Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

Meanwhile, back in the apartment.

”W-What was that~ Haa.... Haa....”

Leona’s breathless voice asked about the strange bang that vanished, while her hole clamped down on Nikolai’s monstrous length. Her insides were hot and soft while oozing a creamy lubricant, mixing her juices, his spit and precum.

”It sounded like thunder...” she whimpered, but her words cut off the moment he shifted hips and plunged deeper.

”Nothing,” he growled, leaning down until his breath brushed her ear. ”Just focus on me.”

”Nnngh... I will.... try....”

Try? He’d break that thought in seconds.

His hips rolled with a slow, powerful rhythm. Each long slam rocked her forward into the pillows, her breasts bouncing against the sheets, her ass jiggling from the force of his thrusts. Leona’s face leaned to the side with unfocused eyes, hair full of sweat and damp against her cheeks.

He pulled her back, one arm hooked around her waist, the other slid between her legs to tease her swollen clit in delicate, loose circles and teasing the tip with a gentle flick. The sudden pressure made her cry out with trembling thighs.

”D-Don’t do that… I’ll—”

”You’ll cum.” He cut her off with another hard thrust. ”I want you to.”

Leona gasped, her muscles tightly locking her down. Her asshole pulsed so tightly around his cock it felt like suction, like her entire body wanted to swallow him whole.

He kept going, pounding his hips against hers. One long drag out, then back inside with brutal force. Wet, obscene slaps echoed around the room as Leona’s voice cracked into broken moans, her nails tearing into the bedding with each thrust.

”N-Nikolai… I can’t… I can’t stop—”

”You don’t need to.”

His hand gently brushed her soft hair to the side, leaning forward as his curved cock penetrated her at a strange angle. The swollen tip crushed her womb from above. She came with a hoarse scream, back arching against his chest violently, honey squirting from her pussy with every twitch. Nikolai’s cock was still pounding her ass without care.

When she collapsed, limp and breathless, her ass clamping down, he didn’t stop. He gripped her hips tightly, dragging her back onto his cock as he used her overstimulated body, like a toy—each thrust grinding her insides flat against her womb, pulling her into a second climax without pause.

”Again,” he said with a groan. ”Cum for me.”

Her thighs were soaked and mind broken, yet the moment he spoke, her nerves and muscles tingled with the desire to obey.

***

Leona’s mouth hung open, slack and drooling, as her body jolted under Nikolai.

Her vision was white, no thoughts, no resistance, only the heat and pressure pounding through her like waves of fire and bliss.

”F-Fuck...” She whimpered in a tone different from usual, more crass and crude.

Her pussy gushed again without warning, and another flood dribbled down her thighs and soaked the rumpled bedsheets. Her body clung to his cock like it belonged inside her, like her ass was built for nothing else.

He leaned over, whispering into her fluffy ear with a voice like gravel soaked in lust.

”I’m still not done.”

She twitched, humming with a low purr when he pulled out just far enough to leave her insides hollow, the pressure faded with a lonely shift. Her guts clenched, needing him, her hips squirmed following him on instinct.

Then, before she could recover.

SLAM!

He drove forward like a piston, splitting her open once more, shaft bulging inside her trembling hole. His cock throbbed violently inside, too thick and too hot—inhuman. Like it had swollen with every orgasm she gave him. Each thrust gouged her insides, stretched her walls wider.

”Nngghh—ahhh! I—I can’t—”

”You can.” His voice was firm, a command that reached past her mind and gripped her soul.

”Say it.”

Leona whimpered, cheeks burning, throat raw from screaming—but she obeyed.

”I... I can take it...”

”Again.”

”I can take it…”

”Louder.”

”I-I can take it! I want more—fill me again… please, just don’t stop!”

That’s all it took.

Nikolai wrapped her sweaty hair around his hands and yanked her back, arching her spine into a perfect curve. The moment he did, her ass tightened, sucking on his cock, the slimy insides squelching as he slid deeper.

Her nipples brushed the wet, sweaty sheets, hips lifted and open, her pussy drooling onto the bed in thick spurts with each brutal thrust. His balls slapped against her soaked cunt with each impact, the mess between them a mixture of cum, spit, sweat and whatever part of her had melted under the pleasure.

”I’m going to break you,” he hissed, voice shaking from how tightly she clamped down.

”Do it…” she begged.

”Break me like a bitch... I’ll bark for you like a dog! If you keep loving me like this!”

Her body tightened, convulsing one final time as the tight drag of his cock pressed against her cervix. The light shattered, and her world became chaotic—screaming, spasming, squirting uncontrollably, back spasming as her orgasm tore through her again.

And then Nikolai’s grunt brought a smile to her lips.

His cock throbbed, bulged, and then finally exploded inside her ass, thick ropes of warm, slimy cum flooded her ass, the pressure stretching her deeper as the mess began to pour out, unable to contain it inside, she tightened her muscles, and the sperm shot out with a lewd pop.

Nikolai’s eyes closed as he felt the warmth of his semen blowing back against his cock, bubbling from her entrance as he thrust twice with a small spurt of cum filling her. He didn’t move. Just stayed buried to the hilt, twitching as her hole milked every drop.

She collapsed fully, face down, drooling, twitching around him, completely ruined.

***

The room was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, air so heavy it clung to the lungs like steam. No smell of flowers, only the scent cum, sweat and raw arousal blanketed every surface.

Leona lay face down, drool leaking from her lips, her entire body trembling in helpless spasms. Her breath came in broken pants, lungs refusing to steady with her ass still raised, twitching around his softening cock.

Nikolai slowly pulled back.

Plop.

A wet pop echoed as his cock slipped free, followed by the thick slurp of cum oozing out from her ruined, gaping hole. The flood trailed down her thighs, hot and viscous, painting her pale skin with streaks of white that clung to her like war paint.

Her ass clenched once. Twice. Then again.

Uselessly.

Her body still wanted him inside.

Nikolai took a deep breath; a strange calm settled in his chest, a predatory satisfaction laced with something else—something quiet and peaceful.

That woman who watched, why was she here?

He knelt beside her, the mattress creaking under his weight. His hand moved gently now, brushing aside damp strands of blonde hair stuck to her flushed cheek.

”Still breathing?”

She twitched.

He chuckled with a hoarse tone, then dragged his fingers slowly through her messy hair drenched with sweat. The strands were sticky and matted in places, but he didn’t mind and kept combing, over and over, soothing her like a creature he’d just tamed.

Leona whimpered like a wounded beast, her voice no longer sharp or needy, but fragile like broken glass laced in pleasure. Her eyes fluttered half open, unfocused and shimmering, and she parted her lips in a wordless surrender.

Every muscle in her body twitched as another tremor passed through her.

Her ass slowly closed, trying to tighten again, but it failed. The ring of her ass throbbed, loose and weeping, a lazy stream of cum trickling from the swollen opening with every heartbeat. Her thighs were soaked. The sheets underneath her were ruined.

Nikolai pressed a soft kiss to her temple, then ran his hand down her bare back.

A full-body shudder ran through her at the gentle touch, like even the air made her feel too much.

Her lips moved.

”I… still feel it…”

”I know,” he whispered. ”You’re not supposed to forget.”

She blushed, the words so suggestive, but the shape, heat and feel of his cock, down to the glans and bumps where his veins pulsed, lingered in her ass and mind.

Leona blinked slowly, tears of overstimulation lining her lashes.

His fingers slid over her scalp again, rhythmic and tender, brushing out knots, calming her twitching nerves as her body slowly surrendered to the gravity of the afterglow.

”Good girl,” he muttered.

Then another weak pulse came from her hole.

Leona lay boneless beneath him, skin damp, breath shallow, her body still pulsing from the echoes of ruin. Nikolai tucked her hair behind her ear, then pulled the blanket up, covering the mess without shame. His hand rested on her thigh—firm, possessive.

”I’ll ruin you again tomorrow.”

A weak smile curved her lips. ”You promise…?”

He kissed her shoulder, slow and warm.

”Always.”

It only occurred to him just how perverted his little maid was.