Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

'Ah... this damn bastard is treating me like a toy.'

She tried to use her arms to release the hand gripping her head, but his strength was immense. All she could do was struggle, slipping because of the sticky, frictionless blood. Her eyes looked around for any weapon, anything she could use to fight back. But no, her daggers were under the bed, and the table was empty. The only thing within reach was the broken cup beside the table.

The man's mouth opened once more.

'No... don't...' Her mind screamed—the pain of his bite was nothing compared to the pleasure it brought. Each time she felt him drink her blood, the resistance to it faded like water through floodgates.

However, there was no pain... a soft touch. Nikolai's lips touched her thighs, his tongue licking the inside of her legs.

'He... is using his mouth... his tongue? Oh, what?!. Ah, no...!'

Selene felt him lick and kiss her skin, creeping higher and higher, reaching her crotch; tingling shocks like lightning travelled down her spine each time his mouth touched her bare skin. The small twitches she felt were impossible to hide—his teasing was far too intense. Nobody had ever touched her in these places before. It caused her mind to go blank.

'The way he uses his tongue, licking my legs... is this a technique?'

"Nngh..." Selene bit her lips, her fingers digging into his muscles as she tried to resist the feeling, but her body's sensitivity had risen several times. Was it because he drank blood so close to that place? Her strength faded while her muscles were trembling, and the heat from her core made her lose conscious resistance.

"Ah...! No, stop... Ah...!"

Nikolai's spare hand explored her body, his touch making her body sway and twist before lifting her hips. His fingers were like a pianist teasing her body as if she were his keys.

'I can't fight back... what is this feeling of ecstasy? If he continues, I will melt away...'

Even a single kiss to her stomach made her dizzy, her body jolting involuntarily, unable to endure the stimulation, as his fangs barely scraped along the surface of her body, unable to keep up crushing his neck, her legs dropped onto his shoulders, now looking up at him standing between her legs.

"Ah!"

He started kissing her pelvis, soft blonde hairs brushing against his chin as her eyes widened, his direction moving lower.

"Not there..." Selene pleaded, yet the hand on the side of her waist kept her pinned against the table. Her hands pushed him, yet the strength behind it was nowhere near as fierce as before, her eyes half-open, trying to keep awake.

"Let me go, you bastard!"

She bit his arm once more, her teeth tearing through his flesh.

"Ah! Stop!"

But her voice only fuelled him. The smell of blood was like gasoline to his fire. No, rather, it lit both of their flames... as her lips began to suck on his arm, the trickle of blood seeping into her lips, sweet, warming and delicious, her throat moving as she swallowed it.

'His blood is so delicious... is this why we are forbidden to feed on werewolves of the Volkov clan?'

The thought of his blood being her most beloved meal never crossed her mind. Yet now, here she was, lying on the table, a warm glow rising in her chest as she felt her strength return.

"Ah..."

"Haa..."

Both Selene and Nikolai released their mouths from the other, the sounds of their breaths mixed, both gazing into the other's eyes—there was arrogance, resistance, passion, yet desire in the reflected gazes. It was at that moment that Selene realised their position and saw her underwear shift, allowing him to see her lower lips.

'Oh, what am I doing!'

Nikolai's lips curled into a devilish smile the moment her gaze returned to his; the look in his eyes caused her spine to tingle—she wanted to flee... a proud vampire of the Tepes clan wanted to flee!

'What has he done to me!'

"Let go. Let go, you brute!"

"It seems that my blood has worked its magic once more; the way you struggle is adorable."

"Shut your mouth!"

"Your attempts are futile, Selene."

'This is bad. What is this... I feel so hot. Is it because I drank his blood? I want him to stop, yet my body... it seeks more.

Why does it feel so wonderful?'

Her hips trembled, watching his face lower towards her glistening petals; she couldn't react and clenched her toes in anticipation, Selene's resistance long gone.

A warmth had spread through her abdomen, an ache that could only be relieved by him. Of that, she felt certain. Her heart began racing as she leaned against his arm, the scent of his blood like a drug soothing her mind as she licked across his wound.

'It's coming... He's going to do it!.'

The sensation of her hips arching upwards, her body wanting and needing more, and then his tongue...

"Ah, Haaa, Ahnn."

Each time his tongue tasted her, her hips rose, and she grabbed the side of his head, her hands entangling in his hair. The moment his lips began to kiss her lower lips, her body jolted, her feet kicking behind him before wrapping around his neck as if begging him to continue.

"Wait, no, you're not allowed... Ah, Nooo... No, I said."

Her fingers dug into his scalp, her mind lost in pleasure, unable to realise she was enjoying every second from the moment he attacked her; it felt like she was released from her boring life... as if he chopped down the door, sealing her inside.

'More... be more aggressive...' Her eyes became softer, kissing his wrist as if to soothe the wound she caused.

Nikolai's eyes narrowed, a wicked smile on his lips as he began to slide his tongue along her glistening petals, parting them to enjoy her warm, wet, silky slit. Her taste was as sweet and enticing as her blood, his fingers gripping her buttocks as they twitched and writhed, her hips rolling in his grip.

"Ah, haa." Selene bit her lips, her eyes closed while her enormous chest rose, her breath soft and warm. The intense pleasure that followed each of his movements was far too much to bear, her moans muffled by biting his wrist as a precaution.

"You bastard...! Ha, Nngh."

"Your body is quite the sight. Do you like it when I lick you like this?"

His tongue was like an evil snake, the devil tempting Eve, the first human, as it slithered and teased, flicked and enveloped her erect pink bead, the pleasure constantly ebbing and flowing from intense to soothing, Nikolai toying with the vampire princess, destroying her defences one by one, enjoying the sight of her writhing beneath him.

"Nnnggh..."

Selene's cries were like a siren's charming song, addictive, driving him to become more passionate. Her body and mind were lost in a haze. The longer her hips were trapped in his grasp, the more her body responded, and the more her body shook, the stronger he teased her with this unknown pleasure.

"Mm... No more."

Selene's mind was like a collage of emotions and sensations, unable to create a solid thought, her body crying out for him and him alone. She felt an explosion of heat building deep within her core, her body seeking that release, yet she feared it would end the moment his tongue stopped.

'More, more...'

Nikolai smiled, his tongue slipping just inside her quivering hole, his fingers softly squeezing her tender flesh.

"Nha... ahh, wait..."

"It seems you are becoming wetter, princess. Are you trying to drown me in your lewd juices?"

"Nn..."

'I can't hold on much longer...' Selene clenched her toes, lifting her legs as her muscles began to tighten while she panted, her breathing shallow. Every flick of his tongue brought her closer and closer, yet the pleasure of his fingers kept her on the edge.

"No, I can't... It's coming, no."

She pulled on his hair, her voice rising, her hips moving with his tongue. Her voice had changed, no longer resisting and begging, but instead, pleading.

'Yes, yes, don't stop.'

Selene's body was on fire, the pressure in her loins building to where she could barely hold herself together. The feeling was strange yet so enticing.

"Ha, a little more, please."

She wanted his tongue—she wanted the pleasure he gave and the power he had over her, her fingers clawing at his scalp, her nails digging into his skin, her teeth piercing his flesh. Her body twisted and turned, his muscular hands keeping her pinned against the table.

"I'm about to..."

'Please, take me over the edge.'

"Ah, Haaaaah!"

Selene cried out, her hips lifting, her voice piercing the night air, the sound of an enchanting cry, her body quivering, and her mind exploding from the pleasure, his tongue slowly lapping up her nectar, his fingers caressing her hips as they convulsed in the aftermath.

'I never expected vampires to taste so sweet. If the other vampires found out about how delectable you are, I might just have to wipe them out~ Princess, I'm afraid I can never let you leave.' Nikolai chuckled, licking his lips as he lowered his head.

Selene was lost in a daze before Nikolai collapsed to the ground, his body returning to normal, his wounds almost healed, apart from the scar on his wrist in the shape of Selene's fangs and like Nikita, he left a permanent mark on her inner thigh, the shape of his fangs.

"Oh, that felt amazing."

Selene gasped, her breath heavy; her body now felt cool and relaxed... despite the room being a mess and her table covered in an almost clear, white, sticky pool of fluid.

"Haa... huuu..."

Nikolai could only watch with a satisfied smile, his heart still thumping and his head aching as he felt several crystals flowing into his chest, improving his vermillion essence greatly.

"It was not a bad first time."

Selene didn't bother cleaning herself or the table, only gazing at him with a blank stare as her eyes softened. 'Huh, what have I done? I lost control. I never expected a werewolf to be this good, or maybe it was because I drank his blood...'

As if drunk, she didn't seem to think straight before falling into a light sleep in the middle of the destroyed room.

"She's going to be so mad in the morning..." Nikolai thought to himself as he felt his body filled with an immense amount of vitality and energy.