Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride - Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Turning the tables [R18 – Nikita]
“Do you really want to do this?”

With just a few steps, Nikolai reached Nikita, leading over her as he did.

His hand wrapped around Nikita’s leg, slowly trailing down her thigh as his fingertips dragged on her stockings before gripping around her ankles.

“O-Of course…”

He narrowed his eyes, stroking along her feet as he pulled off her stockings, and slipped down her damp panties, a thread of her juices dripping down onto the bed.

‘She hasn’t been taking care of herself, such a messy girl.’

Though her silver hairs shone in the mild light, there was barely a trace of her slit visible between their curled strands. When his fingers pressed firmly against her labia, spreading the soft pink petals with a sticky sound.

Nikita’s lips quivered as she gasped and shuddered. The fine hairs on her skin stood on end.

“You’re aroused from this, arent’t you?”

Nikita’s shivering body froze instantly. Nikolai glanced up at her. From his position between her thighs, her long fluffy eyelashes became his focus. She blinked repeatedly, enchanting him, lips parting slowly.

“…of course.”

“Did you provoke me, knowingly?”

“Of course.”

The second time her answer came faster, and with a low nasal breath.

“I wanted you to rail me.”

Nikolai’s eyes widened. He suddenly found it amusing. The determined look in her eyes, something wild and ferocious, different from when she lewdly presented herself before him was somewhat admirable.

And more ridiculous still was how his hands responded to her clumsy attempts to seduce him—more than any seduction she endeavoured in the past.

Nikolai’s fingers spilled across her smooth, pink crevice. As her warm juices coated his fingertip, her hands grasped the quilts. The sensation of her slit was softer than he remembered.

“What if I don’t want to?”

Nikita’s lips parted, a low moan escaping her lips, pausing before she responded with a strong hint of defiance. “Then I will make you want me, darling.”

Nikolai didn’t bother suppressing his wolfish grin,

The hand that traced her snatch moved gently, but his fingertip slipped inside.

Nikolai narrowed his eyes, enjoying the warm, sticky sensation of her folds, gazing at the naked mother-to-be. Her exposed skin increased his insatiable lust and desire.

She seemed to expect his change, watching with expectation as his body leaned over and kissed her, before spreading her legs and curling his finger inside her. She no longer seemed concerned about earlier, preoccupied instead with managing the rising heat within her own body. When his thick fingertips rubbed her insides, her soft walls gripped around them.

Nikolai narrowed his eyes and watched her twisting face, as if drowning in pleasure.

“Does it feel good?”

“Nnngh…. Yes.”

“Do you want more?”

“…Please…”

Whether from the pleasant sensation of his fingertips swirling inside her. Nikita’s voice trembled as she answered. Amused, Nikolai said nothing more, moving his fingers faster.

‘I want to taste her… does pregnancy affect her flavour?’

Honestly, Nikolai’s switch flipped, and he wanted to devour this beautiful she-wolf.

He adored the soft moans, leaving her lips with each movement of his fingers, and the wet noise each time he dragged them to her shallow depths, causing her beautiful pink lips to release a low, guttural moan.

The idea of making her moan more made him want to ravish this beautiful woman.

His current fascination with Nikita came from her method of seduction, his body filled with a storm of lust and desire.

Yet, he couldn’t understand why he craved her so deeply, so carnally.

‘Why am I so hungry for her today…?’

Here she was, lying on her back, like a dog in heat—a stark contrast to the cute girl he saw during dinner.

“…Is it because you are horny?”

“E-Eh?”

Nikita, confused by his question, asked. Instead of producing an answer, Nikolai squeezed her breast, picking the erect nub that poked his fingers. Nikita’s insides tightened as she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut with a low groan.

“Ah!”

The lovely wolf shivered, hastily covering her mouth with both hands. Nikolai’s fingers had just stroked her g-spot.

He lowered his body, and her thick scent wafted through the room. The unfamiliar scent carried an oddly attractive quality, making him want to remain in her embrace.

When his fingers slipped inside her, curling and teasing her walls, Nikita moaned, clutching Nikolai’s shoulders tightly. Her hands seemed to grasp him desperately, yet sometimes push him away instinctively, but of course, Nikolai didn’t budge. Instead… Nikolai’s fingertips moved faster, sinking into her soft snatch.

He dragged his fingers from inside her with a slippery sound, a slight pop before placing it into his mouth, sucking the salty, sweet taste from his fingers.

“I want you.”

Nikolai’s hand moved from his lips to her thigh, squishing her soft meat, pushing it upward in a single motion. Niita, who had been moaning softly, opened her eyes in confusion.

“Wh-what…”

She tried to speak, but Nikolai rose, lifting both of her legs and positioning himself between them. Her exposed pussy glistened in his view, dripping with threads of silver fluids.

“You always lose yourself when I do this.”

‘Are all Nikita is the easiest to make cum of all my women.’

He pressed down on her clit with his thumb—her raised legs convulsed as she gasped and lower abdomen visibly quivered.

“See, you love it when I tease your clit.”

“N-no I don’t…”

“You seem rather responsive for someone who doesn’t.”

Nikolai’s lips curled as he laughed mockingly, and Nikita gazed up at him, her face filled with blissful passion and on the verge of tears. Seeing the faint plea in her golden eyes, Nikolai felt satisfied.

He wanted to dominate her despite knowing that she always surrendered in the end.

“Shall I make you cum, that’s what you want right?”

“I don’t… Ngh…. Hnng!”

Desperate to protect, Nikita ended up gasping as Nikolai rubbed her clit roughly, circling the soft nub. The skilled yet merciless touch made her legs spread involuntarily as her juices continued to drip down her crack..

He didn’t particularly mind if she came, but he enjoyed how her trembling and pleas intensified when he stimulated her.

“P-please, a little more… darling!”

“Hah! You act all cute now, didn’t you have fun earlier, almost crushing my cock?”

Tears glistened at the corners of Nikita’s eyes. Her lips parted, letting out hot breaths and sultry whimpers, and her restless hands grasped at Nikolai’s shoulders.

His touch was too intense and dexterous—perhaps reckless. Yet Nikita responded desperately, her pussy growing wetter.

“How lovely.”

Muttering in amusement, Nikolai pressed his hips against her. His hardened cock clearly visible, the throbbing veins and swollen tip pulsing as it rubbed against her wet snatch, her fluids soaking his shaft as her eyes became obsessed.

Nikita’s breath hastened. She realised the weight pressing against her crotch and craved it more.

Unable to keep her eyes away, Nikita blinked slowly, her excitement overflowing.

“Then, please enjoy ‘a little more’ Nikita.”

Despite being the one to start her attack, she now lay on her back. A prisoner to his advances. The loser of their brief battle.

Nikolai reached out, gripping her chin and parted her lips.

Without resistance, her mouth opened and his tongue slipped inside. The low groans vanished, drunk by his kiss. It was a passionate kiss—sucking her tongue, devouring her lips.

“Mmmmn… Mnph!”

Without breaking the kiss, his fingers moved once again. His wet middle finger slid effortlessly down her slit, slipping into her tender flesh without warning.

The soft, wrinkled inner walls tightened instinctively against the intrusion. Nikolai slipped deeper, curling inside as it brushed against her g-spot. He then withdrew, his finger glistening wet.

“Hnng, ahn!”

One finger became two. The slow, rhythmic thrusts carried force and skill, turning Nikita’s whimpers into passionate cries that vanished into his mouth.

“N-Nikolai!”

“Go on… cum.”

His fingers curled, before Nikolai pulled them out causing her to gasp, forcing Nikita’s head to flick back a low squeal leaving her lips as a tide of juices spurt from her throbbing pussy.

A hushed breath leaked from their kiss as Nikita’s eyes closed tight.

Nikolai licked his lips, covered in saliva, and traced her lower lip with the fingers which were just inside her. As he rubbed her lips, coating them in her love juice, Nikita parted her lips. Her pink tongue slipped out, lapping at them with a hot sigh.

“Oh my… you’ve made a mess.”

He really enjoyed making Nikita’s guard drop—such a lovely woman.

His woman.