First Intergalactic Emperor: Starting With The Ancient Goddess

Wet slaps echoed through the open air. The stars above them were still. The moon watched silently. The only sounds were Reva’s moans and the sharp breaths Xavier couldn’t hold in.

She rode him like she owned him.

Her breasts bounced with every thrust, and her body moved with unnatural flexibility, hips rolling, arching back, moaning louder and louder. She leaned forward, kissed him again, and whispered—

”Harder~ Grab me~ Use me~”

Xavier growled, flipped her over onto her back against the grass, and slammed into her from above.

Reva cried out in pure pleasure.

Her legs wrapped around his waist. Her hands clawed at his back. His cock pistoned in and out of her dripping pussy, their bodies slamming together with animal intensity. Faster. Deeper.

She came once—her walls clenching violently around him, her mouth wide open in a silent scream.

Then again—her nails drawing blood down his back.

And again—as Xavier pounded her harder, never slowing, never giving her time to breathe.

Finally, when she was trembling, soaked, and babbling his name between gasps, he came too—spilling inside her with a deep groan, filling her to the brim.

She twitched.

She smiled.

”...That,” she whispered, ”was not underwhelming.”

They lay there, tangled under the stars, skin against skin, breath shallow.

Neither of them said anything for a while.

Until Reva whispered, ”Next time, I want to ride you while you sit on the edge of the cliff.”

Xavier turned his head, one eyebrow raised. ”You’re already planning round two?”

Reva grinned. ”I’m a vampire. I’ve got stamina.

They hadn’t moved in minutes. The stars above stayed frozen in their endless watch, but Reva’s fingers were already twitching again, dragging soft circles on Xavier’s chest.

”Still alive?” she asked, teasing, her voice a little hoarse.

Xavier didn’t answer. He rolled over—sudden, firm, pinning her down with one hand around her throat. Not choking her. Just holding.

Reva’s eyes widened.

”Oh?” she whispered, breath quickening. ”This side of you...”

”I let you ride me the first time,” Xavier muttered, his voice deeper, heavier. ”This time... it’s mine.”

Her body arched involuntarily at those words. And she didn’t resist when he grabbed her thighs and spread them wide again, exposing her still-dripping pussy to the open night.

She was soaked.

He lined himself up, but didn’t enter. Not yet. His free hand slid between her legs, fingers teasing, rubbing circles around her swollen clit.

Reva gasped. ”Y-You don’t need to—”

He shoved two fingers inside.

Her back arched. ”Aahh~ X-Xavier~!”

”Shut up,” he said, smirking. ”Didn’t you say you’re a vampire? Then don’t act like a delicate flower.”

He fingered her rough and deep, curling his fingers upward until her legs trembled again. Then he pulled out and slapped her pussy lightly with his cock, watching her jolt at the sudden sting.

Reva’s eyes were glazed now.

”...You’re cruel,” she whispered, shivering. ”I like it.”

Then something shifted.

Her body glowed faintly—just under the skin, a silvery red shimmer, like moonlight passing through blood.

Her eyes sharpened, glowing crimson. Fangs extended. Her heartbeat slowed, but her body burned hotter.

She was using her vampire aura now.

The moment Xavier slid inside her again, he felt it.

Everything was tighter. Hotter. Wetter. Her insides moved—undulated—squeezed him like they were alive. It wasn’t just sex anymore. Her body was enhancing everything. Amplifying every thrust, every rub, every kiss.

Xavier’s groan turned to a low growl.

Reva bit her lip, arms around his neck. ”I told you... vampires have stamina...”

”Good,” Xavier hissed. ”Let’s test that.”

He pounded into her hard. Deep. Rough. Each thrust was brutal, precise, and merciless. Her vampire body could take it—and he wasn’t holding back.

Her moans turned into cries. But she wasn’t begging him to stop.

She was laughing between breaths.

”That’s it... more... don’t stop~”

Xavier grabbed her by the waist, lifted her hips higher, and slammed into her. Again. And again.

Her breasts bounced wildly. Her moans got louder. The glow around her body shimmered with every orgasm that tore through her. She came once, then twice, then again—legs twitching uncontrollably.

Xavier didn’t stop.

He flipped her over, dragged her ass up, and entered her from behind. Her fangs bit into the clothes they’d laid beneath them as she tried to muffle the sounds, but it was no use.

He pulled her hair. Fucked her harder. Grabbed her neck and pushed her deeper into the ground.

It was raw. Animalistic. And she loved it.

He couldn’t do the same with Seraphina, who was only a human. But with Reva, he didn’t have to worry about anything.

”F-Fuck me~ Xavier~ my body’s burning—I’m gonna~!”

”You’re not done,” Xavier growled, leaning over her, whispering in her ear. ”You’re going to take every drop. Don’t you dare pass out.”

Her powers flared.

His cock got even hotter, gripped tighter, and he felt his own climax approaching fast. She was pushing him to the edge, literally changing the pleasure inside her walls.

But Xavier held on. One hand on her hip, the other gripping her shoulder, pounding her through the third orgasm like a machine.

Finally, when she was nothing but a moaning, shaking mess underneath him, he thrust one last time—deep, rough, and all the way in.

And came.

Hard.

Reva screamed as the heat filled her again, her body trembling violently from the flood.

When he pulled out, she collapsed on her side, covered in sweat, cum dripping from her thighs, glowing faintly like a dying ember.

Xavier collapsed beside her, chest heaving.

Neither spoke for a long moment.

Reva finally turned to him, barely able to keep her eyes open. ”That was... insane.”

”You started it,” Xavier muttered, wiping his mouth. ”Using your powers like that.”

She chuckled weakly. ”Don’t worry... I’ll use more next time.”

He looked at her.

”...You planning on surviving the night?”

She smirked. ”I’m a vampire. You?”

”...Human. But not weak.”

They lay there, naked under the stars, her head on his chest, his hand on her waist.

Round two was over. For now.

But the night wasn’t done with them yet.