a purse that doesn’t match the dress?” I said jokingly.
“Wine red dress and sparkly blue purse?” he replied.
“That’s my Dean!” I beamed.
Thomas let him in, and he sat on the bed next to me and stroked my back.
“You got some ‘splainin’ to do!” I said like Ricky from the old show ‘I Love Lucy’.
“Wahhhhhh” he replied, just like Lucy would reply to Ricky.
I jabbed him in the side and pretended like it really hurt.
“Let’s go out, hunnie. I have a lot of things we need to talk about, and the sooner I clear the air, the better,” he said, lovingly.
“And let me guess, another fancy restaurant, in that dress,” I said bitingly.
“Do you not want to go? We can go to the hotel if you’d like,” he suggested.
“No! Not the hotel. It creeps me out!” I replied. “Let’s just go out ... I’ll get changed in the girl’s bathroom across the hall if you go get the black purse and glove that go with this dress! It really surprises me that you can dress yourself so well when I see the things you pull out for me!” I jested.
“Fine, I just need to have a word with Thomas real quick, and I will get you your things,” he said.
That last comment unnerved me slightly. What was he going to talk to him about?! I grabbed the dress and went right across the hall to the large bathroom. I hung the dress on one of the shower stalls and changed out of my boots, long-sleeve shirt, and jeans. I adjusted my underwear and slipped on the dress, but I needed someone to zip me up. I made sure I was covered and went back to Thomas’ room and opened the door. Dean was still there, and I guess they were having some boy chat or something. I turned around and motioned for someone to zip me up, and they both got up at first, but then Thomas sat down again.
“I need shoes, hunnie, and my gloves! And it’s cold, and I have no coat!” I clapped my hands twice. “Chop, chop! If you want to go out to dinner any time soon, we best be off!”
He motioned like he was on a noose, and I turned and scowled at him, and he said, “Yes, dear,” like he was some whipped man.
I jabbed him again and went out of the room. I got my things from the bathroom and tossed them at Dean as he was leaving to go to my room. “Can you toss those in my hamper, and my boots by the coat rack? Don’t forget the shoes, gloves, and black purse. Put my hairbrush, some hairpins, my lip gloss, and a box of Altoids in there for me.”
“How about you just come along because I’m not going to be able to remember that!” he said.
I walked hand in hand with him down the hall and unlocked my room. I went in, and he put my clothes in the laundry hamper and my boots on the floor.
“Hunnie, I have an even better idea for tonight,” he said as he rummaged through my closet. “I want to go to a club I saw on the internet, but we would have to do some shopping because none of this would do.”
“No! No spending money on me!”
“But I have some extra money! Please, hunnie ... let me just do this. It will make me happy!” he said as he embraced me.
He began kissing me and giving me this hickie, which I was sure would be purple the moment I looked at it in the mirror. The gentle sucking was followed by a less inhibited sucking that made me swoon, then once again I was flooded with warmth. I broke away from him in a slight panic. He looked at me funny, licking his lip.
“Let’s go to the mall. We have a lot to talk about tonight,” he said.
“Fine,” I relented.
He unzipped my gown and threw a pair of socks, dark blue jeans, and a red shirt on my bed, and I began to change into them. He tossed my green necklace next to it, and I tossed it back.
“Go with blue, red, or black!” I said.
He just furrowed his brow in frustration. “I think it looks fine together!”
“Don’t make me beat you,” I said as I shook my fist at him jokingly.
He looked at me and turned quickly and grabbed my wrist before I could realize it, and he held me there. He kissed me on the lips and rubbed his nose against mine.
“Let’s get going. I’m hungry. You must be too because, according to the tab at the hotel, all you ate was a bagel and some tea,” he said.
“I am a little hungry, but I went to Hal’s and had some soup...”
“Yes, yes, and a sandwich, but you didn’t eat it all because you were too busy worrying about things,” he interrupted.
“Oh, so you have spies or something stalking me and keeping tabs on me?!” I joked.
I went to give him a playful shove on the shoulder, but again he caught my hand and began kissing it.
“I have to get dressed, and what are you going to wear? I hope you aren’t going to the mall in your three-piece suit?” I inquired.
“Nahhhh, I was going to change into some jeans at the hotel. It’s on the way anyway,” he said.
“Oh, okay,” I said as I brushed out my hair and put on some lip-gloss. “I’m done!”
He walked me to the car, and we drove to the hotel. When we got to the room, he hung his sport coat and slacks and tossed his shirt over the chair, followed by his tie. He jumped into some black jeans and an old t-shirt that really showed off his muscles.
“Grrrrrr,” I said as I stroked his chest.
“You can be such a tease sometimes!”
“Me, the tease?! HA! You are the one running around in the tight clothes, mister!”
He lunged at me in a flirtatious manner and pounced on me on the bed.
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