Chapter 43 - A Vampire Who Is Also A Succubus [2] (R18)
Ysvéra’s pussy felt cold and damp around me.
I couldn’t help but think of Mira, who had felt so warm.
Somehow I felt like trash, comparing a cold pussy to a hot one.
But I knew one thing for certain.
Both only had advantages.
There was no disadvantage at all!
Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Ang! Haan~"
Ysvéra’s muffled moans spilled into the pillow as I pounded her from behind.
Her back looked perfect.
So did her round ass.
I grabbed both cheeks, feeling the soft cold flesh, then my hands moved higher.
I had been eyeing those horns for a while now.
The moment I gripped them, her pussy squeezed so tightly I almost came right there.
"Ahhh~!"
Ysvéra let out a loud moan.
I grunted and tried to pull back to change positions, but my cock was stuck.
It wouldn’t come out.
"What?"
"G-Go faster! Hnn~!" she said in a trembling voice.
That one sentence did it.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
My hips moved faster.
One hand stayed on her horns while the other reached under and rubbed her stiff nipples.
"You’re so tight, Ysvéra... were you just waiting for sex?" I whispered near her ear, never slowing down.
Clap! Squish!
"Kngg?! You bastard—?!"
I didn’t let her finish.
I could feel she was already about to cum.
Instead of slowing, I thrust even harder and bit down on her nape.
Clap! Clap! Splurt! Splurt!
’Ahhh...’
I came hard, pouring everything into her.
"Aheuhk?!"
Ysvéra let out a strange high squeal.
Her knees gave out and she collapsed flat on the bed.
I fell with her, still buried deep inside that cold, sucking pussy.
"Huh?" I then felt it.
All the cum I had just released into her just... disappeared.
The crest above her pussy lit up with a soft red glow and drank every drop.
"Haa... Husband came inside me, my husband... my own husband..."
Ysvéra muttered the words in a broken voice as a chill ran through me.
The emotions coming from her through the bond suddenly skyrocketed–affection, possession, relief, hunger, and something so big it almost hurt.
Before I knew it, she had rolled us over.
Now she was on top, purple eyes glowing strangely.
I could see everything clearly.
The soft breasts I had sucked earlier, the pale neck still marked by my teeth, those red lips I suddenly wanted to kiss again.
"Haa! What the—?!"
My cock throbbed hard against my will and started swelling again even though I had just finished.
The crest was glowing.
Something inside her was stimulating me, massaging and squeezing as if it wanted me hard again right away.
"Crazy...!"
I had just cum, yet my cock was already fully hard.
It felt too stimulating.
Ysvéra began to move slowly as my whole cock disappeared into her cold pussy.
Her weight pressed my balls.
It felt like more than just her pussy was working me–something extra was stroking every inch from the inside.
I grabbed her wrists and pulled her down, kissing her as she looked at me with half-lidded eyes and a small flirty smile, then started moving faster.
Thud! Clap! Clap!
Our hands stayed tangled.
Her waist moved perfectly, like her body was just made for me.
Then, she leaned down and bit the side of my neck.
"Ahhh—!"
Squish! Slap! Splurt!
I came again and the crest drank it just like before.
Ysvéra licked my ear and whispered in a husky voice.
"Ang~ My husband... cum in me a lot. Fill my pussy with lots of your love❤︎. Show me how much you love me, husband~"
Those words made me lose my reason.
I grabbed her waist and slammed my cock into her.
Plap!
"AHHHH~!"
I kissed her hard, which silenced her moan.
After that I stopped thinking clearly.
We moved like animals, changing positions whenever one of us got close.
Sometimes she rode me until her thighs shook.
Sometimes I folded her and thrust until the bed made noise.
Sometimes I took her from behind again just so I could hold her horns and feel that tight squeeze.
The crest never stopped glowing.
Every time I came, it drank.
Every time she came, her emotions hit me harder through the bond.
When I finally could think again, the sky outside was completely dark, though the moonlight shone upon us.
Three hours had passed in what felt like a blink.
Ysvéra lay on my chest, cold skin against my sweaty one, still gently squeezing the half-hard cock her pussy refused to let go of.
Her horn rested against my collarbone.
Her fingers slowly traced circles over my heart.
"...Husband," she whispered quietly.
I wrapped my arms around her tighter.
"I am really feeling sleepy now, wife," I said, giving her a kiss on the forehead.
This still felt like a dream.
I, Evren Sorin, currently eighteen, suddenly gained a wife.
My conscience was trying to pick a fight with me again, but I swiftly defeated it in record time.
We even had to change rooms just to sleep because of the mess we had created in the other room.
Even at that time, her pussy refused to let my cock go, so I had to carry her like that.
"Goodnight, love," I said.
The feeling of sleeping like this was not bad at all!
I also felt great drowsiness for unknown reasons.
"Goodnight, husband~" Ysvéra said, pecking my lips.
I drifted to the dreamlands.
Meanwhile, Ysvéra opened her eyes the moment she felt Evren fall asleep.
"Husband, you are so naive~" she said, licking his neck.
She also wanted to taste his blood now, but it would wake him up.
For some time Ysvéra did nothing but admire the looks her husband possessed.
’Still not enough, I need him to grow quickly,’ she thought.
Though she was greatly satisfied, her succubus instincts wanted more of this man.
For now that was impossible in reality, but the same could not be said about dreams.
Ysvéra licked her lips at her thoughts.
She had a perfect idea.
"Hehe~" she smiled before she too drifted into dreams as a strange glow surrounded the duo.
Evren didn’t know that he was not safe from this girl.
Not even in dreams.