Chapter 70: Rosaline (Rose)**
When Fredrinn saw her luscious, plump reddened lips, he felt an urge to capture them with his mouth, but he felt reluctant to do so.
The blood was still trailing down her lips and who knew if the ’infection’ could be spread with a kiss too?
And although lust described her as a demon, not a zombie, Fredrinn had seen her converting Charlie right in front of his eyes.
So, he held back on the urge to kiss her as he slid his fingers between her thighs, gently grazing them against her lacey panties underneath.
The woman gasped softly, her lips parting as she tightened her grip on Fredrinn’s shoulder.
"What’s your name?" Fredrinn whispered in her ear as he slowly began to rub his fingers against her clit, surprised to find out that she was already getting wet.
"No... name. You give?" She bit her lip just to hold in the sounds that her body was threatening to make.
And despite being physically strong and nearly invincible in the entire surrounding, she felt her knees get weaker as she subconsciously leaned closer to Fredrinn’s touch.
It was her first time feeling such a sensation, and she wanted to find more about it.
Fredrinn noticed her reactions and smirked slightly, taking advantage of her weakness to slide off the panties down her thighs, making them pool onto the floor.
Then, he finally touched her trembling pussy lips with his fingers.
She lost all the strength in her knees and stumbled on his body, gasping loudly from the sensation.
His fingers were warm. Much warmer than the temperature of her body, making the touch feel even more ’weird’ and tempting.
When Fredrinn spread her lower lips, she nearly cried out from the stimulus.
"You’re beautiful. Bloody and lethal... How about Rosaline? Even your hair is red and beautiful like a rose while your strength is like thorns... dangerous." Fredrinn whispered against her ear, feeling greatly amused by her cute and tame reactions to his foreplay.
Her quiet gasps and her breasts pressing against his chest was sending blood rushing straight to his little brother, making it twitch like a dragon waking up from slumber.
"Rosa... Rosaline." Rose whimpered with trembling lips, feeling like it was a struggle just to remain standing in front of him.
Her face was still trying its best to remain expressionless, but there was no need for expressions on her face.
Her body told everything that she was feeling and wanted to feel.
Fredrinn grinned and exchanged positions, pressing Rose down on the car as her back arched against the cold metal.
Her dress was hiking up to her waist as her hairless, trembling lower lips were on full display.
Fredrinn couldn’t move for a few seconds and his fingers remained motionless against her clit.
She looked so beautiful.
Maybe it was immoral to feel as such about a literal demon who was technically against humanity, but Fredrinn knew how to appreciate a beauty when he saw one.
And without a doubt, Rose was one such woman.
She was acting much more passive, feeling overwhelmed by the plethora of unique sensations that she never even knew existed.
She thought that drinking the blood of a strong awakener and absorbing the mana within was a delectable thing, but now she knew how wrong she was...
Rose gulped, her cold and slightly teary eyes travelled to Fredrinn’s crotch as she saw a twitch within his pants.
If he could make her feel so good with just a mere touch of his fingers... what would she feel if he...
Rose didn’t complete her thought.
She didn’t want to spoil the fun for herself as she gasped and let her head bang against the metallic hood under her.
The metal dented from the impact and she drove both her hands into the hood, clenching it and holding herself in place as she let Fredrinn’s fingers explore her undefiled place...
Fredrinn saw her actions and gulped in disbelief.
No way.
The sexy demon who was even stronger than him physically... turned out to be sub?!
She was giving him full and unrestricted reign over her body as she watched him with tearful, hot eyes???
How could he not get turned on?
Fredrinn threw every thought about her race and every mystery surrounding her right out of his mind as he casually lowered his pants, finally freeing his little brother after several days of uncomfortable captivity.
It twitched the moment it came out of its bounds, the tip bobbing up and down on her trembling pussy as if greeting it.
A small amount of sticky white fluid was already leaking out of the tip and the veins popped all around the shaft.
Fredrinn grunted as the tip tore further out of the foreskin, the pinkness enlarging and the sensitivity flying through the roof.
When he pressed the tip on her clits, a groan slipped out of his lips while Rose clenched her fists so tightly that the metal creaked under her hands in protest.
"Ready or not... I am not stopping anymore, Rose~" Fredrinn grabbed her slender waist with one hand, pushing her dress even further up as he thrusted his tip inside her vagina.
Rose’s back arched further and some tears slipped out of her eyes as she moaned in such a loud voice that Fredrinn could swear that every house within a mile had heard her.
And this time, her moan no longer sounded inhumane and weird... It sounded like a young little girl that was penetrated for the first time and she didn’t know whether to feel pain or pleasure.
"Haa.. Hub... Husba... Hnngh~ Hurts..." She groaned as Fredrinn slowly pushed further length inside her tight folds.
The pressure of her pussy was insane and if Fredrinn wasn’t channeling mana throughout his body right now, he had no doubt that her walls would’ve ruthlessly crushed his dick inside her!
A small amount of blood slipped down her greyish, pale skin, creating a sharp contrast as Rose gasped to catch her breath.
And as she did so... Fredrinn was shocked to the core when he looked into her eyes.
They were no longer red and cold... instead... he could see the pink undertone in her eyes, her pupils transforming into the shape of hearts...
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A/N - Added her character profile too!